Although these mountain hunters hated the existence of what they called dangerous mountain ghosts, they still didn't dare to personally take Ji Nineteen and them to fight together, so they generally pointed them in the direction. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

That's where their fathers guarded the cemetery.

There is a huge depression in the natural cliff wall on the mountainside.

Fortunately, in the early years, there was a mountain road to and from the sacrifice, and the two of them didn't spend much exercise to find the way up.

The mountains are high and dense, and the fog is very heavy, of course, the two of them did not choose to go in the sky with great fanfare, and are slowly walking on the faintly visible stone steps covered with mountain vines and dead branches and leaves.

From the neatness of the stone steps and the meticulous drainage ditches, it can be seen how much the ancestors attached great importance to the construction of this road.

If it weren't for some major changes, it wouldn't have been possible to end the long-term offerings.

There are also several pavilions built on the mountain for people to rest, all of which are made of stone to preserve to this day, and some ancient patterns carved from the stones can be inferred that they were popular hundreds of years ago.

It seems that these Orions are not lying about the times.

Winding up the mountain road, dozens of miles later, it suddenly turned into a hollow cliff wall, which was sandwiched by tall and steep cliffs on both sides.

The vegetation in the middle is sparse, and a wide stone passage has been artificially carved out of the narrow passage of rocks.

The surrounding is to carve out some natural hard stone carvings out of moire, animals, and human figures, and from the clothes of these portraits, you can distinguish that those patterns on the mountain road are popular in the same era.

Presumably, this was the retreat of those royal monks.

A yin wind blew from above, making the two observers not only shiver.

Hey, it's weird, and the real people who build the foundation have long been weatherless, and they won't easily produce those stress reactions such as ordinary people.

The yin wind that can make them cold all over their bodies must have a great origin, no wonder the hunters under the mountain say that they dare not approach here for anything, no matter what Ji Nineteen they use to abduct them, they will shake their heads and refuse to lead the way.

This geography should be untouched for a long time, but when you turn into this depression, the regular stone stairs, the intricate cloud patterns, the lifelike animal carvings, and the character sculptures are spotless and neat, as if someone is always taking care of them.

Birds chirping along the way, pine trees and mountain rabbits and other small animals that often haunt have disappeared without a trace, as if this area is a forbidden area for life, isolated and deep in the mountains.

The entrance is narrow, and the two cliffs are also growing obliquely upwards, and from the bottom it looks like a line is about to close together, no wonder a few people drove their swords around the mountain and did not notice this special place the day before.

The light was dim, but both of them were enlightened Tsuki-based real people, and that couldn't stop their sight.

The two of them bowed their heads to each other slightly, and each summoned a flying sword to hover around their bodies and slowly walked in.

The strange thing is that although the wind was gusting all the way, there was no obstacle, and it was very smooth to the bottom of the depression of the cliff.

There is a door carved from mountain stone here, and the side is written in four strong big characters 'Cassia Mansion', two of you, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know the origin of this name.

In the boxy wooden frame, there was no gate that should have existed, and the two stepped in, and from the traces, it was indeed the appearance that the gate had never existed.

However, the cold wind that slowly poured out from the inside made the two of them very uncomfortable, and even Ji Shijiu found that countless goosebumps had appeared on his two arms, which was something that rarely happened since he cultivated.

Hurriedly lifted a trace of mana and walked around the whole body, getting rid of the feeling that this made people disgusted, squinting his eyes and looking at Huang Dingtian, only to see that he was also frowning slightly, puffing up his green clothes, which was almost the same as his situation.

Fortunately, it's not an exception, it seems that there must be something strange inside.

"Brother Ji, be careful, there are strange things everywhere here, I have to be careful to deal with it. Huang Dingtian's drumming clothes said in a deep voice.

It seems that he is also a little cautious.

"Understood. Ji Nineteen returned cautiously.

Immediately, the two of them slapped a talisman on their bodies, and each put up a shield, the difference was that Ji Nineteen used an earth-attribute orange and yellow shield, and the yellow-topped angel produced a water-attribute dark blue shield.

In this way, the gloomy air gushing out of the doorway was isolated, and only the slightest sound of wind was heard, and there was no longer the slightest discomfort just now.

