Chapter 702: Tricks in the Air
"Heaven and earth have righteousness, I knock on the door of blood with righteousness, mortals seek survival, and my generation seeks turbidity. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info seek clarity in turbidity, not seek liberation! Disciple Wang Yang, I implore Qingtian to open the blood gate and punish the evil and break the fate! ”
As soon as the words fell, the big bowl roared, and a stream of blood rushed upward, forming a small blood-colored light door, and there seemed to be blood waves in it, which was vivid.
The gate of the sea of blood slowly rose, and Wang Yang raised his peachwood sword, "Fixed!" ”
However, the blood gate did not stop obediently, but turned around, and a black ghost hand suddenly stretched out from inside, grabbing Wang Yang.
Wang Yang snorted coldly, "I'm waiting for you!" ”
His peachwood sword slashed out diagonally, "Thunder!" ”
A cyan thunderbolt hit the ghost hand, and the ghost hand shook suddenly, and bursts of green smoke rose.
This ghost hand was originally illusory, symbolizing that the mysterious black-robed man was aware of the movement here, and was also casting spells to try to resist.
This is not over, Wang Yang made a move, and the seven cotton threads that had been prepared on the side flew over, these seven cotton threads were divided into seven colors: green, orange, red, green, blue, purple, and white.
That ghost claw wanted to retract, how could Wang Yang let it get his wish.
"Wrapped!"
The seven-colored cotton thread wrapped around the black ghost hand, and when it was twisted, the black ghost hand immediately turned into a cloud of black smoke, and at the same time, a drop of blood fell, Wang Yang caught the blood with a peachwood sword, and then threw it into the top of the glyph, the wooden box where the mysterious black-robed man's items and blood stains were placed.
He took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the seven-colored cotton thread continued to extend into the blood gate.
At this time, everyone saw clearly, and the seven-colored cotton thread emitted a colorful light, illuminating the blood gate. It was empty, with seven clouds of light shrouded in black mist.
"This is, Seven Spirits?" Xue He suddenly shouted.
Wang Yang was also in good spirits. It seems that this is the Seven Spirits that Du Qiqi has been controlled. If they could remove the control of these seven spirits, then they would be able to immediately deduce Du Qiqi's current position. Then, maybe you can get something out of that black fog.
The seven black mist seemed to sense the danger, turned into seven ghost heads, roared, and rushed left and right. Dodge the entanglement of the seven-colored cotton thread.
In the distance, a gas engine began to rise, and dark clouds were thick.
If it is an ordinary person, it will feel that it is about to rain, but in fact, there are people over there who do it.
Wang Yang and Xue He glanced at each other, and the latter immediately understood, and hurriedly led people to follow the direction to look for it.
At this moment, they are invincible, and the best thing is to fight directly in the air. Defeat the other party, and retreat to the next best, is to entangle the other party and wait for Xue He to lead people to find the other party.
The seven ghost heads suddenly seemed to have spirituality, and they opened their mouths to bite the seven-colored cotton thread.
The seven-colored cotton thread was not a magic weapon after all, and it was suddenly bitten off by Qi Qi.
Wang Yang snorted, and Dayu looked for the dragon ruler and threw it, combining it with the six-style disc to form a blood blade.
He bowed three times to the ancestral ancestral hall in Xuejia Village. "Use the luck of the ancestors of the Xue family."
The Xue family ancestral hall suddenly blew a gust of wind, and countless lights and shadows flickered. White light came towards Wang Yang.
Urging Dayu Nine Knives consumes too much mental power, and Wang Yang doesn't want to consume too much so quickly, so he directly takes advantage of the right time, place, and people.
"Sue heaven and earth, sue ghosts and gods, today's disciple Wang Yang, obey the heavens. Please give me Dayu nine knives to kill this sneaky demon! ”
The Nine Blood Blade Sword Intent erupted thinly, incomparably condensed.
And the white light in the Xue family ancestral hall was integrated into this sword intent, turning the sword intent into gold, and there was a divine glow. The knife is expressive.
Wang Yang was extremely excited, this time the borrowing was extremely successful, saving him a lot of things, and the sword intent was more expressive and powerful.
"The land of the center is the god of Tianyi, the head of the gods, and wherever he goes, the evil is eliminated!"
A loud mantra came out of Wang Yang's mouth, and then there were countless echoes, as if all the gods and Buddhas were responding. In fact, it was the ancestral luck of the Xue family ancestral hall that was showing supernatural powers.
A majestic sword intent slashed out, and one of the ghost heads shattered in response, turning into a drop of dry black blood.
"Bing the fire of the south, for the god of deceit, soft and poisonous, frightened and weird, nightmares and palpitations, it doesn't hurt to make the door!"
Another sword intent was swung out, and another ghost head was shattered.
Wang Yang was about to go under the knife again, only to feel a burst of qi disorder, countless clouds in the sky, and black gas steaming.
A spell came, and it seemed that the other party was also using the method of pressing the bottom of the box.
The extremely strange and awkward chanting voice made Wang Yang fall into deep thought, he seemed to have some familiarity, but he couldn't tell why.
The previously broken ghost head recondensed and once again controlled the two spirits of Du Qiqi, who had escaped from the trap.
And these ghost heads began to rise in the wind, turning into ghost generals wearing black armor.
Wang Yang looked at it coldly, regardless of the remaining sword intent, and quickly slashed out.
The armor is shattered, and the ghost will be destroyed.
The knife fell in his hand, and the ghost was not discussed.
