Huang Quan couldn't avoid it, his body seemed to be hit by a mountain, and the whole person flew out upside down.

"Huang Quan, this is the Zodiac Great Immortal Technique! If those two join forces despite the grave ban, you won't even have a chance to escape! ”

In my head, I heard the voice of an immeasurable woman.

"However, the tomb prohibition has indeed weakened, and it is unprecedentedly weak, and the Qi Sea Realm can be used at will."

What? Zodiac Great Immortal Technique? One of the ninety-nine Great Immortal Techniques, only one-third of them has been practiced, and the power is so terrifying.

are also true disciples, Zhu Zongwang and Wu Qian of the Qi Sect, compared to this Qi Fengxian, they are not half a star worse.

There is also the tomb ban, which was ridiculously strong just now, but now it has suddenly become weaker, and the Qi Sea Realm dares to play at will.

In other words, those who protect the Tao can act uncontrollably, and they are subject to change.

However, this situation is not good for Huang Quan, because there are too many masters in the Taixuan Immortal Mansion, and they are ironclad, and it is impossible to break them one by one.

Huang Quan flew for a long time, until he hit the wall at the end of the stone room, and then stopped, his whole body was sore, and his internal organs were messed up into a pot of porridge.

Damn, Qi Fengxian, an evil woman, looks beautiful on the surface, and she will kill her as soon as she comes. The great immortal art of the zodiac, the four Xiao are one, and Huang Quan must be put to death.

As soon as he got up from the ground, a white rainbow in the distance was flying towards him.

It must be Qi Fengxian chasing after him.

"Damn, fight."

Huang Quan gritted his teeth, ready to use the sword array to fight to the death with this evil woman, if there was a chance, Huang Quan didn't mind killing her.

Because the dragon and phoenix are really hateful, and they hurt Yan Xue!

If they join forces, they can bring out at least two-thirds of the power of the zodiac.

Facing them on your own, there is definitely no chance of winning.

But now, they are arrogant and fighting separately.

Unintentionally, it created an opportunity for Huang Quan!

It's not that Huang Quan deliberately wants to kill Qi Fengxian, but the people of Taixuan Immortal Mansion are really deceiving people too much, and they have already driven themselves to a dead end.

"Huang Zhenren."

Just as Huang Quan was about to make a move, a hoarse voice sounded in his ears.

When he looked up, he saw that the ghost cultivator was standing at a semi-arc hole in the stone wall, beckoning to him.

On the stone wall, seven or eight feet above the ground, there is a long row of semi-arc-shaped openings.

"This woman is amazing, she shouldn't be touched hard, come with me."

That ghost cultivator, let Huang Quan go with him.

The row of semi-arc-shaped holes must lead to different places, and some of them are even dead, and if you go wrong, you will die in this tomb.

That ghost cultivator seems to be quite familiar with this Xuanyuan tomb.

This person is weird, and no one knows when he left the team.

"Who are you?"

Huang Quan remained vigilant.

"Thanks to Huang Zhenren's care just now, I want to return Huang Zhenren's favor."

Ghost Xiu said.

"Huang Quan, go with him, measure the Divine Tree, and already sense the Nine Heavens Rest."

At the critical moment, the voice of the immeasurable woman came to my head.

"Okay."

Huang Quan looked at Qi Fengxian who flew in.

Although he is four or five percent sure, he will kill it.

But after killing, it's not good to deal with the aftermath.

Especially in the Taixuan Immortal Mansion, there is also a Qingyang real person, this person must be a powerful character.

After thinking about it, he jumped his body and flew to the side of the ghost cultivator.

"Huang Zhenren, come with me, keep you okay."

Ghost Xiu patted his chest and reassured, and then led the way in front, and Huang Quan followed closely behind, running along the road.

That Qi Fengxian came to the place where Huang Quan was standing just now and found that Huang Quan was nowhere to be found.

She raised her head and looked at the rows of semi-arc-shaped entrances on the stone wall, frowning slightly.

"There is a terrifying force ahead, so it is not advisable to rush in! And Huang Quan, this person, is not very high, but he dares to go in to find death, most of them have gone and have no return! ”

Thinking of this, Qi Fengxian's body moved and flew away from here.

…...

Huang Quan followed the ghost cultivator and kept running in the corridor, and it took half a cup of tea before he stopped at a fork.

"Who are the seniors?"

Huang Quan couldn't help but ask.

"Huang Zhenren is not trivial, he must have seen that the old man is a ghost cultivator."

As he spoke, he took out a black bottle from his robe, which was lit with fireflies and exuded an eerie ghostly aura.

"We like to go to places where there is a lot of yin qi and collect ghost spirits. Like this Xuanyuan Tomb, it is our ideal blessed land. Ordinary people must be afraid of this kind of place, but we wish to live here for the rest of our lives. ”

"It's full of dead ghosts?"

Huang Quan asked.

This ghost cultivation made Huang Quan feel cold!

Although he picks up corpses, he only needs money, but this ghost cultivator wants other people's souls.

"Hey, hey."

Ghost Xiu smiled, his skull-like face looming under the black robe.

"This is the secret of my ghost path, and it is inconvenient to tell Huang Zhenren."

He changed his mind.

"Okay, it's safe here, Huang Zhenren can rest here, they can't find you, the old man is going to find something he likes."

Ghost Xiu was extremely excited, singing a ballad in his mouth.

"Your body is yours, your soul is mine......"

His lyrics are a bit infiltrating, he chose a path and walked in, and his figure disappeared directly.

"Damn, what am I going to do so fast?"

