Chapter 835 Strong Rat Wuxin

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.

It is the monk's instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

However, how can a monk practice less danger in his life?

Cultivators are walking against the sky, and the way of practice is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat.

After thinking for a while, Sun Hao subconsciously said, "Xiaohuo, Xiaozhang, do you dare to follow me into the ancient tomb?"

There was a hint of excitement in Xiao Zhang's voice, and he said tremblingly: "Dare, why don't you dare, boss, our combination can break through anywhere."

Xiaohuo's voice also trembled slightly, but unlike Xiaozhang, her trembling was out of fear. In her consciousness, Xiaohuo said submissively: "Brother, in the ancient tomb, will it be There are ghosts, Xiaohuo is afraid of ghosts."

"Hahaha", before Sun Hao could speak, Xiao Zhang had already burst into laughter: "Eldest sister, you are too humble, as a descendant of the Heaven Swallowing blood, you are actually afraid of ghosts, hahaha, even the ghost cultivator came, You can also swallow it in one gulp, it's a hammer."

On Sun Hao's shoulder, Xiaohuo glared at Xiaozhang, who was flying with eight legs. In his consciousness, he still said with a little fear: "Brother, sister Wang Qiong once said that ghosts are so terrifying, how terrifying, when Wangcun , Many nights, sister Wang Qiong dared to sleep with Xiaohuo in her arms, she said she was afraid of ghosts..."

Sun Hao couldn't help but think of Wangcun's, the ordinary one who just wanted to live an ordinary life and devoted himself to taking care of his sister Wang Qiong. Xiaohuo was deeply influenced by Wang Qiong.

As a divine beast, Xiaohuo is extremely capable, but she has never had the consciousness of being a strong person. The life she hopes for is probably like Wang Qiong, staying at Sun Hao's side with peace of mind, and living a peaceful life. Instead of fighting and killing.

But every time things went against her wishes, she had to be on edge and frightened again and again by Sun Hao's side.

At this time, I was actually afraid of ghosts.

Sun Hao smiled on his face, touched Xiao Huo's head, and said in his heart: "Little Huo, ghosts are just a kind of Yin-type thoughts that linger. We monks have strong energy and blood, and ordinary ghosts can only stay away from them." For your sake, don’t be afraid, go down with my brother, if there are really ghosts. My brother will catch a few for you to play with..."

Xiao Huo hurriedly said in Sun Hao's consciousness: "Don't, don't, brother, just run away, don't catch it..."

Comforting Xiao Huo, Sun Hao patted the spirit animal bag in front of him.

The dark blue kitten following Sun Hao's ass immediately understood Sun Hao's movements, and jumped up amidst the meowing. Got into the spirit beast bag.

Sun Hao soared up, floated over the ancient well, and then slowly descended.

The walls of the ancient well are very dry, and the walls of the well are covered with patterns. They should all record the deeds of some real women.

Sun Hao's descending speed was very slow. As he descended, he used his spiritual sense to reflect on the walls of the ancient well, to identify the handwriting, and to find information that might be useful to him from the recorded stories.

All the way down, nothing unusual.

I don't know how deep it fell. According to Sun Hao's perception, the depth of the ancient well has already penetrated into the ground.

It fell for about three full days. Below Sun Hao, the ground appeared. Dry, dusty ground.

Sun Hao landed lightly on the ground. Although he didn't exert any effort, he still splashed dust all over the sky.

In the depths of the ancient well, there seemed to be mist splashing in the consciousness.

The mist actually has the effect of hindering the spiritual consciousness. Sun Hao found that his spiritual consciousness was greatly restricted in the ancient well, and the distance he protruded was less than one mile.

Inside the ancient well, it was pitch black.

The place where Sun Hao settled was relatively spacious. Above was a huge ancient well with a radius of several zhang, while below, after extending his consciousness, Sun Hao found that the place he was in was the intersection of four passages.

Four huge passageways, three or four feet wide and two feet high, meet directly below the ancient well, forming a not very regular hall that covers an area of ​​more than one mile.

Sun Hao's consciousness can only scan to the edge of the hall.

The lobby is potholed and the floor is uneven.

In the hall, the dust was very thick, and there was nothing.

Sun Hao didn't perceive anything, nor did he perceive any living things.

But instinctively, Sun Hao felt palpitations, and stood motionless on the spot.

Deep in the ground, in the deep well, Sun Hao's body collapsed straight, his hairs stood on end, his consciousness was fully opened, and he scanned his surroundings.

There was silence all around.

On the shoulder, Xiao Huo's claws tightly grasped the clothes on Sun Hao's shoulders. Sun Hao could feel that Xiao Huo's claws were trembling slightly, as if he had found something wrong.

