Chapter 681 (1/2)
On Baqi mountain.
In the center of the square paved with a piece of bluestone floor, a tall camphor tree crown covers a radius of more than ten meters.
On the camphor tree, there are many white wooden signs, and all kinds of sacrifices are placed around them.
Behind the camphor tree, there is an antique black-and-white hall. At this time, the incense is flourishing, and the smoke seems to be filled with a strange smell.
WOW!
The void trembled and two figures appeared on the square.
”Su Bai, there seems to be something wrong here!”
Xia Qianyu frowned and looked around, frowning tightly.
I don't know why, she always felt some depression here.
Moreover, isn't the great shrine the holy land of the Japanese martial arts? Why don't you even have a picture?
What about Changjing Tuobu and Yinyang eye old man who escaped before?
Looking at the empty square, Su Bai also frowned. When her mind came out, she only felt that an obscure and cold force was blocking her mind exploration!
All of a sudden, the wind blows!
Hoo ---
the sky and the earth are suddenly dark. Originally, the sun has risen high, but the top of Baqi mountain has turned into darkness, and no sunlight can shine in. In the dark, countless ghosts are wandering. Most of them have red eyes, dark wind, whistling across the sky with a sharp voice, just like the legendary ghost in hell at night!
Most of these ghosts are ferocious and evil spirits. They are fierce spirits and ghosts who have been smoked and raised by the evil spirits for decades or even centuries!
It can be seen that on top of these ghosts' bodies, they are also wearing Edo era Samurai clothes or Shenguan clothes, which is enough to prove the origin of these ghosts.
Rao is summer shallow language, see this scene also is pupil constriction, pour suck a cool air.
”Su Bai, are we in a trap?”
There was a little more worry and remorse in her heart.
If it wasn't for the sake of repairing the black hole vortex in her spiritual space, she would not have been so rash as to fall into a trap.
Su Bai smiles at Xia Qianyu: ”don't worry!”
”I jumped into the pit on purpose!”
He looked at the roaring ghosts around with a bright smile and whispered: ”look, these guys will all show up soon, so I don't have to wait for them one by one!”
He likes it best!
Sure enough, the voice of Su Bai has not yet fallen.
WOW!
The dark fog suddenly dispersed, and a figure came slowly.
It was the old man with Yin and Yang eyes who had disappeared before. At this time, his breath was not stable. Yin and Yang eyes were staring at Su Bai, and his mouth was filled with a cold smile.
”Mr. Su Bai, you are really a master of Arts. You are brave. You really catch up with me!”
”How about falling into the” dark sky ”, do you feel that the spirits are suppressed? Is the power of Zhenyuan and the body also eroded by the power of Youming? Ha ha -- ”
with a pale face, he suddenly cut out his right hand like a knife.
Chi la!
The black fog surged. In an instant, a vacuum of tens of meters was torn out, but in an instant, it was filled again by the ghost and the black fog.
”Ha ha, it's no use!”
A thin, low old man, holding a magic pestle made of white bones, with red eyes, appeared in the dark fog.
”This is the netherworld created by the nine Youming pagoda, an artifact of the great god palace. You can't escape unless you have the power of the immortals!”