Chapter 2087: The Night Spirit Clan's Fighting God Nine
Yu Yan jumped in from the south wall, and saw a stream of purple swinging from the depths of the Shenhu Palace, Yu Yan gently swayed, like a fish in water, through the complicated palace corridor.
Unexpectedly, the peak turned around, and another world appeared, Yu Yan gasped, and looked up in front of her in shock-
A strange palace with staggered eaves and dense animal patterns, the copper bells and iron horses at the corners of the eaves are silently fluttering in the water, and trickles are poured into the countless small holes in the palace body, and the purple gas is also overflowing from the small holes.
There is a black plaque hanging high above the door, which reads: God Nine Tombs!
Yu Yan stared at the alien palace gate of the Divine Nine Tombs in a daze, made up her mind, and was about to enter, the ancient herd immortal master didn't know when he had arrived behind Yu Yan, and he didn't have time to make a sound, so he just looked up blankly.
"God, God Nine Tombs!" Gu Mu shook his eyebrows and stammered, "It's the mausoleum of those people! How can this be? A delicate dragon involved Ye Qingtian, and then climbed out of those people, things are getting more and more complicated!"
"It doesn't matter how deep the water of the Divine Lake Palace is, the holy relics are still our ambitions, right?" An Zeqi swirled the ghostly steps and waded silently into the water, he was like a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers, but he was not as surprised as Gu Mu.
The Ancient Mu Immortal Master glanced at An Zeqi with warning, taught him not to underestimate this Divine Lake Palace, and said with a long sigh: "You kid is right, this time you really want to break into the forbidden land of those people!"
"Where is Wanrao?" Yu Yan looked around.
"She said she was going to Ye Qingtian's Sleeping Palace, but I don't know where it is. An Zeqi said, he had followed Yu Yan to push the door into the Nine Tombs of the Gods, and in the gloomy hall, there were tall Bogu shelves displayed on one wall after another, with rare treasures on the shelves, and a variety of flashes.
And the faint purple light was precipitated from behind the Bogu frame, An Zeqi stepped forward to take a look, it turned out that there was a secret door on the wall, which might be hidden in ordinary times, but it was clearly depicted by the light at the moment.
"Get out of the way!" Gu Mu couldn't wait, he kicked the Bogu frame crookedly, and the porcelain bottle and jade dish "Ping Pong" were shattered, and before An Zeqi could see through how to open the secret door mechanism, Gu Mu Immortal Master raised his sword and opened a big hole in the wall!
A sharp vortex poured into the entrance of the cave, carrying all the treasures in the temple in the chaotic waves.
Outside the cave, a courtyard is revealed.
The three of them drilled out of the hole, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded, a natural blue monument, towering, brilliant.
The brilliant and treacherous purple light rises from the mud of the lake buried deep under the stele, surrounding the stele body, like a net!
The dragon pattern of the stele is entangled, and the stele is engraved with three big characters: God Nine Stele!
The faces of the three people couldn't help but turn pale, the night spirit holy relics were actually suppressed by the Nine Monuments of the Gods!
In Gu Mu's sunken eye sockets, the pair of cloudy yellow pupils shone at this moment, and he said categorically: "Dig up this monument!"
Gu Mu's voice fell, no one acted, the main stele is several feet tall, it is really a hard work to move away, and the stele body is like a stone like jade, the ghost light is backtracked, it looks quite a bit of the color of the gods, it is intimidating!
Gu Mu didn't care about those, he was bent on snatching the holy relics, rising in the air, flying on the Nine Monuments of the Gods with his feet, flying upwards with the help of "rubbing", and his snow-white beard grew like a water weed, reproducing the posture of the day's transformation of the Eight Qi Hooks!
Wrapped tightly around the Nine Monuments of the Gods, Gu Mu turned over and went to the ground, tied his hands around his waist, steadied his horse steps, and shouted the mantra of the Flood Exercise in his mouth: "A stream of water, ten thousand sects return to the sea!"
Suddenly, the lake in a courtyard was bounded by the Nine Monuments of the Gods, and it was swollen like two large funnels, surging on both sides.
Under the huge traction, Gu Mu was physically exhausted, and the long sword in his hand Huo Ran conjured up a clone, and the double swords were deeply inserted into the ground, supporting Gu Mu like a wooden stake.
"Click" made a few crisp sounds, and there were a few fine lines on the body of the Nine Monuments slowly cracking......
"I can't die!" A roar of rage erupted from the Nine Monuments of the Gods, the lake was turbulent, and outside the courtyard wall covered with murals, a school of red-toothed fish poured in, all the size of a lantern, with fierce white eyes convex forward, and the rain whiskers emitted the light of electric fire!
"Henggong fish!" An Zeqi saw this thing in an ancient book, and shouted: "Eat people without blinking!"
Gu Mu roared: "Buddha block and kill Buddha!
This group of fish is like being hungry for a hundred years, and when they see a living person, their eyes glow green.
Yu Yan and An Zeqi were intertwined left and right in the ancient Mu Immortal Master, helping him to come to the menacing school of Henggong fish, Gu Mu ran through his arms, trying his best to pull out the Nine Monuments of the Gods, but he couldn't help but feel weak - the roar clearly came from the monument, could it be that the person buried was not dead?
Gu Mu knew that "those people" could not be provoked.
The holy relics are in sight, how can they let go? Gu Mu was angry and shouted: "Your Excellency Shenjiu! My generation is a member of the Night Spirit Clan, and I have come to retrieve the Holy Relic of the Night Spirit stolen by the traitors, if Your Excellency and the Spirit are here, don't help the abuse!"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Shen Jiu roared again, and a surging wave of air opened up the raging waves, shaking several people away, Shen Jiu said angrily: "If you don't leave, don't blame me for freezing you into a thousand years of ice and sinking to the bottom of the lake forever!"
As he spoke, the lake cooled down sharply, countless bubbles bubbled out of the lake, and pieces of solid ice precipitated to the bottom of the lake......
On the top of the black shadow, a huge long snake shadow sprang out, swinging towards Gu Mu to attack, Gu Mu dodged sideways, and before he could fight back, the long snake phantom quickly retracted into the black hill.
The dark shadow of the black lump crawled closer, where is the hill! Under the tall turtle armor in the sky, four scaly turtle feet poked out, a huge turtle head shrank in front of it, and a snake body stirring up the wind and clouds was born on the tail, An Zeqi exclaimed: "The front turtle and the back snake are the water god Xuanwu!"
The water god Xuanwu uses the carapace as a shield, strictly guarding the nine monuments of the gods, and the snake body that is looking forward to it is like a cold spear, which is left and right in the air, and the contradiction is one, which is simply indestructible!
It is difficult to capture the Nine Monuments of the Gods, and the lake is gradually freezing on a large scale, if the water of Manting Lake turns into solid ice, the consequences of a few people in the water are unimaginable!
Gu Muqing raised his long sword, and the seven green python patterns on the sword body were lifelike in the sparkling water waves.
The long sword waved, the sword body soared, and the seven green pythons sealed in it came into being, splitting their heads and covering their faces in the frozen lake, swinging their bodies and tails and flying wildly, smashing the ice seal, stirring up the waves, and shaking the monument!
"You old boy, there are two hits, but it's a pity that in front of me, it's still the class that has an axe!" came from the sneer of Shen Jiu.
Immediately, a scalp-numbing "panpan" and "panpan" sound became loud, like countless rigid bird claws, scratching the muffled hiss of the iron pot!
Yu Yan and the others hugged their ears in pain, and the muffled clamor drilled into their brains and hollowed out people's strength!