Chapter 259

With such a powerful impact energy, even Shen Miao didn't have that strength at all, let alone pull out the person inside the skull. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ignoring Wan Tingjun in the dark skull, Shen Yu's eyes swept away, and his gaze fell on Qin Du and the others who had already entered the Ghost Valley, and suddenly his eyes became extremely red, as if blood could drip out of his eyes at any time.

"Ah, the blood of the living, I have longed for a long time...... Contribute to me!"

A terrible cry from the gods shook everyone's hearts like a thunderbolt.

Taniguchi, Dream Fairy led the sage of the Deadly Mountain Villa to block Ghost Dance and the others, making them unable to advance an inch.

"Damn, how did I hear someone want to drink blood, Oni Dance, there really is a lost artifact in this?"

Lei Potian and the others also heard the voice of the gods, and they couldn't help but beat the drum in their hearts, and began to wonder if there were any legendary artifacts in this ghost valley.

"Hmph, the artifact should come out, it has always been the same, if you don't believe it, you will leave!"

Oni Mai's tone was cold, as if she was convinced of the existence of artifacts and magic weapons in the valley.

Hearing that these demon monks were trying to get a virtual artifact, the dream fairy couldn't help but be furious: "The fierce devil Buddha was born, and he hasn't woken up yet, and he still thinks about the illusory artifact, and you have become a cultivator in vain!"

The succubus laughed, "The ghost Buddha was born, what does it have to do with me?"

The dream fairy was furious, the magic weapon in his hand flew and flew, and reprimanded: "What does a good one have to do with you, how can there be eggs under the nest, when the ghosts and Buddhas are raging, it must be the death period of the world's people, and you are all in the catastrophe!"

Hearing this, Lei Potian in the battle was suspicious and asked: "You said that the ghost Buddha was born, what is the matter, let me say a thing or two!"

As soon as Lei Potian spoke, before the dream fairy could speak, he heard the succubus laugh wildly: "The righteous path is full of sanctimonious people, Lei Potian, you don't want to be fooled!"

The dream fairy originally wanted to be righteous, hoping to seal the ghost Buddha with them and eliminate the calamity, but who knew that this succubus was mad and didn't care about the lives of others, and immediately reprimanded: "You evil cultivator, damn it!"

For a while, the battle was even more difficult to solve, and the sprouts that could have been eased disappeared.

Wan Tingjun, who was in the dark skull, at this time, a strange light was emerging from the Qingxiao shield beside him, and the trace of underworld aura around him was converging towards the shield aura blade.

And at the end of the shield aura blade, there was a point of light slowly condensing, and it was a golden skull the size of a thumb, this golden skull was the same as the huge dark skull outside, but it was countless times smaller.

With the condensation of the golden skull, the chaotic illusion in which Wan Tingjun was located gradually changed, with his body as the dividing line, the spiritual power on the left side gradually turned into a pleasant green, revealing infinite vitality, while the spiritual power on the right side slowly transformed into a deadly gray-brown color. The spiritual power of the same origin on both sides gradually became clear.

Taniguchi, among the warbands.

Gongzi Yu, who was in the battle group, glanced behind him and saw a naked Arhat with a blood-colored Zen staff all over his body killing all over there, and his heart suddenly moved, and he said in a deep voice: "Senior Sister Meng, there is danger over there of Zen Master Qindu, I think it's better for us to go over and support!"

Hearing Gongzi Yu's words, the dream fairy looked at the rear while struggling to resist, and sure enough, he saw that although the people of Qindu were numerous, they only had the kung fu to parry when facing a naked Arhat.

Thinking of sealing the ghost Buddha, the dream fairy only hesitated slightly, then withdrew from the battle group, greeted him, and flew in the direction of Qin Du and the others.

Gongzi Yu's expression was grim, and he said to the demon monks: "You'd better settle down, if you ruin our big thing of subduing demons, you will definitely let you and others break your bones and scatter ashes!" After speaking, he also flew quickly in the direction of Qin Du and the others.

"Haha~~ God help me wait, follow me to the ruins of Mingwang Temple to hunt for treasure!"

As soon as the ghost dance saw that there was no obstacle in the road ahead, he greeted him and took the lead in flying towards the depths of the ghost valley.

All the demon monks came this time to find the lost artifact, and as for what ghosts and Buddhas were born and harmed the common people, they didn't care at all.

Only Lei Potian, the giant thunder city lord who seemed to have developed limbs and a simple mind but had a lot of thoughts, seemed to see some clues, but it was not easy to ask face-to-face, so he followed everyone and flew towards the depths of the ghost valley.

