After collecting for a while, Lin Xin simply said that it was enough, and walked to the side to meditate and practice. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Alright. Huang Piyuan's voice came from over there.

Several people got up and entered the stone room.

The floor of the stone chamber had been lit up with six purple runes like ringed flowers, all of which were connected together to form a rectangle.

A faint purple light reflected the entire stone chamber in purple.

Huang Piyuan motioned for a few people to stand on top of the purple rune array, and he himself followed suit, and began to quickly form a magic seal and activate the formation.

Lin Xin took a look at the contents of the rune array, most of which he knew, only a few of them were a little unfamiliar, and they seemed to be teleportation runes from other systems.

Airplanes!!

A slight vibration slowly came from beneath his feet.

Rumble!

The purple light was magnificent, and Lin Xin's eyes suddenly lit up.

In the blink of an eye, the stone chamber in front of him was replaced by a wide and huge black river.

They were standing on the black dirt on the bank of the river.

The touch of stepping on your feet is slimy, soft and lying on your stomach, as if stepping on thin mud.

Lin Xin moved his feet, and it was a little difficult to lift his feet with his strength, as if the soil under his feet was pulling him all the time, preventing him from getting off the ground.

"How do you feel like someone is pulling me?"

Murong Jun couldn't help but say loudly, she was also trying to lift her feet, but she was trapped so tightly that she couldn't move.

"I'll help you. ”

Zeng Zhuo stretched out his hand and began to pinch the law decision.

"Don't move yet!"

Yuanxia Mountain said in a low voice, quickly took out a small oil lamp, and lit up a little soybean-sized fire.

The pale yellow light of the fire lit up all around.

Everyone suddenly felt the pulling sensation under their feet disappear. The mud on the ground could faintly hear the sound of something burrowing deeper.

"This is the River of Resentful Souls, and the soil under our feet is called Attachment Soil, which is unique here. Every inch of dirt is the condensation of countless resentful spirits, who don't want the living to leave here and cherish their anger, so they pull us apart.

If you change to some monks with lower cultivation, just stepping on this muddy ground will be pulled and sunk in an instant, and you will never see the light of day. Yuanxia Mountain said solemnly.

"What happens if you are pulled down?"

Zeng Zhuo couldn't help but ask.

"After that, they were eroded into zombies, Yakshas, and so on. Without waiting for the Yuanxia Mountain people to reply, Lu Qiaoqiao, the Hudong fairy on the side, said coldly.

"Camel lanterns, are you well prepared?"

She glanced at the small brass-colored lamp in the hands of the Yuanxia Mountain people.

Lin Xinyan also looked at the small lamp.

The brass-colored lampholder is no different from ordinary oil lamps, the only difference is that the wick is blood-red, like the tongue of some living creature.

"Let's go, the place we explored, in the depths of the remnant tomb. The resentful spirits and zombies on the road all depend on the two great-brothers. ”

Yuan Xiashan politely smiled at Zeng Zhuo and the others.

"If it's all like that, it's not a big problem. ”

Zeng Zhuo's gaze suddenly fell to the right side of the riverbank.

Under the gray-black sky, the mist slowly filled, and several rotting human bodies dressed in monks' clothes were staggering towards everyone.

Through the light of the oil lamp, Lin Xin clearly saw that one of the zombies seemed to be a young female cultivator before her death, and half of her head was cut off at this time, leaving only one eye and half of her nose. The wound had rotted and whitened, and there were many small white and black maggots crawling.

In the distance, you can smell a strong stench wafting in the wind.

The other people, all of whom were male cultivators of different statures, some had no arms, some had empty stomachs, and half of their purple-black intestines were dragged outside.

"Be careful, this is a Soul Zombie, which is an ordinary type of necromancy, but the pollution on its body is extremely toxic, and it will explode when killed by ordinary means. ”

Zeng Zhuo was obviously experienced, and while shouting to everyone, he took a step forward, and in the blink of an eye, an orange and yellow paper talisman appeared in his hand and threw it forward.

"Broken Soul!"

He let out a low sigh.

The paper talisman suddenly burned in mid-air, turned into talisman fire, and suddenly divided into six, forming a rune fire ring, surrounding all the zombies and turning quickly.

Whoop!

All the runes were shot at the zombie like arrows, each one clinging to the zombie's body.

Burst!

In an instant, all the zombies spontaneously combusted, turning into humanoid torches, which collapsed and melted into ashes in a few clicks.

"Brother, you're moving too fast!" Murong Jun couldn't help but pull Zeng Zhuo.

Zeng Zhuo looked puzzled.

"Ugh...."

Murong Jun was helpless and directly transmitted the voice.

"You are in such a hurry to do it, others don't even know the power and difficulty of this unjust soul zombie, and you don't have a face-to-face feeling, how can you reflect your importance?"

"Is there such a statement?" Zeng Zhuo didn't have so many fancy intestines in his heart, and shook his head speechlessly.

"Okay, then these zombies will be responsible for Brother Zeng. The rest of them are on guard, how about it?" said Yuan Xiashan with a smile.

"Yes. Zeng Zhuo nodded.

The rest of Murong Jun and Lin Xin also responded.

Lu Qiaoqiao hummed lightly.

The five of them, led by the Yuanxia Mountain people, quickly moved along the river bank to the right.

After a while, he encountered three unjust zombies, all of which were solved by Zeng Zhuo.

Lin Xin tried it, and one of the zombies was stiff, even comparable to the defensive strength of thousands of attributes, which was about the same as that of a physical cultivation monk in the Yuanjing period. It's horrible.

