82_82884 He tried to relight the candle, but he was not worried about anything else, but he was worried that after diving down to a certain depth under the tomb, the air quality would not be enough to keep the two of them breathing...... For more up-to-date chapters, visit wèn:щw. Once the wax is gone, you have to turn around and run.

Click...... Click...... He lit the candle with a lighter, but he tried several times and failed, not because the quality of his lighter was not good, but after lighting the wax, there would be a silent 'yin' wind blowing in the tomb, and the 'yin' wind had no warning at all.

"Master, it's useless, don't try it, come, use mine. "The two of them are now grasshoppers on a rope, if something happens to Wushuang now, Tong Sixi alone will not have the ability to continue to move forward.

He took out a folded paper lantern from his backpack, the paper lantern was made of human skin, and when it was opened and lit, the human skin cover blocked the 'yin' wind outside, and the flames flickered and 'shot' a dark purple 'color' ghost. It's the Soul Gathering Lamp.

After the soul gathering lamp was lit by Wushuang, the temperature around it suddenly became lower, and from time to time, the sweat and hair on the back of Wushuang's neck were upside down.

"Tong Sixi, Master Zu explicitly forbids the use of this thing! This thing is too deep in evil, and the 'yin' soul around it will burn forever?" he said angrily.

"If you don't like it, then 'hand' it over to me. Tong Sixi said lightly.

Wushuang finally compromised, maybe it would be safe to light this evil human skin lantern in this place. There are too many unjust souls closed in the ancient tombs, and the dead and the living are separated by 'yin' and yang, although these Hezhe were good people in life, but they can't be reincarnated for a hundred years after death, and they have already been tortured unspeakably, and now it can be counted that two guys who don't know whether to live or die must be looking for them to be substitutes for the dead ghosts, and it is better for them to die than to die themselves.

After each 'yin' wind penetrated into the human skin cover of the soul gathering lamp, the flickering ghost light was a little brighter than just now, and over and over again, I don't know how many silver soul ghosts had done the stupid thing of moths to fight the fire.

The two of them walked without saying a word with their heads down, and walked forward for about half an hour, and the tomb in front of them became higher and higher, and the top could hardly be seen when they looked up. The tiled bricks in the tomb passage have also become a little uneven, and from the shape of their feet, it can be estimated that they should be sacrificial texts.

"What a heavy fog!" Wushuang fanned with his hand, and the smell of corpses was faintly evident in the mist.

The fog is like a barrier, it is blocked more than ten meters in front of it, it does not float outward, it is completely static here, if you look at it in another way, it is more like a barrier between life and death, the barrier is hell on the other side, and outside the barrier is the boundary between life and death.

There was a black 'chaos' in the mist, and even the wolf's eyes could not be seen to see what was hidden behind it.

"This is the tipping point between heaven and hell. Tong Sixi said.

Wushuang took two more steps forward, and shook his palm into the mist, which was very illusory, and its hand was light and fluttering, as if it didn't have any sense of gravity.

"Shall we go through it?" asked Mushuang.

"No, what we see with the 'naked eye' may not be real. Tong Sixi said.

"Uh-huh...... "Suddenly, there was a 'yin' laugh from the mist, which was the voice ......of Sha Wentian.

"X!" Wushuang scolded a three-character scripture.

"Come, come, come in and be believers in the Lord, you will have eternal life, you will be on the same plane with the Prophet, there will be no strife, no evil, no troubles, this is Heaven!" the voice said.

"Don't listen to him, master, he's just a wandering spirit that can never be killed!" Tong Sixi said.

"Sha Wentian, you can't fool me, it won't be long before you will be like your Holy Lord, sleeping forever in this hell that does not see the light of day, forever!" Wushuang shouted unconvinced.

Who knows, Sha Wentian didn't think so, and said leisurely: "Only one of the two of you can enter the master's holy land, and the choice is yours." There is something in heaven that you want, and that thing can make you transcend reincarnation and life and death forever, and transcend the Three Realms and become the Holy Spirit of the Three Realms! Are you ready? There is only one! There is only one! There is only one......

Suddenly, Wushuang felt that a cold little thing was pressed against his waist.

"Tong Sixi, you, are you stupid, did you believe him?" Wushuang didn't dare to look back, because behind him, Tong Sixi was holding a gun at him.

"He's right, that Koran can indeed make people forever mystical power, that power can make you the richest person in the world, and it can also make you immortal! Master, there is only one Koran, either you or mine!" Tong Sixi said with a 'yin' smile behind him.

"You can't fool me!" said Wushuang.

"What?"

Wushuang turned his head suddenly, rolled on the spot and dodged Tong Sixi's big hand, and couldn't help but 'draw' the dagger and cut it down towards the familiar figure. What is Tong Sixi in front of him? It was clearly a figure wearing a red cloak, and under the brim of the hat, the person had no face at all, and his whole body was as empty as if he was floating in the air.

Without two hands, the knife fell, and with one knife cut the blood-red cloak in two, and the two halves of the cloak slowly withered and fell to the ground, and there was nothing in the cloak.

"Bang!" A loud bang came from behind him, and Wushuang looked back, not far away, there was an identical guy wearing a red 'color' cloak standing in front of Tong Sixi, and the guy was also depressed after being shot.

The bullet was huge, and although the tomb was large, the bullet's 'fire' speed and power were even greater, and it bounced off the wall of the 'hole' after passing through the blood-red cloak, and then bounced in the direction where Wushuang was. Wushuang reacted quickly, and quickly dodged, but fortunately, the bullet missed, and it passed through his clothes and 'shot' directly into the illusory 'fog' that separated the world and the world.

There was another crisp local sound, and the bullet had just entered the fog when it was bounced back by a thick layer of metal.

"There's something behind the fog!" said Wushuang.

Tong Sixi got up from the ground and said: "He is a 'excited' general, in fact, Sha Wentian is very afraid that we will explore the world behind through the 'fog', this layer of 'fog' should not exist, it is just hiding the entrance to Bai Yanhu's tomb!"

At this moment, there was a rush of high heels behind them, and the two of them turned their heads nervously to look at the endless darkness behind them.

"Who?" shouted Mushuang!

"Shuangye, it's me!" Bai Su ran over-

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