Chapter 83 The Lingjia Mausoleum

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At this time, the old medicine man's face was quite ugly, and he was wearing the pink robe, and the dust was stuck around his waist.

It turned out that when Sanpi entered the door, he felt a different aura, which was the same evil aura as Yu Sheng's body, but it was even stronger.

This is also the reason why he scared Sanpi away with a knife so that he could be prepared.

It's just that he didn't expect that Sanpi, who was quietly followed by him, would become a woman, or Wang Ying!

This strange change almost made him run away on the spot, but after all, the three young men of the Chen family could not rest assured, and gritted their teeth and followed.

And the next conversation between the two, he heard it clearly, and when he heard that Wang Ying was going to cook for Chen Xiaolan, he suddenly felt bad in his heart, so he pulled Chen Xiaolan and fled.

"Old man, is something wrong?" Chen Xiaolan gasped for breath and asked puzzled.

How could the old pharmacist have time to explain, pulling Chen Xiaolan was running wildly all the way, and the old body burst out with a motivation no less than that of a young man.

It can be called, old and strong!

At this moment, there were cars and horses passing in front of them, and the two brothers of the Zhao family were sitting in front of the car, and when they saw Chen Xiaolan, their hazy sleepiness was suddenly swept away, and their eyes lit up.

But when they saw the old pharmacist, they wondered again, this was ...... Morning jog?

"Old man, Xiaolan girl, where are you going?" The Zhao family brother asked.

The old pharmacist was still worried about how to send Chen Xiaolan away, but now he was overjoyed, and said: "You two boys came at the right time, hurry up and take Xiaolan girl to Huangli Town, go to find the town guard there, just say that I asked you to go, he will understand." ”

The two brothers, Zhao Fan and Zhao Bufan, glanced at each other, unable to understand the old man's thoughts, but the old pharmacist had long established his prestige in the village, so they obeyed his orders.

Chen Xiaolan didn't know why, she suddenly felt a panic in her heart, and for some reason, the face of her mother Wang Ying appeared in the bottom of her heart.

It was also at this moment that the thick fog behind rolled over, as if someone was stepping on the fog.

The old pharmacist's face changed greatly, he took out the dust and shook the horse's buttocks fiercely, looked at the carriage in the distance, and turned his head solemnly.

There, Wang Ying looked at him coldly, and a kind smile suddenly appeared on his mouth.

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"Kid, have you had enough? Take a break. There was no emotion in the old woman's voice, and her mouth came out of the black liquid on the ground, opening and closing.

In just a moment, the whole person reappeared in front of Yu Sheng.

Yu Sheng casually blew the head of a villager, looking at the old woman's intact body, a nameless fire ignited from the bottom of his heart.

wasted half a day's strength, all like hitting cotton, which made him very unhappy.

But there is no way to do it, he has done his best to smash the old woman's whole body into flesh, but what is the result? All in vain.

"The immortal body of the Immortal Servant can only be killed by energy attacks, and it is useless for you to simply use a fist hammer like this." The eagle said in the air.

Yu Sheng glanced at her, lowered his eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "Then why didn't you say it earlier?" ”

"Why did I say it earlier?" The eagle snorted, and although she had a pair of wings, she was still a woman at heart, and she was very annoyed by ignoring her attacks for the rest of her life.

Yu Sheng didn't want to argue too much, pointed to the villagers, and wondered: "How can these people not be killed?" ”

The eagle didn't answer, she also wanted to know this question, the previous underworld disciples were very simple to clean up, there was no such situation of killing and not killing at all, according to intelligence, only the immortal body is the underworld and the existence above the underworld, these underworld disciples are just tools for the god of the underworld to collect the power and soul.

"Of course, it's because of the mercy of the gods." The old woman's face flashed with a gleam of glory and she said, "How great is eternal life." ”

Speaking of this, the old woman looked at Yu Sheng and stretched out her palm again, and at the same time attracted the dark blood injected into Yu Sheng's body by the villagers.

But what made her strange was that Yu Sheng didn't react at all, there was no piety on her face, and those dark bloods were rapidly decreasing in her feelings, as if she had been swallowed by something terrible.

"What the hell are you?" The old woman's face finally changed, and she took a step back in shock, in her eyes, the blood of the underworld was a supreme divine object given by the god of the underworld to bring the dead back to life, how could it disappear for no reason like this?

"You're what you are!" The rest of his life was already angry, and when he heard the old woman's words, he threw a punch.

Just when he thought that this punch would blow it up like before, the old woman moved unexpectedly.

Bang –

The fist hit the old woman's body, black liquid splashed, the old woman's mouth opened wide, and a small white bowl was taken out of her mouth and raised above her head.

"All beings have souls, all beings have bodies, and the underworld has its own reincarnation, return, and path to death."

The old woman held the white bowl high, and the surrounding villagers, black liquor ignited, endlessly, with fiery piety, condensed into the white bowl.

In an instant, white light filled the temple!

The white bowl rotated, and the air buckled upside down on the top of Yu Sheng's head, lowering a layer of light curtain.

