Click!

Click!

Bang!

With the explosion of the human eye, the whole thing turned into powder, and there was an extra black hole in the relief of the tomb door.

That black hole.

It was originally used to place the human eye artifact.

And the old Taoist priest and the country goddess were dumbfounded when they saw that Jin An had so easily broken the most feared artifact in their eyes.

If it weren't for the fact that they had asked for advice on the power of this magic eye in the Vientiane Heavenly Palace before.

They must have misunderstood the power of this Demon Eye artifact.

And with the explosion of the human eye.

The Five Thunder Slashing Talisman was shocked into the air by the air current, and then fell back into Jin An's hand.

The meaning of the Zhaozhao Divine Essence on the yellow talisman that rose because of the stimulation of the yin qi also disappeared into nothingness again after the successful demon breaking, and once again turned back into an ordinary yellow talisman that looked inconspicuous.

Seeing that the Five Thunder Evil Talisman automatically fell back into his hand, Jin An was immediately happy.

"Brother Fu is also a family. ”

"Little brother, what are you muttering?" The old Taoist priest looked curiously at the extra black hole on the relief on the tomb door, approached the tomb door, and came to Jin An's side.

Jin An said that it was okay, but his face was like a bachelor finally pleasing a young and beautiful daughter-in-law, overflowing, and anyone could see that Jin An was in a good mood at the moment.

This trip is very rich, how can Jin An not be happy.

Just now, he didn't even use the five chances of the Five Thunder Slashing Talisman, and he had obtained 13,100 Yin Virtues.

Not long after entering the Yinyi River, a total of 23,100 Yin virtues were obtained.

It's faster than he's been in the past month.

Fortunately, Jin An was not carried away by the short-term interests in front of him.

He deeply understood that just outside the tomb had already gone all the way to such a difficult and dangerous place, and after the real tomb was next, the situation inside the tomb was only even more dangerous.

Relying on them alone is too weak.

Jin An told the old Taoist priest about the worries in his heart, and then made a decision: "This time we can successfully get out of the Qimen Dunjia, thanks to the water god Niangniang to guide the way, of course, it is also indispensable for the old Taoist to make us out, I believe that there are more people trapped in the Hanging Coffin Burial Canyon and can't get out, I plan to enter the Hanging Coffin Burial Canyon again, completely break the Qimen Dunjia, and rescue other trapped people." ”

"We may not be able to believe others, but the abbot of the White Dragon Temple, the three eminent monks, we must meet with them as soon as possible, form an alliance with each other, and face the Dragon King together. ”

Jin An saw that the old Taoist priest was about to speak, he raised his hand to stop the old Taoist priest who was about to speak: "Old Dao, don't worry, I have my own measure, and I will definitely not take the initiative to send him to death." ”

"This Vientiane Heavenly Palace Labyrinth is indeed exquisite, the one who built the ancient tomb should be a master who is proficient in Qimen Dunjia, but this Vientiane Heavenly Palace also has its limitations!"

"We are now out of the Hanging Coffin Canyon, there are so many flaws in the mirrors in the canyon, all of them are exposed under our noses, we don't need to re-enter the Vientiane Heavenly Palace, we just need to break all the mirrors we see in front of us. ”

When he said this, Jin An winked at the three people in front of him: "Actually, it's very simple to break the Qimen Dunjia, when I was a child, I threw stones and smashed the window, right?"

“！”

Hearing Jin An's words, the old Taoist's eyes lit up suddenly, and then he chuckled a few times.

......

......

Woo woo –

Woowoo woo –

Outside the Hanging Coffin Burial Canyon, a pair of twin brothers wearing pointed hats were kneeling at the entrance of the canyon, crying at the Hanging Coffin Burial World in the Canyon.

The younger brother was holding a mourning stick and writing "Catching you".

The elder brother held a soul wand and wrote, "You're here."

The two brothers are not only dressed inhuman, but even the expressions on their faces are also inhuman, one has an expression on his face that seems to be smiling but not crying, and the other has an expression on his face that seems to be crying but not smiling, and tears are falling down his face.