Huang Quan was stunned, that ghost cultivator ran too fast.

Well, as long as it's safe here, you can cultivate your body first.

He sat down, took fierce medicine when he was seriously ill, and frantically devoured the Pure Yang Pill, first filling up the dantian, and then straightening out all the disrupted functions.

Two or three hours later, Huang Quan opened his eyes.

The ghost cultivator hadn't come back yet, so he must have been hiding in some corner, devouring the ghost qi.

"Huang Quan, you're awake."

The voice of the immeasurable woman came to my head.

"Well, what's the discovery?"

Huang Quan asked.

"The Nine Heavens Rest Soil is nearby, and the Divine Tree will show you the way."

"Okay."

Huang Quan walked into a fork in the road and walked along the road.

In order to prevent accidents, he opened the eye of heaven and shone directly ahead.

In it, he can do whatever he wants, without worrying about secrets being revealed.

As he walked, Tianyan found that there were a few wisps of mist in the road, which was not much.

Huang Quan stopped, and used the Xuanniao Sword to poke into a wisp of mist, only to hear the sound of "Zizizi", and the sword body shook wildly.

He immediately drew back the Xuanniao Sword, and found that the section that had penetrated into the mist had directly turned black and even corroded.

If you draw the sword and take a few steps slower, I am afraid that even the Xuanniao Sword will be directly corroded, and the small Xuanniao spirit inside will be poisoned alive.

Poisonous Mist!

Fat Dun said to Huang Quan that between the third and fourth layers, there is a powerful prohibition called the poisonous fog.

The poisonous mist was extremely terrifying, and even the earth immortals would be poisoned to death if they entered.

This is only on the edge, if it is in a dense fog area, I am afraid that nothing in this world can survive.

"Huang Quan, this is the primordial fog, the most poisonous thing in the world, I'll help you."

After speaking, a ray of yellow light shot out from the center of the eyebrows, which was the ancient painting of the transformation of the wrapping cloth.

The ancient painting emitted yellow light all over his body, and he swirled, like a cloak, draped over Huang Quan's body.

"Okay."

With the cloak on his body, Huang Quan stepped directly into the poisonous mist, and the ancient painting could protect Huang Quan from being eroded by the poisonous mist, and he could come and go freely in it.

Even if you go to the dense fog area, it is also a good place, and Huang Quan also uses the eye of heaven from time to time to look ahead.

Not long after, Huang Quan directly cut through the mist, jumped down from a semi-arc hole, and came to a stone room.

"Huang Quan, the Nine Heavens Breath is nearby, I have already sensed it. However, there seems to be a scary guy here, be careful. ”

In my head, I heard the voice of an immeasurable woman.

"Oh?"

Generally, next to the Arcana, there will be a terrifying power to protect it.

Before Huang Quan could answer the immeasurable woman, a mighty voice came from all around.

"Someone actually passed through the primordial mist, it's good, I want to see who the power is!"

The voice spoke on the third floor.

Suddenly, Huang Quan felt that there was a strong wind blowing in the stone room.

The next moment, a sharp blood shot down Huang Quan's head.

Huang Quan dodged sideways, and his body flew upside down more than ten feet away.

In the area where he was standing just now, a crack several feet wide was split by a large magic knife, and sand and rocks flew away.

And the magic knife, covered in blood red, extremely ferocious, emitted an aura of choosing people to devour.

This knife is actually a treasure.

And the compass of that Zong Bai Zhenren is a level, a low-grade treasure.

However, it only has a simple killing function.

"Magic Knife! Bloodbath! ”

In Huang Quan's mind, Huang Lingji's voice came.

The immeasurable woman doesn't seem to know much about these things in the afterlife.

And Huang Lingji seems to recognize this knife.

"Oh?"

Huang Quan hesitated.

"It should be it, legend has it that under the command of the Yellow Emperor, there was a person who slaughtered the generals, used a magic knife, killed four million living beings in one night, and washed the world with blood."

Huang Lingji said.

The Yellow Emperor was the monarch of the human race before the Dao, and this human slaughter was the first general under his command, and he was famous.

After that, the Yellow Emperor ascended from the road, and the loyal people were slaughtered, and after his death, he was also buried in the mausoleum of the Yellow Emperor, relying on his tenacious fighting spirit to guard the tomb of the Yellow Emperor and follow him forever.

And the magic knife is bloody, it is a weapon of human slaughter, killing millions of lives, and bloodbathing the world.

After the person was slaughtered, the magic knife was naturally buried with him.

Huang Quan fixed his eyes and saw that the person holding the magic knife in his hand was a ghost servant, wearing armor, with a disheveled head, and his eyes were only whites, and he couldn't see the kernel of his eyes.

The real human slaughter is dead, and this is only his petrified body.

The immortal will, in the course of thousands of years, has been fused with the pottery maid and completely petrified.

Only stone is permanent.

"I thought it was a great power, but it turned out to be just a small Gang Qi Realm."

Ren Tu's tone was a little disappointed.

"You trespass on Xuanyuan's grave, a dead end."

As he spoke, his petrified body disappeared directly, and the next moment, he raised his magic knife and slashed at Huang Quan's head.

In an instant, Huang Quan realized that he was shrouded in bloodbathing war intent, and he felt that "four million floating corpses, a bloody sky".

But at such times, he did not dare to retreat, because fear could not help but arise in his heart.

The heart is the Dao heart, and if the Dao heart retreats and collapses into dust, it will be difficult to progress in cultivation in the future.

He hurriedly raised his sword to resist.

While......