Xiao Zhang opened his eyes wide, and tapped on Sun Hao's shoulder with all eight feet, but remained motionless.

In the depths of the ancient well, Sun Hao felt that there was something wrong with the surroundings, but he hadn't found out what was wrong.

Xiaohuo and Xiaozhang also felt the extreme oppression of the environment, and waited for it, not daring to speak out.

At this moment, the kitten Shenlan quietly opened the spirit animal bag on Sun Hao's waist.

In the deep darkness of the well, a pair of cat's eyes flashing with faint light appeared.

Then, as if she had discovered something, Shen Lan rushed into the hall, opened her mouth and let out a cry like a baby, "Meow."

The cat meowed like weeping blood, and Sun Hao's heart suddenly jumped.

In the spiritual consciousness, Xiaohuo has already heard a cry: "Ghost!"

Putting one hand on Xiao Huo's head to comfort the panicked Xiao Huo, Sun Hao stood still, but his eyes narrowed involuntarily.

A cat meowed, as if it had alarmed a switch in the ancient tomb.

Or it may have awakened the sleeping ghosts in the ancient tomb.

Around Sun Hao, the dust in the hall fluctuated layer by layer, automatically without wind.

The floating dust seemed to be wriggling on the ground. During the wriggling, Sun Hao found that in the hall, the dust spontaneously turned into small gourds.

The dust gourds were in a mess, filling the hall in an instant.

Just as Xiaohuo exclaimed "Ghost", puffs of white smoke spewed out from the dust gourd's mouth.

White smoke filled the air, filling the entire hall in an instant.

In less than a breath of time, the space in the hall was already filled with smoke, and the diffuse smoke was condensed under control, forming lightly, and turning into miserable female ghosts in white clothes.

Sure enough, there is a ghost, and it is a female ghost.

Sun Hao's heart was slightly awe-inspiring.

As Sun Hao is a Jindan real person, ordinary ghosts can't get close at all.

When ordinary ghosts see Sun Hao, they can only back away.

However, in the ancient tomb of the real girl, the female ghosts who emerged from the dust gourd were not afraid of Sun Hao.

The female ghosts in pale white gowns with loose hair, opened their eyes, and the female ghosts with bright red blood oozing out all looked at Sun Hao in the middle.

He looked at Sun Hao's spirit beast bag around his waist.

It was the spirit beast in the bag that woke them up from their slumber just now. Now, it is time to teach the human monks who dared to break into the ancient tomb of the real woman a lesson.

With their bloody eyes wide open, their disheveled hair floated up, and the female ghosts rushed towards Sun Hao with screams from their mouths.

Sun Hao's body shook slightly, and an egg shell rushed up.

With another shake, the god of protection was propped up within the fire shield, and Xiaohuo Xiaozhang was firmly protected in the god.

In consciousness, Xiaohuo's trembling voice seemed to be trembling, trembling constantly: "Ghost, there are ghosts..."

She was a little freaked out.

Xiaozhang, who was a little careless at first, was also affected by Xiaohuo at this time, and trembled a little in his consciousness: "It's just a female, a female ghost, afraid, what are you afraid of?"

Back then, Sun Hao once fought against the ghost king in the Dragon Bird Killing Demon Palace. At that time, Sun Hao only had a foundation building cultivation base, but now he has formed a golden core. When he meets a ghost similar to the ghost king again, he is not afraid in his heart.

In his mind, he said calmly: "You all go back, I will deal with the ghosts."

Then, with a movement of consciousness, he activated the Xumi Ningkong Pagoda, intending to incorporate Xiaohuo Xiaozhang into the pagoda.

Xiaozhang disappeared with a stabbing sound and was taken in.

But Xiao Huo was trembling on Sun Hao's shoulder, and was not included in the tower.

Sun Hao was slightly taken aback.

At this time, the female ghosts were screaming and pounced on Sun Hao's Fire Aegis.

Bursts of blue smoke rose from the Fire Aegis, but no flames sputtered out.

That is to say, in the judgment of Raging Fire Aegis, the attacks of the female ghosts do not need splash counterattacks.

Before Sun Hao could drive the Xumi Ningkong Pagoda again, the Fire Aegis on his body was smashed.

With a move of his consciousness, Sun Hao once again put on a fire aegis, and his heart was filled with dread.

I don't know how long the Zangtian Market has existed, and the female ghosts don't know what kind of existence it is. Every female ghost in the dust is more powerful than the ghost king back then. Composed of cold air, it was so cold that the Fire Aegis couldn't stop it for a long time. (to be continued ~^~)