Chapter 95 Strange Array

This sad ghost cry made Lin Zhenton's hair stand on end, and the deep cave was silent everywhere in a strange and inexplicable atmosphere.

The sun was really burning, and it came out in Lin Zhen's hands. Around the light of the fire, Lin Zhen carefully observed the surroundings and listened attentively to the origin of the ghost screams that kept recalling in the cave.

For a long time, the source of the sound was finally determined, one of the countless corridors on one side of the wall.

Lin Zhen immediately got in. The corridor became wider and wider, and finally he was able to stand up. At this time, the sad voice became louder and louder and louder.

Finally, Lin Zhen arrived at the end of the corridor and immediately saw a scene that surprised him.

I saw countless ghosts flying around here, and these ghosts were all turned into fierce ghosts, and they were the kind without wisdom, leaving only a cruel nature.

There are thousands of such fierce ghosts flying around in this wide cave, constantly fighting and devouring each other. That sad voice is exactly the screams made when the fierce ghost was swallowed up.

Lin Zhen couldn't help taking a breath of cold air. So many fierce ghosts are not comparable to ordinary fierce souls. This thing has a real ghost body. Although it is just a condensed body of yin qi, it is no longer as easy to deal with fierce souls.

Looking down, a well made of bluestone bricks the size of a bowl mouth attracted Lin Zhen's attention. The well gushed out like a spring, but it was not water but fierce ghosts.

"If so many fierce ghosts are escaped by them, it will be a disaster." Lin Zhen looked solemnly at the fierce ghost that kept pouring out, and then made up his mind: "Anyway, we must find a way to seal the wellhead. Otherwise, these fierce ghosts will escape one day. And..."

Lin Zhen looked at the fierce ghosts that were constantly devouring each other and secretly worried: "If one day a fierce ghost happens to be lucky enough to devour other fierce ghosts without being swallowed up by the siege, the consequences of growing up will be unimaginable."

"Wow..." With a breath, Lin Zhen's body was shrouded in real fire, and the sword spirit of the Kowloon Sword scattered out crazily.

"A sword crosses the end of a hundred worlds..." The murderous spirit of the sky, accompanied by the first burst of sword fairy ballad, understood the sword way of killing, understood Lin Zhen, who used his love to use Kendo, and integrated into the sword fairy ballad for the first time.

A sword crossed the air, and thousands of swords were shot out. The exit of the corridor where Lin Zhen was instantly turned into powder, and a huge hole suddenly appeared.

The leaked sword spirit is like a sword to kill evil spirits. The real fire of the sun wrapped in the sun instantly spread throughout the cave, and the dark cave instantly becomes like the day.

The sword cut out by Lin Zhen seemed to cross time and space and rushed straight from the distant river of history. Everything was fixed. All the fierce ghosts in the cave were cut by this sword, and then their bodies were ignited by the true fire of the sun and turned into a flying flame.

After this sword, Lin Zhen's face turned pale. This sword actually used up Haoran's righteousness. If he hadn't practiced other skills, I'm afraid Lin Zhen would have been a thief at this moment.

Lin Zhen quickly jumped down and rushed straight to the mouth of the well. Under the colorful light shining above the Kowloon Sword, a boundary was formed in an instant, and then was covered by Lin Zhen on the well.

As soon as it was arranged, Lin Zhen immediately found that the mouth of the well spewed out again, and soon filled the boundary he had arranged, gradually showing signs of squeezing the boundary.

"The sun is really fire." Seeing this, Lin Zhen's face changed, and then his hands were led, and the sun and fire all over the hole were immediately attracted by Lin Zhen.

The real fire of the sun and even the fire of the sun just restrained the fierce ghosts and burned many fierce ghosts. The real fire of the sun attracted was several times more than that of Lin Zhen.

"Side to put the real fire of the sun into the well, how many fierce ghosts are burned, and I see how much you can spit out for me." After saying that, Lin Zhen waved his hands and the sun really hit the well.

Boom......

As if the torch fell into the oil barrel, the flames burst into the sky, and a sad scream kept coming out. The fierce ghost gushing out of the well was ignited in an instant and turned into the nourishment of the sun's real fire.

The bear flame made the whole cave bright. Lin Zhen saw that it was effective and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, under the light of this pillar of fire, Lin Zhen finally saw the cave clearly.

The wall of the cave is depicted with strange runes. Each rune emits a faint green flame, and there seems to be a pair of eyes in the flame, which makes Lin Zhenzhi's hair.

On the other side of this cave, an obviously artificial stone door is half open and half closed, and I don't know where it leads.

Lin Zhen hesitated for a moment, and then strode over: "If that's all right, I'd like to see what the secret is here."

