2 Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Demon Lord of Dry Bones
The third Zhang Guojie was confused when he heard it, and opened his mouth and said: "Alas, don't say you can't understand it, even what the second child says, I'm a mess." Anyway, whatever it means, we'll stay here tonight and make plans tomorrow. β
Everyone gossiped one after another, and finally agreed with the third child's statement, first resting, and then making plans.
Shi Yijian lay facing the stone pillar, looking at the four pairs of huge eyes, as if there was a feeling of being in the ocean with a light boat, the dark sky, the endless reincarnation, everything seemed so ethereal.
Listening to the snoring sound beside him, Shi Yijian also began to be drowsy, and at the moment when he fell asleep, the eyes on the two stone pillars slowly drooped, the red light shone, and the two demonic red lights directly submerged into his eyes, and then, he saw Shi Yijian's pair of ghost eyes emitting green flame light slowly opened, looking at a pair of eyes on the stone pillar.
Shi Yijian, who was asleep, only felt that the stars were shifting in front of him, the sun and the moon were rising, and the ghost eyes that exuded a green bewitching light were suddenly mixed with a lot of red light.
After a while, the eyes on the stone pillar slowly rose, and the light in Shi Yijian's eyes also dissipated, returning to the state when he was asleep.
Seeing this, the three demon spirits immediately gathered around, looking at Shi Yijian in his sleep and discussing.
Shi Yijian was awakened by the discussion of these little guys, sat up, yawned, and asked in a low voice, "Is there something unusual?" β
The three demon spirits talked about the scene just now, and after Shi Yijian heard it, he was a little unbelievable, and immediately rolled his eyes, and made a ghost eye, only to see that the green light was mixed with a lot of red light.
He was in a complicated mood, mixed with mixed feelings, and motioned for the three demon spirits to continue to stand guard, while he looked at the pair of stone eyes that were still moving just now, puzzled.
Early the next morning, the seven-person team had already passed through the white jade pillar and came to the destination of the land of Baizhang behind them, only to see that there was an ancient altar of more than ten meters here, and a stone step led straight to the highest point of the altar.
Everyone climbed the stone steps to the altar, climbed up and looked, within a radius of hundreds of meters, there was not a single big tree, and it was empty.
The highest part of the altar is in a circular shape, with a diameter of up to one zhang, and in the middle there is a round white jade pier about half a person high.
The stone pier has a flat surface, the diameter of two arms, a basketball-sized groove in the middle, and simple murals carved on the cylindrical walls.
Everyone bent down to look at the murals, and the first picture was of an old man wearing a hat and slashing at a man who was tied up with a big flower; The second shows an old man walking up the stone steps with a knife in one hand and a bloody human head in the other; The third is of the old man placing the human head in a grooved position; The fourth is of an old man walking towards a door.
The knowledgeable second Fu Jitian looked at these murals, pondered for a while, and said: "It seems that this is an altar, and the way to open the door is to sacrifice with a living person. β
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but look at the groove that was a little crimson in color.
The third Zhang Guojie pursed his lips and scolded: "This is something designed by a bastard, isn't it clear that we want our seven brothers to kill each other here, go to your uncle, Lao Tzu would rather go home." β
The rest of the people also echoed it, and after scolding, they all went down to the ground in despair and were silent.
Suddenly, the rat spirit straightened up and said, "It looks like someone is coming this way." β
As soon as the seven-person team heard this, they immediately set up a formation and waited for it.
The fourth snorted coldly: "It's just right, I'm worried about my stomach and I have no place to vent, whether it's a ghost or a zombie, let's try Lao Tzu's power first." β
As soon as the words fell, I saw a person wearing a black cloak and a black cloak, exuding an evil aura from the top and bottom of his body, like a ghost, appeared ten meters away from everyone.
The eldest Sun Xiaobo stepped forward and said, "Dare to ask who Your Excellency is?" β
The ghostly old man said in a hoarse and low voice, "The old man is the guardian of this place and the client of your trip. β
When everyone heard this, they were all surprised, and the fourth Fan Ming preemptively said: "Since you are the client, then our task is over, and we will complement each other in the future." β
The old man in black snorted and sneered: "There is still one last step yet." As he spoke, he slowly stretched out his hand and pointed at Shi Yijian, who was standing in the crowd.
"You have to put the head of this Shi family kid into the altar before it is finished."
As the old man in black's voice fell, Shi Yijian's heart couldn't help but be shocked.
At this time, the third Zhang Guojie spittle, pointed at the old man in black and scolded: "Old immortal ghost, why don't you put your head in it?" β
"Presumptuous!" As soon as the old man in black finished speaking, he immediately dodged and jumped, stretched out his hand and slapped the third child in the crowd with a palm.
The speed of the body was beyond everyone's expectations, and the third man saw that there was no way to avoid it, and he was horrified in his heart, and he raised his hands to resist the sudden palm of the old man.
Just at the last moment, Xu Zheng beside him refreshed his energy, swung a punch, and hit the shoulder of the old man in black, the old man's body was on one side, turned his palm into a fist, and the two fists collided, one hit with all his strength, and the other hurriedly greeted each other, only listening to the sound of the beat, Xu Zheng had been shocked and retreated.
And the old man didn't move, his other hand instantly turned into a tiger claw, and took advantage of the situation to grab Xu Zheng's head with one claw, as fast as lightning.
