From Leng Palace Princess Gou Cheng Martial Dao Supreme

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"But…"

Ling Xiao raised his head and looked at the huge stone gate in front of him, "How should we get in now?"

The stone gate was engraved with dense formations, Jiang Zirou thought for a while, and gently put his palm on the stone gate.

that time.

Between Jiang Zirou's brows, the round eyes made of runes suddenly opened, and a string of light beams fell out of them like a waterfall and landed on the stone gate.

"Boom!!!!"

Accompanied by a dull sound.

The entire labyrinth was shaking, the surrounding walls were retreating rapidly, the space became wider, and looking up was an endless starry sky.

"That's fine."

Jiang Zirou slowly withdrew his arm, and there was not much joy in the expression on his face.

"It looks like teacher, you are the owner of this tomb..." Ling Xiao thought of this sentence in his heart, and then said it involuntarily.

After speaking.

Ling Xiao looked a little embarrassed, feeling that he had said something he shouldn't have said.

"Sorry." Ling Xiao quickly explained: "I didn't mean that."

"Um,"

Jiang Zirou snorted indifferently.

Just now, I didn't take Ling Xiao's words to heart at all, nor did I mean to blame.

The ancient mausoleum was opened again, and what appeared in front of the two was a long divine path, with stars hanging like beads on the black velvet curtain.

The Que Gate, Stone Xiangsheng, stele inscriptions, Huabiao and continuous Que Towers are distributed on both sides of the Shinto.

"It's spectacular..."

Shinto connects all the buildings together.

The two walked on the Shinto that was wide enough for ten carriages to pass side by side easily. They were not in a hurry to reach the end of the Shinto, but were browsing the surrounding buildings while walking.

"I have seen records in the inheritance of the Shadow Demon Clan."

Ling Xiao looked at the Raksha sculpture with a green face and long fangs, four arms knotted, and a bull's head mask on the side of the road.

He said: "According to the records of the Shadow Demons, in the past tens of thousands of years, some people have walked to the end of the maze, but no one has ever really entered the most central tomb, just the ear chamber. Some of the treasures are enough to shape many strong people into the realm of the False God."

"This Lord Demon God is really amazing..."

"It's not just because of the strength of the Demon God."

Jiang Zirou stopped, bowed his head and pondered, feeling the aura coming from this tomb, which was somewhat similar to the aura he felt in the Shenwu Catacombs before.

"After the death of the innate gods and demons, this mausoleum became some kind of treasure of heaven and earth, which appeared at a fixed time, bringing vitality to this practice world... When I was in the new world, I also encountered similar treasures."

The two talked and shared with each other some secrets they had learned.

There are gains for each other.

Soon, in an unknowing conversation, the two passed through the thousands of meters of Shinto, and came to the door of the main tomb.

It is also a stone gate, but the aura emanating from it is more ancient and profound.

Before coming to the second stone gate.

Jiang Zirou lowered his head and saw dark red blood stains under his feet.

"This is Nether's blood, which is still stained with a small amount of source quality, and it has not decayed in the past ten thousand years."

She squatted down slowly, and gently pressed her white and straight fingers on the bloodstain, and soon, the dark essence was captured by Jiang Zirou with a secret method.

"Behind this stone gate, there are many similar sources..."

Because of the practice method of the Nine Rebellions and Evil Armor, the source quality is a great tonic for Jiang Zirou, but it is not the case for ordinary monks.

Suddenly exposed to a huge amount of source quality, it is very likely that it will be transformed into a real beast within a short period of time.

Of course...if luck is good enough, it may also be possible to retain part of self-awareness and thinking ability, and become an even more terrifying Nether.

However, in the absence of a complete ceremony, the probability of this is very low.

"The Demon God Belle used to fight against powerful enemies in the Netherworld. An innate Demon God like him is far more powerful than the Nether of the same level, even stronger than the Nether of the same level. Realm to estimate strength."

Ling Xiao's muscles tensed, and he said: "In the later period of the Three Realms War, many masters in the Netherworld died in his hands. Of course... In the end, he also died in that battle, and was killed by one of the Netherworld's emperors Shoot and kill yourself."

Dijun... is equivalent to a master in the realm of a god king, and is the top powerhouse among the three realms.

