Chapter Seventy-Three, Yin Spirit

Kicking a broken stone casually, you can kick out a piece of purple tear thunder essence, Li Shuangyang's luck is so good that it bursts, and several other people cast envious glances. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Even Thousand Blades was surprised.

The Moon Shadow Ancient Mound has long been explored by countless monks, and it can be said that there is hardly anything good on the surface. But Li Shuangyang just kicked it, and it was in a relatively conspicuous place.

Looking at Li Shuangyang, Ling Yunfei looked thoughtful.

It seems that the reason why Sicheng chose him as his inheritor is not only because of Li Shuangyang's character and talent, but also because of his luck.

Luck is a mysterious thing, if all living beings work together and luck condenses together, it becomes the general trend. Just like the Sun Empire at the beginning, the luck was strong, and the unification of the Hariran continent was the general trend.

But for some reason, why did the strong luck of the Sun Empire suddenly fall apart in the end.

These things are all things that Ling Yunfei wants to investigate, and they are related to the whereabouts of his family.

Then they went on without speaking, and the sound of each other's footsteps was very clear in the deserted tomb, and the sky gradually darkened, and green ghosts and fires were wandering around, like homeless lonely ghosts.

"Tonight is a full moon night!" said the walking Thousand Blades suddenly.

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned, and Mo Qianxue couldn't help asking, "Is this ...... Does it have anything to do with us?"

"Yin Spirit Worship the Moon!" Ling Yunfei remembered a legend that the Master of the Three Lives Sect had told him, and said, "Legend has it that every full moon night, the Moon Shadow Ancient Tomb will automatically close, and the Yin Spirit in it will also crawl out of the tomb and absorb the essence of the bright moon, which is why this place is called the Moon Shadow Ancient Tomb. ”

"It's really sad, we really didn't come at the right time!" Li Shuangyang couldn't help muttering.

"The same cannot be said. Ling Yunfei shook his head and said, "If it was before, we might still have a choice, but now, with the birth of the ruins of the royal tomb, I'm afraid that no matter when we come, the Yin Spirit will appear." ”

"Be careful!" Thousand Blades reminded, before speaking again.

As time passed, a sense of unease rose in everyone's hearts. When the sun sets, the sky and the earth can't help but be darkened, but just for an instant, a full moon quietly hangs in the endless night sky.

If it was before, today's moonlight would definitely be beautiful, but today, it looks so weird, like a circle of blood shadows swirling around it.

Knock knock knock......

The whole land seemed to be resurrected, and there was a dull heartbeat, and everyone couldn't help but stop.

Immediately after, I saw a deserted tomb in front of me slowly crack open, and a white skeletal claw struggled out of the grave, only to soon reveal its full body.

It was a gray skeleton man, with sunken eyes flashing with green ghostly fire, exuding a wave of mental fluctuations.

Seeing the people in front of it, the skeleton seemed to be stunned for a moment, paused for a moment, and then slaughtered.

Thousand Blades just glanced at it coldly, then pointed at it together, and a sword slashed away, only to shatter it in an instant, and even the soul fire was destroyed with a snort.

This skeleton is not strong, it is only about a fourth-order human cultivation, but its real combat power is much lower than that of humans.

With the appearance of this skeleton, some other graves also cracked, and all kinds of yin spirits crawled out of them, including skeletons, zombies, and ghosts of energy bodies.

The strength of these Yin Spirits is also high and low, but the strongest is only an eighth-order cultivation, which is not a threat to Thousand Blades.

The thousand blades were like a human sword in one, and the whole person was simply a moving sword, and the devastating sword qi was released from him. At first, there were some desperate Yin Spirits to kill, but they were completely shattered after just a glance. These Yin Spirits also seemed to know the difficulty of the Thousand Blades, and there was no self-sufficient attack after that.

Everyone followed closely behind him, but it was the most relaxed.

"Divine object?" Suddenly, the galloping Thousand Blades stopped without warning, and looked at an inconspicuous mound with a solemn face.

The mound is basically a raised mound of earth, but there is nothing around it except a few pieces of rubble.

A faint glow came out of the tiny crack in the mound.

Sensing the aura coming from it, everyone's hearts couldn't help but feel a burst of heat.

Artifacts, which are things that contain divinity, are excellent materials for crafting artifacts, and this kind of thing can be found but not sought.

"Senior brother, should we take it away!" There was an indescribable excitement in the eyes of the prince of Naki, although he was a son of the Izar family, but he had never seen a divine object, if he could open his eyes today, it would be worth the risk, besides, the sky had fallen high, and there were a thousand blades, there should be no problem.

"This Yin Spirit is not simple, it gives people a feeling of fright, in my opinion, it is better not to provoke it!" Ling Yunfei looked at Qian Jian with a solemn face at this time.

"Hmph, I think you're scared, what's the shock, don't be alarmist here, with the strength of the senior brother, how can you care about a little yin spirit. Nache immediately said disdainfully.

"If you are afraid, just say it, even if you flee far away, no one will say anything about you. Xu Yifang also teased with a mocking face.

Not only these two people, but even the other three people also looked at Ling Yunfei with suspicion, because although they had a suppressed feeling about the existence in the tomb, they were not so frightened as to exaggerate.

"You've been injured since the battle with the Lizardmen, so it's better to stay out of this range. Ren Lun also kindly reminded at this time.

Ling Yunfei didn't speak, just shook his head, his gaze stayed on Thousand Blades.

As if he hadn't heard the others' arguments, he didn't say to step forward or leave, just staring at the mound-like tomb.

Squeaky ......

As the crack gradually enlarged, the dazzling glow became even worse, and in the glow, it seemed as if a holy spirit was about to ascend.

And in the glow, a palm also slowly poked out.

Unlike the zombie's palm, which is dry and disgusting, this palm is very pale, but it is slender and well-proportioned, and when you see this palm, you can't help but think of the profession of a violinist.

"Retreat!" But when he saw the appearance of this palm, Qianji's face changed greatly, and he almost burst out.

Without thinking about it, everyone almost subconsciously retreated, and the corner of their eyes flickered to the palm that had just poked out of the grave, and the index finger pressed down.

Suddenly, a black finger rolled in the lead cloud, and then collapsed like an optimus pillar.

Break the army and kill!

Without thinking about it, Thousand Blades immediately used the tricks in Ziwei's fourteen swords, and the sword was like a rainbow, like thunder, like a big dragon, and rushed out fiercely.

Rumble!

The result was beyond everyone's expectations, and the huge fingerprint actually crushed the sword at once, and then continued to blast down.

The Thousand Blades were blasted away in an instant, and he suffered a lot of damage, but with the help of this anti-shock force, he also turned into a sword and fled away.