Yu Sheng had a bad premonition in his heart, and tried to touch and look at the light curtain, and a feeling of indestructibility reached the bottom of his heart.

What made him even more uneasy was that at this moment, there seemed to be a will awakening in his body, impacting his mind.

"Child, since you don't want to submit to Pusheng and don't want to believe in the god of the underworld, then I can only forcibly accept you." Seeing that she was trapped for the rest of her life, the old woman breathed a sigh of relief, if even the power of sentient beings could not work, she would really consider retreating.

The eagle flew high into the air, she felt a mortal threat on the white bowl, if this time the old woman was not aimed at the rest of her life, but against her, the eagle had reason to believe that many people would mourn her on this day next year.

Ling Yu broke, and on the feather shield formed to block the villagers, the sharp blade penetrated out, and Nan Jian's clothes were tattered, and his bare body had obvious corrosion scars.

"Eagle, next time you block the door, I'll pluck your feathers off." Nan Jian said coldly.

He has just transformed, and there are not many energy attacks that he can cast, originally to be used as a hole card to prevent the metamorphosis of the cult, but now most of them are spent on these little Luo Luo.

The Underworld's transformation was unexpected, but that was not a reason for the eagle to block his retreat.

The eagle obviously thought of something too, and awkwardly flipped its wings, then diverted Nanjian's attention and motioned for the rest of his life to be there.

Nan Jian of course noticed the anomaly here, the kid who almost killed him was lying on the ground, screaming in pain from time to time, and letting out a few creepy laughs from time to time.

"Go, child, for the gods need him, and you don't have this blessing." The old woman said to Nanjian and the eagle.

Nan Jian didn't make a sound, of course he wouldn't just leave, the cult stronghold has not been eliminated, if he goes back like this, what should the teachers in the academy think of him? The punishment is small, and the face is big.

The two fingers were brought together, and the edge of the sword intent slashed at the old woman's head through the fingers.

It wasn't until the old woman was split in half that a whistling sound reached her ears.

His sword is fast, and his mind is quick.

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The pictures are like a passing cloud, holding the head in pain for the rest of his life, strange and familiar memories keep flashing, disappearing, remembering, and forgetting.

In the end, he saw a beautiful face, opened his cherry lips at him, and smiled brightly.

"I look forward to seeing each other next time."

"At that time, it will be fun."

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Who is he?

Yes, he's the Scorpion Lord!

But who is the Scorpion Master?

Who is Anning?

The rest of his life gripped the ground hard, a few fingers sank deep into the ground, the feeling of remembering but not remembering made him crazy, and what made him even more irritable was the inexplicable sadness in his heart and the ridicule in his mind.

The old woman's recovery was a little slower, and when she came back to life, another flash of sword flashed.

This time, she recovered more slowly......

Nan Jian calculated in his heart, the energy in his body was enough to send out five sword rays, and the extraordinary sword speed was enough to kill this underworld servant five times.

As for whether the old woman could be resurrected after five times, it was not for him to consider.

Sometimes face is important, but it is more important.

The old woman recovered her body again and again, slower and slower each time, and just as Nanjian swung the last sword, the old woman smiled kindly again.

The sword light tore through her body, enveloping the white bowl for the rest of her life, and a white light shot into the old woman's melting black liquid.

"Son, Hades will not turn his back on his followers."

"Where God is, eternal life."

This time, the old woman regained her form in an instant, raised her hands in reverence, and prayed to the heavens.

Nan Jian sighed, looking at the rest of his life that was trapped, there was nothing he could do, the only little speed energy left was infused into his legs, and with the sound of the wind, Nan Jian disappeared without a trace.

In the air, the eagle glanced at the white bowl, and then at the rest of his life, and the color of pity flashed and flew into the distance.

This time, the mission failed.

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The old woman didn't care about the departure of the two, the students of the academy couldn't move lightly for the time being, it really angered those who were in charge, it didn't matter if she died, the Pusheng Sect could not be uprooted.

At this point, every underworld attendant knows that human death is small, and propaganda doctrine is great.

The pain and confusion on the face of the rest of her life, the old woman saw it clearly and was very satisfied.

If this child's power is obtained by the god of the underworld, it will surely make the god happy.

Just when she was full of anticipation and looking forward to returning to the underworld for the rest of her life, she found that the rest of her life suddenly calmed down and looked at the ...... outside suspiciously Street.

The old woman followed the rest of her gaze, and her pupils suddenly contracted.

There, when did a man come?

I have to say that this person is very good-looking, and his ordinary facial features are put together, which actually gives people a flawless and strange feeling.

"Disgusting thing, who gave you the audacity to do this to him?"

Silent fluctuations reached the old woman's heart, and the dark purple scorpion shadow was imprinted in her mind.

The boundless fear made the old woman's eyes darken, and in her eyes, the purple shadow was replaced in front of her, and in the purple depth, was the man's face.

Like, perfection in despair.

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The white bowl dissipated, and the rest of his life was wheezing, and the good-looking young man came over and smiled.

"Lingzi of the Ling family, I have seen the rest of my brother."

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