Chapter 130 Mass Burial Mound Ghost Land

Listen to Meng Yu's words.

Li Ling couldn't help frowning.

Was stolen?

The eighteen floors of hell are full of all kinds of vicious ghosts, who can use this thing?
When thinking of this.

Li Ling froze for a moment, focusing on the line of writing in the upper left corner of his line of sight.

Thriller game?

Is it related?
Various associations appeared in his mind, but were quickly dismissed by Li Ling. Judging from the information he has learned in the horror game he is currently in, it seems that there is no connection.

Of course, it is also possible that this is only the initial stage, and when we enter some more advanced dungeons, we may find some clues.

Take back the messy thoughts in your mind.

at this time.

Li Ling came to Hei Wuchang's side.

It was hard to enter the underworld once.

It's definitely not going to work if you don't learn something.

In addition, there were no settlement rewards for so many waves of performance in the past. Naturally, it is necessary to make a thorough calculation this time.

He noticed Li Ling's gaze.

Meng Yu naturally knew what the other party was thinking: "You wait here first, and I'll go and see if there is any suitable magic weapon."

And not long after the other party left.

Li Ling immediately began to ask Hei Wuchang for some more subtle ways of using the soul restraining technique.

Just like in the Hyakki Night Walk event.

He just wrote a single word, and directly made those ghosts submit. Not only is he handsome, but he also looks handsome. He wanted to ask him when he first entered the underworld.

And in the face of inquiries.

Hei Wuchang frowned and looked at Li Ling.

Suddenly, an invisible oppressive feeling enveloped him, making Li Ling a little out of breath. In a trance, a breath quietly invaded his soul and began to pull.

At first, the spirit was still a little loose due to the lack of reaction, but soon Li Ling came back to his senses, abided by the spirit, and used all the perseverance he had been rushing for so long day and night, but...
The sense of detention gradually intensified, and finally, he couldn't resist, his eyes dimmed, as if returning to the night when he received the hospital notice, his soul was dragged out directly.

Seeing this, Fan Wujiu pushed it in again, returning his fascination. It nodded with some appreciation: "In such a short period of time, it is already considered very good to break through seven nodes in the body, but it's a pity. .Some of the spells I know, judging from your current state, you can't learn them yet, and the consumption is too great."

"Can't you learn yet?"

Hearing this, Li Ling couldn't help shaking his head. After so many days of hard work, the current nodes in his body have broken through seven, which is not at the same level as the original self, but here, even some basic Learning conditions are not met
As expected of the underworld, it seems that there is still a long way to go.

Fan Wujiu continued: "When you break through the tenth node, you can come to me again. At that time, your soul will undergo some changes. I will teach you a strange magical power."

"It's just right, there is nothing else in the underworld right now, and the yin energy is the most intense. You can rush to your soul here, and I will help you when you have a solid foundation."

that's it.

A brief communication.

Li Ling found a place with strong yin energy and began to rush to the soul.

Accompanied by breathing.

Gusts of bitter cold wind kept blowing, the bones were scratched and hurt, and the soul was trembling from the erosion of the breath.

However, the underworld is worthy of being the place with the heaviest yin energy. When using this breath to wash away, although the consumption of the body will be greater, but those nodes that are visible to the naked eye become easier to break through. After three or four times, they will gradually Loose, the speed is much faster than I don't know in the mortal world.

About three or four hours.

The eighth node breaks open.

The purity of the soul has risen again. Now, even if he does not deliberately absorb and replenish Yin Qi, Li Ling can feel that the breath will automatically recover. Compared with himself at the beginning, it is simply a world of difference.

Open your eyes.

Meng Yu was standing in front of him right now, holding a very creepy flag in his hand.

"This is?"

Facing the puzzled gaze, Meng Yu explained: "The summoning banner is specially used to hold souls, and its capacity is much larger than that of the sack."

"In addition, there are more than a dozen Bianhua flowers here, which were just picked from the ground, and you also take them with you."

Looking at the white flag in front of him covered with unknown runes, Li Ling raised his eyebrows.

nice one.

Now the level of the dungeon is getting higher and higher. In the middle level dungeon, the capacity of the sack was already a bit stretched. Now that the high-level dungeon pass has been obtained, there are more ghosts in it. With this thing, at least there is no need to worry about the capacity problem.

