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This person's dark eyes, as if he had insight into everything, stared at Ding Hao for a while, and nodded incessantly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

And Ding Hao felt inexplicable, and couldn't help but wonder: "What do you want to do with me when you grab me here?"

With a faint smile again, the man said incomprehensibly: "Don't do anything, I'll send you back now!"

As soon as the words fell, Ding Hao only felt a flower in front of him, and Tianling Gai was slightly sore, but the next moment he found that his divine consciousness had returned to his body.

Still sitting in the Demon Sword Palace, all the people around him did not change, while Shi Fenghan looked at Ding Hao with shining eyes, and asked, "What did the Great Elder say to you?"

Shaking his head blankly, Ding Hao didn't know what the man had snatched away his divine consciousness for, so he said silently: "Didn't say anything?"

His face was slightly stunned, Shi Fenghan had a thoughtful look on his face, and after a while, he sighed slightly, and then said, "Since this is the case, this sect will not continue to say anything!"

Ding Hao, Qiu Meng, and Zhou Yun all knew that Shi Fenghan had the intention of evicting the guest, so they got up and said goodbye at the same time.

Shi Fenghan seemed to be a little tired, waved his hand, and asked a boy to take the three of them to the Sword Demon Palace.

After Ding Hao and the three of them left Heiyun Mountain, Qiu Meng laughed heroically and said happily: "Your kid is unharmed, the Demon Lord and Xing Ran are very worried about you." Now that you're fine, the two of us can go back on business!"

With a chuckle, Ding Hao said, "Thank you for your concern!"

Nodding, Qiu Meng said with a straight face: "Before coming, the Demon Lord instructed that if I meet you, let you go to Broken Soul Mountain, and there are some things that the Demon Lord wants to talk to you face-to-face!"

After thinking about it for a while, Ding Hao thought about it. The distance to the Purgatory Demon Lord was not too far, so he nodded and agreed.

And Qiu Meng and Zhou Yun naturally know that Ding Hao is no longer what it used to be, and they don't need the two of them to escort them all the way. And seeing Ding Hao didn't mean this, he said goodbye to Ding Hao and flew in the direction of Broken Soul Mountain first.

Separated from Qiu Meng and Zhou Yun, Ding Hao had a hideous smile on his face. These days, in the sphere of influence of the Sword Demon Palace. There are a lot of loose cultivators who want to pay attention to themselves.

Carefully hide the traces until now, and finally recover from the injury, although a pipe card during the contract period has not yet broken through, but for the Seven Infant Soul Desire Array, these people are good materials. If you don't kill them one by one, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in your heart.

Three hundred miles northwest of the Resentful Spirit Sect, it is no longer the territory of the Stone Sword Demon Palace. But right there, there is a huge mausoleum buried hundreds of feet deep underground.

It is rumored that this huge mausoleum. Originally, it was created by an emperor in the mortal world before he died. However, due to the changes of the times, after changing hands several times, it has long been entrenched by some cult cultivators.

Even Lin Ping, the sect leader of the Resentful Spirit Sect, although he knew such a place, was hindered by the strong prohibition at the entrance of the mausoleum. I didn't dare to get involved in it easily. Last time, when Ding Hao was near the Resentful Spirit Sect and was about to return to the Demon Sound Sect, he inadvertently felt the existence of a powerful aura underground.

It's just that Ding Hao's injuries have not recovered at that time, and the seven blood ghost spirits have not yet woken up. Therefore, Ding Hao could only avoid it from a distance, so as not to be discovered by something underground.

But now it is different, judging from Ding Hao's feelings, the things under the mausoleum are a few points higher in strength than some people lurking around, and I am afraid that they have the strength of the late stage of integration. And that's exactly what happened. Ding Hao planned to take down the man on the ground first.

Under the bright moonlight, this area was dead silent, and within ten miles of the entrance of the mausoleum, not a single grass grows, and not a single reptile can see it.

There was a faint smell of rotting corpses in the air, and gusts of wind blew through it, making a "whining" sound, which made people creepy. The heart trembled.

A tombstone carved from black jade stands diagonally. The handwriting on the tombstone is no longer legible, and only a dark red word "Wang" in the center can be faintly seen. Besides. There are no holes around to enter the hole.

Standing coldly in front of the tombstone, Ding Hao's eyes flashed with a shining light, and he looked around carefully. After walking around the tombstone a few times, he began to frown and close his eyes.

Half-ringing......

With a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, Ding Hao reached out with his right hand and slammed a punch on the dark red word "Wang" on the tombstone. There was a bang, and the tombstone was torn apart by a fist. After the tombstone shattered, a cave glowing with a faint green light appeared in the original area.

