Fantasy: Fishing for the Innate Holy Body Taoist Fetus

Lion Heart Jue was shocked, and his eyes suddenly lit up! .

Chapter 37

The sacred mountain is majestic.

Ling Xiao rode nine golden lions to a glorious stone wall halfway up the mountain.

Buzz!

In the sea of ​​​​consciousness between Ling Xiao's eyebrows, the ancient picture scroll bloomed with light, and a ray of fairy light runes flew out and merged into the stone wall.

Originally, the stone wall looked ordinary, but now it suddenly shone brightly.

A series of simple and mysterious runes bloomed, as if an ancient formation had been revived, and the aura was mysterious and unpredictable.

On the stone wall, the space twisted, and an ancient and mysterious portal emerged.

"Could this be the inheritance of the Demon Emperor?"

The nine golden lions were trembling all over, and their saliva was about to flow out.

"Go in and take a look before we talk!"

Ling Xiao's eyes were extremely deep, filled with mysterious symbols, and the chaotic light rose. The Supreme Eyes were activated by him, and it could be vaguely seen that it was a long corridor.

It leads deep into the mountain, where there seems to be an underground palace.

After hearing Ling Xiao's words, the nine golden lions immediately rushed into the portal.

In front of you is a long and wide corridor.

It seemed as if no one had been here for countless years, and there was an aura of decay and death.

There are some corpses in the corridor.

Those bones include human bones, monster bones, and some broken weapons. However, countless years have passed, and those bones and weapons have lost their spirituality, and they turn into ashes when touched casually.

On the walls of the corridor, there are scratches from swords, guns, swords and halberds, as if there had been a great battle here in ancient times.

And there is still a vague dark atmosphere in the air, which makes people feel upset.

"Be careful!"

Ling Xiao said slowly, his eyes were bright and he sensed the danger.

Whoosh!

At this moment, a black shadow appeared behind Ling Xiao, stretched out a dry and sharp claw, and silently grabbed Ling Xiao's head.

boom!

Ling Xiao seemed to have eyes in his back, and punched out behind him, colliding with the withered claws.

There was a muffled sound in the void, as if there was the sound of gold and iron clashing.

The black shadow was not directly killed by Ling Xiao, but staggered back.

"Um?"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed and he realized that the shadow turned out to be a human race, but it looked very scary at the moment.

His whole body was dry, without any vitality or blood, his face was twisted and strange, and his eyes were beating like will-o'-the-wisps.

But its speed was extremely fast, and its claws were sharp, leaving afterimages in the void.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

At this moment, several more black shadows appeared, including humans and monsters.

They trapped Ling Xiao and the nine golden lions in the center. The will-o'-the-wisps in their eyes exuded a strange aura and rushed towards them at the same time.

"What the hell is this?"

The nine golden lions all felt hairy all over their bodies, their eyes were full of shock, and they couldn't help but exclaimed.

boom! boom! boom!

Ling Xiao moved very quickly, blasting dozens of punches in an instant, knocking back the black shadows.

The nine golden lions let out a roar, and powerful circular sound waves spread in all directions.

The black figures couldn't help but stagnate, but quickly broke away and rushed towards them.

boom!

Two golden axes spurted out from the mouth of the nine-headed golden lion. He actually stood up on his hind legs, grabbed the two golden axes with his two front legs, and slashed at the black figures.

At the same time, he spurted fire, thunder and ice from his mouth, and smashed his head and face.

But those black figures turned out to be invulnerable, with sparks flying around them, and then they pounced on them like nothing happened.

Buzz!

At this moment, light flashed in Ling Xiao's palm, and half of the Kunwu Sword emerged. The sharp sword light seemed to be able to chop everything.

He swung his sword, and a gray sword light struck him, instantly splitting the two black figures in half.

In their heads, there was a strange black light that twisted and disappeared into the void instantly.

And their bodies fell to the ground and instantly turned into ashes.

"What are those weird black lights?"

Ling Xiao's heart moved slightly, but he was merciless in his attacks. The Kunwu Sword was unparalleled and could kill everything. The gray sword light slashed out and quickly killed those black shadows.

Without exception, a strange black light flew out of the heads of those black figures, and then they fell to the ground and turned into ashes.

"Why is there always an evil atmosphere here? These ghosts are so powerful that even monks in the realm of life and death would have a hard time dealing with them!"

The nine-headed golden lion said, feeling a little scared.

If Ling Xiao really gave him the map, even if he entered here, he might not be able to deal with those black shadows.

Inexplicably, the nine-headed golden lion felt a sense of security standing next to Ling Xiao.

"When we get to that underground palace, we will naturally know the answer!"

Ling Xiao's eyes were deep and sharp, and the mysterious symbols flickered, making him exude an inexplicable majesty.

He noticed that all those strange black lights just flew into the deep underground palace! .

Chapter 38

Ling Xiao rode the nine golden lions and headed towards the depths of the corridor.

This corridor was very long, and they traveled hundreds of miles without even reaching the end.

Occasionally, black shadows would appear and want to attack Ling Xiao and the nine golden lions, but they were all killed by him with the Kunwu Sword.

It was extremely dark inside the corridor, and I couldn't see my fingers.

However, with Ling Xiao clearing away the dark shadows, they moved very quickly and left the corridor not long after.

My eyes suddenly opened up.

A simple and majestic underground palace appeared in front of them.

The underground palace seemed to be cast in bronze, exuding a mysterious fairy light and intertwined with runes.

Chaos energy spurted out all around, and the void seemed to be slightly distorted.

Standing in front of the underground palace, Ling Xiao and the nine golden lions felt very insignificant.

"Huh? There is more than one corridor, but there are other passages?"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed and he discovered that there were a total of three corridors leading to this underground palace.

The corridor he and the nine golden lions came from was the central one.

There are two corridors on both sides.

"Is there anyone else who can come here?"

Ling Xiao's heart moved.

At this moment, he heard the sound of fierce fighting coming from the corridor on the left, and then two extremely embarrassed figures suddenly rushed out.

Behind them, there were more than a dozen black shadows, each one extremely strange and possessed of extreme speed, following closely behind them.

"Is it them?"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed and he recognized the two figures.

The Holy Son of the Ten Thousand Gods Sect, Yang Junfan!

Ling family, Ling Shura!

Ling Xiao did not expect that Yang Junfan and Ling Xiuluo would come together and even come to this underground palace.

boom!