9. Broken sword

The shrine is quaint, and it is slightly sacred due to the golden light emitted by the objects in the shrine, but no matter how dazzling the golden light is, it cannot hide the unpretentious nature of the shrine, if there is anything amazing about this three-foot shrine, it is probably only the twisted and strange patterns on the surface of the shrine.

Chen Feng and the other four big men walked into the shrine back and forth, staring closely at this unique three-foot shrine.

Wang Qingshi didn't know when she appeared beside Chen Feng, she stared at the shrine in surprise, and sighed, "Shouldn't this kind of thing be something dedicated to the statues of gods and Buddhas and ancestral tablets, and this shrine is actually fully wrapped, which is completely different from the shrines I saw before." ”

"Cut, with a brain like you, in addition to destroying my big things, what insight can you have, even this great shrine dares to comment on it!" Chen Feng glared at Wang Qingshi, and raised his hand to give her a shiver on the smooth forehead.

Wang Qingshi covered her forehead in pain, pouted and glared at Chen Feng, wanting to step on Chen Feng but was dodged, putting on a cannibalistic appearance, "If God knows, I should really let a god jump out of this shrine and clean up your big bastard." ”

In the entire village, only Chen Feng and Wang Qingshi looked very relaxed, and the others were extremely pious, as if this was a pilgrimage festival.

The shrine throbbed more and more violently at the chanting of the leopard Yao cultivator, and the dazzling golden light almost blinded the eyes.

Wang Qingshi looked at the shrine that had become more and more mysterious and terrifying, and suddenly sneered, "Hehe, don't you big bastard feel nervous and scared at all?"

"Brainless girl, you're the bastard, why should I be afraid of this broken shrine. ”

"Aren't you afraid that a big guy will jump out of it, beat you up, and then peel your skin and cramp?"

"Even if there's a big guy in it, I'll get you to resist it first. ”

Chen Feng smiled smugly at Wang Qingshi, but he still hugged the sword in his arms a little tighter.

I don't know why, Chen Feng always felt a little restless in his heart when he looked at this shrine that was beating violently and shimmering with golden light, as if something related to him was about to appear in the shrine.

Slowly, the chatter became louder and louder. Chen Feng and Wang Qingshi finally heard clearly, this is some kind of sacrificial language, and these people living in the cottage are worshipping things in the shrine.

The shrine seemed to understand the prayers of the men, and finally it stopped beating, and the dazzling golden light began to converge, and in a moment the light disappeared completely.

"It's not good, get back!"

Chen Feng's eyebrows suddenly jumped violently, and he instantly pulled Wang Qingshi back quickly.

Almost instantly, the three-foot shrine that converged on the light erupted with a strong light, instantly drowning the people who knelt on the ground to worship.

A golden glow that was even more dazzling than before engulfed those people in an instant, and it seemed that thousands of beams of light rushed out of the shrine, piercing the worshippers, piercing their bodies one by one, and sending blood all over the ground.

The shells of those who were pierced began to shrink, as if the inflatable doll had been deflated, quickly withering and shrinking, and in the blink of an eye, only a skin was left and piled up on the ground like a mass of mud.

"Vomit ......"

Maybe the scene was too disgusting, Wang Qingshi couldn't help but want to vomit after taking a few looks. In fact, even Chen Feng couldn't stand such a picture.

When the thick, fishy blood flowed all over the ground, the shrine actually jumped off the ground and took the initiative to approach the leopard-print Yao cultivator who had also pierced his body with the golden light, turning into a mud-like mass.

Chen Feng held the long sword tightly in his right hand, and held Wang Qingshi in his left hand, and the two slowly retreated.

The picture is too weird, no one thought that this sacrifice would be such a result, Chen Feng didn't dare to hold it up, he wanted to leave this unknown horror cottage as soon as possible.

However, an even more strange scene suddenly appeared in front of Chen Feng and Wang Qingshi, and from that shrine leaked out a pulsating power, burrowing into the body of the Leopard Pattern Yao cultivator, and the person's body actually began to slowly bulge, and after a while, it became very plump, except for the empty eyes, there was no difference from ordinary people.

"Boom...... Who are you to dare to wake me up completely? The Leopard Blossom cultivator, who was connected to the shrine, let out a terrifying, shrill laugh.

"This ...... This...... How is it possible, isn't he dead, how can he still speak, this is not in accordance with the laws of nature!" Chen Feng was really frightened by this scene, and he almost became stammering.

The Leopard Yao cultivator held the shrine with a very slow pace, his joints seemed to have not moved for thousands of years, and he could still hear the sound of bones rubbing against each other when he walked.

The Leopard Pattern Yao cultivator walked towards Chen Feng and Wang Qingshi step by step, although his movements were slow, but in the eyes of the two of them, it was tantamount to the Grim Reaper approaching them.

"Brain-dead girl, you go first!"

Chen Feng pushed Wang Qingshi away, and instantly sacrificed his own warrior tattoos, blocking the only stone path to leave the cottage.

"Bastard !!"

Wang Qingshi stood on the stone path and cried loudly.

"Brain-dead girl, if I don't die, you remember to marry me!" Chen Feng turned his head and showed a smile that he thought was very charming to Wang Qingshi, and then asked to stare nervously at the Leopard Pattern Yao cultivator holding the shrine.

