Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the stone room, Ling Xian looked indifferent, standing against his hands, like a invincible God of War in the lower realm.

His opponent's two corpses were turned into corpses and dissipated between heaven and earth.

This shocked the hearts of Han Qingxue and others, but he did not expect that he could be so powerful as a rival. It took only a quarter of an hour to kill two corpses.

You know, at this moment, they are inextricably linked with the corpse devil.

Ling Xian has already solved the battle and killed two, which is quite an incredible thing. Even if they are Tianjiao, they can't help but feel a little shocked.

But right now, obviously it's not time to be stunned.

Maybe it was stimulated by Lingxian, Han Qingxue and other supernatural powers started to use their full strength. As a result, their opponents have fallen behind.

A few minutes later, several people also killed their respective corpses and ended the battle.

"After the death, the corpse energy turned into a corpse demon, and it has the strength of Yuan Ying's peak, which is enough proof that the master of the tomb must be a powerful person before his death."

Feeling the strange weirdness in the stone room, Ling Xian murmured to himself: "Even, it is likely to be extremely powerful."

"Yes, it must be the ultimate power. No doubt we are going to return with a full load."

Han Qingxue's eyes were hot, and when she thought of the treasures left by the ultimate power, she was full of expectations and full of longing.

"You're only half right."

Ling Xian glanced at the woman lightly, and said, "Extreme power will certainly leave a lot of precious funeral items, no doubt. However, do you think that an extreme power will allow someone to disturb his peace after death? ? "

I heard that when Han Qingxue's face changed, Xu Chuan and Fang Mu also changed color.

Treasures will definitely be there, but the dangers will also be great. This is an unquestionable thing. After all, this is the most powerful graveyard!

"The corpse is just the beginning, and the way forward will be even more difficult. With a little carelessness, we will stay with the most powerful company."

Ling Xian said lightly, "Look behind you."

After hearing that, Han Qingxue and others turned their eyes to the door, and then their faces changed.

The reason is that the gate has disappeared when I don't know when. It was replaced by a wall, a wall made of diamonds.

This kind of stone is also considered a kind of magical material. It is famous for its indestructibility and its defense is extremely amazing.

"Damn!"

Han Qingxue cursed, and raised her hand to the stone wall!

However, after a single palm, the walls remained motionless.

"Don't waste any effort. I believe you can see it. This wall made of diamonds cannot be broken by our strength."

Ling Xian's expression was calm, and she didn't panic. Not that he didn't care, but that he had been surprised.

As soon as he let Huang Jiuge back to the door, the door turned into a wall. Therefore, at this moment he can look at it calmly.

"Damn, doesn't this mean that we have no retreat?" Han Qingxue's face was gloomy, thinking that he had no retreat, a heart gradually sank.

"Good."

Ling Xian nodded slightly, her eyes gradually becoming firm, and said, "The only way we are now is to go forward and keep going forward. Otherwise, we can only be stuck here."

After hearing the words, Han Qingxue sighed and said, "That's all it can be."

"Let's go. I don't believe this place is dead. There will always be a line of life."

Ling Xian smiled lightly. Although feeling the pressure and danger, he was still calm and calm.

This is already the case anyway, the next thing to do is not to sit back and wait for death, but to find a way out!

Fortunately, Huang Jiuge would retreat outside the door, that is, she was not trapped here. This is a blessing in misfortune. At least, Ling Xian has no worries.

"Hopefully, I knew the gate would turn into a diamond-cast wall, and I said nothing would come."

Han Qingxue gave a long sigh, and Xu Chuan and Fang Mu were also worried.

Seeing this, Ling Xian didn't say anything, but turned her eyes to Shishi.

I saw that the place was very empty, with a stone gossip figure in the center, pointing to the eight exits. It seems that it is leading to different places, it may be opportunity, or it may be dead.

"Eight exits, how to choose ..."

Ling Xian's eyebrows were locked tightly. She took out a raw plate from the storage bag and pinned her hope on the strange object.

After all, he didn't understand the organs, let alone Feng Shui. I can only hope that the point-making disk can play a wonderful role and point a way of life.

And when he urged a raw plate, the golden pointer trembled slightly, as if looking for it.

This caused Han Qingxue and others to look away, their eyes flashing with hope.

The same is true of Lingxian.

But after a moment, the hope in his eyes turned to doubt.

Because of this, the golden hands suddenly changed into four, each pointing at an exit, which is a martyrdom.

This makes Ling Xian cry and laugh, what does it mean? Didn't you point out the only way to live? How did it change into four gold needles?

Han Qingxue and others were speechless for a while. I did not expect the legendary raw dish, but they also brought this.

"Forget it, it seems that you can't count on a raw offer."

Ling Xian sighed and said, "But one thing is certain, there are roads out of the eight exits, and there are more possibilities for four."

"Yes, the question is these four, which one should we go?" Han Qingxue asked the key.

"Choose one at will."

Ling Xian said faintly, saying: "The four exits may be the road of life, and we can only try our luck."

"Well, that's all it can be."

Han Qingxue gave a long sigh, and said firmly: "I follow you, you choose."

Hearing that Ling Xian's eyes flashed a strange color, I did not expect this woman to be so decisive. But he was relieved at the thought of his own health.

Although this thing is a bit unreliable, anyway, there are four ways. Maybe in the next way, it can play a wonderful effect, but if there is only one time, the hope of survival is undoubtedly much greater.

"We follow you too."

Xu Chuan and Fang Mu looked at each other in the same voice.

Leaving aside a bit of raw material, Ling Xian's strength is better. They all look at him and follow him. They are better than one person.

In this regard, Ling Xian nodded slightly, begun to agree. However, he glanced briefly at Xu Chuan and said, "You better be honest, don't move your mind, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Hearing that Xu Chuan flashed a bit of grudge in his eyes, but because of Ling Xian's strength, he had to obediently nod.

"Good, let's go."

Ling Xian smiled with satisfaction, then took a big step and walked into the dry exit.

Seeing this, Han Qingxue and others followed closely.

The moment when Ling Xian stepped into the martyrdom, the crisis came.

brush!

A blasting sound sounded, and then, the dense sword air emerged from both sides of the martyrdom, carrying the situation of the world apart, covering a few people!