Ling Zheng, who was held in Zhao Yanran's hand, only felt that the surroundings were dark at first, and then brightened.

In front of him seems to be a large-scale stone palace group, the style is simple and atmospheric, at a glance, the tall stone halls are arranged according to some strange pattern, and the release person is very extraordinary.

"The owner of this mausoleum is so generous. The white-haired spirit demon glanced around and exclaimed softly, "The price to pay to maintain such a small world for eternity is really unimaginable. ”

"If it's not big, it's not worth letting me come at all. The Wind Moon Witch turned her head and showed a bewitching smile towards the white-haired Spirit Demon: "Spirit Demon, thanks to you this time." ”

The white-haired spirit demon was like a spring breeze, looking at the Fengyue Witch in front of him who had been in love for a long time, and laughed softly: "It's good that the palace master is happy." ”

When Ling Zheng heard this, he secretly slandered in his heart: he was an old man who was hundreds of years old, and he pretended to be young and young, trying his best to please this old witch. This taste is really fucking high!

After that, plus Ling Zheng, who had turned into a machete, a group of six people slowly walked to a stone hall at the front of the palace complex. The door of this stone hall is closed, and there are five circular stone platforms at the door, and the light is strong and weak, and it seems that it seems to be carved with some kind of formation.

"If you want to enter this mausoleum, you must first break the formation on the periphery of this mausoleum. The white-haired spirit demon said softly, "And the five eyes of this formation are in the place where these five teleportation array platforms are pointing. Therefore, what we have to do is to enter each of them and break the eyes of the array. ”

"The owner of this mausoleum is not a formation mage, so the arrangement of this mausoleum protection formation is very simple. The white-haired spirit demon pointed to the five stone platforms in front of him and said, "These five arrays, according to the strength of the light, can know whether the place they are pointing to is dangerous or not. The one with the strongest light is naturally the palace master entering. ”

The Wind Moon Witch nodded, without any hesitation, and stepped directly onto the formation with the strongest light. The blue light flashed, and the figure of the Wind Moon Witch disappeared.

When the white-haired spirit demon saw the Fengyue Witch enter the formation, a meaningful smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and then said: "I'll break that array eye, and the remaining three array eyes are all about the same, and the three of you will decide for yourself." ”

As he spoke, the white-haired spirit demon also stepped onto a formation platform, and his figure also disappeared.

Zhao Yanran, who had changed into Han Chengyuan, didn't say a word, and strode towards a formation platform with Ling Zheng, who had turned into a machete in her hand.

The feet were soft at first, and then Zhao Yanran appeared in a somewhat narrow passage. The passage was barely ten feet high, four or five feet wide, and it was so dark that it was impossible to see what lay ahead.

In the midst of the surging demonic energy, Ling Zheng regained his true face, looked at Zhao Yanran helplessly, and sighed: "Senior sister, you really followed the old witch in." ”

Zhao Yanran also regained her true face, and said with a smile: "What, regret it?"

"Regret useful?"

Ling Zheng sighed lightly again and said, "Then what are we going to do now?"

"Of course, according to what the white-haired spirit demon said, break the formation eye, otherwise we won't be able to get out. ”

In the dark, Zhao Yanran's big smart eyes stared at Ling Zheng. Because the width of this pitch-black passage was insufficient, even if the two of them were sideways, there was only less than two feet between them. Ling Zheng's sense of smell was extremely sensitive, and he could clearly smell the charming virgin fragrance emanating from Zhao Yanran's body, and remembered the beautiful scene that she had held on her chest before, her face was feverish, and her nose was hot for a while.

"Senior brother, let's make a few first-order talisman illuminations first. ”

Zhao Yanran's voice interrupted Ling Zheng's reverie, Ling Zheng secretly scolded himself for being lewd, and his hands were not slow, and he threw out several fireball talismans one after another.

The suspended fireball instantly made the narrow passage extremely transparent, and Ling Zheng inadvertently glanced towards the depths of the passage, as if he saw two points of turquoise light.

"Huh?"

Ling Zheng was a little puzzled, and controlled a fireball to fly towards the depths of the passage, but he didn't expect that the fireball only flew forward less than ten zhang before it suddenly disappeared, as if it had been swallowed by something.

