Desolate and desolate, the entire space looked barren for a long time except for the haunting ghostly mist, and it was difficult to find even a trace of ghosts. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Gu Zichen had already determined at this time that he was just trapped in this infinite and vast world, and his physical body had not entered at all.

Because of this, Gu Zichen's eyes were already a little confused.

Because Gu Zichen suddenly found that with staying in this space, with the passage of time. His own divine consciousness began to appear sluggish, as if this bleak space could contaminate the monk's divine consciousness, so that the monk unconsciously fell into it, and was slowly assimilated by the space, completely becoming an unconscious divine consciousness.

Gu Zichen's expression was anxious, and Gu Zichen, whose divine consciousness had turned into it, slashed through a streamer of light and flew towards the center of the bleak space, the place where the mist was thick.

Although Gu Zichen knew that the closer he was to the center of the ghost fog concentration, the more dangerous it might be. However, in order to escape from this space as soon as possible, Gu Zichen could only fly towards the center with the posture of a moth to a fire.

Cold and solemn, Gu Zichen flew in the air, his eyes looked at the ground, and in the space of his divine consciousness, he just felt that there were cold pictures.

Whether it is the undulating hills or the woods that look like a cold winter, the terrain is extremely complex, but it seems that it has not been developed.

Empty and boundless, Gu Zichen continued to fly towards the center of divine consciousness, as if he had flown for about two or three hours, in this space, the concept of time, and the surrounding environment always felt very ethereal, unusually nothing.

During the flight, Gu Zichen suddenly paused, and his figure gradually fell to the ground, the ground was extremely wet, covered with a thick layer of branches and leaves, and two or three miles ahead, a huge mausoleum suddenly appeared.

A nine-story tower-like mausoleum, suddenly appeared in the center of the world, Gu Zichen looked at it roughly, the tower seemed to be calculated, each layer is not high or low, it is three zhang, the nine-story tower is exactly 18 zhang high, like a small mountain peak, standing there.

The tower was dyed red, surrounded by a withered forest, and it looked very strange, like a wilderness, and an imperial tomb suddenly appeared, no matter how you look at it, it looks a little strange.

Gu Zichen's eyes narrowed slightly, feeling that his divine sense had sank again, and when he was thinking about the problem, that feeling of stagnation kept coming, as if he would fall into a deep sleep in the next moment.

"No, even if it's a trap, you have to break through!" Gu Zichen secretly decided in his heart.

Gu Zichen naturally knew that if the ghost remnant tried his best to introduce his divine consciousness into this unknown space, there must be a very great danger, and if he was not careful, he would die.

The nine-story tower-like mausoleum in front of it must be the most dangerous existence, but now that the divine consciousness is slowly losing its aura, it must be broken, otherwise, when the divine consciousness is completely intoxicated, it will be too late.

Thinking of this, Gu Zichen's divine sense jumped, crossed the damp ground, and lurked towards the nine-story tower-like mausoleum.

Gu Zichen's expression was solemn, now that his divine consciousness has entered this place, all his magic weapons and transformation powers have been lost, so it can be said that his current combat ability is extremely weak.

"Not good!"

Gu Zichen had just approached a kilometer away from the tower, and suddenly, a black halo shook from the tower, the halo was like a pair of big hands, and he instantly found Gu Zichen's traces, and reached out to Gu Zichen to grab it.

Gu Zichen's body was dexterous, and his body did not retreat, but advanced, and rushed towards the tower again. However, in an instant, Gu Zichen's face turned pale, and he knew that he had made a wrong decision.

But as soon as his body approached the tower for a thousand meters, layers of smoke surged out from under the ground, as if hundreds of pairs of arms wrapped Gu Zichen's body in the blink of an eye, pulling towards the tower.

Gu Zichen's face was pale, looking at the thick ghost smoke around his body, as if facing layers of waves, there was no room for resistance at all, and he was coerced to the bottom of the tower.

At the bottom of the tower, a portal appeared, pitch black, but very narrow, only two meters high and meters wide, similar to the size of a normal human portal.

Gu Zichen was pushed by the ghost smoke and came to the portal, and involuntarily stretched out his hand to push towards the portal, to Gu Zichen's surprise, the portal was easily pushed away.

A yin wind suddenly rose from the portal, and before Gu Zichen could react, the yin wind was like a whip, wrapping Gu Zichen's body under the yin wind, pulling inward, pulling into the endless pitch-black tower, and the previous portal suddenly closed again.

Gu Zichen felt that his whole body was extremely cold, and he kept flying upwards under the entanglement of the yin wind, bypassing the unknown darkness, and sensing powerful existences in the depths of his soul, as if they were dormant, lurking in the darkness of the tower.

However, these powerful beings seemed to be half-asleep, and they just glanced at Gu Zichen, an ant-like character, with disdain, and didn't pay too much attention to it.

In Gu Zichen's divine sense, there was a churn, and he personally experienced that kind of cold and lonely eyes, which made Gu Zichen's sea knowledge space constantly turbulent, as if facing the invasion of wind and waves, he had to keep building high embankments to defend against risks.

Everything seemed to be slow, but in the blink of an eye, Gu Zichen felt that the yin wind suddenly let go of the restraints. Gu Zichen was slammed into one place, an empty space that flickered brightly and darkly.

Gu Zichen held back the pain and looked around, but saw that this was a closed house, nearly two or three thousand square meters, very empty.

Only four lights were lit around the house, and the house was a little dim. Gu Zichen trembled all over, looked around, and suddenly his eyes shrank, and his eyes showed a hint of surprise.

But in the center of the house, there was a huge coffin, the coffin was ten zhang long and more than five zhang wide, and the four sides of the coffin were firmly locked in the four sides of the house by nine chains, as if he was worried that the characters in the coffin would escape.

To Gu Zichen's surprise, although the size of the coffin had changed, it was very similar to the huge Nine Dragons Giant Coffin that the ghost remnant had just sacrificed, as if it were the same, at least it was cast from the same material.

"What's the matter, what is the connection between this coffin and the Nine Dragons Giant Coffin that was sacrificed by ghosts?"

Gu Zichen felt that the giant coffin in front of him exuded a strange coldness, and when he got closer, he felt infinite coldness, but the coffin stayed there safely, and there was no attack on Gu Zichen.

Gu Zichen's eyes showed doubts, the ghost remnant introduced himself into this space, how from beginning to end, except for feeling that his divine sense was exhausted, there was no dangerous existence, it was really too weird.

"Huh!"

At this moment, a dry voice came into Gu Zichen's ears, Gu Zichen's expression moved, looking at the shaking chains in front of him, looking at the dark coffin as if facing a great enemy.

"Little guy, why did you come to the place where the old man's corpse is raised, don't you want to steal the old man's coffin?" An unusually old voice, as if with a joke, suddenly drilled into Gu Zichen's ear and asked. (To be continued.) )