Chapter Eighty-Five: This Time to Kill
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In the yin dark tomb, the ghost is full of energy, an extremely oppressive aura, constantly enveloping the entire tomb, and occasionally, there is a little yin sen's terrifying howl, coming from the depths of the tomb.
This kind of ghost thing called "Yin Spirit" has quite harsh conditions for formation, and only in the underground of Yin to the Evil Spirit, there is a certain chance of formation, however, this tomb of the Martial King has existed for many years, and it is not surprising that such a ghost thing can be formed.
This kind of ghost thing, although the strength is only similar to that of ordinary martial arts, but it appears in groups, once the number exceeds dozens, even if we encounter them head-on, I am afraid that the end will be quite miserable.
A trace of worry flashed in the beautiful eyes of the Linghua Fairy: "It is precisely because of this that this Martial King Tomb is also inaccessible, it is the peak of the ordinary Nine-Star Martial Sect, if you want to enter it to get some benefits, you must also weigh whether you have enough strength." ā
"Mad Brother...... Be careful. The old man on the side had a solemn face: "On the Black Horn Great Plain, although our three major forces are respected, we have to deny that in the Black Horn Great Plain, there are still some strong people that we can't control......
Speaking of this, a gleam flashed in the eyes of the old man Bailian: "Don't forget, at the last Black Seal Auction House, the mysterious black-robed man who took that thing away. ā
"The black-robed man ......"
The mad lord's face flickered, and after a while, he said in a deep voice: "Originally, I took that thing away to deal with the beast in the tomb of the Martial King, but I didn't expect it to be a change, the mysterious black-robed man, everyone has news." ā
"Hehe, a strong martial artist, he was able to enter the Black Horn Great Plains without knowing it, and the problem has already been explained. The old man sighed deeply, and then said slowly: "Crazy brother, this time I entered, I was always uneasy in my heart, for some reason, I always felt that in the depths of this Martial King Tomb, there would be something that we couldn't compete with. ā
The worry on the face of the old man Bailian was even stronger, and he looked at the deep entrance in front of him, and after a while, he hesitated: "In my opinion, it is better for us not to enter it." ā
The old man of Bailian was kind, but he didn't expect that after he said this, the mad lord's face instantly became ugly, and even his body trembled slightly.
"Hmph, a hundred refining old ghosts, is it possible, you want to swallow the treasures in this tomb alone. The mad lord sneered: "I have paid too much for this Martial King Tomb, hehe, the old ghost of Bailian, no matter what, I will not give up." There was a hint of madness in the eyes of the mad lord, and he suddenly laughed and said: "Even if there is something powerful in this, my mad lord is the one who can be slaughtered by others." ā
"My life, not my fate. The mad lord said coldly: "Hundred refining old ghosts, if you want to quit, you can do whatever you want, but if I get the benefits in this cave, I won't give you half a point, you can think about this clearly." ā
"That's fine. The old man sighed, and after a long time, he said slowly: "Crazy brother, you and I have been friends for decades, and you should also know a thing or two about my personality, since I said this, it is by no means untargeted......
The mad lord sneered and stopped answering, and after a while, the old man of Bailian said slowly: "My old man, I will accompany you on a journey." ā
"There's something in it that makes me feel a little palpitating. The Spirit Flower Fairy spoke: "Elder Bailian is right, the ferocity of this breath, even if it is as strong as the three of you and me, if you meet it one-on-one, it will only end in destruction." ā
"I'm going anyway. ā
The mad lord gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "My son has died on the Great Plains of Black Horn...... For the inheritance of the martial king this time, hum, these people who participated in the inheritance with him will be buried for him. ā
Hearing the mad lord's almost crazy words, the Spirit Flower Fairy and the Hundred Refining Elders also sighed, at this moment, they finally understood why the mad lord, who had always been wise, would make such an unwise decision.
The Feng family behind Fengchenxiao, the Hong family behind Hong Lie, the peak powerhouse in the family, is not weaker than himself and others, with the current strength of the mad master, it is impossible to let the two young people with the most outstanding talent in these two families be buried by the mad dragon.
Therefore, in order to do this, there is only one way for the mad lord to go.
Entering the tomb of the Martial King and obtaining the inheritance of the Martial King, only in this way can his strength be greatly improved in a short period of time, and when the time comes, even the Hong family, the few old immortals behind the Feng family, will definitely not be able to resist the revenge of the mad lord.
After figuring out the sword, the two of them sighed secretly in their hearts at the same time, people who go crazy are not terrible, what is terrible is that people who have always been wise go crazy.
And the current mad lord is in this state, which can almost be called a mad demon.
