He tried to re-light the candle. He was not worried about anything else, but was worried that after diving below the tomb passage to a certain depth, the air quality would not be enough to maintain the breathing of the two.. More latest chapters to visit:щ. Once the wax is gone, you have to turn around and run.

Click... Click... He used a lighter to light the candle, but after trying several times, he failed. It was not that his lighter was of poor quality, but after lit the wax, a silent "yin" wind would blow in the tomb passage. The "yin" wind had no signs at all, but when Wushuang was lit, Wushuang blew it out and lit it out, just like a naughty boy playing this boring game with Wushuang.

"My master, it's useless, stop trying, come on, use mine." The two of them are now grasshoppers on the same rope. If something unexpected happens to Wushuang now, Tong Sixi, an old man, certainly has no ability to continue moving forward.

He took out a folded paper lantern from his backpack. The paper lantern was made of human skin. After it was opened and lit, the human skin cover blocked the "yin" wind outside, and the flames flashed and "shot" a dark purple "color" light. It was the soul gathering lamp.

After the soul gathering lamp was ignited by Wushuang, the temperature around it suddenly became even lower. From time to time, the sweat on Wushuang's neck was blowing, and the sweat on his back was standing upside down.

"Tong Sixi? The ancestor explicitly prohibits the use of this thing! This thing is too serious and will burn the surrounding 'yin' souls forever?" He blamed him angrily.

"If you don't like it, then 'pass' me." Tong Sixi said lightly.

Wushuang finally compromised. Perhaps only this evil human skin lantern is considered safe in this place. There are too many unjust souls closed in the ancient tomb, and the dead are separated from the living beings'yin and yang. Although these Hezhe were kind people in their lifetime, they have already tortured them for a hundred years after death. Now, two people who don't know how to live or die must be looking for them as scapegoats. They will die better than death.

After each 'yin' wind penetrated into the human skin cover of the Soul Gathering Light, the flashing light was a little brighter than before. It was repeated over and over again. I don't know how many Gintama ghosts did the stupid thing of moths to the fire.

The two of them walked down their heads without saying a word, and walked forward for about half an hour. The tomb passage in front became higher and higher, and the top was almost impossible to see when they looked up. The tomb bricks in the tomb passage also became a little uneven. From the shape they formed at their feet, they should be sacrificial texts.

"What a heavy fog!" Wushuang slapped the fog with her hands, and the stinking smell of corpse was faintly revealed in the fog.

The fog is like a barrier, blocking more than ten meters away in front of it. It does not float outward and exists completely static here. If you look at it from another perspective, it is more like a barrier of life and death. The other side of the barrier is hell, and outside the barrier is the boundary of life and death.

There was a black chaotic chaos in the fog, and even the wolf's eyes opened to the strongest light could not see what was hidden behind it.

"This is the critical point between heaven and hell." Tong Sixi said.

Wushuang took two more steps forward, put his palm into the mist and swayed. It was illusory inside, and its hands were light and fluttering, as if there was no sense of gravity.

"Are we going to pass through?" Wushuang asked.

"No, what we see in our 'meat' eyes may not be real." Tong Sixi said.

"Hmph...Hmph..." Suddenly, a 'yin' laughter came from the fog, which was Sha Wentian's voice.

"x!" Wushuang cursed the Three-character Classic.

"Come on, come in and be believers of the Holy Lord! You will be eternal life and will be on the same plane as the prophets. There is no dispute, no evil, no trouble, this is heaven!" The voice said slowly.

"Young Master, don't listen to him! He is just a wandering soul that can never be killed!" said Tong Sixi.

"Sha Wentian! You can't deceive me. In a short while, you will be like your Holy Lord, and you will always sleep in this hell without seeing the light, forever!" Wushuang shouted without giving in his mouth.

Unexpectedly, Sha Wentian disagreed and said, "There is only one of you who can enter the master's holy land, and the choice is with you. There is what you want in heaven. That thing can allow you to transcend reincarnation and life and death forever, be superior to the three realms, and become the holy spirit of the three realms! Are you ready? There is only one! There is only one! There is only one..." His evil voice disappeared little by little.

Suddenly, Wushuang felt a cold little thing pressing against his back.

"Tong Sixi? Are you stupid? You actually believed him?" Wushuang did not dare to look back because Tong Sixi was holding a gun at him behind her.

"He is right. That Koran can indeed make people mysterious power forever. That power can make you the richest person in the world and also make you eternal life! My master, there is only one Koran, either you or me!" Tong Sixi said with a smile behind him, "yin".

"You can't deceive me!" Wushuang said.

"What?"

Wushuang suddenly turned around, rolled over and avoided Tong Sixi's big hand, and without saying a word, "drawing" the dagger and chopping it down at the familiar figure. What is Tong Sixi in front of her? It is clearly a figure wearing a red cloak. Under the brim of the hat, the man had no face at all, and his whole body seemed to be floating in the air in the air.

Wushuang raised his hand and cut the blood-red "color" cloak into two pieces with one knife. The two halves slowly fell down and fell to the ground, with nothing in the cloak.

"Bang!" A loud bang came from behind. Wushuang turned around and saw that there was an exact guy wearing a red cloak standing in front of Tong Sixi not far away. The guy also became depressed after being shot.

The bullet was powerful. Although the tomb passage was very large, the bullet's "fire" speed and power were even greater. After passing through the blood-red cloak, it bounced back to the "hole" wall, and then bounced towards the direction where Wushuang was. Wushuang reacted quickly and quickly dodged. Fortunately, the bullet mist was mist and went through his clothes and directly "fired" into the illusory "mysterious" fog separated by heaven and earth.

Another crisp sound from the local area came. As soon as the bullet hit the fog, it was bounced back by a thick layer of metal.

"There is something behind the fog!" Wushuang said.

Tong Sixi climbed up from the ground and said, "He is a 'stimulating' method. In fact, Sha Wentian is very afraid that we will go through the 'miscuity' fog to explore the world behind. This 'miscuity' fog should not exist either. It is just hiding the entrance to Bai Yanhu's tomb!"

At this time, a burst of rapid high heels sounded from behind them, and the two turned around and looked nervously at the endless darkness behind them.

"Who?" Wushuang shouted!

"Master Shuang, it's me!" Bai Su ran over.
Chapter completed!