Reborn Mosquito Daoist

Chapter 68 Soul Jade
The strange snake melted into his stomach, and a black poisonous evil spirit soon merged into his Fengchi acupoint, and the star shadow of the snake became a bit solidified with the naked eye.This was quite unexpected, after all, the black poisonous evil spirit only increased the power of the fire poison, but it didn't help the comprehension of the law at all.

Could it be that this guy is the Teng Snake? Thinking, Han Yu turned his attention to the soul of the strange snake.

"Roar—" The one-horned snake that was shuttling in the phantom of the ancient star suddenly roared in horror, its horrified eyes fixed on the palpitation power coming from Yuanhai Void!
The phantom of the stars was originally transformed by Han Yu's perception of the law, and as far as his mind could reach, he captured the consciousness fluctuation of the strange snake in an instant.

It really is a snake!Han Yu suddenly realized that the Teng Snake clan was originally the natives of Teng Snake Star. Although the strength of this little Teng Snake could not match its ancestors, there was a complete original inheritance in its soul.This inheritance is the power of Teng Snake, and it is also their natal supernatural power.

Although Han Yu's law of fire and poison did not increase his comprehension at all, the active integration of the soul of the little Tengshe into the phantom of the stars indirectly increased his comprehension.

The ancient aura from the phantom of the stars was very tempting to Xiao Tengshe's soul, and he quickly forgot the sense of oppression Han Yu brought him.However, the corner of Han Yu's mouth curled up. As time goes by, this snake spirit will unconsciously become a part of the phantom of the stars, and they will no longer be separated from each other.The original inheritance of Teng Snake's soul will gradually awaken and become stronger, that is to say, Han Yu has one more person to help him work, and the cultivation of the Law of Fire and Poison will become easier.

This made him feel hot, wishing to recruit the souls of different beasts from all over the world to integrate into Yuanhai, gather a group of hard-working wage earners, become "contractors", and reach the pinnacle of life.

However, the prehistoric world has evolved to the present, and it is rare to see the existence of strange beasts and beasts.Just like this scorpion snake, I am afraid that it is difficult to find the second one after searching the entire Kyushu.

Temporarily putting aside this tempting thought, Han Yu turned his gaze to the dark tunnel in the distance.

According to Bai Qi, behind the tunnel is the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.It can be predicted how many hidden weapons are hidden in this winding tunnel.

The influence of the Great Formation of Forbidden Law is still there, but fortunately, his physical body is strong, otherwise he would not be sure to walk over.Walking forward slowly, I soon noticed two strong winds coming from above my head, "Hey!" At the time of crisis, the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon Cauldron immediately rushed forward.

Han Yu took the opportunity to avoid the area covered by the hidden weapon, and when he looked up, he saw two forces, one ice and one fire.

With its excellent quality, the Fire Dragon Cauldron temporarily withstood the blow of ice and fire, but without the blessing of Han Yu's mana, it soon became defeated.

Kaka!Twice, a weak crack appeared where the ice and fire touched.

"Hiss!" Han Yu couldn't help gasping for air, Laojun's product is so useless, how much thought did Ying Zheng put into building this mausoleum.

Fortunately, the power of ice and fire was only used by the two leading organs, and it soon became powerless.

Han Yu put away the Fire Dragon Cauldron with a painful expression on his face, and continued on his way.

Strong crossbows, hidden guns, poisonous needles, darts... all kinds of hidden weapons are endless, and wind, phantoms, talismans, puppets... all kinds of strange formations and secrets come one after another.

Han Yu frowned, the Confucian robe had been torn long ago, and even the tough skin had left countless cracks.At the very beginning, he used magic weapons and swords to protect himself, but as the offensive became more and more fierce, he simply stopped resisting.

In the tunnel, piles of skeletons and ragged clothes began to appear, and a bluestone gate appeared faintly.

