Chapter Seventy-Five: The Wraith
"The Gate of Space!"
Everyone's eyes were attracted by the dark spatial crack, and no matter what the angry voices were just now, they all couldn't wait to rush inside.
"You stay here and wait!"
No one knew how big the space inside was, and it was impossible for more than two hundred people to squeeze in one swarm, so they could only let some disciples with low strength and status stay outside the cave and wait.
"Boom!"
More than a dozen figures rushed towards the spatial crack in unison, nervous and expectant to probe the treasure that had been hidden for three thousand years.
"Let's go in too, be careful!" Ling Yun and Yao Feng glanced at each other, and also followed the team into the space.
It is a completely enclosed space, and when you enter, there is almost no light, and you can only walk with the sensitivity of the monk.
"It's so dark, and it looks big, how can I find the treasure?" After entering the space, everyone became nervous, no one knew if there would be any traps and dangers here, and every step had to be taken carefully.
"And it's very weird here, I just tried it, and it doesn't catch fire at all!"
"If you can't light a fire, what should I do?"
"The darker it is, the more I like it, lest some squigglers still want to fish in troubled waters!" Someone laughed very arrogantly, the higher the cultivation, the stronger the divine sense, the more able to adapt to this dark environment.
Ling Yun was not in a hurry to find the treasure now, what he was most concerned about was whether the prohibition that the Soul Left said really existed. If it is true, then the initiative will be completely in your own hands, and when the time comes, you will swallow all the treasures you encounter.
Everyone originally thought that the space constructed by the seven great powers would not be very large, and the treasure should be placed in a very conspicuous place, but now they realized that they were thinking too simply, this space was surprisingly wide, and the surroundings were empty and gloomy. The dark and long road seemed to have no end, and the air was so thick that it was difficult to breathe, and there was a feeling of retching.
"Concentrate, there's something coming over on the right!" Ling Yun frowned, reminding Yao Feng.
"Huh? Why didn't I feel it? Yao Feng was a little puzzled, but he still believed in Ling Yun and concentrated his energy on the right direction.
Sure enough, soon a strange sound rushed towards the crowd from far and near.
"Click!"
"Click, click......"
"Tick tock!"
"What a lot of resentment, is there still a living creature in here?" It was the old man of Nankong who spoke up, and here he was the highest in cultivation, and his divine sense was extremely powerful.
Only the sound could be heard, but nothing could be seen, and everyone had a creepy feeling.
"Grievance, grievance, at the beginning, our demon clan's alliance was besieged in this space by despicable and shameless humans, and our resentment was overwhelming. Could it be that after 3,000 years, these grievances have not dissipated? Someone said in a trembling voice.
"I'm afraid it's not just that, those characters have almost reached the realm of shattering the sky and soaring, the divine soul is extremely powerful, just this boundless resentment can condense into a god form, and after three thousand years of gestation and accumulation, a spirit body was born, these things are probably the legendary resentful spirits!" Someone boldly guessed.
"Wraiths! How could such a thing really exist? ”
"There's no time to think about it that much right now, it takes a long time for the spirit to grow and form. I see that these resentful spirits have not been formed for a long time, and their strength is not very strong, as long as we work together, we should not be afraid of them! "The old man of Nankong is the most steady, unchaotic in the face of danger, and directs the crowd to prepare for battle.
The speed of the resentful spirit is very fast, and it didn't take long for it to come to the front of the crowd, and the resentful spirit instantly enveloped the surroundings, and the resentful spirit seemed to be still in the growth stage, without much intelligence, and its personality was very tyrannical, making an eerie and terrifying sound. …,
"Cut, it turned out to be just a young creature in the Xuan Realm, but I was almost frightened by this monstrous evil qi!"
Facing the resentful spirits at close range, people have been able to use their divine sense to detect the strength of the energy fluctuations in the resentful spirits' bodies, but they are pleased to find that these resentful spirits are only just formed, and they are only the cultivation of the Xuan Realm.
The Tongxuan Realm may be regarded as a top master in the world, but at this time, the people gathered together are all the top people in the Demon Domain, and the Tongxuan Realm is like scum in their eyes.
"There are only eight wraiths in total, and I am enough to deal with them alone!" The previous fear dissipated in an instant, and a leading elder of the Seven Star Palace walked out, and eight resentful spirits that passed through the Xuan Realm could be killed by raising his palm.
