Just enough!

Tie everyone's hands and feet, and seal their mouths.

Five of these seven people are damned.

Last night, he made insulting remarks and wanton humiliation to Fan Qingzhu, and Jin Feng didn't kill them, so he kept them for today.

Boss Zhao has done a lot of evil with the little devil, and he is ruthless, and he deserves to die a hundred times.

The other two sins don't lead to death, and Jin Feng doesn't care.

Who knows if they've done anything angry before.

fell into the hands of Jin Feng, then blame them for their bad fate.

The seven people who were severely unconscious were placed in positions by Jin Feng one by one.

According to the position of the greedy wolf, the giant gate, Lucun, Wenqu, Lian Zhen, Wuqu, and the Big Dipper.

The body corresponds to the Big Dipper, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, and Yaoguang.

The seven heads correspond to the seven-star lamp.

After fine-tuning, tie them up with ropes to position them, so that these people can't move.

After doing all this, more than half of the candle tears dripping from the seven-star lamp plate have been accumulated.

Outside the tomb, the moon had risen into the air.

The earth was dead silent.

The time is getting closer.

Jin Feng's face gradually calmed down, took out a large piece of old ginseng from his little finger, calmly stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it in large gulps.

There was a touch of sadness in his eyes that he had never seen before.

He pricked his fingers and drew seven charms with his own blood that he had never drawn before, and pasted them on everyone's eyebrows.

Then he took out seven candles and lit them one by one, and placed them in the eyebrows of Zhao Boss and Kawashita's two or seven people in turn.

After doing all this, Jin Feng was already too tired. The whole person's qi and blood are empty, and even sitting on the ground, he only feels that the sky is spinning, and Venus is rising.

Just after recovering from his injuries for more than ten days, Jin Feng once again risked his life to perform a secret technique that had never been seen for thousands of years, and his body functions were seriously damaged.

Once again, the candle flame brightens up the small space. The figures of everyone in the room are illuminated on the stone walls one by one, which is strange and eerie.

Jin Feng took a deep breath and looked at Fan Qingzhu without blinking.

His eyes are like the deepest sea of stars, and his face is like the calmest sea.

This is a secret technique that I have never used before. Not only did I not use it, but I didn't even learn it.

Qimen Dunjia has one thousand and eight games, and he has only learned eight games, which is still the simplest eight.

Compared to the Venerable Predecessors of the Master's Sect, he is really far behind.

In order to save Fan Qingzhu, Jin Feng decided to give it a go.

This is a field that he has never set foot in, and no one has dared to try it easily since Kong Ming.

Even the Dao Venerables of the past who knew about this secret technique did not dare to use it.

No one dares to go against the sky!

Even if it's a borrowed life!

Because, no one can withstand the backlash of changing one's life.

Even if he is the peerless Kong Ming of the ancient world.

Calmly lit a cigarette and quietly watched the drops of candle tears slip silently into the lamp tray.

The flame of the seven-star candle grew bigger and bigger, reflecting Jin Feng's figure on the stone wall.

Fan Qingzhu, who was lying in the pit, was also reflected by the flames of the seven-star candle, and it seemed that he was about to fly.

In the candlelight, her face became unusually sallow, like a wax figure, as if it was about to melt in the next second.

Gradually, the candles burned out one by one.

The main killing of the broken army, the main battle of the martial arts......

The Lord's wealth is saved.

The incorruptibility of the Lord's tyranny.

The main talent's literary song.

Dark Star Gate!

The greedy wolf of the Lord!

The seven candles of Jumen, Lucun, Wenqu, Lian Zhen, Wuqu, and the Seven Killing Stars of the Big Dipper slowly burned out the last drop of candle tears, and turned into a pool of clear water in the lamp plate one by one.

In the end, the first star of the Big Dipper, the greedy wolf, burned out of tears.

The last spark shone on the clear water of the lamp plate, like a sea of stars in the sky.

"Whew!"

An inaudible sound came, and the last bit of spark was extinguished, and the endless sea of stars sank forever.

The entire astrolabe made a slight ripple at this moment.

The runes on Fan Qingzhu's heart were windless and automatic, and they quietly pulled up.

It was in this millisecond that Jin Feng moved!

The hands were sealed, the rapid change of the mudra method was decided, and the mouth couldn't stop muttering to himself, and a series of mantras were rushed.

Suddenly, Jin Feng shook his right palm, palmed to the sky, conjured up a sword trick, and hissed.

"Bing!"

The left hand makes a decisive move, pointing to the broken army!

