Chapter 652: Nightmare Hell
What price can the talisman given by the little immortal sell for in the world?
How valuable it is, I'm afraid only Miaoluo, who has been born and suffered, can deeply understand. At least for a short time, those present will not have to endure her nasty laughter.
Yuyin, who escaped death, didn't have much time to rejoice, so he hurriedly blessed himself with more defensive spells.
"That's ...... Palm Thunder? King Bian Cheng tilted his head and looked at it, with a little more scrutiny in his smile, "You're not an ordinary little Taoist priest, are you?" ”
Rain didn't know how to answer. He thinks he is just an ordinary little Taoist priest, but there are also many pilgrims who come to sit on the mountain and burn incense think that he has great powers. Therefore, it is difficult to have a standard answer to this kind of question.
There was a bang from the rear, and Chu Gongzi cast a spell to collapse the secret passage, sealing the rest of the people and poisonous insects inside. Until then, only five or six lucky ones had escaped.
One by one, the people who survived the disaster sat on the ground, looking at each other, some crying, some laughing.
Liu Daring also sat on the ground, listening to an unknown person in the rivers and lakes next to him sighing and sighing: "In the future, Lao Tzu will offer a Buddha statue at home, burn incense every morning and evening, kowtow and chant scriptures." ”
"If I can go back, I will also offer a bodhisattva ......"
Liu Daring sneered in his heart when he heard this, this group of people was not blessed by the Bodhisattva. Among the so many people who died tragically in the mouth of insects this night, there are not a few who go to the temple to burn a stick of incense every year.
The other person's voice suddenly trembled: "Old Zhao! Your face! ”
The latter asked, "What's wrong with my face?" ”
"Trapped!"
The man looked frightened, and his tone was distorted. Liu Daring couldn't help but turn his head to take a look, and this glance frightened him and immediately fled to the distance-
One of the faces of the charlatan had turned purple and black, and was shriveling and sinking, like a wrinkled orange that had been dehydrated for a long time, and had dried up like an old man of eighty or ninety years old.
The most terrifying thing is that the man himself is unaware of it, and he does not believe the words of others, and he sharply says: "What nonsense! Lao Tzu is so dignified, do you want to curse Lao Tzu to death? ”
As soon as he spoke, the shriveled gums showed their craggy teeth, eerie and terrifying in the dim twilight.
The other person couldn't sit still anymore, so he hurriedly ran back, saying as he ran: "You can touch it yourself!" Don't believe it, ask others to see! ”
As soon as Lao Zhao turned around, several other people were also frightened when they suddenly saw his appearance, some screamed, and some fled in a hurry.
"Turtle sons, come to tease Lao Tzu!"
Lao Zhao scolded and reached out to touch his face, and only then did he raise his arm, he couldn't believe his eyes!
The strong, black-haired, dragon-like arm was now as thin as a dead branch, and its five fingers were like chicken claws, bearing no resemblance to the hand he was familiar with.
"This ...... Whose hand is this? Yes! Whose hand is it? ”
Lao Zhao raised his two palms, staggered back a few steps, and suddenly ran towards the original road like crazy. "Dream! It must be a dream! ”
After running for more than ten steps, he jerked violently, fell stiffly to himself, grabbed his chest with trembling hands, and cried out with difficulty: "Save ......"
He wanted to call for help, but he only said a word, and the words could not be answered.
I saw him curled up on the ground, trembling all over, and the whole person shrunk smaller and smaller, as if he had been drained of water, and after a while, he was shriveled to only a basin-sized mass.
Everyone who saw this scene felt a chill in their hearts.
The other suddenly exclaimed, "Thirteen! You! ”
The young man named Thirteen jumped up at once, didn't dare to look at his hands at all, and rushed to Yuyin with a whining cry: "Dao Chief, save me!" Daoist save me! ”
Yu Yin looked at his obviously deformed face and said bitterly, "Poor Dao...... Sorry, can't do anything about it......"
Thirteen's distorted faces became more and more hideous, and he said viciously: "If you don't save me, we will all die together!" ”
As he spoke, he stretched out his palm, which looked like a chicken claw, and grabbed Yuyin's neck.
Yuyin took two steps back to dodge, and sighed: "Poor Dao's mana is shallow, and I really don't have this ability." ”
"You-"
Thirteen screamed angrily, his voice was broken, and his body kept staggering!
He fell to the ground, like Lao Zhao, his body twitching and curled up in a ball.
No matter how bold Liu Daring was, when he saw this scene, his legs were also trembling.
He turned his head and glanced at Yu Yin, and then at King Bian Cheng next to him.
King Bian Cheng shook his head and sighed: "If you can't absorb the blood of a Taoist priest, you can use this inferior blood to make up for it, and you will live more and more!" ”
Suddenly, there was a pop, and Liu Daring knelt down in front of her and shouted, "The owner save me!" ”
"The owner?" King Bian Cheng's eyes froze, "You are the messenger of the Beifeng family?" ”
"It's me, it's me!" Liu boldly nodded like pounding garlic, "We are a group of thirteen people, and now I am the only one left, and the owner must save my life!" ”
"There was one left." King Bian Cheng smiled, "I thought I was a step too late, and there was no one left!" Since you are alive, it will be easy to do, give me the letter! ”
"The letter is on Lao Li, but he was eaten by insects, and I didn't find his body......"
When King Bian Cheng heard this, his delicate brows furrowed: "You are not the messenger!" The messengers are dead, what's the use of you alive? ”
Seeing the chill in her eyebrows, Liu Daring hurriedly kowtowed and shouted: "I overheard him talking in his sleep, remember three mantras!" ”
As soon as the two words of the formula came out, Bian Chengwang's slowly opened palm tightened again, tilted his head to look at Liu Daring, and said, "Are you sure it's three sentences?" ”
Liu boldly said: "No more, no less, forty-nine words, Sprinkle the family knows it by heart!" ”
King Bian Cheng squinted at him for a while, then smiled slightly: "I see, you are so bold!" I want to swallow this mantra alone! Don't pee and take pictures, is this mantra something that people like you can swallow? ”
Liu boldly bowed his head and did not dare to speak.
King Bian Cheng sighed softly: "Do you know that if you say one step later, these three mantras will rot in your stomach forever." Keep your head up! ”
Liu Daring raised his head as he said.
King Bian Cheng said, "Do you know what color your face is now?" ”
Liu boldly showed a look of fear: "What color?" ”
"Purple black, like eggplant."
Liu Daring shuddered, and hurriedly leaned over and kowtowed: "Ask the owner to save my life!" ”
King Bian Cheng sighed again: "You think you are smart, and now you ask you to speak the trick, you must not be willing." ”
Liu boldly said: "As long as it can save my life, the Sprinkle family will not dare to hide a word from the owner." ”
"Even if you say it, who knows if it's true or not?" King Bian Cheng said, and suddenly said solemnly, "Sister Miaoluo, raise your noble hand!" ”