Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 2062: Ghost Gate Close

The stump is broken, the blood is flowing into a river, and the end of the road of light is like Shura hell, which makes people shudder. ?Hunting?????

Rao is Ling Xian who is used to seeing the sea of ​​blood and corpse mountains, and feels chills. The Taobao Taoist complexion is even more pale, and his legs are weak.

It was so terrible. Looking around, there were all broken arms and limbs. It was terrifying.

"Too many people have died, right." Taobao Taoist was shocked and thankful.

If he hadn't walked with Ling Xian, he would definitely be buried here.

"Don't forget, this is an imperial tomb, and it's an imperial tomb with no way of life."

Ling Xian sighed softly. The Great Emperor Zhentian once dominated the existence of Zhige City. Even if he hadn't ascended into a fairy, he was the strongest man who swept humanity.

How can ordinary people survive his tomb?

"The imperial mausoleum where there is no way of life, what does this mean?" Daobao Taoist was startled, remembering what Ling Xian said when he chose the path of light.

At the time, he didn't believe it, but now it seems that Ling Xian is undoubtedly right.

"It means literally."

Ling Xian sighed, and said: "Whether it is the dark road or the light road, it will be a life of nine deaths, and then it will be a dead end."

"Isn't that inevitable?" Daobao shuddered, giving birth to a retreat.

"If there is no way of life, it does not mean that you will die."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, and said: "The road is on his own. As long as he has the strength, what if there is no vitality?"

Hearing this, the Taobao Taoist heaved a sigh of relief, and his intention to retreat disappeared, replaced by courage.

After seeing Ling Xian's ability, he naturally gained some confidence.

"Let's go, as long as you stand in front and buy time for me, I promise you will retreat."

Ling Xian smiled, not because he is arrogant, but because he has confidence.

With the inheritance of the ghost hunter, even if it is the top ten horrors in the tomb, he has the confidence to leave calmly.

"Don't worry, my son, I will do my best." Taobao Taoist smiled, no more reluctance.

He opened the road ahead, and quickly crossed the sea of ​​blood on the corpse mountain, and came to the end of the imperial mausoleum.

The reason why it is said to be the end is because there is a rock wall ahead, and there is no road.

However, there is a huge gossip picture inscribed on the stone wall.

The divine light is flowing, the rhyme of the Tao is permeated, and the gossip diagram slowly rotates, releasing strange fluctuations.

This made Daobao Taoist confused, he moved his gaze to Ling Xian, expressing the intention of asking.

"This is a teleportation array, or eight teleportation arrays, each ancient character has the ability to teleport."

Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, and the strange fluctuations released by the Bagua Diagram were the power of space. As long as they approached, they would be teleported to an unknown place.

"Teleportation Array?" Daobao Daoist was stunned.

"Yes, there is no way ahead. If you want to continue exploring, you can only get close to the Bagua map." Ling Xian looked calm, he is the Great Master of Formation Dao, and his judgment is naturally correct.

"Which word shall we choose?" Taobao Taoist asked.

"At random, the eight ancient characters are transmitted in different places, but there is no difference in essence. They are all the same dangerous."

Ling Xian said lightly, the Emperor Zhentian left no way out, and he chose whichever one was the same.

"Then do the words." Taobao Taoist smiled helplessly, and put his hands on the dry words of the gossip picture.

Ling Xian is the same.

Suddenly, a soft light emerged, teleporting the two to an unknown place.

After that, Ling Xian frowned.

It's just because there is no Taobao Taoist around him, that is to say, the teleportation array separated them.

"Interesting teleportation array, even if you press a word at the same time, it will be shuffled and teleported."

"Daobao Taoist, you can only ask for more blessings."

Ling Xian sighed softly, then looked around and looked at the place.

I saw that this was a rolling mountain range, and when I looked around, it was actually a majestic mountain.

Across the front, there are more than twenty monks sitting cross-legged. There are men, women and children, and everyone is burdened by a mountain of ten thousand feet.

They breathed heavily, their complexions were flushed, and even many of them had blood spilling from the corners of their mouths.

Obviously, the mountains on their backs are very heavy, even if they are all good people, they are about to be crushed.

"If it is a test, it would be nice to say, but how can it be?"

Ling Xian sighed softly. Emperor Zhentian made it clear that he was going to kill all those who came. How could it be a test?

"Young man, you have chosen the wrong way."

A white old man spoke, a bit tired and bitter.

"Any road in the imperial mausoleum is wrong." Ling Xian sighed, knowing that it won't be long before he will be burdened by the mountains.

Sure enough, after a few breaths, a peak of ten thousand feet rose from the ground and fell on his back.

Suddenly, Ling Xian's waist was bent a few minutes, and his calves sank into the ground.

However, he remained unmoved.

Although the mountain is heavy, it can't hurt him if he uses his force.

"No, you chose the wrong way."

The old man took a deep look at Ling Xian and said, "Do you understand?"

Hearing this, Ling Xian frowned slightly, and then he showed a wry smile.

In a short period of time, the mountains can't crush him, and can't even make him breathe heavily, but what about the long-term?

Once he runs out of mana, the mountain will crush him into flesh!

"Any road in the imperial mausoleum is wrong, but if I can choose, I will not come here."

"The feeling of waiting to die is not good."

The white old man smiled bitterly, causing everyone to sigh.

They are all powerful people, otherwise, it would be impossible to get here, but they can hold on for ten days, but they can’t hold on for ten years.

"I don't want to die, let alone die so useless."

Ling Xian's eyes were deep, his body was light, and his mana surged wildly, trying to smash the mountain into pieces.

As a result, he returned without success, let alone smashing the mountains, there was not even a trace of cracks.

"Don't waste your effort. If I can smash the mountain, how can I be trapped here?" The white old man sighed helplessly.

"Can't it be broken..." Ling Xianjian frowned, feeling quite tricky.

Sooner or later, his mana will be exhausted. If he can't leave this place before exhausting, then even if his mana is comparable to the Taoist body, he will undoubtedly die.

"I have used all the methods that have been available. I can neither smash the mountains nor the place." The white old man showed regret and despair.

The same goes for the others.

It's too difficult to break the game, it's a hopeless and mortal game!

"This imperial mausoleum has no way of life~IndoMTL.com~ But, I don’t believe it is really lifeless."

Ling Xian's eyes were deep and deep, and the Yuan Ying villain came out to explore every corner of the place.

However, he showed nothing.

"Don't waste your effort. Entering here is equivalent to stepping into the ghost gate with one foot. The only difference is when will the other foot take a step."

The white old man sighed and said: "With this time, it is better to close your eyes and think about the beauty and regrets of this life."

After hearing this, Ling Xian was silent.

The scenes of the past flashed quickly in his mind, and then his faith became firm.

The Yuan Ying villain opened his eyes and set off a storm of souls, sweeping the entire mountain range.

This made everyone startled, and then they heard a word that moved them.

"I regret too much in my life, so I can't die."