Necropolis Immortal

"Flying head technique..."

With the green light of the fire, Lu Yun glanced at the scene where Ge Long threw his head out from the corner of his eye, and let out a powerless groan.

Is this guy a human or a ghost?

Even if a zombie loses its head, it will lose its ability to move.Fortunately, Ge Long threw his head as a weapon.

But at this moment, Lu Yun didn't have time to take care of these, he picked up Wan Feng and rushed out of the stone room quickly.

Outside the stone chamber, it was pitch black with no light source.

Behind him, the buzzing sound of the corpse fly kept approaching.

Holding Wan Feng in his arms, Lu Yun staggered towards the front.

Suddenly, Lu Yun felt as if a gust of wind was blowing on his face, and then his scalp went numb, he subconsciously let go, threw the wind in his arms to the ground, turned around and ran away.

"My lord, you hurt your servant."

In the darkness, the sound of pulling the wind resounded faintly.

"You are not Wanfeng!"

Lu Yun yelled, he wanted to go back to the stone chamber.

"If the slave is not Wanfeng, who is it?"

The voice was very close to Lu Yun, as if it was beside him.

"Wan Feng is alive, but you are dead!"

Just now, Lu Yun accidentally touched the hand of 'Wan Feng'. Although her wrist was hot, she had no pulse.

Without a pulse, you are dead!

The person in his arms is definitely not Wan Feng.

Where did the real wind go?

Lu Yun's scalp was numb.

Entering the stone room, although there are endless corpse flies and thousand-year-old zombies, with Ge Long around, Lu Yun still has a glimmer of life.

Facing the unknown in this darkness, Lu Yun has only one dead end.

"Immortal cultivator! If I were an immortal cultivator, would I still be afraid of these things?"

Although the ancient tombs on the earth are weird, if you encounter a big rice dumpling, you will win a lottery. Unlike here, there are countless weird and weird things.

If Lu Yun had the ability to turn the tide, he wouldn't have to be in such a mess.

"Could it be a ghost?"

Lu Yun clenched his teeth and couldn't help speeding up his pace.

But at the next moment, he was shocked to find that the stone room that was so close and emitting a faint green light suddenly became out of reach.

No matter how hard he ran, he couldn't enter the stone chamber.

"Ghost hitting the wall!"

Lu Yun stopped in his tracks, feeling cold in his heart.

Ghost hitting the wall is a kind of feng shui array, which can confuse people's senses and make people turn around in circles.

There is another saying... The ghost hitting the wall is a ghost that covers people's eyes with their hands to create an illusion.

Ordinary ghosts hitting the wall can't trap Lu Yun at all... This can only be the second possibility, Lu Yun's senses are blinded by something in the dark.

"My lord, don't you want your slaves?"

Suddenly, Lu Yun felt a sinister voice coming from his ear.

A rancid smell penetrated his nostrils.

Lu Yun retreated subconsciously, but the thing in the darkness followed him like a shadow, sticking tightly to Lu Yun.

Suddenly, Lu Yun smelled another foul smell in the rancid smell, as if something opened its mouth wide.

"Since you don't want slaves anymore, then slaves will eat you...you look delicious."

This is what Ge Long said just now.

Obviously, this thing has always been by Lu Yun's side!

Swah——

Suddenly, a turquoise sword glowed in the darkness.

"what--"

In the darkness, the thing let out a scream.

A small flame lit up, Wan Feng's face was pale, she staggered to Lu Yun's side with a sword in her hand.

"My lord, the servant girl you just threw hurts so much."

Wan Feng rubbed his buttocks with one hand, and looked at Lu Yun resentfully.

Lu Yun grabbed Wan Feng's arm and had a pulse.

"be cheated!"

Lu Yun immediately reacted.

What he was holding in his arms just now was indeed Wan Feng.

But that thing in the darkness blinded Lu Yun's perception and made him leave Wan Feng behind.

Wan Feng is an alchemy cultivator with tyrannical strength.Wanfeng was by Lu Yun's side, so it had no chance to attack Lu Yun.

So it blinded Lu Yun's perception and made Lu Yun leave Wan Feng behind.

"It was my fault just now, and I was fooled by that monster."

Lu Yun hurriedly comforted him.