Heaving a long sigh of relief, Han Yu lifted up the Broken Dragon Stone, and he was shocked by the desolation that came to his face. The originally splendid mausoleum that was originally built has become a ruined wall.

An emperor through the ages, Yingzheng originally had no hope of stepping into the path of cultivation, but later on another opportunity, somehow cultivated into the body of a great witch, comparable to the golden immortal of Daluo.The imperial mausoleum was built before he achieved Taoism, so it was inevitable to follow the customs, and the grandeur was absolutely unprecedented.

Soul Cultivation Jade!Han Yu quickly noticed the jade bed in the middle of the mausoleum. A piece of soul-nourishing jade the size of a fingernail in the outside world could trigger a fight, but there was such a large piece here.Live as a hero, and die as a ghost.Yingzheng used this jade as a bed back then, probably because he valued its role in warming and nourishing soul power, so that his spirit would not die and he could cultivate into a ghost body.

But now it's cheap. Those lonely ghosts trapped in the mausoleum, with the help of this soul-nourishing jade, they were just mortals, and the weakest of them also have the strength of the heavenly realm. The ghost king sitting on the jade bed is even more It is close to Taiyi Jinxian.

Seeing Han Yu staring at Shenyu who was sitting down, the ghost king who was originally joking was furious.

"Han Yu, right? I don't care if you're a semi-sage or not. When you come to the ancestor, you have to be an ox or a horse!" The ghost king has nine heads, and the smallest one has the appearance of Mo Jie.

This lonely soul does not practice Taoism. After thousands of years, the concentration of soul power has long since reached an extreme, and it has actually spawned nine heads.

Han Yu sneered: "What makes you so confident after knowing my identity!"

The ghost king sits in the well and watches the sky. The memory of Han Yu in Mo Jie's memory does not arouse his fear enough. With a wave of his hand, countless phantom ghosts appear in the ruins, and they rush towards Han Yu frantically.

Although he couldn't use mana, he was a dignified half-step Confucian saint, and his upright aura was just for display. All kinds of strange things rushed towards him, and he was completely imprisoned three steps in front of him.

Confucianism subdues demons!

Han Yu laughed wildly, and used the Haoran Magic Star Sword while the ghost king was stunned.A ray of righteousness on the edge of the sword is like a torch, and wherever it goes, all the ghosts are ablaze.

"Roar! Ow!" The ghosts avoided it, and Han Yu killed half of them in an instant.

"Kill!!!" In front of the ghost king is the general who supervised the construction of the tomb, with awe-inspiring fighting spirit.The group of ghosts who were on the verge of collapse found their backbone in an instant, and flocked to Han Yu like moths to a flame.

"Boom!" These ghosts were all made by the lonely and wild ghosts buried in the tomb with the help of soul-nourishing jade.What Haoran's righteousness dissipates is only the resentment in the Yin body, every time Han Yu kills one, he can absorb a piece of pure soul power.

But the ghost king is different, the soul body condensed by the battle soul can't even do anything to the righteousness.

"Tsk tsk, obediently be my tenth head!"

Han Yu smiled disdainfully: "Jiu Nai Ji Shu, you won't be able to grow a tenth head, haha!" This is a fact, that is, only a rookie like the ghost king can grow ten heads.

There was doubt in the ghost king's eyes, except for Mo Jie, the other heads were all condensed after he devoured the same powerful battle spirit in the tomb.To be honest, if it wasn't for Mo Jie's strangeness, he really didn't like the face of the other party. If he wanted to be majestic but not majestic, if he wanted to be imposing but not imposing, he would even be much smaller in size.

Just when he was wondering, Han Yu took the opportunity to take away the big bed made of soul-nourishing jade.

"Damn it, where did you get it!" The ghost king went crazy for a moment, and this soul-nourishing jade was his favorite.

Han Yu swung his soul arm away with a sword, secretly seeing the layout of the mausoleum.Compared with the Soul Cultivating Jade, he was more interested in the legendary Twelve Bronze Men.

(End of this chapter)