Chapter Seventy-Five: The Ghost of the Holy Age, Watching the Ancient Coffin
"Amazing, such a foundation, the future is bright!" The old madman couldn't help but blush a little, if he had such a Dao foundation at the beginning, his current achievements would definitely not be like this, it is estimated that he really has the strength to step into the ancient forbidden land and take people away.
"Princess Yan's eyes are sharp, and no one in the world can match her!"
"Thank you seniors for your appreciation!" Yan Ruyu generously admitted it, and even she couldn't help but praise her own vision.
"How is it possible, what kind of chance did this kid encounter, such a Dao Ji, he can be compared with the Emperor of Dangru!" The Black Emperor muttered.
Although Ye Fan could feel that Mo Ling's temperament had changed greatly, he was no longer surprised, and asked after a while:
"Mo Ling, who are you here?"
Mo Ling glanced at them meaningfully, and said directly:
"I'm here for the sake of the secret!"
"It's really a half-immortal, how do you know that the secret of the line is here." The only one who called him that was Pombo that way.
Ye Fan couldn't help but be surprised, they could know that there was a secret here because they got the drawings in the tomb of the Belvedere Emperor, how did Mo Ling know?
Yan Ruyu also looked weird, and she hadn't heard Mo Ling say that there was a secret here.
For this matter, Mo Ling casually said.
"This is the news I got from other places, by the way, you must have come here for the sake of the secret!"
"It's just right, Shengya is extremely weird, everyone explores together, there are Qingdi soldiers and seniors, and they can stop everything from being ominous!"
Ye Fan and the others readily agreed, with the imperial soldiers, there is indeed a guarantee, a saint with the imperial soldiers, such a strength, even if it is a forbidden place, he can break through.
The old madman didn't have any opinion, and everyone went into the cave together.
The cave was dim, and they couldn't see their fingers, and even their divine senses could only poke out about three feet, and the cold aura enveloped them, as if there were countless pairs of eyes staring at them in the dark, and they were ready to rush up and tear them apart at any time.
"Everyone, be careful, it's all around you and it's all about prohibitions!" The old madman Shengwei exuded, shocking the small.
The crowd didn't notice that when they entered the Holy Realm, a black-robed shadow stood outside the entrance of the cave, with a bloodthirsty light in his eyes.
Call~~~
The yin wind gusted, and a pair of scarlet eyes appeared behind everyone, like ghost-like bodies, stretching towards them, trying to devour them.
Zila~~
Mo Ling felt the coldness behind him, and suddenly a thunderbolt appeared, followed by a piercing and terrible scream behind him.
"Ah~~~"
"Humph! Even the evil dares to run rampant, and they don't know whether they are dead or alive! Mo Ling sneered, there were more and more thunderbolts around him, and there was an electric arc in the entire space, bursts of black smoke rose, and in the blink of an eye, the strange shadow behind him was no more.
Thunder, the right way of heaven and earth, the most evil.
"What a strong thunder!" The old madman looked at Mo Ling, his eyes moving.
"Let's go, be careful, it won't be too calm next!"
Along the way, all kinds of strange sudden, ghosts, and yin winds, from time to time a mutated beast sprang out, surrounded by prohibitions, and if one was not careful, it would be wiped out, even an old madman had to be careful.
"Roar!!"
A terrifying roar came, and then the earth trembled, and a huge figure rushed towards them, with an incomparably terrifying aura, which had surpassed the dragon.
The faces of the crowd were all over.
"Hide behind me!" The old madman roared, and the holy power erupted, and the terrifying divine power was like the sea, bottomless, and filled the entire heaven and earth.
Unaffected, the black shadow rushed towards the crowd.
"Give me death!"
The rolling holy power turned into a long dragon, crushing the heavens and the earth, and the black figure was directly shattered.
After a while, the prestige dissipated, and everyone raised their eyes to see that the originally huge figure turned into a skeleton and scattered on the ground, and the most ugly thing for everyone's faces was that this body was not a creature, but a monster composed of different murderer skeletons.
Originally, such a dead thing could not be resurrected at all, but at this time, it has great strength.
The yin wind hit, and everyone was cold.
Ye Fan was silent for a long time before he said slowly:
"Could it be that there are really ghosts in this world?"
"Ghosts?"
The old madman and the Black Emperor couldn't help but ask when they heard this word for the first time.
Then, Ye Fan and them popularized the legend about ghosts, the legend of the underworld.
The Black Emperor's back was cold, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, such a thing should not exist in the world, thinking that he The Black Emperor had followed the Emperor for many years, and he had never heard the Emperor say it.
Mo Ling's calm voice came out.
"The world is so big that there are no wonders, even if there are ghosts, it's just another creature, the underworld, it's just a little stronger, there's nothing to be afraid of, there are countless weird things in this world, some are naturally formed by heaven and earth, and some are artificially changed, just be cautious!"
Mo Ling knew very well, like the legendary ghosts on the earth, they would not exist in this world, they were just strange powers.
The crowd regrouped and hit the road again.
I don't know if it was an illusion or what, Mo Ling always felt that someone was watching him from behind, and as they went deeper into the Holy Realm, this feeling became stronger and stronger.
After thinking about it, Mo Ling took out the coffin, and poured out the majestic righteousness, wrapping everyone.
The immortal Taoist hiding in the dark looked at the ancient coffin, his eyes were jealous and fiery, the ancient coffin made of the peach god tree, the life essence contained in it, even the emperor would be moved, which was a fatal attraction for the half-dead immortal Taoist.
Mo Ling's heart became more and more weird, and he always felt that there was a figure behind him constantly approaching him, but under his thunder cover, he didn't find anything.
It's like walking alone in a dark alley in the middle of the night, always feeling that someone is following you, and you can't help but feel chills in your heart.
Mo Ling didn't dare to relax, this is the world of cultivating immortals, the monk's spiritual sense is particularly sensitive to the perception of danger, after thinking about it, Mo Ling quietly transmitted his voice to Yan Ruyu, and then followed behind the old madman as if nothing had happened.
A black palm had unconsciously approached the ancient coffin above Mo Ling's head, and the surrounding thunder did not react to it.
The next moment, the black hand grabbed the ancient coffin.
Bang....
With a loud bang, the patterns on the ancient coffin appeared, and one after another visions flew out, thousands of immortals worshipped, all people worshipped, and the four divine beasts, one after another, flew out one after another, and went towards the black hand to suppress it.
The thunder that had no reaction before exploded directly like cold water dripping into a hot oil pot, and the thunder roared, and the whole heaven and earth bloomed with dazzling white light.
"What people!"
Under the light of the thunder, everyone saw this figure clearly, wearing a black robe, and under the black robe was a mist, there was no entity, only a pair of scarlet eyes could be seen.
The vision and thunder of the immortal coffin had no effect on him, and he couldn't hurt him in the slightest, and the ancient coffin trembled inch by inch like a black-robed powerhouse.