Inspecting the bodies of the two, Ye Cangqiong was slightly disappointed.

Feng Yidao's body had nothing but a broken treasure knife and a silver fast capture token.

Feng Yidao should have put precious things, such as the secret of the Tiger Roar Knife Knife Technique, and the martial arts cheats of the Heart-Destroying Palm, all of which were packed into the Silver Capture Token.

However, if you want to open the Silver Capture Token, you need the strength of a high-level martial artist.

And Ye Cangqiong is still one step away from a high-level martial artist, and he can't open the Silver Capture Fast Token at present.

Otherwise, if you open the Silver Capture Token, you may be able to find some treasures that can be used, which can improve your combat effectiveness.

Lishan Lao Si is even more of a poor ghost, there are only 10,000 taels of silver tickets in the waist of the fourth child, for ordinary martial artists, this 10,000 taels of silver tickets is an amazing amount of money, but in Ye Cangqiong's eyes, this 10,000 taels of silver silver tickets are really nothing, it is simply a drizzle.

It's really better to have a martial arts exercise, or a panacea or something like that.

And the fourth brother of Lishan killed Qin Huo, but there was no silver token of Qin Huo on the body of the fourth child, which was a little puzzling. Maybe this silver catch token fell in a dangerous place, and the fourth child was unwilling to risk his life to pick it up?

Ye Cangqiong no longer continues to pay attention to the trivial issues, and there are more important things that need to be solved at the moment.

Ye Cangqiong didn't linger any longer, walked out of this room, and continued to walk towards the end of the corridor.

At the end of the dark corridor, the palace of ghosts, the gilded doors of the lion's head rings were open to both sides.

At the door of the gilded gate, a three-meter-wide, scarlet gold-rimmed carpet spread to the center of the dormitory a hundred meters away, and a beautiful coffin made of gold was glittering.

Five meters away from the golden coffin, there are five gilded stone pillars with a distance of five meters and a six-pointed star.

These six gilded stone pillars carved with dragons and phoenixes support the ghost dormitory, and the azure blue sky is like a vast starry sky.

"The souls of the dead are sacrificed, they feed on flesh and blood, and the general, who has been sleeping for a thousand years, awakens from a nightmare......"

In the ghost palace, there was a faint, inaudible, murmuring whisper.

The direction of the sound was a half-kneeling human figure on the left side of the golden coffin. And the lid of the golden coffin was tilted to the right side, faintly revealing the bones in the golden coffin.

Because the distance was too far, Ye Cangqiong couldn't see this person's facial features, face, and couldn't see the subtle expression of this figure.

However, this vaguely familiar figure is the same as the boss from the mountain in my impression.

This man is the boss of the mountain! The culprit hiding behind the scenes!

What made Ye Cangqiong's eyes tremble was that beside the boss, there were still hills where skulls were piled up, and the heads whose blood had not yet dried up were still bleeding blood, and along the lines of the ground, they were transported to the golden corpse coffin, and the two sides of the golden corpse coffin slowly lit up with azure blue ancient characters.

{The Hall of Ghosts, which converts the resentment and remnants of the dead warriors into energy for the resurrection of the dead!}

And the heads on these small hills, the masters are all the partners of the six doors of Ye Cangqiong!

They don't blink an eye!

Fellows, I will avenge you!

I will kill this demon with my own hands, and you will wait for me to witness this moment with your own eyes!

Ye Cangqiong's gaze breathed fire, like a burning gaze of flames, slowly retracted from a distance.

On both sides of the bright red and ornate carpet are a human-sized puppet warrior, a total of 12 corpses.

These puppet warriors, their shells made entirely of swarthy steel, shimmered with a faint metallic sheen in the azure glow of the Wraith Palace.

The puppet face is a fine iron mask, and two gaps are exposed in the eye sockets of the fine iron mask, which is counted as eyes, while the other facial features are not one.

This kind of puppet, known as the Faceless Warrior, does not have exquisite carving skills, and all the hard work, wisdom and technology of the Momen disciples are used to improve the combat effectiveness of the puppet.

The Faceless Samurai, created for killing, also exists for killing, and the Faceless Samurai, from the moment it was made, became a killing machine, a veritable puppet of the combat mechanism!

Twelve faceless warriors, in pairs, some holding long swords, some holding spears, some holding sledgehammers, some large axes, and some holding double hooks, all pointing in the direction of the red carpet leading to the center of the palace.

There was only one road, and it seemed that if you want to reach the center of the palace and fight the boss to the death, you have to pass through the center of the twelve faceless warriors.

Fighting is inevitable.

Ye Cangqiong groaned slightly, then held the Black Water Sword in his right hand, raised his chest and raised his head, and slowly stepped into the Ghost Palace.

"Squeak, squeak. ”

The moment they stepped on the red carpet, the twelve faceless warriors ended their solemn and static state, as if they had woken up from a slumber of 10,000 years.

Twelve faceless warriors surrounded Ye Cangqiong and surrounded the center.

"Huh. ”

A slight sound came from afar, and the boss on the left side of the golden corpse coffin held up a fist-sized crystal ball in his right hand!

With the crystal ball, a blue light lit up.

Twelve faceless warriors quickly launched an attack towards Ye Cangqiong in the center of the battlefield.

The long knife slashed horizontally, breaking through the air, the long sword stabbed obliquely, the sword was sharp, and the spear was straight, like a long dragon.

The sledgehammer that splits the sky and the earth, the big axe that is loud and loud, and the double hook that is sharp and sharp.

Twelve faceless warriors, three hundred and sixty degrees of attack without dead ends, sealed all the retreats of Ye Cangqiong.

Facing the weapons coming from all directions, Ye Cangqiong snorted coldly, and the black water sword conjured up an infinite sword shadow to protect his body.

Then the hind leg of the lunge of the back leaf firmament kicked hard, like an arrow off the string, and quickly rushed forward.

The black water sword in Ye Cangqiong's hand was also like a long rainbow, piercing straight through the abdomen of a faceless warrior with a knife.

"Boom. ”

The Black Water Sword was quickly drawn, and the faceless warrior with a hollow belly burst in.

Ye Cangqiong's expression moved slightly: Sure enough, what was recorded above was correct, the abdomen of the Faceless Warrior was the key place for the Faceless Warrior.

If you attack the Faceless Warrior's chest or head according to normal thinking, it will trigger the Faceless Warrior's explosion, and you will inevitably pay a heavy price if you are affected by the explosion.

Because the chest of the faceless warrior has a thunderbolt of incredible power.

And this thunderbolt, according to Ye Cangqiong's understanding, is equivalent to a grenade in the real world.

This cold killing machine with thunderbolts is like a human suicide bomber of the Taliban, and it is terrifying.