Chapter Ninety-Six: The Devil Cries and the Gods Weep
The feet are uneven, the ridges on the head are upside down, and if you are not careful, you may bump into your forehead.
Lin Xuanqing walked in front, and the big man Fan Chuan followed, and walked towards the depths of the tunnel with great caution.
The tunnel twists and turns, and soon a fork in the road appears.
"Which way shall we go?" asked Fan Chuan, the big man.
Lin Xuanqing stared around and found that the ground was covered with silt, the rain was dripping on the rock wall, and his footsteps were messy. Even he couldn't tell where he was going.
"Squeak!"
As he groaned, the Soul Eater suddenly emerged from his cuff and let out a rapid cry. Lin Xuanqing's expression suddenly showed a hint of joy, pointed to the fork in the road on the left, and said, "Just go from here!"
As he spoke, he gently supported the palm of his hand, and the Spirit Eater actually sat directly on his shoulder, and then he carried a strong wind and hurried towards the depths of the tunnel.
Dahan Fan Chuan was stunned for a while, puzzled by his meaning, and followed closely behind him.
I ran out of four or five miles in one go, and I didn't see a single figure, but I met four or five forks, and the further I went, the more forks there were. But Lin Xuanqing, under the guidance of the Spirit Devouring Mouse, didn't stop for a moment. The terrain was getting lower and lower, and the two of them clearly felt that they were deep underground.
Suddenly, Lin Xuanqing stopped suddenly, the red light flashed in his hand, and Amber rushed to the Thunder Sword to shoot out, turning around and looking at his back.
"What's wrong?" Fan Chuan, the big man, was startled by Lin Xuanqing's movements, and almost couldn't close his momentum and bumped into him.
Lin Xuanqing didn't speak, but walked quickly towards the way he came, until he returned to the nearest fork, he still found nothing, and couldn't help but frown.
"For a moment, I felt like I was being stared at by a pair of eyes. He shook his head helplessly and sighed, "But maybe I'm too nervous." Let's keep walking!"
The two turned around and continued to walk forward.
Not long after they left, a huge black shadow appeared in the dark tunnel, and two turquoise ghost fires flickered in their eyes, and a heavy gasp of "smack, smack" came out of their mouths.
With a flicker of the figure, the black shadow melted into the boundless darkness, as if it had never appeared.
Crash!
The road in front of them disappeared suddenly, Lin Xuanqing and the big man Fan Chuan stepped into the air, leaned forward suddenly, and then rolled on the ground, crawling up in embarrassment.
A huge underground river appeared in front of it, and the boiling water flowed "with a roar", and in the middle of the river, there was an "island" on which sat a bronze giant ding. This tripod is as high as three zhang, and the surface is engraved with a hideous winged beast, and a rich and simple breath comes from the giant tripod.
"Squeak!"
The Soul Eater let out a rapid, high-pitched cry, as if urging something. Lin Xuanqing's face changed, but he didn't move, but grabbed the Spirit Devouring Mouse and stuffed it back into his cuffs.
"Grandma's, what the hell is this place?" The big man Fan Chuan was depressed by the gloomy atmosphere around him, and couldn't help but curse roughly.
"Look for the others, they should be here too. Lin Xuanqing thought about it for a while, and then said firmly.
"Ah, no! There are so many forks in the middle, and the probability that they will go the same fork as us should not be great......" Fan Chuan, the big man, stopped halfway through his words.
For in front of the stone wall on the other side of the river, a group of people, sixty or seventy, suddenly poured out, and they were part of the group of monks who had entered the tunnel in advance.
"They ......," the big man Fan Chuan was about to say something.
Lin Xuanqing interrupted him with a wave of his hand, and shouted in a low voice: "Shhh
Then his eyes were fixed on the crowd.
The big man Fan Chuan was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look, his scalp suddenly exploded, the cold hairs on his whole body stood up, and he was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.
I saw that the monks were staring blankly, as if they were being pulled by something, and they walked towards the underground river step by step with mechanical steps. If you look closely, you will see that above each of their heads, there is a hideous grimace, drenched in blood, half of which is buried in the hair......
As they approached the riverbank, whirlpools suddenly appeared in the river, and then a black light flashed, and countless huge coffins shot out of the whirlpool.
Each giant coffin emitted a suffocating cold aura, and then I saw the giant coffin burst into pieces, and a cloud of black mist appeared from inside, which suddenly floated above the heads of those monks. Immediately after, the black mist seemed to have split its tentacles, and a trace of black qi drilled into the bodies of these monks along the seven orifices.
