Chapter 1148
The crowd stood in the void, looking at the scene in front of them, and took a cold breath one after another.
When the dead Qi enters the body, the body collapses at first, and then turns into a corpse at last. However, the Mongolian war regards it as nothing. He swallows all the dead Qi into his stomach to strengthen his body and cultivate his accomplishments.
Such means were enough to shock the crowd, especially in the process of swallowing the dead gas, the three halberd night fork on Meng Zhan's head became more ferocious, like a living creature.
"Anyone who cultivates the magic formula of the heart of the Tao will have two martial spirits. One is upright and the other is evil. What Mongolian war has revealed now should be the martial spirit of the devil." Ye Chen recalls what Xuanyuan Xiu said in his heart, and his face is a little dignified. The strength of Mongolian war is probably stronger than Lin Aoyu and Dugu Qiu.
Boom!
A steady stream of dead breath was swallowed by Mongolian war. The shaking of the ground became more violent and cracked continuously. It seemed that something was about to break out of the ground and appear in front of the people.
"The devil is in the world, and he will avoid death!" suddenly, the Mongolian war roared.
In an instant, the three halberds night fork dissipated and turned into a whirlpool of magic gas, swallowing all the dead Qi. Roaring sounds came out, and the trembling mountains began to float.
"That's the cave of the strong!" the crowd looked stiff and stared at the sky over the mountain. There was an extremely huge palace. There were countless carvings, animal heads or magic weapons on the palace, filled with a sense of Senran.
"A group of stupid people even regard the hell palace as a cave." Meng Zhan's mouth spits out a voice, which makes Ye Chen's heart tremble. The hell palace, the vast palace in front of him, is actually a hell palace.
The so-called ghost palace is actually the place where bones are buried.
Unlike the strongman's cave, the strongman's cave is also left by the strongman after his death, but the reason why those strongmen leave the cave is to pass on their mantle to future generations.
But the hell palace has a different purpose!
Some strong people have hatred after they die. Even before they die, they can't vent it. Therefore, they build the nether palace, seal the corpses into the nether palace, and set up many mechanism killing arrays to kill all those who enter the palace.
"After waiting so long, it's actually a hell palace." the crowd was speechless, and the Kowloon covered the air. The momentum was too great. Everyone thought that there was a treasure and had hope for it.
But now, what appears in front of us is actually a hell palace, which is surrounded by the shadow of Kowloon. It's creepy to think about it. The strong people buried in this hell palace must have been the generation of heroes who stirred up the situation before they died.
Who dares to enter the underworld palace of such a figure?
At this time, Meng Zhan's steps stepped out and went straight to the entrance of the nether palace. In his hand, a golden heavy hammer appeared, which crashed on the dark door with a gust of wind.
Boom!
The crisp sound of fragmentation sounded. Under the hammer of Mongolian war, the dark door burst into pieces, and a huge breath of death like the tide poured out, drowning Mongolian war's body.
"Go!" Meng Zhan didn't pay attention to death at all. He swallowed it, tore a passage, stepped out and directly entered the hell palace.
Behind the Mongolian war, a group of strong men of the Mongolian family followed up one after another. With the Mongolian war at the top, they didn't have to worry about the erosion of death at all.
"Brother Dugu, let's go too. Don't let all the benefits be taken away by Mongolian war." Lin aoyupi smiled without smiling. He burst out a strong breath, left the void and stepped into the hell palace.
The people from the three clans are all first-class experts. There are no few people who break through the empty space. With the power of space, they tear out the space cracks and annihilate all the dead Qi. Although they are not as natural and unrestrained as Mongolian war, they can still keep their lives and safety.
For a time, strong people kept entering the underworld palace.
Although they are afraid of the murders of the underworld palace, in contrast, the temptation of heavy treasure is stronger. There are nine peerless dragon shadows in the void, which must also show some mystery. They want to enter the underworld palace to find out.
"Brother Lin, let's go in too." the big man couldn't resist the temptation of heavy treasure. He rubbed his hands and showed a flattering smile to Ye Chen. Obviously, he wanted Ye Chen to take him into the hell palace.
"The hell palace is often a place where crisis and adventure coexist. It's good to get an adventure, but if there's anything wrong, I'm afraid I'll die on the spot. Brother Zhang, are you sure you want to enter the hell palace?" Ye Chen knew that the big man was greedy, but he didn't get to the point of losing his mind, so he gave a reminder.
The big man was stunned. He looked at the dead ghost palace and the strong man who kept walking in. He hesitated.
"Brother Zhang, the way of cultivation is not only to cultivate martial arts, but also to cultivate mind and nature. You must remember carefully, otherwise you will only become a stepping stone for others." Ye Chen added, pushing out his palm slightly and sending three mysterious crystals to the big man's hand, which solidified the big man's eyes.
