Chapter 210: Go deeper

readx;? When Ling Xiaoye heard this, he hurriedly put out a trace of divine thought, and contacted Agula in the Qiankun bag: "Senior, what is the magic crystal?"

"The magic crystal is the crystal nucleus condensed by some powerful races of the demon race, but this thing you threw in is not only like a magic crystal, but not very similar!"

"What do you mean by that?"

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"It should be said that this magic crystal is a transformed thing, and it has both the power of the magic crystal and other powers in it. ā€

"What power?"

"Hades!"

"What!"

When Ling Xiaoye heard the word Hades, he was instantly surprised.

"Don't you believe it, when you practiced the Netherworld Exercises with the White Giant Ape before, that gray gas was similar to the power contained in this magic crystal. ā€

"I see!"

Ling Xiaoye heard Agugula's explanation and understood a lot.

Just as he continued to talk to Agugula and them with his divine thoughts, those disciples came back and said loudly to Ling Xiaoye, "Master, Master, wake up!"

Ling Xiaoye opened his eyes, stopped communicating with Agula and their divine thoughts, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Master, just now we were fighting those zombies, and suddenly they shattered, as if you had broken them with a magic circle. ā€

Hearing a disciple talk about this strange situation, Ling Xiaoye stood up and probed with his divine thoughts, this area was really just as the disciple said, those zombie soldiers had turned into a pile of rotten bones and scattered all over the ground.

At this time, Ling Xiaoye realized that just now after he threw the magic crystal mixed with the power of the underworld into the Qiankun bag, these zombie soldiers were shattered.

In other words, this magic crystal is the source of the strength of the zombie soldiers here!

Just like Ling Xiaoye cast a spell to control the white bones, the effect of this magic crystal is the same as Ling Xiaoye's spell!

It's a treasure that has been picked up!

Ling Xiaoye was secretly happy in his heart, but he still took out the magic crystal. Sure enough, as soon as he took it out, this fist-sized thing began to automatically emit a black aura.

Then, the white bones that had been shattered nearby were put back together, and they staggered towards the magic crystal. Ling Xiaoye took back the magic crystal again, and these white bones shattered with a bang.

I did it twice, and the result was the same, which made Ling Xiaoye even more sure of his idea of picking up the treasure.

For people who don't know how to summon corpses, this magic crystal can be used for alchemy and the like at most. But Ling Xiaoye was different, if he didn't guess wrong, the power of the underworld contained in this magic crystal could control those white bones!

Of course, the premise is that Ling Xiaoye has refined this magic crystal and turned it into a treasure of his own, then he can cast a corpse summoning spell as he wants, plus his own strength, the two powerful forces are combined, that wonderful scene makes Ling Xiaoye almost laugh out loud.

However, now Ling Xiaoye still took out the magic crystal and let the zombie soldiers put it together for the disciples to practice, and then refine this magic crystal, it would be good.

Su Mengyu was also curious, but when she saw that this magic crystal had almost the same effect as Ling Xiaoye's underworld exercises, she didn't want to be contaminated, so she didn't have any other thoughts.

And just like that, they spent another ten days here.

Seeing that those disciples of the Pulse Seal Realm were fighting hard, and their cultivation was also improved, Ling Xiaoye decided to move deeper.

This time, no one objected. So, the group quickly advanced another two miles. However, to Ling Xiaoye's surprise, there were fewer and fewer deadlocked soldiers, but instead, a forest that had been extremely decayed.

In the darkness, Ling Xiaoye found that this forest was shrouded in black qi. Strangely, these trees are not completely rotten, but just constantly flowing with sticky water, which is extremely uncomfortable to look at.

The range of the forest is not large, only more than 100 zhang long, and then its overall shape is like a circle, which encloses the center of the mausoleum.

What surprised Ling Xiaoye the most was that almost everywhere in this forest, there was a magic circle.

However, taking this opportunity, Ling Xiaoye explained the basic knowledge of magic circles while cracking these magic circles. Even Su Mengyu listened to it with relish.

Of course, among these magic circles, there are also many trap formations.

Under Ling Xiaoye's instructions, He An was about to go alone to unlock the magic circle in front of him, but he accidentally touched the prohibition, and a hidden arrow rain array was activated.

Ling Xiaoye hurriedly pulled out his twin swords and cast the White Dragon Talisman Duel, desperately blocking most of the arrow rain, coupled with Su Mengyu's unique shield, so that these disciples were saved from annihilation.

Ling Xiaoye didn't blame anyone, but blamed himself, blamed himself for not teaching these disciples well. After hearing this, all the disciples also felt ashamed, and could only silently study the knowledge of the magic circle.

Ling did not distrust his disciples because of their mistakes, on the contrary, he continued to let his disciples crack these magic circles.