With a smile, Ding Hao put up a black and purple hood and walked proudly into it.

The smell of the rotting corpses was getting stronger and stronger, and there was a faint smell of blood in it. Directly in front of them were three passages, all of which were generally wide and dark, and they did not know where they led. After looking stunned, Ding Hao smiled and walked towards the central passage.

As soon as I stepped into it, five green lights suddenly lit up in the entire passage. Frowning, Ding Hao knew that these lights were burning the corpse oil after death. After refining it with a special technique, it has a fierce corpse poison, and if a mortal takes a sip, it will turn into a zombie in a moment.

Even a cultivator who has achieved cultivation cannot breathe in this kind of corpse poison qi more. Otherwise, not only will there be immeasurable damage to cultivation, but over time, the limbs will be more rigid, and the bones will become like zombies without any flexibility.

But all this obviously has no effect on Ding Hao!

Walking leisurely, as if taking a leisurely walk in his own room, Ding Hao looked deeper into his own home, and his expression did not show any inappropriate expression as usual.

Ding Hao stepped on the broken bones all over the ground, making a "crunching" sound, which seemed a little harsh in the silent passage.

Stopping suddenly, Ding Hao smiled and said, "Pretend to be a ghost!"

It turned out that at this moment, those broken bones scattered all over the place suddenly began to combine one by one.

In an instant, the broken bones all over the ground disappeared, and there were dozens more skeletons in the passage.

These dozens of skeletons, holding tattered knives in the fleshless palms, looked at Ding Hao with empty eyes, and walked towards Ding Hao step by step.

Looking at the dozens of skeletons that came hobbling with interest, when the nearest skeleton was only a few feet away from him, Ding Hao laughed, and punched towards the skeleton, and the fist fell and the skeleton fell apart and fell.

But in front of Ding Hao's eyes, the skeletons that had fallen in all directions were shining with green light again and regrouping, trembling and standing up again, still walking towards Ding Hao with difficult steps.

Shaking his head, Ding Hao no longer wasted time, the Heaven Defying Demon Sword emerged from his palm, and a black cold light flickered, sweeping towards the front of the passage.

Those skeletons holding rudimentary knives turned into bursts of bone powder after being swept away by the cold glow of the Heavenly Demon Sword, and scattered in all directions. And Ding Hao was sacrificing the gang cover at this time, and no longer hesitated to gallop forward.

As soon as he crossed the passage and came to a secluded green stone room, hundreds of ghosts suddenly appeared from all directions, screaming and biting towards Ding Hao.

Shaking his head, three blood ghost spirits suddenly appeared in Ding Hao's body, and in the blink of an eye, they devoured the hundreds of ghosts that had emerged. When these ghosts disappeared, Ding Hao intuitively felt that his body sank, and the whole person fell dozens of feet in vain.

Then what fell into his eyes was a miniature palace of golden splendor, with a white jade coffin on the dragon seat at the forefront. Below is a neat terracotta army, and in the center is a skeleton of a skeleton, wearing the robes of civil and military officials.

Countless gold, silver, and jewels were scattered, and the top of the head was a glass cover, shimmering with a soft halo of multicolored light. If these items fall into the eyes of mortals, they will naturally be overjoyed.

But for a cultivator like Ding Hao, the gold, silver and jewelry in the mortal world have no value at all. So after just a few cursory glances, I focused more on other things.

After a while, Ding Hao looked at the white jade coffin in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "It's a guest from afar, should the host also have some style!"

As soon as Ding Hao's voice fell, a "squeak" sound came from the white jade coffin. With the sound of "squeaking", the coffin lid gradually moved, and a miserable white man wrapped in silver armor and wearing a curtain crown on his head slowly sat up.

The man was tall, his bones were as hard as iron, and as he sat up, he made a strange "crunch" sound. His eyes were green and faint, without the smell of a living person, and he looked like a zombie that had been dead for many years.

With a light "huh", Ding Hao's eyes narrowed, looked at this person carefully, and said solemnly: "You are cultivating a golden armor corpse?"

The man twisted his stiff neck, and after bending his knees, he jumped out of the white jade coffin, looked at Ding Hao with green eyes, and said in a daze: "You actually know about the golden armor corpse?"

Mu Ran nodded, and Ding Hao said, "Not bad!"

"Whoever you are, since you trespassed here. It's all a dead end, seeing that you are also a cultivator who has achieved cultivation, your body after death must be very delicious!"

Hehe, Ding Hao opened his mouth and said: "The golden armor corpse is divided into five realms: gold, silver, copper, aluminum and iron, but unfortunately you are only cultivating to the realm of the silver armor corpse, you can't help me!"

"Speak wildly!" The silver armor corpse stiffened and jumped towards Ding Hao.