Chapter 577 Knife, still affectionate

As soon as Ling Hantian stepped into the Ancient Land of Burial Corpses, as if he had entered another world, he felt that everything behind him had disappeared, but Ling Hantian did not dare to look back. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is purely an intuition, he feels that everything behind him is gone, this burial corpse ancient land is full of yin qi and mist, but above the sky, there is still a scarlet waning moon, and the blood-colored moonlight pours down, setting off the burial corpse ancient land more and more eerie and terrifying.

The ancient place of burial corpses, dead and silent, only the footsteps of the three people are echoing, like a dance step jumping on the edge of death, which makes people's hearts beat.

Suddenly, the soft shouts of the year sounded, "Look, someone has fallen here!" ”

Following the direction that Shi Nian was pointing, Ling Hantian stared intently, only to see a strong man lying in front of a tombstone, with an obvious blood hole on his back, and scarlet blood still flowing, but there was no trace of life breath.

"Not long after this person fell, there is an inexplicable danger in this ancient place of burial."

Ling Hantian tightened his True Martial Madness Sword, and the strongest True Qi shield was condensed on the surface of his body, protecting his entire body.

"This is a corpse, which sucks the marrow of men."

Yue Xiaowu's voice sounded again, making Ling Hantian's eyes squint again, this way, Yue Xiaowu knew a little too much.

First said that the avenue of the immortal city was called the Netherworld, and even pointed out the cause of death of those strong people who died on the Netherworld, and then said that this cemetery was an ancient place for burying corpses, and now it is pointed out that this strong man was killed by corpses.

There's something clearly unusual about this.

Ling Hantian was silent, carrying the True Martial Madness Sword and continuing to move forward, wanting to get out of this ancient place of burial corpses as soon as possible.

However, Ling Hantian hadn't gone too far yet, his gaze suddenly froze and stopped in front of a tombstone.

In front of the tombstone, a long knife like snow, sharp, cold, cutting everything with a breathtaking edge.

This long knife is just for people to look at, and they will never forget.

"Cold Knife!"

Ling Hantian's face changed wildly, the snow knife that Leng Dao was carrying with him actually fell in front of the tombstone, what did this mean?

A long time ago, when Ling Hantian saw Leng Dao for the first time, Leng Dao had come to say goodbye to Chu Xingma, saying that he was going to go to the Blood Soul Killing Field with Iron Hand.

At that time, Ling Hantian had a hunch that the cold knife and the iron hand would most likely be gone forever.

Now, when he saw the snow knife of the cold knife again, including the pair of mechanical arms that had been put away by him before, everything confirmed his previous hunch.

The cold knife and iron hand completely fell in the blood soul killing field.

Now that the cold knife and the iron hand have fallen, what about Chu Xingmad, who came to find their bones, this brother who has a life-and-death relationship with Ling Hantian?

Could it be that he also fell in the Blood Soul Killing Field, and his bones are gone?

Ling Hantian's heart was sad, and he slowly came to the tombstone, his true qi palm condensed, and he grabbed the cold knife's portable weapon.

On top of the snow-white long knife, it was still sharp and cold, cutting everything, but its owner was no longer there.

Even Ling Hantian could feel the deep grief and indignation from the snow knife.

Knives can still be affectionate, but what about this sky?

Gently putting the snow knife into the Sumeru ring, Ling Hantian searched around the tombstone again, but did not find a trace.

Yue Xiaowu quietly watched all this that Ling Hantian had done, and in her dark eyes, there was calmness, as if with eternal indifference.

At this moment, the map above Yue Xiaowu's head violently stirred up violent energy fluctuations, and even made a 'squeak' sound, as if throwing a red-hot soldering iron into water.

The next moment, Ling Hantian turned his head and saw a black creature the size of his thumb falling to the ground.

Obviously, it was this black creature that had just attacked Yue Xiaowu, but was killed by the map town above the latter's head.

Ling Hantian slowly walked in front of Yue Xiaowu and glanced down at the black creature that had fallen to the ground.

The black creature was extremely ugly, with needle-shaped mouthparts that seemed to be able to pierce everything.

"This is the corpse, but the weak one."

Yue Xiaowu said lightly, turned around and continued to walk towards the ancient place of the burial corpse.

Ling Hantian glanced at the corpse of the corpse on the ground again, and turned to follow the footsteps of Yue Xiaowu and the others.

The three of them continued to move forward, and found the corpses of many strong people one after another, without exception, all of them were killed by the corpses of the ancient land of burial corpses by sucking bone marrow.

Among them, many of them are powerhouses at the limit of the Waiting Realm, and in the future, they are likely to grow up to a generation of king-like existences, and they were sucked into the bone marrow and died, which is really desolate.

The rustling of footsteps echoed in the dead silence of the ancient place of burial.

Bang!

A black shadow crashed into Ling Hantian, instantly causing the true qi on the surface of Ling Hantian's body to boil like a volcano.

The raging sea-like true qi rolled out, crushing everything, and the black shadow was directly bombarded into slag by the endless true qi energy.

The sneak attack of a corpse was nothing more than raising his hand to suppress it for Ling Hantian.

However, almost as soon as Ling Hantian had just killed this corpse, in front of the Yin Qi Mist, there was a sudden earth-shattering energy fluctuation, as well as a monstrous shouting of killing.

"Can you finally see people?"

Although the battle in front of him was very tragic, Ling Hantian's heart breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, there were warriors fighting in front of him, which swept away the extreme depression in his heart before.

A hint of relief also appeared on Yue Xiaowu and Shi Nian's faces, and looking at their expressions, it seemed that the two were about to approach their destination.

"Ah, damn it, stop the shit"

"My back, I was bitten by him, ah"

Ahead, screams and scolding came and went, the sound of killing shook the sky, the energy was mighty, and the sword light was horizontal!

Ling Hantian and the three of them came out of the yin mist, and what appeared in front of the three of them was a desolate place, on the desolate and lonely ground, ruins and broken walls, rubble, and occasionally a huge broken rock could be seen!

This is clearly a ruin!

On top of the ruins, there were black shadows, besieging hundreds of martial artists, these martial artists were the masters of Ling Hantian and the three of them who had plundered into the immortal city before.

Now trapped by patches of corpses, one by one powerful warriors have fallen one after another, and the battle is extremely fierce.

Ling Hantian noticed that above the ruins, there was a pitch-black road full of endless dead air, and there were even traces of iron chains dragging on it.

No matter how tragic the battle was, no one dared to approach the road that was walked by the coffin-bearers.

Even, in the process of fighting, a martial artist accidentally fell to the pitch-black ground, and this powerhouse at the limit of the Waiting Realm did not make the slightest sound, and directly turned into a pool of black pus and blood, which merged into the ground.

Looking at this passage that was surrounded by endless dead qi, Ling Hantian's heart couldn't help but feel a chill.