Chapter Seventy-Six: The Battle of the Nine Corpse Kings
The wind in their ears was whistling and whistling, as if they were venting their unparalleled anger and resentment, and the kind of resentment that filled the air even Zhu Yifei could feel a strong sadness and injustice. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Don't be fooled." Ziyang shouted.
was instantly awakened by this sound, and immediately gathered his mind and continued to extradite yin and yang energy.
Gradually, a weak film of light gradually appeared around the two of them, and the film of light sometimes showed a silvery white color, sometimes a red gold color, and then blocked the growing black wind.
I don't know if it's because the wind is too strong or because of the resentment of those corpse kings, but there is a faint hissing sound in my ears, like the belly and scales rubbing against the leaves when a poisonous snake crawls on the grass, and like the sound of a beautiful woman rubbing her fingers on silk in a cloth shop, very subtle, and it is this subtlety that makes people want to listen more and more carefully.
The two air currents exchanged faster and faster, and then almost formed a straight line, you and I merged with each other, and those small demagogic voices in my ears also disappeared, and I was unusually lucid, and I could fully feel what Ziyang was thinking, as if the brains and bodies of the two were all fused together.
At this time, it seems that another powerful power is derived in her dantian, as if a tree is gradually sprouting and breaking the ground to grow, and gradually the dantian begins to feel swelling, as if this sapling has instantly grown into a climbing tree, filling her entire body.
There was an indescribable flow of energy flowing from the limbs, as if he could shoot a laser current with a finger of his hand, smashing everything around him.
The canopy-like flow of energy gradually broke through the restraints of her body and began to expand outward, and she could clearly see its shape, as if countless silver-white vines were intertwined with each other and crawled high into the air endlessly.
The word 'Dao Eyes Firmament' popped into her mind.
Legend has it that the Heavenly Dao actually has eyes, and these eyes are like huge branching plants, all over the universe, they are everywhere, the supernatural powers are vast, and they know everything.
No matter who you are or what you do, you can't escape its eyes, even if it's just a grain of millet, a stone, a drop of water, a grain of sand, it will record everything you have done in your life.
When you have done good deeds and made contributions, you will drop a drop of white dew from its head to nourish your soul, and when you have accumulated more white dew, you will be reborn as a person of great wealth and nobility, and enjoy boundless blessings. When you do evil deeds, burn, kill, and plunder, it will send down a black thread that will entangle and bind your soul, causing you to taste boundless suffering in the cycle of rebirth and life, which practitioners call karma.
Of course, she just associated, she didn't know what this thing was, maybe Ziyang knew, but now is not the time to ask.
Seeing that the two tree-like things grew bigger and thicker, those branch-like things began to collide and merge with each other, and at this moment, the coffin lids that had been shaking suddenly flew and hit the light film without warning.
The sound of empty clattering was endless, and those coffin boards were like soldiers going to the death, constantly slamming, knowing that they were gradually turning into a pile of broken wood chips.
The light film was hit, Zhu Yifei and Ziyang were not comfortable, the nine huge coffin lids seemed to be smashed on the bodies of the two of them, although they were not touched, the pain was abnormal, and the big tree that she and Ziyang had finally cast in mid-air instantly became several times smaller, almost shrinking back into the light film.
"Don't want to.... Stop. Ziyang gritted his teeth and said a word, and suddenly the golden light around her body was sheng, and at the same time, Zhu Yifei also felt a violent vibration in her dantian, and those cool water-like aura surged out like a reservoir that had vented the sluice gate, and even without her traction with her mind, she consciously crossed into Ziyang's body, and the heat flow on Ziyang's body began to enter her dantian continuously.
The originally weak light film instantly thickened several times, as if it couldn't support such a huge amount of energy, and an intermittent dull pain began to come from the lower abdomen, and it flew uncontrollably into the air with Ziyang, disconnecting the connection of the Taishen acupuncture points between the calcium carbide fire in the light film, like a bolt of lightning, Ziyang went around to her and quickly clenched her hands.
The channel of communication seemed to become wider in an instant, and the overflowing aura was quickly drained from her body and then quickly replenished, and soon a balance was reached, and the pain in her lower abdomen disappeared.
In traditional Chinese medicine, it is often said that if it is not passed, it will be painful. It seems to make sense, the aura that overflowed just now may be because the caliber is too narrow, so it was broken at the dantian, almost damaging the dantian.