Between the lightning and flint, Shi Yijian's Baqi Demon Knife was already out of its sheath, and he slashed at the face of the old man in black with one sword, and the old man's body froze, dodging the sharp knife.
The rest of the people had already reacted from the loss just now and came to help.
The second Fu Jitian has a nine-character mantra in one hand, and in the blink of an eye, six paragraphs have been played, the third and fourth are close behind, and the five thunder talismans and the heavenly thunder talisman are flying all over the sky.
The old man in black was not afraid at all, he snorted coldly, his body did not move at all, his hands were as fast as lightning, and he knocked these spell talismans away one after another with a wave of his hand.
Suddenly, the black-clothed old man shook around him, and the three five-element flags of the boss Sun Xiaobo turned into three rays of light and hit the old man's legs.
The old man's body was unstable, and he resisted a few talismans, he snorted angrily, and when he jumped, a black sword flew out and hit everyone.
Hearing only the sound of the bell, the giant axe of the Yin Martial God had been cut in half, and the sword was exhausted, and the Yin Martial God was also split into pieces.
As soon as the fifth Zhongyi's body was weak, a trace of blood overflowed down his nostrils, and Xu Zheng pulled it away.
At this time, the old man in black was already standing where he was just now, he looked at everyone's frightened looks at this time, and smiled coldly.
"With this bit of ability, you dare not measure yourself, the old man will give you another chance, as long as you cut off the head of the Shi family boy, perhaps, you can still have a glimmer of life."
looked at everyone with solemn expressions and looked at the old man in black in front of him without saying a word.
Shi Yijian instantly felt a sense of powerlessness, knowing that even if his seven brothers tried their best, they would not be able to shake the old man in black at all.
The corners of his eyes twitched slightly, his heart turned sideways, and he raised his voice and said: "If you want my Shi Yijian's head, why use my brother to do it, I can just do it myself." β
After that, he lifted the Baqi Demon Knife and was about to wipe it on his neck, but he was held down by the third and fourth elders beside him.
The eldest Sun Xiaobo said: "Sixth, don't do stupid things, our brothers are united, and we may not be able to fight a way out." β
The second Fu Jitian also opened his mouth to persuade: "At that time, when our seven brothers were righteous, they said that they would live and die together, and share weal and woe, I think this person simply wanted to kill people with a knife, so that we could kill each other." β
"Yes, sixth brother, if you want to kill yourself, you have to ask our brothers if they agree or not."
The fourth child tightly held the demon knife that Shi Yijian was lying across his neck, stared coldly at the black-clothed old man in front of him with cold eyes, and said word by word: "Unless we all die, otherwise, no one can kill you." β
Shi Yijian's eyes were red, his throat was choked, he tried his best to pretend to be calm, and smiled slightly: "My head has a big scar, and I will be a good man after twenty years, brothers, help me take care of my children when I go back, say I love them, remember to burn some paper money on the grave for me in the coming year, I'm sorry." β
After that, he twisted his body and forcibly threw the third and fourth children away by half a point, and then suddenly exerted force in his hand, and the blade was crooked against his neck, and he committed suicide.
At the last moment, the cigarette jade pendant on Shi Yijian's neck suddenly flashed green, and a small claw with a trace of black gas grabbed the blade of the sword. Then there was the red light in the hilt, and the three heads of the three-headed snake appeared at the same time, and they bit Shi Yijian's wrist in one bite, and only to hear the sound of the bell, the Baqi Demon Knife fell to the ground. The three great immortals appeared at the same time, surrounding Shi Yijian.
The rat spirit scolded: "People are not dead yet, you are in a hurry to commit suicide, I have seen stupid people, I have never seen such a stupid person as you." β
At this time, everyone reacted, and they all moved closer to Shi Yijian, comforting and scolding angrily.
The old man in black looked at this scene with interest, clapped his palms, and sneered: "Sure enough, it's a deep brotherhood, it's really touching, but it's a pity that if he doesn't die, you will have to die." β
"I'm going to pull you on my back when I'm dead, I'm not going to die." With that, the three-headed snake twisted its tail, and the three heads rushed forward with snake letters, followed by rat spirits and weasels.
Seeing this, the old man in black raised his hand and drew a circle on the spot, and where his hand passed, he saw a black gas surrounding, and a black barrage flew towards the three demon spirits.
The three demon spirits collided with the black barrage in an instant, only to hear three puffs, and the three little guys flew in response, and fell in front of Shi Yijian and the others, with a trace of black gas coming out of their bodies, obviously suffering a lot of injuries.
The old man in black laughed: "Just with you ants, it's too overwhelming." β
As soon as the old man in black finished speaking, he heard a familiar voice in the distance: "Haha, they can't do it, what about me with the monk?" β
As soon as the sound came, a figure quickly appeared in front of everyone, and when the seven-person team saw that it was a monk of Sande, their faces couldn't help but show surprise, and they blurted out: "Senior, why are you here?" β
Monk Sande nodded to everyone, and then looked like an old man in black, smiled, and said, "Dry bone old devil, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come unharmed." β
When the seven people heard this, they all showed a look of surprise, only to hear the old man in black sneer, and said disdainfully: "Who does the old man think it is, it turns out to be you, a dead leftover." I didn't expect that you hadn't turned into a pile of rotten bones for decades. β
The third Zhang Guojie took a step forward and said: "Senior, what nonsense to talk to him, a few of us will join forces and fuck him." β