The speed of the palm was faster than the two people expected, and in a hurry, Gou Haodong wrapped his arms with fusion spiritual power, and punched the black hand with his waist.

The spiritual power was wanton, Gou Haodong flew upside down, but the black hand disappeared.

"How?" Song Sixuan anxiously helped Gou Haodong up,

Gou Haodong's hands were out of strength, shaking slightly, and it took a long time to recover, he clenched his fists and felt his state: "The strength of that hand just now is too strong, if it weren't for my fusion spiritual power, based on the past level of spiritual power alone, I'm afraid it would be useless now." ”

"I didn't feel any spiritual fluctuations on it." Song Sixuan felt a little incredible.

"Pure physical strength." Gou Haodong stood up and looked solemnly at the open stone door in front of him. There was smoke inside, and a crystal coffin was faintly seen in the distance.

Whether it was the nameless monk who had just entered the wall and wrote in blood, or the black palm just now, it was not something they could easily deal with.

"Let's go." Gou Haodong said to Song Sixuan. Safety first, life is the most fundamental, "wait until our strength is on the next level, and then explore." ”

"Uh-huh." Song Sixuan agreed.

The two men returned the way they came, as if sensing something was wrong.

Gou Haodong's foot kicked something, and he rolled out "bonely", and he shone it with a flashlight, which was a skull.

Song Sixuan screamed in fright, hugged her boyfriend and buried herself in his chest, while Gou Haodong felt that his body was slightly weak, and the tendons on his calf began to spin.

Think of it as a plaster cast...... Plaster cast. Gou Haodong comforted himself.

The light of the flashlight swept around him, and he couldn't help but gasp again: Sensen's white bones were stacked in the shape of a two-person tower, and around the bone tower was a circle of skulls that maintained an upward posture. He just kicked out, and that's one of them.

In the novel, the scene of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood is described at every turn, but who can see such a scene in the era of peace and stability? The visual impact of a pile of white bones alone made the two of them look like vegetables and breathe heavily.

It took about ten minutes for the two of them to get used to the feeling. When I first entered the ancient tomb and saw the blood words on the wall, I was attracted by the monstrous cultivation of the monk, and I didn't feel how mad it was, but now when I thought about it in combination with this white bone tower, a chill rose from the spine bones and went straight to my head.

"When we came, we didn't go here." Gou Haodong's voice was dry, revealing nervousness.

"But there is no fork in the road back and forth, did you not see it when you came?" Song Sixuan asked tentatively, feeling lucky.

Gou Haodong rubbed his head: "Impossible, with our cultivation, it is impossible not to find it." ”

"Then we ......," Song Sixuan asked.

"Keep going." Gou Haodong has already begun to plan for the worst in his heart, if something happens, he will do his best to let Song Sixuan escape and resist by himself.

The passage is getting drier and drier, and there is no trace of the lake at all. It was obvious that this ancient tomb was not the product of ordinary ancient wisdom crystallization, but the habitat of the end of a cultivator's life.

"There are words again." In the corner of the light, there are words that have been cut out on the wall, and there are dried blood stains in the gaps.

"Repent of robbing the tomb, those who enter live, and those who retreat die." The dead word at the end is particularly eye-catching, as if it is doing a final struggle.

"If that's true, we should go inside the White Stone Gate." Gou Haodong felt that one head and two were big: "But I can't tell if the person who wrote this is cheating us." ”

"A man is about to die, but his words are good." Song Sixuan said.

"What if you want someone to go down with him?"

After a suffocating silence, Gou Haodong hammered on the nine words irritably, but unexpectedly, the spider web-like cracks extended outward layer by layer, the wall cracked open, the dust was filled, and a new passage appeared in front of him.

"Tick ...... Tick ......" came the sound of water dripping down. Gou Haodong's flashlight had just shone in, and he hadn't had time to see the situation inside.

Countless red points of light lit up inside, followed by a "buzzing" sound mixed with the sound of impact, the sound of the carapace vibrating, and the points of light rose into the air, chaotically intertwined.

"What the fuck is this!" Gou Haodong yelled.

The red dot began to rush out at a very fast speed, and Song Sixuan pulled up Gou Haodong and ran back: "Corpse turtle!" There really is such a thing! ”

"Isn't it just in fiction?" Gou Haodong complained.