Almost every time you cross a distance of one or two zhang, there is a magic circle. Some disciples wanted to fly over this forest with their junior disciples on their backs, but Ling Xiaoye said with a smile: If you want to be burned to ashes, then you can try.

In this way, all the disciples had to obediently listen to Ling Xiaoye's words, slowly learn the magic circle, and carefully unlock the ban on the magic circle.

However, no matter how cautious these disciples were, they would still touch some hidden magic circles.

Fortunately, Ling Xiaoye was always ready to minimize the damage caused by these hidden magic arrays.

It took more than ten days to learn the magic circle and crack the magic circle, and the twenty-two of them walked out of the distance of seventy or eighty zhang. However, in the past ten days, he has suffered a total of more than a dozen different magic arrays, such as the Rolling Stone Formation, the Fierce Fire Array, and the Cold Ice Array.

For the disciples, these are tantamount to roadblocks, and they can only be avoided from afar. But for Ling Xiaoye, this was simply a great opportunity, allowing him to see so many magic circles at once in less than half a month.

Although it is not necessary to learn how to arrange these magic arrays, for a formation mage, he is not only able to lay out the formation, but more importantly, to learn to break the formation. Breaking and then standing, it is often to know the flaws of these magic circles, and in turn to deduce how to arrange this magic circle, this is the fun of a formation mage.

Ling Xiaoye, a person who had been in contact with the magic circle since he was a child, must be very sensitive to this kind of thing, and he was also very willing to participate in comprehension and deduction.

All of a sudden, Ling Xiaoye also joined the team that broke the formation, and it didn't take two days to crack all the magic formations in the back twenty or thirty zhang in one go.

This made Su Mengyu surprised again and again along the way, and it was also infected to those Qinglanmen disciples, and they really admired Ling Xiaoye's speed of breaking the formation.

After Ling Xiaoye walked out of this magic circle forest, he asked these people to stop complimenting and said seriously: "This is nothing to show off, you can also reach my level, as long as you work hard!"

Before the disciples could cheer in response, he continued, "Now, we should enter the interior of this mausoleum, the situation may be more dangerous than before, you can be careful. ā€

With that, Ling Xiaoye took his head and walked inside.

In front of them, it was still pitch black, but through night vision, they could still see the situation a few feet away.

There's an empty city ahead!

Disciples of Qinglan Sect, someone has followed Ling Xiaoye to the Treasure Hall and seen that place, the ruins and wreckage all over the ground are also empty cities, but they are empty cities that have been abandoned for a long time.

But here is the opposite, there is no walled city, the tall and low houses are scattered, the streets are clean, the ponds are clear, and even the tables of the roadside stalls have a few pairs of dishes and chopsticks. If there are still people coming and going in it, then it can be said that this is a lively and beautiful city.

It's a pity that this empty city is completely shrouded in darkness, and there is no one in it, which looks quite infiltrating.

Ling Xiaoye didn't care about so much, so he walked inside, although the disciples were a little hairy in their hearts, but with the head of the house leading the way, they were not afraid, and immediately kept up with Ling Xiaoye's pace.

Su Mengyu was the last to move, it was nothing, she didn't have to wait for Ling Xiaoye to say, she knew that Ling Xiaoye would definitely call her the queen of the palace.

These people have been walking for a stick of incense in this empty city for a long time, and nothing has happened. So their hanging hearts also began to settle down.

Ling Xiaoye hadn't gone far before he suddenly raised his left hand and motioned for everyone to stop: "Don't move!"

The sudden stop made all the disciples' hearts that had just settled down start beating wildly again!

Su Mengyu also came to Ling Xiaoye's side from the back of the team and asked, "Have you also found something strange in it?"

"Well, that's right. In front of us, on the left, there are two strange breaths, and on the right, there are three. You deal with the left, I deal with the right!"

Ling Xiaoye made a decision immediately and assigned the task. As soon as he finished speaking, he used the Phantom Feather Divine Movement, his body teleported to the vicinity of the three strange auras, took out his dual swords, and shot out three or four general sword qi in a row, beating the uninhabited house that looked sturdy to pieces.

As a result, the three auras disappeared, which made Ling Xiaoye very puzzled, as long as he used his divine thoughts to investigate, there was still nothing new to discover.

At this time, Su Mengyu's side was the same, as soon as he got closer, his breath disappeared.

When the two returned to their disciples, Ling Xiaoye smelled: "Some time ago, you said something dead, we haven't found out. Those few strange breaths just now, could it be the dead man you are talking about?"

"I haven't really seen the words of the dead soldiers, and I heard the master say that they are like puppets or dried corpses. ā€

Su Mengyu held her mouth, obviously feeling unclear about the breath just now, and when Ling Xiaoye asked her like this, she had to answer truthfully.

"Why don't I pull out that black thing and see what kind of reaction it makes. ā€

"Don't mess around!"

Su Mengyu's face changed, and she didn't want Ling Xiaoye to do this.