Take the soul-calling banner.

Li Ling waved it, it was as heavy as an ordinary stick, nothing special, but after injecting the yin energy in his body into it, a faint suction emerged from the white paper full of unknown runes, For him, this suction may not have any effect, but for the soul, this suction is enough to pull it from within a hundred meters.

can
It even saved me from chasing those escaped souls.

After working so hard for so long, although I haven't seen those young ladies, I have gained a lot from entering this underworld.

The equipment on his body has basically been replaced and upgraded.

The batons were replaced with mourning sticks, and the sacks were replaced with soul-calling flags.

There was not much time left, and Li Ling did not stay too long in the underworld. After packing up his things, he followed Meng Yu and floated into the air.

And in the process.

She turned around and said suddenly: "Although I don't know what's going on in Yangjian now, I seem to feel that Yangjian seems to be in a state of being invaded right now. Yin Qi is getting heavier and heavier"

"If it's still the same as it was a hundred years ago, then the recovery of the underworld seems to be a dead issue, but now things seem to have turned around."

"After the Ghost Festival, the power to restrain the underworld has obviously weakened."

At this point in the conversation, the two of them had come to the red pillars. Meng Yu didn't continue to speak, but silently recited a spell, a crack opened slowly, and Yin Qi gushed out.

Li Ling didn't stay too long and went back to the room.

The biting cold air disappeared, although it was night, but after such a comparison, it was actually warm.

It took a while to return to the rental room.

Looking at the familiar little family, he stretched, washed his face first, and then stood in front of the mirror.

Evocation Banner, Wailing Stick, Ecstasy Chain
have to say.

Li Ling felt that he was looking more and more like a bad guy.

Allocate the free attribute points harvested from the last event.

He took out the pass from the warehouse.

Now, Li Ling has two different passes.

One is the high-level dungeon pass, and the other is the [Spiritual level dungeon pass] obtained from the event.

Judging from the description.

This supernatural dungeon seems to be a bit rarer, and there is even a time limit for entering it.

Li Ling took out the advanced dungeon pass again.

Try the strength of this thing first.
Get things ready.

He took a deep breath, and without hesitation, tore open the pass.

A message came in an instant.

[It has been detected that the player is using the advanced dungeon pass]

[The copy has been matched. 】

[Dungeon Name - Burial Mound Ghost Land]

[Number of players: four]

[The corpses piled up like mountains, blood flowed like rivers, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers died here]

[Many of them harbor deep resentment, suck blood and eventually become ghosts]

[Hundred ghosts howl, Yin soldiers make excuses]

[The ghost king controls thousands of ghosts, builds ghost cities, conquers all directions, wreaks havoc in the world, and eventually leads to encirclement and suppression. 】

[As a member of this siege operation, you must deal with at least ten ghosts in this operation to complete the task. 】

[Note: You can get the right to quit the copy if you deal with ten ghosts. The more ghosts you clean up, the more rewards you will get. 】

End with prompt.

When he opened his eyes again, Li Ling realized that he had come to a wasteland.

Yinfeng howled, like a ghost howling, causing eardrums to hurt.

The trampled weeds were blown left and right by the wind, and there was a mixed smell of rust and blood in the air, which smelled very pungent. There were endless raised graves, and at a glance, there were at least thousands of them. There were even a lot of corpses that were randomly thrown in the grass, and now only bones were left after being eaten by wild beasts.

Weapons were scattered randomly, stained with dark brown blood, and rusted armor was buried in the loess.

At first glance, it is a good place for ghosts.

Li Ling looked around, and the other three players were not far away, waiting for him to make any moves, when suddenly, a very heavy evil spirit appeared.

Looking forward.

At this time, some fierce ghosts wearing steel helmets and holding long guns appeared in the wasteland that was originally empty. At this time, they were walking in formation, carrying a monstrous evil spirit. At first glance, the number was at least twenty or thirty indivual.

Is this an excuse from the Yin soldiers?

Looking at the Yin soldiers standing in front of him with a monstrous evil spirit.

Li Ling couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth.

How dare you let me get out of the way.
A little bit disrespectful, right?
(End of this chapter)

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