It's not the floor falling, it's the entire stone room, it's falling, and it's falling faster and faster. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wei Gao lightly clicked his toes and flew in the air, always keeping in the air, not making contact with the stone room, and preventing the huge inertia of the stone house from falling.

Wei Gao cautiously followed the stone room to fall, took out a Dao robe from the storage bag, and draped it on his body, which also had a bit of fairy wind bones.

Ten minutes later, the stone house smashed heavily at the bottom of the cave and scattered into slag. Ten minutes of free fall time, how deep is this cave?

Wei Gao didn't dare to imagine it, as if he had arrived at a mysterious place. The moment he hit the ground in the stone room, he ran the exercises, protected his body, fluttered a few times, and flew out of the stone chips without any damage.

The corpse of the red-clothed man in the same room has become a piece of flesh, which is unbearable to see, and the scene is like a fiery red lotus flower.

Wei Gao gasped, if he didn't have wings, he was only afraid of being more auspicious.

He quickly settled his mind and looked up at the sky. It's dark, and I don't know where in the depths. Faintly, he could still hear the sound of falling stones.

Immediately afterwards, the cave shook violently again, violently shaking, and after half an hour, it stopped shaking.

At this time, Wei Gao looked up and saw that the big thing was not good, and the space above was completely blocked.

He took out his searchlight and scanned the surroundings, the surroundings were quiet, and he could no longer hear the faint sound of the divine beast, only the sound of Wei Gao's own breathing.

Whew, the echo is quite loud. Under his feet, there was hard black soil, and there were heavy mountain walls all around, and there were no gaps, and he couldn't leave at all.

What made Wei Gao most depressed was that the mountain shook just now, and the boulder had blocked the place where Wei Gao fell, and there was no way back at all.

"Is this trying to force me to death?" Wei Gao took a deep breath, took out Bigu Dan, and ate a few first.

Fortunately, I have a storage bag on hand, and I don't worry about starving, but I can't get out, which is uncomfortable.

He looked around, and there was nothing special, the stones above were still falling from time to time, and it seemed that a huge shock was about to occur.

Wei Gao walked aimlessly for a few steps, knocking and beating everywhere, the power radiated out, and the stone chips kept falling, full of eternal and decaying atmosphere.

Wei Gao's strength was vigorous, and large stone chips fell from the mountain wall in front of him, and the black cliff wall revealed a grayish color.

This is, the chalk layer -- not the soil layer, but the old and rotten lime -- and he struck it so hard that there was a hole in it that allowed one person to pass through.

"Lime?inhabited?who would live at the bottom of such a deep cave?" Wei Gao licked the corners of his mouth excitedly, "Could it be that it is an immortal?

He walked into the limestone cave, a room made of limestone, no, not a room to be exact, but a hallway, not far from the aisle, there were quite a few scattered bones.

The limestone aisle is like a transparent room in front and back, and when you step on it, the echo is bursting, like the sound of iron hooves, and there is a momentum of thousands of troops and horses.

Wei Gao's expression moved, no, it was not the sound of my feet stepping on, but the sound of the aisle itself.

Thousands of troops and horses neighed, thousands of troops charged, and walked inward, revealing the surging but sad and sad sound of war drums and golden gongs.

The limestone corridor was not long, and Wei Gao walked inward for a mile or so, and it was over. After the limestone, the whole road is dark marble, and there is no sound at all when you step on it.

However, the yin qi is even stronger, and if ordinary people enter, they are afraid that the yin qi is already like the body, and it is hopeless.

Wei Gao took a deep breath, lifted his qi and blood, and the weather rose, and the yin qi around him gradually disappeared.

Wei Gao's heart was shocked, and the road under his feet seemed to be shaking, and when he looked back, outside the passage, it had been blocked by a boulder, and there was no way to retreat.

"Amazing ......"

One by one, the ghost soldiers walked out of the marble wall, their armor was beside their bodies, their faces were expressionless, they were holding a simple knife, facing Wei Gao, and their steps gradually accelerated, full of bravery.

