Under the wind and rain at night, the blood-colored bright dragon needle fell straight into the turbulent river. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When the dragon needle touched the water, time seemed to freeze and stand still, and everything in the entire space was frozen.

The blood-colored aperture visible to the naked eye slowly disperses towards the surroundings from the place where the dragon needle touches the water, like water streaks.

The blood-colored circle of light that gradually spreads, from slow to fast, and finally like lightning, it streaks across the entire surface of the river.

After a short silence, the turbulent river suddenly boiled violently. At the bottom of the river, there seem to be thousands of springs gushing out, and the entire surface of the river is full of white splashes from the bottom of the water.

Heavy rain falls from the sky, the river gushes with spring lotus, the water and the sky intersect, and the endless wonders are transformed.

Before this strange scene of heaven and earth, under the attention of everyone, from the churning waves on the river surface, countless white bones suddenly rose from the ground. This forest of white bones and corpses rose and gushed out from the waves of the river, and gradually floated towards the surface of the river, revealing the whole picture of the endless sea of bones.

No less than 100,000 corpses and bones are densely packed and covered on the river. Even under the storm and rain of the cold night, this wreckage of the sea of bones is still dazzling......

This is the dry bones of 100,000 soldiers, and this is the soul of the heroic soul.

In the sea of bones, a corpse covered with hair and face, the whole body is black, and the skin and body surface are like black iron, and it looks like an ancient zombie. This terrifying corpse is extremely evil, as if exuding an endless chill, which makes people feel strange and evil at a glance, and give birth to a heart of distancing.

In the other direction of this demonic zombie is a sitting monk. Although this corpse is also thin and dark, the expression on its face is vaguely visible, with a look of great compassion and compassion, giving people a sense of Buddhist compassion.

The two corpses, good and evil, stand in different directions in the sea of bones. And the blood-colored dragon needle was in the center of the sea of bones at this time. As Chu Feng Void waved his hand, the blood-colored dragon needle floated in the night void and moved with it.

This blood-colored dragon needle seems to be in the center of the eye of the array, and when the dragon needle moves, the sea of bones moves.

The blood-colored dragon needle, in this stormy cold night, is like a blood-colored eye and a blood-colored lantern, illuminating the front and guiding the way.

Fortunately, the people here and now are all iron-blooded men in the army, who have been contaminated with killing masculinity and are not moved by ghosts, gods and demons. What's more, everyone knows that this sea of bones is endless, and it is the corpse heroic spirits of the iron-blooded ancestors, and they are all spirits of the same root and blood, how can they have the intention of harming them?

Sure enough, this huge sea of bones floated in the air, like a huge bone cloud, floating above the military array, and then fell in the open space next to the riverbank. The two corpses in the Sea of Bone, one standing and one sitting, were still suppressing and maintaining the operation of the Sea of Bones Array.

"Today, with the yang needle to shine in the world, the man will suppress the evil demons with iron blood!"

"Heaven and earth, ghosts and gods dare not stop it, and the demons and demons of the eight directions will be destroyed!"

Yang needle is the existence of the most yang and the strongest, and it itself contains the power of the innate yang, so that it can pray for people to lose the yang and consolidate the foundation. Now on the yang needle, it is impregnated with the blood of thousands of iron-blooded men in the army, so that the power of this dragon needle has reached its peak.

Now Chu Feng uses the Yang Needle as a magic weapon, uses the technique of the "Yang Sutra", and is supplemented by thousands of iron-blooded teachers, to attract the power of 100,000 Bone Sea Arrays to destroy the demonic spirits suppressed by the Bone Sea Array.

The mantra in Chu Feng's mouth sounded, and the blood-colored dragon needle that was originally hanging above the sea of bones bloomed with immeasurable red light at this time, enveloping the sea of bones. Almost at the moment when the dragon needle was activated, the two corpses of the Buddha and the evil also bloomed and transformed, and the huge 100,000 Bone Sea Array was finally completely activated at this time.

The riverbank where the thousand-person army formation is located, although it was originally stormy and rainy, it seemed to be in it, but there was only a sense of righteousness and grandeur. But at this moment, with the operation of the Bone Sea Array, the sound of ghosts crying wolves suddenly sounded between heaven and earth, and this strange sound shook with the wind and rain, moving people's souls.

And in the magic circle of the sea of 100,000 bones, a black mist suddenly rose, and in the blink of an eye, there was no longer a forest of 100,000 dry bones standing in Bai Sensen, and instead of a churning thick black mist, like a sea of ink.

The corpse of the monk sitting cross-legged in the sea of inky mist, blooming with golden light. The demonic zombie standing still, with long black hair and windless automatic, in the fog and ink behind him, there are many ghosts, and there are hidden ghost soldiers in the world.

The 100,000 bones of the sea array, the corpse of the ancient monk, the golden light appeared, and the sound of the Buddhist mantra appeared in the world. Where the evil corpse on the opposite side stands, the Yin soldiers and ghosts roar, as if the ghost realm is in the world.

In the middle of the sea of 100,000 bones, a thick black mist, between the tumbling and condensing at this time, converged towards the center, and actually formed a vague shape of a human head......

"Help us today, punish the evil demon ghost, and tell the loyal and brave people who formed the battle back then......"

It had reached the most critical moment, Chu Feng's expression was solemn, and he told the heroic soul of the 100,000 soldiers who had formed a formation with the dry bones of the 100,000 soldiers to suppress the evil demons.