But under a piece of paper that Zeng made, how much is coming, and it is all solved at once.

The team made their way through the road, and soon saw a black pier in front of them.

There were already several teams of people exploring the remnants waiting there.

"Pay attention to the convergence of the aura, hide the cultivation, we also have to wait here until the low tide node of the Resentful Soul River, when the death wind of the underworld is much weaker. ”

Yuan Xiashan whispered to everyone, and after he finished speaking, he was the first to take the lead and walk to the front.

Hudong Fairy Lu Qiaoqiao followed.

Lin Xin followed behind, and Zeng Zhuo Murong Jun's brother and sister walked last, and they all quickly gathered their breath.

The pier is made up of small black wooden stakes, forming a cube that stands in the River of Resentful Spirits. I don't know what kind of material it is, there are traces of decay in many places, revealing the miserable white inside.

In addition to Lin Xin and his party, there were also two teams of monks who were also waiting on the edge of the dock.

Because there is a strange fog barrier in the dark, everyone can't see each other very clearly.

Lin Xin's five senses were strong, but he could clearly see that in one of the teams, several people were still carrying sacks like human bodies on their shoulders.

Obviously, as monks, they have space equipment such as storage bags, but these people still carry things instead of putting them in equipment to hide.

And they also chose to use inferior materials such as sacks.

"It's someone from the Soul Sect! Be careful, don't cause trouble. The people of Yuanxia Mountain suddenly whispered.

Lin Xin has heard of this sect, and it seems that it is also a huge sect power that spans many worlds, just like Bihu Mountain. It's just that their actions are far less domineering and bright than Bihu Mountain, they are more hidden in the shadows, mysterious and secretive.

Several people tried their best to restrain their breath, standing on the dock and waiting, and the other two teams were also silent and unusually quiet.

Time passed slowly, and after a while, two more teams came in succession, both standing quietly in the back, waiting for the opportunity.

I don't know how long it took.

"It's coming!"

Hudong Fairy Lu Qiaoqiao suddenly spoke.

Everyone saw that on the surface of the resentful river in front of them, a dense and large number of tentacles suddenly rushed out.

Whoop!!

Countless tentacles rose into the sky, twisting like black ropes, quickly tangling into a mass at a height of thousands of meters. Forming a ball of flesh.

The flesh mass formed became larger and larger, from a diameter of more than ten meters at the beginning, and soon expanded to more than twenty meters, like a large ball of thread, suspended in the air, connecting countless black silk threads on the surface of the river.

"Crossing the river and wishing for the sun..... Xin Bu Juexi...."

The team of the Soul Sect suddenly let out bursts of chanting, as if singing some strange and gloomy ballad, and a group of people soared into the air, shooting towards the river, and soon disappeared into the gap between the countless tentacles.

Between the numerous tentacles, each of them is about two or three meters wide in diameter, enough for people to pass through.

After the Soul Sect team took the lead, another team immediately rose into the air and shot into the sky above the Resentful Soul River.

"Let's go, too. ”

Yuanxia Mountain people said.

Everyone nodded, and they rose into the air one after another, shooting into the gap between the tentacles.

The people of Yuanxia Mountain are holding yellow sand clouds under their feet, and the camel yuan lamp in their hands continues to release a faint yellow light, which is not affected by the air flow even in high-speed flight. A soft halo enveloped the five people, constantly conveying a hint of warmth.

Lu Qiaoqiao stepped on a white giant sword under his feet, his aura around his body was sharp and sharp, his skirt flew back, and the whole person was like a sharp sword, piercing the oncoming wind.

Zeng Zuo's brother and sister each released a cloud of purple-black aura, supporting the two of them to follow quickly, and the purple-black aura also seemed to be absorbing the black mist that permeated the surroundings. Apparently some kind of special feminine instrument.

Lin Xin retracted his gaze and looked at the tentacles in front of him.

Under his feet, the pure white auspicious clouds of the Xuanmen Gate were driving at his feet, isolating the erosive black fog that was trying to pounce around him.

Below is the surface of the blackwater river that sweeps back at high speed, and the tentacles are like forests, torn straight and constantly brushing by.

The five of them turned around, constantly moving forward in the gap.

Soon, several people felt that the oncoming wind began to get colder and colder.

Babbling.... Babbling....

Bursts of sounds that seemed meaningless came with the wind, like a howling wind, and like someone was singing an opera-like tune.

The voice drilled into his ears, ignoring the aura of protecting the body, which made Lin Xin's heart faintly irritable.

He glanced at the rest.

Yuanxia Mountain's face trembled slightly, obviously he was also resisting.

Hudong Fairy Lu Qiaoqiao had a milky white aura around him, and he was also emitting a subtle vibrato, as if he was using a special method to counteract this soul sound.

Zeng was the two siblings who were the simplest, and the two of them held a gold-patterned paper talisman in one hand, completely ignoring the soul sound.

"This is the sound of the dead wind, the rumored soul conjuring sound in the mortal world is to say this and this, which can shake people's souls and make life unsolid. Zeng Zuo saw that Lin Xin had no means to deal with it, so he hurriedly spread the word.

"This one gives you one, just pinch it. He handed the same piece of gold-veined paper to Lin Xin.

"Thank you. Lin Xin didn't shirk it, took the paper talisman, and saw that the gold pattern symbol on it was slightly golden, and the irritability in his heart suddenly disappeared.

"When we are away from home, we and other Terran monks should support each other and help each other. Zeng laughed. (To be continued.) )