Chapter 637: Ten Thousand Years of Erosion Yin Demon (2)
When everyone heard this, there was some reason, but Yan Hui shook his head and said, "It's just for the time being. Please use it to visit this site. Lengquan, you have never experienced such a scene. If all the demons gather in the world, it will be of great importance to the power of our holy clan. Now the power of the ten saints has dispersed by eight out of ten, and there is no longer the climate of the past. We cannot rely on them. With our power to overcome the catastrophe, we can only defeat those demons one by one..."
What Yan Hui said is true, and everyone agreed with it.
However, Leng Quan sneered in his heart, "The traitor naturally has the traitor's words..." Leng Quan stopped talking, and he knew in his heart what the meaning of the Holy Son's rebirth was?
The twelve people continued to move forward, and they were shocked when they saw and saw on the way, although they were not sure who had cast this vast Yuhuang Mausoleum. The Yuhuang Mausoleum that everyone saw was just a drop in the ocean...
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The blue-black archway, I saw it here again.
However, the ones who appeared here were no longer the twelve people, but ten people.
"It's this?" A confused voice always appeared, but everyone ignored the chatting voice.
The black demonic energy seemed not as much as everyone imagined. "It seems that they were going well..." Leng Xiaoran thought in his heart.[
There are three big characters engraved on the archway, which are naturally those three big characters. However, in everyone's eyes, the three big characters seem a little dim, as if they were eroded by demonic energy.
"Let's go." Leng Xiaoran said lightly, his body had already rushed into the mouth of the ghost face. The portal was built on a foothill and the belly of a mountain peak was turned into a tomb. This is not very rare. Many people from all generations of royal relatives did this.
A sharp sword seemed to be carved on the ghost's mouth, and the tip of the sharp sword penetrated directly on the ghost's face, as if it showed that this was the place where demons were killed and demons were killed.
However, the demonic energy here is so terrifying, but everyone is also a battle-prone person. If you can even endure this small scene, you may not be able to get through now...
The passage was not long. After walking a hundred feet, everyone saw the main hall of the Yuhuang Mausoleum. It was extremely spacious everywhere, with stone pillars standing around it, as if they were like a base of the formation, but everyone did not see anything special.
However, everyone paid attention to the stone carvings around them, "Tsk tsk... Not bad, I just can't understand what to draw?" Lin Er said.
"Well, the heroes have similar views..." Ying Jianjian also replied, in such a gloomy place, the two of them looked as if they were fine, and they were talking and laughing, let alone how weird it was.
As we continued to walk, the stone carvings around us also changed. They were no longer the previous carvings on the walls, but the statues were lifelike, like real objects, but everyone was a little confused.
Why are the statues used to suppress the demonic energy?
Although he was confused, everyone didn't care much. The little ghost squatted beside the wall, with wings on his back, his face full of ferociousness, his sharp teeth exposed, and his eyes were empty as if there were eyes.
At this time, Jinqin asked questioningly, "These little ghosts look familiar-"
"Swish-is it possible?" Ying Jianjian looked at the golden spear and sneered.
"How is it impossible..." Jin Qian glanced at Ying Jianjian, then thought for a long time before saying, "It seems that there are these little ghosts on the stone painting in front..." Jin Qian said, touching his chin.
Everyone hesitated, and the Golden Spear seemed to be telling the truth.
The oil lamps everywhere had already lit, but Leng Xiaoran saw a more detailed point. The oil lamp wick was not much faster, just half an inch long. Leng Xiaoran saw an oil lamp on the other side that was not lit, so she saw clearly how long the oil lamp wick was.
"We speed--" Leng Xiaoran suddenly shouted.
Everyone immediately took off their pace and turned into ten streams of light and rushed directly to the thick mist in front of them.
"Boom--" A trembling sound came directly with a wave of air, blocking ten streams of lights. "It seems that the demon of Yin-Erosion in the Ten Thousand Years was done on purpose." Feng Qi said, feeling very hatred in his heart.
"He can feel the breath from us, so he doesn't want us to gather with them." Bai Ling'er spoke hard in the air waves.
Ten people and ten colorful streams burst out, directly rushing away the strong air wave, and the ten people continued to move forward. However, the thick fog in front of them was getting richer and stronger, "Everyone be careful--"
"Hu——" The whistling sound was not the sound of the wind, but the sound of some monster.
Soo-Sai—A series of voices came from everyone’s ears. Under the cover of the thick fog, everyone didn’t see clearly, but they still saw some flying shadows.
"Those are-" Someone yelled, and then he said, "It's those statues--"
Everyone suddenly remembered what the Golden Spear said before, and those statues were demons in the first stone paintings they saw.
"It turns out that Yu Huangling suppressed not only the Wanzai Yin-Erosion Demon, but also the small minions around the Wanzai Yin-Erosion Demon-" Jin Qian said with a smile, the golden halberd in his hand had already swung, and the golden lights flew past several demons.
