From Jiu Shu's world

"Thank you Captain"

Alin thanked him and was taken back, but at this time he had already become an unscrupulous pathogen.

The sickness is terrible, and it takes a lot of worldly life to cover the entire mountain and all the soldiers.

And such a large range requires a lot of spiritual power.

But one of the frightening aspects of sickness is that the disease she induces may spread faster than it.

Soldiers like Alin were sent into the camp one by one. They were scattered everywhere, and no one found them at first.

By the time many squad leaders realized that something was wrong, an unknown number of people in the entire camp already had a fever.

In just one or two hours, thousands of people were weak, feverish and drowsy.

"Seniors, the barracks have been dealt with."

Henry Zhang put away A Bao and said to the people behind him.

But when everyone looked at him, they didn't know what to say.

Right now it’s just sickness, and what these soldiers are infected with is just a serious body heat fever, but if Henry Zhang is replaced by the plague, it’s hard to say how many people in this barracks can survive.

"It's such a horrible sickness, even if the source is cut off, as long as there is still one person who gets sick, I'm afraid it will continue to regenerate and spread."

Zhang Qingsong's face was slightly serious, and he saw how sick this was, and said without a doubt that Henry Zhang's sickness had reached this level, and he could easily set off a plague.

Counting the lives of 10 people is in the palm of their hands, so it is terrifying.

Master Ci'en nodded and said, "It's really powerful. Fortunately, such secret techniques and spirit beasts didn't fall into the hands of evil people. It's very lucky."

The secret technique is powerful, but it also needs a powerful Gu beast, if someone else has refined such a disease Gu.

Those Gu beasts can make people's headaches and brain fever, and it's fate to kill people.

If you want to become a character like the Lord of Plague in the world, you want to be beautiful, this monk of kindness can see it clearly.

"It's just a lucky encounter with Ah Bao."

Henry Zhang said modestly, then looked at the gray dwarf hill of the imperial mausoleum, and said, "Seniors, it's time to enter the mountain."

581章 入阵

The gloomy mist of the imperial mausoleum was still billowing, and after the soldiers guarding outside were cleared away, the billowing became more and more gloomy.

That kind of Yin Qi condenses like a solid body, and it seems to form countless grimaces faintly.

Everyone in Henry Zhang went down the hillside and came to the front of Huangling Mountain, everyone looked very serious.

Such a strong and terrifying yin and suffocation means that this trip will never come to peace.

"The situation in Huangling Mountain is difficult to understand. It is unpredictable to enter this time. Fellow Daoists, please be careful."

"Senior Brother Zhang, when you join our industry, you have life and death, so what are you worried about?"

Just after Zhang Qingsong finished speaking, Zheng Qiu, a casual cultivator, suddenly laughed. He was alone, and by chance, he got the inheritance of an old Taoist priest.

After wandering for many years, I don't know how many demons and demons have been slain, and many things have indeed been overlooked.

When Zheng Qiu said this, many monks who were originally serious suddenly laughed. In the past, there was no fear in slaying demons and demons, but today I can't see through them.

Although everyone laughed, none of the few Lianxu, except Henry Zhang, felt relaxed.

The more powerful it is, the more you can feel the strangeness in the imperial mausoleum, the turbulence of Yin Qi is second, and there seem to be more things hidden in it.

Zhang Qingsong was full of worries, and he didn't know whether he would be able to come out after going in this time.

But in the end it was the leader of the Zhengyi faction, with a forced smile on his face, he said, "Friends of the Daoist, enter the battle."

After receiving the order, a group of monks stepped into the gloomy imperial tomb.

Although there are no fewer than two or three hundred of them, none of them is a fool. The people behind the scenes are not only powerful, but also able to send countless people to stop the various factions.

That means that there may be more dangers in this imperial tomb, and once one steps into it, one's life or death will be uncertain.

It is precisely because of this determination that there is a little more windy and cold feeling in Yi Shuihan.

When everyone stepped into the range of the imperial mausoleum, they felt that the scene in front of them had changed, as if the world had changed.

It looks like a gray imperial mausoleum from the outside, but it is terribly decayed at this time. The trees in the imperial mausoleum are withered and decayed, the sky is gray and the sun is not visible, and it is constantly changing.

This environment is like putting people in a coffin, depressing and terrifying. As soon as they entered, they felt that the spiritual power in their bodies was suppressed a lot.

"Is this a ghost domain?"

Master Ci'en asked with a serious face. Such an appearance of isolation from the outside world made him think of the ghosts he encountered in dealing with evil spirits in the past.

The ghost domain has always been troublesome. The power of the ghosts in it has increased by three points out of thin air. If the cultivation base is a little higher than those ghosts, I am afraid that they will be blocked by the ghosts and cannot escape.

"It's not Ghostland."

Henry Zhang vetoed it when he opened his mouth. Although the scene in front of him was isolated from the outside world, it was not because of the ghost domain, but the dragon lock array arranged by the man behind the scene.

The dragon aura in the world is so huge, if there is no feng shui formation to gather this dragon aura in this place, it would have been a strange phenomenon long ago.

Henry Zhangdao: "This place has been arranged with a very clever formation. The land veins are connected, and the dragon energy is arrested. It is very powerful, so it is isolated from the outside world."

"Feng Shui formation, don't we step into someone else's territory?"

Among the monks, there was one with an unsightly face and asked. ,

"That's not necessarily the case. Detaining the dragon's energy has already involved more than half of the power of this Fengshui formation. It is not easy to mobilize this formation to deal with us."

Henry Zhang said something, and everyone looked slightly relaxed, Zhang Qingsong said: "Fellow Taoists, let's go deep into the imperial mausoleum, if we don't stop it, that person will be done."

In the imperial mausoleum, although it was dark and strange, everyone could still faintly feel the wisps of dragon energy, attracting towards the center.

Then it gradually disappeared without a breath.

Everyone knew that things should not be delayed, so they quickly ran towards the middle of the imperial mausoleum.

The imperial mausoleum occupies the word Mausoleum, which doesn't just refer to the mausoleum, but refers to the entire mountain where the royal family is buried.

The underground palace is buried underground, but there are half a lot of buildings on the ground.

The long spiritual path paved with bluestone bricks extends to the depths of Huangling Mountain, a distance of a thousand meters.

Both sides of the Lingdao were originally neat and lush trees, pines and cypresses, but now the branches and leaves are rotten, and the rotten leaves have shed a thick layer, exuding a rotten smell.