Chapter 973: Ghost Gate

It's just that Xiao Chen's divine sense is limited, and in addition, the action of Allure is secret, and he has not discovered it.

Putting away the wandering flower in his hand, Allure Cheng said with a straight face: "Long-winded, when is it your turn to make a decision, withdraw Elder Han, and let him have a month to help me find a soul rejuvenation grass." ”

Jiang Chengzi was reprimanded and couldn't help but get up, but he still took the order and left.

Allure hesitated for a moment and said, "Uncle Feng, you just continue to follow them, and let me know when you get to the Ghost Gate." Huangquan Road, Nai He Bridge, I should also take a trip. ”

When the old man walked away, Allure summoned the Reincarnation Star Flag, and the entire flagpole flashed with black dead air, and muttered: "With the help of this boundless dead air, one month is enough time for me to break through the bottleneck." Xie Zixuan, let me know when the time comes, whether the ghost technique is vulnerable. ”

After the night passed, Xiao Chen and the others had all recovered to their peak, and they began to follow the guidance of the map and rush towards the eighth layer of skinning hell.

During this period, you have to go through several layers of hell, and each layer of hell has changed during the martial arts era, but the danger has not decreased at all.

Without the guidance of Allure, Xiao Chen and the others slowed down a lot, and sometimes they would take some detours, and even encounter some taboos.

It took more than twice as much time, but it also had the advantage that the "coincidence" never happened again, and there was no need to fight other ghost masters.

It took nearly a month for the four of them to finally reach the eighth layer of Skinning Hell, a vast forest made up of black iron trees.

The treetops were covered with intact human skins, looking eerie, and a few people walked cautiously through the forest, rushing towards the legendary place of mortality.

In the eight-layer hell, you can hardly see the existence of other martial artists, and you can't hear other sounds in the forest, which makes people feel extremely depressed.

In addition to countless complete human skins, when the wind blows, it sways and sways, faintly as if it is a living person, and it is terrifying to see.

But this way I walked in fear, but nothing happened, and I came straight to the shore of Woohu Lake.

Xiao Chen vaguely felt that something was wrong, and became more cautious in his heart, Woohu Lake is definitely not a wasted name, otherwise that one-life woo will not be so widespread in the world.

There was no danger to come to the shore of Woohu Lake, and the four of them stood by the lake, stopping.

Along the way, each layer of hell has different dangers, and this skinning hell is certainly no exception.

The water of Woohu Lake is clear and transparent, as smooth as a mirror, and the surface is bubbling with a hint of cold. Standing on the shore, you need to use your strength to resist, otherwise the cold enters the body and forms cold poison is also a big trouble.

"It's so cold, Brother Xiao Chen, where is the ghost gate, how can we get there. Xiao Bai looked at the boundless lake and asked Xiao Chen.

The Ghost Gate Pass, Allure said that it was in the middle of the lake, but as far as the eye could see, it was a flat lake, and there was no figure of the Ghost Gate Pass.

Only in the middle of the lake, there is an island, which is too far away to see.

Xiao Chen groaned slightly, his right hand was held in the air, and some air currents were grabbed by him, and his left hand quickly sealed, and the fingers were displayed for the soldiers.

In a moment, a figure similar to Xiao Chen fell to the ground.

Now Xiao Chen's mana has risen sharply, and he can use his fingers as soldiers with a grab, but the carrier is not a spiritual object, and there will be no too strong combat effectiveness.

Under Xiao Chen's command, the puppet leaped into the air and flew towards the surface of the Woohu Lake, but before it could land on the water, it was frozen into an ice sculpture.

fell into the water with a sway, Xiao Chen's divine sense was also cut off, and his face couldn't help but look solemn.

Kong Yuan frowned and said: "This cold air is not an ordinary horror, it is estimated that we can walk on it and exert six or seven percent of our strength at most." If only the Allure were there, I would know what to do. ”

With such a cold air, standing in it, you must always consume the power of the law to protect yourself, and your combat power will naturally not be able to give full play to it.

Xiao Chen was thoughtful, in his right eye, the raging purple fire began to gather, and as soon as his mind moved, the purple thunder true fire vented from his right eye towards Woohu Lake.

Zizi's voice suddenly sounded above the water, and bursts of fog rose.

The clear lake water was quickly evaporated, and soon a huge crater appeared in the place covered by the purple thunder true fire.

But the expected whirlpool did not appear, and in the silence, the lake slowly filled up, which was extremely weird.

"Forget it, I can't test anything like this, I'll go over and see first, there's no danger that you're coming down. ”

Finding nothing, Xiao Chen put away the purple fire and prepared to go over in person.

Yuan Xu said in a deep voice: "Let's go down together, it's good to have a response, I guess the ghost gate is on that island." ”

Xiao Chen thought about it, with the strength of a few people, uniting together, and encountering the great grandmaster, it was very likely that the Ghost Gate Pass was under the center of the lake.

At this moment, Xiao Chen inadvertently glanced at it and found that there were some extremely shallow footprints on the ground, which he couldn't find at all if he didn't look carefully.

Several other people noticed Xiao Chen's gaze and hurriedly looked over and also found the existence of footprints.

Someone has been here, and there is more than one person.

Xiao Chen compared, the footprints of the four of them in this group were almost the same. Two of them were even shallower than the footprints left by Xiao Chen's four people.