With a snap, the flying demons immediately broke into two pieces, and everyone flashed and kept killing the demons.
"No-" Feng Qi shouted, "It feels like you can't kill all the money-"
"Run over and talk about it." Lin Er said.
The thick black fog spread all over the body, and the demons flew. Although they passed by everyone, their bodies and heads were separated in an instant, but they made everyone rush there quickly.
"Let me do it--" Yan Hao shouted immediately, and the fire clouds in his hands flashed, and a fire wheel spread out from bottom to top after Yan Hao took off his hands.
Then, Feng Qi used one hand and a fierce wind palm, and the fire wheel immediately became bright.
"I'll come too-" Lin Er smiled when he saw it, and a green light flashed in his hand, and rushed directly into the steamer.
In an instant, the fire surging towards the Yu Emperor's Mausoleum like a wave of fire. The demonic energy dissipated wherever it passed, and the demons broke free.
Ten streams of lights instantly seized the opportunity and rushed into the depths of the Yuhuang Mausoleum, and wherever they passed, the demons turned into pieces.
The golden spear took the lead, and the golden spear in his hand was swept under the sword blade, and the black aura lingered over the golden spear. The golden spear snorted, and the golden spear shook, and the evil aura immediately dissipated.
Along the way, Leng Xiaoran has never used his power, but wants to see how much strength his companions have. Although it is good, unfortunately, it is far from enough in Leng Xiaoran's eyes.
If there weren't people from the saint clan who had already entered the Yuhuang Mausoleum first, Leng Xiaoran would not want his companions to enter the danger. The Yuhuang Mausoleum seemed calm, but in fact, at a critical moment of danger, life will occur, death will occur, and death will occur, and the third party will be eliminated.
Everyone's speed was almost as fast as a flash of light flashed by, and it was judged by the naked eye.
The demonic energy became more and more intense, just like in the darkness, unable to see five fingers.
However, a ray of light on Bai Ling'er's forehead was like a dawn day, passing through the thick black fog. At the same time, Yan Hao and Lao Ma around her also exerted their own strength and dispersed the demonic aura.
The oil lamps were dim everywhere, and everyone could only see a little yellow dizzy, and nothing else was seen.
If it weren't for the direct access to the Yuhuang Mausoleum and bent and bent, it would be quite difficult for everyone to find the deepest tomb in the Yuhuang Mausoleum.
After ten breaths, the sacred aura immediately spread, dispelling the evil spirits around them, and everyone saw the differences around them.
Everyone seemed to have entered another place in the Yuhuang Mausoleum. There were no stone paintings like the ones they had before, but there were many runes engraved. Everyone knew that these runes were used to seal the Yin Demon for thousands of years, and everyone also saw that some of the walls were broken, and some of them were indeed broken.
"Where are their people?" Everyone was determined, but found that there was a breath of people around them.
The surroundings were a bit dazzling, with blue and silver brilliance shining under your feet, and the strange and mysterious formation had a dazzling magic.
"What's going on?" Feng Ji was a little dazed.
After turning his head, he saw that the straight road coming from behind him had disappeared, "What--" Feng Qi exclaimed.
Everyone paused slightly, "It seems that the Yu Emperor's Mausoleum is not as ordinary as we see..."
"Phantom Formation--" Leng Xiaoran saw the clues in it at a glance, raised the corner of her mouth slightly, and then whispered: "Follow me... don't leave."
There seemed to be a strange glow in Leng Xiaoran's eyes. Everyone did not see it, but they could see that Leng Xiaoran was a little different.
Leng Xiaoran stepped on the seven stars, but it was not the seven stars, but a wonderful step. Then she didn't know what it was, but everyone found that they had entered a wonderful realm, as if they had entered the deep starry sky, wandering among the thousands of stars.
Then everyone saw the formation on the earth of the Yuhuang Mausoleum that they had seen before. Now they saw it more clearly. The blue and silver light actually had a kind of evil spirit, but the vast righteous spirit had sealed it in it, allowing the evil spirit method to dissipate.
"This is the formation that seals the Yin-Erosion Demon for thousands of years," Leng Xiaoran said lightly, "The other corner of the formation has been broken, and the demonic energy flows out." Everyone looked at it and found that a mysterious pattern in the right end of the vast formation had dimmed, revealing a wisp of demonic energy, but everyone saw a different brilliance.
"Something seems to be changing?" Feng asked.
"Maybe the old men from the Holy Clan should be among them." Jin Qian smiled.
Ten figures drifted towards the dim place of the formation, and the starlight everywhere seemed to dim, as if they were in darkness.
In the dim formation, everyone seemed to see the ten-colored light, but it did not emit from them.
Although everyone could not hear the trembling sound, they seemed to be able to feel it.
It was shocking, and although everyone could not see it, they could touch it...