Chapter 151: Prisoner God Mask
Under this palm, Zhang Hao didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, any dodging was useless, this was the Dao, and it was impossible to understand it at all if it didn't return to the One Realm. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
"Ma Jianxun, Lao Tzu owes you in his last life."
Zhang Hao instantly released the underground cangyan sealed in the gabion, and the flames instantly slashed directly at the battle spirit like a big sword.
The battle spirit is powerful, but it is also limited by heaven and earth, and the underground Cangyan is already ranked ninth among the top ten divine flames, which is even stronger than Zhang Hao's Ten Thousand Beast Flames, and as soon as it is released, it is like hot oil directly broken in cold water.
The battle spirit let out a wail of pain, and the two big hands fiercely slapped at the burning underground flames.
The underground cangyan was pinched into a spark by two big hands, and finally extinguished.
Although the underground cangyan was pinched and exploded, the battle spirit obviously suffered some damage, and it even bought Zhang Hao three seconds.
Meixi saw the embarrassed appearance of the war spirit, and trembled, this time the master can be regarded as offending this guy ruthlessly, and he will definitely not die, no, he should definitely be shot to death by this war spirit.
"Run!" Sister Xi reminded.
"It's late." Zhang Hao smiled, because a black finger of the war spirit had already been pointed, this was not a catch, it was a real killing machine.
This finger carried boundless destructive power, and even formed a phantom in the air, terrifying and terrifying.
There are five seconds left, and you have to stick to five seconds.
The aura on Zhang Hao's body exploded, but this time it was a strange black coffin.
"I hope you don't let me down." Zhang Hao was a little apprehensive in his heart, and Zhou Rang didn't know what to do with this coffin, it was used to hold the war corpse, or it was left for himself.
This black coffin was auctioned at a sky-high price that day, he used many methods but did not open it, and the use of ten thousand beasts could not cause a little damage to the black coffin, and there would be a trace of indescribable horror in the faint black coffin, which made him have scruples, so he kept it in his hand.
Today, I took it out because it was used to resist the war soul was secondary, the most important thing was to see what was inside the black coffin, and there was a terrifying existence of the war soul in the unified realm, even if there was something in the black coffin, it could be restrained.
Laugh at!
This point was on the black coffin, Zhang Hao felt a huge wind and waves passing around the black coffin, blood marks appeared on his body, and seven or eight blows were also on his face, and the most terrible thing was that his shoulder was shattered, like paper paste and was chopped by the wind.
This is still blocked by the black coffin Most of the power, I don't know how many times the power has been reduced, if there is no black coffin, he has now turned into a broken corpse, and he may not even be able to leave the corpse, which is really terrifying.
However, Zhang Hao's attention was completely focused on the black coffin, and even his whole body arched slightly, falling in Meixi's eyes, just like the black hair that exploded all over his body, and he was extremely vigilant when he encountered a cobra of natural enemies.
Giggles!
This sound is like someone knocking on the lid of the coffin inside the coffin to open it, clear and loud, calmly.
The powerful fingers of the battle spirit did not leave the slightest scar on the black coffin.
"It's time, hahahaha." Ma Wu's smug laughter suddenly sounded.
The frantic attack of the war spirit and the terrifying aura that slowly diffused from the black coffin made Zhang Hao and Mei Xi forget the time.
Whew!
The war spirit suddenly let out an angry body, but the body was like a boat entangled in a whirlpool, struggling hard but the wind quickly retreated back, there was a black curtain that held up the sky, it was Ma Wu's demon god flag.
Ma Wu rubbed his black hands and claws, proudly watching the battle spirit being swallowed by the Demon God Flag, his hands were extremely fast and arranged a series of folding runes on it, and at the same time, the entire large array seemed to be refining the Demon God Flag, and all the breath rushed there, extremely violent.
Zhang Hao looked at the black coffin cautiously at this time, and the black coffin now fell quietly to the ground, but the surrounding loess gravel was all rolled up and surrounded the black coffin.
It's like two people fighting, and the person who beats someone is gone, and the person who is beaten is angry, how can he give up because the person who beat him is gone.
The coffin shook violently, and the sound of gurgling and knocking was still calm, as if a person who was very serious about death was knocking on the door, and the door would not stop until it opened.
Ma Wufei ran over with the god and demon flag, and he didn't know how he succeeded in cultivating in such a short period of time.
"Master, what is this? Your sacrificial weapon? It's magical. ”
Zhang Hao smiled and said, "Yes, the new magic weapon, you can go over and have a look." ”
Ma Wu looked at Zhang Hao's smile in surprise, his heart was furious, and he shook his head and said: "The master's things are better for the master to take a look at for himself, I just consumed a lot of vitality in refining the gods and demons, so I'm not curious." ”
This guy was as timid as ever, and looking at the shaking coffin, he instinctively felt the horror contained in it.
Chirping!
The lid of the coffin finally fell, the shaking disappeared, and the wind around it instantly fell silent.
But the strange black coffin also calmed down.
