Chapter 247, re-enter the tomb
The vast desert is vast, and I don't know how many thousands of miles.
The morning glow is bright, and the golden light falls, reflecting the warmth of people.
A team appeared on the horizon. They wore strange clothes and ran on the vast desert at an extremely fast speed.
"Oh..."
A roar like a wolf howling came from the team and spread in the vast world.
Soon, the group came to a special area. It is shrouded in gray-brown fog all year round and has not been scattered for decades.
In the gray-brown fog, strange breaths emanate, which makes people afraid.
Ling Xiaolou stood outside the mass graveyard and looked at the gray-brown airflow. In his intuition, a roaring resentment appeared. Next to him was Lu Lin, who showed curiosity.
Behind them are Li Jin and six elite members of the Black Bear Gang, both of whom have been specially trained by Lu Lin and have learned something.
"Wow..."
In the gray-brown fog, there is a sound like a ghost roar, which makes people shudder.
Lu Lin stood still, looking solemn and said in a low voice, "Brother Ling, this 10,000-person cemetery seems a little strange. Are you sure you don't need us to go in with you?"
"It's very dangerous inside, and you will die if you go in with your cultivation!" Ling Xiaolou said rudely, "You practice on the periphery of the tens of thousands of people and wait for me to return."
After a pause, Ling Xiaolou said solemnly, "Remember, don't go deep."
"All right!" Lu Lin nodded helplessly and agreed.
His cultivation is now low, and Jingyuan is not strong enough. He is not as good as Li Jin, let alone improve Jingyuan and understand the true meaning of martial arts.
This made him quite painful, especially when he fought with Huangfu and was punched, which made him angry.
When he heard that Brother Ling was coming to the cemeteries of tens of thousands of people, he learned that this was a good place to practice and followed without hesitation.
From Li Jin, he learned Brother Ling's real cultivation and knew that his current strength could only be a burden and dragging down Brother Ling, so he wanted to work hard.
Ling Xiaolou told Lu Lin and others to say a few words, and then entered the gray-brown airflow. With the marks left last time, he went deep into the tomb of tens of thousands of people.
He came to the cemetery of tens of thousands of people this time to harvest blood.
Sixty-six days have passed since the last arrangement of the blood shadow array. Today is the day to open the magic array and get the blood shadow.
"Oh..."
Not long after Lingxiao Tower rushed into the cemetery of tens of thousands of people, a ferocious resentment came in the gray-brown fog.
This is a humanoid resentment, covered with a layer of black armor, and the eyes are blood red, emitting a strong breath of death.
It held a rusty spear in its hand and immediately killed it.
Wh!
The rusty spear stirred the fog, and the sharp pointed black light flashed across the void and stabbed the Lingxiao Tower, as if to nail him here.
The essence in Ling Xiaolou's body roared, and the acupuncture point in his right wrist was slightly bright, and a dark knife was held in his hand.
The complex blood-colored pattern on the broad knife lit up, dazzling, charming and gorgeous.
Ling Xiaolou stood still, waved the broad knife and cut forward.
The rusty spear hit hard with a broad knife, like a gold and stone, which is very harsh.
The humanoid resentment howled and flew backwards, and the rusty spear fell off the rusty spots.
The human-shaped resentment quickly landed. With a trace of wisdom, he instinctively felt the threat and turned around and fled without hesitation.
"Want to escape? Where is it so easy?" Ling Xiaolou roared, leaving a shadow on his body, and quickly spied to the human-shaped resentment.
The red fire essence roared in the body, pouring into the broad knife along the arm meridians, lighting up the runes on the broad knife.
The broad knife and blue snow scratched strange traces in the air and cut to the neck of the humanoid resentment.
Sneer...
A slight explosion sounded, and the head of the human-shaped resentment exploded and turned into a wisp of black airflow and was absorbed by the broad knife and blue snow.
Ling Xiaolou waved the broad knife continuously, and the body of the human-shaped resentment also exploded, turning into a black airflow and pouring into the broad knife.
"Have there been any changes in the cemetery? Why is the strength of resentment increasing? Ling Xiaolou muttered to himself.
He is still only out of the periphery of the tens of thousands of people's cemetery, and he has encountered the resentment of a martial arts master comparable to Jingyuan, which is beyond his expectation.
I meditated for a long time and couldn't figure out the reason. Ling Xiaolou looked solemn and carefully went deep into the graveyard of tens of thousands of people.
Half an hour later, Ling Xiaolou was ragged, his face turned white, and his heart sighed.
A big change must have taken place in the tens of thousands of cemeteries, and the number of resentment spirits has soared, and the strength of resentment has also soared a lot.
At this moment, there is still a long way from the place where the blood shadow array is arranged, but he has killed several resentment of the martial arts masters who understand the truth.
A head-sized gray crow could actually make a sound attack and manipulate the gray-brown fog to produce terrible power, and he almost fell.
There are also human-shaped grievances, terrible black grass, crystal blue diamond-like scorpions, fierce and violent ape...
He consumed a lot in the war with these powerful grievances.
After walking for a while, Lingxiao Tower encountered a powerful resentment again. But this time he restrained his breath and quickly fled, not fighting with these grievances.
But when he was about to arrive at his destination, he was hunted down by a gray crow leader.
This gray crow is as big as his two heads, and its body is covered with a layer of dense scales, shining with the unique cold luster of metal, which is very powerful.
This is a mutant gray crow, between the wings and fan, two horrible tornadoes like two sharp blades, attacking left and right, cutting into the Lingxiao Tower.
Ling Xiaolou roared like an arrow away from the string, avoiding the killing of a tornado and swinging a broad knife to cut the gray crow.
"Squeak..."
The gray crow screamed twice, its wings flapped again, its body retreated violently, and the broad knife fell empty.
The gray crow flew back and stopped more than 100 meters away from the Lingxiao Building, making a harsh cry, resonating with the gray-brown fog, and a gray dragon dozens of meters long came.
The true intention of the gray crow is actually a gray dragon. Seeing this scene, Ling Xiaolou sighed inexplicably.
When the gray dragon came, Ling Xiaolou put away the broad knife, took out the rune bow and arrow, and did not hesitate to open the bow and shoot the arrow.
!
A flame flowed across the sky, through layers of fog, and rushed straight to the gray crow.
Boom!
A firelight soared into the sky, and the gray-brown airflow cuffed violently.
The gray crow turns into a black airflow and blends into the fog.
With the fall of the gray crow, the gray dragon also collapsed and soon disappeared.
"Nima...what the hell happened?" Ling Xiaolou cursed in a low voice.
Although he also encountered a strong resentment when he came last time, it was far less than this time, and he was not as powerful as this time.
After a few curses, Ling Xiaolou was in a better mood and continued to go deep into the cemeteries of 10,000 people.
Fortunately, he was not far from the area where the blood shadow array was arranged. He restrained his breath and lurked carefully. Soon, he arrived at his destination without danger.
"Dude..." Ling Xiaolou looked ahead and muttered to himself.
The place where the original array was originally arranged was shrouded in a strong black airflow that couldn't melt, and the howling sound came from it.
Lingxiaolou looked at the eyebrow position of the skull face, where there was a resentment and a connection with him.
Blood shadow! He felt the existence of blood shadow!
He succeeded!
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