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Hong Ling looked at the three people standing in front of him at this time, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley. This time, the whole blood rose, can successfully pass the people, unexpectedly only four left. He, Xia Yan, Xia Rong and Wang Dashui. As for the other six, they have never lived.

The boy clenched his fist and finally let it go. These people, why should be so stupid, follow their own to find an illusory way out, but died here for no reason. From the time of 50 people, to now only four people, blood rose is completely destroyed group.

Xia Yan and Xia Rong's eyes are red, apparently they have just cried. Wang Dashui stood behind them, his face full of sadness. When they saw Hong Ling come in, their frown was released. If the blood rose loses Hongling again, I'm afraid there will be nothing left. With the strength of the three of them, it is difficult for them to survive in this tomb.

"If you are in charge, you can't be reborn after death. Please stop mourning!" Hong Ling looked at Xia Yan and said sadly. Even though he is used to seeing life and death, he still has some bad taste when so many people leave.

"I know, but I can't help but feel sad. These people, after all with me for so long, did not expect that they all died here, and I can do nothing! Ha ha, what kind of blood rose is I in charge? You can't even protect your own people! " Xia Yan some disheartened said, tears and do not strive to fall down.

Hong Ling looks at Wang Dashui and signals him to comfort Xia Rong. However, she sees that the latter is also full of grief and can't say anything at all. With a long sigh, he took the three people to the inner part of the northern hell Tianzhong. The dead have passed away, the living people still have to work hard to live on.

For them, if they live, there will be hope. Whether it's for themselves or for those who died, they can't continue to be depressed. Three people's feet some heavy walk in the northern Ming Tianzhong, for a while all become incomparably silent.

It's not that they don't want to communicate, but they really don't know what to say. In the face of great grief, it is only embarrassing to speak rashly. It's too sad to move forward in silence. However, Hong Ling did not know how to comfort the other three people. He was so depressed after the Yinlong village massacre. But then with the passage of time, these things were gradually buried in his heart.

Maybe, when they get out of the northern hell Tianzhong, everything will be OK. However, he didn't even know how to get out. Although he had a map of the northern underworld Tianzhong, he could not read the information on it. Now, we can only take a step and see a step.

But half an hour later, a group of four met a huge tombstone. The inscription, which is as high as 100 Zhang, is full of ancient seal characters. An unspeakable force of terror pervaded it. The towering corpse gas, as well as the desolate breath from ancient time and space, makes people feel sad in front of the stone tablet.

"Is this the tombstone of the strongmen of the holy land?" Xia Yan some unexpected opening to ask a way, looked back to think at this time Hongling.

Hearing the speech, the young man raised his head, and suddenly a mysterious divine consciousness rose from his body. In his divine court, a dark golden yuan Shen was sitting quietly and suddenly opened his closed eyes. The secret under the whole stone tablet was peeped into by him, where an ancient bronze coffin was quietly inserted in the ground.

It is not placed horizontally, but vertically, with an indescribable terror power spreading from it. Hongling's yuan Shen tried to visit everything in the ancient coffin, and suddenly a strong Qi gushed out, directly defeating his yuan Shen Fen.

Puff, Hong Ling suddenly vomited out a mouthful of dead blood, pale face. He didn't expect that there was such a terrible force in the ancient coffin that he could defeat his tenacious yuan Shen Fen. Fortunately, it is only a spirit of the body, not his body.

"Don't touch these tombstones easily. There is great terror under them!" Hong Ling said, he thought and thought, and then said: "at least it has reached the existence of the holy land. As for the upper limit of the power of these existence, I don't know, it may have reached the realm of heaven's destiny."

"Heaven's destiny" Xia Yan three people smell speech, eyes are full of horror color, such a terrible existence, should be buried in this dark dead sea?

With Hong Ling, the three men cautiously bypass the tombstone and dare not have any evil thoughts. Such a terrible tombstone of the strong, if a careless lead to what, absolutely let them have no return. Since ancient times and today, Tianming emperor's realm is like an unattainable and dangerous peak, standing in everyone's mind. It is no longer the height that people can reach. Even the holy land, in front of the heaven's destiny, is as fragile as a baby.

As they walked slowly through the mausoleum, Hongling released his divine consciousness to the limit. Yan Huang Emperor's mirror is in the state of being able to wake up at any time, and the Dementor bell has been activated by him. The sad sword is free in front of the four people. If the wind blows and the grass moves, it can definitely hold up a barrier that can resist the attack of the Holy Land in an instant.

However, after a long walk, they did not encounter any danger, which made them very happy. For three days, the four people were walking on this desolate Tomb of the northern underworld. It seems that they are climbing the ancient tomb, rather than entering the tomb chamber.This is the most terrifying place in the tomb of the northern underworld, because only by climbing to the top can you find the entrance to the tomb chamber. The opportunity to leave the Dead Sea lies in the tomb. This also indirectly led to the death of many powerful monks in the middle of the climb.

Hongling took out the purple soul bead and looked at it for a while. Just then he sensed that the bead he put in the ring of space had a strange image. He picked up the beads, but found that this thing, I do not know when, has become much smaller. When he got the bead, he thought it was just a common blood soul bead, but now it seems that it is not the same thing.

With the formation of purple clouds on his body surface, he found that the terrible ghost gas emitted from many tombstones actually broke up in front of the purple gas.

