The dim tomb passage seemed to have no end, the rough stone walls around it were seeping with cold water droplets, and the air was filled with a cold and dull smell of decay.
The group of people had been walking for an unknown amount of time, and glowing water bubbles were suspended in the air, stretching their shadows slantingly. Lin Qingyang looked at the gloomy surroundings and thought that he was walking in someone else's grave at the moment, and he couldn't help but feel a chill on the back of his neck.
As he was staring at the shadows on the wall, he suddenly noticed that one of the shadows seemed to be distorted, and then it peeled off the stone wall and rushed toward him silently!
Lin Qingyang gave a short exclamation. Before he could dodge, Cang Mo had already taken him into his arms. Apparently he had noticed it a long time ago. He raised his hand and struck out with his palm. The black Demonic Qi instantly tore the black shadow into pieces.
Everyone immediately became alert and stopped back to back.
Deep in the silent corridor, gusts of dark wind suddenly blew up, mixed with low and shrill whimpers. In the darkness, pairs of green light spots lit up one after another. Then, dozens of translucent huge Wolf Shadows broke out from the shadow of the stone wall, and the rich Demonic Qi instantly filled the entire space, surrounding them.
"It turns out that the one at the door just didn't do anything, but ran down to call for help." Jin Buhuan said, and the folding fan in his hand instantly turned into a staff.
"These Wolf Shadows are transformed from the remaining Demonic Qi in the tomb, and have no entity." Cang Mo protected Lin Qingyang behind him and said in a deep voice.
Before he finished speaking, several Wolf Shadows opened their fangs and rushed forward. Cang Mo's five fingers turned into sharp claws, and the domineering Demonic Qi directly hit Wolf Shadows who was rushing in front. E was torn apart. On the other side, the Thunderclap Mace lightning in Mo Yan's hand swept out; Jin Buhuan's staff also shot out dazzling golden light.
However, after the light dissipated, the scattered Wolf Shadows reunited not far away and took shape again.
They seemed to have some kind of hunting instinct and began to change their strategies. A few feigned attacks from the front, while the rest were hidden in the darkness, waiting for opportunities to sneak attack from the sides and rear.
Jin Buhuan is not good at close combat. He couldn't dodge, and his shoulder was severely scratched by the wolf's claws, and blood immediately seeped out.
He covered the wound and retreated to the wall, gritted his teeth and said, "Why are there more and more of these ghosts being beaten? They are absorbing the Demonic Power we shot out!"
Cold sweat broke out on Mo Yan's forehead. As a Human Clan monk, he had to allocate a large number of Spiritual Power here to resist the all-pervasive Demonic Qi, and was simply unable to support this kind of war of attrition.
Seeing more and more Wolf Shadows coming from all directions, almost drowning them, Cang Mo's eyes darkened, and violent black Demonic Qi exploded around him.
Accompanied by a deafening wolf howl, his figure expanded rapidly in the black mist. A dazzling white light tore through the black mist, and then a large and majestic white wolf appeared.
The white wolf stepped on the ground with four claws, and the terrifying coercion belonging to Demon King swept through the entire tomb passage like a violent wind. The surrounding stone walls shook violently, and the gravel fell. Amber's eyes coldly swept around, and he let out a low roar in his throat.
Those fierce Wolf Shadows, after feeling the same origin but more domineering and pure Demonic Qi, actually shrank back.
The white wolf approached step by step, then opened its huge mouth, and a blazing white light spurted out. The Wolf Shadowss let out a shrill wail, which completely dissipated like morning mist in the white light, and could no longer gather together.
Jin Buhuan Looking at the huge, god-like beast with snow-white fur, he couldn't help but sigh, "Is this his true body?"
Lin Qingyang poked his head out from behind the white wolf and raised his eyebrows proudly. "Doesn't it look good? This hair feels amazing when you touch it."
The white wolf turned back and glanced at him helplessly.
At this moment, the stone slabs beneath everyone's feet suddenly made an overwhelming crunching sound.
"Be careful!" Mo Yan's face changed.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Qingyang felt that his feet were empty, and the originally flat ground collapsed in a large area without warning. Along with the broken stones, the whole person fell straight into darkness.
