Chapter 1350

The secret of glass.

Qin Li moved towards the center.

Looking around, there is a black dead soil, lifeless, without any signs of life, forming a clear contrast with the glass sky.

"Something

Qin Li found a little light in the black soil.

Digging the black soil, it turned out to be a leg bone, showing a transparent glass color, like a natural work of art.

"Is it a handicraft or a human bone?" When Qin Li pinched it with his hand, the glazed bone was broken, which was not a precious material.

The more we go forward, the more glazed bones there are. Until Qin Li dug out a glazed skull, he realized that it was all human bones, but for some reason, he ossified glazed bones after death.

"This place is not simple!"

Qin Li was calm and continued to go deep into the core.

The more you go in, the more glass bones you have, the more resentment you have in the air. The dead soil under your feet gradually exudes a sense of evil, full of the smell of evil, which makes your scalp numb and instinctive disgust.

Finally!

Go through a line.

The stagnant gas is rich to the critical value and tends to liquefy.

"There's a problem!" Qin Lixin is like a mirror, sensing danger ahead of time.

Boom!

There was a dull noise.

The ground burst and died.

Dozens of angry ghost hands came out from the bottom of the earth and grasped Qin Li.

"The spirit of complaint?" Qin Li did not attack, but controlled the golden light, retreated several miles away and watched from the wall.

Resentment ghost hand is to continue to extend the pursuit of Qin Li.

However!

After reaching a limit.

Resentment ghost hand seems to touch the air wall, can not move forward half a minute.

"If it's really a land bound spirit, you can't leave a specific area!" With a faint smile, Qin Li raised his hand to make a golden light and tear the ghost hand.

"Why kill me..."

"I'm not willing to..."

"Kill..."

A series of confused low voices sounded.

When the ground burst, a resentful monster emerged. It was extremely ugly. It was a huge sphere with thousands of heads. All the old people, women and children had it. They had empty eyes and screamed. It showed that there were tens of thousands of ghost hands, just like a flesh and blood jellyfish. It was a kind of spiritual pollution.

Qin Li thought of the nine sons' ghost mother of Changsheng gate. They are all one kind of things in essence. There are thousands of friars who died in vain behind them.

"Rosefinch from the fire, burn him!"

Words fall!

Pour out from the fire and turn into a rosefinch.

Although it's just a sparrow about the size of a slap, it's extremely hot, like a meteor, instantly binding the spirit of resentment and igniting resentment.

With only a few breaths, a resentful spirit of immortal level burned up.

Qin's facade is expressionless and goes on all the way.

On the way!

He killed five evil spirits.

The more in-depth, the stronger the spirit of resentment, even the king level spirit of resentment, but still can not stop Qin Li's move.

All of a sudden!

There was a fight ahead.

Qin Li has a closer look. It's yunshiyu.

She is fighting with a thousand hands and feet of the resentment spirit, a little hard.

"Can I help you?" Qin Li asked.

"No!"

Yun Shiyu is more brave than ever.

She grew up very fast and her fighting power soared. A set of "four elephants sword technique" became more and more perfect, and the dragon and tiger sword was more fierce. After only a little effort, she killed the complaining spirit.

"Your strength is improving very fast." Qin Li couldn't help praising.

Yun Shiyu said with a smile: "it's much worse than you."

They are like old friends for many years. They don't need to be too polite. They go together and fly away to qingzhiquan.

Fly a distance.

They found a broken wall.

I don't know which period it was. Most of it was buried in the dead soil. But because it was made of colored glass, a small part of it was still preserved. It was just a few walls with some fuzzy murals on it.

If you look closely, you can see many images of pregnant women and children.

"The style of Changsheng education!"

Qin Li suddenly realized: "this is the residence of Changsheng education."

Yun Shiyu was surprised and recalled the illusion of Yuandan treasure: "at the end of the dark age, Changchun immortal, in order to cultivate the art of longevity, washed the whole Changsheng sect with blood. No wonder the bones here are piled up and the resentment is all over the sky."

Qin Li frowned and said, "then why do white bones turn into colored glaze?"

At this time.

Silver bells of laughter.

