Just a moment before they met, something happened suddenly! The female corpse suddenly opened her eyes and stared, raised one hand, and raised her hand to choke Jingyu's neck.

The speed of the female corpse was extremely fast, and it reached the front of her in the blink of an eye like lightning, but fortunately, Jing Yu had already taken precautions, and reacted very quickly to the sideways, raised a handful with one hand and grabbed the wrist of the female corpse, and at the same time, her footsteps turned around, and she was about to kick her down when she raised her foot.

The female corpse seemed to have eyes behind her back, and her other free hand pulled through Jingyu's wide sleeve, and she jumped up in the air and turned over and landed behind Jingyu.

As soon as the female corpse was about to attack Jing Yu, she subconsciously turned sideways, and at the same time, a tough thin line flew through her eyes, the thin line shone brightly, and the spiritual power attached to it actually made the hair left by the female corpse neatly cut off.

When the female corpse looked up, she saw the beautiful girl raised one hand, and the silk thread just now flew out of her.

Ji Xian didn't hesitate at all, hooked it with one hand, and the forgetful silk in his hand turned around in mid-air, wanting to tie up the female corpse.

The female corpse did not look vulnerable in the slightest, let go of Jing Yu and turned back, the white skirt raised a beautiful arc, but her body suddenly stopped, and she quickly bent down, dodging a long sword that attacked her.

Mu Wucheng turned his wrist, the long sword slashed in the air, the spiritual power flowed, fast and sharp, and the speed of the female corpse was even faster than Mu Wucheng, the short body raised his feet and swept around, the speed was so fast that he could only see the shadow, Mu Wucheng's feet were empty, and when he was about to fall to the ground, a red shadow flew in the air, and after helping him up, he threw him aside, and then attacked the female corpse, it was Mu Qingxiao.

Mu Qingxiao is holding a heavy sword, the moves are wide open and closed, the heavy sword is heavy and slow, the attack is strong and the pressure is heavy, Mu Qingxiao looks thin, but wielding the heavy sword is easy, and there is almost no defense against the female corpse, all of which are extremely powerful attack moves.

The female corpse didn't dare to touch it hard, so she could only try her best to dodge Mu Qingxiao's heavy sword attack, and at this time, it seemed that Mu Qingxiao had the upper hand and suppressed the female corpse everywhere.

Ji Xian was a little stunned, it was the first time she had seen Senior Sister Mu Qingxiao fighting.

"How? Surprised, right? Xie Lingxin bumped Ji Xian with his shoulder and said.

Ji Xian nodded: "I really can't think of it." "I really didn't expect Senior Sister Mu Qingxiao's fighting style to be so strong, taking offense as defense, she thought that Senior Sister Mu Qingxiao learned Dan Dao, and the fighting style should be the elegance of a normal female cultivator, right? I didn't expect it to be like this.

However, it is indeed like the character of Senior Sister Mu Qingxiao, who is extremely strong and public. Ji Xian smiled.

Mu Qingxiao over there was still fighting, and they couldn't rest. Mu Wucheng and Ling Yan had already stepped forward with their swords to help, and Ji Xian flew out of the Forgotten Silk again, making the female corpse's behavior restrained, and gradually it was difficult to avoid the attacks of several other people, and her body was cut one wound after another.

Jing Yu looked at it for a moment, raised his left hand, and pressed it on the earring he was wearing at the left earlobe, and when he pressed his hand, the earring emitted a faint white light. These earrings are Eight Desolation Earrings, which can be contracted with multiple spirit beasts and demon beasts, and live in the earrings, so that he can carry them at any time. He cultivated the Imperial Beast of the Three Thousand Great Avenues, and these earrings were the most suitable weapon for him.

He was just about to send spiritual power into it and summon a spirit beast, but the next moment a hand reached out from the side, grabbed his wrist, and stopped him.

"Senior Brother Yangqing?" Jingyu asked.

"We seem to be at odds." Yang Qing said: "This female corpse seems to be a gatekeeper in this underground palace. ”

"This ......." Jing Yu was stunned for a moment, he was not a stupid person, and quickly figured it out: "This is the entrance to the real underground palace, only this female corpse can let us in?" But how do we get her to agree to let us in? ”

"Remember the spirit in the stone wall corridor just now?" Yang Qing said.

"Yes." Jingyu Road.

Yang Qing nodded: "The tune that the soul hums should be the key." ”

"This female corpse was originally attacked indiscriminately, but the soul has not been dispersed for thousands of years, and it is very likely that he does not want the ghost cultivator's plan to succeed, so he hummed a tune in the corridor to remind us that the homesick song should be able to appease the female corpse." Yang Qing said.

Using the corpse of a monk 10,000 years ago as a gatekeeper, the heart of the ghost cultivator is really sinister, presumably if this senior learns that he is guarding the door for the enemy after his death, he must also be very sad.

No wonder the obsession is not gone, the soul is not gone, it turns out that I want to wait outside to remind them.

Jing Yu suddenly understood what Yang Qing meant, and then looked at Xie Lingxin, who was standing not far away, and beckoned.

Xie Lingxin came over questioningly: "What's wrong?" ”

"Can that soul play the tune it hums?" Jingyu asked.

"Homesickness? It's not too skilled, but it's still possible. Xie Ling said in his heart.

Jing Yu smiled and patted Xie Lingxin on the shoulder: "Little Lingxin, it's up to you whether we can officially enter the underground palace next." ”

Xie Lingxin was confused.

