Chen Xuan stuffed the scroll into his backpack. The backpack had its own space, which could give the scroll the best protection.
"Is this the Ghost King? The Yin Corpses gathered in the array, and the Ten Thousand Evils came to worship. What did he want to do when he fell to the ground?”Chen Xuan muttered.
"I think this Ghost King wants to f * ck the sky…at least the moon!”
This stone inscription contained almost all the contents, but no one could understand the words on it.
"Who cares if it's the sun or the moon? Today, I'm going to destroy this Ghost King's lair!”
" The host's words are so impassioned. It feels like he's going to die for justice..."
" The wind is blowing, the water is cold, the streamer is gone, never to return..."
Chen Xuan could only sigh silently in the face of this group of heartless spectators. At this moment, a ghostly figure flashed past the entrance of the main hall and made a series of hurried footsteps.
"What is this?" Chen Xuan's eyes and hands moved quickly. He crossed the entrance and saw a pitch-black figure disappear from his sight." Is there someone else here?"”
Chen Xuan looked around. A few drops of black blood on the ground caught his attention. It reminded him of the monster that almost killed him.
"Chase!"
This place was too strange. Chen Xuan did not want to have something staring at him all the time.
Along the way, all the buildings were made of stone. Although they looked rough, they had a special meaning. Chen Xuan's feet were extremely fast, but the monster's movements were strange. He couldn't even touch a ghost.
Further ahead, there was a wave of water flowing. The sound of water was loud and clear. An empty body of water appeared. It looked like a lake formed by underground water. However, thousands of coffins were placed on the surface of the lake. The cold wind howled and the Yin Qi soared into the sky. Even from afar, one could feel an extremely ferocious and murderous aura.
On the other side of the lake, there was an extremely lush locust tree willow. The willow branches swayed in the wind, looking like they were waving at everyone.
"Where did that damn thing hide!"
Chen Xuan took the miner's lamp and scanned the area. Finally, he noticed something on a coffin in the lake. The lid of the coffin was not closed properly, and there were a few deep scratch marks on the coffin.
Just as Chen Xuan was about to walk forward, his heart suddenly thumped, and a trace of undetectable aura spread from the soles of his feet.
"What's on the ground?" Chen Xuan carefully swept away the dust under his feet, revealing a bloody scar. It looked very terrifying, as if someone had drawn it with blood. After wiping away the dust, all the bloody scars intersected and formed a magical array.
"Host, what kind of array is this? It looks very complicated!"
"Why do I feel that something is wrong here? There are so many coffins on the lake.”
"Mao Mountain Dao technique, Soul Cleansing Spell! This spell was one of the most profound spells of the Mao Mountain Dao Arts. It could intimidate dead creatures and spirits.”
Chen Xuan looked at the floating coffins in front of him and had a rough idea. These coffins floated on the surface of the water and did not rot all year round. They were specially used to nurture corpses. The essence of the corpses had already fused with the coffins. Coupled with such a huge group of zombies, it would probably take a lot of effort to get through.
"The formation of a dumpling is a form of resentment, and nurturing a corpse is a matter that angers the heavens and men. Such a huge zombie horde here, the culprit is simply heartless!”
Grave robbers, although they were also involved in the business of digging people's graves and making money from the dead, they would leave some leeway in everything. There was no morality in this ghost realm at all. Everyone here lived to prepare for death!
"Today, I, Chen Xuan, am here to do something on behalf of the heavens.”
Chen Xuan opened his left hand, and the dagger drew a bloody line in his palm, allowing the blood to drip onto the Soul Cleansing Spell.
"Thousand coffins block evil spirits, tens of thousands of ghosts come to worship, corpses are sealed, and the Nine Nether Emperor Firmament!”
Blood gradually gathered under Chen Xuan's feet to form a complicated array. Chen Xuan closed his eyes and meditated. He pointed two fingers at the sky with his right hand and clenched his left hand. Countless drops of blood sprayed out and fell into the lake in front of him. As soon as the blood fell into the lake, the water seemed to boil. Thousands of coffins floated on the surface of the water, and a dark, murderous aura gushed out from the ground like a tide.
"Crash…"
The willow tree on the other side of the lake instantly withered, leaving only bare branches. Countless bats were attached to the branches, making it look ghastly!
"The light of Fu Feimen, lifting monsters all over the world, breaking the plague with the year to eat the vajra, the heavenly wind leaving the fire to shake the universe!”
Chen Xuan chanted a series of mysterious incantations. The blood under his feet began to burn with flames. In a breath, the flames surged into the sky and spread across the entire lake.
The Tiangang Li Fire was more overbearing than the Samadhi Fire used to exorcise evil spirits. Chen Xuan used his own blood as a guide. Once he used it, he would also be burned.
The coffins on the surface of the lake began to shake violently, and the pitch-black fiendish tide also churned on the surface of the lake. Many coffins had even been broken open by corpses, revealing sinister claws!
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