Chapter 218

The tomb of demons is huge, just like an underground maze.

Since entering the Western passage, Lu Qingshan and his four people seem to have entered a long road that can't go to the end.

It was dark and quiet.

Xianhuaibi's eyes flashed a light and looked around vigilantly, but he didn't find anything.

It seems extremely safe here.

"Lu Qingshan, something's wrong." at this time, the voice of the West mouse king came, and it took the lead in discovering the signs. "This section of the road suddenly has a lot of extremely Yin and cold strange breath."

Lu Qingshan stopped.

"What's the matter?" Dan Tai Qingrun asked.

Lu Qingshan's eyes fell on the edge of the stone wall above his head, and his pupils glittered slightly.

I don't know when a face suddenly appeared there.

An ugly and terrible face with green light in his eyes, like two ghost fires, sharp fangs and scars on his face.

Woo woo ~

The ghost face came out of the wall, made a harsh scream and jumped at Qin Yitian standing beside Lu Qingshan.

Hoo!

Qin Yitian's face remained unchanged. He quickly shook his sleeves and a flame wave appeared. In an instant, the ghost face was covered and burned, turning it into a blue smoke.

But at this time, it was not just a ghost face. More and more horror faces almost the same appeared on the rock wall, which was very gloomy and frightening.

The king of the West mouse quickly ran back and hid back on Lu Qingshan. The little bird depends on people.

Dantai Qingrun and Xianhuai wall finally found these faces.

"What is this?" Xian huaibi was startled.

"Making trouble for the tiger is a ghost." Lu Qingshan said.

Ghost is one of the most powerful blood talents of the tiger demon. Through this technique, the tiger demon can refine the human and animal resentment souls swallowed and killed by him into ghost for his own use.

He was killed by the tiger demon. After he died, he not only couldn't reincarnate, but also had to work for the tiger demon.

Sounds like a very vicious spell.

These faces emerged from the stone wall, all blue, and rushed over with open teeth and claws.

With a cool hum from the dantai, the Lingyin sword flew out, and hundreds of cool lights flickered in the dark channel.

The sword of the waning moon passed through the heads of these ghosts, and then the ghosts turned into a blue smoke and disappeared.

"Just the weakest kid, vulnerable." Xian huaibi said.

Lu Qingshan frowned and looked serious.

He looked deep into the passage.

Dantai's clear and moist action is like lighting a fuse. In the dark underground demon tomb, there is more and more yin and cold breath emerging.

Because the closed air seemed a little dull, the air became more chaotic at this time, and strange movements began to ring one after another.

The road ahead is full of ghosts.

These ghosts are either lurking in the shadow or attached to the rock wall, as if they are sleeping.

But at this moment, these ghosts woke up and rushed to the landing green mountain. There were a large number of horrors.

Vibration!

In the cave, a sword light flashed.

Longque sword appeared in Lu Qingshan's hand.

He turned his spirit power on the dragon and sparrow sword a little and hissed. The phoenix pattern on the dragon and sparrow sword flashed slightly, and a shallow Flame Wave floated on the sword.

The flame and wave as like as two peas of Qin depend on heaven.

Hoo! Hoo!

Hundreds of ghosts in different forms roll and pounce, like a black wave, with amazing momentum and out of sight.

Xianhuaibi's face changed, but at the first time, his flesh immediately flashed a brilliant aura. All his skin turned into a rock gray, and his blood gushed out. One person blocked the front.

This is the duty of physical training.

After a few breaths, a green Wolf ghost has rushed to Xianhuai wall, and the green sharp nails are scratched towards the neck of Xianhuai wall.

This is also a little ghost, which is equivalent to the combat power of the foundation friar.

Dang Dang!

After a very sharp metal friction sound, the ghost's nail was broken directly.

On the neck of Xianhuai wall, there was only a shallow white mark.

The green Wolf ghost who ate the pain had no time to express his anger. In an instant, a sound burst out and a red light had passed through his body.

That's Lu Qingshan's flying sword.

Under this sword, the green Wolf suddenly burst out a blue blood mist.

The blood mist floated and dissipated along the chaotic Yin wind in the channel.

But this sword is not over yet. Killing a green Wolf ghost doesn't seem to consume too much power of the flying sword. The Dragon Bird sword rages against other ghosts.

Poof poof! Boom, boom!

Another five or six blood fog burst out.

With only an understatement, Lu Qingshan killed six or seven ghosts of the same level.

It was so easy that xianhuaibi, who did not know much about Lu Qingshan's strength, was surprised.

What a strong sword repair!

But this scene did not deter any ghosts, but seemed to stimulate them and make them more crazy.

Immediately, a dozen ghosts rushed up along the rock wall, opened their big mouth and bit at the fresh bosom wall.

These ten ghosts are much stronger than the previous green Wolf ghosts. In terms of lethality, they can be comparable to the friars in the early days of the golden pill.

But even so, the gloomy tusks of these ten ghosts biting on the skin of Xianhuai wall are still futile and can't break his defense at all.

Xianhuaibi took the opportunity to summon his spiritual power, and his blood shook. With the sound of clicking, the fangs of these ghosts were broken by him

Boom!

Lu Qingshan's Dragon sparrow sword danced out again. The flame was mixed with the sword light, pierced the darkness, burst and scattered.

Ghosts belong to ghosts. Dragon and sparrow swords are in charge of divine fire. The flame waves burst from the phoenix pattern also have an additional damage bonus to the upper soul body. It's especially easy to cut ghosts.

The ghost was cut into smoke and scattered with the movement of the dragon and bird sword.

But clearly it is only a soul. When these ghosts die, they will emit a very strong bloody smell, which is very strange.

The blood smell aroused the ferocity of more ghosts and made them roar darkly.

The roar was like a wave.

Ghosts are like boiling water, pouring in one after another.

"Enough!"

Dan Tai Qingrun looked at these crazy ghosts and said coldly.

Qiuhong sword comes out of the body. The blue light on the sword is full, turns into ripples and spreads outward.

Whew!

The sword turns into streamer, crosses the wall of fresh bosom and penetrates into the ghost group.

The aura is vast, like the ups and downs of the sea, and the waves roll the sky. At this moment, it turns out to illuminate this dark channel, just like the day.

And all ghosts exposed to the sword light are like being melted by the sun and turned into ashes in an instant.

With such a move, dantai Qingrun completed the clearing, and the bustling ghosts in the channel were purged and emptied, and fell into silence again.