Chapter Seventy-Eight: Death Tombstone
Mo Han stared at this palm, and a fear that he had never felt before suddenly flashed in his black eyes.
A huge palm tore through the air and blasted towards Mo Han with an earth-shattering sound.
Mo Han's whole body stiffened at this moment, only his hands could still dance, and in an instant, his mystical power was exhausted, and a small golden light shield slowly took shape.
The old man looked disdainful, and then Xuanli was even more ruthless, and said coldly: "The mantis arm is a car, and you don't measure your strength, let you see what the real god-giving realm is!"
Bang bang bang!
The giant palm quickly slammed into Mo Han's body, but Mo Han set off a hint of laughter.
The old man suddenly shouted: "Little bastard!
Then the huge wave of Xuan Li rippled, and Mo Han struck hard with the help of Xuan Li, and was quickly shaken away, and the old man hurriedly chased after him.
Suddenly, a rumbling sound rippled, and the old man's feet froze, and he said in surprise: "Did you fall to death like this?"
The old man looked up at the sky, and at this moment the sky was like ink, covering the earth, and a few broken stars dotted the starry sky. Looking at his feet again, there was a huge stone, and below it was a pitch-black abyss, and a few remaining words were faintly visible on the huge stone.
The land of death, the abyss, thousands of corpses gather, and those who enter will die!
The old man couldn't help but twitch his old face, he almost fell like this, this Phantom Creek Town is really evil!
The relieved old man paused for a long time before leaving helplessly.
And at this moment, Mo Han, who had rolled down the abyss, was lying dead in the black stream. The whole body seemed to be torn apart, but fortunately, in the last blow, the power of the earth in Mo Han's body suddenly exploded, resisting all the attacks, but now Mo Han was still seriously injured by Bai Yue, and it seemed that half a month's recuperation was inevitable.
Mo Han stared around a little soberly, black was shrouded everywhere, countless strange voices sounded faintly, and vaguely like countless yin spirits roared, Mo Han saw blood-red eyes in a trance, and then disappeared quickly, under such torment, Mo Han's spirit was in a trance, tearing and tormenting his divine palace.
Then the sound of the road whistling came, and the sound carried the cold air, constantly hitting the body of Mo Han, who struggled to support the remnant body, and finally couldn't hold on after half an hour, his head was dizzy, and then he fainted.
But the cold wind still did not abate, and the only remaining power of the earth in Mo Han was slowly exhausted. And Mo Han's body gradually shrunk into a ball, and then his body gradually stiffened, and only the Divine Palace was not imprisoned.
In a trance, Mo Han faintly walked into a huge door, and then saw a remnant body trapped in it, the huge body was locked by iron chains, and there was also a toothed disc in his throat, which could take his surname at any time.
Then he saw the chainring slowly tighten, and a trace of blood dripped from the giant's body, Mo Han felt that the blood seemed to hit his face, drop by drop, and then slowly cooled into his heart.
Mo Han twitched violently, only to see the cold light scattered from under the thick smoke into his eyes, and on his head was a cave where ice sculptures were condensed, but now these ice sculptures began to melt and slowly drip on Mo Han's face.
Where is this?
Mo Han asked subconsciously, but no one answered in the empty cold stream. And the spirit of Linglong is also indifferent. Leaving only Mo Han, who was slightly frightened, kept looking around.
Now, Mo Han still can't move, but his gaze can change at will.
Is this a deep pit?
Mo Han vaguely remembered that he had fallen after a rumble, but there was nothing here except the dark fog and strange ice sculptures.
Mo Han could only lie quietly, he didn't expect Bai Yue's palm to be so fierce, but fortunately he was saved by Di Xuanli in the last blow, otherwise the old guy's blow would be even more tragic. Then the spirit bag was suddenly touched by Mo Han, and he immediately took out the Shunqi Pill left by the traces, a full two hundred, and Mo Han swallowed them all in one go.
Then he felt a burst of heat in his body, but the abyss, which was originally slightly cold, was like a volcano, Mo Han couldn't hold back any longer, his body rolled quickly, and then suddenly fell into the cold pool.
The slightest coolness here made Mo Han feel extremely comfortable, but this feeling was just an instant, and what followed was the torment of ice and fire.
This cold pool is formed by the condensation of countless cold qi, which not only contains infinite cold power, but also the mysterious power is close to the power of the earth.
When these two torments continued to torture Mo Han, Mo Han also felt that he was about to be unable to endure it, and then the dark ancient blade flashed, and Mo Han tried his best to inject the ancient blade.
The dark blade of the ancient blade immediately turned golden, and all of Mo Han's mysterious power was transferred to the ancient blade, and the ancient blade was also constantly absorbed, without the power to resist.
After half an hour, the cold feeling of Mo Han became more and more intense, and his body continued to expand.
No, you'll be strangled to death!
But at this moment, the ancient blade has reached its limit and can no longer absorb too much, the corners of Mo Han's eyes narrowed slightly, and an idea quickly came into his mind, and then with a wave of his robe, the fiery red figure immediately appeared, and Mo Han immediately transferred the Xuan power in his body to Xiao Shen, and Xiao Shen, who was tortured by the huge Xuan power, roared. Then the blood-red eyes flashed suddenly, and suddenly escaped from Mo Han's hands, and suddenly ten thousand arrows were fired. Mo Han hurriedly escaped into the water, but the sharp arrows could still penetrate the water, and Mo Han crouched deeply. At this moment, the arrows that were fired stopped slightly.
And at this moment, Mo Han suddenly found that there was a cave in the depths of the cold pool, where it was blue, but it was as black as ink below.
Mo Han's head suddenly went into a trance, and he quickly lost consciousness.
And as Mo Han fell asleep, his body immediately turned into ice, and after a while, it was full of flames.
Its body still floats quietly on the water, the wind howling at night, and the ice of the morning tormenting.
In this way, ten days slipped away quickly, when the eleventh day came, this cold stream was slightly brighter, and then the haze dissipated, and the strange rocks and rocks thousands of feet high stood straight, and the trees on them were dead, and a sense of vitality was dying.
And at this moment, this cold stream was slightly scattered with rain, and the dripping rain sprinkled onto the ground, clattering on the cyan stone slabs.
Mo Han's closed eyes opened slightly, and then he heard the sound of lava dripping.
Ding-dong! Ding-dong!
How could the environment here be so quiet, Mo Han frowned slightly, and raised his eyes to scan the four directions.
It was desolate, and at last I could see it clearly in the bright light, with large stones piled up everywhere and a blue pool.
At this moment, Mo Han himself was floating on the water, Mo Han suddenly thought of the previous scene, and then turned his head and fell into the water. When Mo Han dived to the bottom of the pool, but found a small hole with a shining light, Mo Han carefully swam towards the small hole, and when he came to the exit, Mo Han was immediately stunned, there were mountains of white bones here, and the skeletons were even denser.
Out of the cold pool, this hole is surrounded by the bottom of the cold pool, only the slope is above, the sky can still be seen, there is no water here, but the air here is very depressing, it may be this huge pressure to stop the pool water from gushing.
Mo Han cautiously fell down, and suddenly a huge stone tablet appeared in front of him, and Mo Han could see the big characters on it from afar
Death Tombstone!