Beneath the girder was a thick rope, and under the rope was a corpse that had stiffened for a long time.

The corpse looked like a man and a woman, its long black hair hanging down and covering its face.

Black hair, white clothes, hanged ghost.

Qin Tian's right hand pointed in the air, and there was a dragon roar, and the pale black dragon spirit roared and rolled towards the ghost corpse hanging on the girder.

Bondage Technique, Blue Wave Dragon Prison!

Call!

The wind suddenly rose, wrinkled a bend of black hair, and blew a white shirt.

The hanging ghost shook its white clothes and jumped down with its entire body.

Its movements were extremely fast, and it crossed Qin Tian's entire horizon with a single leap.

The Bibo Dragon Prison also bound an empty space, crashing into the corrupted girder, bathing in a large amount of powder ashes.

"Those, not enough?" The hanged ghost said in a dumb voice.

Qin Tian saw its face, this thing should have been a man when he was alive, a very handsome man.

I saw that it had thick eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, a towering nose, moderate lips, delicate facial features, and a long body.

It's a pity that it chose to hang itself, now its eyes are red and almost purple and black, its tongue jumps out of its mouth and hangs down on its chest, and the strangulation marks on its neck are swollen and ugly.

Qin Tian smiled, "It doesn't seem to be enough." ”

"Let me go?"

"Kill you, I'll burn eight horses for you, one is not interesting."

Qin Tian seemed to tell a bad joke.

"Hmph, I don't know who killed whom!"

The hanged man snorted coldly and waved his arms.

Its white clothes are the same as the robe, the sleeves are extremely wide, and this flick is like a gushing white waterfall, and it is vigorously wrapped around Qin Tian.

Qin Tian deftly took two steps back, "Who killed whom?" Hehe. ”

The blazing sun sword pointed at the bright yellow fireworks on the surface of the sword, and the fireworks looked like dragons, seven or eight inches high.

Qin Tian slashed horizontally, burned the coarse cloth, and broke the sleeved robe with his sword.

The hanged man retreated, slamming the flames on his body so hard that his face turned black.

"Let me say a few more words, it's too much?"

Qin Tian jumped up, "After you die, it's not too late to talk about it." ”

In mid-air, Qin Tianma stepped on Feiyan, his right leg stretched forward, his left leg retreated, his waist and abdomen sank, and his shoulder slammed into the place where the hanged ghost was!

Herod!

A sturdy white horse stepped out of him, raised its hooves and swung its long tail, and stepped on it fiercely.

Annihilation technique, white horse through the gap.

Suddenly, thousands of miles can not be traced by the naked eye, and a ride on the dust is a long river of time.

Qin Tian raised his voice and said, "The horse is released to you, and then!" ”

The majestic air waves are like the waves of the sea, and the momentum is so great that it is difficult to dodge.

The hanged ghost was pierced through the heart by the spirit of the white horse, and it was instantly white.

The white shirt on its body was scattered and broken, and every wisp of it faded into mist, going to the sky, to the ground, to nothingness.

Qin Tian slowly fell, and the seal ring was attached to the forehead of the unmoving hanged ghost.

The Hanged Ghost was shattered into powder, and all of them entered Qin Tian's seal ring.

Closing his eyes and glancing at the "Seal Catalog" in his mind, Qin Tian's face was bitter, good guy, he was busy in vain.

The dark golden Xuanxu Ring brightened up a few points that were difficult to perceive, and the "Seal Catalog" did not change at all, and this trip to the 81st of the Chao Nei was completely a wedding dress made for the Xuanxu Ring.

Qin Tian glanced at the stairs that meandered upstairs, he didn't want to go up, the seal ring was no longer hot, there was nothing upstairs, he didn't lack talk about exploring the haunted house, tidied up his clothes, and Qin Tian walked outside the house.

After taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, and reflexively glanced at the old wall on the left.

Most of the paint on the walls has peeled off, revealing a dusty wall.

Qin Tian was very flustered when he took these few steps, and the more he walked, the more panicked he became.

A very mysterious feeling rippled through his heart, the feeling of leaving home and leaving something very important.

Own stuff.

Qin Tian walked in front of the wall and carefully examined the wall.

Very ordinary old wall, the only dignity is the previous paint on the wall.

The lacquer is like a Western fresco, and it is probably a version of the magnificent chant of the Virgin Mary.

But now it's mostly peeling off, all the story and all the value of this wall is gone, it's just an old wall.

Rumble! Click!

When Qin Tian was concentrating on looking at the mural, the wall collapsed.

A hollow pit appeared before him, dark and dreary.

Qin Tian was startled, and when he thought about it, he was startled again.

He came in and opened his eyes to the eighty-one inward, and now he couldn't see what was in the darkness behind the wall.

The seal ring was suddenly hot, and he dragged him impatiently behind the wall.

Qin Tian hesitated for a while, rubbed the seal ring, and stepped in.

The harvest of this trip to Chaonei Eighty-one was too low, thinking of that summer solstice, thinking of Li Xijing, who had never fought before, Qin Tian decided to take a risk.

There are so many sealers in the eighty-first number of Achinai, there shouldn't be any danger,

Qin Tian comforted himself and began to walk inside.

He couldn't see anything in the dark, but his keen five senses were firmly controlling his surroundings, no matter what the unexpected situation was, he was confident that there was no problem in protecting himself.

This passage was very long, and Qin Tian could only vaguely feel that it was constantly going downward, and it seemed to be circuitous, and he seemed to have passed several corners after three or five rounds.

With the seal and ring as a guide, he did not go the wrong way.

The tail finger is getting hotter and hotter, Qin Tian is getting calmer and calmer, and he is getting more and more prepared.

Until a little bean-sized yellow light lit up, and the blazing of the seal ring reached the top.

Qin Tian's heart was beating wildly, not because of fear, but because of the excitement after a long period of anticipation.

Call!

The wind blowing gently from the ground blew through, and the yellow light the size of the bean swayed with the wind, sometimes bright and sometimes dim.

Qin Tian knew in his heart that it was the light of the candle flame, and it was possible that there was a person in front of him.

No matter how bad it is, it's also a ghost with concern.

Qin Tian's steps became more and more calm and dignified, and he pointed the Blazing Sun Sword Finger in front of him.

The sound of the gloomy wind passed through the ears, accompanied by a soft and seductive female voice, tactfully transformed into a beautiful ballad, sonorous and solemn Zen singing.

"From near to far east and west, to deep to shallow clear stream. As high as the sun and the moon, to the clear to the sparse husband and wife. ”

"Life is self-suffering, birth, old age, sickness and death!"

"Life is bitter, resentment will be, love parting, can't ask for it, five yin sheng."

Qin Tian stopped, this is the eight sufferings of life that the Buddha said, but he didn't expect to hear it again in this gloomy underground. Qin Tian had a ridiculous conjecture, he wasn't sure, but he wanted to be sure.

After a few quick steps, the bean-like firelight filled the empty building.

A candle flame on a table, a bed and a woman crying into Dou E.

Qin Tian saw her and couldn't help but whisper, "I'm a good girl, it's really exactly the same!" ”

The woman in red sitting on the wedding bed stopped her mournful aria and looked up at Qin Tian.

The next moment, she smiled like a flower, "You're here?" (To be continued.) )