Squeak
When the wooden door opened, Chen Luo saw a tomb chamber leading downwards.
The deep cave seemed to lead to the underground underworld. Cold air rolled up from inside, mixed with intermittent wailing sounds, like the crying of wronged souls.
The clear sound of footsteps echoed in the passage.
Chen Luo walked very slowly.
This passage gave him a very strange feeling, as if it led to the underworld. The walls on both sides were also flowing, and from time to time some strange faces would squeeze out of the walls and then disappear. In order to ensure safety, Chen Luo took out the soul flag. This spiritual weapon that was subsequently upgraded seemed particularly active in the passage, and the unique aura of the evil spirits surrounded him.
Three powerful evil spirits would occasionally emerge from the soul flag, circle around and fly back into the flag. Among them, the old swordsman's evil spirit was the most ferocious, with an evil aura that was almost tangible and emitting a bloody glow. Chen Luo still hadn't figured out the origins of this old swordsman who was related to Wang Chengguan.
He could only wait until he returned to Yue State to collect the remaining brain of Brother Changqing and communicate with Senior Wang in person. The last time he went back, he also brought a gift to Wang Chengguan. Although the other party did not accept it, the friendship was definitely there.
With this friendship maintained, Senior Wang would definitely not turn him away.
Such is the way of the world!
Step
There was a strange knocking sound coming from the corner ahead, and an orange-red flame shone in from the corner door frame. Chen Luo stopped, and his consciousness spread over like a tide.
Behind the corner is a square room.
It was empty inside, with a torch inserted diagonally on the right wall. Under the light of the torch, the murals on the wall came alive. The content of the painting was also the corridor of the tomb passage, with a young man holding a soul flag in his right hand and walking forward cautiously. Behind him, there was a woman with a strange fox face on her back.
The woman put her arms around the man's neck, her eyes narrowed into a line, her mouth resting on the man's neck, sucking something in big gulps.
Chen Luo stopped, the flesh on his neck twisted, and two heads grew out from behind.
The three-headed, eight-armed golem is Chen Luo's form in the legendary world.
He can summon the head anytime he wants.
An empty vision came from behind. In the vision of the two heads behind, the fox-faced woman was not seen, only a pitch-black passage.
"Invisible evil?"
Chen Luo's face was gloomy. This time he even used Brother Changqing's brain. But he still couldn't "see" what was on the mural. There were only two possibilities. One was that his Changqing Immortal Emperor brain lacked this part of perception, and the second possibility was that the fox-faced monster was not behind him, and the picture sensed by his consciousness was false.
No matter which one it is, it is very tricky for Chen Luo now.
Walk forward a few dozen steps and turn the corner to enter the secret room.
Chen Luo saw the same scene as the one he had sensed. There was indeed a mural on the stone wall next to the torch. The scene that he had sensed before had changed at this moment.
The man on the mural came to the secret room.
After entering the secret room, that strange feeling came again. This time he clearly felt the weight, and a furry fox face was seen from the corner of his eye. The strange thing was that, apart from the corner of his eye, his spiritual sense could not sense anything, and the two heads behind him could not see anything either.
But the same fox hair as before appeared in the corner of my eye.
"Big Official"
A resentful female voice sounded in my ears.
Chen Luo only felt his body become heavier, and an inexplicable force acted on him. He felt as if he was being pressed down by a mountain, and his body suddenly bent. The ground under his feet was like cotton, and it sank strangely.
Gurgle!
Looking down, Chen Luo found that the hard bluestone passage under his feet had turned into a black swamp at some point, with foul-smelling bubbles constantly coming out from below. The part below his calves was completely submerged in the black mud swamp.
However, he did not see these strange phenomena in his spiritual sense.
The vision fed back by the divine consciousness was still the secret room. There was no black mud, nor the fox-faced man.
There was a deviation in visual perception and spiritual feedback at this moment.
Bang!
A cold skeleton arm stretched out from the mud and grabbed his calf.
"You are finally here"
The faint voice sounded again.
Chen Luo felt that his falling speed had increased a lot. Deep in the black mud below, a pair of blood-red eyes stared at him. More bone hands emerged from the black mud and grabbed his body. These bone hands were mixed with the coldness of the Yellow Spring water and attached with abnormal coldness, trying to drag him into the mud pit.
"Ghosts and monsters!"
A demonic aura rose from Chen Luo's body, and the power of the demon bone spread from the inside out. The surface of his body expanded and grew larger, and the three-headed, eight-armed demon statue, like a Dharma image, enveloped his soul and body.
boom!!
A circular wave of air exploded, and a spherical pit appeared on the surface of the black mud. The legs that were trapped in the mud were pulled out, and the bone hands were broken into two pieces on the spot. The aftermath spread and spread further down, to the location of the eyes.
laugh.
