Wild boar

Chapter 384 Red Mandrill Corpse King
underground abyss.

Merchant City.

inner city.

A little wild boar pushed away the stone on its head and found that it had entered the ghost realm.

The third-level ghost cultivation is also called the ghost realm. The ghost realm creates the world on its own, which is similar to the space trap of Xumi Meson.

It is even rumored that the trapping formation of human monks is a ghost realm that imitates third-order ghosts.

This place was strangely smoky, with green flames burning on the khaki pillars. The flames had no temperature, but Zhu Zishan felt a great threat.

Nine ghost fire.

The first killing technique mastered by high-level ghost cultivators and high priests in Shangnu City.

A translucent figure slowly emerged. He had a gloomy face and a goatee. He was obviously a male ghost.

"What kind of monster are you?" the male ghost said almost to himself.

Wild boar is a common wild animal on the ground, but it is indeed rare underground.

The wild boar had no intention of fighting with this male ghost.

Nether mana is activated.

A faint mark shone on the boar's forehead.

Mark of the Ghost King.

The goatee male ghost looked stunned.

The ghosts disappear and the ghost realm disappears.

Zhu Zishan returned to the simple and narrow cave.

The gray-haired high priest frowned and looked at the wild boar on the ground.

"Who are you? Why do you have King Su's mark?" Gao Daji asked.

"Of course it was given to me by Su Tong. She allowed me to come and go freely." After the little wild boar finished speaking, he ran away quickly.

"You!?" High Priest Gao Hong wanted to ask a few more questions, but found that the wild boar had disappeared in a flash.

Gao Hong sighed and could only sit down again unhappily.

The clouds of fire-oil insects above our heads were splitting and reuniting, and a small wild boar was walking through the dense ferns.

After a moment.

A river of tar blocked the way of the wild boar.

Large swaths of fire bugs fell from the sky and threw themselves into the Tar River to eat. At the same time, a small number of mortals living in the inner city carried heavy shell buckets to the Tar River to dig tar to make fires for cooking.

This is a natural oil river, the source of light in Shangnu City.

It was daytime at this time, and there were not many fireworms coming to feed in the Tar River. If it came at night, the entire river would be dark with fireworms, making it impossible to cross the river at all.

The fire oil bugs that come to feed in the Tar River are in a state of extreme hunger, and there is no burning light on their bodies.

Even if these eating fire bugs are full, they will not immediately ignite the flames in their tails. They will fly high into the sky and join the group together, and then the flames in their tails will burn brightly.

Taking advantage of the fact that there were not many fire bugs in the river, the little wild boar crossed dozens of feet with a single leap, easily crossing the wide tar river.

After crossing the Tar River, we arrived at the outer city of Shangnu City.

The outer layer of Yin Qi gradually became thicker, and the ferns on the ground became sparse and soon disappeared completely, turning into bare rocks.

The fire bug above the head.Thousands of them still gathered together, forming clouds of burning fire.

The red light fell, and the water of the Wangchuan River, which was flowing quietly and silently, was filled with layers of red waves.

The little wild boar got into the messy pile of rocks.

After a moment.

A neatly dressed man in white walked out of the pile of rocks. Although he was a rough man with thick beard and hair, after putting on a white scholar's uniform, he actually looked more elegant.

Zhu Zishan stepped in front of the Red Pearl Cave, coughed twice, then took a deep breath, brewing the unique rhythm of the theme song of The Legend of the White Snake, and then sang a few penetrating lines in a lyrical tone.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah……"

"Could it be that one glance in the past life, just to meet once in this life...Ahhhh...ahhhh...Thousands of mountains separate us from thousands of miles away, and we will renew our fate in this life in the next life...ahhhhh...ahhhhh...I'd rather stay together. In this world, I don’t want to ascend to the heavenly realm…”

...Thousand-year-old tomb.

As a bloody radiance circulated, the secret passage hidden in the ancient tomb of the Shura clan was slowly opened.

A woman wearing an elegant blue palace dress entered the ancient tomb.

A jelly-like ghost was floating beside her, but the woman's expression slowly wandered around the ancient tomb as if she was strolling in a garden.

There are some murals in the ancient tombs that are extremely well preserved even though they are extremely old.

It's just that these murals are from some mortal dynasties and have no meaning.

After reading the murals, the woman in green began to study the layout of the tomb. This ancient tomb had been rearranged by the third generation of great shamans of the Shura tribe. The huge Yin Qi of the earth's veins gathered towards the hall, which was equivalent to a cultivation formation.

The woman in green looked at it for a long time, but couldn't see the secret. He didn't understand the human formation, let alone the formation arranged by the Shura witch.

After about a cup of tea.

The woman in green came to the ancient tomb hall again.

in the hall.

More than a dozen iron ropes hung a coffin as big as a boat in the air.

There is thousand-year-old tomb moss under the coffin. This moss can be used to make shadow ointment. With this material, you can make the Nine Nether Ghost Fire.

Even if you don’t practice Taoism for the time being, you should still collect valuable items in advance.

The woman in green took out a jade knife and a jade box from the storage bag.

These two items are specially used for collecting high-level herbs.

Under the coffin, which is as wide as a boat, there is a large amount of thousand-year-old tomb moss. The moss is in clumps, and the closer it is to the inside, the denser it becomes.

The woman in green squatted down and inserted a jade knife from the edge of the thousand-year-old tomb moss, cut it off together with the soil under the moss, and put it into a jade box.

After calmly loading the three jade boxes, the half-crouched woman in green suddenly looked up at the bottom of the coffin above her head.

There was no light at all in the thousand-year-old tomb, but a faint green light shot out from the pupils of the woman in green.

Under the green light, the lines on the bottom of the coffin are clearly visible.

This is not a pattern but a text, but this kind of text is unheard of, so the woman in green didn't notice it at first.

After realizing that there were words on it, the woman in green clothes did not hesitate to take out a blank jade slip from the storage bag and record the strange words under the coffin.

After the woman in Tsing Yi finished recording these unfamiliar words.

A dull voice suddenly sounded above the woman's head.

"This Chikui Demonic Skill was written by me while I was in the coffin, meditating on the Great Dao. The power of my writing penetrated through the coffin and under the coffin, but a junior like you saw it."

Um...I am too unscrupulous.

After all, this old guy who was sleeping on his own was brought out.

However, the left and right person who controls this refined corpse is a split soul. If it is destroyed, it will be destroyed. If he is caught, Zhu Zishan can completely self-destruct the split soul. The left and right will only lose some cultivation and cannot threaten the main body at all. This is Qianli Yu. Sword, the beauty of incarnation outside the body.

"Junior Yue Mo, you have disturbed King Red Mandrill Qingxiu." Yue Mo said while kneeling half-kneeling and clasping his fists.

"It's okay!"

With a violent shaking, the black chains began to break, and the coffin like a small boat fell down.

Boom.

The huge coffin fell completely.

Yue Mo, who was originally under the coffin, has appeared outside the coffin.

After all, Yue Mo is a third-level corpse refiner, so he still has some agility and speed.

It's just a pity...

Under the coffin, there were hundreds of thousands-year-old tomb moss that had not yet been picked, all of which were ruined by this pressure.

Bang!
With a dull loud noise, a huge corpse with fangs crawled out of the coffin.

His appearance is somewhat like Shura, but he is uglier than Shura.

If Shura is like a giant monkey, then the Red Mandrill Corpse King is like a terrifying Vajra Ape without skin.

(End of this chapter)