Junior Brother Please Don’T Cultivate

Although the wind in the sky slowly stopped, there were still a large number of flying beasts and dead souls hovering above their heads. Everyone just stopped to rest. Without the wind swept, these dead souls and flying beasts can be more Soar down and attack everyone more accurately.

"Ciao, what are these things! It's really annoying, you can't even take a break." The remaining dozens of people couldn't help frowning and complaining. They saw Chen Ming stepping up several steps, yet they still had to fight these ghosts, but they were embarrassed to call Chen Ming for help.

With a wave of the leading big sleeve, he put a golden round object in his hand-it turned out to be the core of a golden tiger. Because the beast core absorbs the strong heaven and earth spirit essence, it can naturally resist the erosion of some ghosts.

In an instant, one by one flying beasts and ghosts fell down in the sky like meteorites, and they fell around everyone, ensuring that everyone did not need to do it and had enough time to rest.

"Brother, the road ahead may be even more dangerous, we..." Many disciples have already begun to retreat and don't want to commit the danger.

"Hmph, as long as you can't get out, there are dangers everywhere! It's different."

"Yes, not to mention that although it's a bit dangerous, but... the general dangers are accompanied by great opportunities. If you want to regain glory, these difficulties and obstacles are tests. We must overcome them."

Afterwards, the senior brother who took the lead turned his words: "What's more, you see, there is a god-tier in front of him, he can resist some things, if we take a different approach, then there will be no help." All the disciples watched. Chen Ming, who is playing in the distance, only thinks that he is a monster!

Chen Ming touched Pan'er's bulging belly at this time, and was very satisfied. In the process of just overtaking, he also waited for the opportunity to devour a lot of flying beasts and some Hun and Po energy. At this moment, he felt his own blue ocean waters. Has condensed into a lot of liquefied energy.

This is just the beginning, just a harvest outside the castle. I don't know what adventure awaits him in this ancient castle, Chen Ming has been completely mobilized by this heritage, and wants to find out.

So, strode towards the gate of the castle. Although the gate looks dilapidated after years of wind erosion and dust swallowing, the overall majestic temperament and exquisite carvings show that it must have been a prosperous and solemn place tens of thousands of years ago.

The main part of the castle is a circular tower: narrow windows, semi-circular arches, low domes, and door frames picked out layer by layer for decoration.

A large number of columns and vaults of various shapes are used in the setting of the gate to achieve an aesthetic effect that is solid and heavy, balanced and stable, and saturated in strength.

The narrow window forms a strong contrast with the vast interior space, so from the outside, the light inside the castle is extremely dim, and the depth is extremely mysterious, and the sense of darkness covers the entire wilderness.

The tall gray city walls were covered with dark green vines, and many of them were about to enclose the entire window, and some even got into the window, revealing a somewhat gloomy feeling.

Chen Ming took a deep breath, and the whole sense of the periphery was finished, and it was time to accumulate merits inside.

"Crunch" Chen Ming gently opened the door with a finger. Everything seemed to have not recovered yet, a smell of musty gray rushed into his face, dark and deep meaning lurking around.

Chen Ming held his breath and took a look at the surrounding furnishings. In the interior hall, there were flickering lights and warm fireplaces...Although it was broken, it was vaguely visible.

After walking for a while, there was a tea table and two stool seats in front of me. There were four dilapidated stairs beside the table that had been abandoned for some time. Chen Ming didn't dare to go up easily, for fear of disturbing some unstable factors inside.

He walked along the road under the stairs and walked all the way to the end. It turned out to be a room with only windows and no doors. Chen Ming tried to gently open the window with his hand, and suddenly "hiss, wow~~" Ghost Qi went crazy in the room. The boiling over, they tried to break through this window so that they could come out.

After Chen Ming realized that he might have touched a certain organ, he wanted to hold the window tightly with his hands to prevent the dead souls from flying out. Jiuyang Gong almost reached the highest level, but because there were too many dead souls, Ghost Qi directly blasted the entire window, skipping Chen Ming's palm, and flew out, immediately flooding the entire castle.

Chen Ming doesn't understand why there are so many dead souls in this room?

Since there is no door, he can only stretch his head and peek into the window. At this moment, what he sees is a huge square-like space.

And in this space, there are ten coffins! These coffins were all deadlocked by iron chains, and they were also covered with talisman seals. The coffin and the coffin were also connected by iron chains. If you want to open it, you must break all the chains.

Even if this is the same, Chen Ming can see the thick gray yin in Yin & Yang's eyes, this richness almost obscures his vision!

Indulging in Chen Ming's heart, he knew that everything in front of him was just some chance in the secret realm, but at this time he was alone in such a place, with so many coffins, and there was still a trace of panic in his heart.

What's more, there was darkness all around at this time, and there was no anger at all except for the sound of some space tearing.

Chen Ming settled down, and felt that he still thought about problems to disperse his nervousness.

Do these dead souls have anything to do with these coffins? Who are the people lying in these coffins?

It was too late to get the answer. The dead souls who smashed their heads to come out of the window, as if fighting, were about to squeeze the window into shape, and some even hurt the innocent Chen Ming.

"Bang~pop~hula" Chen Ming is in this Ghost Qi, don't make all kinds of inexplicable slaps.

Grandma's legs, labor and management just glanced at the room, this is sixty-six or sixty-six! It seems that if you don't use some abilities, you will not treat me as an uncle. So many dead souls must be so refreshing to supersede it!

But the handprints just now can only be absorbed one by one, and the speed is too slow. Looking at the number of dead souls here, ten handprints may have to be sucked for three days and three nights.

Chen Ming suddenly thought of the Fu Zhuan on the coffins just now. Fu Zhuan might be able to handle more dead souls at once.

He gently stirred the Nine Tribulations Sword and lifted Fu Zhuan from the coffin. I saw that this Fu Zhuan suddenly turned into a ball of fire, attached to the iron sword, and the Nine Tribulations Sword suddenly increased a lot of power.

Chen Ming began to recite the spell again, and the dead souls in the entire space began to float regularly.

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