The old man of Nankong hesitated slightly, the resentful spirits condensed by such characters have existed in this space for three thousand years, and even if the strength is worse, it should not be able to pass through the Xuan Realm. There must be something strange in this, but I can't say where it is.
"Elder Huorong, it's better to be careful!" The old man of Nankong reminded loudly.
"Nankong senior, rest assured, if I can't even solve this kind of resentful spirit that does not enter the flow of strength, how can I lead our Seven Star Palace!" Huo Rong didn't take the words of the old man Nankong to heart at all, no matter how strange this place was, the kind of true feeling that came from his divine sense, he could completely conclude that this resentful spirit was only the strength of the Xuan Realm.
Not long after the resentful spirit was formed, he didn't have much intelligence, and his temperament was very irritable. Moreover, growing up in this space, he was very familiar with the environment here, and his mouth kept shaking strange notes, and he went directly to Elder Huorong.
"I can't help myself!"
Elder Huorong sneered disdainfully, and his hands were infused with Yuan Force, condensing a stream of crimson flames. Although this space can't light ordinary torches, it can't stop the flames condensed by Yuan Li energy.
Of course, this flame could not have been used for lighting. Not to mention the amount of yuan power consumed, and the flames are red and black, with no brightness.
"You are all legendary figures in front of you, although now there is only one resentment left and turned into a resentful spirit, I don't want to snub you, so I will end you with my strongest holy fire Purgatory Geocentric Flame! Drink! Huo Rong is an expert at playing with fire, and with a soft snort, the heat around him seems to be gathering in his palms, and the red black flames are like a small elf, constantly beating in his hands.
"Burn, Purgatory Geocentric!" Huo Rong dragged the flames towards the wraiths that rushed towards him, believing that the flames he was most proud of would instantly incinerate the resentful spirits that had turned into resentments.
After all, the strength of the Xuan Realm is really no different from that of ants in his eyes!
"Snort!"
However, after the crimson black flame touched the body of the resentful spirit, it emitted an annihilation sound, and the seemingly violent flame was not destructive at this time, it was completely like an ordinary flame that could no longer be ordinary, and it was quickly extinguished after coming into contact with the resentment of the resentful spirit.
"How could this happen, how could my Purgatory Geocentric Inflammation be so weak?" Huo Rong's face was full of disbelief, this kind of flame was already the strongest fire he could create, it stands to reason that with the strength of the Xuan Realm and the Sky Realm, it would be evaporated instantly when he touched this kind of flame of his own.
But with his own continuous strength, the flames were easily extinguished, and they were unimaginably weak.
"Sure enough, it's a fool, the prohibition of this space has suppressed everyone's strength in the Yuan Dan realm, and that bit of flame strength can't do any harm to the body of the resentful spirit at all!" The Soul Leaving Venerable, who had been hiding himself and rarely spoke, let out a grim smile at this time, with some sarcasm.
Ling Yun was happy in his heart, the space prohibition really existed, so no one could help himself in this space.
"Why do those resentful spirits have the strength to penetrate the Occult Realm?" Yao Feng asked in a low voice. …,
The voice of the Soul Leaving Venerable came from the darkness and said, "The resentful spirits were originally bred in this space, and the influence of the spatial prohibition on them is relatively weak! ”
"I didn't want to be so troublesome as soon as I came in, although there are many of us, I'm afraid it's also a hard battle!" Although I heard this prohibition from the soul when I came in again, I was a little prepared in my heart. But I didn't expect that there would be resentful spirits with the strength of the Xuan Realm here, and there may not be enough people to deal with.
Ling Yun was still able to maintain his composure, this space ban was harmless to him, as he guessed, the characters possessed by the system were not affected by this ban, that is to say, he could also have the strength of the Xuan Realm in this space, and the resentful spirit was no threat at all.
However, Ling Yun was not overly arrogant because of this, but had some doubts in his heart, almost all the people in the Nine Caves and Six Palaces of the Demon Domain knew about the prohibition of this space, but this Soul Venerable was so familiar and knew everything about it, it was really a little strange.
Even though the Soul Leaving Venerable ate his own Rotten Heart Pill and was even restrained by Xiao Jiu, he still couldn't take it lightly, this guy was not a fuel-efficient lamp!
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