Although this black coffin is a precious Ten Thousand Years Yin Wood, there is no strange aura inside, even a monk of the Crystallization Realm can smash it with one palm, and it is absolutely impossible to resist the attack of the One Realm Battle Spirit.
Safe?
Because Ma Wu, a timid rabbit, rushed over as soon as possible, and even pierced his head into it, his short and obscene body was almost about to crawl into it completely.
The powerful aura inside the coffin was still strong, and there was even a kind of statue that was completely about to be formed to stand out.
When Zhang Hao and Meixi looked at it, there was a mask quietly placed in the coffin.
The left half is made of gold, which still shines brightly and even has a sacred taste.
The right half is made of unknown wood, which is different from the delicacy of the left face of gold, and the right face looks very simple to carve, with a simple and savage atmosphere full of quaintness, as if seeing the tree rings that have gone through tens of thousands of years, with the precipitation of time and history.
Mei Xi suddenly shuddered, and said nervously to Zhang Hao: "Master, this mask looks too evil, I seemed to see the mouth on the metal side just now and seemed to laugh." ”
Zhang Hao's eyes were calm, the half of the golden mask actually gave him a feeling of spirit, and when he looked carefully, there was a faint laugh in his mind, full of temptation.
But the wooden mask on the right has no light at all, and there is even an ugly feeling in Zhang Hao's eyes, but it makes him feel an indescribable pressure in his heart, as if he has seen the Great Wilderness, there are powerful fierce beasts in it, there are peaks in the sky, and there are giant trees that are expected to be headless, which shocks the heart.
Ma Wu slowly raised his head at this time, looked at Zhang Hao, and said flatteringly: "Master, give me this mask." ”
"Get out!"
Zhang Hao asked, "Do you know what this mask is?" ”
Although Ma Wu was very unhappy on his face, he still nodded and explained: "This mask is the former Dao Weapon Prisoner God of the Seven Evil Sects!" ”
The Seven Evil Sects, this sect was very powerful at the beginning, and finally merged into the Infinite Palace.
The Twelve Suspicions, known as the First Emperor, are from the Seven Evil Sects.
Of course, Zhang Hao has heard the name of the god of prison, and he has heard it more than once, after all, there are only a few most famous Taoist weapons.
Because anyone wearing this mask can exert great power, even ordinary people in the Open Pulse Realm can also exert their cultivation in the One Realm when they wear this mask.
Meixi looked at the mask curiously, and still asked with some surprise: "This is the mask of the god of prison, the Dao weapon that anyone brings to dedicate their vitality?" ”
Ma Wu nodded, his little eyes were still spinning, obviously not giving up.
The successive owners of the imprisoned gods were not able to die well in the end, and there were even three of them in the Heavenly and Human Realm, and even surpassed the powerhouses of the Heavenly and Human Realm.
The way to use the imprisoned god is very simple, burn your own life, if it is a strong person in the Open Pulse Realm, the vitality brought by it will be drained by the mask in an instant, if it is a strong person in the Longevity Realm, it can support about three minutes, ten minutes in the One Realm, and half an hour in the Heaven and Man Realm.
But when the time comes, the vitality will be gone, and he will die with a mask, and he will naturally be called a prisoner god, and the prisoner itself refers to imprisonment and imprisonment, and the god is sanity.
Zhang Hao has seen in some ancient books that the god of imprisonment does not appear to die with a mask, but the soul of the wearer himself will be permanently imprisoned in the mask, and he will not be able to live forever, which is very evil.
Mei Xi still asked puzzledly: "Then who hid this mask in a coffin, and it seems that this mask pushed open the coffin by itself." ”
Zhang Hao said: "That's right, I didn't open this coffin by all means when I was in Wanliufeng before, and now I have opened it myself, but what makes me even more strange is why Zhou Rang that guy is sure that there is a prisoner mask in the coffin." ”
Ma Wu said disapprerovingly: "The things unearthed in the ancient land, even if it is a bone, are good things, not to mention such a big coffin, no matter how much it costs, it will be a sure profit for those people in our sect." ”
Mei Xi thought so, in addition to the treasures in the coffin, there were corpses, and these things were completely prepared for the people of the God Refining Sect at auction.
Zhang Hao stretched out his hand and picked up the mask, and in an instant he had a strange feeling, as if what he picked up was not a mask but a body with fresh life, when his fingertips swiped the mask, he even felt a trace of joy coming from the mask, a trace of greed, a ** confusion, and even cursed runes kept popping up.
"Haha, the master wants a mask, then this ten thousand years of yin wood is mine." Ma Wu's voice brought Zhang Hao back to his senses.
Ma Wu's obscene and short figure actually carried the coffin and disappeared in an instant, looking at the speed, saying that there was no premeditation, no one would believe it.
Mei Xi clenched her fists, a flash of sharpness flashed in her eyes, and she said in a low voice: "Slut! ”
As a war corpse, the attraction of Wanzai Yin Wood to her is no less than the attraction of Dao Weapon to Zhang Hao, with Wanzai Yin Wood, her cultivation speed will definitely be doubled, and more importantly, she can also use Wanzai Yin Wood to purify the death qi on herself.
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