Chapter 188 The place of burial! (Second update)

Chapter 188 The place of burial! (Second update)

The boy had already begun to cast spells, and Bai Hu's body had also lit up with a faint white light. Huan Yin knew that the white tiger was no match for Tongzi. If it took Tongzi's blow again, even if it didn't die, it would probably be seriously injured.

White tiger roared from its mouth, and kept looking towards Huan Yin, obviously hoping that Huan Yin could help it.

Huan Yin looked at Bai Hu's eyes asking for help, and he felt more and more that in this strange world, only the white tiger in front of him was the same kind as himself, because neither of them was crazy, let alone lost their minds.

Huan Yin has been kind and generous since he was a child. Although he has experienced a lot now and the killings have become heavier, the kindness deep in his heart has never changed. Huan Yin decided to take a gamble and try to save the injured white tiger.

The next moment, the boy finished casting the spell, and it looked like he was about to cast an earth-shattering spell. At this critical moment, Huan Yin suddenly mobilized all his spiritual power and struggled to withstand the pressure of the boy's spell. Even though he was in danger of being injured, he insisted on walking a long distance and stood at the edge of the fight between the boy and the white tiger. Flat top edge.

"Your technique is too weak. I have a technique here that is stronger than yours!" Huan Yin shouted at the boy, revealing all the spiritual power fluctuations in his body, trying to attract the boy's attention.

The moment the boy heard Huan Yin's shout, the spell he was about to cast stopped and he turned his head to look towards Huan Yin.

When Huan Yin was looked at by the boy, a large mouthful of blood spurted out instantly. He felt that his soul seemed a little unstable, as if it was trembling.

Huan Yin was horrified and shouted at Bai Hu: "Run!" Then, without caring about Bai Hu, he turned around and ran away. Huan Yin could only do so much for the white tiger. If the boy still refused to let it go, there was nothing he could do.

Huan Yin was very fast, and he even used his own essence and blood to escape at an unprecedented speed. Just when he thought he was safe, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of him, blocking his way.

Huan Yin stopped suddenly and took a closer look. Who could this figure be if it wasn't that boy?

The current situation is the worst one Huan Yin expected after he decided to take a gamble. He stared at the boy in front of him, feeling extremely nervous.

However, since Huan Yin dared to help Bai Hu lure the boy away, he had a way to avoid him. Although he himself is not completely sure of this method, it is the only method he can use now.

The next moment, the boy raised his hand and began to cast a spell, and the pressure around him continued to dissipate, causing Huan Yin in front of him to tremble uncontrollably. Huan Yin was dripping with cold sweat all over his body. The boy across from him was so cultivated that he probably didn't even need to take action. As long as he completed the spell in his hand, he would be crushed directly by the pressure. Because now, the target of the boy's spell is directly Huan Yin, and he is no longer a bystander.

With a cruel look on his face, Huan Yin raised his palm and slapped his chest fiercely. Then he spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and his whole body suddenly became sluggish. At the same time, the aura around him was completely restrained, and even a slight death aura appeared on his body. This made the spiritual power fluctuations coming from his body not only extremely weak, but also very dim.

After doing this, Huan Yin fell to the ground, trying his best to keep himself calm, looking at the boy opposite who was still casting spells, waiting for the verdict of fate - there was only so much he could do, if he The observed patterns were really useful, and he believed he could survive.

After Huan Yin fell, the hand of the boy opposite who was casting a spell suddenly slowed down. Although his eyes were still blank, he seemed to be looking in Huan Yin's direction. Then, the boy's spell-casting movement stopped completely. He stood numbly on the spot, staring blankly in Huan Yin's direction, as if he had lost the target of the spell.

In this way, the boy stood there for a while, then the spiritual energy fluctuations around him dispersed, turned around, flew into the sky, and left.

Huan Yin lay on the ground and exhaled heavily. He maintained his breath-condensed state and struggled to get up. Just now, in order to ensure that he could successfully avoid the boy's attention, he decisively dealt with himself. He knew very well that no matter how serious the injury was, it would be better than death. So now, he is back to his previous state again, and he needs to recover from his injuries for a while.

Huan Yin slowly walked back to his cave, then sat down cross-legged and began to take out the elixirs and spiritual stones to heal his wounds. Just now he saw the top of the mountain in the distance. There was nothing there. The white tiger must have left.

