Chapter 55: Angry Suo
The sudden appearance of spiritual flames shone all around, and many shadows appeared around them. Su Shi's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the shadow in front of him, vigilant in his heart, and full of strength. His eyes stared at the shadow, and his gaze slowly moved up, trying to see who the owner of the shadow was.
The sound of water dripping down against the stones made Su Shi suddenly turn his head and throw out a sharp knife aura. Immediately after, the stones were shot down and stone chips flew everywhere. Su Shi looked at the owner of the shadow, and it was a statue.
The columns of battle armor, every part of the body is very similar, and there is no doubt that it is a real person, which makes Su Shi sigh, it is really the master's handiwork. After seeing the owner of the shadow clearly, Su Shitiao's heart also relaxed.
Walking unhurriedly thinking about the wall of the ancient hall, the murals on it were originally unclear in the dark, but now under the illumination of the spiritual fire, Su Shi naturally discovered it. So, I wanted to look at the murals on the walls around me to see if I could see anything.
Sun Baobao's face was hideous, his eyes showed a red light, and a crazy look appeared. Sun Baobao's whole body surged, comparable to the coercion of the primeval demon ape, and a powerful force and domineering momentum appeared.
The next moment, Sun Baobao threw out a stick and swept over, and the corpse puppet on the opposite side, which was completely unconscious like a zombie, was smashed under the black stone slab. However, there was not a single bit of minced flesh and blood.
Sun Baobao frantically continued to swing his stick, looking crazy, the corpse puppet that was smashed deep into the ground turned out to be fine, shook his body, one hand stretched out from the hole, and the next moment, the other hand, followed by a hideous face.
The corpse puppet crawled out of the ground, Qin Shui looked at all this, his face was gloomy, he took out a black wooden sword from his pocket, and shouted at Sun Baobao, "Monkey, go out, I'll come, these corpse puppets can't be fought against by brute force." ”
Hearing this, Sun Baobao turned around and slapped down the corpse puppet that crawled out, and quickly retreated. Qin Shui didn't know when he arrived at Sun Baobao's place, Sun Zhengyang and Qin Weiwei were on the side, Sun Baobao's expression was hideous, staring at the Quartet with a full of anger, if Qin Shui received an attack at this time, Sun Baobao's stick would definitely smash his brain.
Qin Shui recited the unknown French in his mouth, and the next moment, his whole body was emitting red light, and the black wooden sword absorbed these red lights. Flashing with a metallic luster, with a golden array on it, Qin Shui slashed the black wooden sword from his right hand, and the red blood flowed to the lines of the wooden sword, absorbing the bloody wooden sword.
A special aura was revealed on his body, which made the corpse puppets around him dare not approach, and they roared angrily, and the eyes of the black hole bloomed with a strange red glow. They each roared and rushed towards Qin Shui, wanting to destroy the things in Qin Shui's hands.
Looking at the corpse puppets rushing around, Qin Shui looked disdainful, his eyes showed coldness, and the French words in his mouth were actually produced out of thin air with the blessing of all his strength. The next moment, Qin Shui directly shot the wooden sword in his hand into the air, and the golden French text appeared one after another golden chains.
Bursts of chains were linked to the wooden sword, and the wooden sword slowly rotated in the air in French, and the next moment, three gods whose faces could not be seen clearly appeared in the air. One of the deities held a vermilion ink pen in his hand, exuding an aura of holding the fate of all beings, and the other deity held an ancient book in his hand.
Looking down at the living beings with an indifferent expression, a breath of seeing through life and death appeared, and in the middle, the gods who were taller than these two gods, wrapped in black robes, could not see their faces clearly, and a cold breath appeared, and the black pupils were full of terrifying eyes with the souls of all beings as ants.
A mighty divine power appeared, and many corpse puppets were directly pressed to the ground, although they couldn't move, they still squirmed and struggled, trying to kill Qin Shui.
Qin Shui glanced at the corpse puppets around him with pity, and gently spit out a word "explosion" in his mouth
The god who was sitting on the throne with the head above and wrapped in black robes looked indifferently looking down, his mouth squirming slightly, and he couldn't hear the sound clearly, and his form turned out to be the word 'death'. In an instant, there seemed to be an inexplicable fluctuation in the sky, and the ghostly mist appeared gloomily, and the mighty divine power was like a prison.
The wooden sword exploded directly in the air, transforming into ten thousand sword shadows, slashing down, and these sword shadows all strangely bypassed Qin Shui. The corpse puppets that were still wriggling, at this moment, all stopped struggling and turned into flying ashes.
The surroundings were looted by a rain of swords, and the person holding the vermilion ink pen waved it around, the pen walked the dragon and snake, and the black unknown runes appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the next moment, a black brilliance like starlight appeared in the air.
Glancing around, seeing that there was no corpse puppet, Qin Shui waved his long sleeves, and the wooden sword and divine power in the sky all disappeared.
Glancing at Qin Weiwei and Sun Zhengyang, who were sweeping the formation at high altitude, they said, "Okay, it's eliminated, you can move forward." ”
Qin nodded slightly in response, and Lianbu smiled lightly, "God of Wealth, when did your Three Soul Sword become so powerful." ”
Hearing this, Qin Shuiyin replied with a smile, "Isn't this a blood disaster?" I forced my old man to refine my blood. ”
"How's it going, Might?"
"Yes, it's comparable to the killing intent in my Emperor's Heart Sutra. Qin said softly
Qin Shui still had a smile on his face, but his pupils were more dignified.
"Alright, alright, let's start entering the altar and get ready to enter the ancient temple. Sun Baobao said impatiently on the side.
Su Shi's fingers gently stroked the mural, feeling the lines on it, and his heart became heavier and heavier. Thinking about the system's prompts to himself, his heart became more and more unpleasant, looking at the stone carvings around him, his expression became more and more solemn, and his expression actually showed a killing aura.
The corners of Su Shi's mouth still showed a smile, if the people who knew Su Shi saw Su Shi at this moment, they would understand that Su Shi was in a state of murderous intent and murderous intentions.
Su Shi stepped out and looked at the mural above with an indifferent expression. On the mural, the first painting is a picture of the commander of the four fierce beast dynasties in ancient times.
The grass and trees on it seem to be real, and the human race on it has become the blood food of all races, and the phoenix clan is even more happy to devour the human race. I especially like the newborn young Terrans, the Terrans resisted, but the flesh was weak, and in the end all the rebels were killed.
Some races grovel and abandon humanity for the sake of peace, and are willing to sink and intermarry with the rest of the race. These people are the ancient races that have been passed down for thousands of years. Among them, Fengming Qishan is like this.
There was a flame in Su Shi's black muzi, and a black flame and a black will appeared in Su Shi's mind, conveying to him the emotion of destruction, the look of wanting to destroy everything in front of him.
Su Shi quickly swept the murals around him, his expression becoming colder and colder. The murals of this ancient hall clearly show the nobility of the Feng clan and the humility of the human race. Su Shi had a fury in his heart, and there was nowhere to vent it.