Chapter 331: Life and Death Array! (Third Update)

Roar Roar Roar Roar ......

In the main hall of the underground palace, there was a time of change again.

In the pitch-black passage that Wang Yang broke into, the ghost mist was billowing and surging, and at the same time, countless chaotic beast roars sounded, as if ten thousand beasts were roaring in unison.

Whew!

Immediately afterwards, two figures rushed out one after the other.

One of them was surrounded by electric light, and the other was surrounded by blood light, and they all looked quite embarrassed, as if they were being chased by something.

It's the blood ghost and Wang Yang!

Whew!

After the two of them rushed out, a huge pitch-black giant palm chased out of the pitch-black passage and pounced on them.

Snort!

However, the pitch-black giant palm seemed to be restrained by some powerful prohibition, and as soon as it left the pitch-black passage, it quickly dissipated as if it had been corroded.

"Roaring ......"

Finally, in a roar full of unwillingness, the huge pitch-black giant palm turned into countless black mist and returned to the pitch-black passage.

"Damn! That monster can even resist the innate thunder that can purify evil things!"

Wang Yang, who was full of silver-white innate thunder, looked at the pitch-black passage with some horror, but he almost threw his life inside.

"The master of this secret realm is quite bold, and he dares to raise a terrible ghost here. ”

The voice of the sword demon breathing a sigh of relief also sounded.

The cultivation of that powerful ghost is estimated to be comparable to the powerhouse of the Soul Turning Realm, even with the strength of Wang Yang, who has entered the body of the Blood Ghost and the Nine Thunder Town Soul Tower, he can only flee in the wilderness.

If it weren't for the strong prohibition in the dark passage, they would not have been able to escape from it.

"Sword Demon, the power of the divine soul and the remnant soul you sensed, can't it be that powerful ghost?"

Wang Yang summoned the Nine Thunder Town Soul Tower, sat on the ground and gasped for breath, the sequelae of the Nine Thunder Town Soul Tower appeared again, and he couldn't even use a little strength.

Fortunately, this time the Nine Thunder Town Soul Tower entered the body, and after only a few breaths, the sharp pain had begun to gradually disappear.

"In this dungeon, there is a strong prohibition that interferes with perception, which is several times stronger than the soul power magnetic field of the swamp, so I can't perceive it, whether there is divine soul power and remnant souls. ”

After sensing it slightly, the sword demon slowly shook his head.

In that pitch-black passage before, he had indeed regarded the aura of that powerful ghost as a remnant soul.

That's why Wang Yang went over to check, but he didn't expect to bring out such a big guy.

"Forget it, just go in and have a look. ”

After Wang Yang moved his body, which was still a little sore, he slowly stood up and looked at the huge ancient door at the end of the stone road.

According to the sword demon's secret technique, the memory extracted from the power of the soul of the Heaven Devouring Demon Venerable.

The center of this dungeon is where the Heaven Devouring Demon Venerable hides his body and the power of the bloodline of the Burning Sky God Clan.

Immediately, Wang Yang held the Nine Thunder Town Soul Tower in his hand and walked slowly towards the ancient gate.

Walking to the ancient gate and taking a few careful looks, Wang Yang retreated slightly.

The blood demon stepped forward, the blood on his body flashed, and when he moved his hands, he pushed hard.

There was a click, and the ancient door was immediately pushed open.

After Wang Yang looked at it, he took the place of the blood ghost, and immediately let the blood ghost get into it through the crack in the ancient gate.

The prohibition of interference perception in this underground palace is too strong, and you can only rely on your eyes to see and ears to hear.

This made Wang Yang, who has always relied on perception, quite uncomfortable.

When he was sure that there was no danger inside, Wang Yang's figure flashed and came to the inner hall.

At the end of that hall, there are two ancient doors, which are the [Door of Life] and the [Gate of Death].

Here, it was the hall where Situ Yi was attacked by the gray formation before.

However, at this time, Situ Yi, who had lost his vitality before, had disappeared.

After Wang Yang looked around, he cautiously walked towards the two ancient doors.

Those two doors of life and death gave him a rather uncomfortable feeling, not because of the smell of blood, but because the aura emanating from behind the door was full of the feeling of death.

"Dare to lay down a life and death array, it seems that the owner of this underground palace is not a good person, no wonder he dares to raise a terrible ghost outside!"

When the Sword Demon saw the two doors of life and death, his tone was slightly surprised.

"Life and death array?

Wang Yang asked suspiciously.

"It's a kind of extremely fierce array, and those who are sealed inside are either ghost kings who are even higher than powerful ghosts, or thousands of fierce souls. ”

"Once any living creature steps into it, it is absolutely dead and alive, so it is called the life and death array, and if someone opens it, it will be a catastrophe. ”

The Sword Demon explained.

"No wonder I always feel that the aura emanating from it is more terrifying than that ghost, so if you say that, the entrance is not these two doors of life and death. ”

Wang Yang muttered to himself.

"But judging from the ghost fog passage guarded by powerful ghosts, this shouldn't be a dead end. ”

Hearing this, the Sword Demon said.

"Are there any other mechanisms or secret passages?"

Wang Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he began to carefully look at the entire hall.

It didn't take long for him to carefully beat the entire hall.

Although the walls on all four sides have faint fluctuations in formations and the existence of formation patterns, there are no other mechanisms or entrances.

"Is it up there?"

After thinking for a while, Wang Yang stood up and looked up at the top of the quaint hall.

There are no four walls or floors, and the most likely thing is that it is above the top.

Call!

Behind the blood ghost, the True Yuan condensed its wings, turned into a blood light and rushed up, and began to carefully knock on the top of the hall.

Knock knock!

When it hit the corner of the top of the hall, a hollow sound appeared, which made Wang Yang's eyes light up.

"Found it!"

A smile appeared on Wang Yang's face, and as soon as his mind moved, the blood ghost immediately carefully lifted the top one by one, revealing a dark passage.

"This breath, is it the Heaven Devouring Demon Venerable?"

Wang Yang's True Yuan Whip was glued to the blood Gu that had penetrated into the passage, and as soon as his right hand moved, he jumped up with his strength.

However, at the moment of entering, Wang Yang's expression couldn't help but move slightly.

In this passage, there were two faint breaths, one of which was the Heaven Devouring Demon Venerable who had fought with him before.

"It looks like we have to cancel the original plan. ”

Wang Yang's original plan was to avoid the Heaven Devouring Demon Venerable and snatch the power of the bloodline of the Burning Sky God Clan first, but now it seems that it is impossible.

Now that the Heaven Devouring Demon Venerable has also come here, that fight to the death is inevitable, and it is absolutely impossible for the other party to obediently offer the power of the bloodline of the Burning Sky God Clan with both hands.

"Hopefully his spirit hasn't come yet. ”

After a flash of determination in his eyes, Wang Yang controlled the blood ghost, converged the blood-colored true yuan, and the aura on his body was also completely converged, and quietly dived into the depths of the passage.

……

In the main hall.

The body was pierced by thousands of pitch-black beams, and the corpse dragon nailed to the ground, with emerald green eyes, stared at the top of the hall with an incomparably rich gaze, the person condensed by the pitch-black mist.

The man had sneaked in from the cracks in the volcanic lava.