Huan Yin stayed in his cave for another three days. This time he was injured more and more, and it became a little difficult to fully recover. He felt that he needed to go to the outside world to fully recover, because the death energy here was too strong and the spiritual energy was too thin.

Therefore, Huan walked out of the cave three days later because he had not fully recovered. He was eager to find a way out of here and return to the White Tiger Department. Moreover, he was worried that if he left for a long time, the war situation in the White Tiger Tribe would reverse, which would be very bad.

Huan Yin probably remembered the way he came. He wanted to find the passage he came in to see if he could go back the same way and get out of here. Lao Wu must be no longer there, maybe he is no longer in this world.

Huan Yin's speed was not fast, and he always maintained a state of restrained breath. From time to time, wherever he passed, there would be the roar of fighting. This was something Huan Yin had long been accustomed to.

However, when he reached a place where he had no image, the sound of fighting around him completely disappeared. Even though he walked in this unfamiliar place for half an hour, he never heard a roar again. Instead, monks passed by him from time to time, and some even walked together in twos and threes, but no fights broke out.

Huan Yin looked at the monks passing by him in astonishment. He had never seen so many monks in one place, and these monks were obviously exactly the same as the monks fighting outside. They were either madmen or completely irrational. . However, they all remained calm, and no one took action here.

Huan Yin felt as if he had arrived at a strange place, and perhaps there would be something incredible in front of him. Huan Yin became extremely cautious. He did not want to become a madman or even lose his mind completely. His intuition told him that maybe somewhere in front of him was the reason why all the monks here were going crazy.

Finally, when Huan Yin walked out of the dense forest and came to an open place, many monks appeared in front of him. Without exception, those monks had lost themselves just like those Huan Yin had encountered before. Huan Yin looked intently and saw a huge mountain peak directly in front of him. However, except for the sparse trees on this mountain peak, there was nothing special about it.

At the foot of the mountain, there was a huge cave open, and the monks Huan Yin had seen before were constantly going in and out of the cave, as if this cave was the gathering place for these monks.

In front of the cave, there is a huge stone tablet erected. This stone tablet is almost identical to the one Huan Yincai saw when he entered this place. Even the traces of time on it are exactly the same. There are also four bright red characters on the stone tablet - the place of burial.

The moment Huan Yin saw these four words, he subconsciously felt that the word "burial" on the stone tablet was probably written wrong, and the word "hidden" should be used instead. However, he suddenly thought of the strangeness of this place. The bloody word "burial" might not be wrong.

Huan Yin stopped and observed from a distance for a while. From beginning to end, he only saw monks coming in and out of the cave, and nothing else. Huan Yin even felt that the monks in this land seemed to have a little more piety, which he had never noticed before.

Suddenly, a figure entered Huan Yin's field of vision. That figure was wearing barbarian clothing, and the fluctuations in cultivation coming from his body were those of the late Huaying stage that Huan Yin was all too familiar with - this person was Lao Wu.

Lao Wu's expression at this moment also became a little crazy, and he looked not much different from the monks around him. However, Huan Yin could still see a hint of clarity in his eyes that no one else had. Perhaps this was the reason why Lao Wu had not been here long. However, if Lao Wu stays here, one day in the future, he will definitely become a monk who has completely lost his mind.

After seeing Lao Wu, Huan Yin couldn't bear it anymore. He wanted to see what kind of place this place was, why there were so many monks, and what took away their sanity and turned them into It's like a zombie.

When Huan Yin stood up and walked out, his expression changed, his eyes were dull, and his expression was dull. Now he looked exactly the same as the people around him, without any difference. This place was so weird, Huan Yin knew that only by blending in with these people could he truly see everything here clearly.

Soon, Huan Yin passed the huge stone tablet with the "Place of Burial Path" engraved on it and walked into the dark cave.

The moment Huan Yin entered the cave, he was stunned. What surprised him was not the endless number of monks here, but that these monks were all looking at the surrounding mountain walls.

There is light on the mountain wall, which is the only light in the cave. What emits this light are densely packed and neatly arranged small characters. When combined, these characters are the key to each spell!

Huan Yin looked around and saw that in the cave that could not be seen to the edge, the surroundings were filled with small characters that were glowing just like before.

"How many spells are there here!" Huan Yin was horrified and couldn't believe what he saw.