Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the tomb, the red mist filled the air, as if the beast opened its mouth and devoured everything.

This made Lingxian look dignified, did not expect to encounter mutant ghost fog.

If it is an ordinary ghost fog, he is sure to let it dissipate, but the mutant ghost fog is ten times stronger than the ordinary ghost fog. Even if he has restraint, he may not be safe.

"No wonder we didn't encounter any horror in the tomb all the way, it turned out to have been devoured by the ghost fog." The old man smiled bitterly.

Ghost Fog is the number one horror in the tomb. There is a tomb in it, and all the horrors in it will be consumed by it.

This is why the ghost mist can change.

Before, the old man rejoiced that he had not encountered any horror. At this moment, he realized that he was too happy.

Ghost Fog is terrible, and the mutant Ghost Fog is even more outrageous.

"It's the first time I've seen a ghost fog." Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed. I didn't expect that the first time I met a ghost fog, it was the scariest red ghost fog.

Fortunately, he had the restraint and the teeth to swallow the yin, otherwise he could only return to his home.

"What to do? Break or retreat?" The old man couldn't decide.

"Are you willing to retreat?"

Ling Xian smiled lightly. Mysterious power can only be found in the depths of the tomb. In other words, if he wants to advance on the two paths of immortal soul and immortal body, he must break through the ghost fog.

"Not willing, my biggest dream in this life is not to become immortal, but to travel through all the magical tombs in the world."

The old man shook his head and said, "It's rare to meet the immortal tomb. If I don't go to the end, I will not stare."

"Then go, there are teeth to swallow the Yin and restraint, we can't die."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, raised her hand to print, and the sacred light illuminated the tomb.

It is the sacred seal.

This method was created by people who seek ghosts, and restrains both ghosts and ghost fog.

Suddenly, the red ghost mist violently surged, condensing into a weird beast shadow to fight against the sacred light.

"It is worthy of being a mutant ghost and be able to counteract the restraint method." Ling Xian sighed, the restraint method created by the ghost seeker was extremely powerful. Even if it was the second-ranked ghost, it could not fight the sacred seal.

The Red Ghost Fog can, but imagine how horrible it is.

"It's really powerful, but your secret method is even better." The old man narrowed his eyes, and couldn't hide the shock.

He knew Ling Xian was very capable, but he never dreamed that Ling Xian could suppress even the mutant ghost fog.

"Only by the secret method, we can't let us pass through the ghost fog safely. Fortunately, you have the teeth to swallow the yin." Ling Xian smiled slightly and urged the animal teeth.

Suddenly, the mysterious power came, although it was not as good as the sacred light, but also restrained the red ghost fog.

If before, Ling Xian only slightly prevailed, then at this moment, it is completely suppressing the ghost mist.

This made the old man happy, and Ling Xian also smiled.

At the moment, he smiled lightly: "The ghost mist has been suppressed by me and can pass."

As he said, he had a god's seal on his left hand and a beast tooth in his right hand, and walked into the mist.

The old man was close behind.

The sacred light pervaded, the force of the beast teeth swept through, let the red ghost mist escape, and did not dare to approach Lingxian and the elderly.

Therefore, the two were unimpeded, and after a short time, they were out of the ghost fog range.

"Working with you, it is indeed the right decision. If I am alone, I can only go back to my house." The old man smiled and thanked himself for knowing Lingxian.

"Don't be in a hurry, the grave owner is the biggest trouble." Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed. Although the red ghost mist was terrible, it was not trouble because of restraint.

"Hopefully, the tomb owner is not strong." The old man looked deep into the tomb.

"Unusual monk, you cannot build an immortal tomb." Ling Xian sighed, and even he, who inherited the ghost seekers, could not build an immortal tomb. One can imagine how extraordinary the tomb owner is.

"Let's go, soon, you can see the tomb owner." Ling Xianxing's eyes flashed a look of expectation, not looking forward to seeing the tomb owner, but to see the mysterious power.

As long as he refines it, he can take a big step on the road to immortal soul and immortal body.

At present, Lingxian took a big step forward, heading forward.

A moment later, he saw a bunch of skulls and the tombowner.

It was a skinny old man, like a candle in the wind, which could go out at any time.

He sat on a human bone, carving a skull, holding a knife made of **** gold.

This made Lingxian look calm, as did the old man.

Although the skinny old man has lost his vitality, if there is no coercion, it is definitely the supreme sweeping world!

"Are you the tomb owner?" Ling Xian looked dignified and did not feel the mysterious power.

"That's right."

The skinny old man carved a skull and said, "It's good to be here."

"Rewarded, I wonder if you can let me pass through this place?" Ling Xian's eyes were deep, there was no mysterious force here, he must go deep.

"No."

The skinny old man said lightly, and said, "While I'm in a good mood, get out of here quickly. You'll have to leave a skull."

Hearing that Ling Xian's eyebrows frowned, and she was not willing to leave.

But he was helpless.

The skinny old man is the supreme who swept the world, and even if he is restrained by the tooth that swallows the Yin, he is not an opponent.

"It seems that I can only go back to my house." Ling Xian sighed, he felt that the mysterious power was ahead. Unfortunately, the skinny old man would not let him through.

At this moment, he suddenly frowned, and felt the supreme power of three.

"The opportunity is here." Ling Xian smiled slightly, pulling the old man back.

Afterwards, three chariots came into view, all of them swarming the mountain and the earth.

Seeing Ling Xian and the old man, the supremacy of the three major forces all showed surprise.

When they came in, tens of thousands of people followed, but none of them could pass through the ghost fog.

Even the peerless Tianjiao, such as Shu Shengtian, failed to pass.

"Interesting, the two monks who went to the holy realm managed to pass through the mutant ghost fog safely." The Supreme Master Taichi smiled.

"The red ghost mist is comparable to the Supreme. These two should have restraint secrets."

The Supreme Bai Family took a deep look at Ling Xian, then turned his attention to the skinny old man, and said, "Leave it, here, we want it."

"Leave?" The skinny old man smiled, without concealing his irony.

Although the immortal tomb can make him immortal, but at the cost of freedom, once he leaves the place, he will be destroyed.

At the moment, the skinny old man sneered, "You said a crap."

"Not nonsense, take the initiative to leave, at least to die decently."

The Supreme Bai Family spoke faintly, saying, "If you don't leave, maybe you can't even keep the whole body."

"You must be able to kill me so surely?" The skinny old man smiled, without panic.

"If you are a close man, I'll leave when I turn around. Unfortunately, your cultivation is on par with me."

The Supreme Bai Family gave a faint glance at the skinny old man and said, "I will join hands to kill you easily."

"Indeed, but you are so sure, the tomb owner is only me?"

"What do you mean?" Supreme White frowned.

"Come out. Someone wants our place to stay. If we don't show up, the old nest will be gone." The skinny old man laughed with a joke.