Chapter 1589: The Sealed Demon Ridge!
Wang Chuan, Liu Xian'er, Wei Zhen and Wei Xing glanced at each other, and their eyes showed a look of both complexity and shock.
When the ghost saint corpse appeared, they were all extremely desperate, and they all thought that they were going to die, after all, the aura of the ghost saint corpse was so terrifying that they didn't even have the slightest power to resist.
But what they didn't expect was that in the blink of an eye, the bones of the ghost saint were destroyed by Ling Xiao, and there was no scum left.
Ling Xiao also became more and more mysterious in their hearts.
They even faintly regretted it, Ling Xiao's combat power was so terrifying, even if Senior Brother Xue Hua came, would they definitely be able to kill him?
"No, we must inform Senior Brother Xue of this!"
Wang Chuan and Liu Xian'er glanced at each other, and they both secretly decided.
Rumble!
But at this moment, things changed dramatically.
A mysterious ghost in the void condensed silently, glanced at Ling Xiao with great resentment, and instantly pounced on Wang Chuan and Liu Xian'er.
The ghost appeared too suddenly, and there was no struggle at all, Wang Chuan and the four of them didn't react, and they were instantly invaded by the ghost in their bodies.
"Ah...... What is this?!"
Wang Chuan and Liu Xian'er all changed their faces drastically, and they wanted to roar angrily, but they were like being choked by some mysterious existence, their bodies trembled violently, their eyes were full of extremely frightened looks, and they didn't make a sound at all.
They felt that the life in their bodies was passing rapidly, a fear and threat of death enveloped them, their eyes were full of pleading, they were all looking at Ling Xiao, hoping that Ling Xiao could save them at this moment.
But Ling Xiao's eyes were closed, and he sat in the underground palace, surrounded by a mysterious light, as if he had fallen into the deepest cultivation state, and he didn't know what situation they were facing now.
However, even if Ling Xiao knew, whether he was willing to save them or not was probably two different things.
Wang Chuan and Liu Xian'er were quickly drained of the essence of life by that ghost, and even the Yuan Shen was completely devoured, turning into four dried corpses, until they died, their eyes were still full of unwillingness and regret.
After devouring Wang Chuan's four people, the four ghost shadows flashed in the void, and then condensed into a phantom again, which looked slightly condensed, and the face was hideous, and the head was born with two horns, which was very similar to the ghost shadow in the previous Nine Tribulation Ghost Lotus.
The remnant soul of the ghost saint has not been completely destroyed!
He glanced at Ling Xiao with great resentment, there was a trace of deep jealousy in his eyes, and in an instant, the light flashed, and he disappeared into the underground palace.
"Ghost Saint remnant?"
After the ghost saint left, Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and he slowly opened his eyes.
He also felt the aura of that ghost shadow just now, just because he was refining the calamity qi, he had no time to look around, and that ghost shadow looked very weird, the powerhouse of the four god king realms was directly sucked into a dry corpse by him, I am afraid that Ling Xiao may not be able to keep him.
Among the Nine Tribulation Ghost Lotus, Ling Xiao was provided with thousands of Tribulation Qi, and it was only to see that half of his left palm had been condensed, and it was not completely condensed, so it was conceivable that the more he went to the back, the more massive the Tribulation Qi was needed.
Ling Xiao could feel that the strength of that ghost saint remnant soul was probably not an ordinary saint at all, otherwise he would not have survived to this time at all.
However, Wang Chuan and Liu Xian'er died, and it was also the provincial Ling Xiao who did it.
After all, they are all disciples of the God of War Temple, and if you kill them yourself, there will inevitably be some trouble.
When Ling Xiao was about to leave the dungeon, there was suddenly a hint of surprise in his eyes.
He suddenly discovered that there was also a mysterious plaque in the underground palace, on which there were two cloud chapters and ancient seals: Ghost King!
This plaque and the plaque outside seem to be one with each other, and they also exude an aura that is easy to ignore, and the two are connected into four words.
Creator Ghost King!
This name Ling Xiao has never heard of, maybe it is too long, I don't know which era of peerless people will fall here.
Moreover, Ling Xiao actually felt an extremely faint seal fluctuation from the two words of Ghost Monarch!
"Could it be that there are other secret realms or caves?"
As soon as Ling Xiao's gaze moved, he instantly cast the Heaven Devouring Secret Technique, directly refining the seal on the word Ghost King, this time Ling Xiao felt an aura similar to that ghost shadow but completely different from that seal, which made Ling Xiao also a little confused.
Airplanes!
The dungeon trembled slightly, a brilliant light burst out, and in the center of the dungeon, an ancient gate intertwined with black and white appeared, as if it appeared out of thin air, exuding a strong spatial fluctuation.
The ancient gate was intertwined with black and white divine light, the black divine light contained the fluctuations of evil and death, and the white divine light contained the holy and vibrant breath, the two power fluctuations were completely different, but they formed an incomparably perfect balance.
Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and he pondered for a moment, but still stepped into the ancient gate.
Bang!
The bright light in front of him burst out, and suddenly the scene changed greatly.
Ling Xiao appeared in the void, as if he was looking down on the earth below, but what he saw in front of him made him stunned.
"This ...... It's actually Chaos Demon Mountain?"
Ling Xiao said to himself, but he was cautious by nature, and he had already used the secret technique of covering the sky to restrain the aura of his body.
He saw a huge mountain range stretching for hundreds of thousands of miles, exuding ancient and majestic momentum fluctuations, but most of the mountain was shrouded in a mysterious chaotic qi, and only part of the mountain was exposed.
It's like being separated by a layer of spatial barriers, forming a different mysterious scene.
In other words, what Ling Xiao sees now is the real Chaos Demon Ridge!
Before, Ling Xiao, Wang Chuan and the others saw the Chaotic Demon Ridge in a radius of tens of thousands of miles, ordinary and unremarkable, that was only a part of what was revealed, and a more vast area was hidden, and it was not until this moment that Ling Xiao could be regarded as seeing the whole picture.
The shrouded area is full of majestic mountains, stone forests, and countless broken weapons and huge bones, exuding a monstrous evil aura, like a Shura hell.
Ling Xiao's gaze flashed, and he instantly rushed towards the shrouded area.
"Here...... It has been sealed in the dust for I don't know how many thousands of years!"
Ling Xiao's eyes flickered, this place was like an ancient battlefield, the wind and sand were filled, countless powerful weapons were damaged, and even lost any spirituality, turning into scrap copper and rotten iron.
Those powerful corpses, although countless years have passed, Ling Xiao can still vaguely see that there are powerful human races, demon races, and demon races that are tens of thousands of feet tall or even hundreds of thousands of feet.
The death of those bones was extremely miserable, and they must have experienced an extremely terrifying battle before they died!
(End of chapter)