The two of them, who had arranged a layer of defense, advanced into the room again, and along the way there were stone tables, stone chairs, stone flower platforms, stone pillars, and stone porches, and from these smooth and jade utensils that were rubbed, it can be seen that there were indeed many people who lived here in the early years.

Strangely, there were no traces of silk cloth in the courtyard or in the main room, and there were no lighting objects such as moonstones that should have been inlaid in the grooves carved into the walls that were hard and smooth as mirrors.

All the way in, although the courtyard is wide, but there is no fork in the road, and the main hall of the side rooms of the side rooms is searched, most of them are the same furnishings, and of course they do not meet half a living person.

I don't know how many courtyards it is, the entrance hall of this courtyard is much larger, and there is no side room in the room, so there is only a wide hall that occupies a huge space.

The ground is smooth as a mirror, paved with black marble, the dome is high in a round arch, several zhang high, and there is no lighting, the peculiar thing is that the entrance is a god platform made of flowing white jade, and the rank of black jade carving is placed on it.

It can be seen from the literal words of the Great Qi royal family that they are not looking for the wrong place.

In front of the shrine is a stone incense case, a stone furnace tripod, from the incense case and the furnace tripod of the material can be distinguished from the stone carved from the recess of the cliff wall outside.

On the incense case, the furnace has long been empty, and the sacrifice has long been lost, and there is no futon for people to worship.

Bypassing the tall altar, the things inside are a little creepy, and the sarcophagi behind them are neatly and orderly.

If you count them, I'm afraid there are hundreds of them.

There is enough strange things, the largest and widest place is actually the place for them to put the coffin.

As soon as their divine sense swept away, the two of them were even more shocked, many heavy coffins were cold and cold, and there was an inexplicable breath that isolated the inside of the coffin, and it was impossible to detect the situation inside.

Needless to say, the corpses in these coffins are likely to have changed over the years, and may have entered the ghost path.

But a faint demonic aura overflowed in the major coffins, why is this?

Both of them have found this place, why didn't these creatures who showed great malice yesterday night make any noise?

It's puzzling.

Ji Nineteen, who was the first to be breathless, blamed himself all the way, why didn't he protect the two girls who were like flowers and jade, and let the black mist take away.

But after two lifetimes of human washing, he didn't show it.

At this time, he could no longer hold back any longer, and walked to a sarcophagus nearby.

This is a sarcophagus made entirely of rough rock, and the hardness of this stone can be seen from the crystalline quartz crystals interspersed in it, but it is also the most common type of sarcophagus in the main hall.

Whether it is its material, its size, or the simple moire carved on the outside, it can be judged to be ordinary.

But in this way, an ordinary sarcophagus could block Ji Nineteen's divine sense detection, leaving him speechless.

Standing five steps away from this coffin, he lifted his mana, poured his right arm, and slapped it out with a palm to the tightly closed coffin lid that was slightly upturned and closed.

The strength of his body was probably not able to shake these bulky things, and he didn't want to risk his body and touch these strange things with his body.

There was a creaking sound, the sound of stones rubbing against stones, and the lid slowly slid back.

The gap is getting bigger and bigger, and the strange divine consciousness still can't detect the information in the coffin through the gap, as if there is a smooth membrane, and the shrouded divine consciousness slides through the sides and can't penetrate it.

When the coffin lid squeaked and slid halfway and then didn't move anymore, this was Ji Shijiu who used his mana to control the force, and he didn't intend to push the heavy coffin lid open and fall to the ground. The noise would be so loud that it would startle everything here. This has the added benefit of opening half of the coffin's lid if there is a legendary zombie or something like that, perhaps opening half of the coffin's lid may limit its movement a little.

This is just a hypothetical idea that he has watched too many zombie movies in his life and gone astray.

If the zombies in this world are the same as those in the movies, it's too easy to slaughter, stiff and jumping, and the action can be tried to be negative, isn't it the non-moving target of various spells.

Sure enough, there was something strange, a puff of white smoke rose from the half-opened coffin, starting as a wisp, slowly turning into a small ball, and then gathering into the size of a basketball.

As the white smoke drifted out, the coffin's obstruction to the divine consciousness lost its effect, and the divine consciousness smoothly extended inside.

An ugly corpse lay on its back in a coffin, with a high forehead, sunken eye sockets, and ornate clothes, which were distinguished from the headdress and clothing as a woman, but there were no burial objects.