Of course, Jiang Zirou has no doubts that there must be strong and weak among the top powerhouses, and the gap in strength should be huge.

"open!"

Jiang Zirou put his palm on the door and whispered.

Afterwards, the tomb slowly opened.

The light is dense and rushing towards the face.

"Let's go in…"

……

"boom!"

In a certain tomb of the Demon God's Tomb.

Cang Yan smashed the real beast the size of a hill to the ground with a fist, and then shook his arms with a tooth-piercing crunching sound.

Roshan was torn in two.

"It's so boring..." He looked at the corpse lying at his feet.

After the essence from the real beast's corpse was extracted, it began to rot rapidly, and the air was filled with a stench that even the ghost couldn't bear.

"When will we find the core of this tomb, I can feel the man who killed my brother is nearby."

"boom!!!"

Cang Yan punched the dead body on the head.

This is a real beast in the shape of a giant bull, with a camel-like hump on its back, but what flows inside is not water, but rather pure source quality.

This giant bull has four horns growing on top of its head.

The horns are curved, exuding a metallic color, and look extremely hard.

But under Zang Yan's iron fist, it was smashed to pieces, pure physical strength, after breaking the four horns, splashed out through the hard skull, blood, brain, bone and other messy things, It landed on the clean black cloak of the Ice Demon not far away.

"Shh!"

The force penetrated the floor, leaving a huge pothole in it.

Then dark red lines appeared on Zang Yan's arm, and the flame-like hot source quality flowed in it, turning into a fire that burned the world.

The corpse of the real beast burned in the flames, slowly turning into black steam.

The stench was dispelled by the flames.

Cang Yan stood up from the ground, put his blood-stained palm in the fire and rubbed it back and forth twice.

"It feels better now."

He straightened his collar and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm glad to hear you say that."

The ice demon came behind Cang Yan, and the eyes hidden in the mask looked greedily at Cang Yan's strong body.

"Also, I have something to tell you that is enough to make you even more excited."

"Say!"

"I've already found the person you're looking for, as well as the main tomb." Ice Demon said with a smile, "Just now, the whole maze suddenly came to life, and their auras are as bright as the sun, ah . . . it's really hot."

……

"Shh!"

The moment the stone door was opened.

Jiang Zirou heard the sound of flapping wings. In the real main tomb, black mist surged, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Inside the room.

The sky and the ground are filled with mist like a tide, mixed with all kinds of real beasts.

Among them are not only halberd beasts, white tigers, and brave creatures, but also extremely terrifying creatures such as real dragons and unicorns. However, most of the real beasts are made of mist, and only a small number of real beasts have substantial flesh and blood on their bodies.

Although it is not real, such a scene is scary enough.

This space seems to be submerged, the sky is falling apart, enemies are everywhere, and black waves cover the sky.

"Master... be careful!"

Although Ling Xiao had been prepared for a long time, under the emotional tension at the moment, he still couldn't help shouting loudly.

He saw Jiang Zirou froze in place, seemingly at a loss.

Immediately, I was extremely worried.

In fact, Jiang Zirou did stay where he was.

But what she is thinking now is obviously a little different from Ling Xiao.

"It's developed this time!"

Jiang Zirou's eyes were no longer calm, but now they were full of waves and eagerness.

"So many real beasts, so many high-quality source qualities... If they can be completely absorbed, I am afraid that the second layer of the Nine Rebellious Evil Armor will be able to cultivate to the stage of Dacheng directly."

Jiang Zirou thought with great excitement.

The next moment, she made a decisive move.

"Wow!"

She punched forward, and her body was filled with gray mist.

The reverse-printed Kunpeng rune was released, and accompanied by crisp cries, a huge Kunpeng filled the space and collided fiercely with the pitch-black waves gushing out of the room.

"boom!"

Like two diametrically opposed waves colliding.

The reverse-printed Kunpeng rune is even more powerful, with all kinds of divine light intertwined and resplendent, and a pair of huge wings holding up the storm.

Just like that, it rolled over with a bang.

Those terrifying real beasts exuding an ominous atmosphere were instantly crushed to pieces.

In such an environment, the vitality of these real beasts was unimaginable, and even Jiang Zirou didn't think that these things could be called life.

They should be visions that appear naturally from the thick source quality.

As long as these source qualities are not completely resolved, within a short period of time, these gray mist-like real beasts will continue to be resurrected.