He raised his head, but found that the leaf dust had broken through the air and turned into a dark streamer. Fearless and dead, he directly plundered into the hell palace and disappeared without a trace.
"In the end, I was scolded by a little guy." the big man smiled helplessly, put the crystal of profound righteousness into the storage ring, took a deep look at the Ming Palace, and then turned away from the iron blue mountains, no longer greedy.
At the moment of entering the underworld palace, a frenzied breath came to my face.
However, ye Chen ignored it, swallowed the profound meaning and bloomed, and swallowed all the dead Qi. Although he did not practice the magic formula of Tao heart, he could do so by swallowing the profound meaning, which is no less than that of Mongolian war.
"Death!" a shrill wail came out, and ye Chen's body flashed suddenly. A figure emitting faint light passed by him and smashed the walls.
"Dead spirit?" Ye Chen frowned. The faint light figure is not a living creature, but a strong one who has been absorbed by the secret method after death, so as to refine it into a mindless dead spirit and guard the hell palace.
Ye Chen glanced and found that the crowd was blocked by the dead spirits. These dead spirits have no life and are not afraid of pain. Unless they are destroyed, they will continue to harass, which is very troublesome.
"The essence of the dead is the soul. It should be easy to destroy it with the soul devouring magic power." Ye Chen said secretly in his heart. He just wanted to take a shot, and a figure suddenly appeared behind him.
Hiss!
A hot breath bloomed, and the dead spirit in front of Ye Chen was directly burned into nothingness. Looking back, he saw Lin Aoyu standing behind him, holding a flame spear.
"The only holy way has great strength, and it's too long to dare to stop me." Lin Aoyu couldn't recognize Ye Chen's identity because of his magic power. He drank in a low voice, and suddenly a surging flame hit Ye Chen.
The roaring explosion sounded. Ye Chen only felt that his body was extremely hot. He hit the wall and fell into it. The fire was so hot that he melted the walls alive.
"I'm not dead." Lin Aoyu was a little stunned, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He swept directly into the depths of the nether palace. The flame raged and the dead spirit turned into nothingness in an instant.
Ye Chen swallowed up the flame on his body and stared at Lin Aoyu's leaving figure indifferently. The overbearing guy saw that others blocked his way. Without saying a word, he directly applied the killing move. He simply regarded human life as grass mustard.
"I remember this revenge!" Ye Chen's voice was cold and his body twinkled, and followed the crowd into the depths of the hell palace.
When the dead Qi enters the body, the body collapses at first, and then turns into a corpse at last. However, the Mongolian war regards it as nothing. He swallows all the dead Qi into his stomach to strengthen his body and cultivate his accomplishments.
Such means were enough to shock the crowd, especially in the process of swallowing the dead gas, the three halberd night fork on Meng Zhan's head became more ferocious, like a living creature.
"Anyone who cultivates the magic formula of the heart of the Tao will have two martial spirits. One is upright and the other is evil. What Mongolian war has revealed now should be the martial spirit of the devil." Ye Chen recalls what Xuanyuan Xiu said in his heart, and his face is a little dignified. The strength of Mongolian war is probably stronger than Lin Aoyu and Dugu Qiu.
Boom!
A steady stream of dead breath was swallowed by Mongolian war. The shaking of the ground became more violent and cracked continuously. It seemed that something was about to break out of the ground and appear in front of the people.
"The devil is in the world, and he will avoid death!" suddenly, the Mongolian war roared.
In an instant, the three halberds night fork dissipated and turned into a whirlpool of magic gas, swallowing all the dead Qi. Roaring sounds came out, and the trembling mountains began to float.
"That's the cave of the strong!" the crowd looked stiff and stared at the sky over the mountain. There was an extremely huge palace. There were countless carvings, animal heads or magic weapons on the palace, filled with a sense of Senran.
"A group of stupid people even regard the hell palace as a cave." Meng Zhan's mouth spits out a voice, which makes Ye Chen's heart tremble. The hell palace, the vast palace in front of him, is actually a hell palace.
The so-called ghost palace is actually the place where bones are buried.
Unlike the strongman's cave, the strongman's cave is also left by the strongman after his death, but the reason why those strongmen leave the cave is to pass on their mantle to future generations.
But the hell palace has a different purpose!
Some strong people have hatred after they die. Even before they die, they can't vent it. Therefore, they build the nether palace, seal the corpses into the nether palace, and set up many mechanism killing arrays to kill all those who enter the palace.
"After waiting so long, it's actually a hell palace." the crowd was speechless, and the Kowloon covered the air. The momentum was too great. Everyone thought that there was a treasure and had hope for it.
But now, what appears in front of us is actually a hell palace, which is surrounded by the shadow of Kowloon. It's creepy to think about it. The strong people buried in this hell palace must have been the generation of heroes who stirred up the situation before they died.
