Chapter 1471: Withering Technique, Cold Silence and Ice Cracking

The moment Ye Ling approached the bluestone coffin, a hoarse and majestic voice came from the Tianyou Disha coffin: "Who is here? Ku, Luo!"

The tomb owner in the coffin follows his words and is filled with the aura of death!

Ye Ling immediately felt a strange power covering his whole body, as if time was fleeting, making him feel as if he was aging in an instant!

But this feeling quickly dissipated under the flash of green hosta.

The Zixuan fairy body in the hairpin snorted coldly, and communicated with Ye Ling's spiritual consciousness: "Master, don't panic! A small skill is not worth mentioning! The withering technique must have been comprehended by this old guy when he was transforming into a god. Time Dao Realm!"

"Huh?" The tomb owner in the coffin of Tianyou Disha felt that this person was still on the high platform. He was not haggard and dying. He was still out of breath and expressionless. This surprised him greatly. Withering Technique It actually malfunctioned!

At this moment, a gloomy female voice came from the Hanming Shifang coffins lined up side by side: "Husband! Your withering technique has been useless for more than a thousand years. It has long been unfamiliar, and now you can't deal with it. A junior Jin Dan! He is extremely incompetent, but you still have to rely on me, Han Ji!"

In an instant, the icy air spread, and the entire dome hole turned into a frozen world! Even the underground rivers and waterfalls were frozen!

Whether it was the red-fire green-tailed leopard, the old catfish demon, the green-black fish demon, or the ice butterfly, they all turned into ice sculptures at this moment, and even the ancient barbarian puppets were no exception.

Ye Ling's body also formed a layer of ice, but it was melting inside.

The woman's voice in Hanming Shifang's coffin shouted sternly: "The ice is cracked! Shatter!"

The waterfalls were shattered, the underground rivers were cracked, and countless cracks appeared on the ice-covered walls of the large dome!

However, with the flash of the green jade hairpin, the ice on the four spiritual beasts and ancient barbarian puppets melted into water aura.

The ice shield in front of Ye Ling also turned into mist and dispersed, revealing his big-headed doll smiling face mask.

"Is this Han Ming Shi Fang? I don't think so!"

Ye Ling coughed solemnly, and under Zixuan's instruction, he clenched his fists and smashed them down, shattering two bluestone coffins with one move!

The two tomb owners in the coffin were so shocked at this moment that they felt like their souls had left their bodies!

The two of them flew back hand in hand, looking at the uninvited guest wearing a moon-white satin gown and a big-headed doll's smiling face mask with horrified expressions on their faces!

Until then, Ye Ling finally saw clearly the two tomb owners in Netherworld Cave.

The man is tall, dark-skinned, and dressed in a black shirt.

The woman is petite and pale, but she is wearing a white coat and white skirt.

If not for their disheveled hair and long crowns, they would look like a black and white couple!

Although Ye Ling knew that the cultivation of these two people was unfathomable, but with Zixuan's green jade hairpin, he would not be afraid of any devil of Yama after entering the Netherworld Cave!

What's more, just now, with the help of Zixuan's fairy spirit, the man and woman were frightened into panic. Ye Ling was even more determined and asked calmly: "Are you two the owners of the tomb here? What's your last name?" Who is your name? How do you call him the Lord of Netherworld Cave?"

The man in black calmed himself down and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm Gongshu Xun, Zhuo Jing Jiang Li. As for the owner of the Netherworld Cave, he is our old gatekeeper! I don't know who he is, what kind of advice do you have?"

Ye Ling didn't seem to be lying when he heard what he said, especially when he squeezed the hand of Jiang Li, the woman in white, as if to comfort him. In such a tense atmosphere, what he blurted out was often not lies.