"Zhang Xu, Zhang Ji, you two stay well, don't be pinched by this old man anymore."

I turned my head and gave them a few words, and then stopped them behind me to prevent Old Man Zhang from continuing to do anything to them.

Old man Zhang looked fanatical, and clenched the sword of Shang Fang that I threw over, his expression was full of pride and arrogance.

"Finally, this thing is in my hands."

He looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, sneering at me.

"Little Manye, although you do have a lot of eyes and treasures, this method and eyes are also poisonous to my old man's admiration, but it's a pity that today you kid missed a heavenly treasure."

He caressed the blade of Shang Fang's sword with great care.

"Do you know what this is? I'm afraid you don't understand, this is a spirit sword of heaven and earth, and it is rumored that it can win the world. You missed this heavenly treasure, and it's too late to regret it now. ”

Old man Zhang picked up the blade of his sword and wiped a long cut on his hand.

Blood flowed out, dripping down the hilt of the sword and into the blade.

A series of blue light flashed out on Shang Fang's sword, and then the blood beads continued to flow down the hilt with the blue light, as if they were about to sink into the sword.

When Old Man Zhang saw this scene, he quickly hooked his fingers.

In an instant, the rotting corpses that were originally hidden in the shadows all rushed out of the hiding place and quickly fenced off Old Man Zhang's side.

Old man Zhang arrogantly raised the blade of his sword and aimed it at the sky.

And at this moment, as a blood bead fell from the sword to the ground, the wind and clouds thundered, and the sky rolled through dense clouds, and the forest was dark in an instant.

Old man Zhang's face was full of muscles.

I stared at Old Man Zhang's hand that was only holding the hilt of the sword in surprise, and directly on the back of his palm, the green tendons kept rising upward.

And his veins are constantly agitating, as if the blood in his body is constantly pouring into the blade of the sword in his hand.

"Old man Zhang, let go. You're going to die. ”

This scene instantly sent chills down my heart.

I have no doubt that if this continues, Old Man Zhang will be sucked into a dried corpse sooner or later.

Old man Zhang rolled his throat and looked at me with disdain.

His eyes were wild, staring at the rolling clouds and trees around him, and he stretched out his arms to feel the biting cool breeze.

"You don't understand, I'm about to convene the world, the world will belong to me, the door of the underworld is opened, from now on, my old man Zhang can not only control the corpse, but also control the Yin ghost of the underworld!"

There are many ghosts in the dense forest, and there are constantly black shadows pouring out of the forest, constantly circling around us.

Old man Zhang stared at these ghosts tightly, and vaguely saw that a long gap seemed to be torn out of the sky, and then within this gap, there seemed to be a hundred pairs of ghost hands, tearing the space, and then drilling out of it.

"Old man Zhang, you're dying."

I yelled at him, quickly turned around and rushed at Old Man Zhang, ready to stop him from continuing his actions.

If this continues, a hundred ghosts will come out of the cave, and heaven and earth will become a purgatory on earth.

It's just that as soon as I took action, Old Man Zhang glared at me coldly.

In time, the carrion corpses beside him rushed towards me one by one fiercely and frantically, and quickly stopped in front of me.

Old man Zhang sneered at me.

"Boy, since this Shang Fang sword has already returned to me, you are of little use. Now you guys get out of here, and I'll still have you killed. If you dare to stop me, you will cut off one by one today, and I will let you all fall to the ground. ”

I gritted my teeth and clenched my fists, ready to charge.

I thought this thing was a scourge, and I threw it to Old Man Zhang just so that he could help me bear the rubbing of the so-called king.

It's just that I didn't think about it at all.

This thing can actually open the door of the underworld and attract ghosts.

I knew that this was the case, and I couldn't give this kind of thing to such a scheming guy anyway.

Old man Zhang raised his head and stared at the gap in the sky with burning eyes.

He raised the hilt of his sword and spread his arms as if he wanted to meet his victory.

And just as I was about to charge, Cui Hao suddenly made a move, grabbed my arm and pulled me back.

"Cui Hao, what are you doing? You can't let this guy continue to do evil, or everything will be ruined by him. ”

Cui Hao waved his hand at me.

"What do you think, I'm stopping you to save your life."

With that, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the hem of the old man.

"Look at his calves for yourself, this guy is playing with fire, he's almost done with calves."

I was stunned for a moment and looked in the direction of Cui Hao's finger.

I saw that at this time, a knife wound suddenly appeared on the calf of the old man Zhang, the knife wound was deep and the bones were visible, and the blood spurted out, and his trouser leg was soaked in an instant.

In addition, one of Old Man Zhang's arms suddenly caught fire, followed by a burst of his screams.

The flames were everywhere, and soon his arm was burned into a ball of fire, and when the flames were extinguished, Old Man Zhang's arm had been rolled by burned flesh, and his skin was black and rotten.