Under the stone wall of the empty cottage, corpses were everywhere, and the smell of blood flowed all over the ground.

Chen Feng blocked the entrance to the stone path, and he faced the Leopard Pattern Yao cultivator holding the three-foot shrine, and waited for him.

"Hahaha, how many years have I been asleep, and the Yuan Yang realm still has this talented character. ”

The Leopard Yao cultivator's pace of speech was very different from his pace, his voice was strange but his speech was very clear.

"What are you, a human or a ghost!" Chen Feng shouted.

It was hard for Chen Feng to imagine what the existence in front of him was, a dead corpse holding a strange shrine actually came to life.

"Excuse me, you'll treat me as a ghost, I'm not human anyway. The Leopard Blossom cultivator continued, and the shrine began to crack, revealing the contents of the shrine.

When the shrine was completely broken, what appeared in front of Chen Feng's eyes was a broken sword with a hilt that was three inches long, but the body of the sword was half broken, and the cracks were dense.

"It's a broken sword!" Chen Feng said in astonishment.

"That kid, from now on, your body is mine. The Leopard Pattern Yao cultivator was still holding the broken sword and said to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng was almost speechless, he had always spoken like this to others, but he didn't expect to be shown off by a broken sword today.

"Hmph, is it just your broken sword? It's ridiculous!" Chen Feng waited with his sword in his hand and snorted coldly.

"Haha, then let me try your strength, maybe I don't like you yet!" said the Leopard Yao cultivator with a smile.

As he spoke, the Leopard Yao cultivator replaced the action of raising his sword with the action of holding the sword, and he rushed towards Chen Feng with a speed like thunder and lightning, leaving a golden-colored band of light in the air, almost collapsing the space.

"So fast, he actually triggered the spatial pulse, is this a pulse technique?" Chen Feng was taken aback, and the Tattooed Yao Long Sword around his body spun wildly.

The broken sword shimmered with golden light, and instantly rushed to Chen Feng, slamming into the defensive barrier under the long sword cloth of the warrior pattern.

The golden light and the bronze light collided together, and in an instant, there was a violent explosion, and the ground of the cottage built on the mountain left several terrifying cracks.

The Leopard Yao cultivator was torn apart by this powerful force, but only the right hand holding the golden-colored broken sword was intact.

Chen Feng was no better, his organs were almost displaced in this collision. He could even feel his sternum almost shattering.

"Such a strong strength, if I hadn't been infinitely close to the Silver Tattoo Yao, coupled with the Innate Warrior Tattoo Yao Protector, I'm afraid I would have exploded like that dead man in this impact!"

Chen Feng was afraid for a while, he looked at the golden-colored broken sword on his broken hand worriedly, for fear that it would burst out again and kill again.

Sure enough, the broken right hand actually held the golden broken sword and rushed over again, faster than before.

Chen Feng hooked the spatial pulse, and then used the Tattoo Yao Fusion Technique, his spirit and the warrior Tattoo Yao Long Sword merged into one, and at that moment he seemed to feel that he was the invincible battle sword.

"Ouch, you can actually tattoo the art of merging the body, have you this kid awakened the sword mound?" Suddenly, the golden-colored broken sword stopped an inch in front of the tip of Chen Feng's nose, and a stream of thought was transmitted to Chen Feng's mind.

Chen Feng was taken aback, he didn't expect this broken sword to be able to communicate with him through consciousness.

"What the hell are you and what do you want to do?"

Rao is Chen Feng practiced under the Sword Ghost Sect, and he had seen the terrifying strength of the Sword Ghost that could be said to be terrifying, and he couldn't help but be shocked by this even more bizarre method.

Suddenly, a huge golden circle enveloped Chen Feng, shining brightly and dazzlingly.

"Chen Feng ......"

Wang Qingshi stood on the stone path and saw the golden circle enveloping Chen Feng, she cried loudly, and it was her scream that woke Chen Feng up.

In front of him, the golden-colored broken sword suspended vertically in the void in front of him, communicating with him with consciousness.

"I need your body, you are the body of the sword mound that I have been waiting for for thousands of years, only you can restore me to my heyday......"

The Golden Broken Sword said a lot to Chen Feng, and it didn't care whether Chen Feng heard it clearly or not, and it instilled many mysterious and even mysterious pictures into Chen Feng like cramming.

"Now, your body is mine, and from now on I am the owner of this body. "The Golden Broken Sword wanted to take advantage of Chen Feng's blurred image to invade Chen Feng's body while he was fascinated by the picture it instilled, but something incredible happened at this moment.

"Heaven and earth are three talents, and all three talents have three treasures. There are three treasures in the sky, the moon, and the stars, and the earth has three treasures, water, fire, and wind. People have three treasures, essence, qi, and spirit......" A simple voice sounded in Chen Feng's mind.

"No...... No way, it's a scripture that only God can grasp......"

The Golden Broken Sword trembled non-stop, and he couldn't believe that Chen Feng still had the Divine Skill Scriptures that anyone wanted to fight for throughout the ages.

That simple voice was the innate skill scripture that echoed in his mind when Chen Feng was healing before.

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