The white smoke of the basketball did not move in any way, only suspended quietly above the coffin, and the divine sense could not detect the specific situation in the white smoke.

The two glanced at each other, and Huang Dingtian drove the flying sword to pierce the white smoke, and the white smoke did not resist in any way, and the sharp sword pierced through the middle, and a hole appeared.

The white smoke slowly squirmed to fill the hole that had been pierced by the sword, and before it could make up for a tenth, the sword glowing with cold light quickly turned back a few piercings again, and then a few more stirred, stirring the big ball of the basketball to pieces.

Before, Huang Dingtian had already sacrificed a moonstone for lighting, although they didn't really need lighting, but in such a strange scene, they still chose to do so, maybe it was a habit they developed before the monastic.

Wisps of white smoke scattered in the air, and there was no longer a trace of life, and it was no longer as slow as it was just now, and it was about to gather in one place.

With this experience, the two began to push open the coffin one by one, and at first one person opened the coffin carefully, and the other guarded the surroundings, and then the two acted separately.

However, there were too many coffins, and the white smoke in the most ordinary coffins was not destroyed for half an hour.

An hour later, the indifferent two finally finished disposing of the most ordinary coffin.

They always felt that these white smoke were strange and abnormal, and they only acted like this after the sound transmission, first easy and then difficult, first to solve the least threatening ones, and then talk about it, it is difficult to guarantee that these things will not be connected to threaten them.

At this time, the coffins in the hall have been ten or eight, and the rest are made of all kinds of precious stones that are huge and friendless, or black and smooth, or crystal like jade.

Whether in terms of appearance or size, these are extraordinary existences, so that the two of them bypassed these useless and easy to provoke at first.

Even the anxious Ji Nineteen didn't provoke easily, he knew the truth that if you want to hurry, you can't reach it, if you want to rescue the two people smoothly, you have to be careful with Huang Dingtian.

Adjusting their breathing rate, glancing at the wisps of white smoke that spread into the hall and even drifted out of the hall, the two of them began to uncover the relatively small-looking white jade sarcophagus.

The coffin is polished through the smooth body, the jade is fair, there is no variegation, the two ends of the coffin lid raised high and the coffin body with clear water chestnuts are shining in the soft light of the moonstone, as if it is a rare work of art.

Huang Dingtian raised his eyebrows, and with a palm infused with mana, the single white jade coffin in front of him seemed to tremble a few times, and the chirp sounded, and the coffin lid slowly slid backwards.

It's not good, just a crack in the coffin lid appeared, and a stream of pink light smoke poured out, and with the sound of clanging, a thick demonic aura spread out.

The two of them, who had been prepared, drove the flying sword that was already eyeing them away.

Before all the pink smoke poured out, it was cut into several sections, and a woman's painful voice wailed out of the white jade coffin.

Before the two of them could be complacent, a large cloud of pink smoke gushed out, wrapping several strands of messy smoke that had been cut off and scattered by the two before, and a pink demonic ghost-faced woman appeared under the rapid squirming and glared at the two angrily.

Of course, the flying swords of the two unceremoniously pierced this grimace, but it seemed to have little effect.

The grimace emitted a silver bell-like woman's poignant laughter, giggling, heeping, and hoccups, as if she was screaming in pain, and like moaning with excitement, which was very treacherous.

After the woman's face condensed, she was not polite, and rolled angrily and rushed towards Ji Nineteen, grimacing the size of a basin with a huge pink mouth, as if she wanted to swallow the young man in white who had bullied her for a long time.

Although the two commanded the flying sword to keep chasing and intercepting, the other party was originally gaseous, and they couldn't help the other party.

Seeing that Ji Nineteen was about to suffer, Ji Nineteen eagerly threw all the two fire-based spell runes head-on.

The grimace was stunned for a moment, and then it saw that there were some yellow-orange-orange fluttering pieces of paper, and the speed did not slow down to meet the imminent future, trying to pass through these sweeping pieces of paper.

At this time, Ji Nineteen saw the opportunity, and at the same time activated a huge amount of fire-based spell runes, and instantly wrapped the pink grimace like a blooming firework, and one by one fireballs, fire snakes, and firebirds stuck to the pink grimace like maggots on tarsal bones.

'Ah...' The terrible screams were endless, and the inevitable pink grimace was almost on the verge of collapse under the many spell attacks.