Immortal Palace

Chapter 1038 The Spiritual Forbidden Lord

"It's not bad..." Wang Changsheng took another sip and replied to the white figure. However, Wang Changsheng did not get any response. When Wang Changsheng looked up again, he found that there was no white figure in front of him. At this moment, Wang Changsheng was sitting in front of a dilapidated tomb. Except for the stone bench under his buttocks, which he took out by himself, all other scenery disappeared. Even the wine jar in Wang Changsheng's hand had disappeared, but when the wine jar disappeared, one thing was left. "Skull..." The wine jar in Wang Changsheng's hand turned into a skull. Looking at the dilapidated tomb in front of him, Wang Changsheng suddenly realized that he didn't know whether his experience just now was an illusion or he was in an illusion now? Throwing away the skull in his hand, even with Wang Changsheng's cultivation, he felt a little scared. Of course, he was not afraid. Even if the white figure was hostile to Wang Changsheng, Wang Changsheng was sure to protect himself. The key is that this kind of scene that appears or disappears without knowing it makes Wang Changsheng feel a little weird.

"The tomb of the Lingshang Forbidden Lord?"

Looking at the dilapidated tomb in front of him, where even weeds can't grow, Wang Changsheng is curious, who is this Lingshang Forbidden Lord?

In the Weitian Realm, there is no such force as Lingshang, nor is there the title of Forbidden Lord.

"It should be a strong man who lived many years ago. Although I don't know the meaning of the title of Forbidden Lord, the cultivator who can be named with this title is definitely not a simple cultivator..."

Wang Changsheng said in his heart.

Without even putting away the stone bench, Wang Changsheng identified the direction he was going and rushed directly into the depths of the Yin Corpse Tomb.

"Alas..."

When Wang Changsheng's figure completely disappeared, a sigh came from the tomb of the Lingshang Forbidden Lord.

Wang Changsheng hurried along the way, avoiding tombs with strong auras. Even so, there were some places that could not be avoided, and Wang Changsheng could only head-on to attack the tombs of those strong men.

Fortunately, apart from the Lingshang Forbidden Lord he saw at the beginning, Wang Changsheng did not encounter any other ghosts along the way.

As for the fool holding a giant axe mentioned by the Lingshang Forbidden Lord, Wang Changsheng did not encounter him either.

In fact, if it were not for the dead air and corpse air after refining in his body, Wang Changsheng would have thought that his encounter with the Lingshang Forbidden Lord was an illusion.

Roar!

Just when Wang Changsheng was puzzled, a roaring sound came into Wang Changsheng's mind.

Hearing this sound, Wang Changsheng's expression immediately changed, because this sound was not transmitted to his ears, but to Wang Changsheng's mind.

Then, Wang Changsheng felt a majestic breath coming from his right.

The majestic breath was wrapped with dead air and corpse air, which was very characteristic of the Yin Corpse Tomb.

Buzz!

Wang Changsheng also waved his hand, and the Langcang Sword appeared directly in his hand. Without any hesitation, the Langcang Sword swept across, containing the strongest blow of Wang Changsheng's power, and crushed to the right.

Heavy sword!

At the same time, the heavy sword was also swung out, accompanied by the powerful might of the Langcang Sword. Even the environment in the Yin Corpse Tomb was whistling after Wang Changsheng made his move.

"Giant axe?"

After Wang Changsheng swept the Langcang Sword, he saw clearly that the majestic might coming from his right was a giant axe!

However, this giant axe was not a magic weapon, but was condensed from dead air and corpse air.

It was neither a magic weapon nor a spell, but just an ordinary attack that was transformed.

Boom boom boom...

In the end, the Langcang Sword and the giant axe collided with each other, making bursts of roaring sounds, and the powerful might spread, dispersing all the dead air and corpse air around.

"Could it be the fool mentioned by the Lingshang Forbidden Master?"

Wang Changsheng muttered in his heart.

After the giant axe and the Langcang Sword collided with each other, the giant axe dissipated, and the Langcang Sword in Wang Changsheng's hand was also hit hard. Wang Changsheng flew backwards, and his blood was surging.

However, the strange thing is that the surrounding dead air and corpse air have been dispersed by the huge power, and Wang Changsheng did not see the ghost who used the giant axe.

What is even more strange is that in other places, such a collision would probably have crushed the surrounding terrain into powder, and even a bottomless pit would appear.

However, the tomb not far away is still there, and the surrounding terrain has not been affected by the collision.

"Such a strong impact, even a cultivator at the peak of the Nascent Soul realm cannot withstand it!" Wang Changsheng said in his heart: "But the surrounding terrain has not been damaged at all..."

"Yin Shi Tomb..."

"It's really not simple!"

Wang Changsheng didn't dare to stay any longer without seeing the fool mentioned by the Lingshang Forbidden Master. The deeper he went into the Yin Shi Tomb, the weirder Wang Changsheng felt this place was.

Wang Changsheng could also be sure that the ghost who had just attacked him should be the fool mentioned by the Lingshang Forbidden Master.

It was just a ghost, and his strength was probably less than one ten-thousandth of his life. He didn't need to show up, but just one technique was enough to match Wang Changsheng.

It was hard for Wang Changsheng to imagine how powerful the fool mentioned by the Lingshang Ban Lord was when he was alive.

Also, from the tone of the Lingshang Ban Lord, it seemed that he did not take the ghost holding the giant axe seriously. How powerful was the Lingshang Ban Lord?

Whoosh!

Wang Changsheng's speed increased sharply. Now Wang Changsheng only had one idea: to leave this ghost place as quickly as possible.

"You...you...are very wrong..."

Just as Wang Changsheng was on his way, a faint voice came into Wang Changsheng's mind.

This is a very unfamiliar voice, but from the hoarseness and stagnation in the voice, you can tell that the speaker has not spoken for many years.

Wang Changsheng is not stupid, of course he knows who made the sound.

After using the Peng Strike Technique, Wang Changsheng needed to leave this place as quickly as possible.

For so many years, there have been no rumors related to ghosts in the Mighty Heaven Realm, which means that these ghosts cannot leave the Yin Corpse Tomb. In this case, as long as Wang Changsheng breaks out of the scope of the Yin Corpse Tomb, Wang Changsheng will be safe.

Under the urging of the Peng Strike Technique, Wang Changsheng was extremely fast, rushing all the way. Wang Changsheng also felt powerful auras awakening. However, for some reason, after those auras awakened, it seemed that he did not feel it. Wang Changsheng's presence was normal and he did not attack Wang Changsheng.

With Wang Changsheng's speed and all his strength, it took nearly two hours for Wang Changsheng to rush out of the Tomb of the Infernal Corpse.

Rushing out at such a fast speed, the trauma Wang Changsheng himself suffered was visible to the naked eye.

I saw that Wang Changsheng's arms turned gray-white, which was a symptom of being infiltrated by death energy and losing vitality.

This is also because the area of ​​the Tomb of the Infernals is not vast enough. If the scope of the Tomb of the Infernals were as large as that of a large religious kingdom, I am afraid that not only Wang Changsheng's arms would be infected by the death energy.

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