Immortal Martial God Chapter 470: Altar

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Chapter 470 Altarpiece

Xiang Nan said calmly: "You guys are really free, even geniuses have to get a ranking list."

"I care about whether he is the first genius or the third genius. If he dares to come, I will kill him with him!"

"Not ashamed." Sima Nantian smirked.

But his smirk was exchanged for Mengdie's five big slaps.

Of course, Mengdie's own hand was beaten and swollen in the end.

"Brother, I hurt, blowing." Mengdie pouted her small mouth, tearfully handing her small hand to Xiang Nan.

Xiang Nan couldn't laugh or cry.

The three of them hopped forward like this, and sat down to eat and drink when they were thirsty and hungry.

Yimengdie means that Sima Nantian is hungry and thirsty.

However, out of the minimum respect for the word Wu, Xiang Nan still didn't humiliate Sima Nantian too much, and he did not give less food and drink.

Mengdie didn't understand, and argued with Xiang Nan.

Xiang Nandao: "There are good and bad people's hearts, but since everyone is a warrior, then they are all fallen into the world."

"Even if I want to kill him, I will give him a decent way to die, let him die on the battlefield, by the knife."

Mengdie rested her chin and stared straight at Xiang Nan, her eyes full of small stars.

"Do you use this kind of hypocritical rhetoric to capture Miss Mengdie's heart?" Sima Nantian sneered disdainfully: "A hypocrite."

"Think whatever you like." Xiang Nan tidied up his things, put the extra food in Najie, and said: "Mengdie, ready to go."

In two days, the three of them advanced hundreds of miles.

It's already deep into the fifth floor. Looking in all directions, there is no edge at all, and in the meantime, another gravity shift has occurred.

Fortunately, Xiang Nan was prepared long ago, and he is ready to turn the danger into a breeze.

But at noon on the third day, the three stopped, Xiang Nanfang pointed to the front and said: "Look, Mengdie, the wind in front of you is even bigger."

Mengdie set up a pergola and looked into the distance. Sure enough, she saw a white gust of wind.

When the three of them really got closer, they all turned pale.

Where is the wind? But a piece of white dead souls!

These dead souls didn't know where they came from, and the sky and the ground were all white.

Moreover, the number of these dead souls is very dense, still flying in two directions.

In the abyss below, there are countless souls flying into the sky, and there are countless souls flying into the abyss below.

These dead souls are flying crosswise, leaving a small gap between the dead souls and the dead souls!

Xiang Nan first tried to stretch out his arm and grabbed it with his hand. When the white ghost pierced his palm, he suddenly felt weak and his heart throbbed in panic.

"It's awful." Xiang Nan panted back and said: "These souls can't be touched. As long as they touch a little bit, they will feel weak."

"Then how do we jump over?" Mengdie also became scared.

If you are touched by a ghost in the middle of the jump, you will lose your strength at once, or if you haven't fallen to death, you will be passed through by more ghosts, and you will be "poisoned to death" alive. .

Xiang Nan meditated on the spot, aroused the thunder, and restored his vitality to full state.

Then slashed a blade of light towards the distance, and found that the blade of light could not hurt the dead souls, but directly penetrated them.

"I know why this place is called the gate of hell." Xiang Nan took a deep breath, pointed in midair, and shouted: "Quen the sun!"

A violent sunlight fell down, and the four-meter-diameter beam of light, the dead souls that touched the edge of the beam, were immediately dissipated by the smoke from the sunlight.

The rest of the souls are afraid of the sun and all walk around.

"Sure!" Xiang Nanxi said.

Xiang Nan took the two of them and jumped over to the opposite floating island. Wherever they went, the dead souls all avoided sensitively, and none of them dared to touch the sunlight.

But after nearly ten minutes of jumping, Xiang Nan exhausted his vitality and could only replenish it again, and then continue to dance.

During this period, he observed An Xiaomin and Chu Yue with thunder and lightning, and found that the man named Shen Ming was holding up a strange talisman.

The talisman exudes a holy light, enveloping a few of them, and also keenly shuttles between the dead souls.

Besides, their amulet does not consume vitality, and soon left Xiang Nan's field of vision.

After a few dozen miles of advancement, the situation changed again. The white ghosts disappeared here. Instead, there were large tracts of black ghosts.

Xiang Nan stretched out an arm in the state of quenching the sun, but the black dead souls were so fierce that they didn't avoid the sun at all, but ran into them directly!

Every black dead soul hits the sun, there will be a snort, and a black smoke will appear. At the same time, Xiang Nan feels that his vitality will quickly consume a large amount of it.

"It seems that we are about to reach the end of this layer." Xiang Nan said: "If we can pass through this black dead soul area, we may encounter the space-time passage of the next layer."

"But it's easier said than done to break through."

"Ah, good brother, look at the back." Mengdie looked around for a while, and suddenly pointed to a floating island on the right back and cried out.

Xiang Nan and Sima Nantian both looked back and saw that the white dead souls around the floating island were flying around the floating island.

The rest of the souls fly from top to bottom, or from bottom to top. Only the souls of this floating island are flying around the floating island, as if protecting something.

"This is the case." Xiang Nanqi said: "Before we were on the road, we didn't pay attention to the surrounding environment, and we don't know how many such floating islands we missed. Let's go and see what mystery there is. ."

The white dead soul, still afraid of the sun, Xiang Nan led the two and jumped towards the floating island.

Because there are too many dead souls coiling around the floating island, it was not until the three of them landed that they could see what the floating island really looked like.

In the center of this floating island, there is a very small altar. The altar is circular and can accommodate three people sitting side by side on it.

There was a circle of black candles burning around the altar, and the flames of those candles were also black.

In the center of the altar, there is a black wooden square box. Xiang Nan pulls the square box with a flower finger and opens it. There is a book lying inside.

It says: Tianyin controls ghosts.

Behind these words, there is a line of annotations in small characters: high-ranking land, mysterious magic.

Xiang Nan and Mengdie looked at each other, both eyes widened in shock.

High-level spells of land grades? This grade is too exaggerated!

The three of them couldn't believe their eyes. In this kind of ghost place, there is still such a high-level mysterious technique!