This stone slab turned down, the following is only two zhang high, waiting for Zhuge Hong to stop with both feet, staring at it, there is a Taiji diagram at the foot, surrounded by stone carved gossip figures, each hexagram direction, each has a portal, think that the night tassel and others must have walked into one of the doors.

Tai Huanlou is proficient in the Nine Palaces Bagua and other strange sects, so as soon as he looks at the gossip graphics arranged on the ground and the corresponding eight portals, he will be clear at a glance, and walk towards the "Sheng" gate without thinking. Just approaching the "Sheng" gate, he said to himself: "Since there are eight portals lined up here, as long as anyone who knows a little about gossip, anyone will know that they should enter from the 'rest', 'sheng', and 'open' doors, then there is no need to set up the gossip array, so it is inferred that these eight portals must have been reversed!"

Well, it must be like this, the more he thought about it, the more Zhuge Hong was sure of his guess, in his previous life, he heard that some ancient ruins were arranged with upside-down gossip arrays, and as soon as his mind moved, he immediately turned around and walked towards the "death" door.

After a while, the slender corridor finally came to an end, and what appeared in front of him was a blue stone staircase, surrounded by several glass lamps, illuminating a wooden board at the entrance of the staircase.

"Innate to the Tao, Yin and Yang ghosts change, enter this cave, nine deaths and one life!"

At this time, he is still playing tricks...... Zhuge Hong smiled disdainfully, he was safe and sound all the way, and he became more and more sure of his previous speculation, most of these nine deaths and lives were also deceptive in his opinion, but the eight words "congenital to the Tao, yin and yang ghost change" appeared again, which always made him feel that there must be a deep meaning.

But he couldn't figure it out for a while, but fortunately he climbed the stairs. Nine steps, starting from the eighth, scattered with bones.

Zhuge Hong looked at the mountains of corpses in front of him, and was a little shocked in his heart, judging from the residual breath of these bones, the owners of these bones are not weak in their own cultivation, and there must be a five-story building for cultivation, and so far, his divine mind has not found the existence of Night Tassel and others, could it be that he pretended to be smart and thought too much before, but chose a wrong hole......

It's just nine deaths and a lifetime, this cave can make so many monks throw their blood, there must be something extraordinary, have come here, how can you be willing to give up like this. Thinking about it, he stepped onto the stage again.

At the end of the steps, an old man with a tiger's head and a cow body, three eyes and a pair of sharp horns appeared in front of Zhuge Hong.

The Great Emperor Tubo of the Hidden Capital!

This image Zhuge Gongzi has seen in an ancient book, it is the ghost emperor Tubo of the witch and evil lineage, and in ancient times, he was also known as the emperor of the hidden capital.

With a long sigh, this turned out to be the body of Tubo, the ancient emperor, who died without decay, and it was really good.

With a sigh, he saw a Zhenguo Tiger Talisman in Tubo's hand again.

The Zhenguo Tiger Talisman in the ancient secluded capital, it is rumored that this thing has the power to dominate ten thousand ghosts, at least it is also a ground-level spiritual treasure, no wonder so many monks are crazy about it.

Zhuge Hong's eyes were hot, but thinking that so many people were dying for this, he didn't dare to act at will.

"If I were you, I wouldn't touch that tiger talisman easily!"

Suddenly, a sneer came.

Surrounded by blood, it was the witch general who had ghosted the second general. Being able to enter and exit this tomb of heavenly ghosts at will, it is even more unusual for a witch general.

Zhuge Hong was slightly surprised, because he had just followed the night tassel all the way, and he didn't notice this person. However, it soon dawned on him that since this was a forbidden place for the witch clan, it was not surprising that there were several hidden exits.

"Who are you?" Zhuge Hong calmed down, the person in front of him had the cultivation of the Six-Fold Building, but the witchcraft of the Ghost Emperor's vein was strange and difficult to prevent, and the real strength was only afraid to exceed this realm.

"Wu Zhiqi!" the person who came had a cold face, and the blood-colored aura on his body was agitated.

"Wu family general!" Zhuge Hong's face was solemn, because the ghost emperor's vein had the blood of the ancient Wu clan, the same realm was originally stronger than ordinary monks, not to mention that this Wu family war general was the real battle guardian of this clan. Although his physical strength is too much beyond that of a monk of the same level, it is far worse than this person, as for crushing the other party with the power of the Yuan Shen, this ghost emperor's relict line does not cultivate the Yuan God, and the effect is also limited......

Seeing that Zhuge Hong was not far away, Wu Zhiqi smiled disdainfully, "Obediently suffer death, I can make your death happier!"

"Yes!" Zhuge Hong's eyes narrowed, and the momentum of the eleventh floor of the Yuan Shen immediately crushed towards Wu Zhiqi.

An indescribable sense of oppression surged in, Wu Zhiqi's soul trembled, and his heart was shocked, so he heard Zhuge Hong's voice continue to come, "It's up to you!"

Wu Zhiqi was shocked and took a few steps back, this disdain directly filled his excited eyes, and the blood around him continued to riot and roar.

But he rigidly restrained his impulses, firstly, he suddenly couldn't see through the person in front of him, and secondly, this was the tomb of Tubo.

Eight doors, behind each one is the tomb of the master of the Ghost Emperor's relict clan, where their immortal body and unyielding will are stored, in order to cooperate with the Ten Directions Sealing Demon Array to suppress the innate ghost mother below.

Zhuge Hong didn't know that no matter which door he chose, he would face nine deaths and a lifetime, but this death door was the most dangerous of them.

Wu Zhiqi stared at Zhuge Hong deadly, although the momentum was fierce, but the Wu family generals fought the heavens and the earth, not afraid of life and death, and would not retreat in the face of difficulties, not to mention, he could feel the power on the other party's body, but it was just about the Xiuzhen Triple Building. What made him scruple was the body of Tubo behind Zhuge Hong.

Zhuge Hong obviously realized this, and smiled lightly: "I said this is a misunderstanding, do you believe it?"

“......”

"You see, the King's Landing Ghost King is about to come in, and the enemy is now, so why bother with one more enemy......"

Wu Zhiqi stared at him deadly, "Are you afraid?"

"It's up to you!"

Wu Zhiqi is angry to death, but it's not good to act rashly.

Zhuge Hong relied on himself, and while putting his mouth cannon, he began to carefully look at the Tubo body in front of him.

As the first generation of ghost emperors in Youdu, there are many legends about Tubo, and most of Zhuge Hong scoffs at them, because the body of Tubo in front of him all shows that Tubo did not become a god as the legend, and after all, he failed to transcend life and death!

Regardless of Tubo's cultivation during his lifetime, it was far beyond the existence of the Twelve Floors of Xiuzhen, and the strength of the other party's physical body had far exceeded his imagination. Moreover, in this physical body, there is a strange spiritual fluctuation, as if the person in front of him can come back to life at any time, but this spiritual fluctuation exudes an ancient aura of death.

Innate to the Tao, yin and yang ghosts change. Somehow, Zhuge Hong suddenly thought of this sentence that he saw in the innate gossip array!

At this moment, the corners of Wu Zhiqi's mouth in the distance suddenly curled, and his right hand pinched a strange spell without a trace.

There was a wriggling of the white bones under Zhuge Hong's feet......