Chapter 841 The ghost of the blood vine, the breath of the Styx
There was a flash of light and shadow, and the scene in front of me changed drastically.
"This, how is this possible!"
Emperor Thirteen exclaimed in surprise.
In front of both of them, towering palaces stretched thousands of feet high in the sky.
Under the palace complex, you can see the boundless ocean at a glance. The water is blue and you can feel any life. The sea breeze is gurgling, revealing the cold atmosphere.
Above the sea, there are thousands of blood-colored vines suspended, connecting the sky and the earth. Their roots penetrate into the depths of the sea, and the top vines extend into the palaces.
Gold and silver appeared in Qin Nan's eyes, revealing the illusion.
"These palaces are all real!"
He was shocked in his heart.
He counted them carefully and found a total of nine hundred and ninety-nine blood vines.
A vine, a palace.
Such strange behavior is truly unheard of.
Everything around was silent, except for the muffled sound of thunder coming from thousands of feet high in the sky.
"How do you decide, follow me or go on your own?"
Qin Nan raised his head and stared at one of the palaces, frowning slightly.
"Brother Qin, I am willing to follow you! Fight through mountains of swords and seas of fire without hesitation."
Emperor Thirteen leaned down and saluted.
It seems peaceful here, but there are many murderous intentions hidden in the secret.
Leaving Qinnan is tantamount to courting death.
"Okay! But..." Qin Nan looked at Emperor Thirteen.
Emperor Thirteen understood this, quickly lowered his head and said in a deep voice.
"Brother Qin, don't worry, I will never interfere with any treasures obtained in the palace this time! In addition, to show my sincerity, I am willing to offer the Soft Light Tassel."
A pale silver light flashed in his palm, and a tassel as thin as cicada wings appeared in his palm.
Qin Nan's spiritual consciousness swept across him, and he was immediately moved.
This piece of tasseled armor contains a very powerful energy wave. Under the void, absolutely no one can penetrate the armor's defense.
"Di Yi and I are brothers, there is no need for this to happen between you and me! Let's go!"
Although the treasure is good, it has an owner.
Qin Nan will not take advantage of others.
What's more, there is a weak spiritual thought hidden within this tassel.
This spiritual thought was as thin as a gossamer. If it weren't for the dual cultivation of one body and the golden and silver eyes that can break through illusions, he wouldn't be able to detect it.
"Thank you, Brother Qin!"
A trace of surprise flashed across Emperor Thirteen's eyes.
"This kid doesn't want it! This is the supreme spiritual treasure given to me by my mother-in-law. It is comparable to a semi-immortal weapon."
Qin Nan didn't think too much. He followed one of the vines, stepped on his sword and rushed into the sky thousands of feet high.
Emperor Thirteen put on his tassels again. Before his cultivation was sealed, he was also a Yuanying realm monk. He jumped up and, like an ape, followed the vines and quickly chased after him.
Boom!
Thousands of feet high in the sky, the roaring continued.
Qin Nan crossed the sea of clouds and arrived on the blood vine.
He stared ahead, and the Shura Sword appeared in his hand.
Ahead is a dilapidated and desolate hall. The ground in front of the hall is stained with blood, rubble is scattered, and broken limbs are broken. It is very bloody.
"Boy, there's something weird here, you'd better be careful."
The colorful dragon seemed to feel something, and his voice was filled with solemnity.
"Thank you, senior, for reminding me."
Qin Nan responded secretly.
There was also solemnity in his eyes, the air was filled with the smell of blood, and the entire hall was covered in a deathly aura, which was able to block the detection of spiritual consciousness.
This alone is enough to attract his attention.
"No matter how many changes you make, I can defeat them all with just one sword!"
The heart of the sword must be fearless and decisive in killing.
Qin Nan held the Shura Sword in his hand and stepped directly into the palace gate with a dodge.
Boom!
Stepping in with your front feet, the two stone doors behind you closed instantly.
The huge roar was deafening.
Qin Nan looked around with fearless eyes.