Sometimes, something that is inadvertently left behind is the most real.

If it is not intentional, the depth of the footprints can tell a person's control over strength and body, and the strength of the owner of the footprints can be seen from the side.

Xiao Bai said with some concern: "The strength of these people is not simple, and two of them have the cultivation of suspected great grandmasters. ”

"I don't know, what are you doing here, is it also for the ghost gate?"

Yuan Xu shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be, Yin Fire is abundant in the Nine Shades Purgatory, and this group of people should be here to hunt Yin Fire." ”

In the middle of Huangquan Road, there are no treasures, and ordinary people will not rush there for no reason.

Xiao Chen immediately thought of the group of people in the Medicine God Valley, and now he was afraid that there was some trouble, and he only hoped that the Yin Fire hunted by the other party was not in the island in the middle of the lake.

"Let's go!"

Taking the lead, Xiao Chen leaped out, and there was an invisible pressure in the sky, making Xiao Chen unable to rise into the air, so he had to walk on the water.

As the cold spread, his feet were immediately frozen.

"It's really troublesome. ”

With a shock, the ice was shattered, and Xiao Chen continued to walk forward, followed by Xiaobai and the others.

Walking on the surface of the lake, the power of the law is consumed at any time, otherwise, it will only take a moment to turn into an ice sculpture.

Suddenly, Xiao Chen felt that the soles of his feet were tripped by something, and at first he thought that the cold was aggravated.

But a huge pull pulled him down, only to find that something was wrong, it was actually a skeleton palm.

However, Xiao Chen's strength is so great, he has the power of the three dragons when he moves casually, how can he be torn down by it, and kicks up with his right foot.

The water splashed, and a skeleton ghost with only a skeleton left in his body was thrown out by him.

"Quack, my skin, my skin......"

The skeleton opened its mouth and screamed incoherently, and with a volley in the air, it shot towards Xiao Chen.

Click, click, click!

Without waiting for Xiao Chen to make a move, Xiao Bai next to him, the snow feather sword in his hand was unsheathed, and a few wisps of sword qi cut the skeleton ghost into pieces.

"Brother Xiao Chen, are you okay?" asked Xiao Bai with concern.

Xiao Chen waved his hand: "It's okay, hey, be careful!"

I saw that the skeletons that were broken into pieces in the space, the moment they fell to the water, overlapped and killed Xiaobai's back.

Xiao Chen quickly stepped forward, and a light leaped out of his fingertips, smashing the skeleton to pieces again.

"Hurry up, these monsters can't be killed!"

The voice fell, and there were constantly above the water, skeletons and ghosts appeared, blocking the way of several people in an endless stream, shouting my skin and my skin, and the voice was creepy.

Bang bang bang!

Xiao Chen opened the way in front of him, facing the cold air at the bottom of the lake, and he dealt with the skeletons flying in front of him, and walked very hard.

Skeletons and ghosts, killing them endlessly, emerge in endlessly, and kill more and more in the end. Two hours passed, and everyone walked less than ten miles, and there was still a long distance from the island in the middle of the lake.

If the physical strength is exhausted and the island is not felt, a few people will really die.

The strength of the skeleton ghost is not strong, at most it is equivalent to the peak Martial Emperor, but it can not be killed, there are many of them, and the inferior Martial Saint will be ground to death when he comes here.

Kong Yuan's voice trembled a little and said, "Could it be, in the skinning hell, all those skeletons that have been stripped of human skin are thrown into this lake." ”

Think of the dense human skins in the iron forest, the number of which is terrifying, no less than a million.

The invisible pressure in the sky has always existed, and Xiao Chen felt that the Woohu Lake under his feet was a prison, with the sky as the top and the water as the bottom.

In front of such undead ghosts, I feel that any powerful martial arts have become ornaments.

Yuan Xu and the others had previously performed a large-scale heaven-level martial art, but in the blink of an eye, these ghosts came alive again, but one of their own laws consumed a lot.

His brows furrowed, and he no longer dared to consume the power of the law indiscriminately.

Just when a few people were retreating, Xiao Chen suddenly sounded, and there was a reincarnation lamp in his Qiankun ring, which was dedicated to killing ghosts.

"Help me protect the Dharma, I'll fight off these ghosts!"

Xiao Bai's eyes lit up, and they each stood on one side, and hurriedly surrounded Xiao Chen in the middle, so as not to let other skeleton ghosts disturb him.

The reincarnation lamp appeared in the palm of his hand, and Xiao Chen threw it lightly, popping out a little essence blood and landing on the wick.

The flickering lights lit, and a round of brilliance appeared behind the ancient lanterns, and with the urging of Xiao Chen's mana, the illusory figure in the brilliance slowly became clear.

"Immortal Dao noble life, immeasurable people, say the scriptures once, the great sages of the heavens are good at the same time, say the scriptures twice, reborn the dry bones, say the scriptures three times, and then ferry back to ......"

The illusory figure, full of fairy energy, opened his mouth to say the mysterious scriptures, which contain the reincarnation ghost knife and the power of all sentient beings.

The thousands of skeletons and ghosts on the lake suddenly stopped moving, clicked and shattered, and a soft aura rushed to the sky.

The aura is all humanoid, there are scholars dressed up, businessmen dressed up, chivalrous dressed, all kinds of patterns, writing all the red dust in the world.