There was a sound of a moth flying into a flame.
Chen Luo found himself back in the secret room, his feet still in the same position as before he stepped in. The black mud and the fox-faced man had all disappeared.
The torches on the wall are still burning, and the murals above are full of traces of time.
It's just the most common picture of a lady.
There was no scene that could change, and everything that had happened before seemed like an illusion.
"Illusion?"
Chen Luo looked around and checked his legs, and found no marks of scratches from the bone claws, nor any black mud.
'Nothing unusual.'
'No murderous intent.'
'Safety.'
The thoughts in the external brain were fed back like a tide. Chen Luo tried to call several brains, but found that the information they saw was different from his. From the perspective of these brains, nothing abnormal was found, only the scene of Chen Luo walking in from the passage.
Including the three of them, Brother Changqing and the second brother Xianshi.
'The legendary world of the demon race is different from that of the human race. The existence of long-lived demons makes this place extremely dangerous.'
Chen Luo couldn't help but think of Hong Xian Gu's words in his mind. The evil spirits derived from these old demons couldn't affect the three brothers in his body, but they could affect him!
"What level of giant creature was unearthed?"
Chen Luo withdrew his spiritual consciousness.
In this situation, retreat is definitely not an option. At his level of cultivation, there is nothing worth fearing.
"Tear it down for me!"
Chen Luo waved the soul flag and released all the evil spirits inside. The dense gray evil spirits instantly filled the entire secret room, and some of them that could not be contained seeped into the front and back passages.
If you can’t find it, then don’t look for it!
He is not a judge, so he does not need to rely on evidence or find the source when doing things.
boom!!!
As if in response to the evil spirit in Chen Luo's heart, Master Lin Feng flew to the edge of the mural and blew himself up.
On cruelty.
Lin Feng’s master is still the number one in Soul Banner, even the old swordsman cannot compare to him.
A large number of cracks suddenly appeared on the mural, and the spider-web-like cracks spread. The unknown power behind the wall tried to repair the damage to the wall, but before this power could gather, the leader of the Demon Clan also rushed over and blew up his soul again at the place where Master Lin Feng blew himself up before.
The two forces combined and exploded in the small secret room, the rubble collapsed, and the gray mud layer behind was revealed. The old swordsman's evil spirit flew out last, and was different from Master Lin Feng and the Demon Sect Master. The old swordsman's evil spirit held a knife in his hand.
"Wang Chengguan!!!"
A blood-red blade light flashed by, and the old swordsman's evil spirit disappeared on the spot like fuel. All his strength gathered into a soul-spirit blade light, slashing the entire secret room from bottom to top.
Boom! !
The already shaky secret room completely collapsed after this blow, and even the rubble that rolled out was carried by the knife's energy and hit the wall. The two forces offset each other and finally became invisible.
By the time everything calmed down, the secret room had completely disappeared.
The murals on the wall, the bluestone slabs on the ground, and even the torches all disappeared, leaving only a black mud cave that kept collapsing. The legendary world is the power of the "refined spirit" level, and the old swordsman's soul-killing sword energy is the power of the spirit, which is most suitable for destroying the secret room.
After destroying the secret room, Chen Luo waved the soul flag to gather the soul energy scattered around.
With the nourishment of the spiritual weapon-level soul flag, those evil souls that self-destructed will be able to recover quickly.
Leaving the secret room, Chen Luo continued walking along the passage. The flower-backed turtle said that this legendary world was connected to the ancestral land of the demon race, so Chen Luo would naturally not give up.
Another half day passed.
A faint pulling force came from deep inside his flesh, which meant that Chen Luo's soul had been out of his body for longer than expected, and his body sensed danger. If he could not get back in time, his body might be occupied by other evil spirits, and his soul would lose its coordinates, becoming a rootless duckweed floating in the "Legendary World".
There are many similar wandering spirits in the world of legends, and many powerful demons are the transformation of these wandering spirits. If the spirit is away from the body for too long, it will slowly lose its "humanity" and finally be assimilated by the world of legends, becoming a part of the "legend" and unable to leave.
"So far? How did the three Flower-backed Turtle get there?"
Chen Luo stopped and looked at the passage ahead which still seemed to have no end, remaining silent.
The legendary world of the demon race opened his eyes, and he also saw a completely different world of cultivation from the one he had been in before, especially the strange fox-faced woman, whom he had not caught until now. The vast and boundless world of cultivation in the classics began to slowly appear before his eyes.
"Perhaps I was wrong from the beginning. This passage requires both the body and the soul to pass through."
My mind and soul became blurry, and the pulling sensation from my body became stronger and stronger.
Chen Luo squatted down and left a mark on the ground. This way, the next time he enters the legendary world, he will start from here. (End of this chapter)
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