The next moment the tongue of fire burned the plain, the raging fire erupted and rolled up the horse warriors, the real gold was not afraid of the fire refining, it almost did not work on the spell of carved wood, the horizontal knife slashed, the sound of the sword rubbing was sharp and sharp, and the spear pierced the white barrier and brushed through the waist of the carved wood. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

The fat man screamed and was swept to the ground, and his nose and face were swollen from the fall, and his eyes were red.

Kemu immediately pulled out his long sword, and the sword blade was stunned. A huge vortex formed in mid-air, and the darkness was bottomless. The powerful yin and yang magnetic field rotated wildly, tearing at everything like a long, black snake. Tear frantically and whip the spirited demons.

His chest tightened and he almost couldn't breathe, and he pulled his chest and knelt on his knees, and the formation of another yin and yang magnetic field became more and more intense, taking the opportunity to overwhelm the momentum of the carved wood. The fat man covered his ears, and the screaming made him unable to think clearly.

The nine-story demon tower really lives up to its name, and the legend of how many ghosts and ghosts have lived in it turns out to be true. He Fatzi once followed He Ju to blame the old man for the upside down, the old rule is that the rooster cries and the lamp goes out and does not touch the gold, just once, when the rooster cries and the lamp goes out, the tomb is sealed, if it weren't for the old man who had found several kinds of talismans from the masters, otherwise he didn't stop the necromancer, and now he would have become a pile of white bones.

The golden room suddenly became pitch black, and the carved wood was hidden in the darkness, and his wheezing could be heard from time to time.

"That, that ......" He Fatzi trembled his voice, and in the darkness, he always felt that Xiao Xiao's eyes were staring at him, a pair of resentful and empty eyes. The air around him became extremely cold, and he curled up in a pile with his hands around his chest, and the black shadows floating in the air seemed to be more realistic.

It was a long, long time before a weak voice was heard, "We're locked ......"

"What?! Are we locked up? Why is it suddenly black? He Fatzi shook his mouth, and he could still feel the breathing sound of Mu Xichen outside the formation.

When you look closely, you can see that you are surrounded by terracotta warriors and horses on all sides, but their colors are no longer as shiny as before, and they have become dull and dull.

Fenced......

"Aren't you very good at carving wood? How could you be surrounded by such a array? "The fat man is in a hurry, he and Chenzi can still fight things that can't even be carved wood? What's more, Mu Xichen is now sleeping like a dead pig.

Mu Xichen seemed to dream that he yawned in a dream, woke up faintly, and opened his eyes as dark as in the dream.

"Headache ......" he propped himself up and poked his head out from the ground, the blackness in his eyes had collapsed, and the figures of the fat man and the carved wood were reflected in his bright eyes.

Memories came back to my mind in an instant, and the indescribable pain came to my heart, "Why is Carved Wood here?" "When I tried to stand up, I found that my whole body was soft, and I was swaying when I stood up.

Step up to the golden chessboard, "Click! The voice suddenly pulled him out of the abyss, he wasn't on the chessboard just now! I don't know what will happen if I step on this foot, no wonder he just saw the fat man and the carved wood both motionless.

Kemu scolded secretly, kicked the fat man out for a long time, "Draw a talisman for me!" The fat man reacted from the pain, and sure enough, the important work of drawing talismans still had to be handed over to him.

Secretly happy in his heart, he took out the rune paper that was fortunately not burned out of his bag, and began to draw with a large stroke of his pen. He and Mu Xichen stood outside the formation, carving wood with one enemy and one hundred, which was quite difficult.

Flying into the air on his side, stepping on the top of the head of the Terracotta Army, he used his strength to play a set of blocking moves, the formation of the Terracotta Army and Horses was unpredictable, the speed was too fast and there were too many of them, he had no idea where to start, and the original action of the formation was also interrupted, and now he couldn't get out of the center of the formation.

The fat man's big hands squandered in the air, stacking the rune papers one by one, and he looked at his small achievements with confidence, and raised his head proudly to admire them.

"Dead fatty, you put the talisman on me!" was yelled at by the carved wood, and the fat man grabbed a stack of drawn rune paper in a panic, and then solemnly stuffed the pen to Mu Xichen, "Old Mu ......"

"If I can't hold on, I'm sure you can save me." He stuffed the pen into Mu Xichen's palm, let him hold it tightly, and turned around and ran into the golden terracotta array.

A bright yellow glimmer flickered in the darkness, and Mu Xichen could vaguely distinguish the figure of the fat man interspersed inside, holding the pen tightly in his hand and not knowing what to do.

He looked at the fat man's figure numbly, his head buried deeply, "Every time, you rush up by yourself......"

The fingers were limp and had no strength...... He sighed, always feeling that Xiao Xiao had been staring at him, an unprecedented sense of fear and self-shame swept over, and the pen fell off his palm and brushed his fingertips.

"Huh." The tip of the pen poked lightly at the floor, and the refill was broken in half, and he squatted down holding his head, "Why don't you let me go...... Why ......"

He was so depressed that he could no longer breathe normally, his body was getting heavier and heavier, and his head was getting heavier and heavier.

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"Lao Mu, if anything happens to me, I believe you will be able to save me......" The fat man's words echoed in his mind again, he gasped a few times, grabbed his black hair, and said lightly: "Stupid, now is not the time to be blind, the fat man is still waiting for your help."

"But...... What am I going to do. He grabbed the broken half of the pen from the ground and couldn't figure out what to do with the rune paper. Although there was a situation in front of him where Carved Mu and He Fat Man were losing and retreating, the fat man's firm eyes made him more relaxed and immersed in his own world.