Behind him was a group of black-pressed corpse turtles, surging forward like a tide, and the sound of flapping wings echoed repeatedly in the passage, which was annoying.

"So do you think cultivating immortals is in line with common sense?"

"Now is not the time to argue about this, what should I do?" Gou Haodong felt that his spirit was about to collapse, and he had been in a high state of tension since he stepped into the ancient tomb.

In the face of the Flood Demon, even if it is strong enough to kill itself with a single breath, it is at least on the bright side. And everything we encounter today is confusing, and there is no time when a thousand strange things will appear.

"In the movie? Light? Song Sixuan recalled.

Gou Haodong braked sharply and turned around and used a flashlight to "fiercely" shine on the first few corpse turtles, but there was no use for eggs, and they were about to pounce, and Gou Haodong could even see their open and closed mouthparts and brown and yellow wings. It doesn't work! He scolded and smashed the first few chasing with his flashlight, green juice splashed everywhere, and viscous yellow visceral fluid stuck to the flashlight and dripped down.

The two of them continued to run forward, and Gou Haodong asked Song Sixuan, "Do you remember?" ”

Originally, girls love cleanliness and hate disgusting things, and Song Sixuan felt that her brain was a little blank when she was chased by corpses, and seeing that the white stone gate was getting closer and closer, she remembered: "Water? Ah no. Fire! Fire fire fire! ”

Gou Haodong pinched the seal of the fire dragon technique in his hand, stopped suddenly when he pinched two-thirds of the way, and turned to point at the group of corpse turtles.

A raging flame burned in the air, a heat wave swept in, and tongues of fire licked towards the corpse turtle. The scorching sound of "crackling" sounded, and the group of corpse turtles suddenly stagnated, and the progress of flying forward was hindered.

Song Sixuan added another layer of flame to the fire, and the fire suddenly rose up, filling the entire passage.

The sound of oil refining was mixed with the screams of the corpse turtle before death, and Gou Haodong was particularly comfortable to listen to.

Before the two of them were about to take a breath, they suddenly found that the flames in front of them were turning black and gradually had a tendency to go out.

", run!" Gou Haodong picked up Song Sixuan and rushed to the white stone gate, and the corpses that followed him used the corpses to extinguish the flames, and continued to chase the two and one fox forward over the ashes of his companions.

Seeing that he was about to step into the stone gate, Gou Haodong hesitated, there was an unknown number in front of him, life and death were unpredictable, and behind him was a group of corpses and turtles, and there was no life.

Dilemma, in this situation, if there is only yourself, then any ending can be accepted, but there is still someone you love by your side, and she must be protected.

Song Sixuan is a very traditional girl in her bones, and she chooses to be obedient at a critical juncture, or the same sentence, marry a chicken and marry a dog.

"It's coming, it's coming!" Xiao Yun anxiously patted the back of Gou Haodong's head in her hat.

Gou Haodong bit his teeth, his heart was crossed, and he took Song Sixuan into the white stone gate.

At the moment when they entered the stone gate, the stone gate fell heavily, blocking the corpse turtle outside, and only the few who rushed in front were smashed into juice by the stone gate.

The two leaned against the stone door, stunned.

Stepping through the stone gate, the mist had dissipated, and in front of me was a crystal coffin and a small golden tree covered with fruits like copper locks. The black palm that knocked Gou Haodong away was also gone.

"The stone door can't be opened." Gou Haodong pushed the door hard, but to no avail.

He sat on the ground and began to regain his strength, and Song Sixuan also sat cross-legged next to him, gently resting his head on his shoulder.

"Are you tired?" Song Sixuan asked.

"It's okay, mainly because I've been quite nervous." Gou Haodong replied.

"Me too, but it's okay, I have you to rely on, just follow you." Song Sixuan gently flicked his hair, and the little fox curled up between the two.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to get you out." Gou Haodong still confided his worries in his heart.

"It's good not to live together in life and to be in the same cave after death."

"You can see it."

"Don't be nervous, I'll be with you."

"Uh-huh" Gou Haodong responded, his voice gradually becoming quieter. He felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and sleepiness welled up in his heart, and he fell into a deep sleep.