The hall was completely empty, with nine oil lamps on each side. The lights were swaying and the fireworks were dancing, which was very strange.
In the center of the main hall, there is a stone sculpture.
This is a statue of a human monk who had most of his head cut off. He looked ferocious and horrified, with his mouth wide open, one red eye, and an angry look on his face, as if he was unwilling to accept anything.
"Pretend to be a ghost! Kill!"
The Shura Sword vibrated, bloomed in the air, and thousands of sword lights intertwined into a net, slashing at the stone sculpture.
The sword light fell, the stone sculpture exploded into pieces, and endless rubble rolled down.
"Is this gone?"
Qin Nan was confused.
Suddenly, there was a chill in his back.
"Eat souls and take lives!"
A shrill, hoarse voice floated in his ears.
Qin Nan only felt a gust of cold wind coming, and his whole person was enveloped by an extremely cold force.
In an instant, the entire hall was covered with a layer of ice.
The same was true for Qin Nan. From head to toe, he was instantly enveloped in ice and turned into an ice sculpture.
Every part of his body, except his eyes, at this moment, he found to his horror that he could not even maneuver the Shura Sword.
"What a terrifying power!"
Qin Nan was secretly shocked.
A gloomy wind struck, and the lights on the left and right swayed, sending out wisps of flames, and finally converged into an illusory evil ghost.
Judging from its appearance, it is exactly the ghost image carved in the stone sculpture just now.
"Oh, what a bad luck! After waiting for hundreds of years, I only waited for a boy who has not even reached the Dan Condensation Stage."
The evil ghost's phantom made a penetrating sound.
He seemed a little unwilling to give in. A pair of red eyes appeared, piercing and bright, like blood beads spinning, staring at Qin Nan, looking up and down.
Qin Nan felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, with a chill in his heart.
The evil ghost silhouette in front of me was shrouded in a mysterious force, and its specific cultivation level could not be seen.
But in front of this power, Qin Nan felt extremely small.
The shadow of death gradually came to my mind.
"It turns out that you have cultivated a demonic body. No wonder you can cast spells. However, this is fine. With the help of your physique, I say you can't go and rob the dojo of those old guys."
The evil ghost's shadow was elated.
He didn't take Qin Nan seriously at all.
"Boy, give up your resistance! In the face of absolute power, you have no chance to resist."
The evil ghost's shadow is also a soul state.
The dark wind blew against his face, and the evil ghost's shadow penetrated directly into Qin Nan's eyebrows and reached his Dantian.
"Fuck! What kind of power is this!"
The evil ghost was shocked.
The tens of millions of feet tall tower stands tall, with millions of swords flying across the sky, blocking out the sky and the sun. Moreover, in a corner not far away, there is an old man sitting cross-legged in the Saint King realm.
"Master, the sword slave is willing to capture this beast for the master."
The Kusheng Taoist stood up slowly, looked at the evil ghost's shadow with his eyes, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise.
He is also in a state of soul now.
After devouring the original power of the undead blood demon, the soul of the Withered Saint Taoist also solidified a lot.
"Hmph, he's just a false saint. I don't know how many saint-level monks I swallowed in the sea of blood of the Styx."
The evil ghost phantom snorted coldly.
His eyes gradually calmed down, and he directly fought with the Kusheng Taoist.
Two soul shadows fought madly.
Qin Nan's eyes showed doubts, and his spiritual consciousness came to the altar: "Why didn't the Immortal Sword Spirit issue a warning?"
eye!
While he was confused, a cow's eye sound exploded in his dantian.
"The breath of the Styx? Xiao Nanzi, I can't believe that after not seeing you for a few days, you have come into contact with the power of that world."
The undead space opens automatically.
The old cow appeared in the Dantian carrying little Liansheng.
The demonic aura is permeating the air, and the whole body is surrounded by green light, which looks quite shocking.
"You, who are you? You actually know Ancestor Styx!"
The evil ghost's eyes widened as if he heard something incredible.