White Bone Monkey King

The first impression of the sacrificial temple in front of you is that of a gloomy atmosphere.

Creak.

Creak.

Jin An held a red long knife in his hand, stepped on the gravel on the ground, and walked into the sacrificial temple along the gap in the stone door.

It was dark inside the temple.

No light to be seen.

There is only one door between them, and it seems to be a barrier between two worlds. The temple is filled with gloomy air, and the light from the outside cannot penetrate. Once it reaches the stone door, the light will be distorted and dissipated.

The tough and dark skin effect of Black Mountain's city-destroying effect has not faded. The inner energy of Black Mountain circulates under the skin over and over again, constantly stimulating the skin and muscles of the whole body. Jin An is like an old Black Mountain Taoist priest stepping on the ruins and stones into the temple.

Zizzi——

The yin energy burns the human body like cold flames.

But once it touched Jin'an's body, it was like cold water touching boiling water. Instead of cold air entering his body and leaving scars on Jin'an's body, green smoke rose in the air.

Avenue induction!

Yin Deyi!

Yin Deyi!

Yin Deyi!

…

In an instant, there were more than twenty Yin De.

The light in the sacrificial temple was very dim and ghostly. It was better to say that entering the temple was like stepping into a cemetery with both feet.

Jin'an's six senses are sharp and his eyesight is different from ordinary people. The temple is very empty, and still no one is seen.

He glanced around briefly and then ignored the rest. He held a long knife in his hand, stepped on the gravel under his feet, and strode straight to the central high platform of the temple.

Before they parted, Gulizal had already drawn the situation and terrain map of the sacrificial temple to Jin An, so he went straight to his destination without searching other corners.

Passing through two rows of thick stone pillars used to support the temple, there is an altar on the central high platform.

The altars are all made of stones excavated from underground caves.

On the stone floor in front of the altar, there is a huge painting carved. It is a picture of desert people kneeling in the desert and raising their hands to the sky to pray for rain.

clang!

The red knife shadow hit the giant painting hard on the ground. The sound was violent and produced a huge echo in the closed sacrificial temple. It seemed that even the sacrificial temple made of solid stone bars trembled, and a lot of dust fell from the top of the head. The ground was slashed with a circle of cracks by the Kunwu knife.

Yin Deyi!

Yin Deyi!

…

The moment the Kunwu knife struck the ground, a mysterious rhythmic movement erupted, shaking out a round of ruby ​​halo, like huge waves hitting the rock, creating fire clouds and waves in the air, as if even the air was boiling. Zhou's yin energy, which was filled with resentful thoughts, was shaken away with a single blow of the knife.

In fact, the water source of Yueqiang Kingdom is under this thick stone slab.

This is the last barrier used to protect the water source of Yueqiang Kingdom. Once it is sealed from below, there is no other way but to break it open with brute force.

This stone slab is open downwards.

Therefore, as long as a few pillars are used under the stone slab to push it up, the outside world cannot open it. After the pillars are removed, the stone slab will open downwards, automatically forming a slope aisle.

Jin An fiercely raised his knife and struck again.

clang!

The stone slabs on the ground shook violently again, and a concussive air wave swept across the entire temple in the closed environment, picking up dust and gravel on the ground, crackling and slapping against the walls and pillars, turning them into pieces.

boom!

The crack created by the first knife could not withstand the huge force of the second knife penetrating into the ground, and a small pit exploded in the center of the crack.

Click!

Click!

There are more fine cracks along the small pit in the center, quickly spreading out to about half a foot wide in all directions.

Jin'an's whole body was shrouded in the darkness of the black mountain that destroyed the city. He felt a tingling sensation like a needle pricking from the tiger's mouth in his palm. The blood in his body was gradually boiling. This was the sequelae caused by the Kunwu Sword. He could injure the enemy by one thousand and lose eight by himself. Bai, thanks to the Black Mountain destroying the city, he could use the Kunwu knife so desperately and continuously.

Regardless of the pain in the palm of his hand and the pain in the bones of his wrist, Jin An's eyes were sharp and he was about to raise the overbearing Kunwu knife to make a third slash, when a sudden wind and sand swept through the sacrificial temple, and desert mummies roared out of the ground one by one.

Those desert mummies were dressed in the clothes of Yueqiang people. They were old and young. The clothes on some corpses were still brand new. It seemed that they had not been buried for more than ten days and a half. The clothes on some corpses had already rotted to the point where the original color could not be seen. They were dead. At least ten years.

These are the people of Yueqiang Kingdom who were resurrected from the dead.

Under the control of the desert devil.

Rest disturbed by the devil.

After these mummies emerged from the ground, they opened their black mouths and ferociously attacked Jin'an with the smell of corpses. Those long black-tipped nails were filled with corpse poison.

Jin An just glanced coldly from the corner of his eyes and ignored these mummies.

His arm muscles tensed up, his waist and horse became one, and the Kunwu knife in his hand dug heavily into the ground, boom!

There was a loud explosion.

The entire sacrificial temple trembled violently, and the fire wave shot into the air, shaking a wave of sun fire from the Kunwu knife, directly shaking all the desert mummies that were surrounded and killed into ashes after being burned by the fire.

A hundred virtues!

A hundred virtues!

…

In an instant, there are more than two thousand yin virtues.

Now these ordinary ghosts and zombies have long been ignored by Jin An.

They can't bear his sword at all.

clang! clang! clang!

Jin An was still striking the ground with his knife in terror. In the dim environment, he could barely see a crazy black figure striking the ground fiercely over and over again. There was a huge movement, and dust kept falling from above his head.

