Chapter 128: Eight Gates (2)
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Through this dazzling light, you can vaguely see that in the depths of this Lethe Palace, there seem to be several large turquoise pools, and the faint green light shines out of them, which looks very weird.
Huang Lao's heart is like water, he is not afraid of all this, and his pace is still neither slow nor slow.
Soon they walked to the depths of the palace.
Looking at it, the scene is a little terrifying, only to see that in these green pools, there are human remains.
Countless severed limbs floated among them, and even the air was filled with a disgusting smell.
Huang Lao Ghost didn't think so, touched his nose slightly, carefully observed the center of the green pool, and whispered to himself: "Could it be that I used the wrong method?" ā
"Boom... Old ghost, don't say it's you, mine hasn't moved yet. A shadowy voice came.
I saw it not far away.
A short, dwarf man walked out slowly, dressed in a small black robe, which looked intimidating from afar.
Old Ghost Huang said disdainfully: "Hmph! Do you want to compare yourself to me? Don't look at your skills. ā
The dwarf man was not angry, and said helplessly: "I said old ghost, you have no grievances with you, why do you always like to target me?" ā
I only heard another sharp voice coming from the shadows: "Who made you look so short, I guess, it's the old ghost who looks down on you, or you two will fight?" ā
Old Ghost Huang turned his gaze away.
This time an old woman came, like an old ghost Huang, shriveled and shriveled, without a trace of flesh and blood. Wearing a black robe, it enveloped the entire body, revealing an eerie and terrifying aura.
The dwarf man was the first to speak, and said, "I said, wife, you are pleading me to fight with the old ghost all day long, and this is not good for you?" ā
"Humph! You old lady, you know that let's kill each other, you can sit and reap the benefits of the fisherman? Old Ghost Huang said disdainfully.
"Anyway, you're all half in the dirt, so why do you care?" The old woman replied sarcastically.
As soon as the dwarf man wanted to speak, he was interrupted by Huang Lao Ghost, and only listened: "Don't make any noise, come and have a look." ā
As soon as they heard this, both of them were a little curious in their hearts and hurriedly came over.
I saw it in the green pool in front of me.
A severed hand jumped back and forth in the water, splashing a burst of water, like a fresh little fish, unusually lively.
If you let others see this scene, you will definitely be scared half to death.
A broken hand is jumping alive, it's hell.
But the three people in front of the green pool, without the slightest fear, stood in place sluggishly, their faces full of shocked expressions.
After a while, Old Ghost Huang said tremblingly: "Chengcheng... It worked? ā
The dwarf man looked at him, then at the old woman, nodded vigorously, and said, "It should be right." ā
There was silence for another moment, and the three of them looked at each other.
Suddenly, as if it had exploded, several people began to dance and jump, like a prodigal son in a nightclub, so uninhibited and chic.
I can't tell at all that these are three old men who are over half a hundred years old.
You know, for the sake of the current result, they have been studying it for decades.
Countless wreckage and severed limbs, countless human bodies, finally unveiled some of the mysteries of this way of life.
How can this not be celebrated.
The three of them even wanted to jump into the green pool and stroke this arm well.
But they didn't, because they found that several fierce breaths had firmly locked the Triple Hall.
Old Ghost Huang and the old woman instantly stopped the movements in their hands, as if they remembered something, and a sneer inadvertently appeared on the corner of their mouths.
"Looks like they can't hold it anymore." Old Ghost Huang smiled predictively.
The old woman also tilted her neck and said with a sneer: "Truly.... Our old bones haven't moved for a long time. ā
"You... You resist first, and I'll open the big array! ā
Seeing that the situation was not good, the dwarf man on the side turned around and ran towards the depths of the palace.
"Humph!" Old Ghost Huang snorted disdainfully, then turned his head and asked the old woman, "Do you know why I hate this old dwarf?" ā
The old woman sneered: "When are you still poor, go quickly, we will meet these young people with two ghosts." ā
With that, he walked slowly towards the outside of the main hall.
Old Ghost Huang glanced back at the broken hand that was jumping around, and said numbly: "Little baby, wait for me to come back." ā
As soon as the words fell, he also followed the old woman and walked towards the outside of the main hall.
The sound of cold footsteps resounded, constantly echoing in the hall.
......
Outside the triple hall.
It's been surrounded for a long time.
I saw Tianjicheng standing majestically at the main entrance. Behind him, hundreds of eight disciples were waiting in battle, all dressed in black, wearing long knives at their waists, and their faces had solemn expressions.
A solemn aura of slaughter permeated.
"Huangquan Palace?" Tianjicheng had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, the long knife on his waist was instantly unsheathed, his right hand was grasped with the momentum, and then his legs exerted force and he jumped.
In an instant, the sharp knife wind cut the plaque in half, and it fell to the ground one after another, making a loud noise.
Tianjicheng also floated down very lightly, and the whole set of actions was done in one go, chic and handsome.
It is worthy of the legendary jade-faced knife, although it looks rough on the surface, but the tricks are so chic and powerful.
Nangong Cheng behind him hurriedly walked over, hugged his fists and asked, "Heavenly Gate Master, should we break through?" ā
Tian Jicheng didn't speak, looking at the layers of palaces solemnly.
After a while, he sighed and said, "If you break through, it is very likely that you will fall into the opponent's large formation and cause more unnecessary casualties." ā
Nangong regret's face was gloomy, and he said, "It's not a way to wait like this. ā
Indeed, if it goes on like this, what is there to talk about exterminating others, you can only wait here for the other party to come out? What if the other party doesn't come out?
Tianjicheng was helpless, looking at this gloomy and terrifying triple hall, and sighed deeply.
If you want to blame the Eastern Emperor back then, you can only blame the Eastern Emperor back then, and you have to develop some immortal technique.
In the end, the art of immortality was not studied, but the wolf was lured into the room, allowing this terrifying dead to enter the palace.
Originally, the strength of the dead clan was not large, but after such hundreds of years of operation.
Even in the weak races, they become stronger.
Although there are not many people in the Dead Clan, all of them are extremely strong, and they even dared to raise people in the Eight Gates for a period of time, which shows how rampant they are.
The royal family was also a little helpless, after all, if the war started rashly, the seven major families would immediately join the battle.
At that time, the strength of the royal family will still not be able to take care of both sides.