"This nail you pulled out... It's kind of familiar. ”

The reason why the teams of the six desperate households were scattered was to pull out thigh-thick wooden nails in the various cul-de-sacs.

The reason why Yu Xian felt familiar was indeed because he had seen it.

When he entered the Yunji King City for the first time, Yu Xian was amazed by the special construction of hanging large zongzi.

Hanging the entire city is a thick black cloud bun, and in order for them to grow like that over the years, they need to control the mother body through sorcery.

At that time, in the center of the matrix, which was nailed into petals, there was a large nail made of pitch-black wood, with multiple sigils carved on it.

It seems to be a large version of the nail in front of you.

"You know the Studs, right?"

The pangolin raised his mouth, and Yu Xian nodded to show that he was impressed.

Anti-nailing, evil jade discs, etc., are all means to prevent the owner of the tomb in the coffin from defrauding the corpse.

The jade disc is often hung in front of the coffin, and Yu Xian saw it in the cemetery of the Lianchi Mountain Range, and thought it was like a CD at the time.

The nails are used to seal the coffin, nailing the coffin board and the coffin body together.

The surface of the nail has a protrusion that looks like a fish scale, which acts as a barb and is difficult to pull out.

The oversized stud in front of him, with the embossed text prominent, is also difficult to pull out of the stone.

"This wood is so hard that it can hit the rocks."

"Certainly not any ordinary wood."

"Hmm...," Yu Xian thought for a moment, "Is it a mutated black cloud bun?" ”

"Yes."

There are no superfluous options to guess, Mo Bingxian's own style is like this, taking local materials, making the original environment and materials more evil and more underworld.

Use hexical magic to collect the dinosaur evil spirit breath accumulated in the crypt, control the Black Cloud Bun Mother, and turn the entire completion into a hanging coffin outside.

The mother body under the tomb mutated, and the black cloud that extended out did not unfold a large number of mycelial veins, but formed a hard shell, and then the mother died, turning into a whole snail.

It's just that I don't know what technique Mo Bingxian used to make the surface of these things appear on the surface of the seal carving...

It stands to reason that while the mother body is still soft, it should be pushed into the stone cave of the roughly vertebral body, and as it grows, expands, and hardens, it is stuck in it.

You can't carve an evil talisman on the soft black cloud bun...

"It doesn't matter." Yu Xian waved his hand, "You've already figured out a way to crack the evil arts, right?" ”

"Yes, as long as the nails are eliminated one by one, the aura of the ancient evil spirits will no longer gather, but will drift away, and the knights built by those evil spirits will no longer exist, and other mechanisms will not matter."

The hardest and most difficult traps in this cemetery are the mutated black cloud bun and the evil spirit, both of which are broken, and the rest are trivial.

Yu Xian helped Ye Tianze up, and his heart was much more stable.

No matter how powerful Mo Bingxian is, no matter how much he reads the creation of heaven and earth, the rest of the chess game will be dead after all.

In order to lift their own curse, the six desperate households have fought for hundreds of years, and the experience they have summed up cannot be underestimated.

They alone may not be able to fight against Mo Bingxian's cemetery, but they act in a team, and their strength complements each other, and they can play an exponential effect.

"It's over here, let's join the rest of the team."

Ye Tianze half-leaned on Yu Xian's side, with a smile on his tired face, beckoning his companions to return.

As soon as he took two steps under his feet, Yu Xian, who was helping to support him, suddenly restrained his movements, and the staggered progress with Ye Tianze almost dragged him to the ground.

"Yu Xian, Yu big brother." Ye Tianze finally stood firm, "I'll come over to help you get out, so you won't be pranked." ”

"Uh, sorry, sorry, thought of something."

"What's wrong?"

Ye Tianze noticed that Yu Xian's face was not very good-looking.

"Did you find any hidden dangers?"

"Hmm... It's not clear for the time being, but it should have nothing to do with this operation. ”

Yu Xian's expression was vague, and other pangolins also knew that it was not the time to delve into it.

Everyone is a companion in the same boat, and it is really important to have a lot to do, and you will not hide it if you are more idle.

There was only a short change of expression on the bright face, but in fact, Yu Xian's heart was turbulent.

What does it mean to completely crack Mo Bingxian's game?

What does it mean that people are better than the ancients?

It doesn't seem to be the case at all!

Yu Xian found that he really underestimated Mo Bingxian.

Or that I have always had the attitude of overestimating him, and I didn't realize that my imagination was still strong enough until the end.

Every time he cracked his ghost immortal cultivation method, he could find another way and find another way forward.

This aspect is indeed terrifying.

According to the statement of the Six Peerless Households, cultivating a ghost immortal properly surpasses the conventional combat power level of the current world, and may be able to soar.

He may not have ascended to the immortal realm, but to go to other places outside the cycle through the "bardo birth" between life and death.

Ascension is one thing, Yu Xian now feels that ascension is ascension, and there is something more terrifying than cultivation.

He... He used the remnants of the dinosaur spirit in this graveyard!

The power of dinosaur spirits!

There was no such power at all before, and it was Yu Xian who edited the marketing account news of the Triceratops slaying demons, and only then did he go back to the past, change the Paleozoic Era, and dinosaur evil spirits appeared.

Mo Bingxian had no problem with the appearance of dinosaur evil spirits in the cemetery set up six or seven years ago, so it should be a coincidence.

But he is to apply the power of dinosaurs and evil spirits to change the mother body of the black cloud bun, so that they can mutate and form the core mechanism of the cemetery.

While following the pangolin team outward, Yu Xian was also thinking about whether there would be evil spirits in the era of dinosaurs, and the marketing account news did not produce this change.

Therefore, Mo Bingxian was able to discover the residual breath of the ancient evil spirit and use it.

Soon, Yu Xian overturned this idea again.

Before the marketing number of Triceratops was unsealed, there was no such species as the Triceratops in Tianyi Kingdom, and it overlapped with the living area of the Tyrannosaurus rex in Beixiuzhou.

After the corresponding news was unblocked, the papers of the academic community were directly changed, and the appearance of the terrifying triceratops in the Ganlin Nature Reserve also caused the evil spirit dragon to become extremely rare.

It shows that there are no evil spirits in the ancient world online in the normal world, and it is really the marketing account news that causes the world line to change.

On the other hand, the cemetery left by Mo Bingxian took advantage of the changed conditions...

… This, this, this doesn't make sense.

According to the information of the six peerless households, no one knows when Mo Bingxian was born, where he went after cultivating the ghost immortal, and the time of life and death is unknown.

Suppose he became a ghost immortal, or became a conscious high-level zombie, and lived until now, but the cemetery was set up six or seven hundred years ago, there is no doubt about it.

It is difficult for Mo Bingxian to wander around here every day, find that the conditions have changed, and hurry up to carry out the second decoration.

It's really more and more outrageous...

Even if he is still alive, only Yu Xian knows about the changes in the world line, and others do not have this concept, and they will only feel that everything is normal with objective existence.

"Ye Tianze."

"Huh?"

"Don't be careless even if you pull out all the studs, the center of the cemetery may be more dangerous than we think."

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.

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