Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Great Grave of Ten Thousand People

As soon as the Golden Armor God General came out, he and Wang Man and Li Shijiu, and before they could say a word, they gave one of them a big opportunity.

This made Wang Man and Li Shijiu a little uneasy in their hearts in addition to the surprise, this opportunity came too easily, which made people feel unreal.

Is there a catch?

Wang Man and Li Shijiu both thought so.

And at this time, the brilliance of this tall mound began to converge, and the golden armor god didn't say a word, he drove the golden chariot, rushed into the ground, and disappeared.

The mound was restored to its original state again.

The two bowed to the mound again, and then continued on their journey.

"Do you think what he said can be trusted?" asked Li Nineteen after moving away from the mound.

Wang Man was silent for a while, and then said loudly: "Credible!"

Li Shijiu said: "Why?"

Wang Man said: "According to my intuition. Under these mounds, the burials are all heavenly soldiers and generals under the command of the Emperor of Heaven, and they will not harm people for no reason, I believe them. ”

In the Shura Dao, Wang Man had fought side by side with these people, and even formed a deep friendship with these people in that illusionary realm, he blocked the sword for others, and others saved his life. Wang Man was absolutely unwilling to believe that this Golden Armor Heaven would harm them.

"Okay, then I believe you. Li Nineteen said.

"Let's find a secluded place first, and cultivate the method of divine consciousness attack that the Golden Armor Heavenly General gave me. If it really succeeds, then it means that he didn't lie to us. ”

Wang Man pondered for a while before he said, "Why did he give us such a big opportunity so easily, there must be his reasons, and I will figure it out later." ”

At that moment, the two came to find a place where the mound was relatively scarce and stopped. Wang Man began to cultivate the method of divine attack that the Golden Armor God would give him.

For the method of divine thought attack, Wang Man has long been looking forward to having one, after he opened up the sea of spirits, the divine mind is huge, if used properly, it is definitely the sharpest means of attack.

When Wang Man was still in the physical realm, there was no powerful attack method, and the hole cards at that time were to rely on his own divine thoughts to attack.

It is precisely because of the existence of this hole card that he can use the cultivation of the physical body realm in the ruins of the ancient sect to cross the border to kill Wu Feng, who is cultivating in the mortal realm.

It's a pity that by now, with the continuous enhancement of Wang Man's cultivation, it is difficult for the divine sense attack to play that role in determining the situation, because Wang Man's use of it is still too rough and the harm is limited.

"Yuan Ling Flying Sword!"

Wang Man read the spiritual imprint that the Golden Armor God would leave to him.

This method of divine attack is to require people to visualize their own spiritual power into a flying sword, and then imprint it with various mysterious textures, solidify it, quench it, and breed it into a Yuan Ling flying sword!

The sword came out, without a trace, and the mountains and rivers were discolored.

"Visualize the sword-shaped ......"

In Wang Man's spiritual sea, endless spiritual power was surging like an ocean, and one after another spiritual power rose into the sky like a giant dragon, intertwined with each other, and finally turned into a three-foot-long flying sword.

"Brand Road Pattern ......"

In the sea of spirits, Wang Man's eyes were closed, but his hands were drawing mysterious trajectories one after another, one after another, and they were constantly beaten into the Yuan Ling Flying Sword.

These seals are all recorded in the spiritual imprint, and some of them are very profound, even if Wang Man can perform them, he can't understand their meaning. However, this did not affect Wang Man's cultivation of his Yuan Spirit Flying Sword.

Airplanes~

As one after another spells slammed into it, this flying sword gradually turned into a substance from its original misty-like illusory shape, and the edges even flashed with edges.

"Cultivating the Flying Sword ......"

After imprinting these mystical methods into the sword body, a ** spiritual power, like mist, wrapped around this flying sword, like a hotbed, and held this flying sword on it.

Next, what is needed is the water grinding kung fu, this flying sword cannot be used for the time being, and it must be conceived in the mind for seven days before it can be used initially.

After this set of processes was completed, Wang Man opened his eyes.

Ask Li 19 time, three days have passed.

"Is there anything wrong with this method?" asked Li Shijiu.

"No problem. It seems that the Golden Armor God will not lie to us. This method of divine consciousness attack is very sharp, and with it, I can have a hole card again. Wang Man said happily.

"That's good. Li Shijiu was also very happy.

Wang Man's face turned grim: "Since it has been determined that the Golden Armor Divine General is not lying to us, then now, let's rush to the 10,000-strong burial pit he said." ”

Li Shijiu smiled: "I didn't expect that just after coming to the Realm of Death, I got a solution to the damage to the origin of my life, which is really amazing." ”

......

The two did not stop, and according to what the Golden Armor God General said, they rushed towards the large grave of 10,000 people 90,000 miles to the west. The distance of 90,000 miles is very far away, and ordinary mortals, even if they walk for more than ten or twenty years, I am afraid they will not be able to finish it.

Wang Man and Li Nineteen also took nine days to finish. Again, this is the result of their speed.

In this process, Wang Man's Yuan Ling Flying Sword was initially successfully refined.

When he came to the place where the Great Burial Pit of Ten Thousand People was located, from a distance, there was an infinite demonic qi rising on the horizon, and the front was completely shrouded in a thick black demonic qi.

Deep, mysterious, terrifying!

