Stop Chasing the Sick Boss of Quick Transmigration Raiders

Chapter 658 There is a Ghost King in the City (25)

"What's the matter?" The man's pleasant voice sounded above her head, Wen Xiao twisted her body uncomfortably, trying to break free from his embrace, but the man's hand holding her shoulder stopped firmly in place, and she didn't want to take it away at all. the meaning of.

"According to the map, there should be a vertical intersection here. Just now we were in the distance, so it's understandable that we didn't see it, but now according to the distance on the map, we should have come near the intersection. But there are no other passages nearby." The fat shopkeeper frowned.

"Could it be another blindfold?" Luo Yu frowned, "The concentration of aura around here is too low, there is no way to maintain a blindfold for such a long time... Is there something wrong with this entrance?"

The fat shopkeeper shook his head with a serious expression, "We have already walked 1000 meters, this mountain is not big, and it must be thick enough to support the mountain above... Logically speaking, the underground palace built in the mountain should It's only about 2000 meters in diameter..."

The fat shopkeeper gestured at the map in his hand, "This crossroad is just in the middle of this passage. It is conservatively estimated that if the diameter of the underground palace is 2000 meters, if we walk a little further, if we still don't see the crossroad... then it proves that this is the intersection." There is a problem with the road."

Luo Yu concentrated on thinking for a while, nodded and said, "In case the size of the underground palace exceeds expectations, let's walk another 1000 meters. If we still don't see the intersection, send the kid to explore the road ahead."

The distance of 1000 meters was quickly completed, but the expected crossroads did not appear.

"Could it be some kind of space folding spell?" Wen Xiao thought for a while, and asked, "I heard from Master that people with advanced Taoism can use magic weapons to compress space, as long as the core part has enough spiritual energy supply, maintain There is no problem for hundreds or even thousands of years... This is the same as the Qiankun bag."

"According to the records, the previous generation of ghost kings did not master the art of space, but looking at the current situation, if it is not the compression of space, there is no better explanation." The little devil came, "No matter what the reason is, we have already come here, so there is no reason to go back. Let the little ones explore the road first, and we will continue to move forward when we find the intersection."

The three of them sat down in place, while the little ghosts wandered leisurely to explore the way.

The temperature in the underground palace was much lower than outside, and coupled with the gloomy atmosphere, Wen Xiao was a little terrified, feeling her whole body was chilling.

"You haven't seen anything yet, so you started shaking yourself up. Then a few ghost generals came out of nowhere. Are you scared to death?" Luo Yu took out a cloak from the Qiankun bag and threw it to her. He rummaged through and found a blanket, spread it on the floor, and motioned for her to sit down with the fat shopkeeper and talk, "You brats move slowly, wait a little longer."

Wen Xiao put on the cloak and wrapped herself up tightly before feeling much better.

"You are a Taoist priest, why are you so timid?" Luo Yu lay lazily on his side on the blanket, resting his head on one hand, and looked at her jokingly, "Could it be that some psychological shadow fell on you when exorcising ghosts before?"

Wen Xiao sniffled, "Expelling ghosts is not the same as breaking into someone's underground palace, one is in my territory, the other is in someone else's territory... Who knows if the Bianhua you mentioned left anything in your tomb Harmful things."

(End of this chapter)