The kneeling of hundreds of ghosts lasted for half a stick of incense, and they did not stop until the scriptures in the air turned into dots of light and entered the bodies of the ghosts.

At the same time, the ringing of the bells in the coffin finally stopped, and the ghosts who were kneeling in obeisance got up and retreated in scattered pieces like a tide.

Li Chen and others came out of the shadows in the corner.

Xiao Qi said: "Your Highness, everything in the ghost world is too bizarre, including the actions of the ghosts of these powerful men. It seems that they are controlled by someone with a grand conspiracy."

"Let's go over and take a look." Li Chen already had his next plan in mind and led everyone to the bottom of the altar.

What they saw from a distance just now was unreal. After they walked over, they saw clearly that there were totems carved on all sides of the altar. One was a human woman wearing a gauze skirt, the other was a demon with a human face and a snake body, and the last two sides were the weird totem Li.

Chen Chen has never seen it.

"This is the monster that was suppressed under the Fallen Ink Mountain." Cui Hao pointed to the third monster totem with a sharp mouth and double eyes and said: "I traveled around the world with the family leader. I once stayed briefly in the Fallen Ink Mountain and experienced a monster under the Fallen Ink Mountain.

Riots, so I know what they look like, but I have never heard of the last totem."

The last thing Cui Hao talked about was a monster with two wings on its back, a single horn on its head, and four white flames on its feet. Li Chen had never seen such a creature recorded in any classics. He thought to himself: How many people are there on this altar?

The totems all seem to correspond to the same race. Perhaps this monster also existed in the world, but it was too long ago and disappeared due to some reasons over the years.

Cheng Zhi'an suddenly shouted from behind the altar, "Come quickly, why is there still a mass grave there?"

Several people hurriedly looked over and saw vaguely bulging tombs of various sizes a hundred feet away behind the altar, which was very strange.

"Go and take a look." Following Li Chen's words, everyone entered the area of ​​mass graves.

There is a desolate open flat land with dead trees on both sides, and tombstones are placed on the bulging graves.

Xiaoqi came to a tomb and read out the inscription word by word: "Dragon ring armor was made by seventy-two famous craftsmen. The armor pieces are interlocked and the rings are tightly locked. The dragon ring is inlaid with dragon pills in the middle. It took thirteen years to

He is the master of Wangyou Realm and has been in the world for more than four hundred years."

On the other side, Qiu Feng also said the content of the next inscription: "The Gucheng Spear, this is also a magic weapon from hundreds of years ago. It was buried here with the death of the previous director."

Cui Hao said: "So that's it. Those figures just now are the ghosts of the dead strong men, so what's covered in dust here are the magic weapons that have been buried for many years!"

Several people were passing by cemeteries one after another when they suddenly heard a whistling sound. A long sword covered with green rust came out of its own hands and came at a very fast speed, floating in front of Cui Hao. The light and shadow flowed, and the aura was compelling.

Cui Hao's eyes fell on the hilt of the suspended divine sword. After seeing the lines on it clearly, he said in surprise: "It is the purple-green demon-suppressing sword of my Cui family ancestor. I have seen it in the family biography. That ancestor is Wangyou."

The overhaul of the environment is so splendid that it has surpassed the world for hundreds of years."

Li Chen smiled and said: "This is a divine sword that has a spirit. After noticing your sword heart, it is willing to surrender and surrender. Since it was originally an object of your Cui family, it surrenders to you today, which can be regarded as returning it to its original owner."

Cui Hao held the hilt of the sword and heard a clear sword chant like a cheer, which showed that the sword was happy.

Seeing that Cui Hao had obtained the magic weapon, Cheng Zhi'an also looked around. From the corner of his eye, he saw a red silk hanging in front of a grave not far away. He thought to himself that this magic weapon is really good-looking and complements my clothes perfectly.

It seems that it was born to belong to me.

When Li Chen and others were not paying attention, she quietly took two steps sideways and muttered a few words, "If you agree with me to take you away, just stay there and don't move. If you don't agree, just shake your head."

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Seeing that the silk fabric was indeed motionless, Cheng Zhi'an was overjoyed: it was indeed waiting for me. Without hesitation, he took two steps forward and grabbed the silk fabric.

Boom! A huge force pushed Cheng Zhi'an out, causing him to fall onto his back.

Immediately afterwards, the entire Divine Soldier Tomb shook and trembled at the same time, and the ringing that had just stopped not long ago started again, but this time it was several times faster than before!

The ghosts that had retreated reappeared, rushing toward the Tomb of Divine Soldiers, like a surging wave, and appeared in the field of vision of Li Chen and others in just a few breaths.

Cheng Zhi'an now knew that he had gotten into trouble, and said with a sad face: "I just want to see what kind of weapon this is."

Li Chen knew that the situation was critical and did not bother to scold Cheng Zhi'an. He just told everyone to run away and pass through the Tomb of Divine Soldiers first. It was peaceful here and there was no way to hide his figure.

Behind them, there are thousands of ghosts. Although they have no sanity, each of them is a great person who has great power in the world. Even if his strength is not the same, all kinds of magical powers and spells are incomparable.

The hard ground under the feet of a few people suddenly turned into a quagmire, and vines were winding towards the people like poisonous snakes with fangs. Two dark clouds flew overhead from unknown time, and a strong wind swept over the clouds, blocking the way.

As a few people moved forward, there was an overwhelming magical force sweeping over them from behind.

At the critical moment, Li Chen turned around, swung the long sword in his palm, and made another seal. A layer of white mist appeared at everyone's feet, as if walking on flat ground. "You go first, I can only block them for three breaths."

Xiao Qi immediately refused and said, "Your Highness and I will advance and retreat together."

Qiu Feng said: "Your Highness and I will live and die together."

Cheng Zhi'an bit her lip and said, "Don't say anything. I'm the one who caused the trouble. You go quickly and I'll stop them. But if, if I die, remember to go back to Cheng's house."

, let people from our Cheng family collect my body, remember to be quick, I'm afraid my body will be kept for too long."

Li Chen didn't give her a chance to continue to express his last words. He waved his sleeves and the seal in his hand flashed, sending Qiu Feng and others dozens of feet away.

His voice came from afar, "Since I dare to stay, I have a way to deal with it. You can just escape through the Tomb of Divine Weapons. If you have a chance to go out, wait for me on Yuanmo Mountain."


Chapter completed!