Martial arts become gods

Chapter 286 Entering the Ghost Palace

Sure enough, that Yan Zhijie slowly stood up from the ground, and with a movement of his body, he went directly to his side.

"Boy, you're lucky. I still have something to do. I'll let you go this time, but it won't be so simple when I meet you next time." Yan Zhijie wiped the corners of his mouth and it turned bloody, his face full of resentment Looking at Mo Xian, he said.

After finishing speaking, he took another meaningful look at Yan Zhilie, then waved his hand and led people away.

He said that naturally to find a way for himself to step down, but in fact he didn't have the confidence to deal with Mo Xian at all.

After walking a long way, Yan Zhijie's figure suddenly trembled, and he spurted out a big mouthful of blood, his expression immediately became dull.

"Bastard!" He glanced at a small crack on the Huo Lingding cauldron in his hand, and his expression suddenly became extremely ugly.

In Tietu City, spirit treasures are extremely rare, not to mention that he is a second-rank defense spirit treasure.

"Damn it, next time we meet, I will definitely kill you!" Yan Zhijie viciously turned his head and glanced in Mo Xian's direction, his face full of murderous intent.

……

Seeing that Yan Zhijie was forced to retreat by Mo Xian, Yan Zhilie and the others fell into a short sluggish state. After recovering, they burst into cheers.

"Great God, how did you do it?" Yan Zhilie also came out of the haze of being insulted, looked at Mo Xian eagerly, and said.

"Stay away from me first!" Seeing the affectionate expression on Yan Zhilie's face, Mo Xian couldn't help but shudder, people who didn't know this would think they were a couple.

"Hey, I'm not too excited!" Yan Zhilie said with a flattering smile.

Everyone surrounded Mo Xian and praised him so much that he almost made him think that he was really an omnipotent god.

From this, he also discovered that people like Yan Zhilie, who can't move their hands, are absolutely top-notch when it comes to flattering.

Mo Xian's scalp felt a little numb when he heard it, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "By the way, what's the matter with your illness?"

Yan Zhilie was so strong that he didn't shy away from it, and said: "I only remember that I had a serious illness when I was seven or eight years old, and then it has been like this all the time. Although my father thought of many ways, he still couldn't cure me."

"So that's how it is!" Mo Xian couldn't help but sigh a little. For a warrior, if he can't fully use his energy, it is indeed a very sad thing, and it is rare that Yan Zhijie is still so optimistic.

After a short rest, the group continued on to the Ghost Palace.

About half an hour later, they came to the edge of a dense fog.

This dense fog is like a living thing, it is very strange, it is erratic.

And if anyone can fly into the sky, they will be able to see that this area covered by thick fog is like a huge ghost.

At this time, two or three waves of people had gathered on the edge of the thick fog, and they all maintained absolute vigilance against each other.

It may be because the fog is so thick that they haven't figured out a way to get in.

Mo Xian noticed that Yan Zhijie and the others were not here, and he didn't know whether the belt had already entered or was planning to enter from another direction.

"People from the Flame Palace!"

And when they saw Mo Xian and the others, a look of fear immediately appeared on the faces of those who had been here before.

"Hey, it's finally time for me to show!" Yan Zhilie chuckled, and immediately took out a fiery red stone that exuded a fiery aura, and the others followed suit.

Mo Xian recognized at a glance that this stone was the kind that Yan Zhilie and the others used to disperse the fog at night, and he didn't know what it was, but it had such a miraculous effect.

As soon as the fiery red stone touched the weapon, it made a "sizzling" sound, and then the mist disappeared as if it had been evaporated.

Soon, Yan Zhilie and the others opened up an entrance enough for them to enter.

A group of people filed in immediately.

Seeing this scene, envy appeared on the faces of other people outside the dense fog, and they all wanted to take the opportunity to touch it.

But as soon as they reached the entrance, the fog closed up again, and the figures of Mo Xian and others had disappeared.

……

In the dense fog, Mo Xian and his party walked cautiously, for fear that something would appear suddenly.

This thick fog not only can isolate people's sight, it seems to isolate the perception.

Except for the place where Mo Xian and his party appeared, the other places are completely unknown.

Fortunately, nothing appeared along the way. After a while, they suddenly felt a bright light in their eyes, and they finally penetrated the thick fog area.

Mo Xian glanced behind him, the fog was hesitant, but he didn't take a step beyond it, protecting the ghost palace like a natural barrier.

If it wasn't for Yan Zhilie having that strange stone, I'm afraid they would have to spend a lot of effort to get in.

At this time, what unfolded in front of Mo Xian and the others was a rather huge ruin, stretching for an unknown distance.

All kinds of broken rafters and broken walls are filled in it, and the splendor of this ghost palace can be vaguely seen.

Although it has been honed over the years, Mo Xian and the others can still feel the terrifying atmosphere in the ruins.

Everyone stood solemnly for a moment, and after feeling the shock left by their ancestors, they were ready to go deep into it.

Not long after, a huge abyss stood in front of Mo Xian and the others.

The abyss is bottomless, and dense red light can be faintly seen in the lower part, which seems to be the eyes of some kind of creature.

But above the abyss, there is only one broken bridge.

After the great battle that year, coupled with the brilliance of the years, the Canqiao looks precarious, and it seems that it can't bear the weight of a person at all.

And if they fell from the abyss, those guys with red eyes might not make people feel good.

"Master, what should we do?" Yan Zhijie looked at Mo Xian anxiously, and said.

"I don't know." Mo Xian replied bluntly.

Judging from the distance, this abyss may not be difficult to jump over.

But obviously, there is some kind of formation remaining above the abyss, emitting a strange fluctuation.

Mo Xian picked up a stone and tried to throw it over, but before the stone flew far above the abyss, it suddenly lost its strength and fell down.

Immediately, there was a rustling sound coming from the ground of the abyss, as if countless birds were flapping their wings.

The originally quiet red dots also began to move rapidly, and some of them flew close to the top of the abyss, but they seemed to be controlled by some mysterious force and did not fly out.

It was a bat that was only an inch big, exuding a cold and bloodthirsty aura.

"This……"

Seeing this, everyone was shocked. Fortunately, they didn't act rashly just now, otherwise, once they fell, they would be surrounded by these bats immediately.

These bats are called blood bats, and they are not aggressive if they are alone, but if they are in a group, they are very terrifying. They can suck a powerful warrior into a mummy in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)