Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1647: Gouhunsuo

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So, he just waved his hand and blasted the black man out.

This scene calmed everyone present.

At the moment, the people around Ling Xian evaded one after another, especially those who planned to attack him, they were scared to death.

In this way, he easily entered the tomb.

The same is true for the elderly.

After a few breaths, the prohibition reappeared, annoying those who did not come in.

The complexion of those who came in changed drastically.

Because, there are corpses under their feet, and those faces full of horror, showing what kind of horror they encountered before they died.

The strong gloom in the tomb also made everyone feel cold, like falling into an ice cave.

"That is the elder of Chixiamen! He actually died here?"

"Oh my God, so many people died as soon as I came in, how dangerous is this place?"

"I regret it, I really shouldn't be here!"

Everyone exclaimed, and their words were full of fear.

No way, the impact of this scene is really too great. Looking around, there are less than three or four hundred corpses.

Although from the opening of the tomb until now, three or four thousand people have to come in, but don't forget, this is just the entrance!

So many people died as soon as they came in. One can imagine how dangerous it was behind!

Therefore, most people are afraid and regret it.

Unfortunately, it's too late to regret.

There are restrictions, not only can't get in, but also can't get out.

"The grave of ten thousand deaths, it is really dangerous."

Ling Xian's expression became solemn, and the old man also suppressed a smile.

At this moment, the wind suddenly started, like a sword like a sword, causing everyone to spurt blood and howl loudly.

Even if it is as strong as Lingxian, the pain is unbearable.

At the moment, he is running the majesty of heaven, and the flowers of the avenue appear, isolating the wind and wind.

Everyone also uses their own methods to resist the horrible wind.

But not everyone can block it like Ling Xian, this yin wind is quite strong, killing several people on the spot.

After every breath, several people fell, and in the blink of an eye, more than twenty people had died.

This made other people more and more frightened, all of them frightened and desperately resisted.

"Go forward and stay here, there is only one dead end."

Ling Xian frowned, the flowers of the avenue drooped down to clear light, isolating the yin wind, not a trace of it.

After that, he took a big step and held his head forward.

And listening to what he said, everyone awakened and moved forward at full speed.

Unfortunately, this yin wind is too strong, and it is quite difficult to even resist. How can it be possible to fly? No matter how hard he tried, he could only walk forward like Ling Xian.

Compared with Lingxian who strode the meteor, everyone is undoubtedly a lot harder.

Only a few people can keep up with him.

The old man is one of them.

He walked side by side with Ling Xian, sighing: "The tomb of ten thousand deaths and a lifetime of death is indeed a well-deserved reputation."

"Afraid?"

Ling Xian took a deep look at the old man, unable to see the strength of this person, a bit like the seventh realm, and a bit like the eighth realm.

But one thing is certain, the strength of the old man is by no means inferior to him.

"You are not afraid, how could I be afraid?" The old man smiled.

"There is nothing to be afraid of."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, and said: "There is no turning back arrow in the bow. Since you and I have already entered, there is only one way to go."

"Let's go, see in the end, is it to become the nourishment of the unknown life, or to get the inheritance and retreat."

The old man squinted his eyes, and his feet were steady and firm.

Ling Xian is even more so.

He strode forward, firmly moving forward, even if the wind raged, he couldn't stop his footsteps, and he couldn't even move a bit.

It seems that this is just a gentle breeze, which will only make people feel comfortable.

But for most people, this is an ancient fierce beast.

They don't have the strength of Ling Xian. Not only do they have to walk very hard every step, but they also have more and more injuries.

In a short period of time, more than a dozen people fell.

This makes many people feel a little desperate, knowing that it won’t be long before they will be like them.

And just when some people were desperate, the wind stopped suddenly, as if nothing had happened.

Immediately afterwards, a cliff appeared in front of everyone.

The cliff is steep, with water below it, red and viscous water, like blood.

There are nine iron chains hanging in the air, one end is embedded on the cliff and the other end is embedded on the opposite mountain wall. It is like an iron bridge for pedestrians to pass through the river of blood.

But in the eyes of practitioners, it is undoubtedly extremely ridiculous.

Practitioners can fly. Even in the Qi refining period, they can cross the river of blood. Do they need iron chains?

"This river..."

Ling Xian narrowed his eyes, pulled out a piece of hair, and threw it into the river of blood.

After that, the hair fell into the river and disappeared.

This scene made everyone's eyes widened, and the hair was horrified.

Just because Ling Xian's hair did not float up, which means that the river has no buoyancy.

"Sure enough."

Ling Xian sighed lightly, he couldn't even float a single hair, how could he fly?

"It seems that the only way to reach the opposite side is through the iron chain." The old man squinted his eyes.

"That's also a dead end."

Ling Xian sighed and said: "Look carefully, what is this?"

"Huh?"

The old man frowned and looked at the iron chain carefully. He couldn't help but change his complexion when he saw the thing rising with yin and red lines.

"Give a soul?"

"Yes~IndoMTL.com~This is the legendary hook."

"Once you stand up, the soul will be pulled out of the body, even the eighth-level power, it is difficult to resist."

Ling Xian has a solemn expression, and the ecstasy is not a magic weapon, nor a spell, but an existence like a ghost beast.

It is condensed by Yin Qi and specializes in souls. It ranks sixth on the horror list among the top ten tombs, and it is even more terrifying than ghost beasts.

"I encountered this thing, it's troublesome." The old man's expression became gloomy.

The same goes for everyone.

Although I don’t know what the Ecstasy is, Ling Xian’s strength is obvious to all. Even he finds it tricky. How can everyone not change their colors?

"Fortunately, I know how to crack it. Otherwise, I will be stuck here."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, quite thankful, thinking of the cracking method created by the ghost hunter.

"You have a way to crack it?"

The old man shakes, everyone doesn't know the terrible ecstasy, can he still know? Even he was not sure to resist.

However, Ling Xian said that he could crack it, which naturally shocked him.

"I don't have the ability, I won't come to the tomb of a lifetime."

Ling Xian grabbed a smile and said, "This kind of legendary tomb is not a joke."

Speaking, his hands formed a strange seal, which drew a mysterious power, attached to the nine iron chains.

In the next moment, the nine iron chains shine brightly, seeming to be fighting.

Suddenly, Ling Xian's face paled a little, and his body was trembling a little.

However, his Jieyin hand did not tremble at all, just like a rock, unwavering.

After a while, the red light gradually dimmed and finally disappeared completely.

"It really cracked..."

The old man was shocked, and Huo Ran looked at Ling Xian.

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