Chapter 1206: The Tragic Witch Woo Luo!
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Ling Hantian frantically ran the Nine Shadows Forging Soul Record, trying to open his eyes, but found that all efforts were useless, and he fell into a deep sleep.
I don't know how long it took, Ling Hantian was directly awakened by the earth-shattering roar, and then he felt that the earth was trembling violently, as if thousands of troops and horses were trampling on this land.
"An army of dead creatures!"
Ling Hantian was shocked, and instinctively tried his best to hide his breath and fled in the opposite direction.
The army of dead creatures, even if he is now one step further in strength, but in the face of such an army, it is still difficult to confront it head-on, and he must first avoid its edge and figure out the situation in front of him.
Deathless, dusty, and an endless army of dead creatures roared past Ling Hantian's eyes, trampling everything, and no life could survive.
Ling Hantian hid in the distance, holding his breath and concentrating, while looking at the army of dead creatures, while checking the surrounding situation, there was a familiar feeling that he had already left the ninth layer of the underground palace.
With this conclusion, Ling Hantian couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief, the ninth layer of the underground palace was about to be invaded by the Styx clone, and perhaps no one would be able to enter the ninth layer.
However, Ling Hantian didn't know if those martial artists who stayed in other layers would have a chance to come out.
For Ling Hantian, as long as he can come out of the underground palace, he is the luckiest.
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When all the dead creatures disappeared in front of him, Ling Hantian stood up, looked at the direction in which the dead creatures had disappeared, and muttered in a low voice, "This seems to be the direction of the Broken Soul Canyon. Could it be that this army of dead creatures has swept through the entire Ten Thousand Bone Tomb and is about to return to the Styx clone? ”
Ling Hantian remembered that in the Broken Soul Canyon, in addition to the Soul Venerable Path, there was also a Styx clone, and the red-haired monster that was already close to the Xuan Fate Realm.
"For the time being, don't approach the Broken Soul Canyon, the demon clone is still trapped in the depths of the Ten Thousand Bones Tomb, and there is no news from Manji, let's save the demon clone first."
Ling Hantian dispelled the idea of following the army of death, although he successfully broke through the ninth layer of the dungeon, the growth of his strength was still a big gap compared to geniuses like Soul Tiangang and Chu Zhantian.
If these people hadn't fallen in the dungeon, if they ran into these people again, Ling Hantian would still have to flee in embarrassment, and the plan now was to rescue the demon clone first and improve his combat effectiveness.
"It's really been eight lifetimes of blood mold, and I've fallen into a deep sleep, what's the situation now?"
At this moment, Wu Youluo's voice came from the second layer of the prison city, making Ling Hantian frown slightly.
Since entering the Tianzun Dojo, Wu Youluo has no longer made a sound, and has fallen into a deep sleep, Ling Hantian doesn't think that this is Wu Youluo himself going to sleep, obviously affected by some force.
At this time, when Ling Hantian left the underground palace, Wu Youluo finally slowly regained consciousness, and there was a bit of indifference in his voice.
Ling Hantian didn't answer Wu Youluo, hid his breath, contacted the demon clone again, and found that the place where the demon clone was trapped was not far from Tianzun's dojo, and it seemed to be in those dilapidated buildings.
It's just that at that time, Ling Hantian accepted the invitation of Yue Tian's Mandate, and with Soul Tiangang and others coming from behind, Ling Hantian didn't want to expose the demon clone, so he directly entered the underground palace.
About an hour later, Ling Hantian came to the wasteland that was completely paved with bones.
The misty wasteland, with no signs of being invaded by the Styx clones, made Ling Hantian breathe a sigh of relief.
However, Ling Hantian could fully imagine that if the Styx clone spread here, this endless skeleton would also be fully integrated into the Styx clone, and even Ling Hantian had every reason to believe that under the Bone Wasteland, there were definitely powerful dead creatures lurking.
Although these dead creatures were not born from the Styx clones, they have evolved to a certain level and have been able to be recognized by the Styx clones and will be summoned, just like the Nine Shadow Bronze Guards.
"Boy, why are you back in this damn wasteland, I remember, I fell asleep in this wasteland before."
Before entering the Bone Wasteland, Wu Youluo's somewhat solemn voice sounded, he had said before that this Bone Wasteland was not simple, and the result was indeed confirmed.
However, it seems that it is himself who is unlucky, not only is Ling Hantian fine, looking at the current appearance, his cultivation has been improved from the Emperor Triple Heaven to the limit of the Emperor, it is like riding a rocket.
Feeling Wu Youluo's reaction, Ling Hantian shook his head and glanced in the direction of the Tianzun Dojo, no one knew what level the invasion of the Styx clone would reach, if the demon clone continued to be trapped here, it would definitely be extremely dangerous.
"The demon clone must be rescued quickly!"
Before the words fell, Ling Hantian then swept towards the direction where the dilapidated buildings were located on the other side of the Tianzun Dojo.
In the Bone Wasteland, there were many fierce beasts lurking, and before Ling Hantian could go far, a fierce beast jumped out.
However, these miscellaneous fierce beasts, in Ling Hantian's eyes, were vulnerable.
Along the way, in this Bone Wasteland, Ling Hantian didn't know how many such fierce beasts he had destroyed.
"Boy, where are you going, why do I have a feeling of falling asleep again."
Wu Youluo's somewhat tired voice came, and even his voice was yawning.
This situation made Ling Hantian frown, although he was now about to enter the depths of the Bone Wasteland, he was still a long way from the Tianzun Dojo.
Even though they are so far away, it seems that the mysterious power that exists in the Tianzun Dojo can still affect Wu Youluo in the Prison City.
At this moment, Ling Hantian had a deep understanding of the horror of the Tianzun powerhouse.
Such a power, the means it has, is by no means something that he can peep into now, this is not at the same level at all.
"Wu Youluo, if you can't hold on, then continue to sleep."
Ling Hantian said a word of teas, and continued to sweep in the direction where the demon clone was trapped.
As Ling Hantian continued to go deeper, Ling Hantian found that Wu Youluo really didn't react again, and was really affected by the mysterious power of the Tianzun Dojo again, and fell into a deep sleep.
At this moment, in front of the fog, some dilapidated buildings could be vaguely seen, and Ling Hantian was already approaching the place where the demon clone was trapped.
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