Proud Evil God Concubine

Chapter 356 Secret of the Imperial Tomb ([-])
What it is?
Long Qingyue frowned, and with a surge of spiritual power between her fingers, she knocked out the lump.

"Ah Yan, you are here..." She raised her head and raised her eyes, only to see that the originally handsome face in front of her eyes instantly changed into a hideous and terrifying face, her eyes were red, filled with hatred, revealing her sharp fangs, "Hiss" He jumped up immediately.

Long Qingyue was startled, and the Nine Nether Fires shot out, and the white shadow that had transformed into Qin Lieyan was immediately burnt to pieces.

Before Long Qingyue could think about what was going on, there was another pair of red eyes, a white figure, followed by two pairs, three pairs... seven pairs, eight pairs... countless pairs of red eyes ...

Hatred and greedy desire shone in every pair of eyes.

This, is this a ghost?

With the help of Jiuyou Minghuo, Long Qingyue finally saw the white thing in front of her eyes clearly.

　 But, isn't this the underground of the imperial mausoleum? Why are there so many ferocious ghosts?Three floors inside and three floors outside, almost completely enclosing the entire space.

The ghosts surrounding him didn't rush forward immediately, as if they were afraid of something.

Yes, it seems to be afraid of her Nine Nether Fire.

Between the slender fingers, Jiuyouminghuo danced lightly, forming a confrontation with countless ghosts. Although the aura of Jiuyouminghuo was terrifying, but because there were too many ghosts here, it suppressed the aura of Jiuyouminghuo.

At this time, when Long Qingyue was not paying attention, a few ghosts rushed over and bit Nangong Yun's foot and dragged it away.

With a flick of the Nine Nether Fire, a few ghosts fled in fright. One side chased them away, and another few ghosts rushed over, biting Long Qingyue's clothes, and one of them bit Long Qingyue's foot. On the ground, the sweet smell of blood aroused their madness and viciousness even more.

Squeeze the tactic with your fingers, and the white flames bloom like lotus flowers in the palm of your hand, splashing everywhere, and there is a "crackling" sound wherever it passes, and hundreds of ghosts around you are wiped out in the blink of an eye, but one wave of sacrifices, another wave Welling up, endlessly.

After Long Qingyue threw dozens of white fire lotuses, cold sweat couldn't help but well up on his forehead.

"Zhizhi... Oh my god, is this hell?" Huo Yu poked her head out of Long Qingyue's collar, and couldn't help shivering when she saw so many white fluttering.

The ghost rushed forward again, but before it got close, it was burned by the flames of Long Qingyue and Huo Yu until there was not even a scum left.

The eyes of the other ghosts showed fear, they did not dare to rush forward again, and lingered in place, screaming sharply and terrifyingly, piercingly ear-piercing.

Long Qingyue couldn't help feeling her scalp tingle for a while. Anyone who saw so many ghosts at once would not be able to bear it, as if they had come to the Nine Nether Hell.

In the darkness, Nangong Yun woke up slowly, seeing so many ghosts all of a sudden, he couldn't help but froze in place, but there was no trace of fear on his pale face, instead he was a little confused, and murmured, "Am I Dead? Is this the underworld?"

When he looked up and saw Long Qingyue, he was slightly startled, "Why are you here, are you her, or... are you here to pick me up?"

Long Qingyue rolled her eyes depressedly, "You are not dead, we are underground in the imperial mausoleum."

"Under the Imperial Tomb?" Nangong Yun slowly came to his senses, looking around, "Then what's going on here?"

Long Qingyue shook her head, "I don't know either, this is your home territory, shouldn't you know it better than me?"

(End of this chapter)