The closer it got to the underground tomb city, the aura of heaven and earth became stronger, but there was still a lot of ghost aura in the aura, which was not suitable for ordinary monks to cultivate here.

The Qinghong Daoist who was chasing behind Zhu Lingwu, although he wrapped his body with spiritual power, only relied on his Qinghong Fire Lin Whip to release green flames, burning the rocks underground, and chasing after Zhu Lingwu in the direction.

Not long after, he also arrived in this area filled with cold and ghostly aura underground, and he couldn't help but be surprised in his heart, in the territory of the True Martial Sect, there was such a strange place.

But he didn't suspect that Zhu Lingwu was deliberately leading him over, he just thought that Zhu Lingwu was in a panic and inadvertently ran to such a strange place.

For him, it was just a matter of spending some more spiritual power to isolate those cold ghost qi from his body, and he was secretly proud in his heart.

"Hmph, look at that junior, it seems that there is really some special means, but after all, he is just a low-level qi refiner, and now that he is seeking his own death, he can also save me some means! Well, he was originally afraid of the Pure Yang Sect, so he thought of secretly solving him, and now if he is killed by these yin qi, wouldn't it be wonderful!"

In his opinion, what ability can Zhu Lingwu, a qi refiner, have to block the erosion of these cold ghost qi, and when he dies, he will be just a corpse at most.

If someone from the Pure Yang Sect really searched for him because of this, what could they say about him.

At this moment, the Qinghong Daoist couldn't help but slow down, and took back the Qinghong Huolin Whip in his hand a little, with the whip to protect his body, he could naturally reduce the consumption of some spiritual power.

The cultivation of monks was originally to swallow the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and turn it into their own spiritual power, and now such a thing that consumes spiritual power can naturally save a little bit is a little bit.

Although the longevity of a monk is tens, hundreds, or even thousands of years longer than that of mortals, he will still die when his longevity is exhausted.

If you use a little bit of these spiritual powers today, you will naturally have a little less, although you can make up for it afterwards, but it will also take time, and the time to make up for the spiritual power is used for cultivation, isn't it better.

And the spiritual power in this Qinghong Huolin Whip can be replenished with the Xuanwu Sect Spirit Soldier Combined Training Technique, but there is no need to be too stingy, this is also the characteristic of the Spirit Soldier of the True Martial Sect.

As the Qinghong Huolin Whip twisted back like a fire python, it opened up a three- or four-step hollow around the Qinghong Dao people, and the cold ghostly aura that permeated it encountered the cyan flames released by the Qinghong Huolin Whip, and it directly turned into smoke and dust and dissipated.

But to the surprise of this Qinghong Daoist, Zhu Lingwu in front of him fled all the way, and he was still safe and sound after all, "Oh, strange, is there any protective treasure on this junior, well, it seems that there are really a lot of things on this junior, could it be that he really inherited the mantle of the inner disciple of the Pure Yang Sect, and got a lot of good things?"

Thinking of this, this Qinghong Dao people are even more happy, no matter what good things Zhu Lingwu has on him, wait a minute, it will be his.

After more than a dozen breaths of time, Qinghong Daoist suddenly felt as if he had arrived in a strange place, "Hey, no, it really looks like something is hidden here, there is obviously a man-made building down here, it is not an ancient tomb, haha, today must be a good day for the Taoist master, meet a fat sheep, and even find a ruin, if you can find any treasures below, perhaps, the poor Dao can also condense the golden pill and achieve the realm of real people, at that time, you will be able to return to the sect from this red world!"

"You junior, where else can you escape, today, even if you flee to the edge of the sky, the poor road will not let you go!"

Under the joy in his heart, the Qinghong Dao people couldn't help but open their mouths and shouted, and Zhu Lingwu's earth escape technique in front of him seemed to have been stopped by the outer wall of the ancient tomb, and there was nowhere to escape for a while.

Although there were about ten steps of rock and soil space between Qinghong Dao and Zhu Lingwu, and there was a strong cold ghost aura, but in the divine consciousness that the monk saw, these things were as if they did not exist.

The words of Qinghong Daoren, under the coercion of spiritual power, directly penetrated these barriers and reached Zhu Lingwu's ears.

And Zhu Lingwu has already stuck to the outer earthen wall of the underground tomb city, and from a close distance, the outer wall of this ancient tomb is a little like a cement construction, and I don't know what means General Zhennan used to build the ancient tomb.

But when I got here, I could also use my soul thoughts to sense the complex and changeable spiritual power fluctuations in the ancient tomb, and my soul thoughts couldn't penetrate into the ancient tomb at all, and I didn't know where the demon spirit slave's ass was now.

But through the little white fox's report, Zhu Lingwu knew that the demon spirit slave was about three or four steps behind him.

But Zhu Lingwu didn't see the air outlet connecting the ancient tomb with the outside world, or the small hole that allowed the wandering soul to enter, but this was not important, anyway, Zhu Lingwu had already sensed the strong electric current condensed in the inner layer of the ancient tomb.

Hearing the words of the Qinghong Daoist in his ears, Zhu Lingwu sneered, the current condensed in the ancient tomb was extremely strong, and Zhu Lingwu even had a kind of natural thunder and lightning intensity on a thunderstorm night.

With such a strong current, Zhu Lingwu is naturally very satisfied, with this hole card, even if the Qinghong Dao person comes, he also has the strength to fight with him.

Wasn't it the same for the monks who solved the foundation building of the Qinghua Gate at the beginning, and there was no strong current in the prohibition of this ancient tomb as a supplement at that time.

"You thief, spy on the magic weapon of the master, then say it directly, come on, come on, it's a big deal, let's break the net with a fish!"

Zhu Lingwu deliberately made an angry and desperate tone, and also used his spiritual power to shout to the Qinghong Daoist.

But as his mind moved, the electric current that had originally condensed in the inner layer of the ancient tomb and was ready to attack the demon spirit slave's ass suddenly burst out of a hole on the surface of the ancient tomb that was covered by spiritual power, like a strip of blue and white cloth that was pulled out of the ancient tomb by Zhu Lingwu.

These currents then condensed in Zhu Lingwu's right hand, turning into a basketball-sized arc ball little by little, but slowly condensed.

At this moment, the yellow light of the demon spirit slave's body flashed, and those arcs flashed outside the ancient tomb, but the ancient tomb sounded like an angry continuous roar.

"Boom, boom!"

The sound was long and empty, like some monster roaring in the belly of a mountain.

This kind of change made Zhu Lingwu secretly frightened, and he was afraid that there would be more changes, but at this moment, he couldn't help Zhu Lingwu think too much, the Qinghong Huolin whip in the hands of the Qinghong Dao people over there had already broken through the rock and soil layer in the mountain and came to Zhu Lingwu's approach.

"Well, you junior, what have you done again!"

The Qinghong Daoist was also startled by the roar in the underground tomb city, but his divine sense was also blocked by the prohibition of the underground tomb city, which couldn't help but make him feel a little surprised by this underground tomb.

"Something that kills you!

On the right hand side of Zhu Lingwu's hand, the condensed arc ball had already turned into a bolt of lightning and slashed towards the Qinghong Daoist......