Chapter 1836： Ecstasy

Today's Lingxian, even without the aid of the golden battle armor, can do two tricks with the ordinary eighth state. In the seventh state, it is only the shocking Tianjiao of the seven extreme states that can compete with him.

Therefore, he just waved away and blasted the big man in black.

This scene calmed everyone present.

At the moment, people around Ling Xian avoided each other, especially those who were going to shoot at him, even more scared.

In this way, he easily entered the tomb.

The same goes for the elderly.

After a few more breaths, the ban again appeared, annoying those who did not come in.

The people who came in changed their looks.

Because the feet were full of corpses, the faces were full of horror, showing what kind of terror they had encountered before they died.

The thick yin in the tomb also made everyone cold, like falling ice caves.

"That's the elder of Cabernet Gate! He actually died here?"

"Oh my God, so many people died as soon as they came in. How dangerous is this place?"

"I regret it, I really shouldn't be here!"

Everyone exclaimed, their words were full of fear.

No way, the impact of this scene is really too great. Looking around, there are less than three or four hundred corpses.

Although from the opening of the tomb to the present, three or four thousand people have to come in, but don't forget, this is just the entrance!

So many people died as soon as they came in, and you can imagine how dangerous they are!

Therefore, most people are afraid and regretted.

It's a pity that regret is late.

There are restrictions, not only can't get in, they can't get out.

"The tomb of ten thousand lives is really dangerous."

Ling Xian's expression calmed down, and the old man narrowed his smile.

And at this moment, the overcast wind, like a sword and a sword, let everyone spray blood and mourn loudly.

Even as strong as Lingxian, I felt the pain was unbearable.

At the moment, he is running the flood and the sky, the flowers of the avenue emerge, and the gloom is isolated.

Everyone also used their means to resist the terror of terror.

But not everyone can be blocked like Ling Xian, this overcast wind is quite strong, letting several people die on the spot.

At every subsequent breath, several people fell, and by the blink of an eye, more than 20 people had already died.

This made other people more and more afraid, one by one, frightened, and desperately resisted.

"Rush forward and stay here, there is only a dead end."

Ling Xian frowned. The flower of the road hangs down and clears the shade, and can not see through.

After that, he took a big step forward, heading forward.

After hearing what he said, everyone was awakened, and now they started to move forward at full speed.

Unfortunately, the overcast wind is so strong that even it is difficult to resist, how can it fly? No matter how desperately, you can only walk on foot like Ling Xian.

Compared with Lingxian, a striding meteor, everyone is undoubtedly more strenuous.

Only a few people can keep up with him.

The elderly are one of them.

He marched side by side with Ling Xian, lamenting: "The tomb of all deaths is really well-deserved."

"Scared?"

Ling Xian took a deep look at the old man and couldn't see through the strength of the person. It was a little bit like the seventh realm and a bit like the eighth realm.

But one thing is certain, the strength of the old man is by no means inferior to him.

"You are not afraid, how can I be afraid?" The old man grinned.

"There is nothing to be afraid of."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "There is no turning arrow when you open the bow. Since you and I have already entered, there is only one way to go."

"Let's go and see that in the end, will it be the nourishment of that unknown life, or will it be passed down and retired."

The old man narrowed his eyes, his footwork was steady and firm, unwavering.

Ling Xian is even more so.

He strode on a meteor, moving forward steadily, and despite the raging wind, he couldn't stop his footsteps, and couldn't even shake a trace.

As if this is just a breeze, it will only make people feel comfortable.

But for most people, this is an ancient beast.

They don't have Lingxian's strength. Not only have they gone very hard at every step, but their wounds are getting more and more.

In a short time, more than a dozen people fell.

This makes many people desperate, knowing that it won't be long before they will be like them.

But when some people were desperate, the gloom suddenly stopped, as if nothing had happened.

Immediately afterwards, a cliff appeared in front of everyone.

The cliffs are steep, with water below, red and sticky, like blood.

Nine iron chains hung in the air, one end was embedded in the cliff, and the other was embedded in the opposite mountain wall. It's like an iron bridge for pedestrians to cross the river of blood.

But in the eyes of the practitioner, this is undoubtedly extremely ridiculous.

Practitioners can fly, even during the refining period, can they cross the river of blood, using iron chains?

"This river ..."

Ling Xian narrowed her eyes, plucked a hair, and threw it into the blood.

After that, the hair fell into the river and disappeared.

This scene made everyone's eyes widened and horrified.

Because Lingxian's hair did not float up, which meant that the river had no buoyancy.

"it is as expected."

Ling Xian sighed, even a hair could not float, how could he live?

"It seems that it can only be reached by the iron chain." The old man narrowed his eyes.

"That was also a dead end."

Ling Xian sighed and said, "Look closely, what is this?"

"Ok?"

The old man frowned, looking at the iron chain carefully, and seeing that the object was rising to yin, marking the red lines, he could not help but change his face.

"Soul hook?"

"Yes, this is the legendary lure."

"Once you stand up, the spirit will be pulled out of the body, and even the eighth state power is difficult to resist."

Ling Xian's expression was dignified, and the haunting rope was not a magic weapon or a spell, but existed like a ghost and beast.

It is condensed by yin and focuses on the soul. It ranks sixth in the horror list among the ten tombs, and is even more terrifying than ghosts.

"It happened to be troublesome," said the old man, looking down.

The same goes for everyone.

Although I don't know what the lure is, Ling Xian's strength is obvious to all. Even he feels tricky. How can everyone not change their color?

"Fortunately, I know how to crack, otherwise I can only stay here."

Thinking of the cracking method created by the ghost-seeker, Ling Xian smiled, and was quite fortunate.

"You have a way to crack it?"

The old man was shaking. Everyone didn't know how terrible the lure was, could he not? Even he was not sure to resist.

However, Ling Xian said that he could crack it, which naturally made him shake.

"Without any skill, I won't come to the grave of death."

Ling Xian smiled and said, "This legendary tomb is not a joke."

As he said, he formed a bizarre seal with his hands, arousing mysterious power, and attached to the nine iron chains.

The next moment, the nine iron chains went red, and it seemed to be fighting.

Suddenly, Ling Xian looked pale and her body was shaking.

However, the hand of his seal did not tremble in the slightest, like a rock, unwavering.

After a while, the red light faded and eventually disappeared completely.

"It really cracked ..."

The old man was shocked, and Huo Ran looked at Ling Xian.