Chapter 481: Death and Beginning
Qingtian Sword recognized the master, and when Li Siwen appeared on the rooftop, Qingtian Sword put away the sword light and flew back to Li Siwen's hands.
Liang Muyan looked up at Li Siwen, Liang Muyan, who was wrapped in layers of thunder just now, now that the thunder has dispersed but her body is dying, she saw Li Siwen and smiled.
He said weakly.
"You're here."
Liang Muyan's hair was scattered, her face was pale, and there was a slight coolness between her eyebrows and eyes, she raised her weak hand and wanted to touch Li Siwen, but unfortunately, her rapidly depleted body could not support this simple action.
Liang Muyan slowly closed his eyes.
Li Siwen took her into his arms, he had never hugged her like this, and for the past six months, she had been following him, but he did not find that there was another broken soul in the depths of her soul.
And this soul is Meng Yao, who died for him in the previous life.
The two ghost priests glanced at each other, tore off the veil on their faces, and opened their mouths to the sky.
After the big mouth opened, streams of black gas poured out from their bodies, and these black gases were accompanied by the sound of ghosts crying wolves, and one after another black gas flew in the sky, forming one black skull after another.
The skeleton pounced on Li Siwen with a hideous look.
At this time, the eleven and twelve people who were hiding in the shadows laughed.
"Eleven, you say, is Li Siwen going to finish this time?"
"It should be over, three ghost Dao people deal with one Shu Rui, and now Shu Rui has not come out of the room, which means that he is seriously injured. You see, the woman who had been following him was also killed by thunder, and she was alone.
I don't think we need to take him to Lord Qiuge, such a war of attrition can drag him to death, and Lord Qiuge is still in use there. ”
Twelve looked at the black qi spit out of the mouths of these two ghost Taoist priests, and said, "They may have some misunderstandings about the ghost Taoist priests, thinking that killing their companions can weaken the strength of these five ghost Taoist priests, but they are actually wrong. ”
Eleven continued: "Of course it's wrong, the five ghost Taoists are in the same breath, and the remaining power of the three dead ones will be transferred to the two people who are alive, and the ghost qi will gather, and the strength of the remaining two people will only become stronger." ”
"It's definitely not enough to just become stronger, they only need one person alive to resurrect all four dead people."
As soon as Twelve's words fell, Shu Rui in the bedroom saw with his own eyes that the wall that was sealed by the blood spell technique was cracked, the peeling wall skin, and the red blood mark began to slowly fail, and the black ghost qi that had disappeared just now began to appear again, forming countless black dots and flying towards the window.
Shu Rui sighed and scolded: "These ghost old men, they really deserve to die, it's not that they are almost dead." ”
With that, he went to sleep.
The black skeletons floating on the rooftop became more and more dense, and Liang Muyan's eyes suddenly opened, and the whites of his eyes began to rotate as he watched the skulls floating back and forth in the sky.
Suddenly opened his mouth, and a mouthful of white soul spat out of his mouth.
Li Siwen was not surprised, he knew that Liang Muyan was already on the verge of death, and the spiritual magnetic field here was too strong, exporting the soul in her body.
However, this also helped him a lot, and the spirit body that was repaired again might be able to resurrect Meng Yao.
But such a scene is really annoying, and there is no beauty at all when friends meet again after a long absence.
"It's too noisy, shut up."
There was a bang, like a strong wind blowing, and the black skulls floating in the air disappeared in an instant. Keyuan
The Qingtian Sword suddenly had a great sword light, and the sword body grew three times, and with a wave of Li Siwen's right hand, the sword light of the Qingtian Sword was drawn out, accurately cutting through the bodies of the two ghost Taoists.
This sword light was different from the past, and the sword qi came up with blue flames.
Blue flame cold fire.
Eleven yelled and ran.
Pulling twelve or two people to flee quickly, he never thought that the five ghost Taoist priests who had condensed the ghost qi in his heart would actually die like this, and they would be killed so easily.
Only one sword was used.
Eleven ran as fast as he could, but no matter how fast he ran, he couldn't exceed twelve, and the two of them were like wanderers fleeing for their lives in the night.
At this time, Li Siwen looked at the direction of the two people's escape and did not make a sound.
Liang Muyan's body slowly carbonized in his arms.
Li Siwen took out the white jade bottle from his arms, which was something that Fusang gave him a long time ago before he died, which contained a map of the tomb of King Wen of Zhou, as well as the pure aura of heaven and earth brought out from the tomb of King Wen.
A drop of blood, a drop of hot golden blood flowed out from between Li Siwen's fingers.
Only this drop of blood completely lit up the entire white jade bottle, and he put the soul of Liang Muyan in his hand into the white jade bottle.
The soul, which had looked a little shrunken and dull before, became shiny and fuller under the nourishment of the aura.
Li Siwen gently placed Liang Muyan on the rooftop, and used the Qingtian Sword as the eye of the formation to make an extremely strong enchantment.
The Qingtian Sword, which had fought against the Five Ghost Daoists before and lacked spiritual power, is now prosperous again, Li Siwen touched the hilt of the sword and said, "Help me take care of her, and when I come back, we can be reunited." ”
The Qingtian Sword seemed to be able to understand human language, flew into the formation, and the enchantment as powerful as the sky dome was completed, and the enchantment wall of the enchantment flashed with the afterglow of thunder and lightning.
Li Siwen looked in the direction of Eleven and Twelve's escape and smiled.
Before the smile disappeared, the whole person had disappeared on the rooftop.
On a summer day just after a heavy rain, the night breeze was a little cool, but this cool night wind was in the ears of the two people who ran away quickly, and it became a cold knife blowing, constantly stabbing their ears.
"Twelve, you wait for me, if you run too fast, the other party can't catch up with us, won't you give up all your efforts?"
Eleven followed Twelve, half a meter away.
Twelve looked back at Eleven and said, "You underestimate that surnamed Li too much, if we deliberately run slowly, it will arouse his suspicion, and if we run for our lives, he will think that we are really running for our lives." ”
"Think about it, the Five Ghost Daoists killed that woman and injured Shu Rui, with his character, he won't care, we just need to escape, and that guy will naturally chase after him."
Twelve was still running fast.
Although his martial arts cultivation is not high, his foot strength and light skills are among the top three capable people in the Boning ranking.
The observant Eleven is obviously a big step behind.
But Eleven's keen hearing allows him to have a natural judgment no matter what the environment he is in.
The frequency of the sudden change in his ear, Eleven shouted: "He's coming." ”