Wei Gao was like a great enemy, and he instinctively felt that these ghost soldiers were more dangerous than the monks he had seen before.

In addition, before the ghost soldiers died, they were all battle-hardened soldiers, not comparable to ordinary monks.

Wei Gaoxue Jinling School Jinyan looks like a golden face, visualizes the sword, and transforms into shape. Grasp it in your hand and split it diagonally.

The sword represents uprightness and benevolence. At the same time that Wei Gao swung his sword, the aura of Kendo benevolence and integrity spread violently, like an arrow, stabbing at the ghost soldier.

The ghost soldier resisted with a simple sword, but in the face of the upright sword aura, the ghost soldier dissipated instantly.

However, in the next moment, the ghost soldier reappeared and rushed forward with a simple sword.

Wei Gao's face changed, he actually had the ability to regenerate in an instant? If it was a divine soul, cultivating such a divine power would be almost half a point weaker than the regeneration ability of the Mixed Yuan Immortal Sutra.

I don't know why, it actually allowed the ghost soldiers to regenerate.

Wei Gao held a long sword, like an ancient gentleman, Yushu was in the wind, and swung the sword again!

Brush Brush Brush!

The ghost soldier was smashed again, and then, without a breath, the ghost soldier recovered again, intact as before, without half a point of cowardice.

"What the hell is going on?"

Wei Gao's face is not good-looking, if the ghost soldiers can't be killed and destroyed, he can't leave, he can only be trapped in endless wars.

And Wei Gao's reserves, of course, are not as good as the ghost soldiers who grow here, and they can only be dragged to death.

Wei Gao observed for a moment, the shattered ghost soldiers had the fastest recovery speed, only one breath of time, and the ghost soldiers with stumps and broken arms in the back had a slower recovery speed, and it would take about five breaths.

He seemed to realize something, and with a wave of his long sword, his righteousness was awe-inspiring, and all the ghost soldiers stopped and cut off.

I couldn't stop struggling, and it took a long time to recover. Wei Gao was overjoyed in his heart, it seemed that there was still hope, the longer the ghost soldiers recovered, the more beneficial it would be for Wei Gao.

However, it is still difficult to destroy the ghost soldiers. Between swings of his sword, he fell into deep thought again.

In the end, Wei Gao ruthlessly put down his heart, "Refining Yin Soul Pills and Treasures." ”

He quickly recalled the records of the Three Qingdao Dao, which contained the method of refining pills and magic weapons with the silver soul.

With the Yin Soul as a guide, you can refine the Yin Soul Suppression Pill, restrain the monk's soul, and if you take the Fa, you can also enhance the toughness of the Divine Soul and increase the ferocity by three points.

In addition, the Yin Soul can also refine the Yin Thunderbolt. The monk wraps the yin soul with qi and blood, and then kneades the dough with aura, which can become a yin thunderbolt, like a lightning bullet, and the power cannot be underestimated.

The Yin Soul also has a role, that is, refining the Yin Soul Silk and forming a net of silk, which can imprison the soul.

Wei Gao looked ahead, as if he saw infinite treasures. Instead of constantly fighting, it is better to make the best use of things.

The most demanding thing in refining the Yin Soul Town Divine Pill is the quality of the Yin Soul. The ghost soldiers in front of him are fierce and vicious, each of them is fierce and mighty, and it is possible to fight one enemy and one hundred. Refining into an elixir will definitely add three points of prestige.

The long sword in his hand disappeared as Wei Gao's thoughts changed. Then, his fingers jumped, and he kept pinching the trick, memorizing the alchemy refining method.

The ghost soldier charged, the first one, the Pu knife had not yet been chopped down, it had been taken by Wei Gao with the power of qi and blood, kneaded at will, crushed into a ball of meat, removed the false and kept the true, and refined into a translucent yin silk in the black.

Now, the ghost soldiers can no longer be resurrected.