From Jiu Shu's world

Chapter 581
The gloomy mist of the imperial mausoleum was still billowing, and after the soldiers guarding outside were cleared away, the billowing became more and more gloomy.

That kind of Yin Qi condenses like a solid body, and it seems to form countless grimaces faintly.

Everyone in Henry Zhang went down the hillside and came to the front of Huangling Mountain, everyone looked very serious.

Such a strong and terrifying yin and suffocation means that this trip will never come to peace.

"The situation in Huangling Mountain is difficult to understand. It is unpredictable to enter this time. Fellow Daoists, please be careful."

"Senior Brother Zhang, when you join our industry, you have life and death, so what are you worried about?"

Just after Zhang Qingsong finished speaking, Zheng Qiu, a casual cultivator, suddenly laughed. He was alone, and by chance, he got the inheritance of an old Taoist priest.

After wandering for many years, I don't know how many demons and demons have been slain, and many things have indeed been overlooked.

When Zheng Qiu said this, many monks who were originally serious suddenly laughed. In the past, there was no fear in slaying demons and demons, but today I can't see through them.

Although everyone laughed, none of the few Lianxu, except Henry Zhang, felt relaxed.

The more powerful it is, the more you can feel the strangeness in the imperial mausoleum, the turbulence of Yin Qi is second, and there seem to be more things hidden in it.

Zhang Qingsong was full of worries, and he didn't know whether he would be able to come out after going in this time.

But in the end it was the leader of the Zhengyi faction, with a forced smile on his face, he said, "Friends of the Daoist, enter the battle."

After receiving the order, a group of monks stepped into the gloomy imperial tomb.

Although there are no fewer than two or three hundred of them, none of them is a fool. The people behind the scenes are not only powerful, but also able to send countless people to stop the various factions.

That means that there may be more dangers in this imperial tomb, and once one steps into it, one's life or death will be uncertain.

It is precisely because of this determination that there is a little more windy and cold feeling in Yi Shuihan.

When everyone stepped into the range of the imperial mausoleum, they felt that the scene in front of them had changed, as if the world had changed.

It looks like a gray imperial mausoleum from the outside, but it is terribly decayed at this time. The trees in the imperial mausoleum are withered and decayed, the sky is gray and the sun is not visible, and it is constantly changing.

This environment is like putting people in a coffin, depressing and terrifying. As soon as they entered, they felt that the spiritual power in their bodies was suppressed a lot.

"Is this a ghost domain?"

Master Ci'en asked with a serious face. Such an appearance of isolation from the outside world made him think of the ghosts he encountered in dealing with evil spirits in the past.

The ghost domain has always been troublesome. The power of the ghosts in it has increased by three points out of thin air. If the cultivation base is a little higher than those ghosts, I am afraid that they will be blocked by the ghosts and cannot escape.

"It's not Ghostland."

Henry Zhang vetoed it when he opened his mouth. Although the scene in front of him was isolated from the outside world, it was not because of the ghost domain, but the dragon lock array arranged by the man behind the scene.

The dragon aura in the world is so huge, if there is no feng shui formation to gather this dragon aura in this place, it would have been a strange phenomenon long ago.

Henry Zhangdao: "This place has been arranged with a very clever formation. The land veins are connected, and the dragon energy is arrested. It is very powerful, so it is isolated from the outside world."

"Feng Shui formation, don't we step into someone else's territory?"

Among the monks, there was one with an unsightly face and asked. ,

"That's not necessarily the case. Detaining the dragon's energy has already involved more than half of the power of this Fengshui formation. It is not easy to mobilize this formation to deal with us."

Henry Zhang said something, and everyone looked slightly relaxed, Zhang Qingsong said: "Fellow Taoists, let's go deep into the imperial mausoleum, if we don't stop it, that person will be done."

In the imperial mausoleum, although it was dark and strange, everyone could still faintly feel the wisps of dragon energy, attracting towards the center.

Then it gradually disappeared without a breath.

Everyone knew that things should not be delayed, so they quickly ran towards the middle of the imperial mausoleum.

The imperial mausoleum occupies the word Mausoleum, which doesn't just refer to the mausoleum, but refers to the entire mountain where the royal family is buried.

The underground palace is buried underground, but there are half a lot of buildings on the ground.

The long spiritual path paved with bluestone bricks extends to the depths of Huangling Mountain, a distance of a thousand meters.

Both sides of the Lingdao were originally neat and lush trees, pines and cypresses, but now the branches and leaves are rotten, and the rotten leaves have shed a thick layer, exuding a rotten smell.

The still lingering trunks and branches are twisted and withered like ghost hands.

A group of monks are veterans who have been slaying demons and demons for many years. Although they saw such a repressed and terrifying spiritual way, they felt nothing but boredom and no fear.

They walked quickly on the spiritual path and went straight to the depths of the imperial tomb.

But the road had just come to a normal level, when suddenly the surrounding Yin Qi condensed and surged up and down, and even made several whirlwinds, rolled up many dead leaves, and flew all over the sky.

Henry Zhang's expression changed slightly, and he felt the condensed yin energy under the ground, and immediately shouted: "Seniors, be careful, there is something underground."

As soon as the words were finished, everyone was startled, the originally flat blue bricks started to stir, it was weird and terrifying, and the clattering noises were dense and frightening.

The entire spiritual path seemed to be pushed by countless things underneath, and it was terrifying to watch.

Suddenly a pale hand flew up against the blue brick and stretched out, the nails were so sharp that it was scary.

The hand came out first, then slowly grabbed the ground, and slowly came out from inside.

The eyes are empty, the body is thin and pale, exuding a cold breath, this is a walking corpse with Taoism.

"Fellow daoists, be careful, all the corpses are buried, this place is a place for refining corpses."

Zhang Qingsong reminded everyone that with a swipe of the mahogany sword in his hand, he chopped off the pale claws that had just emerged from his feet, leaving behind a few drops of black blood.

The Taoists didn't need Zhang Qingsong's reminder, they had long been vigilant in their hearts, and now the corpses are crawling out one after another, they still don't know what the bottom line is

There are more and more walking corpses, just popping out, I'm afraid there are thousands of them.

All of them are carrying Taoism, although they may not become zombies, but they have already begun to breed a corpse with some zombie characteristics.

"Amitabha"

With a resounding Buddha's name, the first one to attack these corpses was Master Sanshen.

During the two days of contact, everyone knew that he was a monk of few words, but never thought that Master Sanshen had such a side.

Holding a pair of vajras in his hands, the forearms are long and short, and the two ends hang down, shining with light.

He rushed in front of the walking corpse, and with a pestle, he smashed the walking corpse's head into pieces.

After defeating two with one move, Master Sanshen still seemed dissatisfied, he chanted the Buddha's name even louder, and suddenly a huge phantom erupted from the Vajra pestle in his hand.

Then Monk Sanshen slammed down heavily on the place where the walking corpses were densely packed, and with a bang, hundreds of walking corpses were smashed to pieces immediately.

"Hahaha, Master Sanshen is good at Dharma, it's time for us to do it."

Among the monks, there was a hearty sound suddenly, and then a mahogany sword shot out by someone who did not know pierced through the body of a walking corpse.

All the monks began to attack the walking corpse, using various methods at once, some using spells, some using swords, all kinds of Taoism and Buddhism.

It had the upper hand for a while, but more and more walking corpses crawled out, but the situation was still anxious.

At the same time, in the depths of the imperial mausoleum, that mysterious man also opened his eyes while meditating, and he was about to take action.

　Sorry, the unit works overtime. I just left the office building. There is only one update tonight. I'm really sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)