In addition to the friction sound of bones twisting, there are also some whispers that are difficult to distinguish, as if they are women, elderly, children, or some animals whispering in their ears.

These words have no specific meaning, but the sound is very low and emits some strange syllables.

Similar sounds are often heard in horror movie scenes.

Tang Xian and Tang were very fleshy and didn't feel anything. Xuanniao felt even more intimate when he heard these sounds.

The battle came very suddenly.

These soldiers from the Dead Kingdom began to move towards Tang Xian frantically, as if they had unreasonable hatred towards the living creatures.

But in terms of speed and strength, the strength is only about the elite level, and some are even less than that.

The bone warriors were densely packed and formed a sea of ​​bones. The tides were surging, as if they were about to completely submerge the enemy.

"Can you fly?" Tang Xian asked.

[Do you think the sky is safe?] Xuanniao said.

In the sky, more than a dozen huge bone dragons were hovering, and countless creatures like golden stunning birds were also present.

But there is only the skeleton left.

It seemed as if the Night King led his army to fight. Although Tang Xian was not scared, he did feel spectacular.

He shook his head and said:

"Then I can only kill you."

After saying that, Tang Xiaoru rushed forward. Tang Xian's right hand was like a knife and rushed forward quickly.

"What's on the other end of these bone piles?"

【An entrance with stronger breath in the underworld.】

“In front?”

As he spoke, Tang Xian's figure drew a straight line.

Whether it is the diving dragon or the monsters spliced ​​with bones on the ground, they are all cleanly divided by this straight line.

The gold-breaking iron of the broken gold beast can cut off the hardest metal, let alone these bones?

[Just ahead.] Xuanniao did not attack these white bone warriors.

Its vision is different from that of Tang Xian and others.

The Xuanniao could see the obsessions attached to these bones. Although it did not care about these obsessions, it thought that if this was really the master's spiritual prison, then it would never be able to do anything.

Faced with all kinds of attacks, the Xuanniao just flapped its wings and tried its best to avoid it. It was extremely sensitive, and these undead creatures that were equivalent to the elite level could not do anything to it.

Tang Xian saw this scene, but didn't say much.

Although the beasts in this world have enlightened themselves, they still have some habits of beasts after all.

For example, loyalty. Xuanniao's loyalty to Minghuang has probably reached a level of ignorance.

Perhaps deep down, I can realize that obsession has nothing to do with my master, but I still can't help but want to serve it.

For Xuanniao, the greatest restraint is probably that the two of them will not help each other in this battle.

It is responsible for guiding Tang Xian, but it will never take action against these obsessions.

Tang Xian didn't care. He didn't need Xuanniao's help to kill elite enemies.

Tang's style of playing is very simple and unpretentious, and he just smashes his fist.

Although he is a natural disaster-level strength, due to his serious attributes, he is only as powerful as an ordinary perfect creature in terms of offensive ability. However, he can easily deal with these white bone army.

Tang Xian became even faster, like a happy swordsman, wherever he passed, the truth was everywhere, and the terrifying slash made these bones constantly split.

Straight cutting lines divide everything around them to level them.

However, Tang Xian frowned immediately. Although these enemies were very weak, their vitality seemed to be endless.

No matter how you kill, you can't kill it.

Even if they are killed, the cut bones will soon be reunited.

Not only that, every time he approached these creatures, Tang Xian felt a force absorbing his life.

It feels the same as when you step into the Lingbo Prison of Xuanniao, and it is not much different to the extent.

[This is just the outermost periphery of Lingbo Prison. The obsessions here have no form, and the enemy is extremely weak. If you want to continue moving forward, the aura of the Underworld will be stronger. I have to tell you that even if the spiritual imperfection is broken, the aura of the Underworld at its core is also extremely strong. The obsessions there are beyond imagination.] Xuanniao's tone is serious, with a warning.

"It's so fast to turn against the water." Tang Xian said.

[Hmph, since I promised to help you, I will naturally help you, but in this inheritance, I can only be a guide. Whether I can get the recognition of my master depends on yourself.]

"Let's say first that excessive longing for a person will make you wrong judgments. I don't expect you to help me, but you'd better remember that if you interfere with me, you are interfering with the only one in the world who can avenge your master."

