Xin Ziqi looked alert at this moment. He originally thought that he was the strongest among them, and he would have the best chance of discovering the Fighting God Art and the treasure.
But I didn't expect that Cheng Yaojin would appear halfway, and he was also known as one of the three strongest people in this secret realm, Qingshui Temple's Konghuan!
If Xin Ziqi is the bright new star in the sky, then the illusion in front of him is undoubtedly the bright moon, and there is no comparison at all.
Although he was unwilling to admit it, Xin Ziqi knew that if he really had to take action, it would be a miracle that he could sustain ten moves in Kong Huan's hands!
"Oh Mituo Buddha, why can't the poor monk come here? The legend of this underground imperial tomb has been around for tens of thousands of years. Although the poor monk is of low strength, he still wants to come here to save those poor people who cannot die."
It's a pity that such words might be convincing if used by an eminent monk, but the smile on the face of the empty figure in front of them makes people not believe what he said at all.
In fact, Xin Ziqi and others know better than anyone else what kind of virtue Qingshui Temple is.
"You are so hypocritical at Kiyomizudera."
Sun Hong snorted slightly. To be honest, there is inevitably some friction and competition among the three major sixth-grade forces. However, Bishuixuan has always been the strongest among the three major forces, followed by Qingshui Temple, and Black Death Cliff, which is the strongest among the three major forces.
The weak one.
However, there is not much difference in the so-called strength and weakness, forming a three-legged trend.
But things are different now. Each of the three major forces has one of the most evil geniuses. But now, Kiyomizu Temple's Sora appears, but the other two are no longer here.
"Something is wrong with the situation. Kong Huan has appeared, but Qiu Yi from Bishui Xuan and Heishui from Black Death Cliff have not come. If this person wants to take action, we probably won't have a chance."
Feng Wuhui is proud, but now he has to admit that the nine major sects were too self-contained and closed-minded in the past. The heroes of the world who were far from knowing the outside world have now somewhat eliminated the pride in their hearts.
A lot.
"Oh Mituo Buddha, this is wrong. The poor monk is indeed here to save these dead souls."
As soon as he finished speaking, Kong Huan waved his hand and threw a shadow.
Bang, the thing was thrown on the ground. When everyone saw it, their expressions changed slightly.
It was a kind of monster like what we saw just now, neither human nor ghost. However, everyone had experience at this moment. After persisting, Sun Hong's expression suddenly changed.
"They are from Black Death Cliff."
Li Ye and others could guess it without Sun Hong opening his mouth. It could be seen from his face.
At this time, Li Ye felt deeply curious.
"Just now he was a disciple of Bishuixuan, and now he is a member of Black Death Cliff. Are there people from other forces in the sealed buildings in this underground imperial mausoleum who were turned into this?"
Soon, Li Ye's guess became a reality.
I saw that Kong Huan instantly came into contact with another seal, and then one of the monsters rushed out howling, but was knocked to the ground by Kong Huan a few times.
"My Buddha is compassionate!"
A golden Buddha hand directly slapped the monster to the ground, making Li Ye and others' eyelids twitch slightly.
This monster was three points more powerful than the one everyone encountered just now, but in Kong Huan's hands, it was killed with one palm!
Li Ye could understand why Xin Ziqi's face turned so ugly when he saw this person.
"Qingshui Temple is so empty! I don't know how powerful Qiu Yi from Bishui Xuan and Heishui from Black Death Cliff are."
Since they are called the three strongest people, obviously there is not much difference in strength.
This illusion then released several seals and killed the monsters inside one by one.
Several people came forward to check, and their expressions changed slightly.
"They are people from various major forces. What is going on?"
Guangmo's expression became a little heavy, because he actually saw a person from Mo Daomen. Although he was completely unrecognizable, he felt vaguely familiar.
Suddenly, he exclaimed in a low voice, "Bai Yang Lin? Are you Bai Yang Lin?"
It's a pity that the monster has been killed by the shock, but Guangmo has obviously determined its identity.
It turns out that Modaomen, as an established seventh-grade force, will send some outstanding disciples into the secret realm every ten years for training. If they perform well and are absorbed by Tianwaitian, it can be regarded as an opportunity.
However, every time there will be a certain number of attrition and death in the secret realm.
"I once heard Master say that a hundred years ago in our Modao sect, there was a peerless genius. At the age of less than twenty, he defeated all the heroes and became the chief disciple of Modao sect. After that, he entered the secret realm and wanted to make further breakthroughs but ended up
He didn't come out, which disappointed the sect master and the elders at that time. I didn't expect that he died here! And his death was so unclear."
Having said this, Guang Mo's eyes looked at Kong Huan with a hint of coldness.
"Oh Mituo Buddha, this person has already died. The poor monk is just helping him to be liberated and achieve bliss as soon as possible."
Although he knew that these monsters were not really alive, Guangmo still snorted coldly after hearing Kong Huan's words.
However, after all, Mo Dao Men cannot compare with Qing Shui Temple, and Guang Mo is no match for Kong Huan. Although he is a little angry in his heart, he can only endure it.
"Why do the disciples of the major forces appear here and be turned into such ghosts? Kong Huan, do you know something?"
What Xin Ziqi asked was exactly what others wanted to know.
"Yes! Kong Huan, how did you enter this underground imperial tomb?"
They came here step by step, but they clearly had not seen this illusion outside the Soul Gathering Hall before, so why could it appear here again?
"There is not only one way to enter the underground imperial tomb, but this poor monk cannot tell you."
This explanation is somewhat far-fetched, but since it can appear, it also shows that he is not lying.
"As for the confusion in your hearts, I, like you, don't know much. But there is something I can tell you."
"explain!"
Kong Huan smiled slightly, and then said, "The Wu Dynasty left this imperial mausoleum in order to enable future generations to one day make a comeback. It's a pity that despite all the calculations, the catastrophe has not been calculated, and everything is empty talk. These people
, they must have entered the secret realm before, accidentally entered the imperial mausoleum, but were finally trapped and died here. As for why they became like this, the poor monk is also puzzled."
Li Ye didn't believe the nonsense that Kong Huan said, but obviously no one could do anything to him if the other party didn't tell him.
But because of his appearance, for a while, several people who originally had different thoughts gradually changed the target of their vigilance to the most powerful Kong Huan.
At this moment, a happy look suddenly flashed across Sun Hong's face. At the same time, the sound of a fierce fight was heard not far away.