Chapter 687： Naturally (2/2)
Immediately on his white skeleton, disgusting grew out of it, and even the rotten flesh of the worms crawling around, turned into something like those ghosts in the blink of an eye.
Seeing a living person, he turned into a disgusting ghost in the blink of an eye. Even if everyone was determined, there was a feeling of vomiting and a deep sense of fear.
”Sure enough, that kid didn't deceive anyone! This seven-star serial soul-locking formation can actually turn the lives and lives of those dead here into ghosts! Could it be that these things in the entire underground imperial city have been entered here to get A genius inherited from the Wushen Dynasty Fighting Technique?”
This secret realm has existed for tens of thousands of years, even before Tianwaitian discovered it, it has experienced countless years of history. After so many years, once a thousand years have passed, many people must have come in.
It's a pity that it seems that the fate of those people is beyond doubt.
Everyone dared not delay, no one wanted to become that person.
I only saw Qiu Yi rushing directly to the front with one sword and one man. Those monsters could not stop her at all.
The sword aura was like a rainbow, and no matter it was a ghost or something, it was crushed by the sword aura. Li Ye, who looked at that terrible sword intent, was a little lost, so he had to admit that this woman's cultivation in kendo was enough to surpass anyone in Jiangnan Dao!
Even if he respected the old man with the Tibetan sword, although Li Ye didn't really see the old man with the Tibetan sword making a move, it was absolutely impossible for him to surpass this in the sword.
”Perhaps only Senior Ye Wuming can have a higher kendo mood.”
In Li Ye's view, Qiu Yiren's cultivation in kendo is close to the rumored one, even if it has not yet reached it, it is not far away.
And the combination of human and sword, the whole Jiangnan Dao is rumored to be able to reach the founding ancestor of Zhongtian Sword Sect and the generation of sword **** Ye Wuming a thousand years ago. In addition, even the old man of Tibetan swords is somewhat of that state. Longing.
Of course, although Qiuyi is strong, the other two are not weak.
Only saw a looming golden Arhat statue floating in the air, under the golden palm shadow, those ghosts were blasted into fragments one after another, it was Kong Huan's shot.
On the other side, Heishui is a bit more monotonous than the two of them. The black streamer is cruising beside him. It looks nothing, but once it touches it, it all turns into a pool of black water. Li Ye frowned slightly as he watched. I couldn't even see what his method was.
With the opening of the three powerhouses, a group of people is fast. At the same time, Xin Ziqi and others are not vegetarian.
But it was Zhan Dengping that caught Li Ye's attention the most.
”Drunk lives and dreams of death!”
A spear shadow seemed to turn into a dragon, and five or six ghosts exploded and died instantly.
This person was a rare martial artist who practiced marksmanship, holding a silver spear, and in Li Ye's eyes, his strength was even worse than Xin Ziqi.
Even so, when they reached the black beam of light, they had lost four people.
And those four people, without exception, ended up being swallowed by countless ghosts and then turned into their kind.
One of them is the vast desert of Namo Daomen.
No matter how strong he is, in this environment, he will die if he is not careful.
Only Li Ye, intentionally or unintentionally, among the crowd, rarely shot on his body along the way, and the easiest one was himself.
Although some people were angry at him for being so helpless, Li Ye himself was at ease.
Just kidding, no matter it's the formation master or the alchemist refiner, they are not the people who charge at the front line. Which one is not protected by the stars?