Chapter 2881

"In this underground secret room, there is also a transmission array, which is hidden in the deepest stone chamber."

Ghost Ling had no choice but to reveal the second transmission array.

Zhuo Wen took the ghost plume and turned back into the deepest part of the underground secret room. He came to the very wide stone room.

Most of the things in the deep stone chamber were basically searched by Zhuo Wen. Now it looks very empty.

In the center of the stone chamber, the altar still stands. Under the altar, nine primitive dead flowers emit brilliant golden awns, and the surging essence constantly surges up to form a terrible essence vortex.

Zhuo Wen threw the ghost plume to the ground and said, "where is the second transmission array in this stone chamber?"

Zhuo Wen was puzzled. When he searched the stone chamber, he didn't find a transmission array in it, so he had to ask ghost Ling.

The ghost feather pointed to the ground about seven inches in front of the original dead flower and said, "there is a pattern the size of a palm. If you input your power into the pattern, the transmission array will naturally appear."

Ghost Ling doesn't dare to cheat. His life is in Zhuo Wen's hands. If he hides anything and is found by Zhuo Wen, he will die miserably.

After all, Zhuo Wen can search his soul and kill him.

Zhuo Wen imprisoned the power of the ghost plume, came to a place seven inches away from the original dead, and gently wiped the soil off the ground with his right hand.

Then he found that under the earth, something like palm sized decorative tiles was exposed.

Zhuo Wen did not act rashly, but brought the ghost feather, untied the imprisonment on the ghost feather, and said coldly, "you can stimulate this pattern."

Ghost Ling doesn't look good. He knows Zhuo Wen doesn't believe him.

But he was extremely helpless. He knew he had to do so according to Zhuo Wen. After all, now his life is in the hands of others.

The ghost feather reluctantly mobilized a little strength and input it into the pattern. Suddenly, the pattern emitted a dazzling light.

Then Zhuo Wen found that there were complex array patterns centered on the pattern.

Zhuo Wen can see at a glance that the trend of this array pattern is the transmission array.

But Zhuo Wen soon found something wrong, because the light of the transmission array became more and more intense, and finally drowned the whole ghost plume.

"This guy wants to escape?"

Zhuo Wen reacted quickly. He pointed out with his right hand and immediately used the space-time magic.

Huge time and space rivers emerged, surrounded by the transmission array with dense light patterns, and a round of purple sun hit the past without warning, pausing time and stagnating time.

Although the gap between time stagnation is very short, this period of time is enough for Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen stepped out, his body was like electricity, and had swept into the front of the transmission array. His right hand became a claw, clasped the shoulder of the ghost feather covered by the transmission light, and then twisted violently.

Ghost Ling screamed repeatedly, but his eyes showed a decisive color. Without hesitation, he cut off his shoulder and splashed blood. However, he wanted to leave completely.

Unfortunately, Zhuo Wen can't give full play to the power of time and space as ghost Ling wants.

The spatiotemporal rivers that permeate the surroundings are constantly condensed to form a terrible spatiotemporal River, sweeping the whole transmission array in.

Dayton time, the transmission array that has been started, at this moment, time is still.

Although the static time only lasts for one breath, this breath time is completely enough for Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen's right hand was like electricity. He clasped the ghost feather's head and immediately pulled it out of the transmission array.

At the moment when the ghost plume was pulled out of the transmission array, the light in the transmission array reached the peak and immediately faded rapidly. Obviously, this transmission has completely passed.

The ghost feather was thrown aside and lost his soul. He knew he was finished.

Zhuo Wen didn't pay attention to the ghost plume, but punched with his right hand and blew recklessly in the transmission array. The terrible energy burst out, and the harsh sound of broken glass came from the transmission array.

Zhuo Wen's power was so terrible that he recklessly destroyed the transmission array.

After finishing these, Zhuo Wen's eyes fell on ghost Ling not far away. The killing intention in his eyes had been undisguised and was ready to come out.

Ghost Ling felt this terrible killing intention, and his whole body trembled fiercely, but he still said: "Zhuo Wen, you can't kill me. Now I tell you, I have another identity. I'm the son of patriarch Sen Qiyin. If you kill me, my father won't let you go."

Zhuo Wen was surprised. The ghost plume was the five evil spirits of the host region and the first genius of the ten Jueyin corpse sect. He knew all this.

But he never knew that the ghost feather was still the son of senqiyin.

If what ghost Ling said is true, it must be known by all the people in the host region.

Ghost Ling also saw the disbelief in Zhuo Wen's eyes. He hurriedly said, "I'm just the illegitimate son of the patriarch. It's disgraceful, so it hasn't been made public."

"But the Lord really treats me as a parent-child. If you kill me, you will know the consequences when the Lord comes back."

Ghost Ling said this, his confidence seemed to be enough, and his voice began to take a trace of pride.

Unfortunately, Zhuo Wen slapped him and pushed the ghost plume directly into the ground.

Zhuo Wen strode forward, picked up the ghost feather again, and then slapped the ghost feather on the cheek with his right hand impolitely.

After the ghost feather was beaten into a pig's head, Zhuo Wen stopped and threw it on the ground.

"Ghost Ling, what if you are the son of senqiyin? Even if senqiyin provokes me, I dare to fight, not to mention you are just his son." Zhuo Wen said expressionless.

The ghost feather was trembling with anger, but also more frightened.

He found that Zhuo Wen in front of him was not afraid of heaven and earth. Even Senqi Yin didn't pay attention to him. I'm afraid he didn't even blink.

"I don't want to play guessing games with you. I didn't want to kill you. Unfortunately, you didn't cooperate at all. Now I can only search your soul."

Zhuo Wen didn't want to talk nonsense with ghost Ling. He buttoned his right hand on ghost Ling's head and planned to search the soul directly.

His spirit has been transformed by Pangu flag, which is much stronger than ghost plume. It will not be too hard to search for the soul of the latter.

The ghost Ling's pupil contracted into a needle and hurriedly said, "I know I'm wrong. Let me go this time."

Ghost Ling finally put down her dignity and begged Zhuo Wen for mercy. Unfortunately, Zhuo Wen ignored it at all. He was determined to search ghost Ling.

"I know how to unlock the array on the surface of the primitive dead flower. As long as you let me go, I can take out the primitive dead flower for you."

Ghost Ling saw that Zhuo Wen's right hand had been buttoned on his head and began to search for the soul. His heart completely collapsed. The fear of death lingered in his whole mind and revealed the final secret he knew.