Only by helping them disperse the demonic spirits suppressed by the magic circle can Chu Feng be able to take away the bones of these 100,000 soldiers smoothly. Otherwise, the magic circle formed by 100,000 dry bones will not disperse, and the obsession of the people who formed the formation back then will not be reconciled, and the dry bones of 100,000 soldiers will not be able to be buried smoothly.

The blood-colored dragon needle, like a sharp sword, stabbed towards the center of the skull and eyebrows that condensed from the black mist!

"Howling ......"

Just as the dragon needle pierced into the eyebrows of the black mist skull, a ghost-like ghost-like ghost roared suddenly. Endless black mist surged towards the dragon needle, winding and surging, as if it was about to swallow and pull out the dragon needle.

But in the next moment, Chu Feng's expression changed.

What is unexpected is that between the surges of these black mist, it is not to force the dragon needle out, but to stab this blood-colored dragon needle that is extremely harmful to it to the deepest part of the eyebrows?!

This sudden change made Chu Feng stunned in his heart, and he vaguely realized that something was not quite right, beyond his imagination.

"Oriental ancient arts, mysterious and amazing, make me hundreds of thousands unable to get out of trouble...... I'll be back......"

The skull formed by the condensation of the black fog let out a faint ghost sound at the last moment when it dissipated the heavens and the earth.

As the black fog dissipated, the body of the ancient monk Buddha and the corpse of the demonic zombie finally stopped emitting various visions and gradually calmed down.

The sky is still raining heavily.

The wind is still howling.

The river flows endlessly.

Looking at the surging waves, looking at the 100,000 dry bones on the shore, Chu Feng wiped the rain off his cheeks, and finally sighed and slowly caught the dragon needle falling from mid-air.

In the dark, Chu Feng felt that he had inadvertently handled this matter inadvertently......

But what exactly went wrong, Chu Feng couldn't understand at the moment.

The most important thing at the moment is to bring the remains of these 100,000 soldiers back to their homeland for burial, so as to comfort these heroic souls and allow them to transcend their lives. After solving the evil demon yin spirit suppressed by the magic circle, Chu Feng dealt with these 100,000 dry bones, which was much simpler.

This array of 100,000 dry bones is formed by the secret technique of the "Ghost Sutra" and the secret method of the ghost needle, Chu Feng is the person in charge of the Dragon Needle Nine Meridians, so he naturally knows how to operate the method of scheduling.

Under his command, the soldiers on the riverbank carefully moved the dry bones to trucks and prepared to transport them to the martyrs' cemetery for burial.

Just as Chu Feng and the personnel of various departments were carefully carrying the bones, suddenly a Buddha horn sounded in the darkness.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Following this voice, Chu Feng turned his head to look, and his eyes suddenly became fierce.

An old monk in black walked slowly in the dark, with compassion and sentimentality in his eyes, looking at the ancient monk who had already passed away in the sea of bones.

"After all, I came one step too late, and the efforts of my Buddhist ancestors were in vain......

The black-clothed old monk bowed down to the corpse of the ancient monk with a physical relic, and said slowly.

"What kind of family of Buddhists do you come from? This is the third time I've met you, and it's no accident. Today, give me an explanation. ”

Chu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the black-clothed old monk in front of him, and said in a deep voice.

This black-clothed old monk is the black-clothed ancient monk that Chu Feng met when he buried the old man of the Li family when he came to Sucheng Ancient Town at the beginning of the year.

Later, when I saw this person for the second time, I met this black-clothed ancient monk around Yan Ningxuan's tomb. At that time, Chu Feng also gave him a relic of the death of a high monk in the navy blue snow field to thank the black-clothed monk for his love for Yan Ningxuan.

Now, this is the third time I have met this old monk in black.

Regarding the identity and origin of this person, how could Chu Feng not be suspicious and confused. Moreover, this person is over 100 years old, not an ordinary monk, and has many secrets on his body.

"I should have thought that the person who can unlock the 100,000 dry bones and yin spirit magic circle in this world must have you. But I didn't expect that by chance, you would be able to find this circle and unravel it to suppress the evil spirits. Do you know that the evil spirits and demons in this array are things that cannot be easily destroyed? ”

The black-clothed ancient monk was very jealous of Chu Feng, and when he whispered at this time, his face was depressed, and his eyes were even more resolute, as if he had already made the ultimate realization of death on the spot today.

When he met Chu Feng for the first time, Chu Feng once said to him that if they met again, they would be killed.

Later, when they met again for the second time, although Chu Feng gave him a monk relic, it did not make him change his opinion of Chu Feng. The monk knew that Chu Feng's murderous aura was monstrous, and if Chu Feng had a decision, the etiquette and principles of this world could not stop him in the slightest.

If it weren't for the unavoidable reason, the black-clothed ancient monk wouldn't want to appear in front of Chu Feng and have the slightest contact with him.

Listening to the words of this black-clothed ancient monk, Chu Feng pondered and nodded slowly.

"At the last moment of the operation of the magic circle, I really didn't feel that the suppressed demons and evil spirits in this array dissipated into the heavens and the earth, as if there was some power in the dark that allowed him to escape this murder. But so what? When I find him again, it will be the day when he will be destroyed once and for all. Above this monk's body, above this strange zombie, there is what I need. And these 100,000 soldiers should also be able to sleep in peace. ”

"You Buddhism suppresses demons, do you want to let the soldiers and heroes be buried with dry bones?!"

Between Chu Feng's words, his eyes gradually became sharp.

And the black-clothed ancient monk listened to Chu Feng's words, but his face was sad and unbearable, he closed his eyes and shook his head, but did not speak. (To be continued.) )