undead warrior

Chapter 115 Ghost Soldier

"It's so much like a phantom. Void beasts can release something like this, but it's a smiling face, and there are no weapons and equipment." Mo Wentian also burst into foul language.

"You haven't seen it before. It's called ghost soldiers. An ancient evil sect refined the souls of strong people. It's extremely evil and cruel."

Situ Shuo finally managed to win the round. This time he was more knowledgeable than Mo Wentian. Mo Wentian ignored him but stood up and took out the top-quality spiritual energy stone from the evil ghost ring, sighing loudly.

"Good stuff! Some people don't enjoy it."

Situ Shuo was in a bad mood, he had the urge to vomit blood and strangle Mo Wentian to death, and watched helplessly as he put away the top-quality spirit stone that belonged to him.

The elegant appearance disappeared, and he stood up and said viciously, "The weakness of the ghost soldier is the armor. As long as the armor is smashed, they will lose their form and dissipate in the world."

"It's easy to do!"

Immediately, someone took a few steps forward, knelt down and took out a strong crossbow, put down the crossbow and shot it in.

"puff!"

The crossbow pierced through the armor of a ghost soldier, but it didn't work.

"It's smashing the armor. It's useless to shoot through it. They probably can't bend over. Fortunately, the stone door is stuck. If we open it directly, we will be miserable."

Situ Shuo explained confidently, but Mo Wentian shook his head and said calmly, "The Shimen is probably designed like this on purpose, so that those who open it will retreat in spite of difficulties."

"We are here to accept the inheritance of the gods. This is obviously a test. How can people retreat in spite of difficulties? Don't pretend to understand, okay?"

Faced with Situ Shuo's sarcasm, Mo Wentian didn't say a word. He already decided that it was not simple, and that the inheritance of the gods might be a trap.

"You have a chain on your knife, hurry up and drag out a ghost soldier to try."

Mo Wentian looked at Dongfang Hero dictating to him amusedly, and instead of listening to his instructions, he turned around and left, found a place to sit in the corner, and saw what they would do.

Cai Qifeng hesitated for a moment, but still felt that something was wrong, she silently walked to him and stood beside him.

Situ Shuo shouted loudly, "Listen to me, everyone, now that there is no way back, we can only unite and move forward bravely. Whoever has a way to drag the ghost soldiers out should try quickly."

Someone really brought something like a rope, and immediately responded to the call, bent down and threw the rope in. There was a hook at one end of the rope, which was used to climb walls. Together they forcefully dragged the ghost soldier to the ground, and dragged them out.

The ghost soldier struggled violently, but the rope was so tough that it couldn't be chopped at all. Once it was pulled out, it was cut into pieces by random knives.

A puff of black smoke rose, helmets, boots and weapons were immediately scattered, and people showed joy.

Situ Shuo even showed a hint of complacency, and said flauntingly, "Let me tell you, as long as the armor is smashed..."

Before he finished speaking, his face changed. The cloud of black air did not disperse, but condensed into a human shape again. Now his face was no longer a crying face, but an evil smiling face, which directly penetrated into the body of a demon.

The demon immediately stiffened and stopped moving, the luster in his eyes faded quickly, turning into dead fish eyes, but a strange smile gradually appeared on his face, and the next moment the black shadow came out and rushed to the next one.

Facing the approaching black shadow, the man slashed with his sword, and the blade cut open the black shadow's body, but the black shadow still rushed into his body.Just like the previous demon, he immediately kept his posture still, and gradually revealed a strange smile on his face.

"Run away..."

"Situ Shuo, you fucking bastard, what kind of idea are you coming up with!"

The crowd immediately exploded and fled in all directions. The black shadow appeared again and began to pursue.

"The ghost soldier turned into a ghost without the restraint of armor, which is interesting!"

This time it was Mo Wentian's turn to gloat, Cai Qifeng wanted to drag him away, but saw him walking quickly towards the ghost with a calm expression on his face.

The phantom was about to rush into the back of a person, but was suddenly blocked by Mo Wentian, and the forward body hurriedly stopped, but was stabbed into the body by the Suiyue knife.

The weird smiling face became horrified, and he wanted to struggle to escape, but was quickly absorbed by the Sui Yue Knife, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Cai Qifeng's eyeballs were about to pop out, Mo Wentian was only able to do something fatal to others, she couldn't believe it, but she couldn't believe it.

Even if one day he says he can kill a god, I guess I will believe it!

Just after he finished sighing, he came to a corpse and blew violently, and the corpse immediately collapsed into a pile of Xisha. Before he finished, he put away the opponent's weapon and storage ring, and walked to another corpse Do the same next to the corpse.

The fleeing crowd stopped and watched in shock as he took away the valuables from the corpse, then bent down and got into the inner side of the stone door, and the sound of fighting immediately came from inside.

Everyone went back to Shimen not far away and squatted down to watch. They could only see Mo Wentian's footsteps moving quickly, as if he was chasing those ghost soldiers. Weapons and armor kept falling on the ground. Someone saw Mo Wentian bending over to pick up the spoils.

