Taishang asks longevity

Chapter 807 Unreliable

"This one?"

Li Changsheng was slightly taken aback, and frowned.

This little old man, relying on the ancient copper coins handed down from his family, has made a mess of deduction, wouldn't it be even more unreliable to just point at him like this?
Maybe what kind of wild beast is hidden in this passage.

Although it is said that Li Changsheng is a brave man, but before he finds the treasure, his vitality will be consumed to some extent if he continues to fight like this. The key is that this palace, like a maze, is so big that it has no boundaries.

Seeing the hesitant look on Li Changsheng's face, the little old man said "Oops", grabbed Li Changsheng's arm, and said, "Go, go, trust me one more time, I won't harm you."

Li Changsheng was speechless for a moment, wanting to kill this bad old man.

The little old man grinned and said, "We are in the same boat now, if something happens, we will carry it together, don't worry."

The little old man patted his chest to reassure, with an impassioned and loyal look.

Li Changsheng took a look and said, "Then let's go!"

"okay!"

The little old man was in high spirits, and followed Li Changsheng into the passageway shining with red light.

The two walked along the way, but it was very peaceful.

I didn't notice anything weird, I just felt that the air around here seemed to be getting colder and colder.

"This……"

In an instant, the two of them stopped at the same time, their gazes remained motionless, and they only looked forward.

Ahead is the exit of the passage, and only a towering giant door can be seen, which seems to completely block the direction.

After hesitating for a moment, Li Changsheng said, "Let's go and have a look."

The voice fell, and he walked ahead.

Not long after, he came to the outside of the giant gate and looked up.

I only saw a plaque hanging on it, with four inscriptions written on it: Temple of the Ghost King.

"Huh... It seems that this time, I probably went right." The little old man showed a smug look on his face.

He chose one of the four, and he only won after choosing twice. I don't know where he is proud of.

Li Changsheng took a deep breath, smiled coldly, seemed a little disdainful, and said, "If you're a ghost, how can you be a god?"

"Haha...the eight ghost kings practice all the skills of ghosts. Even if they can achieve great abilities, they can't achieve Taoism and immortality. Naturally, they want to establish their own kingdom and call themselves gods. I see this palace, It should be the main hall here, presumably there should be treasures inside."

The little old man was talking excitedly, with greedy eyes already shining in his eyes.

To him, it doesn't matter whether it's a ghost or a god. What's important is that as long as there is a good treasure inside, it won't waste his trip here.

At this moment, the little old man couldn't restrain the joy in his heart, and hurriedly pushed the huge gate of the palace with his hands.

"Boom..."

The heavy sound suddenly came out.

For a moment, Li Changsheng only felt that there seemed to be a strange aura inside, as if it was going to go out through the crack of the door.

"Be careful……"

Li Changsheng's eyes widened, he was taken aback, shouted, and quickly dodged.

Sure enough, a black light, like a poisonous snake, sprang out with a "swish".

"oops!"

The little old man gasped, his scalp felt numb, and he wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

Li Changsheng was also taken aback at this time, and wanted to pull the little old man, but his reaction was already slow.

The little old man was in the front, and he was in the back. The speed of the black light was unimaginably fast.

"puff……"

In an instant, the black light pierced through the little old man's body, and the little old man spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

"Boom..."

Loud noises continued, and the gate of the palace opened wide.

An old breath seeps out from inside, the magnificent building is resplendent and dazzling.

It was very quiet inside, and nothing strange came out again.

Li Changsheng regained his composure, and hurried to the little old man's side.

The little old man fell to the ground, clutching his wound, panting heavily, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"You... how are you doing?"

Startled, Li Changsheng asked, and put his hand on the little old man's chest.

I just felt that inside the little old man's body, all internal organs seemed to be destroyed, and his breath was disordered. For a moment, he couldn't help being startled.

"I...I..." the little old man gasped heavily, and seemed to have exhausted all his strength before he murmured, "I'm afraid I won't be able to... this... this black light... hides the divine power of the eight ghost kings... ...I...have been injured in my internal cultivation..."

Having said that, the little old man paused, and his face became extremely pale.

"No...didn't...thought...my old bones...after all...will be broken here..."

The little old man was dying, and he looked like he was struggling to speak a word.

Li Changsheng took a deep breath and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He sensed that the little old man's injury was beyond his ability to heal. This black light seemed inconspicuous, but in fact it was an extremely powerful divine light. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for the eight ghost kings to place it at the door. Shenmang was designed to deal with Taoist master Yin Xi.

To deal with Yin Xi's divine light, if he shot the little old man, even if the gods descended to earth, they would be powerless to return to heaven.

At this moment, in the palace, there is suddenly a brilliant brilliance, flashing past.

In an instant, Li Changsheng's eyes were attracted, and he looked into the palace.

All I saw was a huge black ax floating in the air in the middle of the main hall, surrounded by countless black lights, as if supporting the black axe.

And in the innermost part of the hall, there is a long table inlaid with golden light and green stone. On the table, there is a brocade box. The light of the sun was like that, completely covering the brocade box in it.

"Death Axe?"

Seeing this dark axe, even the dying little old man couldn't help but widen his eyes, as if he couldn't believe it.

"Death Axe?" Li Changsheng was startled, and glanced at the little old man.

The little old man's face was pale, panting heavily, and said: "The Death Axe is the supreme weapon of the eight ghost kings. ...I didn't expect...the eight ghost kings to leave this magic weapon here..."

Hearing what the little old man said, Li Changsheng was stunned for a moment.

Unexpectedly, back then, the eight ghost kings didn't even dare to carry such an important magic weapon with them, but hid it here?
The little old man coughed dryly twice, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

Li Changsheng was startled and quickly supported him.

"I...I..." The little old man slowed down, and continued: "I'm afraid I can't do it...the baby here is yours...you must take it out...don't leave a needle To the people of Ghost King Sect."

Speaking of this, the little old man showed a stern look on his face, as if he hated the ghost king Zong to the bone.

"I'll try my best to help you stabilize your injury first..." Li Changsheng said before making a move.

But the little old man shook his head slightly, and said: "No need... no need... I can't die so quickly... You go in quickly and take all the treasures inside..."

"This..." Li Changsheng was startled.

"Go...don't worry about me..."

The little old man knew that his life was not long, and he didn't want Li Changsheng to waste his energy any longer.

(End of this chapter)