Chapter 290: The Twenty-Eighth of the Lunar Month
At this moment, in the distant bell tower, the bell of the hour struck the hour.
Separated by the heavy ground, the bell did not reach the temple, but Liu Chengzhi seemed to have suddenly received some sense, turned around suddenly, and looked out. The next moment, he was forcibly pulled to the altar by some force. At this time, there are countless men, women, and children emerging from the ground, each of them is sunny and convex, the face is miserable, and the body is as solid as a human body, obviously a powerful ghost, and it is an extremely powerful thousand-year-old ghost!
Some of them wore the Taoist robes of the Guigu Cave, and some wore the armor of the Shenlong Guard, but they all raised their hands and danced around the altar of the festival. A thick ghostly aura shrouded the sky, and the lush green smoke even obscured the moonlight in the sky......
And just across the river, is the town, there are many children on the street setting off firecrackers, laughing and chasing, laughter, red lanterns lit on the flowing water seats, everyone sits in groups, eats vegetables, drinks in large bowls, and is full of joy.
A little child who was being held in his arms suddenly began to cry, and the cry was so high and loud that the woman who was holding him kept shaking, and coaxed softly, but she couldn't coax him well. The woman couldn't help but pull the man next to her: "Boss, why do I think Erbao is crying so evilly?" Don't be about to do something, right? ”
"What can happen!" The big man waved his hand impatiently: "The city lord said that even the thousand-year tribulation has been solved!" ”
The woman said in a low voice: "But people don't say that the little baby is the most bright-eyed and can see ghosts." ”
"Hey, hey, hey! You know the ghosts! Dahan shook her hand away: "You can say something nice!" If you're scared, go home! Lao Tzu has to drink two more bowls with Brother Hu here! He smiled: "Wine that doesn't cost money, don't drink it for nothing!" ”
The woman stood up hesitantly and said, "Be in charge, then you should come back sooner." ”
The big man said annoyingly: "Okay! Lao Tzu is not afraid of heaven and earth, but he is also afraid of a lonely soul ......"
His words stopped halfway, and the woman took only three steps with the child in her arms, turned around strangely, and then froze for a moment, and all in front of her was a miserable blue air mass, so thick that it almost dripped water, and the flowing water seats of the whole street, including the men who had just sat and drank across from her, could not be seen.
There was a strong smell of blood in the green qi, and the woman's whole body trembled with fear, but she still endured it and rushed forward: "Be in charge!" ”
The next moment, a strange sound rose in her ears, and she had never heard such a terrible sound in her life...... Countless sharp and poignant ghost howls were like crying, converging together and piercing people's eardrums fiercely, making people's souls exhausted and their teeth fighting.
In the city lord's mansion, Su Xun, who had settled down, suddenly opened his eyes.
In the temple, Xuan Yi also turned back in shock.
At the same time, on the altar of the festival, countless fierce ghosts suddenly ended the Eight Hundred Dance, and rushed towards the town while roaring...... By the time they died, the false human form was gone, and almost all of them were scattered pieces of flesh and blood among the skeletons, not an inch of their bodies intact, and their deaths were truly miserable.
After a thousand years, the ghost is the ghost king, and his strength will increase by leaps and bounds! The power of a ghost king is enough to destroy a city, let alone die so miserably? What's more, there are so many ghost kings?
It's just that in an instant, where the ghosts passed, it was as if they had been ploughed by an iron rake, and there was no intact person left, and every scream was only half made before it was cut off halfway, and the broken flesh and skin were all traces of ghost teeth biting, and half of the human face was scattered on the ground, and there was even a smile on the face that did not come and was withdrawn, which looked even more weird.
The yin wind was howling, the ghosts were crying heavily, and the city lord's mansion was surrounded by water. The usually majestic Tianlongwei all looked frightened, and as soon as Su Xun came out, all his eyes instantly fixed on him, hoping that he could get an idea.
On the formation cover, densely packed, all of them were hideous ghost faces, they climbed on it, showing their blood-red fangs, slowly gnawing on the formation cover, and staring at him with no pupils' eyes.
The air was full of clicking sounds, like the mourning of the soul, Su Xun couldn't help but take a step back, and his heart was horrified.
He is the soul of the evil dragon, but he is very clever to leave the root of evil in the body, and then resides the dragon soul in the body of Su Xun. If Yunmeng City is the "body" of the machine spirit, then the root of evil is like a tumor in the body, which occurs once in a while...... Therefore, every year on the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month, he would sacrifice living people to the sky, and then use spells to tear their flesh and blood alive, and use this kind of yin and anger to "feed" the root of evil.
That's why he always thought that the thousand-year-old tribulation was just another more serious attack of the root of evil...... He never imagined that the soul that had already been sacrificed could still cause chaos! Haven't they been devoured by the root of evil?
The ghosts are overwhelming, there is no escape, Tianlongwei is all trembling, Zhao Changning said in a trembling voice: "Master! ”
Su Xun froze and said in a dumb voice: "Xuan Yi, where is Xuan Yi?" As soon as he mentioned Xuan Yi, he immediately had an idea, and said, "Ask someone to open a portal to go out, find a team of people, and lead the ghosts to the temple!" ”
"Master!" Zhao Changning said: "There are too many ghosts, I'm afraid that as soon as Tianlongwei goes out, he will be gnawed clean, how can he still go to the temple, and then open his mouth, the ghosts will squeeze in...... What to do! ”
Su Xun said angrily: "Useless thing! You ......"
Before he finished speaking, the formation cover was finally bitten through a hole, and the ghost let out a shrill laugh, quickly smoked into a puff of green smoke, got in, turned into a skeleton again, and then pounced.
Tianlongwei was shocked, and he was anxious to repair, but he had just raised the formation flag, and was bitten by the fierce ghost who came in from behind, and bit him into two pieces of meat, and fell heavily to the ground.
Su Xun teleported out without hesitation.
Although his soul is strong, his physical body is weak, and he has no intention of confronting the ghost king at all. He teleported outside the temple, only to find that this place had already been attacked by the ghosts, and Xuan Yi stood alone on the top of the tree, indifferently watching the Shenlongwei and the ghosts killing below, looking like he didn't care about anything. And for some reason, none of all the powerful ghosts dared to come within three feet of him.
Su Xun didn't have time to think about it, and said hurriedly: "Xuan Yi, you and I join forces, how about stopping the ghost chaos first!" ”
Xuan Yi glanced at him coldly, and said lightly: "Anyway, I have to die today, why bother with this effort." ”
Su Xun was stunned, and in an instant, his whole body was like entering an ice cave, and he couldn't say a word anymore...... He actually knew! How could he even know this! That...... If he hadn't made a move, would he really be buried here today?