Chapter 162: The Third Thunder
This is Chang You's calamity, and it is Chang Xian's calamity, he is entangled in evil energy. Chang Luo's purpose in using the anti-heaven technique is twofold, one is to really want to help Chang You, and the other is to expel the evil qi around Chang Xian.
Evil spirits are caused by unjust spirits and evil spirits, and it can deceive people and make them do many things against their wishes.
The ghost that Chang Xian saw came from the deepest part of his heart, and the so-called bell must be tied to the bell person, and whether he can survive the difficulty or not, the key depends on himself.
"As long as you stick to what you want and have no distractions, you will definitely be able to."
Chang Luo can't help much, this is a critical moment, the more in this situation, the more you have to be calm.
At this moment, the clouds are rolling in the sky, and the layers of dark clouds are like ocean waves, one layer after another.
Only Chang Luo knows what he will face next, if he can withstand the second wave of thunder, he will be half the battle.
At that moment, Chang Luo took a deep breath and transferred all his essence between his palms. She had to prepare to strike preemptively and disperse the thunderclouds before the thunder formed.
In addition, she also instructed Changzhou father and son to assist Chang Xian, because Chang Xian's evil spirits have attracted countless unjust souls, so I am afraid that Chang Xian will go mad, and the secret technique of soul transfer will also fail.
The four of Changzhou can only drive away the unjust souls around them, but Chang Xian's evil spirits can only be solved by himself.
Chang Xian shouted angrily, and a golden light popped out of his body, and the momentum of the evil spirit decreased by more than half. Looking at Chang Xian again, his eyes glared angrily, and he carried the essence to his hands, and shouted to the evil spirit: "Today I will behead you, the evil spirit that is a scourge to people." ”
With that, with a wave of his hands, a glowing true qi went straight to the evil spirit, and that true qi was like a quick blade, directly splitting the evil spirit in half.
The evil spirit also wants to make a final struggle, to reunite the two halves of the body. But where would Chang Xian give him a chance, he immediately exerted his strength again and threw out a piece of rune paper with blood stains.
The blood talisman was attached to the body of the evil spirit, and the evil spirit let out a painful wail, which turned into a wisp of green smoke in a blink of an eye, and dissipated in front of everyone's eyes.
With the destruction of the evil spirits, the rest of the evil spirits also dissipated. Since the disappearance of the evil spirit, Chang Xian seems to have changed as a person.
Chang Luo is gradually concentrating, as long as the thunderclouds are dispersed, she can take this opportunity to help Chang You seal his soul in the dead wood statue.
Time waits for no one, seeing that the thunderclouds are about to fall, but with Chang Luo's current strength, it is still a little bit worse.
"I'll help you."
Chang Luo looked back and saw that it was Chang Xian. Chang Xian's big hands were continuously transmitting essence to Chang Luo, and when Chang Zhou's father and son saw this, they also followed suit.
The essence was gathering more and more, Chang Luo felt that his body was about to explode, Chang Luo used the essence of the five people, shouted, and struggled to strike out the true qi brewed in his hands.
A huge pillar of light reached into the sky, and the thunderclouds were gradually receding. Seeing this scene, Chang Xian and the others all had smiles on their faces.
But Chang Luo frowned slightly, because she knew in her heart that the thunderclouds were only temporarily dispersed, and they would definitely gather again, and the thunderclouds gathered this time would definitely be very strong, because it would be the third wave of lightning strikes, and it would also be the most powerful.
Chang Luo has to complete everything before the arrival of the third wave of thunderclouds, and now that all the evil spirits around him have dispersed, Chang Luo will start casting spells to transfer souls.
Chang Luo tied a red thread to the rooster he had prepared in advance, and tied the other end to the wrist of the deadwood statue.
This red thread was soaked in Chang Xian's blood, because Chang Xian and Chang You had the same blood flowing on their bodies, which could guide Chang You's soul.
When everything was ready, Chang Luo first transferred Chang You's soul to the rooster's body, and then from the rooster to the deadwood statue.
The whole process seems simple, but in fact it is full of dangers, lighting white candles on both sides of the red line, and as long as the soul passes by, the candle will be extinguished.
Of course, none of the candles can be extinguished until the spell is cast.
But looking at the wind around him, it seems that he is deliberately blowing out the candles. In this case, not to mention not letting the candle go out, it would be nice to be able to light it.
After a lot of fire folds in a row, the candle still didn't light it. Seeing the thunderclouds in the distance gathering again, Chang Luo suddenly understood something.
"It seems that the candle lighting has to be done by his closest relatives."
Due to the time just now, all five of them were lighting candles, but no matter how they lit them, the candles were extinguished when they were lit, but the candles lit by Chang Xian were not extinguished.
Chang Xian finally lit all the candles on both sides, but the wind was too strong, and this time they couldn't use external forces, so they could only watch the candlelight of the candles being blown by the wind.
Chang Luo sucked Chang You's soul into his palm, and then used a secret method to move it into the rooster's body, after completion, Chang Luo made Chang Xian drop a drop of blood on the red line in order to make sure that he knew the movement of Chang You's soul.
The blood droplets condensed into blood beads on the red line, and as long as Changyou's soul moved, the blood beads would also move.
Until the blood beads begin to move slowly and the candle is also extinguishing. Seeing this scene, several people didn't dare to breathe, and they all used their bodies to protect the candle tightly to prevent it from going out.
The short distance is thousands of miles away in their eyes at this moment, and every time the blood beads move, everyone will relax their nerves.
"Click!"
Seeing that there was still a distance between two candles, a muffled sound sounded in the sky, and several people slowly looked up at the sky, only to realize that at some point, the thunderclouds had coalesced together.
Chang Luo was pushing the blood beads forward with all his might, and he had no time to take care of it, seeing that he was only one step away from success, but at this moment, something went wrong.
"You just have to do your thing with peace of mind, Tianlei will be handed over to me."
Everyone looked at Chang Xian, because anyone could hear that he was holding a heart of death. At this moment, in order to give his son a chance to be reborn, he can't care about anything else, after all, his son's position in his heart is more important than everything.
"Brother, have you forgotten that there is still me."
Changzhou also stood up at this time, and the two of them released their previous suspicions and prepared to do a big job.
Seeing this, the three juniors also took the initiative to stand up.
"Uncle Xian, and us!"
"Yes, and us."
"Anyway, Chang You became like this because of me, he's my best friend, I have to do something!"
Chang Zai looked at Chang Xian firmly, his misunderstanding of Chang Xian was originally the deepest, but for Chang You, Chang Zai decided to let go of everything.
"I thank you, but the sky is not comparable to manpower, I am already very old, I have lived so long, and I am content, if I can change my son back, then what do I have to be afraid of."
Chang Xian looked at Chang Zhou, and then said: "After so many years, thinking back on what I have done, I am really to blame for all deaths, let me bear it alone!" Being able to die under the thunder of the sky can be regarded as a punishment for me. ”
(End of chapter)