The feeling of weightlessness hit him, and before Lin Qingyang had time to shout, a white afterimage jumped down. In mid-air, the white wolf accurately grabbed the skirt of his back, and his huge body twisted deftly in the air, and landed steadily on a raised rock formation.
Lin Qingyang was hung in the air and swayed for two times, and he could clearly feel the warm breath exhaled by the white wolf above his head.
"Are you okay?" Jin Buhuan's anxious voice came from above.
Lin Qingyang looked up and saw Jin Buhuan and Mo Yan lying at the entrance of the collapsed hole looking down through the glowing water bubbles that fell together.
"It's okay!" Lin Qingyang shouted.
He lowered his head, glanced below, and vaguely saw a huge white object that seemed to be entrenched at the bottom.
"What is that?" Lin Qingyang pointed downwards.
Bai Lang looked in the direction he pointed. With his excellent night vision ability, he could clearly see the scene at the bottom. Amber's pupils shrank suddenly.
Then he took Lin Qingyang and jumped lightly into the bottom of the pit, put the person down, and then restored his human form. Next to him, Mo Yan and Jin Buhuan also jumped down along the rock wall.
At the bottom of the pit is a wide open space, and in the center of the open space, quietly crawling, a huge beast skeleton.
The skeleton was as huge as a hill. Even though it had turned into white bones, you could still feel the terrifying pressure. But its posture revealed a cruelty. The huge head was facing the depths of the tomb, and its front paws were dug deeply into the hard rock. It was obvious that at the last moment of its life, it was still trying hard to climb in that direction.
Cang Mo walked forward, lowered his head and smelled next to the skeleton.
"It's Cang Yu." Cang Mo said in a deep voice.
Mo Yan frowned. "He is also your ancestor after all. It would be too disrespectful for you to call him by his first name."
Cang Mo looked at him speechlessly. "We Demon Clan are not as particular as you Human Clan."
Lin Qingyang walked forward, looked at the deep scratches on the ground, and speculated softly. "He must have returned here when he was about to die. He wanted to go to the main tomb to see that person for the last time, but unfortunately... he couldn't make it to the end and died here."
Looking at this white skeleton, Lin Qingyang's heart seemed to be gently pinched by something, and there was a delicate feeling of sadness.
Five hundred years ago, the all-powerful Demon King died here with what kind of despair at the end of his life. If one day, he also dies, will A-Qi be like Cang Yu?
"What is that?" Jin Buhuan suddenly said, pointing to the depth of the skeleton's chest.
Everyone moved closer and looked at the faintly blackened spine. Cang Mo stepped forward, condensed Demonic Power on their fingertips, and suddenly pulled out a dark fragment from deep within the bone seam.
Although the fragment was rusty, it still exuded a heart-stopping sharp cold light. As soon as it was separated from the bone, the Demonic Qi around the skeleton seemed to have lost its suppression, and suddenly became richer, turning into black Demonic Qi lingering around.
Cang Mo stared at the fragment in his hand and frowned.
Lin Qingyang stepped forward and took it and looked at it. "This is... the fragment of Nine Heavens Sword?"
Jin Buhuan also said, "According to ancient books, Nine Heavens Sword was broken into pieces when he killed Cang Yu. This fragment should have entered his body at that time."
Lin Qingyang frowned slightly, remembering what Yin Yu had said before about Demon Emperor City's Nine Heavens Sword fragment being stolen, but before he could think about it, he heard Cang Mo suddenly groan.
Lin Qingyang raised his eyes and saw that Cang Mo was nailed to the spot with a painful expression on his face, while the black Demonic Qi overflowing from the bones was continuously drilling into Cang Mo's body. The frantic black Demonic Qi around Cang Mo whipped up strong winds, shaking the surrounding rocks to pieces.
"A-Qi!" Lin Qingyang tried to get closer despite the strong wind, but was pulled back by Mo Yan.
Then I heard Jin Buhuan say, "The thousand-year demon pill he swallowed before has not been fully digested, and now he has absorbed Demonic Qi from Cang Yu. With so many Demonic Qi, he will lose control!"
In the strong wind, Cang Mo slowly raised his eyes to look at the crowd. Those Amber eyes were covered with a layer of scarlet, and his eyes were fierce and violent, like a mad beast.