With a smile on his face, mu Yuege comes from the sky

"The real life of glazed longevity in Changchun" is a mysterious VAILLANT. It can absorb the essence of other people's life, feed itself and feed others. The owners of these glass bones were absolutely elites of Changsheng religion. They had been given the gift of Changchun immortal, so they ossified glass! "

So far!

The three gathered.

Qin Li said: "the master of Yunque palace can't feel the secret place. Now you can explain how to let me escape from the heaven."

Mu Yuege said with a smile: "Mr. Jin, don't worry. When you get to qingzhiquan, the truth will come out."

But Yun Shiyu said strangely, "you are a suspicious woman. You had to kill gold before. Now you are so gallant that even the scriptures of the five immortals are willing to come out. There is definitely a big conspiracy!"

"That was a misunderstanding before!"

Mu Yuege crossed his hands, pressed on the Hun and said, "in fact, I fell in love with Mr. Jin at first sight. It's the love in my heart that prompted me to do all this."

"Ha ha!"

Cloud poem rain sneers a way.

Qin Li said, "let's go!"

The three set out again, and soon after, they were close to the center.

From a distance, you can clearly see a bronze column, three hundred feet high, with more than a dozen embracing thicknesses, which indicates that the carving of complex spiritual patterns, even after years of destruction, still flows fluorescence and seals in all directions.

Yun Shiyu explained: "these are the Eight Trigram seal pillars left by the five immortals. In the center is the green spring. Where is the eye of the seal."

Qin Li sighed: "it's true that they are the only eight grade weapon refiners in all ages. They can make such exaggerated tools. It's a pity that after the final World War I, they were seriously injured and could not recover. They both made a great contribution to the past."

"Maybe Shuangxian is still alive!" Mu Yuege said coldly.

Yun Shiyu was shocked: "don't talk about it. Shuangxian took the pill of death. After the battle, he had already died. If they're still alive, why haven't they been seen for millions of years? "

Mu Yuege explained: "I heard a secret legend that after the end of the dark age, the two immortals were unwilling to fall, so after leaving the heritage treasure, they left the four directions and went to nothingness to look for hope."

Qin Li raised his eyebrows and felt that the legend might be true. After all, there is infinite possibility in the nothingness. Even if Shuangxian's life is not long, he will definitely go out for a fight.

"There's someone in front!" Cloud poetry rain said.

ahead.

A group of East fairy palace fairy kings gathered.

Among them are the old rivals of Yinfeng, Haibo and Bixiao.

"They are the immortals of the world!"

"It seems everyone is here!"

"Damn, this guy is so lucky!"

Bixiao fairy king is jealous and crazy, while WaiDao fairy Wang Mingming looks ordinary, but he is loved by Yun Shiyu and mu Yuege. Is it hard to see that all the beauties are blind now? I'm not a handsome guy.

Cloud poem rain goes up a few steps, ask a way: "how do you stop here?"

A fairy King explained: "seven little masters, the spring of green has changed. We are afraid of accidents, so we dare not rush forward."

"There seems to be something wrong with the array eye. Let's go and have a look."

Cloud poem rain greets.

Let's go.

Soon!

Reach the green spring.

This is a shallow pool, ten Zhang square, according to theory should be green springs, full of vitality. But now the pool is as black as ink, which contains a lot of resentment, forming a strong black fog of death.

In the clouds and fog, there is a dark shadow. It can't see its face clearly. It's unreal and unreal. It's actually a spirit of complaint. It's still chanting an old Ballad:

"Vegetation withers and flourishes, flowers bloom and fall, what do I want, only Changchun; Life, old age, illness, sadness and happiness, what do I want, only eternal life... "

The songs are long and melodious, with a simple philosophy, as if they were ancient songs, quiet and peaceful.

Cloud poem rain but hear creepy“ A spirit of complaint is actually spreading a song

Mu Yue's beautiful eyes were full of light: "the general spirit of resentment is often a collection of thousands of monks' grievances, so they look mixed. And the spirit of resentment in the spring turns into an independent human form, which means that it's just a person's resentment, and he can also sing poetry. He was absolutely full of resentment before he died! "

"Changchun, longevity..." Qin Li's eyes narrowed, and there was a kind of conjecture in his heart. He knew the owner of this resentment, so he was even more surprised and knew that he had come to a place where he could not live.