"Yin and Yang are endless, and the six towns are still to the nineteenth palace, if you can reach the yin and yang principles, the world is in one palm." This sentence has been blurted out smoothly, as good as a fat man's dragon hunting.

He relied on his memory to draw a scoop according to the gourd, what kind of talisman did the fat man draw, and he should have copied it out as his own thing, twisted it on his fingertips to see, Mu Xichen twisted his eyebrows unhappily, not at all like the kind of talisman drawn by He Fatzi, and it naturally would not work if it was pasted on the horse warriors.

The fluctuation of his eyes suddenly flashed in his eyes, and a clear golden yellow flashed on the chessboard in his mind, divided into nine squares, and a black giant snake spat out a long letter and took off, it was the spirit in the carved black sword, maybe he activated the force of the black sword, and summoned the giant snake to help break the golden terracotta array.

Mu Xichen clenched his fists, only with more powerful strength can he protect everyone.

So, it's up to you to take care of it.

Inexplicably, even Mu Xichen himself doesn't know what is going on, "It's time to remember...... "When will you stay if you don't move at this time?"

A steady stream of dark white erupted from the palm of the dust, like a great river with endless waves.

The two strands of qi pulled into the palm of his hand to regenerate a stream of hot air, and the swirling and twisting fluctuations dangled in front of his hands, and he clearly saw that the white liquid brewed in the palm of his hand was the same as the drop that was eaten by the big zongzi, only a lot more.

Joy and an unprecedented sense of accomplishment rose in my heart, and even my three views were completely subverted.

Mu Xichen squinted his eyes, as if someone was secretly whispering to him what to do and how to do it. The voice floated from afar, illusory but not real, ethereal but not real.

"The good is like water, the water is good for all things without fighting, and it is evil for everyone, so it is more than the Tao."

"Live in a good place, have a good heart, be kind and benevolent, be kind and faithful, govern well, do good things, and move ...... good times"

"The husband is indisputable, so there is no especially." He gritted his teeth, it turned out that his grandfather had always been by his side, reminding him of his original thoughts all the time.

Calm down and feel it carefully. I don't want anything else, such as flowing water, happy and pure.

The sword pointed horizontally, and the white liquid flowed through the tips of his fingers, and the fighters were all in front of him, their fingers clasped each other, and a set of formations was formed, and more and more white liquid beads almost filled the entire tomb and wrapped everyone in it.

The chessboard suddenly shone with golden light, and the golden threads quickly divided the chessboard, revealing nine large grids. Chenzi stepped on one of the palace grids, and then the square lattice burst out with surprisingly bright golden rays, like six golden threads cut out raw, and the rustling sound of grinding gold could be heard.

With himself and the eight ancient divine beasts as stand-ins, he stepped to fill in the gaps, and replaced the nine-character mantra. The powerful and galloping cyclone rushed straight into Mu Xichen's palm, and the wind lifted it, his soft and fluffy black hair was lifted, and the black giant snake shrank back and quickly burrowed into the long sword.

The soldiers were all in front, Mu Xichen's hand quickly opened a few gestures under the traction of the whirlwind, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that the fat man was beaten and his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he wiped off the red that flowed from his nostrils without care, and wiped most of his cheeks.

Yu Jian threw Mu Xichen a firm look, which shocked his hands and trembled slightly, but the fat man's eyes never gave him room to relax, but he should be more serious and look for that feeling. Otherwise, I'm really sorry for the suffering and scars of the fat man and the carved wood.

The breath in his palm suddenly stagnated, Mu Xichen suddenly took a big step back and stepped on the formation, a line of golden light suddenly extinguished, and there were still five of the six paths.

Having lost a golden light, his momentum was no longer as good as before, and the ancient divine beasts that would have summoned eight ancient beasts to guard the third layer of Houqing's tomb cave also fell short.

"Fatty!" He Fatzi stepped on the place where he lost the golden thread, and stepped back for Mu Xichen in one breath, losing the blessing of forming a formation, and the two were even more forced into a desperate situation.

Carved Wood's figure flickered under the black cloak, and he suddenly turned around and leaped into the air, kicking away the fat man who was on the verge of dying, and pulling out the deep sword from the wall.

With a "poof", inky black gas came out of the long sword, turned into a defensive wall, and shouted at the dust: "Take advantage of now!"

Mu Xichen frowned, and the feeling in his palm gradually condensed back. At that moment, he could clearly see how the thin golden thread cut through the chessboard and split the black shadow.

The originally very normal Golden Terracotta Warriors and Horses Array has undergone a qualitative change in the eyes of everyone, "Evil ghost, it hasn't come out yet." Dust roared, hiding his anger. If it weren't for these things that have been pestering them from beginning to end, so many people wouldn't have died! Gritting his teeth, he originally thought he could solve the evil ghost, but found that the power of resistance was getting stronger and stronger, why is this?

Doubts came to my heart, it was clearly the power of yin and yang, why didn't it work?

Blink an eye at the carved wood, his face was calm, sweat against his cheeks inadvertently dripped one or two, thin lips pursed, raised his weak hand and swung a sword, and the terracotta warriors collided, he took two steps back with his soft legs, and a sword pillar supported his tired body on the ground.

He wasn't a Hercules, just a little onmyoji, and he didn't have that much strength to overdraw himself.

Raising his eyes to touch Mu Xichen, Kemu couldn't help but cover his forehead in disappointment. That's all there is to it......

His disappointment was seen by Mu Xichen, the airflow in his palm became more and more disordered, and the white liquid almost flew out of his hand out of his control.

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