Chapter Eighty-Six: The Strange Tomb
Next to the blood pool, the hideous flying centipede, the magic power that was drawn as a prison, sealed and trapped, it spat frantically, the black and red venom, the ground in the aperture, corroded with gray-white smoke, moved in unison, frantically attacked, but still could not escape, the range covered by the aperture;
Earth, water, fire, and wind surge, circulating black, blue, blue, red, four-color brilliance, self-contained, let the flying centipede, desperately tossing in it, it is also to no avail, the slightest line does not move, there is not the slightest change, only the town knows that the aperture is flickering, it has been faint, and it may dissipate at any time;
"Xuanbing Divine Dragon! Go! ”
Zhen Ming summoned the ice dragon, pinched the sword finger in his hand, pointed in the air, and drew the position of the prison as a prison, and at the same time, sent out the will and divine thought, so that the ice dragon flew above the aperture, acted at the opportunity, waited for the opportunity, and was ready to attack at any time;
"Leyline Dragon!"
With the shout of Zhen Ming, the gray-white earth vein Xuanlong quickly flew in, Zhen Ming didn't say a word, raised his feet, jogged two steps, jumped up, flew up, stepped on the Xuanlong, pinched the magic in his hand, his eyes were sharp and cold, and he recited the proverb mantra;
"Self-cultivation and fire! The Monarch of the Heart! The kidneys are on fire! The sea of gas and the people are on fire! The Heart of the Heavenly Master! Condense Samadhi! The fire is coming! Destroy the evil and destroy the demons! Haste as a law! Chi! Cause! Samadhi is really hot! Appear! ”
The three-color divine fire appeared out of thin air, at this moment, the aperture was dim, the divine light was like smoke, slowly drifting away, and the magical effect of painting the ground as a prison disappeared, and the crazy flying centipede, as soon as it got out of trouble, did not hesitate, flapped its wings and flew, but it was not an attack, but fled to the direction of the blood pool;
"Aang!"
Seeing this, the ice dragon stretched out its dragon body, pursued it quickly, and let out a dragon groan, so as to release the dragon power and deter the fleeing flying centipede;
"Poof!"
The dragon's groan fluttered, resounding through the void, rolling dragon might, swarming like a tide, majestic atmosphere, vast and domineering, the voice had not yet fallen, the ice dragon had not even closed the dragon's mouth, and then spewed out a cold breath, enveloping most of the body, the flying centipede that had already drilled into the blood pool;
"Aang!"
Faintly, there seemed to be another dragon groan, if there was no sound, it was the Zhenming who controlled the earthly vein Xuanlong, holding the Samadhi True Fire in his hand, and hurried over, looking at the flying centipede, one-third of its body, frozen by the ice, fell to the shore, and gave up the plan to burn with fire;
Hundred-legged insects, dead but not stiff, even ordinary poisonous insects and centipedes, all have the ability to be reborn with severed limbs, not to mention the centipede king who has become a fine centipede - the flying centipede, Zhen Ming is worried that even if the true fire of Samadhi can incinerate one-third of the frozen one, it cannot be completely suppressed;
"Whew!"
The ice dragon pounced, both claws came out, grabbed the flying centipede, the frozen tail, sharp and sharp claws, pierced the scale armor of the flying centipede, went deep into the flesh and blood, shook its head and dragged it backwards, as if to drag it out of the pool of blood;
"Poof!"
The flying centipede, which was in pain, did not wait for the ice dragon to drag, so it quickly turned around and attacked, opening its mouth and spewing out black and red venom, attacking the ice dragon;
"Poof!"
Seeing this, the ice dragon did not show weakness, spit out the dragon's breath, froze the venom, and made it fall into ice cubes, and then unrelentingly, sprayed the cold ice dragon's breath towards the head of the flying centipede, and at the same time shook its claws vigorously, pulling the flying centipede out of the blood pool;
"Phew!"
Seeing the opportunity, Zhen Ming threw the Samadhi True Fire in his hand at the Flying Centipede, the three-color divine fire, which came in an instant, enveloping it, along the body of the Flying Centipede, spreading and burning wildly, and its pair of thin wings, the first of which was burned to ashes, lost the ability to fly;
"Smack!"
The flying centipede struggled desperately in the divine fire, shaking wildly, sometimes stretching, sometimes curling together, rolling all over the ground, and finally rushing to the blood pool frantically with a body of flames;
"Bang!"
Without waiting for the town to speak, the ice dragon that was wandering above the blood pool attacked independently, and a divine dragon swung its tail and pumped the flying centipede back;
"Whew!"
Seeing this, Zhen Ming raised his qi luck, shook the dust, poured mana, and played a few whirlwind techniques to boost the power of the Samadhi True Fire, so that after a while, the flying centipede, as a matter of course, turned into ashes, leaving a blood-red inner pill, which was taken away by Zhen Ming;
"It's weird! These goblins have actually cultivated the demon pill, but there is no sign of transformation at all, is it because they don't know how to transform into a shape? Or is it because they used the power of the blood pool to forge the demon pill by chance, so they couldn't transform into shapes? ”
Zhen Ming looked at the strange blood-colored demon pill in his hand, muttered quietly, made a deep thought, and after a while, he looked at the tumbling blood pool, sealed the demon pill casually, put it in his arms, dispersed the earthly vein Xuanlong, walked on foot, approached the blood pool, and the ice dragon shook his head and tail, following him;
"The seal on this yang coffin is so strange! It is really mysterious to be able to absorb the power in the blood pool and use it for yourself! ”
Staring at the seal on the bronze coffin, Zhen Ming couldn't help but let out a heartfelt admiration, because, with his current cultivation eyesight and erudition, he couldn't see what kind of seal this was, this seemed to be a means he had never seen before, but it had a miraculous and extraordinary sealing effect;
"The illusion of the original phantom demon, the scene that was conjured up, should be this place, those white bones, should be those dead soldiers, after completing the task, they killed themselves and were buried in the place, but I don't know, who used their bones to lay down this evil array!"
Zhen Ming walked around the blood pool, and measured the size of the blood pool with the distance between his steps, while carefully observing and paying attention to his precautions, he pinched his fingers and calculated, thinking about the strangeness of this place, muttering to himself;
"There is also this blood pool, although I don't know how long it lasted, but the blood in it is full of yang energy, and the blood is vigorous, no less than the living blood, obviously the original brewing of this blood pool, it also cost a lot of heaven and earth treasures, and used some magical secret techniques! What a Solstice Blood Pool! ”
After walking around, Zhen Ming stopped, raised his qi and luck, and in his eyes, the divine light was shining, the runes were circulating, and the light was in vain, as if with a trace of heavenly majesty, looking at the bronze coffin floating in the blood pool, muttering quietly in his mouth, without hesitation in admiration;
The burial method of this bronze coffin is even more mysterious, the coffin enters the ground for the tomb, does not stick to the soil and stone, it is a sacrifice, and this coffin, neither into the ground, nor does it touch the soil and stone, so that the yang blood pool is offered, and the meaning of survival against the sky is secretly in line with the meaning of survival against the sky, as if it is outside the way of heaven, and a trace of variables that escapes! Wonderful! Wonderful! ”
The more he analyzed, the more shocked he became, the subtlety of these methods and arrangements shocked him, and what surprised him was that these things, he had never seen or heard of before, including the magic circle that used nine white bones to worship the blood pool, and he still couldn't see why. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info