Never stop.

Niyin Kunpeng spread its wings and rolled back and forth three times in the huge secret room.

Only then did Jiang Zirou realize that this place looked like a battlefield, with dark red blood stains everywhere on the surrounding walls, as well as marks left by knives, forks, swords and halberds.

"In the past, this demon god pretended to be dead, and ended up murdering many enemies here?"

The surrounding labyrinth doesn't have many traces of battle.

But the main tomb was in a mess.

Jiang Zirou frowned, her mind was always active, and now when she saw such a scene, she already had a faint guess in her heart.

"It was tragic."

She had a little admiration for this demon god named Believe in her heart.

After all, at the last moment of his life, the opponent was also thinking about killing the enemy, regardless of his own safety.

"Shh!"

An iron-winged bird emerged from the mist that permeated the tomb, its wings stretched out to be a foot long.

The feathers on the wings flickered coldly, and they came from behind Jiang Zirou's head at a high speed, with fierce murderous intent.

"Crack!"

Jiang Zirou turned around and squeezed her hand casually.

Jiang Zirou grabbed the Iron Wing Bird's claws.

"Sun Liberation!"

A magnificent light burst out from Jiang Zirou's hands, and a golden sun appeared in Jiang Zirou's hands.

The reverse-printed Kunpeng rune was taken back by Jiang Zirou.

This dark tomb was gradually shrouded in light, and the place where the source quality was located was as dark as a substance, and it was constantly receding and squeezing under the authority of the sun.

In the end, it turned into a black tide, indistinctly, and Jiang Zirou heard a shrill scream from it.

"System check-in!"

Jiang Zirou untied the Qiankun tripod hanging from his waist, and it was still on the ground.

Jianmu Linggen has the ability to attract inspiration from heaven and earth. At this moment, on the Qiankun Cauldron, a tall ancient tree is swaying in the breeze.

The thick and gnarled tree trunk is shrouded in a halo of seven colors, colorful and dazzling.

The surrounding source quality was slowly absorbed by the Qiankun cauldron and carried by the Xi soil.

Jiang Zirou originally thought that he would get some pure source quality this time to practice the Nine Rebellions and Evil Armor.

But it didn't.

"Ding!"

The sound of the system rang in my ears, with a crisp mechanical texture.

"Congratulations to the host, you have gained a spring of inspiration..."

"what?"

Jiang Zirou froze for a moment, he didn't expect that he was lucky this time, and actually got such a good thing in this mausoleum.

The so-called spring of inspiration is the same thing as the innate spring that Jiang Zirou saw in the palace of the gods before.

only…

Jiang Zirou held the spring of inspiration in his hand, and wisps of aura like fairy mist overflowed from Jiang Zirou's fingers.

The Lingji spring has a jade-like texture, not a real spring.

The spring is exactly the size of a pebble, otherwise, Jiang Zirou's palm would not be able to hold it in his hand.

"If the Tomb of the Demon God exists similar to a crypt, it is not impossible to sign up for fetishes such as the Spring of Inspiration."

Jiang Zirou held the spring of inspiration in his hands.

Wisps of mist hang down like waterfalls.

In this way, Jiang Zirou feels like she looks like a sculpture... put it to play!

She carefully felt the vitality that the Lingji spring could provide, and was a little disappointed that this spring was still much inferior to the innate spring in the God Palace.

The vitality that can be provided at every moment is only about one-fifth of that of the innate spring.

However, this effect is already very expensive.

Jiang Zirou put the spring of inspiration in the Qiankun cauldron, and then with a thought, he dug a small canal around Jianmu Linggen.

Pinch and move the formula to connect to the water source.

Then bury the Lingji spring in the dug canal, so that a weakened version of the congenital spring is formed in the Qiankun cauldron.

The Jianmu Spiritual Root, which had almost been frozen, began to grow slowly again, and the small world in the Qiankun Cauldron was also slowly expanding outward.

"It's really your chance to meet a master like me."

Jiang Zirou clapped his hands at the Qiankun Ding. The Qiankun Ding has not weak intelligence, but in most cases.

The honest and honest Qi Ling didn't speak much.

At this moment, it shook slightly twice, conveying a feeling of joy and gratitude to Jiang Zirou.

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