And the more the two brothers whimpered and cried, the more they gave this underground dark world where the coffin was buried, and the atmosphere became more terrifying.

Especially under the backdrop of the dilapidated hanging coffins around them, it is even more terrifying and creepy than the real evil spirits lying in their ears and crying wolves.

But their howling and crying is not ordinary crying, they inherit from the crying and mourning, and the crying and mourning scriptures of the crying and mourning are also different depending on the environment.

It's like singing the "Pavilions Sutra" at the funeral, crying back to the three souls and seven spirits halfway, and still being nostalgic for the "Pavilion Sutra" that the yang world does not want to follow, and so on.

And what they are crying in front of them is crying "out of the scriptures".

As soon as the two weeping brothers who had been dealing with coffins and giving funerals to people all year round, they saw that this line of hanging coffins was full of gloom, and it was a desperate situation in a forbidden place for the living.

So they didn't dare to enter the hanging coffin burial canyon, but knelt outside the canyon first and cried the "Harvest Sutra".

Attempt to use the "material scripture".

Cry out a transcendent soul.

In a pile of coffins, crying out a way to live.

This "Sutra of Origin" is not only to cry to the dead, praise the merits of the deceased, and do good all your life, so as to knock on the ghost door of the underworld, and surpass the bitter martyrs in the hanging coffin burial canyon;

He wept for the living, sang the praises of the merits of the dead, and then left a remnant of shade to bless future generations, leaving a strip for the living in the sun.

"Woo... Whining... Brother, how long have we been crying, woo, woo... Why hasn't the dead in this hanging coffin canyon moved, and didn't give us an answer, woo, woo......"

The black-robed younger brother, who was holding a mourning stick with the words "Catching you", lay outside the canyon and cried extremely miserably.

"Heart, Woo, Sincerity, Woo, Woo, Woo, Spirit, Woo, Woo......" The brother in a white robe cried in a low voice, secretly in tune with the rhythm of the beat.

"But, woo, my voice is fast... Whining... Crying hoarse... Woo woo, still hasn't moved, woo woo, in these hanging coffins... Woo... There are so many martyrs, and our brothers are crying one by one, and we will cry until the Year of the Monkey and the Horse Moon......"

Speaking of sadness, the younger brother in the black robe cried even more miserably, crying like a slug.

Suddenly.

Disheveled!

Disheveled!

......

In the hanging coffin burial canyon, there was a loud noise, as if it came from the canyon.

"Brother, what's that sound?"

The younger brother was stunned, and he was still wearing a white nose, and he forgot for a while to continue to cry "The Origin Sutra".

The elder brother, who had the words "You're here" written on the soul batter, heard the movement in the canyon and fell to his knees and cried even harder: "Cry! Keep crying! Don't stop crying! Woo... Sincerity is spiritual, sincerity is spiritual, woo, sincerity is spiritual......"

"Woo, it must be the ancestors of the martyrs in the hanging coffin, moved by our crying and mourning, the coffin board is beating... Woo, it's really sincere, cry hard... Whining... The harder we brothers cried, the more we could move the dead in the canyon, woo, woo, woo......"

Sure enough, it was said by the crying and mourning brother.

The movement in the canyon is getting louder and louder, and it is approaching the mouth of the canyon.

Bang!

Click!

Click!

This time, I finally heard what was going on, and it was actually the movement of a large number of mirrors being broken.

The younger brother who asked the most questions was so shocked again that he forgot to cry: "Brother, it's not the coffin board beating, the sound of the martyrs in the hanging coffin being moved by us, it seems to be the sound of a broken mirror, where is the mirror in this hanging coffin burial canyon?"

"This is called a broken mirror reunion, which is a good sign, woo woo woo, we brothers continue to cry hard, woo woo, woo woo, let us cry a way to live to woo woo......" my brother said as he cried even harder, and his voice was hoarse.

The words "You are here" on the soul beating stick in his hand drifted even more dazzling in this dark underground world.

Like a spiritualist.

This time they also heard footsteps getting closer.

For a moment, the brothers knelt at the mouth of the canyon, and cried harder, more religious, and hoarse as they moved closer and closer to the canyon.