Entering the stone gate is a regular passageway. The walls on both sides are still burning with green strange flames, and the flames reflect the whole passage into a faint green.

Lin Zhen was shocked again when he walked all the way to the end of this passage.

This is actually a broken space.

This space seems to have no gravity, countless rock fragments, countless corpses, and countless broken magic weapons floating there.

More than a soul of war condensed with fierce and powerful ideas, these enemies' souls of war are still fighting after they condensed into the soul of war for a long time after death.

This smashed space is still fluctuating. Lin Zhen does not dare to move at all and is afraid of being discovered by those war souls.

"At least hundreds of soul of war, each soul of war has the cultivation of the eighth realm. Damn it, this is simply a disaster." Lin Zhen counted carefully and was shocked. He could imagine how strong the deceased should have been. The soul of war condensed after death had such strong strength and was still in the continuous confrontation with the enemy.

Looking at this space, there is actually another mystery. There is a mirror hanging high above, and the appearance of the ghost world flashes faintly on the mirror, but below is a pool of water. The pool water is constantly churning, but it shoots thunder and lightning.

Lin Zhen was surprised to see the pool of water, which was obviously the power of thunder and lightning condensed to the extreme, but the mirror hanging high in the sky made Lin Zhen feel familiar, as if he had seen it in the Marlboro.

Lin Zhen immediately recalled it carefully, but he did not remember any record of this mirror.

In doubt, suddenly a soul of war in the sky shouted and punched his opponent into pieces. Under the aftershock, a hole in the space opposite Lin Zhen suddenly appeared. Outside the hole was the same stone wall as Lin Zhen's place.

"What is this? This space was deliberately broken and stabilized here, so what is the intention? Lin Zhen immediately understood the secret of this space.

I don't know who can break this space and use great magic power to stabilize here, so after breaking the space wall, he actually saw the opposite wall instead of chaos.

At this moment, the soul of war who had just defeated his opponent suddenly made a shocking roar, and Lin Zhen hurriedly looked up.

However, the high-hanging giant mirror actually shot a yellow light, shining on the soul of war, and then the light flashed, and the soul of war immediately disappeared, and then two rays of light shone on the two bodies scattered in space. The two bodies then slowly rose up two remnants, and the underground thunder pool But two thunder lights were fired in it.

Thunder was directly poured into the two remnants, and then the two remnants quickly turned into two new souls of war, and the two new souls fought together again.

Lin Zhen was shocked when he saw this: "This...this...how can this be like what Aini said about the art of raising gi in Miaojiang? Is it that this place was built to cultivate the soul of war? But this is the place where immortals fought with ghosts in those years, and these corpses were also left by the war. What on earth is this? There should be no reason for the two sides of the war to destroy their own bodies like this.

Everything in front of him was beyond Lin Zhen's imagination. A guess rose in his heart, but he dared not continue to think about it.

Lin Zhen looked here for a long time and finally confirmed that this is a place to cultivate the soul of war.

"Break this space, stabilize this broken semi-chaotic space and seal it here, and lay this strange formation to cultivate the god of war. The mirror is used to absorb the cultivated soul of war, and the remnant soul sealed in the bodies of countless war dead immortals and ghosts is used as the material, and the thunder pool gathered below for some reason is used as energy. What a layout. In this way, I'm afraid that the war between immortals and ghosts was also used. Lin Zhen's idea scared him and plotted many immortals and ghosts at the same time. Who is this person?

You should know that to a certain extent, if someone plots or has any danger, you will know that the higher the cultivation, the more difficult it is to be plotted.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Lin Zhen's mind: "Raising the soul of war? Raise the soul of war? That's right. I remember. The trum torch burns all year round, and its fire is the ancestor of all fires in the world. In the past, the Sui people took flint wood and made fire to teach the world, and then he gained great merit in the world, so he succeeded in the sacred weapon. Later, a demon in the demon world was born, killing all spirits with a magic weapon war soul mirror to nourish the soul of war. The descendants of the Sui people defeated it, and the demon master was defeated, and his magic weapon was nowhere to be found. At that time, as soon as the flame came out, thousands of spaces were extinguished. The demon has nowhere to hide, and the demon's body has been burned several times, and its power is boundless.

I think of the record of the flint torch recorded in the Marlboro record, and how similar the current situation is to the record of a demon who defeated a magic treasure to raise the soul of war.

"This should be the disappearing soul mirror, but who used it to arrange the array?" Lin Zhen's eyes flashed.

Suddenly, a bold idea rose in Lin Zhenzhen, and then a blazing flame ignited on the Kowloon Sword. Lin Zhen tried his best to exert the strongest flame he could resist at present: "Since you could be defeated by the flame when you had a master, today I will try to see if you, the magic weapon that lost your master. Defeat."