"Is it that has been guarding me, so that I will not be eroded by the corpse gas of the northern hell Tianzhong?" Hong Ling took the bead and looked at it carefully. He said.

Xia Yan and Xia Rong as well as Wang Dashui see him stop moving forward. They turn around unexpectedly and look at him.

"Hong Ling, what's the matter? This is the bead. Is there a problem?" Xia Yan opened her mouth and asked. She knew that Hong Ling would not shoot for no reason. She must have found something.

Looking at her uneasy appearance, Hong Ling nodded and said, "this bead can send out a soul force that ordinary people can't see, and keep those corpse Qi that tries to erode us out of the body. However, as time goes by, the beads will become smaller and smaller. Once the upper limit is reached, it will disappear. At that time, we will be completely exposed to the corpse gas of the northern hell Tianzhong! "

After a pause, he said, "at that time, if there is no way to isolate these corpses, I'm afraid we will have a lot of trouble!"

Xia Yan and others look at each other, and take out the bead they got in a hurry and look around. Sure enough, most of their beads have been consumed. Even the beads on the weakest hammer's hand are only the size of rice grains. There was a thump in the hearts of the people, sensing the seriousness of the matter.

Those buried under these steles are at least the strongmen of the holy land, and their corpse gas is undoubtedly extremely terrifying. Once eroded by these corpses, I'm afraid that even a powerful monk in holy land will not be safe and sound. Then, what should they do with themselves?

Hong Ling looked at the beads in their hands and sighed helplessly. It seems that things are much more difficult than he thought. With the strength of Wang Dashui and Xia Rong, to resist these horrible corpse Qi is like a fool talking about dreams. It is Xia Yan, the big leader of blood rose, Hong Ling also dare not say that she can resist the erosion of corpse gas.

He knew that Xia Yan had a magic weapon, which could improve her cultivation to the realm of practicing emptiness and combining Taoism in a short time. However, in the northern Ming Tianzhong, many of the walking corpses are the existence of the holy land, where the practice of the combination of emptiness and Taoism is not powerful.

He thought and thought, and then took out the Dementor bell and gave it to Xia Yan. He gave the cloak to Xia Rong and the armor to Wang Dashui. With these three magic tools, Xia Yan can at least barely survive. Even if something happened, it would not die in an instant.

At this time, he temporarily lifted the prohibition of these three magic weapons and gave them the right to use them. As for himself, he didn't worry much when he had the sad sword and the Yan Huang emperor mirror. The four continued to walk for another hour, and the beads on Wang Dashui's body finally dissipated completely.

Boom, in this moment, a torrent of corpse gas, fiercely toward the king sledgehammer. These corpses even form a huge skeleton, which makes a piercing roar. It rushes into the dead sea and falls towards the tiny human below.

Feeling the fury of corpse, Hong Ling's face changed greatly. Such a strong corpse Qi, even if a monk who practices Xu He Dao, can hardly resist without injury. Fortunately, the dark red armor on Wang Dashui's body is really amazing. It quickly coagulates a dark red barrier and blocks all the corpse gas.

Hongling watched the barrier gradually eroded by corpse gas and produced cracks. He moved under his heart and hooked up the phagocytic property of tianero demon mine. Hishishi, the armor on the instant birth of a strong blood light, the number of these corpse gas swallowed up.

Although these corpses are powerful, they are not enough to see in front of the magic weapons made by Kun steel. The power of tianero demon mine is far beyond imagination. No matter how terrible the corpse Qi is, it can swallow it and accelerate the growth of magic weapons. There was a false alarm, but it was terrible.

Wang Dashui was lying on the ground with a lingering fear. At the moment when the corpse gas came towards him, he almost thought that he was going to die. Fortunately, Hongling's armor saved him and saved him. These corpse spirits are really too powerful. As they move towards the top of the tomb of the northern hell Tianzhong, they are getting stronger and stronger.

With the loss of time, the beads on Xia Rong and Xia Yan dissipate successively, and they also encounter the attack of horrible corpse gas. Fortunately, with Wang Dazhui's previous experience, they did not have too much trouble to deal with except in a hurry.

A day later, the beads on Hong Ling collapsed. At this time, the lock of the God of bondage kept circling him, flying and guarding him. As for the sad God sword, he had already split up and illusory at this time, constantly wandering around the four people, sharing the pressure of other magic weapons. Even if it's a demon mine, it's necessary to have a degree to devour corpse Qi. It takes time to digest these things.At this time, Hong Ling could not care about anything else. Except for the mirror of emperor Yanhuang, he took out all the artifacts that had been cast. These magic weapons, suspended around them, release the terrible power of swallowing, and constantly devour the corpse Qi along the way. Rao is so, they still have to walk for a while and stop to rest.

If you want to support the phagocytosis state of these magic weapons, the loss of true Qi is too large. Even Hongling can only maintain these magic weapons to devour corpse Qi. As for fighting, there is no way to talk about it. Xia Yan, Xia Rong and Wang Dashui take turns to export their true Qi, supporting the barrier formed by the magic weapon, and protecting Hongling from recovering her cultivation.

By the time they reached half the height of Beiming Tianzhong, the corpse gas was already strong enough to form a thick mist, covering the sight.

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