"Fight!"

The law is changed again, pointing to the song!

"Columns!"

"Two!"

"Before!"

"Pro!"

"In!"

Speaking extremely fast, he recited the twelve mantras, Jin Feng gritted his teeth tightly, crossed his index fingers with both hands and brought them together to make a magic decision!

Scream!

"Array—"

"Up!"

There was a boom, and the muffled sound of the first opening of the heavens and the earth came from another dimension.

The earth seemed to shake violently at this moment!

In the deepest part of the earth pit under Fan Qingzhu's body, a terrible roar suddenly sounded.

The entire Yuyang Mountain seemed to come to life at this moment and turned into an unprecedented sky-swallowing giant python, struggling to twist its behemoth body and fly into the sky.

Beyond the tomb, the entire blue sky changed color at this moment.

Almost in the blink of an eye, an extremely rare spectacle appeared above the blue sky.

The black clouds came from the sky, covering the sky and the sun, covering the entire Yuyang Mountain.

Black clouds overwhelm the city, and a storm rises!

Endless black clouds tumbled endlessly, changing millions of forms, roaring and dancing, fangs and claws, and hideous.

The black clouds are getting lower and lower, and the more they gather, the thicker they become.

Almost at the same moment, the spoon handle of the Big Dipper above the blue sky seemed to be played with at this moment, silently activated, emitting a slight light.

In that tomb, the air was filled with the smell of burnt electrons touching each other.

The monstrous hurricane outside the tomb rushed straight into the tomb, filling the entire tomb in an instant, and raging mercilessly.

The spell on Fan Qingzhu's chest was lifted up at this moment, and it was instantly torn out by the hurricane.

Almost at the same moment, the terrifying dissipation of the Dao Sutra Master's Treasure God Seal on Fan Qingzhu's eyebrows disappeared.

The nine-eyed dzi on Fan Qingzhu's chest let out a wail at this moment, and then there was a burst of sound, and it split into several petals.

The nine-eyed dzi blessed by the lifelong mana of the Divine Monk Makhayan Rinpoche, a holy monk from the Pearl of the Snowy Land thousands of years ago, turned into a pile of waste in an instant.

The wind is blowing!

The seven candle flames on the eyebrows of Boss Zhao and the seven people in the cave were instantly blown to the ground by the strong wind, and the room fell into darkness.

The monstrous hurricane was like a huge wave of annihilation, and in the huge wave, countless demons, monsters, immortals, Buddhas, gods and ghosts roared angrily, opening their bloody mouths to devour everyone in the tomb.

Just as the candle was shattered by the wind and only a little bit was about to be extinguished.

On the seven-star lantern plate, a Genesis-like fire quietly lit up.

That flame was like the holy fire stolen from the sky by Prometheus, and it was more like the first flame in the world drilled by the Suiren clan, the ancestor of Shenzhou.

That little bit of flame beat hard in the monstrous hurricane.

With a whoosh, it rises one centimeter high, two centimeters high!

Ignore the hurricane, ignore the waves!

In the midst of the stormy waves, the candle flame reached a staggering seven centimeters high, once again driving away the darkness.

At this thousandth of a second, the seven candles on the eyebrows of Zhao Boss and the seven people gradually changed from the size of a grain of rice to the size of a soybean, and finally returned to normal.

The whole world fell silent at this moment, and there was no longer a sound to be heard.

Jin Feng sat firmly in front of Fan Qingzhu, his face was pale, and a trace of blood began to appear at the corner of his mouth.

His eyes were condensed, his body was not moving, and his hands were constantly intertwined and changed with various laws and decrees.

Slowly, a little bit of mutation took place in the cave.

The candles on the eyebrows of Boss Zhao's seven people gradually had a little sense of the candle path on the seven-star lamp.

Invisible essences and breaths flowed out from the seven people of Boss Zhao, gathering on the candle flame on the center of his eyebrows.

The candle met and connected with the candle flame on the tray.

It's like a huge fiber optic cable has been built out of the air.

Endlessly, endlessly, the surging essence was imported from the bodies of the seven people, slowly and silently gathering one by one, followed by a steady stream of transmission through the invisible optical fiber cable to the lamp plate of the Seven Star Lamp.

Gradually, the wick of the seven-star lamp tray became more and more moony, and the candle tears in the lamp plate slowly rose.

Jin Feng's eyes opened quietly, staring at everyone lying on the ground, his face was pale and bleak, and he didn't care about the bleeding from his nostrils.

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