Who dares to enter the underworld palace of such a figure?
At this time, Meng Zhan's steps stepped out and went straight to the entrance of the nether palace. In his hand, a golden heavy hammer appeared, which crashed on the dark door with a gust of wind.
Boom!
The crisp sound of fragmentation sounded. Under the hammer of Mongolian war, the dark door burst into pieces, and a huge breath of death like the tide poured out, drowning Mongolian war's body.
"Go!" Meng Zhan didn't pay attention to death at all. He swallowed it, tore a passage, stepped out and directly entered the hell palace.
Behind the Mongolian war, a group of strong men of the Mongolian family followed up one after another. With the Mongolian war at the top, they didn't have to worry about the erosion of death at all.
"Brother Dugu, let's go too. Don't let all the benefits be taken away by Mongolian war." Lin aoyupi smiled without smiling. He burst out a strong breath, left the void and stepped into the hell palace.
The people from the three clans are all first-class experts. There are no few people who break through the empty space. With the power of space, they tear out the space cracks and annihilate all the dead Qi. Although they are not as natural and unrestrained as Mongolian war, they can still keep their lives and safety.
For a time, strong people kept entering the underworld palace.
Although they are afraid of the murders of the underworld palace, in contrast, the temptation of heavy treasure is stronger. There are nine peerless dragon shadows in the void, which must also show some mystery. They want to enter the underworld palace to find out.
"Brother Lin, let's go in too." the big man couldn't resist the temptation of heavy treasure. He rubbed his hands and showed a flattering smile to Ye Chen. Obviously, he wanted Ye Chen to take him into the hell palace.
"The hell palace is often a place where crisis and adventure coexist. It's good to get an adventure, but if there's anything wrong, I'm afraid I'll die on the spot. Brother Zhang, are you sure you want to enter the hell palace?" Ye Chen knew that the big man was greedy, but he didn't get to the point of losing his mind, so he gave a reminder.
The big man was stunned. He looked at the dead ghost palace and the strong man who kept walking in. He hesitated.
"Brother Zhang, the way of cultivation is not only to cultivate martial arts, but also to cultivate mind and nature. You must remember carefully, otherwise you will only become a stepping stone for others." Ye Chen added, pushing out his palm slightly and sending three mysterious crystals to the big man's hand, which solidified the big man's eyes.
He raised his head, but found that the leaf dust had broken through the air and turned into a dark streamer. Fearless and dead, he directly plundered into the hell palace and disappeared without a trace.
"In the end, I was scolded by a little guy." the big man smiled helplessly, put the crystal of profound righteousness into the storage ring, took a deep look at the Ming Palace, and then turned away from the iron blue mountains, no longer greedy.
At the moment of entering the underworld palace, a frenzied breath came to my face.
However, ye Chen ignored it, swallowed the profound meaning and bloomed, and swallowed all the dead Qi. Although he did not practice the magic formula of Tao heart, he could do so by swallowing the profound meaning, which is no less than that of Mongolian war.
"Death!" a shrill wail came out, and ye Chen's body flashed suddenly. A figure emitting faint light passed by him and smashed the walls.
"Dead spirit?" Ye Chen frowned. The faint light figure is not a living creature, but a strong one who has been absorbed by the secret method after death, so as to refine it into a mindless dead spirit and guard the hell palace.
Ye Chen glanced and found that the crowd was blocked by the dead spirits. These dead spirits have no life and are not afraid of pain. Unless they are destroyed, they will continue to harass, which is very troublesome.
"The essence of the dead is the soul. It should be easy to destroy it with the soul devouring magic power." Ye Chen said secretly in his heart. He just wanted to take a shot, and a figure suddenly appeared behind him.
Hiss!
A hot breath bloomed, and the dead spirit in front of Ye Chen was directly burned into nothingness. Looking back, he saw Lin Aoyu standing behind him, holding a flame spear.
"The only holy way has great strength, and it's too long to dare to stop me." Lin Aoyu couldn't recognize Ye Chen's identity because of his magic power. He drank in a low voice, and suddenly a surging flame hit Ye Chen.
The roaring explosion sounded. Ye Chen only felt that his body was extremely hot. He hit the wall and fell into it. The fire was so hot that he melted the walls alive.
"I'm not dead." Lin Aoyu was a little stunned, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He swept directly into the depths of the nether palace. The flame raged and the dead spirit turned into nothingness in an instant.
Ye Chen swallowed up the flame on his body and stared at Lin Aoyu's leaving figure indifferently. The overbearing guy saw that others blocked his way. Without saying a word, he directly applied the killing move. He simply regarded human life as grass mustard.
"I remember this revenge!" Ye Chen's voice was cold and his body twinkled, and followed the crowd into the depths of the hell palace.
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