Ling Zheng glanced at Zhao Yanran, and saw that her face was also puzzled, knowing that she had also seen this scene.

The two looked at each other and walked side by side rather cautiously.

However, after not taking a few steps forward, the few fireballs that Ling Zheng shot out gradually dimmed. Aware of this anomaly, he reached out and pressed against the stone wall of the passage, only to touch it slightly, and then retracted his hand.

"Senior sister, be careful, this stone wall seems to be able to slowly absorb spiritual power. ”

Zhao Yanran was also stunned, and after tentatively reaching out and touching the stone wall, her face changed sharply, and she retracted her palm like an electric shock.

"Cheng dù, who absorbs the power of this stone wall, seems to be the higher the cultivation, the more powerful the absorption. Zhao Yanran raised her little hand that was a little trembling, and said with vigilance: "Just touched it, and my true yuan lost two percent." ”

Hearing this, Ling Zheng frowned, and was about to speak, when he heard an extremely slight sound of footsteps.

"Senior sister, did you hear any sounds?" Ling Zheng said, summoning the two spirit weapons in his body, the Wind Dancing Sword and the Demon Bead, at the same time.

"Voice, no, are you ......auditory hallucinations, junior brother?"

Zhao Yanran was only halfway through her words, and she couldn't speak anymore.

In the depths of the passage, two points of turquoise light lit up, which were like a person's eyes, with a sharp and cold gaze with extremely strong ferocity and resentment.

Ling Zheng raised his hand and threw out a large handful of fireball talismans, and finally saw the person's appearance clearly.

It was an extremely burly man, with a head almost level with the top of the passage, clad in ancient armor, and covered in green hair.

The strange man's face was blue, black fangs protruding from his big mouth, and his big fan-like hands had extremely long, sharp nails like hooks, shining with a metallic sheen.

"This is a zombie made from a living cultivator, and although it can't use spells, it is very resistant to spells. ”

Zhao Yanran saw the strange man's face clearly, and said with vigilance: "I am afraid that this zombie's cultivation before his death may have the Jindan Realm, but after being refined into a zombie, he only has the strength to build a foundation realm." But his physical body is the strength of the Jindan Realm, which is difficult to deal with. ”

"The physical body of the Jindan Realm?"

Ling Zheng's face became ugly, and when he saw that the green-haired zombie was walking towards him and Zhao Yanran step by step, he knew that he couldn't delay any longer.

He first threw out a second-order flame blast talisman, and then stabbed the sword of the Dancing Wind towards the zombie's eyes.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ling Zheng took out the Beast Spirit Array Stone that sealed the true spirit of the Spirit Fire Monkey, and with a movement of his mind, he summoned the Spirit Fire Monkey.

"Dang!"

With a crisp sound, the Wind Dancing Sword that stabbed into the zombie's eye was swept away by the zombie's black claws, exploding into a dazzling fire.

The Spirit Fire Monkey summoned by Ling Zheng had a clear mind with Ling Zheng, and after receiving Ling Zheng's order, taking advantage of the gap between the zombie swinging the Wind Dancing Sword, his body suddenly rushed forward, turning into a red light and hitting the zombie's head.

After the fire monkey landed smoothly on the zombie's head, its four paws fluttered wildly, trying to scratch the zombie's head.

But after all, that zombie is the physical body of the strength of the Jindan Realm, and after the master of the mausoleum uses a secret method to refine it, the strength of the physical body can only be described as terrifying. The Spirit Fire Monkey summoned by Ling Zheng with the Beast Spirit Array Stone could almost exert the strength of the third order of the Foundation Building Realm, and under the frantic grasp of the four claws, he grabbed the zombie's head out of pieces of sparks, but it could not cause substantial damage at all.

The zombie was not slow to react, and the pair of arms full of green hair slammed away, directly knocking the Spirit Fire Monkey away.

The Spirit Fire Monkey slammed into the wall of the passage, and its body instantly darkened. Seeing this, Ling Zheng's heart moved, and he summoned the Spirit Fire Monkey to his side, no longer acting rashly.

