I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

Compared with the previous section, the passage at this fork is darker, more gusty, and especially terrifying.

On the ground, there are still corpses. I don’t know how many years they have been dead. Even the indestructible ancient armor on their bodies has even been rusted.

Occasionally, ancient medicines can be seen growing on those bones, green and dripping, surrounded by streamers, the scene is very unharmonious.

The roots and stems of these ancient medicines were all circulated by the dead air. The monks who passed by only picked the fruits or flowers, and did not dare to dig out the roots, for fear of being contaminated with the dead air.

Qin Feng didn't have any taboos. When he saw an ancient medicine with a good grade, he just dug it up and threw it into the space in the book of Misty Record.

In the following time, he kept walking forward and went through several forks. Along the way, he saw soldiers transformed by the killing power and monks fighting each other. He didn't stop.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, Qin Feng heard a deafening roar in the distance ahead, like an evil spirit, which made people's scalp numb.

There was also the sound of monks screaming.

Qin Feng sped up his speed and rushed there, and found that this was another huge open space, enough to place more than ten cities, and it was thousands of feet high, and the top could hardly be seen.

It is unbelievable that this is actually a space inside a mountain.

The corpses of the dead, broken weapons and armor can be seen everywhere, and there are mysterious and complicated ancient texts on the walls.

The most eye-catching one is a medicine field, all of which are piled up with different attributes of spirit stones. They are colorful and arranged with each other to form an ancient spirit-gathering formation.

There are three holy medicines growing on it, fresh and tender, shining brightly.

Guarding here are three black flood dragons transformed by the killing power. They should be the mounts of some strong man, and they are covered with heavy armor.

Hundreds of monks here, together with Lingshan Buddha, are dealing with these flood dragons.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In the fierce battle, terrifying energy fluctuations erupted, and if one was not careful, he would die.

There are already many monks' limbs and arms broken on the ground, and the armor of the three black flood dragons has also been broken into large pieces, and it seems difficult to last for a long time.

"Boom!"

Lingshan Buddha made a strong move, using the palm of the Tathagata, and slapped one of the dragons on the stone wall with one palm, and the body transformed by the killing power even dimmed a lot.

Seeing this, the other monks also displayed powerful martial arts one after another, and their advantages against the remaining two flood dragons became more and more obvious.

"Roar!"

However, at this moment, the three flood dragons suddenly roared into the sky, their voices were deafening.

The bodies transformed by their killing power suddenly began to disintegrate, turning into strands of killing power, and then converged in the same direction.

"This...what's the situation, are they going to fit together?" Seeing this scene, the monks here were all shocked.

And the next scene confirmed their guess.

The wisps of killing power produced by the three flood dragons quickly gathered together and formed a larger flood dragon, whose body was like a small hill.

"Roar!"

It roared, rolling sound waves, and instantly shocked three or four monks until their seven orifices bled to death. The other monks had to protect their bodies with spiritual energy.

The strength of this even bigger black flood dragon has been greatly improved.

Seeing the terrifying black flood dragon in front of them, all the monks froze in place, as if seeing a god of death.

They still had a chance to fight back just now, but now, the coercion released by the huge black flood dragon suppressed them so much that they couldn't move at all.

"Roar!"

The huge black flood dragon roared again, and charged towards Lingshan Buddha. It knew that among the monks here, Lingshan Buddha was the strongest, and it hurt it the most just now.

"Humph!"

Lingshan Buddha let out a cold snort, and he spit out a mysterious and jerky note, like a low groan from hell.

In an instant, an astonishing evil spirit gushed out from his body crazily, replacing the Buddha light that originally surrounded his body, and the breath soared.

At this moment, he no longer looked like a Buddha, but a devil who came out of hell.

"How is this going!"

The sudden change of Lingshan Fozi stunned everyone here, and they were all dumbstruck.

Even Qin Feng showed a look of surprise. At this time, he realized that the evil spirit he encountered in the white mist before came from the Lingshan Buddha who was also in the white mist.

"Bah!"

At this moment, Lingshan Fozi spit out a Buddhist mantra, and the vast evil spirit outside his body instantly turned into a man-tall Buddhist script, and the evil spirit rushed towards the black dragon.

It looks very inconsistent and weird.

"Boom!"

When the black flood dragon collided with the Buddhist mantra, a terrifying energy fluctuation erupted, and the shattering killing power and evil spirit filled the entire space in an instant.

The cultivation base of the current Lingshan Buddha has improved too much, the black flood dragon flew out directly, and hit the distant stone wall, causing the stone wall and the ground to tremble violently, and cracks appeared in the surrounding void.

"Mi! Hum!"

The black flood dragon rolled over and wanted to fly again, but the Lingshan Buddha who stood in the void spoke the Buddhist mantra again, and the two one-person high Buddhas gathered by the vast evil spirit all rushed towards it to kill.

"Boom!"

The black flood dragon had no power to fight back, it was completely obliterated, turned into countless killing powers, and dissipated between heaven and earth.

There was silence.

All the monks looked at Lingshan Buddha in a daze, feeling unreal.

And at this time, Lingshan Buddha also turned his head and looked at the many monks here.

"You seem to have seen something you shouldn't have seen."

In the voice of Lingshan Buddha, only the cold killing intent remained, and said: "Now I will send you a ride."

After saying that, he stretched out his palm, and the monstrous evil power turned into a huge spiritual palm, and slapped it downward, intending to kill all the monks here.

"No! Don't kill me!" Those monks were terrified and begged for mercy when they saw the huge spiritual palm falling from the sky.

Only Qin Feng couldn't help frowning slightly, he had only just arrived here, and it was a bit too unlucky for him to be killed by Lingshan Buddha.

He also made a move, using the Mahamudra of the Void, converging the vast spiritual energy, cutting forward against the sky, and meeting the falling Tathagata palm.

"Boom!"

The two palms collided, and a terrifying energy fluctuation erupted. Many monks below were blown away by the astonishing air wave, and smashed heavily on the distant stone wall.

Although many were injured, they managed to save their lives.

At the same time, because of the coercion on Lingshan Buddha's son, they could no longer be exerted on them at this moment, and each of them fled away in a hurry, regardless of their injuries.