This is the end of the kill?

Everyone who saw this scene raised question marks, Situ Shuo couldn't help but was the first to bend down and enter the inside of the door, he believed it!
People entered the door one after another, staring blankly at Mo Wentian collecting the loot, no one snatched it, the scene was eerily quiet.

It happened to be only a hundred ghost soldiers, and when they saw Mo Wentian, they didn't dare to do anything, and they didn't need to chop up their armor and turn them into ghosts.

Absorbing a hundred phantoms made the phantom of the phantom in Mo Wentian's soul more solid, and he couldn't help guessing that the phantom was also like a ghost soldier, and was refined by people?But why can they still breed offspring?

There were more and more doubts, Mo Wentian got up after packing up the booty, and looked at the others, everyone stood in front of them blankly.

There is a river in front, but what flows is not river water but magma, exuding fiery high temperature, blowing out bubbles from time to time and spraying out fire pillars, there is a black bridge on the magma river, it seems to be made of metal, and it is full of mysterious inscriptions .

There is an altar on the ground of the magma river. There is a torture frame on the altar. Many chains hang down, and a shriveled humanoid object is hung.

At this moment, many people realized that things were not that simple, perhaps the truth was what Mo Wentian said, those ghost soldiers were not taking postgraduate entrance examinations, but preventing people from entering.No one dared to take the lead on the metal bridge, fearing that like the previous few times, those who took the lead would die unexpectedly.

"What do you think?"

Situ Shuo actually took the initiative to ask Mo Wentian, and the rest of the people listened with pricked ears. Now that they have come to this point, many people have given up the idea of ​​inheriting the gods and just want to get out alive.

Mo Wentian didn't say a word, but walked straight up the metal bridge, looking very casual, walking over it very easily.

People peeked at each other, and for some reason, Cai Qifeng opened her air-treading boots, and walked along the bridge deck in a volley, and followed Mo Wentian towards the altar.

Does this work too?
Cai Qifeng wasn't the only one wearing the walking boots. Immediately, someone followed Lingkong and walked over. Those who didn't have walking boots gritted their teeth and stamped their feet, boldly stepped onto the bridge deck, and ran quickly after seeing nothing.

This became the safest pass since entering the tomb of the gods. When people came to the altar, Mo Wentian and Cai Qifeng were already standing on it, looking at the mummy on the rack.

This mummy doesn't look like a human being. It has scales on its body, and it doesn't look like a demon. There are many bone spurs in many places, and its head is more hideous and terrifying than the most demonized demon.His body was covered with bruises, and it looked like he had been brutally killed with a knife. There was a big hole in his chest, and his heart was dug out.

"This is a monster!"

Cai Qifeng's words came into his ears, Mo Wentian just nodded, he also recognized the ogre, but the ogres appeared in Tongtian Continent in ancient times?Still being hanged here as a sacrifice?

There is a depression on the platform of the altar, and there are stairs winding down. When people walked up to the altar and saw the stairs, some people hesitated and ran down first.

"God!"

Exclamations came from below, people ran down quickly, Mo Wentian and Cai Qifeng walked slowly behind and down the stairs.

The stairs deeper underground disappeared, and there was another huge space, which was full of boiling magma. A metal corridor stood on the magma, connecting more altars.There are torture racks on every altar, and there are not only mummified corpses of vicious demons on them, but also taller bodies, some of which are several feet high, which are even more hideous and terrifying.

demon!

These two words came out of Mo Wentian's mind, and he immediately remembered that he gave Guo Leng Baimei a demon arm, she was very happy at that time.It's a pity that these demon corpses have lost any energy fluctuations, and they have completely lost their use value. The only function of staying there is to shock the intruders like them.

People watched hundreds of mummified corpses on the altar slowly moving forward. At the end of the corridor was a high platform. When they walked up to the high platform, all the people were stunned.

There are many half-person-high stone pillars on it, and various things are placed on the stone pillars. All of them look good, and they are all treasures left over from the ancient times.

In the middle of these stone pillars, there is another carpet that is still bright in color, until it reaches a small high platform. On this small high platform, there is a throne. A white-haired man in a mask rests his hands on his cheeks in a pensive gesture, but his fists have also dried up. , It's dead for a long time at a glance.

On the side of the throne, there are star-spotted mirrored portals quietly standing there, which may be the exit.

"Grab!"

Who knows who yelled, waking up the stunned crowd. They rushed towards the treasures, only to find that their bodies sank and their speed became extremely slow.

All the people who stepped forward became slow motion, and even the words that came out of their mouths turned into long, strange tones. The carpet went straight to the mirrored portal.

The same body sank turned into slow motion, seeing that he was not going to grab those treasures, Cai Qifeng raised her hand slowly and anxiously.

"Fake……"

Mo Wentian's words also drew a long tone, the space here seemed to be slowed down a lot, and the body was also under ten times the pressure of other places.

"what……"

There was a long echo of a scream, and some people started to attack, slowly hacking to death those who blocked their way, revealing their ferocious nature in order to fight for the treasure.

(End of this chapter)