If this passage was a little wider, Ling Zheng and Zhao Yanran might still be able to take the opportunity to avoid this zombie. But this passage is extremely narrow, and the zombie is at that station, almost blocking the entire passage, and there is no gap to drill into at all.

Moreover, the zombie is still moving forward step by step, and if it continues like this, Ling Zheng and Zhao Yanran will sooner or later meet this zombie face to face.

Ling Zheng wanted to use the quicksand talisman to soften the ground, and then use the stone and soil technique to harden the ground and trap the zombie temporarily. But after a few talismans were played, the light that burst out disappeared like a mud cow into the sea, and it had no effect.

"Senior brother, stay away, I will burn him with real fire. ”

Zhao Yanran said, took a step forward, and formed a very strange handprint with her hands.

Strange power fluctuations were heard, and in an instant, a dark blue flame rushed out of the handprint, hitting the zombie's head.

Ling Zheng knew that Zhao Yanran's spiritual veins had two attributes, ice and fire, and he also knew that the power of this dark blue true fire could instantly kill the master of the Foundation Building Realm. But when he saw that this zombie was a little evil, he was immediately a little worried about whether Zhao Yanran's dark blue true fire could restrain this zombie.

After the dark blue true fire rushed out of Zhao Yanran's body, it instantly enveloped the zombie.

"Whew!"

As if feeling great pain, the zombie opened its mouth and let out a howl that did not look like a man or a beast, and the long green hair on its body was burned off a lot.

But Zhao Yanran's dark blue true fire obviously couldn't last too long, and after a few breaths, Zhao Yanran took the real fire, her body shook for a while, and she was about to fall.

Ling Zheng hurriedly reached out to hug her, seeing that her face was pale and beads of sweat were overflowing on her forehead, he knew that she was very uncomfortable now.

After reaching out and putting a jade snow pill into Zhao Yanran's mouth, Ling Zheng gently placed her on the ground. Then his mind moved, he reached out and grabbed the Dancing Wind Sword, and strode towards the zombie who had obviously not reacted yet.

"Buzz!"

The light of the Dancing Wind Sword, which was infused with non-attribute spiritual power, became extremely powerful, and when Ling Zheng was less than three steps away from the zombie, he swung his sword in the air, bringing out three radiant wind blades, which slashed at the zombie's head and legs respectively.

"Puff puff!"

Three soft sounds came out one after another, and the zombie let out a howl again, and its figure actually took several steps backwards.

On its neck and legs, there was a visible wound on each of them. A turquoise liquid flowed from the wound, emitting a dizzying stench.

When Zhao Yanran saw this scene, she was directly stunned.

The dark blue true fire that she fought with her self-inflicted body couldn't cause obvious damage to this zombie, and Ling Zheng only used the Dancing Wind Sword to swing three wind blades, and actually caused a wound on the zombie's Jindan Realm body?

How is this possible?

When Ling Zheng saw this scene, the scene of the decisive battle with Na Du Fei at the Burning Fire Gate instantly appeared in Ling Zheng's mind.

As if he had entered an extremely ethereal state, he gently let go of the Dancing Wind Sword, and his hands began to form complex handprints.

Soon, thirty-six handprints were formed, and the hands that condensed all the spiritual power in Ling Zheng's body suddenly pushed forward, making a palm-sized handprint phantom.

Empty Remnant Print!

When the zombie saw this, the ferocity and resentment contained in the turquoise eyes on its head turned into a thick horror in an instant, as if it instinctively felt fear.

Then, the zombie turned around with great speed and began to run as hard as it could into the depths of the passage.

Ling Zheng, who had returned to reality from that ethereal state, was stunned at first when he saw this scene, and then turned to look at Zhao Yanran, both of whom were dumbfounded.

The zombie rushed into the depths of the passage, and the empty remnant mark that was punched by Ling Zheng was not fast, but at the moment when the zombie turned around and fled, the speed increased sharply, as if it had given birth to a spiritual intelligence, turning into a crystal clear electric light, shooting into the dark passage.

"Whew!"

Immediately after, an extremely terrible howl sounded from the depths of the dark passage.