"It's really possible, but I've never seen Tie Xiangsheng." Han Dao shook his head, "If it's really the eight masters back then, plus their disciples, so many masters are working together to fight against the central altar. Then the central one
It's terrible to 'exist'. Could it be that he is the legendary Martial King level person."
"The poems are fragrant, there is no East River in the west, and there is the royal family 'Shang Chengtian'. That's right, it is probably true. Isn't the leader in the south wearing a crown? He must be the 'Shang Chengtian' person." Tang Chun
Looking at them one by one, I was even more shocked.
"They came here for Yi Shuihan. Could it be that there is Yi Shuihan sitting on the central altar?" Han Dao said.
"That's not right. One Shuihan is just two iron chains, and they are obviously held by the locks tied to Tai Dongyang from the Heavenly City outside the territory." Tang Chun shook his head.
"It's hard for anyone to tell clearly what is true and false these days. Can you be sure that Tai Dongyang is not lying to you? I think Tai Dongyang is unreliable and there are problems with what he says.
This Shuihan might have originally belonged to our Haoyue Continent, but Tai Dongyang's extraterritorial heavenly city came in to snatch it as his own, and was finally captured by King Wu's Unparalleled Magnificence Lock.
And the person who locked Tai Dongyang was not necessarily Yi Shuihan. How could King Wu use Yi Shuihan, an important thing that could indicate the mark of the island where he lived, to lock someone up?
This kind of thing should be hidden in a secret place. Moreover, it is quite difficult to get it. I suspect there is something wrong with the altar." Han Dao analyzed.
"Well, it makes sense. Maybe Haoyue Continent also has entanglements with the Celestial City outside the territory. However, when it comes to secrets, there are indeed secrets here." Tang Chun said.
"These people are all dead, but people like Tie Xiangsheng probably won't die that easily. People who are strong in the Qi Tong realm will usually find ways to preserve their souls through certain means.
Otherwise, these people have been dead for thousands of years and yet they are still holding their hands on their backs and not falling down. It is impossible for the corpses of dead people to still stand up so firmly. Maybe the eight people of Tie Xiangsheng also formed some kind of formation to maintain a stalemate.
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And the central altar can't get anything good, both sides are waiting for the opportunity." Han Dao said, suddenly startled, and asked in surprise, "If we slip through the border, will we fall into their trap?"
"There is nothing we can do now even if we know we have entered a trap. It is probably impossible for us to get out now. Only by breaking this stalemate can we have a chance to break through the trap and get out," Tang Chun said.
At this moment, tinkling, tinkling, the ringing of bells rang harshly in this empty and inexplicable place, making people feel panicky. Moreover, Tang Chun felt that Niwan Palace was trembling slightly, and his soul was shaking.
It seemed like he was about to escape from his body.
"Bao Yuan Yuan Yi, guard your true heart." Han Dao's voice rang in Tang Chun's ears.
"What's going on? Why do I feel like this ringtone is calling for spirits?" Tang Chun asked.
"Well, this bell seems to be stimulating people's souls. Let's watch carefully. These eight teams will probably change soon. Of course, this bell is probably a very high-level weapon." Han Dao said.
Sure enough, the person suspected of being Tie Xiangsheng trembled, and soon, the entire team seemed to come to life. And the next moment, the other seven teams all moved under the sound of the soul-calling bell.
The eyes were all opened, but Tang Chun was immediately shocked when he found that the eyes of the mummies were filled with green and gloomy swishing glances.
"Are they all ghosts, or zombies?" Tang Chun muttered.
"There is probably a special setup here that allowed these people who died thousands of years ago to be transformed into something that is neither human nor ghost. It doesn't seem like it is a ghost. Generally speaking, ghosts are virtual yin.
The bodies of these people. And the shriveled corpses of these people can still move. They have somewhat similar characteristics to zombies. Here, could it be a group of zombies refined by a mysterious master to deal with the central altar. Or some major ritual is being performed.
For what?" Han Dao said.
Yeah... Yeah...
At this time, a series of extremely miserable screams of pain suddenly came from the altar. As the screams came, the thick ink mist around the altar began to billow, as if the clouds were suddenly blown by a strong wind and had a boiling feeling.
Ding Ding Dang...Ding Ding Dang...
The soul-calling bell rang more cheerfully, and the eight teams began to move their hands and feet. It was as if they were awakened from a dream they had slept a thousand years ago.
The fortune teller who was suspected of being an iron man opened his green eyes and pushed his palm forward. Tang Chun found that what came out of his palm was all gray gas. The gas formed into ping pong ball-sized objects.
Throw it at the center of the altar.
As soon as the little thing hit the center of the altar, it would make a crackling sound. The black mist rolled even more fiercely. However, the altar was still standing and there was no movement. The eight teams all made ping pong ball-like noises.
The gray soul-colored energy attacked the central altar.
However, the altar fog suddenly formed a strange ribbon, forming a black streamer across the front of the altar. Those ping pong ball-shaped souls were blocked as soon as they attacked, and then the streamer shape twisted a few times.
Afterwards, it was like the ping pong ball-shaped soul energy was completely swallowed up.
The black ribbon took the opportunity to expand to the periphery, but countless ping pong ball-shaped soul-colored auras hit the ribbon like raindrops. The ribbon twisted painfully and finally returned to its original position to continue the stalemate.
"I feel like they are even if there is no external help. No one can stand up to the other. If we want to see changes, unless we take action to attack. Otherwise, it will not help if we wait here together." Tang Chun said.
"I'll try the sword first." Han Dao also agreed, and was a little impatient. He took out the crescent sword and forced it in with his energy, and immediately the sword formed a substantial sword light that was a foot long.
The knife was thrown by him, spinning in the air and cutting the black ribbon with a harsh crackling sound. At this time, the ping pong ball-shaped soul energy seemed to cooperate with the cold knife to violently attack the black ribbon.
Zila...
There was a faint flash of purple light, and the ribbon was actually cut open by a meniscus knife. However, in an instant, the crack as thin as a finger was blocked and sealed again by the black mist. However, at that moment. Tang
Spring saw a pale, slightly green face that was twisted in pain.
"There is a face inside, not a face, nor a weak body, but definitely a face of a living person." Tang Chun said.
"Well, I saw it too." Han Dao said, "There is actually a living person inside, and that person is quite young. This shows that someone has come into this place within decades."
"Who is he?" Tang Chun asked.
"No matter who he is, the knife just now has already had an effect. I will strike a few more times. It is estimated that there are no living masters inside. Otherwise, I would have injured someone." Han Dao snorted fiercely, and the Crescent Knife
He was thrown out again, this time with a stronger momentum than before.
The gloomy air was clearly cut into two pieces by the sword light, making a pop-pop sound before collapse. The sword gang actually jumped out of the sword and struck the black ribbon from the air. The cold sword calculated accurately, just in time.
When the ping pong ball-like object attacks the streamer, it will be chopped down with all the force.
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This time there was a response, and the streamer was suddenly split into two pieces. The two pieces of the streamer were hit and exploded by the energy of the table tennis soul, and a booming sound was heard.
When the black mist tried to gather again, Tang Chun's Ruyi Golden Spear took action, and the Fire Spirit Art spread out from the head of the spear shot toward the fist-sized crack in the middle of the two ribbon-shaped pieces.
Then Tang Chun's Heavenly Eye pierced in and quickly asked the man: "Who are you and what's going on?"
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