In the blood gate, a black blood gushed out, like a black blood spring, and once again transformed into a black-helmeted ghost general, still controlling Du Qiqi's seven spirits in the heart position.
A hoarse voice came, "My secret method is infinite, do you have unlimited sword intent?" ”
Wang Yang snorted coldly, "The guy who hides his head and tail, does he dare to reveal his true form?" ”
He ignored the other party, condensed Dayu's nine swords again, conveyed the sword, and once again killed the seven black-helmeted ghost generals.
With the help of the luck of the ancestors of the Xue family, it was not difficult for him to condense the nine swords of Dayu again.
"Come again!"
Inside the Blood Gate, a mirage was formed. There was a black blood rain in the sky, and when it landed, it became a black imp, with a blood tripod in the middle, and countless imps pounced into the tripod, one after another.
A blood-colored giant that seemed to be flesh and blood crawled out of the ding, stuck out his tongue and involved one of Du Qiqi's seven spirits, and the monster laughed.
Soon, seven blood-colored giants stood side by side, as if they could stand up to the sky.
In the clouds, a blurred huge face appeared, looking at Wang Yang coldly. "How? Let's see if you can't support it first, or if I'm running out of ghost blood. ”
This voice echoed in Wang Yang's ears, different from when he recited the mantra just now.
He suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and it seemed that it was not the other party's accent that was wrong, but the other party's mantra problem.
What is the reason for this?
In the current situation, it was not his turn to think about it, and he once again condensed Dayu's nine swords.
On the altar, Wang Yang stood in the wind, his hair flying with the wind, "Dayu Nine Blades!" The knife is expressive, it can split the sky, it can split the ground, and it can slay the dragon! ”
The sword intent poured out, slashing the seven blood-colored giants one by one, with Wang Yang's tenacious will.
The last two knives slashed at the blood-colored giant ding, and the other slashed directly at the blurred giant face in the sky.
"Boom! Rumble! ”
The blood-colored giant dome shattered, the blurred giant face disappeared in the sky, and a rain of blood sprinkled down.
"It seems that I still underestimated the power of your sword intent." The voice rang out again, echoing, without any dialect accent.
Wang Yang snorted coldly, "What other means, use it!" ”
He stood silently, waiting for the other party to respond, which was also stalling for time.
The blurry face reappeared, one eye open, the other closed, and the black and white qi circulated repeatedly in both nostrils.
"Seven Souls Locked!"
The blurred giant face recited a spell, and black lines connected Du Qiqi's seven spirits, and at the same time formed a circle.
Wang Yang noticed that when the other party recited the mantra, it changed into that weird tone again.
"Your sword intent, do you want to try again? I promise to let Johnny To's soul fly away! The fuzzy face opened its mouth wide and laughed maniacally.
"Seven Grievances and Spiritual Cultivation Dafa?" Wang Yang squinted his eyes and looked at the blurred giant face in the blood gate.
Just now, he had been communicating with "The Emperor's Classics" and got this answer.
The other party's evil practice is very likely to be this Seven Grievances and Spiritual Cultivation Dafa.
The blurry giant face opened its mouth and said in a daze, "How do you know?" No way, this is ...... a thousand years ago"
The other party obviously said that he had missed his mouth, but Wang Yang looked calm, he had already learned about this evil skill from "The Emperor's Classics".
Through the secret method, the soul of the demon is sealed into the seven spirits of the human being, and when the time comes, the seven spirits are transformed into the seven spirits of the demon and ghost, and then the soul is taken. In the whole process, in addition to warming the souls of demons and ghosts, they can also grow by devouring people's earth souls. This is very difficult to detect, and it can escape the punishment of heaven to a certain extent.
Of course, this is very strict with people's personality, and they must be people with special personality.
Presumably the Pratt & Whitney monk is, and so is Du Qiqi.
Now the other party threatens Du Qiqi's life, which really makes Wang Yang throw himself into a dilemma.
It seems that if Du Qiqi is in the hands of the other party, the other party will be invincible.
"Since you are human, why do you want to nurture ghosts?" Wang Yang asked in a flat tone.
The blurry face snorted, "No comment! You want to stall for time, don't you? Then stop here, don't try to look for me again, you won't find me. ”
The bloody door shattered suddenly, and a black mist writhed like a long snake, and it was about to disappear.
The Liuhe Seven Star Array that Wang Yang had laid out before was not an ornament, he quickly pinched his gesture, "Array!" Lock the soul! ”
The three wooden boxes in the shape of a zigzag floated in the air, and the bloodstained fragments and magic weapon fragments left by the mysterious black-robed man slowly rotated.
The black mist like a long snake seemed to be imprisoned, and a golden silk thread melted into the black snake's body, and no matter how much it struggled, it couldn't shake this golden silk thread off.
Du Feng looked at it extremely nervously, his legs trembling terribly. He knew that success or failure lay in this move, and if such an arrangement could not save his daughter, then the rest would be suspended.
The vague giant face appeared again, and the pain on his face was probably sensing that Xue He and the others were approaching where he was, and he gritted his teeth.
Wang Yang took a deep breath and quickly recited the mantra: "The first three and six positions of the straight symbol, the god of Taiyin is in the first two, the last one is nine heavens in the palace, and the god of the last two is nine places. ”
At this time, he didn't spare his hand anymore, and directly used the direct talisman of the Eight Divine Magic Paths, wanting to suppress the vague giant face of the mysterious black-robed man who appeared through the ghosts.
At this time, Liu Jincang rushed over with a shout, "Master Wang, we come to wish you a helping hand!" (To be continued.) )