Archaeological experts are going crazy for the tomb-grabbing talisman sold on live broadcast

The ancient forbidden spells of Zhuyou have long been lost.

The reason why it is called "forbidden spells" is probably because it is too evil.

This is also the main reason for its loss and prohibition.

The ghost can be roughly understood as a kind of spiritual substance that remains in the world after a person dies.

People who died unjustly or have an obsession with the world will have a ghost that will not disperse and will not enter reincarnation.

In fact, the ghost has energy. The deeper the resentment, the greater the energy of the ghost. When the resentment reaches a certain level, it is called a fierce ghost, which can interfere with the human spirit and even possess the body of a person with weaker yang energy.

This energy has no upper limit, but no matter how great the energy is, no matter how fierce the ghost is, it cannot directly break the body of a person with strong yang energy.

This is called the conservation of yin and yang.

Among the ancient forbidden spells of Zhuyou, there is an evil forbidden spell called "yin breaking", which is to cast a spell and self-destruct the ghost, which can produce a very strong explosion effect, with a very large damage and range, and can instantly annihilate a person's three souls.

Although losing three souls would not be fatal, he would be stupid for the rest of his life.

At this time, the black-robed priest cast a spell and made a hand seal, and what he cast was the "Yin Po Ji"!

After the self-destruction, the ghost was completely shattered and turned into ashes.

"The black-robed priest wants to self-destruct the ghost and die with himself!"

"Damn it!"

Chen Yibai bit his back teeth and cursed in his heart.

It seems that he really wants to do whatever it takes to put himself to death!

No wonder the black-robed priest let the copper-armored ghost protect the altar, because he was afraid that he would rush up and interrupt his "Yin Po" spell!

The sound of Yin Po Ji's spell was like the howling of ghosts and wolves, echoing in the hall, getting louder and louder.

The black-robed priest made hand seals with both hands, and fiddled with them in the air faster and faster.

The Yin Po Ji spell will not last too long, so it is definitely too late to run now.

No one can withstand Yin Po.

It seems that this is really a dead end!

"You bastard! What benefits did King Kang give you to make you so loyal? Why don't you just die and reincarnate? You have to stay here for thousands of years, waiting to die with me!"

This feeling of hope and despair is really disgusting!

But even if we really blow out the candles here today, it would not be too embarrassing to exchange one for one with the black-robed priest and die together.

But even so, we must not just sit and wait for death.

"You bastard, just explode!"

Chen Yibai tightly grasped the bronze sword, cursing in his heart, and rushed straight to the altar.

Because the black-robed priest's soul-driving spell was changed to the Yin Po spell, the bronze-armored ghosts that surrounded the altar in an iron barrel formation were like sculptures, motionless.

Chen Yibai wanted to try whether he could make it in time to flip over these bronze-armored ghosts and interrupt the black-robed priest's spell.

But Yin Poji's spell casting time was very short.

Chen Yibai had just rushed to the front of the bronze armor ghost, and he had not had time to roll over the bronze armor ghost.

The sound of the spell casting, which was howling like a ghost, suddenly ended with a "Hey!".

The black-robed priest made a hand seal in the air and then put his hands together.

In an instant, a beam of scarlet blood light was bright, like blood splashing in an explosion, suddenly reflecting the entire hall red.

This scarlet blood light seemed to have real matter, which shocked Chen Yibai dizzy, deafened him, and his brain was splitting with a headache. The trance spirit seemed to be torn out of his brain.

People have three souls and seven spirits. If you lose three souls, you are like a walking corpse in the world.

The energy material produced by the Yin Po explosion can instantly annihilate the three souls. This has nothing to do with fate and yang energy. No one can withstand it...

"Professor Wang, what happened inside?"

"How should I know?"

The archaeological team standing at the door of the hall were all shocked when they saw the scarlet blood light suddenly lit up in the original hall.

After the scarlet blood light flashed, a pungent stench of decay spread from the hall.

This is the smell of a burnt corpse. The archaeological team is very sure because they have smelled this smell before, so it is very familiar.

"Could it be... Captain Chen has dealt with the 'thing' inside?"

Although this stench is pungent and unpleasant, it even makes people's stomachs churn and want to vomit, but it is a good omen.

It's just that the hall is dead silent, and the atmosphere is gloomy and solemn. No one dares to be sure.

And Chen Yibai has explained in advance that no one can go in without his order, so no one dares to go in easily.

"Mr. Chen?"

"Captain Chen..."

Finally, Yan Wanlei and Wang Haichuan couldn't help but shout into the hall.

But after a few seconds, no one answered.

"Captain Chen..."

Yan Wanlei continued to shout several times, but the hall was still dead silent, and no one responded from Chen Yibai.

This kind of dead silenceThe air made everyone feel inexplicably uneasy and have an extremely ominous premonition.

If Captain Chen was still alive, how could no one respond after shouting several times in a row?

Could it be that Captain Chen... died inside?

Yan Wanlei and Wang Haichuan looked at each other subconsciously, cold sweat on their foreheads, and the inner uneasiness had reached its peak.

"Captain Yan, how about you... take someone in... and take a look?"

Wang Haichuan's voice was trembling with anxiety.

If Captain Chen really died inside, the whole team would probably be finished with him.

"How about... wait a little longer..."

Yan Wanlei swallowed his saliva with a gurgle. Although he felt the same uneasiness in his heart, Chen Yibai had specifically told him in advance.

At the same time, in the hall.

The air was filled with the pungent stench of burnt corpses.

The dead silence after the fierce battle made the air heavy and a little breathless.

Chen Yibai lay flat on the ground, looking up at the dome of the hall, his face frozen in the fear of a few seconds ago, his eyes wide open, but his pupils dilated, his eyes unfocused...

Like a fool whose soul has been taken away.

However, after a few seconds, Chen Yibai's pupils slowly shrank back to normal, the horrified expression on his face retracted, and his unfocused eyes slowly returned to their original state, turning into surprise.

Suddenly, Chen Yibai sat up from the ground, looking at his hands in surprise: "I... am not dead?"

To make sure, Chen Yibai rubbed his face and took a deep breath of the rancid smell in the air.

The brain nerves connected to the senses were all normal, and the body was basically free of any damage.

The luck of surviving a disaster made Chen Yibai very excited, but also very surprised.

The damage caused by Yin Po's explosion to the three souls was absolutely devastating. Logically speaking, no one could withstand it.

And at the moment of Yin Po, Chen Yibai also clearly felt that his spirit was severely impacted, as if it was torn from the body and peeled off.

Then...

Chen Yibai tried hard to recall what had just happened.

Then, it seemed that there was a strange power in the body, which blocked the explosion of Yin Po at the critical moment...

As for this mysterious power.

Chen Yibai suddenly seemed to remember something, and subconsciously touched his pocket.

Yin Shi Dan!