Heaven and earth are vast, and at the extreme of the field of vision, there are only Wang Man and Li Shijiu, and in addition, there are no living creatures, only tall mounds standing, and occasionally there may be one or two mounds, bursting out of the sky-high demonic energy, or brilliant divine light.

"The end of life is death, the end of death is life, the yin and yang of life and death, transform each other, and follow endlessly. This large burial pit of 10,000 people can be said to be the place where the death is the most intense, and in its center, it is not impossible to give birth to the legendary source of life. Wang Man looked at the distant horizon, looked at the sky-rushing dead monster there, and said.

"Speaking of which, the Spring Thunder Sword Technique I have cultivated also has such a similar artistic conception. Thunder is a great thing of destruction, and everything that passes through it is destroyed. But at the end of the destruction, there is a glimmer of life. As soon as the spring thunder sounded, everything recovered. Li Shijiu sighed, and there seemed to be an inexplicable light flickering in his eyes.

"Transformation of Life and Death...... The Six Realms of Reincarnation...... Endless death, the source of life, endless destruction, contains a ray of life...... You say, will those supreme people who have passed away return in a special form one day?" Wang Man's thoughts were scattered.

He thinks a lot.

Especially the 100,000 totems in his mind, which are the true spirit fragments of all the totems in the primeval era. Although the primeval era was destroyed, and all the 100,000 totems fell, they did not completely disappear, and still existed in this world in a special form.

"Maybe your guess will come true. Li Shijiu laughed, "Death does not mean the end, reincarnation is everyone's fate." ”

......

When the two of them approached the large burial pit of 10,000 people, a thick demonic fog enveloped everything, and no one could see clearly what was inside the large burial pit.

However, through the monstrous demonic aura, you can still see some vague shadows, with blood-red eyes, moving quickly in it.

There will even be a demon roar and a terrible ghost cry.

Wang Man and Li Nineteen did not hesitate and rushed directly into this demonic mist. As soon as they entered it, the bodies of the two of them were cold, and the wind blew on their necks, which was terrifying.

Two divine lights shot out of Wang Man's eyes, piercing through the darkness and walking forward.

Click, click!

The footsteps of the two of them would make a clattering sound when they stepped on the ground, and they were bones, bones! Endless bones, piled up in a huge hole, had been filled in.

No one knows how deep this burial pit is, and how many people it buried, "10,000 people" is just an approximate number, and I am afraid that the real number will be 100,000 or 1 million.

Whew~

The wind howled, and the demonic energy swirled like a dragon.

Roar!

Just after the two of them had advanced for more than ten miles, there was a sudden demon roar in front of them, and a tall demon shadow rushed out of the ground, with a red light in its eyes, and bit Wang Man.

"Humph!"

Wang Man snorted coldly, flicked his fingers, and the blade shot out, and with a snorting sound, the tall demon shadow was crushed.

But then, it condensed again, roared, and rushed towards Wang Man again.

Wang Man thought about it, summoned the phoenix battle spirit, condensed a trace of flames, and swept away, drowning this tall demon shadow, only to hear it scream, and then disappeared into a puff of green smoke.

Although the Phoenix Battle Spirit was damaged in the Battle of the Blood Demon, after so many days, it has also recovered a lot, although it has not completely recovered, it is still no problem to use it a little.

"These ghosts should be most afraid of things like fire and thunder. Wang Man said.

"It just so happens that my Thunder Sword Fetus is the best at the power of thunder. Li Shijiu smiled.

The two continued on their way.

A large number of demon souls rushed out of the ground from time to time and rushed towards Wang Man and Li Shijiu, but under Li Shijiu's thunder sword fetus, they all turned into flying smoke.

However, when the two walked into the depths of this mass grave of 10,000 people, the situation changed.

The strength of these demon souls has increased rapidly, all of them are at the peak of their combat power, and their actions are strange and erratic, and you will never know that it will emerge from that corner.

In the past few days, they have been walking all the way, and they are all injured on their bodies.

Rumble!

On this day, there was a sudden roar like thunder in front of him, and the endless demonic fog turned into a storm, sweeping the earth, and countless corpses and bones were swept up to the sky.

Roar!

Under this storm, several demon souls were sucked out of the earth by powerful suction, and with a miserable howl, they were crushed, and their soul power was submerged in the storm, making the storm even more terrifying.

It swept all the way, and the demon spirits wailed and were crushed.

Soon, this terrifying demon cloud storm rushed towards Wang Man and the others.

"This demonic fog is dangerous, let's run away. ”

The two of them did not hesitate to start fleeing into the distance, but this demonic mist, as if they had their own consciousness, rushed all the way towards Wang Man and Li Shijiu.

"This ...... No way!"

Li Shijiu looked back, and suddenly said in a lost voice.

With his calmness, he couldn't help but be surprised.

"What's going on?" Wang Man asked.

"Just now, I saw a pair of dark red eyes, flashing in the Demon Cloud Storm. Li Nineteen said.

"Could it be that there are some terrible ghosts hidden in this storm?" Wang Man couldn't help but wonder, "Or, this storm is a kind of creature?"

What happened next proved Wang Man's guess.

As they ran forward, the storm sucked up an unusually powerful demonic spirit, ten feet tall, like a giant in the sky, and even holding a trident in his hand.

It had a fierce battle with this storm, and now the two of them finally saw it clearly, in this storm, a pair of blood-red eyes flashed out clearly, and there was a mouth, hideous and vicious, covered with white bones' fine sharp teeth.