***

Ji Xian and the others were fighting with the female corpse, and when they were about to defeat her, they suddenly heard a gentle flute sound not far away, gentle and gentle, with a hint of longing, resounding in this stone room, and it did not disperse.

The female corpse suddenly stopped moving, stood in place, listened to the flute for a moment, and suddenly burst into tears.

Just when a few people were still hesitating whether to continue the attack, Yang Qing waved his sleeves, and his spiritual power rose, and he brought several of them to his side: "Wait." ”

Ji Xian looked at Xie Lingxin and saw that she closed her eyes slightly, playing the flute softly, and felt that this flute sound was very familiar.

No, it should be something familiar to her.

That's right! That's what the soul was humming just now.

Xie Lingxin said that this song is called "Homesick Song", which is known as the meaning of homesickness.

She glanced at Jing Yu and Yang Qing looking at the female corpse, then at Xie Lingxin's patient appearance playing the flute, and finally at the picture of the female corpse standing motionless and quietly crying. Suddenly, I see.

Ji Xian vaguely understood what they meant.

At this time, Mu Qingxiao also understood what Yang Qing and the others meant, so in order to prevent Mu Wucheng and Ling Yan from making trouble, he pulled the two of them and explained in a whisper, only then did he let go of them and warned them with his eyes not to mess around.

Mu Wucheng rubbed his pinched and painful ears, and whispered a female tyrannosaurus, while Ling Yan covered his ears aggrievedly, did he look like he would make trouble?

Xie Lingxin's "Homesick Song" played a high note, and the female corpse suddenly covered her face and cried bitterly, as if she was muttering something, Ji Xian listened carefully for a while, and only recognized a little: home...... I want to ...... Family......

Finally, accompanied by the cry of the female corpse, Xie Lingxin's "Homesick Song" was played, and the female corpse seemed to have finally lost her breath and fell to the ground.

At the moment when she fell to the ground, the corpse of the female corpse turned into ashes inch by inch and scattered in the air.

When the obsession is gone, it should return to dust.

There was a crisp click, and several people followed the sound to see the sarcophagus move, and the next moment, the sarcophagus slowly moved, revealing the stairs and holes under the sarcophagus.

"It turned out to be here." Jingyu touched his chin and said.

"This ghost cultivator is really insidious, let us beat our own people." Mu Qingxiao sneered.

The true passage to the dungeon was found, and they didn't waste much time, so they didn't hesitate anymore and went down the stairs in unison.

The bottom of the stairs is the real darkness, there are no bright heart beads around, only a dark color, it seems that the yin qi is too much, Ji Xian can't see the whole appearance below, she can only vaguely see that there is a huge pit below, there seems to be something in the pit, she didn't see it clearly.

Her current eyesight is the same as ordinary people's vision of the night, she can only see faintly, but she can't see clearly.

"Who brought the Ming Heart Bead?" Yang Qing asked.

It's too dark here, even his cultivation in the Jindan period can't be seen clearly, and he is worried that there is an unknown danger, so it's better to see clearly.

Hearing Yang Qing ask, several people hurriedly looked for Mingxin beads in their storage space, and after looking for a long time, Ji Xian still found three in the storage ring.

This is still when they were still in Lingquan Peak, Qin Lan was about to leave, and they prepared the remaining Ming Heart Beads in order to see off Qin Lan.

Thinking of this, she was in a trance, she hadn't seen Qin Lan for many years, and she didn't know how he was now.

Ji Xian handed the three Ming Heart Beads to Yang Qing.

Yang Qing didn't speak, he gave one of them to Ji Xian, and gave a Ming Heart Bead to Jingyu in the back, leaving one in front of him.

Ji Xian sent spiritual power into the Mingxin Bead, and the light from the Mingxin Bead quickly illuminated the surroundings, this Mingxin Bead was different from the Mingxin Bead in the stone wall corridor, the Mingxin Bead in the stone wall corridor was full of blood, and the light was very dim, while the light emitted by Ji Xian's normal Mingxin Bead was dazzling and bright, which was reassuring.

The Ming Heart Bead in Yang Qing and Jing Yu's hands also lit up, and the light emitted lit up dozens of meters around, and in an instant, the darkness left the surrounding body, and the originally oppressive atmosphere suddenly lightened.

Ji Xian sighed secretly, sure enough, if it is a human being, he will chase the light, and the monk is no exception.

She lowered her hand and looked down at the pit below, her heart pounding and her pupils constricting, obviously shocked.

Without him, it is really ...... In the middle of this huge pit lay a staggering number of bones.

The bones were thrown and piled up in the giant pit, and the clothes on the original body had already lost their luster, dimmed, and changed with the passage of time, Ji Xian looked up along the giant pit, and saw that the giant pit was about a few hundred meters wide, and at a cursory glance, it was dozens of meters high.

And these bones were piled up in this huge pit, filled to the brim, and not a single gap was left.

Ji Xian clenched the frost green sword in his hand, pursed his lips tightly, and felt a nameless anger burning from his heart, boiling and spreading, and at this moment, he only felt that he couldn't control his anger, and vowed to kill the ghost cultivator to calm the anger in his heart.

"This ...... These ghost cultivators...... How cruel is it......" Xie Lingxin covered his mouth and opened his eyes wide, obviously unable to accept such a fact.

"Sure enough, the ghost cultivator doesn't have a good thing!" Ling Yan was so angry that he could barely control his anger.

Not only Ji Xian, but also Jing Yu, Mu Qingxiao, and Mu Wucheng were also shocked and angry, their eyes were full of anger, and even Yang Qing, who had always been cold and plain, was cold at the moment, and his eyes were burning with anger.