"It's really possible, but I haven't seen Tie Xiangsheng either. Han Dao shook his head, "If it is really the eight masters of the year, plus so many of their disciples are working together against the central altar. That central 'presence' would be terrible. Could it be the legendary Martial King level? ”

"Poetry is fragrant, there is no East River in the west, and the royal family of 'Shangchengtian', that's right, it is estimated that it is true. Isn't that leader on the south side wearing a crown? Tang Chun looked at them one by one and was even more shocked.

"They're here for a cold water, can't it be that there's a cold water at the central altar?" said the cold knife.

"No, a water cold is two iron chains, obviously held by the lock tied to Tai Dongyang from the Extraterritorial Heavenly City. Tang Chun shook his head.

"It's hard for anyone to tell clearly these years, so you can be sure that Tai Dongyang is not lying to you? I think Tai Dongyang is not reliable, and there is a problem with what he said.

This water cold may have been our Haoyue Continent, and Tai Dongyang's extraterritorial heavenly city wanted to occupy it and came in to snatch it, and was finally caught by the Martial King Gaishi Fenghua Lock.

And what locks Tai Dongyang is not necessarily a water cold. How could the Martial King use an important thing like a water cold that could indicate the mark of the Heavenly Island where he lived to lock people?

This kind of thing should be hidden in a secret place. Moreover, it is quite difficult to get your hands on it. I suspect there's something wrong with this altar. Han Dao analyzed.

"Well, that makes sense. Maybe it's because the Haoyue Continent and the Extraterritorial Heavenly City also have grievances and grievances. However, if you want to talk about secrets, here it is also a secret. Tang Chun said.

"These people are all dead, but it is estimated that a person like Tie Xiangsheng will not die so easily. Qi Passage Realm powerhouses generally find ways to preserve their souls through certain means.

Otherwise, these people have been dead for thousands of years, and they still have their hands on their waists and they have not fallen. It is impossible for the corpse of a dead person to stand so steadily. Maybe the eight of them have put up a stalemate in a formation.

And the central altar didn't please much, and both sides were waiting for their chance. Han Dao said, suddenly startled, and said in surprise, "If we slip into the realm, will we enter their trap?"

"Now we know that there is no way to enter the trap, and we probably can't get out of it now. Only by breaking this stalemate can we have a chance to break the barrier and get out of the gap. Tang Chun said.

At this moment, Ding Dingdang, Ding Dingdang, the ringing of bells pierced in this empty and inexplicable, which made people suddenly panic. Moreover, Tang Chun felt that the Mud Pill Palace trembled slightly, as if the soul god was about to escape out of the body.

"Hold the yuan and return to one, keep the heart. The sound of the cold knife sounded in Tang Chun's ears.

"What's going on, how do I feel that this bell seems to be summoning spirits?" Tang Chun asked.

"Well, the ringing seems to be stimulating the soul of a person. Let's take a closer look, these eight teams are estimated to have changes soon. Of course, this bell is estimated to be a fairly high-level weapon. Han Dao said.

Sure enough, the person suspected of being Tie Xiangsheng shuddered, and soon, the whole team seemed to come to life. And the next moment, the other seven teams all moved under this spirit bell.

Those eyes were all opened, but Tang Chun was suddenly startled, and found that the eyes of those dry corpses were full of green mangs.

"Are they all ghosts, or zombies?" Tang Chun muttered.

"It is estimated that there is a special setting here, so that these people died thousands of years ago and refined into this kind of thing that is not human and ghost. It doesn't seem to be exactly like a yin soul if it is said to be a yin spirit, and yin souls are generally a void yin body. And the shriveled corpses of these people will still move. It's a bit similar to a zombie. Here, it could be a zombie horde refined by a mysterious master to deal with the central altar. Or what kind of big ritual is being carried out for?" said Handao.

Yikes...... Yikes......

At this moment, there were suddenly terrible cries of pain from the altar. And as the cry came, the thick ink mist around the altar began to churn, as if the clouds had suddenly been blown by a strong wind, and there was a feeling of boiling.

Tintin Dang...... Tintin Dang......

The bell rang more cheerfully, and the eight teams began to move their hands and feet. It was as if I had been awakened from a dream I had slumbered thousands of years ago.

The fortune teller guy who seemed to be born of iron opened his green eyes and pushed his palm forward. Tang Chun found that the palm of his hand was full of gray qi. The gang qi formed a ping-pong ball, and smashed it towards the center of the altar.

And when the little thing hits the center of the altar, it makes a crackling sound. And the black fog churned even harder. However, the altar was still standing and there was no movement. All eight teams sent out a ping-pong ball-shaped gray soul-colored aura and attacked towards the central altar.

However, the fog of the altar suddenly and strangely arranged into a ribbon, forming a black ribbon in front of the altar. Those ping-pong-like soul qi were blocked as soon as they attacked, and then the streamer-like Dongdong twisted a few times as if all the ping-pong-ball soul qi was devoured.

The black streamer took the opportunity to expand to the periphery, but countless ping-pong-like soul colors hit the streamer like raindrops, and the streamer twisted the most painfully before returning to its original position and continuing to stalemate.

"I feel as if they are evenly matched without external help, and no one can tolerate anyone, unless we attack it. Otherwise, it won't help for us to wait here together. Tang Chun said.

"I'll try it first. Handao agreed, and was a little impatient. The meniscus knife was forced into by him with a lot of energy, and suddenly the knife formed a substantial sword that was more than a foot long.

The knife was tossed by him, spinning in the air with a piercing clatter, cutting through the black streamer. At this time, the ping-pong-shaped soul qi also seemed to cooperate with the cold knife to violently attack the black streamer.

Zila......

A slight purple light flashed, and the streamer was actually cut open by the meniscus knife. However, in an instant, the crack as thin as a finger shook the black mist and sealed it again. However, in that moment. Tang Chun saw a miserable white, slightly green face twisted in pain.

"There is a face in it, not a face, not a soul body, it is definitely the face of a living person. Tang Chun said.

"Well, I saw that too. Han Dao said, "There is actually a living person in it, and besides, that person is quite young. This shows that people have been in this place for decades. ”

"Who is he?" Tang Chun said.

"It doesn't matter who he is, the knife just now has an effect, I'll do it a few more. It is estimated that there are no living masters in it. Otherwise, I would have been wounded. The cold knife snorted fiercely, and the meniscus knife threw him out again, this time the momentum of the sword was even stronger than just now.

The gloomy air was clearly cut in two by the sword, and there was a popping sound before it collapsed. Dao Gang actually burst out of the knife and slashed at the black streamer from the air. And the cold knife was very accurate, and it happened to be split together when the ping-pong ball object attacked the streamer.

Chirp......

This time there was a response, and the streamer was split into two pieces. The streamer that was cut into two pieces was bumped and exploded by the soul of the table tennis ball, and a rumbling sound sounded.

When the black mist wanted to gather again, Tang Chun's Ruyi golden spear struck, and the fire spirit technique that spread out at the head of the spear shot towards the crack in the middle of the two streamers.

And Tang Chun's Heavenly Eye stabbed into it, and hurriedly asked the man, "Who are you and what's going on?"

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