There were a few clean and neat strokes, just like Tang Xian's tone.

Xuanniao and Tang Xian reached a consensus. It swelled its wings, and a fierce storm raged on the deadly place. Tang Xian and Tang jumped on Xuanniao's back very tacitly.

This battle will not end at all. These obsessions will only be endless and reborn again after death. It is just a waste of time to continue fighting.

The sky became dimming and the yin energy became heavier.

Originally, there was only the sound of whispering and rubbing bones, but a terrifying beast roar came from a distance. Tang Xian felt that he had heard this sound but suddenly couldn't remember it.

[The concrete obsession will be even more terrifying to the aura of life. Tang Xian, you will be dead. Did you hear the beast roar? This means that the concrete completion of these obsessions is extremely high.]

Even though he said that, the speed of the Xuanniao was not slow at all. It was flying at full speed, and even the speed was above the Tang aircraft. The huge storm with the wings flapping made the bone dragon behind him unable to get close.

Tang Xian didn't say anything, just looked at the scene under the bird's back silently.

The bones that can't be seen at first sight.

From now on, Tang Xian felt a little worried. The Power of Eden seemed to be effective only on living objects and had no effect on mechanical objects and dead objects.

Whether you are attacked by these monsters or attacked by these monsters, there is no resistance prompt in your sea of ​​consciousness.

It is the same obsession, and it seems that these obsessions in the underworld are different from those in the sea-Zhenhai monks under the deep sea.

The sea god's obsession seems to have created a real life, and these obsessions in the underworld are, after all, dead objects.

What you can rely on now is your combat power and terrifying vitality after completely strengthening in the past six months.

...

...

After a long pursuit, the skeleton warriors finally gave up on the pursuit.

Xuanniao and Tang Xian did not breathe a sigh of relief.

Just a few minutes ago, when Xuanniao was almost feeling a little tired, Gu Long and the white bone soldiers on the ground finally stopped moving.

The fog of death became thicker and the black bird flew into a valley.

Before entering this valley, the undead army was extremely crazy in chasing posture, but the moment they entered the valley, all the undead army stopped.

The bone dragons chasing the black bird in the low altitude also stopped quickly, but they watched Tang Xian and others enter the valley with their eyes without eyeballs.

The thick dead fog should have cast a light green layer on the entire space. But what is presented in the visual sense is a bit dull blue.

After flying into the valley, the Xuanniao did not move forward rashly, but just hovered in the air. Tang Xian looked at the scene beneath him and frowned and said:

"Why is it another pit?"

[What?] Xuanniao didn't know that Tang Xian jumped into a pit when he was looking for the inheritance of the sea god.

But the pit emits a fiery red light because of the lava.

There is also a pit now, like the entrance to the abyss hell.

A faint blue light came from the bottom, as if the bottom of the abyss was filled with blue crystal mines.

Tang Xian looked at all this and asked:

"Will it be safer if you enter from the Spirit Bo Prison?"

【Don’t even think about it, it is too dangerous for me to open the Lingbo Prison here.】

"Why?"

[You won't understand the special suppression between the underworld beasts. If I open the Spirit Bo Prison here, those powerful obsessions under this abyss will squeeze into my Spirit Bo Prison, and even my Spirit Bo Prison will be swallowed.]

Xuanniao rejected Tang Xian's proposal and continued:

[These blue lights are coming from the Netherworld Stream. Only where the deepest breath of the underworld is the formation of a small area of ​​Netherworld Stream. The obsession in the Netherworld Stream is almost the same as before. However, weak obsessions cannot survive in the Netherworld Stream and will be directly wiped out.]

"So those bones and bones are not afraid to pursue them here?"

[Yes, they are just some weak obsessions that need to be attached to the outside world. Tang Xian, I advise you again. It is still too late to give up now. The Netherworld Spark is the highest level of spiritual thin prison, and I can't even get it out.]

"Don't you want to meet your master?"

[You said it too, that's obsession.]

"I don't like to play life, but at the end of the game, I always have to fight for life. In addition... How strong is the Lingbo Prison of Minghuang? Do you call this a small piece of Netherworld Stream?" Tang Xian's tone decisively.

Xuanniao said:
To be continued...