Wan Feng was taken aback, it was the first time she heard Lu Yun apologize to herself at such a young age.

Wan Feng's cheeks turned red all of a sudden, and she also looked a little more shy.

"No, it's all the servant's fault. The servant was frightened by Ge Long and passed out accidentally."

The thing in the darkness was severely injured by the wind and disappeared.

"What was that just now? Why do the things here like to talk like slaves?"

Wan Feng was about to cry again.

"It should be a kind of ghost, but... it doesn't seem to be born in this fairy tomb."

Seeing that Wan Feng was fine, Lu Yun felt relieved.

But the next moment, his heart moved.

The things in this tomb are filled with a decayed and dilapidated atmosphere, but the thing that was suspected of being a ghost just now seemed incompatible with everything in this tomb, as if it came in from the outside.

"Is there something else coming in? Could it be the resentment of those who died on the south side of Chixuan Mountain, turned into resentful spirits?"

Lu Yun had a bad premonition in his heart.

The overwhelming corpse flies disappeared after entering the darkness.

"where is this place?"

Lu Yun opened his eyes wide, trying to see clearly through the dim light of the fire.

But the flame in Wan Feng's hand was too small, and he could only see a corner of it clearly.

Like a room?

"Young master, this seems to be a boudoir."

Wan Feng said.

Wan Feng possesses the divine sense of a cultivator, and her eyesight is far superior to that of Lu Yun.

"boudoir?"

Lu Yun's thoughts turned straight.

There are rooms in the tomb, so it is probably the place where the owner of the tomb lived, and it was rebuilt by the person who built the tomb.

"Come on, son, there is a painting here."

Suddenly, Wan Feng screamed, and she walked quickly to a corner of the room, staring straight at a painting hanging on the wall.

"What a nice view……"

Wan Feng looked at the painting and murmured.

Lu Yun also came to Wan Feng's side and looked at the painting by the light of the fire.

On the picture scroll, there is an incomparably elegant woman in white clothes, who looks young and young, with fluttering white clothes and a sword flying across the sky.

The woman in white was holding a picture scroll in her hand.

When Lu Yun looked at the woman in white, his heart couldn't help but twitch violently.

So beautiful!

Even though it was just a painting, the face, temperament, and demeanor of the woman in the painting were vividly displayed... It seemed that this was not just a painting, but a peerless beauty standing in front of her eyes.

"Tianyazi presents Danxian Yuying."

Lu Yun saw a row of small characters written in Xiaozhuan in a corner of the painting.

"Xiaozhuan?"

Xiaozhuan was a common script in the Qin and Han Dynasties on the earth. As a tomb robber who studied Chinese history intensively, Lu Yun could naturally understand Xiaozhuan.

"The characters used in the fairy world are actually Xiaozhuan."

The characters in the Immortal Realm turned out to be Xiaozhuan. Although it was beyond Lu Yun's expectation, it also made him feel relieved. At least in this way... the chances of cheating are less.

"Tianyazi? Danxian Yuying?"

Lu Yun looked at the name on the painting scroll and murmured, "Could it be that the woman on the painting is the person buried in this tomb?"

"Danxian Yuying?!"

Wan Feng's eyes widened, "How could it be her?"

"You know her?"

Lu Yun asked.

"Ok!"

Wan Feng nodded, "This Danxian Yuying is a famous figure more than 1000 years ago, the eighth generation state shepherd of Xuanzhou!"

"Legends say that Yuying, the immortal of Pill, was magnificent and unparalleled in talent and appearance. He was able to refine the elixir with the body of a cultivator! But later, Yuying was attacked by people during the celestial calamity and fell under the calamity of heaven... Unexpectedly, this The tomb turned out to be the tomb of Danxian Yuying."

"grown ups!"

Wan Feng was so excited that he almost jumped up, "Since it's the tomb of the Alchemy Immortal, there might be the Nine-Aperture Golden Pill here...or the recipe for the Nine-Aperture Golden Pill!"

"Really?"

Lu Yun's eyes also lit up, and his heart was pounding.

With the Nine-Aperture Golden Elixir, he can cultivate immortals and has the ability to pull the wind.

Even, Lu Yun can continue to be the master of Xuanzhou... Xuanzhou is barren, but he only needs to change the layout of the Nine Dragons carrying coffins in the State Shepherd's Mansion to make Xuanzhou prosperous.