His left arm could no longer be raised, so he could only hang down helplessly.

On the other side, old man Zhang's face also began to bulge out pustules, which were as big as chess pieces, and seven or eight grew on his face.

Pus rolls inside, and it seems that a slight poke will burst out of a cavity of pus.

"I'll go, what's this?"

I feel sick to watch.

At this time, an old man Zhang's neck suddenly appeared with a deep strangulation mark that could not be seen, he seemed to be a little unable to breathe, his eyes were round, and he couldn't stop holding back the charred black hand that had been burned, and grabbed his neck hard.

But he only scratched the vertical scratch on his neck, and there was no way to grasp the so-called invisible rope.

"Old man Zhang is just dying, how can this kind of heavenly and earthly treasure be able to be controlled by an old man who has no skills? This is the treasure of the king, and if an ordinary person like him dares to provoke the king, there is only one way to die. ”

Zhang Jiman snorted coldly indifferently, stood behind me, and looked at Old Man Zhang with cold eyes.

That's when I realized something was wrong.

I looked back at Zhang Ji.

"Do you know something?"

Zhang Ji chuckled at me, this time his attitude was kind.

"This great king is recorded in the annals of history. That's all I can say and ......"

As he looked at me, the smile on his face deepened and ill-intentioned.

"And the only one who can control this sword is the puppet chosen by the king, that is, you, the old man's class has an axe, and he is not afraid of being torn apart."

While the two of us were talking.

The old man was obviously tortured and dying, and he no longer had the strength to control the Shang Fang sword.

His legs were shaking, and he looked at me with a look of pleading for help.

He shook his right arm vigorously and threw Shang Fang's sword directly to me.

With a bang, the sword slammed into the ground and stabbed deep in front of me, nearly half a meter in the center of the ground, stuck and motionless.

Old man Zhang stretched out his right hand and struggled to squeeze a sentence out of his mouth.

"I've got you back, please save me."

Old man Zhang has been tortured like a gossamer, if he continues like this, he will definitely die.

I didn't know what to do to save him.

I can't tell where the hell came from him.

It's just that I now know that I can't shake out this Shang Fang sword.

I knew it was like this......

I looked back at Cui Hao, and at that time, this Heavenly Spirit Treasure was also found by us in the underground together.

He had a scepter, and there were several other treasures underneath, such as the Tiger Head.

I knew that this Shang Fang sword was so powerful, I should have picked a few ones, and I shouldn't have been stained with hot potatoes.

But now apparently regret that it's too late.

I squatted down helplessly and pulled Shang Fang's sword from the ground.

At this time, the surface of Shang Fang's sword suddenly gushed out bright red blood beads, and then these blood instantly disappeared into the ground, flowing cleanly.

For the next second, I felt a burning sensation in the palm of my hand, as if something had punctured my palm and inserted it into my veins.

In less than half a second, my blood slowly sank into the hilt of the sword in the palm of my hand, and the thing was trying to draw my blood.

I subconsciously wanted to shake off Shang Fang's sword, but it was too late.

And the mysterious power on Old Man Zhang's body suddenly disappeared, and he fell to the ground in an instant, as if he had aged more than ten years all of a sudden.

Even the gray hair that used to hang on his sideburns has completely turned white.

Old man Zhang fell to the ground, barely holding on to his breath and crawling, and scolded the rotting corpse beside him.

The next second.

He was lifted from the ground by the carrion, quickly burrowed into the dense forest next to him, and quickly disappeared in front of us.

At this time, the clouds of Destiny were still rolling.

I found out that the entrances of the eight stone tablets around the Zhenguan stele were all slightly undercracked.

It seems that when the old man tried to control the sword above, the contents of the tomb were about to come out.

It's just that at this moment, as my blood continued to flow into the sword, the gap in this path slowly closed in front of me.

Know that the closure is complete and that it is restored to the same as before.

The dense clouds that were originally rolling in the sky also began to slowly decrease, and light broke through the sky and shone on the ground.

The sky gradually brightened, and the rolling thunder of stratus clouds gradually disappeared, and the surrounding area was once again bright.

Shang Fang's sword gradually stopped sucking blood, and quickly pressed it back into the hilt of the sword, hanging it back on his chest.

After everything was done, I immediately breathed a sigh of relief, I thought that this thing would wash me clean like sucking the blood of Old Man Zhang.

But luckily, this thing wasn't going to kill me right now.

"It's finally over, but what's going on just now?"

Could it be that the sword above recognized the master, so after the blood of Old Man Zhang dripped in, it was all discharged?

I can't figure it out.

Just as a few of us were looking at each other, suddenly there was a loud bang in the dense forest.

Immediately afterwards, a figure fell out of the forest.