Chapter Ninety-Five: The Corpse Venerable Cave Mansion
Even if Wan Gu has never seen a jumping corpse, but these jumping corpses in front of him can give him a sense of crisis, there is no doubt that these are jumping corpses.
They were dressed in battle armor, neatly arranged, and full of evil spirits, apparently all of them were born as war generals during their lifetimes.
Roar!
Those jumping corpses were beginning to have spiritual intelligence, and their ability to perceive was not weak, and as soon as they sensed the living person of Wangu, they immediately roared wildly, burst out, and jumped wildly towards Wangu.
Although the jumping corpse and the ten thousand valleys are the same realm, you must know that the jumping corpse is a yin and evil thing after all, and there is a fatal weakness.
They are afraid of the sun!
And Wan Gu is an innate master of martial arts, and he is not an ordinary innate master, mastering this yin and yang qi, in the face of these jumping corpses of the same realm, he is naturally full of confidence and not timid at all.
As the many jumping corpses approached, I saw that Wan Gu's palm quickly condensed to Yang True Qi, turned into a phantom, shuttled through the dark passages, and instantly came to the front of the jumping corpse.
Poop!
A crisp sound rang out, echoing throughout the passage.
I saw that the armor on the neck of the jumping corpse who took the lead was immediately cut out of a crack, but only a slightly concave white mark appeared on the neck, which obviously did not cause the slightest damage to itself.
"What a hard body!"
Seeing this, Wan Gu's legs suddenly exploded and he retreated backwards, avoiding the attack of the jumping corpse.
Although he only used fifty percent of his strength just now, and he didn't use much strength, it was not easy to block it unscathed.
Roar!
The jumping corpse seemed to be dissatisfied with this after being attacked, and roared frantically, bursting out again, more than two percent faster than before.
In this regard, Wan Gu snorted coldly, and used all his strength to increase the output of true qi, only to see that the sword qi on his fingertips suddenly condensed a lot, like a real sword, and the sword qi was compelling.
Then, he turned into a phantom again, and sprang out at a faster speed.
The phantom of the formation walked with wonderful steps, and instantly passed by all the jumping corpses.
When Wangu stopped again, the jumping corpses fell to the ground suddenly, their heads fell to the ground, and they were completely dead.
"I didn't expect there to be jumping corpses here, and there are quite a few of them."
Wan Gu stopped, counted roughly, and found that there were no less than twenty jumping corpses, you must know that this place is isolated from the world, there is no blood supply, these jumping corpses have to advance, it is impossible to form without five or six hundred years.
Moreover, these jumping corpses already have spiritual intelligence, and old ghosts of Jiang Zheng's level can't escape their perception, and even the minions attached to the yin qi can hurt the soul body.
But the more this happened, the more interested and expected Wangu became in this palace.
"I don't know if there are any stronger bronze armored corpses." Wan Gu muttered and turned to leave, leaving only a headless corpse behind.
For the stronger bronze armored corpse, Wan Gu was both expecting and worried.
The expectation is because the higher the level of the zombie guarded, the more advanced the things inside, and the more likely it is to harvest good things.
The worry is that the jumping corpse has already made him feel pressure, and if the bronze armored corpse appears again, it is very likely that he will be in a Jedi.
You must know that he has the true qi of yin and yang, and the qi of the supreme yang is just to restrain the yin and evil things, he has already had an innate advantage, and he even has to use the sword qi comprehended from the 'six-vein divine sword' to retain the form, so that he can easily cut off the head of such a jumping corpse, it can be seen that jumping corpses is not simple, and stronger bronze armored corpses are obviously more difficult to deal with.
When he approached the place where many jumping corpses had gathered, he sensed the situation there, which was a complex of ancient buildings, and it was not an exaggeration to call it a palace.
And the place guarded by many jumping corpses is the entrance to the palace.
"This should be the palace that Jiang Zheng said."
As he spoke, Wangu quickened his pace and walked towards the palace.
Soon, he arrived at the entrance of the palace, where there was a plaque with the words 'Corpse Cave Mansion'.
"What a magnificent name!"
As he spoke, he looked at a vast ancient palace, and the light came from the oil lamps on the walls of the hall, and he didn't know what the lamp oil was made of, and Wan Gu felt that these oil lamps had never stopped since they were lit, as if they had been burning for thousands of years and tens of thousands of years, and they would never be extinguished.
Although the palace is large but empty, the walls around it are carved with all kinds of fierce demons and monsters, which is terrifying.
In front of the main hall is a huge stone chair, which is painted with inexplicable runes, and on the stone chair there is an ancient corpse wearing a black robe, and the strange thing is that his body has no trace of decay.
Next to the stone chair are two stone statues of ferocious beasts, and I don't know what kind of person carved them, they are so lifelike.
He even felt the bloodthirsty ferocity in it, as if the two fierce beasts would pounce on him at any moment and devour him.
"It's scary!" Wangu watched his surroundings vigilantly, and he felt that there seemed to be a deadly murder lurking here.
At this point, he didn't dare to be as leisurely as before, and he had to be vigilant about the fatal crisis that would arise at any time.
Wangu then entered the palace and looked around, revealing that there was nothing but huge stone chairs and statues.
"I hope there are good things in the other rooms." Wantu thought to himself.
Suddenly, the Dao robe ancient corpse on the stone chair moved, exhaling a breath of black air in his throat, and a strange red light flashed in his eyes.
He turned out to be alive!
Wan Gu was frightened, not afraid, but surprised.
At the same time, a fishy wind blew suddenly, blowing the lights on the walls and making people's faces ache.
The wind is blowing and blowing, the oil lamp is still bright, flickering bright and dark, and it is terrifying.
Suddenly.
He noticed that the light from the mysterious oil lamp was dyed a strange red, like a ball of burning blood.
And the black breath exhaled by the man in the Taoist robe on the stone chair was like ink, spreading rapidly.
Wan Gu just sucked a little, and he felt his head extremely heavy, which was obviously a sign that he was about to be poisoned.
Immediately, he hurriedly held his breath and condensed, hugged the dantian, no longer breathed the air from the outside world, and suddenly felt much clearer.
This is the only fetal breath technique that Wangu can know, and he can hold his breath.
At this time, the entire hall became ghostly, the corpse qi was pervasive, dim, but the blood-colored oil lamp was even more bright red, conjuring up all kinds of terrifying faces, which was fascinating.
"This state won't last long, it's better to get something as soon as possible and get out of here." Wangu didn't give up yet, thinking secretly.
At this moment, the Dao robe ancient corpse on the stone chair actually spoke.
"A bold fanatic, you dare to trespass on my corpse cave mansion."
The deep and heavy bass shook Wangu's eardrums.
As soon as the words fell, the ancient corpse actually stood up, and at the same time drew the saber on his body.
"How is it possible, you can actually speak!"
Seeing this, Wan Gu was shocked and stared at the ancient corpse of the Dao robe in front of him.
He knew the characteristics of zombies, and even if he advanced to the bronze armored corpse, he could only say some simple words.
But the ancient corpse in front of him said it so smoothly and so clearly.
That's a higher-level Golden Armor Corpse King, that is, only the Drought Devil can do it. If so, Wangu would surely die today.
Call~
Suddenly, a gust of wind struck, with a peculiar commotion.
"Huh? This... It's demonic! Could it be..."