"Get in. ā
The mad lord sneered, his body moved, changed into a streamer, and swept directly towards the dark depths ahead, around him, the space was drumming, faintly, and a violent aura spread out.
At this moment, the mad lord has already spread out the realm, although now he has fallen into an almost paranoid realm, however, this does not mean that he will become stupid, on the contrary, the highly concentrated Jing power has made him more alert.
In the tomb of the Martial King, there are many dangers, even if his strength has reached the peak of the Eight-Star Martial Sect, in it, he has to be careful to walk on thin ice, as long as he is not careful, he will fall into a situation from which he will never recover.
"Spirit Flower Fairy, let's go too. ā
Seeing the mad lord's figure disappear at the entrance of the cave, Elder Bailian breathed a sigh of relief, and after a long time, he smiled bitterly: "The mad lord's current state is not very good......
"Hehe, whoever dies will not be much better off his son's temper. The Spirit Flower Fairy smiled faintly and said, "The Mad Lion Mercenary Group has no heir, so it stands to reason that I should be happy, but the current state of the Mad Lord makes me a little worried." ā
Ye Han smiled bitterly on the face of the Spirit Flower Fairy: "A crazy martial arts powerhouse, once he has power, who knows what he will do." ā
The current mad lord is already like crazy, and in his current state, no one will be surprised if he does something crazy.
"Let's go, let's go, in this cave, although there are many dangers, but, with the strength of the three of us, as long as it is not those half-step Martial Kings, quasi-Martial King realm powerhouses appear, in this Martial King Tomb, it should still be able to run rampant. ā
The two of them looked at each other, and then, their figures floated in the air at the same time, heading towards the entrance.
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"The Black Horn Great Plains really deserves to be a third-order forbidden land...... This endless little trouble is really a bit of a headache. ā
A flash of red light in Xiao Yu's eyes was fleeting, and on the blood sword in his hand, there was also a little strange red light flowing by, and in front of him, a thunder and lightning leopard had been pierced through the heart.
Ben Thunder and Lightning Leopard, a fifth-level peak Xuan Beast, the speed is like lightning, under the sneak attack, even the ordinary nine-star martial spirit peak, has to suffer some trouble.
Just now, if it weren't for Xiao Yu's astonishing perception, this sneak attack by the Thunder Leopard would have been able to cause the Lingyun mercenary group to lose one person......
Xiao Yu looked at Qingling, who was bandaging the wound in front of him, and asked softly, "It's okay." ā
"A little injury, not to the point. Qingling's gaze was a little evasive, and after a while, Fang slowly sighed: "How long is it before we can leave the Black Horn Great Plains." ā
"Thirty miles away. Sun Han on the side sighed: "From the inner perimeter to the core, only 10,000 meters away, we have suffered no less than ten attacks, and there is almost no absolute safety place in the core of this Black Horn Great Plain. ā
"Brother Sun, since it is a forbidden place, it naturally has its dangers, if it is really safe, naturally there will be no mercenaries. Xiao Yu said with a smile, but, in his heart, he also raised a hint of jing, from the inner perimeter to the core, the strength of the mysterious beasts that appeared in the Black Horn Great Plains was already getting stronger and stronger, and there was only 30,000 meters away from walking out of the Black Horn Great Plains, but it was under these 30,000 meters of land, I don't know how many strong bones were buried.
"Be careful, after these 30,000 meters, the remaining two forbidden places, although they are also in danger, but compared to the Black Point Great Plains, they are always easier. Xiao Yu smiled faintly, and immediately, Jing's divine power turned into an invisible giant net, which quickly spread, enveloping a radius of thousands of kilometers.
Within a kilometer, the wind and grass could not hide his perception.
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The tomb of King Wu.
At this moment, whether it is the mad master, the spirit flower fairy, or the old man, at this moment, they have all fallen into a state of sluggishness, and their eyes are full of surprise, looking at everything in front of them in disbelief.
A huge stone monster with a face, like a giant pillar of optimus, stood between heaven and earth, and the blazing lava continued to flow, dissolve, and solidify on its body, and between this dissolution and solidification, there was a powerful breath that burst out from its body.
"Sixth-level pinnacle. The three blurted out almost in unison.
And what surprised them even more was that this powerful behemoth beast was extremely docile at this moment, and above its shoulder, a young man in black robe smiled faintly.
Although his smile was very sunny, in the eyes of the three of them, there was a feeling of horror: "Hehe, we met again, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Wu Qing, from ......"
Speaking of this, Wu Qing's smile seemed to have become a little shy again: "I'm from the Yan Hell Ghost Palace, and I'm here this time...... Homicide. ā