However, what they didn't pay attention to was that for the sake of the artifact, the people who were rushing to the ruins of the Mingwang Temple were not only these demonic monks, but also many of them who were mixed with the righteous sect, trying to get their hands on the so-called artifact.

"Hahaha! Human blood! Living human blood! Today, my ghosts, Buddhas, and gods want to kill the whole world, and the blood flows like a river, and I want to create a bloody road through the gods!"

The sound of the gods reverberated in the sky, shocking everyone's hearts.

Many demonic cultivators, along with those righteous monks with bad intentions, avoided the battlefield far away, bypassing them and heading straight for the depths of the Ghost Valley.

With no obstacles left behind, the men soon made their way to the Dark Skull. At this time, there were nearly a hundred or so monks who secretly bypassed the frontal battlefield and appeared near the dark skull, and they all had their own thoughts at the moment, and all of them looked at the huge skull full of dark aura not far in front of them with doubtful eyes.

Although everyone longed to get a legendary artifact, they didn't dare to rush forward, just the billowing black gas around the skull made them nervous, and the monk's sense was very keen.

Most of them felt that a great horror was hidden in them, and what they were doing right now was just watching, hoping that there would be an opportunity to reveal it.

"Look, there's someone in there!" Someone suddenly exclaimed, obviously seeing Wan Tingjun deep in the skull.

"What's going on, how could anyone be in this horrible skull?"

"Where the hell is the lost artifact?"

When everyone saw the figure faintly visible in the skull, they were all surprised, they were all cultivators, and they could completely feel the powerful power of this dark skull, and they even had the illusion that if this dark skull really moved, it could completely kill everyone present.

"Ghost Dance, what's going on?"

The more Lei Potian looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong, there was a terrifying aura everywhere, as a golden light master, he could deeply feel the fear in his heart, which seemed to be not controlled by his own emotions, it was an instinctive reaction of the human body, he knew that to be able to make the golden light master's body have such a reaction, it must be a great terror in the world.

"Hmph! If you want to get the artifact, you have to pay the price!"

Ghost Dance seemed to know exactly what everyone was thinking, and at the moment he was floating towards the huge dark skull without hesitation, and at this time, his empty and godless eyes looked particularly hideous and terrifying, as if they were of the same origin as the soul light flickering in the dark skull, from the distant dark and cold and cruel hell nether.

Many people are watching at the moment, carefully preserving their strength, so that if there is really an artifact, there will be a chance to fight hard at that time.

So no one wants to come forward and test it right now.

At this time, among the dark skulls, the spiritual power on both sides of Wan Tingjun's body is even more distinct, the left side is already very pleasing to the eye, making people feel refreshed at a glance, and the right side is the dark dead ash There is no trace of life at all, as if it has been an uninhabited place of death since the beginning of the ancient reincarnation, and the breath of death revealed in it can be deeply felt by everyone present.

And the golden skeleton at the end of the Qingxiao Shield Aura is more condensed and more substantial, giving people an illusion, that is, as if in the next moment, this golden skull will give birth to life, and then grow into an invincible terrifying demon king.

All of a sudden, the entire front of the ruins of Myeongwang Temple fell into an unprecedented silence.

Only the wind around is gusting, and the ghosts are roaring.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd tentatively said, "Could this black skull be a lost artifact?"

Things in the world are often like this, when people's hearts acquiesce to the reason for the existence of a thing, they will search for evidence that can prove this so-called reason, to complete this so-called cause and effect, without thinking about whether such cause and effect is really correct.

But the truth is often disappointing.

But at this time, everyone present simply put all their thoughts on the artifact, and the fire of desire in their hearts was already burning, how could they have the heart to think about these things again.

So, when this man said this, everyone immediately concluded that judgment.

The figure that almost fused with the dark skull was refining this birth artifact!

For a while, everyone was ready to move.

"He must not be allowed to snatch the artifact!"

At this time, everyone's hearts were full of such thoughts, and before they knew it, everyone walked up to the dark skull.

The two eye sockets of the dark skull were huge, and at this time, they looked like two open doors, and the eyes were shining with a strong soul light, as if they were calling them to go in and fight the mysterious man for control of the artifact.

Oni Dance floated in front of the skull, but after a slight hesitation, it swayed and sank into the eye socket on the left side of the skull.

"Don't make a move at this time? Do you want to sit back and watch the artifact fall into the hands of others?"

As soon as Oni Dance entered the skull, he shouted loudly.

"Haha, how can you sit idly by!" shouted the succubus who was following Oni Dance, and then chased after him.