"Ahh
A terrible scream shattered the silence around them. Sixty or seventy monks screamed in pain at the same time, bleeding from all their orifices, and half-knelt on the ground with their heads in their hands, their whole faces beginning to twitch and twist violently.
"Takeaway?"
Lin Xuanqing and Dahan Fan Chuan glanced at each other and couldn't help but cry out.
Snatching away is the use of certain evil techniques to forcibly occupy the bodies of other monks, which is rare in the entire immortal cultivation world. Those who are good at this technique are often some old monsters who have lost their bodies, or ghost cultivators, corpse cultivators, etc. It is unheard of for dozens of people to be taken away at the same time.
Lin Xuanqing suddenly took a step forward, put away the Amber Thunder Sword, the black light in his hand flashed, and he had a long whip, and threw it towards the ancient ding in the center of the underground river.
The long whip continued to stretch in the air, and in an instant it became forty or fifty zhang, crossed the wide underground river, and suddenly wrapped around the ancient ding.
Just now, the Spirit Devouring Rat was attracted by this Gu Ding, so he guided Lin Xuanqing all the way here. Therefore, he judged that this Gu Ding must be a treasure. I don't know how long it will take to complete the seizure on the other side, and he must take this Gu Ding away before the seizure is completed. Time instantly became tense for him.
Rumble!
With a strong pull, the giant tripod suddenly moved half a zhang, making a dull loud noise.
"Wow!"
As the giant tripod moved, the grimaces that were lying on the heads of the monks opposite suddenly let out a sharp roar, soared into the air, and pounced towards Lin Xuanqing and the others with teeth and claws. They actually regarded this giant ding as a reverse scale, and once someone touched it, it immediately caused a frenzied siege of grimaces.
"Pull, I'll deal with the ghosts!" Lin Xuanqing stuffed the black silk rope into the big man Fan Chuan, and without waiting for him to say anything, he shook his body and killed into the group of ghosts.
Puff puff!!
With a gesture, one sword after another slashed out, instantly slashing the hideous grimaces one by one. However, the grimaces around gathered more and more, and even from other corridors, a large number of grimaces appeared, letting out a terrifying scream, and they rushed towards Lin Xuanqing as if they were not going to die.
"Pull, pull out!" Lin Xuanqing was surrounded by powerful ghosts, and glanced at the big man Fan Chuan in his busy schedule, but saw him dragging the black silk rope in a daze, and couldn't help but be angry and anxious, and shouted loudly.
At this time, the big man Fan Chuan woke up like a dream, hurriedly agreed, and pulled the giant tripod with all his strength. The veins on his arms bulged up, and he used all his strength. It's just that the giant tripod weighs more than 10,000 catties, no matter how hard he tries, it is difficult to shake it.
Lin Xuanqing couldn't wait to urge anymore, with a wave of his big sleeves, a spirit sword flew out, and a huge sword formation was suddenly formed, enveloping countless powerful ghosts around him under the sword rays. Every sword shot out could almost instantly wipe out a grimace. In the blink of an eye, seventy or eighty ghosts had been killed.
Rumble~~
The big man Fan Chuan suddenly gritted his teeth, and a burst of strength came out of nowhere, and finally pulled the giant tripod up, moving towards this side inch by inch at an extremely slow speed.
......
"It's so bad luck! I just now seem to have a terrible ghost lying on my head. ”
In a certain tunnel, a group of forty or fifty monks gathered, who had just woken up from their stupor, and some of them cursed incessantly.
They were also controlled by the grimace just now, but later Lin Xuanqing shook the giant ding, causing countless powerful ghosts to converge towards the giant ding, and instead gave up their group. So, unknowingly, they escaped. But thinking of the scene just now, everyone was shocked and inexplicable.
"I have it on my head. It was like a split second, losing all consciousness. The others also spoke, gossiping.
"You see, there's an exit ahead, and it's so weird here, let's rush out first. ”
A group of people spotted the hole not far away and immediately rushed outside. Feng Jun, Ye Beiqiu and Qu Hongyan were also coerced to flee together.
"Ah, what's that, why are there so many ghosts?"
When they burst out of the cave, they were immediately stunned by what they saw.
Above the wide underground river, thousands of hideous grimaces rushed from all directions, rolling like a tide. There was a sound of ghosts crying and crying all around, as if they had fallen into a cave of ten thousand ghosts and demons in an instant.