Lu Yun's heart was burning.

call!

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind behind him, and something seemed to rush towards him.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Suddenly, Wan Feng turned around!

The long sword in her hand pulled out a sword flower, and stabbed straight at the thing in the darkness.

puff!

It seemed that something was poked and exploded, and Lu Yun felt a sticky thing splashing towards him.

Beside Wan Feng, a blue light and shadow flashed, blocking the viscous liquid out.

Gollum!

A head rolled down at the feet of Lu Yun and Wan Feng.

This is the head of an extremely rotten, unknown creature.Its eyeballs are about to fall out of their sockets.

The front of this head was pierced by the wind, and the front and back were transparent, just like that of Ge Long.

However, its mouth was still opening and closing, as if it was about to bite something.

"Wan Feng, cut this head off!"

Lu Yun took a few steps back in fright.

"it is good!"

After a lot of tempering in the tomb, Wan Feng's mind also grew and became decisive.

She raised the sword in her hand, bursting out with a burst of sword light, and cut the head into several pieces with the sword light.

"Let you learn from me, let you learn from me!"

While chopping, Wan Feng was still muttering softly.

……

In the depths of the fairy tomb, the main tomb.

A huge coffin was quietly suspended in mid-air, and under the coffin, a green flame was beating gently.

This flame, light and agile, seems to be an elf in the fire, completely different from the green flame that Lu Yun and Wan Feng saw.

Around the coffin, eight men in black stood in eight directions, raised their hands, and muttered something, as if they were offering sacrifices.

Suddenly, the face of a man in black changed.

"My puppet is dead, and someone else has entered this tomb."

The man in black's voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

"It came just fine."

Another man in black said, "If a stranger comes in, just use his soul as a sacrifice, quickly open Yuying's coffin, and get the 'Landscape Alchemy Map' in one fell swoop."

"Our sect has been planning for thousands of years to obtain the 'Landscape Alchemy Map', and there must be no mistakes at this time."

"I hate Tian Yazi for burying Yuying's remnant body together with the alchemy map in this ancient fairy tomb, causing my family to waste thousands of years."

……

"This time, you won't come back to life, will you?"

Wan Feng looked at the fragment of the head on the ground, gritted her teeth, tapped her finger, and the flames in her hand rushed down, burning the fragments on the ground to ashes.

Obviously, Ge Long's resurrection had too much impact on her, leaving a shadow on her young heart.

"Absolutely not."

Seeing Wan Feng's movement, Lu Yun shook his head slightly, "What is this thing? It seems that it confused my mind just now, and almost ate me up."

"But if it can be killed, it should not be a ghost, but an unknown creature or zombie."

Lu Yun let out a long breath of relief.

"This boudoir should be the former tomb. If my guess is correct, the main tomb is behind this boudoir."

"Wan Feng, the fire is getting bigger, to illuminate this place."

Lu Yun said.

"Yes."

Wan Feng's five fingers spread out.

call!

The small flame in her hand jumped slightly and turned into a fireball the size of a human head.

In an instant, the boudoir was illuminated.

"It really is a woman's boudoir!"

Lu Yun looked up and down the boudoir.

Although it has been quiet for thousands of years, it is spotless and the layout of the room is elegant. It can be seen that the owner of this boudoir should be a woman with a beautiful heart.

However, this boudoir has four portals, which are divided into four directions.

"Another round!"

Lu Yun looked at the four portals, lost in thought.

"This is a four-phase situation... The direction I came from just now is the south, the main fire. That's why there is that green flame. The thousand-year-old zombie blasted the wall before, obviously because of that flame."

"The west is dominated by gold, and those who enter the slaughtered land will die. The north is dominated by water, and there should be a big lake in the north gate."

"The main tomb is on the east side!"

Suddenly, after some calculations, Lu Yun looked towards the east door.

"Go, let's go to the east portal!"

While speaking, Lu Yun excitedly ran towards the east gate.

"Young master, go slowly!"

Wan Feng hurriedly followed.

Lu Yun came to the door and gently pushed it with his hand.

A ripple flashed across the door, and Lu Yun's body disappeared out of thin air.

"grown ups?!"

Wan Feng was shocked, she tried to push the door, but the stone door did not move.