Chapter 59: The Great Art of Ghost Killing (1)

"Roar!"

The black snake roared fiercely, and a black light shot out of its mouth, like a sharp sword, it shot at Yin Mengli's chest, Yin Mengli snorted, a large piece of blood stained her white clothes, and her body fell down to the bottom of the hanging valley......

"Brush!"

Zhuge Buliang stepped against the air, chased after him like a phantom, and grabbed Yin Mengli, who was about to fall into the hanging valley. But at this time, the giant tail of the black snake fell and hit Zhuge Buliang's back, even if he lost his eyesight, the black snake could still capture the target with his keen sense.

"Boom!"

The giant tail roared down, shattering along with the cliff under Zhuge Buliang's feet. Rao is Zhuge is strong seven-star treasure body, and he still feels the churning of qi and blood, and the five internal organs seem to be subverted, and Yin Mengli fell into the hanging valley.

At the moment of falling into the Hanging Valley, Zhuge Buliang saw the Black Snake fleeing towards the dense forest in the distance in embarrassment.

"Poof!"

The two of them fell into the great river below the hanging valley, and the rushing water rushed in. Zhuge Buliang subconsciously clenched Yin Mengli's hand, pulled him to his side and hugged him, wrapping around his slender waist.

The turbulent water swept the two into the distance.

"How do you feel?" said Zhuge Buliang in a low voice.

Yin Mengli's face was pale, and Xiu was wet by the river water, sticking to her fair skin, which was even more coquettish: "The poisonous barrier of the black snake has invaded my body, and my true yuan power has been temporarily depleted. ”

After a pause, Yin Mengli said again: "Why do you want to jump down with me." ”

"The ghost just wants to jump down with you, I just want to pull you up, who knows......" Zhuge Buliang smiled bitterly, with a helpless look on his face.

"How are your injuries?" Yin Mengli asked.

Zhuge Buliang closed his eyes and concentrated, carefully feeling the injuries in his body, the seven-star treasure body was strong and abnormal, and he was hit hard by the black snake, although the meridians in his body were disordered, but it did not threaten his life. If it was an ordinary foundation building stage cultivator, I am afraid that he would have been slapped into a pulp long ago after receiving a blow from the Black Snake.

"You hold me, I want to heal. Zhuge Buliang's face was solemn, Yin Mengli nodded obediently, and wrapped his lotus arm around Zhuge Buliang's neck and hugged it tightly.

At this moment, the two of them didn't know where to be swept away by this turbulent water, Yin Mengli was seriously injured again, and she couldn't use the true yuan, and she couldn't worry so much.

Zhuge Buliang's dark luck technique healed his injuries, and the seven divine acupoints released a powerful breath of life, warming his body and repairing his injuries. The seven stars twinkled, like a Beidou, silent in Zhuge Buliang's body, the stars were a little bit bright, implying mystery, in case there seemed to be a starry sky contained in his body.

The turbulent water did not know where the two of them were rushing, and there were twenty-nine bends and eighteen bends, and it was dark all around, and only the sound of running water could be heard. I don't know how long it took, Zhuge Buliang opened his eyes, and the judicial clouds behind him buzzed, and they flew into the sky in response.

Zhuge Buliang picked up Yin Mengli and jumped on the iron sword, the iron sword rose into the air, and the two finally broke away from the river. The river beneath the valley didn't know where it was going. Zhuge Buliang looked up, and now he was under the peak of the mountain.

"We have entered the depths of Qingyue Mountain. Yin Mengli said with an ugly face.

"Damn the dark river, this is obviously a huge island, how can there be such a turbulent dark river? This Qingyue Mountain is really mysterious. Zhuge Buliang frowned.

Yin Mengli said: "This dark river is thousands of miles long, with nine bends and eighteen bends, surrounding the entire range of Qingyue Mountain, but no one knows the origin of this dark river. ”

"Shall we go up?"

"Can't go up. Yin Mengli said: "This is already the depths of Qingyue Mountain, powerful demon beasts abound, if you are not a master of the Yuan Infant Stage, you will not be able to gain a foothold here at all." ”

"So what now?"

"Flying along this dark river, I want to find a safe place to heal. Yin Mengli looked around, and the turbulent dark river under her feet roared as fiercely as a long dragon.

Zhuge didn't light the sword forward, didn't dare to fly up the hanging valley, about dozens of miles of flying, the dark space seemed to be the huge mouth of the demon swallowing the two, and the darkness seemed to have no end. After flying forward for more than ten miles again, Zhuge Buliang suddenly felt a trace of abnormality.

This dark river runs through the east and west, and it stands to reason that it should also be ventilated from the east and west, but Zhuge Buliang felt that there was a wind coming from the left side, although it was not very strong, but Zhuge Buliang's keen divine sense still caught it. You must know that there are mountain walls on both sides, where does the wind come from? The reason why there is ventilation is probably that there are caves or canyons on the mountain walls.

"What's wrong?" Yin Mengli saw that Zhuge Buliang's face was abnormal.

"There are quirks. Zhuge Buliang stepped on the flying sword and rose into the air, coming to the bottom of the hanging valley on the left, but the dark space could not stop the exploration of the divine sense. Under this half of the cliff, Zhuge Buliang appeared countless ventilated holes, and the cold wind blew out of the holes, which made people shudder.

"There is space in the mountain wall!" Yin Mengli also saw the clues.

Zhuge Buliang slapped a palm, and the white light shimmering palm slammed on top of the dodge. The mountain wall is not as hard as Zhuge Buliang thought, with a loud bang, the mountain wall collapsed in response, the gravel flew, the dust was everywhere, after this dodge, there was really a space.

It is a dark cave with a biting wind blowing from inside the cave. When Zhuge Buliang and Yin Mengli walked into the cave, several dark green ghost fires burst into the air, like hideous grimaces.

"Boom!"

Zhuge Buliang blasted out a palm, and the invisible qi palm blasted away the ghost fire. But then, dozens of white skulls flew out of the cave, their joints "clicking", and the surface of the skulls was covered with a faint ghostly glow.

Zhuge Buliang waved his palm again, and more than a dozen skulls shattered in response to the sound and turned into dust in the sky.

"There seems to be some kind of formation engraved here, but as time goes by, the lethality of these formations is not very great. Yin Mengli looked at it, and felt more and more that this cave was strange and abnormal.

The dark cave, with the wind gusting, gives people a biting chill, and the tranquility is a little scary. Yin Mengli took out the exquisite ancient language on his chest, which was a yellow-grade magic weapon. The exquisite ancient saying radiates a faint light, illuminating everything in the cave.

The space of the cave is not very large, only the size of three houses, and the walls of the cave are all inlaid with hideous skulls, which seem to imply some kind of formation arrangement, but perhaps it is too old, most of these skulls have been damaged, and the formation that obviously guards the cave has also lost its effect.

And on the inner walls of the cave, there are countless vents.

"Here it is...... A burial chamber!" Yin Mengli exclaimed.