Chapter 11

Standing in place, looking at the ruins in the dark, Xue Xuan's heart was flooded with extremely violent ripples.

Instead of dreaming of peace until the end of life, it is better to dream wild for a lifetime!

The air still reverberated with such words, like the echoes of the labyrinthine mountains, there was a kind of condensed and majestic magic, which shook the heartstrings and made people unable to calm down.

Taking a deep breath, Xue Xuan closed his eyes, paused for a few seconds, and when he opened them again, his somewhat bright eyes returned to calm.

He straightened his chest, and immediately put his hands together in the direction where the Medicine King had disappeared, and bowed ninety degrees.

"Hope you're really alive. ”

Xue Xuan vaguely guessed that the Medicine King should have chosen a path that did not know the consequences after stepping in, life and death were in the sky, whether he was alive or dead, this afterimage did not know at all.

No matter what, Xue Xuan sincerely hopes that the Medicine King is still alive, he has helped himself so much, and he has devoted his whole life to him, although it is to prevent him from being cut off, but he has to be grateful.

If someone respects me, I will return the favor.

Xue Xuan is a person with clear grievances in his bones, and he has a standard of being a person and doing things.

Pick up the things that fell, these bottles and cans are good things, they can't be left behind, clean up everything, Xue Xuan played with the broken ding in his hand.

This was picked up in the dark river with the bronze plate, and Xue Xuan put it into his pocket with the idea that the antique was valuable, and later the bronze plate showed a good look, Xue Xuan thought that this broken tripod was also a treasure, but the medicine king did not mention it, it seems that he thought about it too much.

Putting it into the backpack casually, Xue Xuan stared at the bronze plate again, and it seemed that this thing was called a thousand golden immortals.

The bronze plate is very simple, and there are mottled rusts, full of the breath of time, Xue Xuan's eyes suddenly condensed, and then carefully peeled off those rusts, and the inexplicable lines on the bronze plate were displayed, which looked chaotic, like a child's graffiti when painting.

However, when he saw these lines, Xue Xuan's eyes suddenly brightened, and at the same time, in his mind, it seemed to be a machine running in an orderly manner, and an inexplicable stream of information was extracted, and then these seemingly meaningless graffiti were parsed into sentences of words permeated with inexplicable power.

A Thousand Golden Immortals.

All in all, these are four big characters, Xue Xuan's eyes continued to sweep down, and he didn't seem to have any sense of hindrance, as if he usually read the text, not to mention ten lines at a glance, but it was almost the same.

Resist the fire and the real dragon!

As soon as he swept these five words, Xue Xuan felt a kind of blazing heat, as if he had suddenly appeared in the hot volcanic area.

"This ......"

Xue Xuan's palm grasped the bronze plate tightly, and on the palm, cyan blood vessels emerged, you can imagine how much strength it used, and the pair of eyes were even brighter, with indescribable excitement.

Immediately afterwards, classmate Xue's rampant laughter broke the silent dark world and resounded exaggeratedly.

With a frown, Xue Xuan immediately stopped laughing, and at the same time scolded in his heart, I sue you, I'm too excited, if you provoke the soul demon, it will be a tragedy.

Quickly shifting his position, Xue Xuan hurriedly left here.

Behind a decaying ruin, in a sunken cavern, Xue sat cross-legged with bronze plates on his legs, motionless, completely immersed in a mass of inexplicable lines.

When Xue Xuan was silently studying the Fire Resisting True Dragon Technique, in that distant darkness, an amazing collision was taking place, and that brilliant light and huge power directly made the entire earth tremble.

If you can get a cross-sectional view from above, you will find that the nine entrances correspond to the nine huge caves, and then at the other end of the huge cave, there is a passage that extends into the dark depths.

And at the end of that, the nine passages gradually converged, and finally led to a cave larger than the nine caves, in the cave, dark and cold, all kinds of small ghosts, knife mountains, grinding, oil pots, sawing and other group portraits are distributed, each sculpture makes people's scalp tingling, heart jumping, a feeling of reaching hell.

In the middle of the cave is where the Great War broke out.

There are a total of three figures, suppressing a cloud of black mist, behind the heavy black mist, there are three humanoid soul demons, on the face, the facial features are all transformed, looking like ordinary people, in addition to the whole body is pitch black, the black qi rising is somewhat abnormal.

This is a fully transformed soul demon.

Among the soul demons, it is already an extremely tricky existence, that kind of strength, far more than ordinary soul demons, the strength is extremely powerful, one is difficult to deal with, and at this time, there are three.

However, even with a soul demon of this level, the battle situation at this moment is still one-sided.

The three figures blew like a hurricane, and where they passed, the black fog quickly dissipated, like the remnants of snow in the scorching sun, and they were so defeated that they had no power to resist.

If Xue Xuan is here, he will find that these three figures are all familiar, one of them is his senior brother Lu Feiyang, and the other two are also Yuan Xuan and Liu Yuan, senior brothers of Zixiao Sect, who they just met not long ago.

These three joined forces, although they were at a stalemate for some time at first, but since they were arranged to go down the mountain, they naturally had spiritual treasures and means for the soul demons, and when they were displayed one by one, even if the three humanoid soul demons supported the field, but that kind of defeat was already inevitable.

It was only a matter of time before these soul demons were suppressed.

When there is a fierce battle here, the ground is not calm, the four figures are staggered, one after another fierce attacks, bringing out the sharp air whistling, breaking the suffocating dead silence of the ghost city, in the ghost gate, the sound of the fight is sonorous, and the magic light is like a brilliant light feather, flying in the air.

But no matter how loud the movement here was, no one came to investigate, the whole city was suddenly silent, all the lights disappeared, as if everyone was asleep, the street was misty, a few pieces of waste paper were flying, there was no figure, it seemed extremely cold.

This is not a strange phenomenon, people who live in the ghost city of Xudu, more or less know something, at midnight, no matter how loud the movement and strange sound occurs in the ghost gate, don't pay attention to it, turn off the light and sleep is the most important thing.

This is a good word passed down from the hearts of the old generation, there were some hot-blooded guys, I don't know how thick the sky is to investigate, and the final result is that they never appear in the world again, and the bones have never been left.

"Grandpa, it's so noisy outside. ”

In a corner outside the ghost gate, in a house, a little girl got out of the bed, ran to the old man standing in front of the window and stared blankly outside, pulled the corner of his clothes and asked.

This back, a little rickety, very thin, wide clothes wrapped around him, in this long dark night, it actually gave people a sense of mystery, this person is the old man Xue Shu lost in the ghost gate.

"It's okay, it's okay. ”

The old man turned sideways, the dim moonlight shining through the window, shining on his wrinkled face, his eyes cloudy, definitely eighty or ninety years old, he touched the little girl's head lovingly, and said softly.

"Grandpa, everyone says this is called a ghost town, is there really a ghost in this world?

The little girl pouted and asked innocently, the two pigtails swaying in the moonlight, a little playful.

"That kind of thing, naturally, is not good. ”

The old man shook his head, patted the little girl's head, and blamed.

"It's time to go to bed. ”

The old man dragged the little girl and disappeared into the window.

ps: owe a more......