The pits and cracks on the heavy stone slab are getting bigger and bigger. The stone slab, which should have been tightly closed, has sunk half an inch deep. The sound of cracking and cracking of stone pillars can be heard from under the stone slab.

Jin'an suffered severe body pain.

The internal organs in the Immortal Temple of the Five Internal Organs accelerate their circulation, constantly giving birth to more vitality, which is used to nourish the internal organs and the most fragile internal organs of the human body.

This avoids the risk of bleeding from internal injuries or vomiting blood due to internal injuries.

finally!

There was a huge bang, and several top stone pillars under the stone slab collapsed under the load. The heavy stone slab under Jin'an's feet collapsed and fell into the underground cave.

The dust flew up into the sky with a bang.

This is a huge underground cave more than three feet above the ground. It was washed out by underground rivers over the years, and the air is filled with heavy moisture.

There were many people lying unconscious on the ground in the underground cave. They were all people who had disappeared from the palace.

All of these people have lost their three souls and seven souls, leaving only empty shells.

Jin An's head sank.

Return the knife to its sheath.

These people are only temporarily lost. As long as the lost souls are found within three days, there is still hope of saving them.

The Kunwu Sword was too powerful. He was worried that using the Kunwu Sword here would damage the bodies of these people.

The underground environment is even darker than the sacrificial temple above, mixed with an indescribable weird musty smell, as well as extremely evil resentment, cruel and bloodthirsty atmosphere, and vicious whispers. It's like you have really fallen into hell. There is no light or hope.

There is only death and despairing evil here.

No wonder so many people have lost their souls. Ordinary people have lost the courage to live when faced with a hopeless thought in life. But here they have to face even more desperate evil thoughts and bloodthirsty madness. Those who are timid can directly Scared to death.

Suddenly, Jin An felt a chill coming from behind.

Two dead men hiding in the darkest corner at the top of the cave launched a sneak attack on Jin'an. The two dead men carried the most evil thoughts.

Clang! Clang!

The corpse claws hit Jin An hard on the back, like hitting a steel plate, with a sharp and harsh sound, and blazing sparks shot out in the darkness.

Jin An was unscathed.

His body is as stable as a thick black mountain.

Standing still.

In the dark and invisible underground cave, Jin An's eyes slid and glanced at two dark corners. There was nothing there except air and darkness, but in Jin An's eyes, it seemed that there were two corpses hidden there.

With the Five Thunder Evil-Slaying Talisman in his possession, no evil thoughts can escape his eyes.

Sudden!

He moved violently!

The movements were broad and wide, and the killing was cold and cold. Jin An bumped forward and knocked away a dead man. He punched another dead man in the darkness with his right hand. It was like being hit by a brown bear head-on. He could clearly hear a click. There was a cracking sound of the jawbone, and two yellow and black front teeth flew out of the air.

The first pole of the Twelve-pole Xingyiquan! crane cloud hand

Before the two dead men in the darkness could fly away, Jin An made a half-spin on the spot and had already grabbed two Yin Qi-cold ankles. The rotational inertia brought the two corpses and violently collided with them in the air.

Jin An's weight has already exceeded 4,000 kilograms with one hand.

Now, in the state of Black Mountain destroying the city, all the muscles, skin, and bones of the whole body have reached a frightening level. The two dead men he was holding in his hands were broken by the collision and tearing with such huge force.

Jin An's hand moved lightly, and he was left holding the two lower bodies.

boom! boom!

The soles of his feet crushed two heads and burned them to ashes with the inner energy of the Black Mountain. This is a thousand evil virtues! A thousand virtues!

This underground cave was huge, big enough to hold hundreds of people from the palace. He continued to go deeper, and there were unconscious guards and maids everywhere on the ground, as well as some royal members in gorgeous clothes.

The underground cave was dark and the terrain was complex. Fortunately, Jin An knew about the underground cave environment in advance. As the sound of gurgling water in the darkness gradually became clearer, mixed with tiny sounds that sounded like demonic whispers, an underground river of living water appeared in front of him.

There are also many people lying down here, but there are only a few people standing by the river bank. They are all using their masculine energy and blood to resist the yin energy entering their bodies. Their bodies are stiff and unable to move, so as not to lose their minds.

The person standing closest to the river bank, struggling to hold on, was the bearded Kulijiang who disappeared.

And in the open space in front of Kulijiang, there was still an old man sitting with his back facing him. His hair was disheveled, he looked like a withered skeleton, and he looked like a ghost.

It was only after Jin An got closer that he finally heard clearly that the tiny sounds he heard before were coming from this old man who was neither human nor ghost.

The old man was sitting on the bank of the river with disheveled hair, holding a human-faced clay pot in his arms and talking to himself, describing his longing for his wife, as if he was holding his wife tenderly.

Sure enough, as Gulizal said, the king mistook a ghost clay pot for his wife who had been resurrected from the dead. He was confused and confused. He finally "recovered" his wife again. Who was going to interrupt him at this time? He has a grudge against his wife and will fight to the death with others.

Kulijiang just wanted to save the king and take away the clay pot, but the ghost pressed down on him and his body became stiff and motionless. Even his three souls and seven souls were almost sucked away by the human-faced clay pot.

After a moment of silence, Jin An walked towards the underground river in the humid underground cave: "Uncle Kulijiang, the king of Yueqiang Kingdom?"

The unconscious old man didn't pay attention to the footsteps and shouts behind him. He still held the human-faced clay pot and whispered. Even Jin An couldn't hear clearly what the old man was saying, as if he was just talking inarticulate nonsense. language?