It's just that Ziyang's action is too dangerous, if it is suddenly blocked during the spell, it will easily cause a wound that is difficult to heal, and the cultivation will be scattered, and the death of Huangquan is small, if the soul is scattered, and there is no place for death and life, then it is really disappeared in the Three Realms and Six Realms.
But fortunately, Ziyang's movements were surprisingly fast, and everything happened almost instantaneously, and she didn't notice anything wrong.
The place where the two of them held hands exuded a pale green luster, this was the first time she had seen it, in the past, her light was silver white except white, and the purple sun was even more monotonous, except for gold was gold.
As soon as the pink-purple luster came out, the tree-like thing on the two of them instantly rose by leaps and bounds, not only that, but each branch also emitted a crystal rainbow-like luster, and in an instant, the square inch of the underground area was as bright as day.
Zhu Yifei looked around, those originally dark corners were actually covered with weird red wooden stakes, indeed wooden stakes, each red wooden stake was almost as thick as a human thigh, a total of eighteen.
Each stake was anchored in the earth, revealing only a sharpened head about three inches tall. Each head is cut into eight triangles of equal size, with strange symbols and drawings carved on them.
Each coffin is divided into two, no more, no less, impartial, set at the head and tail respectively, but what makes Zhu Yifei puzzled is that the old Taoist really just wants to kill Ziyang and her after spending so much effort?
I'm afraid there should be other conspiracies.
Under the rainbow light, the nine coffins suddenly changed violently, and at the same time, the mahogany stakes also emitted a blinding bloody light that resisted the rainbow light on the ground.
Zhu Yifei cast spells with Ziyang, while paying close attention to the movement in the huge coffin, and finally a black shadow stood up straight in the coffin facing her.
After contemplating it, he suddenly gasped, and secretly said in his heart: That old Taoist priest has really lost his conscience.
Between the light and shadow, the corpse king slowly turned his head, and Zhu Yifei was proud to see his appearance clearly.
What a miserable thing it was, he was naked and naked, his skin was raised like a ravine, and the bright red blood in those blue wounds seemed to be flowing slowly, but it did not ooze out of the wounds.
By feeling, the scars on the corpse king's body are like Dunhuang murals that describe stories, which have been carved with knives.
His face was extremely hideous, his cheeks looked stiff, but the muscles around his eyes and lips did not seem to have lost their function, but there was no intact skin at all, and his eyes were full of whites, wide open, as if he had been completely turned in a different direction, and the side with pupils was turned to the back to face the optic nerve.
What's even more strange is that although he stood there straight, his chest was still undulating, and even his shoulders were moving up and down regularly, and he didn't look like a dead man.
This is clearly a refined living corpse, and the body has been made into a zombie, but the three souls and seven spirits are still sealed in it, and they may even have their own thoughts and wisdom.
Hooligans are not scary, they are afraid that hooligans are educated; Zombies are not scary, but they are afraid that zombies have intelligence.
Just when she didn't know how to communicate with Ziyang about what she had seen and heard, she saw that the corpse kings in the remaining eight coffins stood up one after another, and all the corpses in the water were male corpses of the same height.
The light of the eighteen wooden stakes became more and more intense, and the tree-like things on Ziyang and Zhu Yifei's bodies were about to completely blend, and the pale green light was like the output of life, making those colorful lights even more gorgeous, and the confrontation actually forced the red bloody light to the top of the pointed head of the wooden stake.
For some reason, as if bewitched, Zhu Yifei couldn't help but open her eyes and look out, just now she had been looking at it intermittently with her heavenly eye, but her heavenly eye was not yet mature, and now it has begun to gradually become blurred.
Glancing at Ziyang, who had a handsome face, from the gap, he looked behind him, only to see that the nine male corpses were staring at them deadly, and those eyes without pupils revealed a trace of cold qi like a poisonous snake into her pupils, making her can't help but tremble, and the aura that fused with Ziyang on Zhou's body instantly began to tremble and separate, constantly overflowing the light film.
Ziyang hurriedly opened his eyes and shouted, "Yifei, hold on"
But Zhu Yifei seemed to be unable to hear him, and began to shake his forehead frantically as if he had been struck by evil, until two thin red lines flowed out of the corners of his eyes, and the whole person fell into his arms as if he had exhausted all his strength and life.