Chapter 1487: Yin Yang Book (8)

In the entire huge ghoul mountain cave, all the evil spirits seemed to be waiting for the verdict to be announced, and they didn't even dare to move, not even a trace of mournful roar.

Everyone held their breath, and at this point they were afraid that even if a needle fell on the ground, they would hear it.

Wu Nuannuan watched the Tierdao people sink into the river of blood, tears slipped down in her eyes, but her mind kept thinking about the catastrophe thousands of years ago.

"Sister, tomorrow I'm going to marry the eldest lady of the Han family, will you go with me?"

Looking at those clear eyes, the woman gritted her teeth, shook her head vigorously, and said softly: "Young master, I won't go on the big day, you should be careful all the way." ”

"Why not? You have been with me since you were a child, and you have never left my side, why don't you refuse to go on such a happy day? ”

The woman barely squeezed out a smile: "Young master, this is a rule, the female dependents are not allowed to follow." ”

"Hmph, what stinky fart regulations, I think it's a turtle!"

The tall figure stomped his foot in anger and turned away.

As the figure walked farther and farther, the woman's eyes couldn't help but slip into tears again, and murmured: "Young master, I also have to do it, my relatives were all arrested by Han Yuanzong, if I don't do what he said, I, all my relatives will die." ”

Thump!

The woman knelt on the ground in remorse, pounding the ground hard, and her whole body slowly fell down, choking and crying.

After crying for a long time, the woman stood up and pulled out an ordinary-looking dagger from her arms.

Staring at the dagger in a daze, the woman even bit her lip and bled blood.

"This Xuan Ghost Knife can restrain the bloodline of the Netherworld Imperial Family...... I—I really didn't steal it on purpose......"

……

"Ah......h

Facing the white yin-yang stone, Liu Lang suddenly let out a miserable scream.

Countless rays of white light came out of the Yin-Yang Stone and shot into Liu Lang's body one after another.

Liu Lang was in great pain and his face was hideous, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered, while at the same time, the seven spirits in his body kept flying in and out.

Every time in and out, Liu Lang's ●] dǐng ●] diǎn ●] small ●] said, .2±3.os_ ↙(); The body will undergo a metamorphosis.

I don't know how many baptisms I have experienced, the seven spirits slowly quieted down, and a diǎndiǎn merged into Liu Lang's body.

The Yin-Yang Stone suddenly made a clicking sound, and it began to crack inch by inch, constantly cracking......

The pieces of Yin-Yang Stone slowly fell into the blood water, spreading quickly like ripples towards the surroundings.

After a while, all the yin and yang fragments fell into the blood, and the river of blood that was originally flowing was slowly solidifying.

The surface of the blood river surrounding the Yin-Yang Stone slowly formed red ice cubes, and Han Junbao, who was being devoured by evil ghosts, finally gave up the struggle, watched the Yin-Yang Stone collapse with his own eyes, and saw with his own eyes that all the white light emitted from the Yin-Yang Stone penetrated into Liu Lang's body.

Han Junbao finally despaired.

It turned out that the qiē he was planning was nothing more than a dream.

Han Junbao's body had been completely torn clean at this time, except for the remnant soul, there was no longer half a diǎn difference from the evil ghost in the blood and water.

The river of blood kept solidifying, slowly solidifying Han Junbao's remnant soul.

Want to escape?

How could you escape?

Whether it's a thousand years or a hundred years, I'm afraid I'll always stay in the river of blood, right?

……

Click!

At the end of the river of blood underground, the upside-down mountain range suddenly let out a crisp cracking sound.

The clatter sound was like ice cracking, spreading rapidly from the mountain, and the rubble fell into the endless abyss.

The mountain body has been cracking from the mountain to the foot of the mountain, and the demon magic mirrors that meet at the foot of the mountain also make a violent cracking sound.

The clatter and clatter are endless.

There were bursts of roars from the Demon Mirror, and countless large, withered corpse hands tried to climb out of the Demon Mirror.

However, those corpse hands had just stretched out, but they were crushed by the Demon Illusion Mirror, so that there was not even any scum left.

Rumble!

A thunderclap sounded in the sky, and the dark clouds above the Demon Illusion Mirror gathered more and more densely, and when they were about to press to the ground, there was a sudden loud bang, and a blue lightning bolt fell from the sky, rushing directly into the ground and rushing to the Demon Illusion Mirror.

"Whew......"

Countless screams spread underground, spreading far and wide, and the Demon Illusion Mirror was collapsing and rapidly dying at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The corpses inside let out endless cries and screams, and the voices were full of grief and regret, remorse, and all kinds of resentment and resentment were intertwined.

It wasn't until the last Demon Illusion Mirror completely disappeared that the voice of the corpse clan disappeared completely.

The villagers of the cave village looked at the scene in front of them in horror, watched the dark clouds gradually dissipate, and from time to time looked down to listen to the roars coming from under their feet, but they couldn't stop kneeling on the ground and praying to the sky.

"Corpse Clan...... Sealed again? ”

Wu Banxian, who was far away in Maoshan Mountain, was lying on the lazy chair, half-squinting his eyes, and suddenly the corners of his mouth moved, his heart eased, and he muttered to himself.

"Dao Chief, what do you say, the tea you want is ready for you!"

Lucasie's voice could be heard in the distance.

I saw Lucasie wearing a red cheongsam, with that foreign girl's unique face, but it had a unique flavor.

Lucasie took a cup of tea and brought it to Wu Banxian, and sat next to Wu Banxian on the spot, beating his back and rubbing his shoulders.

"Daochang Wu, Daochang Zhu has been in retreat all this time, when will he be able to come out?"

Luca helped Wu Banxian pinch his arm, and the pair tightly wrapped under the cheongsam trembled up and down, seeing that Wu Banxian's throat was dry, he hurriedly picked up the tea and took a sip.

"Scalding...... Damn, why is it so hot! ”

Wu Banxian jumped up and stuck out his tongue again and again, but it was not good for Lucasie, and his old face was red, and the old man was a little more comfortable.

Lucasie tilted her head and looked at Wu Banxian with an innocent expression: "Daochang Wu, is it hot?" ”

Wu Banxian's old face tightened, and he couldn't wait to scold his mother, but he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and said with a smile: "Hehe, no, it's not hot, it's just right." ”

"Oh, that'...... Zhu Daochang him? ”

Lucasie looked at Wu Banxian Wolf's appearance, pursed her lips and snickered, still asking innocently.

Wu Banxian glanced back at the top of the mountain, and let out a long sigh: "Hey, this kid, heavy love, in this life, I'm afraid I won't see Liu Lang, he won't take another step in Maoshan Mountain." ”

When Lucasie heard this, her eyes widened and she wondered, "What? Daoist Zhu wants to wait for Liu Lang to come back? ”

"Hehe, he, I'm afraid he wants to find it one day."

"There?"

"There......"

Wu Banxian lay back on the lazy chair again, squinted his eyes, and looked like a fairy.