Volume 1 The Story of Asa Mountain Chapter 47 The Half-Demon Mausoleum

Jiang Feng made the choice of letting the shadow enter the mausoleum in a moment, while he continued to stay outside the mausoleum to watch the wind. made such a decision, not only because the monkey had mentioned before that there was a mausoleum of Song Weiduo, the head of the half-demon, nearby, and with the endorsement of Jiang Chengzi, at the moment when he approached the tomb, he had already given a clear signal that in the mausoleum, there was the breath of life of Liu Yanluo.

What do they have to do when they enter the mausoleum?

The monk Chen Kun who was with Liu Yanluo, this guy was most likely the person behind the decision-making, and his experience in Jibai City showed that this person was by no means a simple Qi cultivator, and he could escape from under the noses of the two Jindan monks, regardless of his ability, in terms of luck alone, it was also excellent.

The moment the shadow entered the mausoleum, Jiang Feng realized that this was just an ordinary thief cave, and the other party had not found the real entrance. It was dark along the way, but as far as the field of vision could see, the explorers in front of them had left some traces of illumination. The corpses of several monks were scattered between the corridors, judging from their outfits and weapons, they were all mortals used to explore the path, and the types of mechanisms triggered were different, but the degree of viciousness was by no means that ordinary mausoleums could have.

This is a corner of the mausoleum, there is no special burial goods, the shape of the huge bronze has long been rusted and most of it, this is not a non-vessel, but a sacrificial offering, or even just a symbol of power, in the eyes of the monks, there is no value. Scattered with rotting grain and the carcasses of ferocious beasts scattered around the corners, if viewed, they might have taken on a peculiar layout, and after many years, they had no bright spot except for the suffocating stench.

There was a corrosive aura lingering everywhere, but fortunately, the shadow had no sense of smell, otherwise if you entered here, you would have to take at least an antidote pill, and even if you were in the middle of it, you could feel this pressure from time to time. A gentle breeze flowed slowly outward from the middle of the mausoleum, and the other party had obviously used a talisman like a breeze talisman, and the poisonous gas here would be emptied before long.

"Are you ready?"

An inquiring voice came from a distance, and with the help of the light of the other party's light curtain talisman, Jiang Feng found that the person who had just spoken was Mr. Bai who had seen him in the Spirit Cage Merchant Inn. His tall, thin figure stood out among the five people. On either side of him, there was an empty-handed monk standing on each side, who looked like his subordinates, cultivating to the middle of the spiritual level, compared to Mr. Bai, who was cultivating to be high, the two of them were much more low-key, and they were carefully serving on the left and right.

"Soon, Mr. Bai, the quality of the herbs you provided is too low, so it will take a bit more effort. The one who answered was a gray-robed man, because his back was to Jiang Feng, so he couldn't see his face, but the person around him who was covered in the robe should be Liu Yanluo, so his identity was naturally Chen Kun, the former's lover.

"Don't be clever. Why do you want to fill the spirit stone first, you said before that you want to fill the herbs first. He grabbed a detail and asked.

"The degree of decay of the corpse is much worse than expected, and it is difficult to make him into a suitable demon puppet without the spirit stone solidifying and activation. ”

"When will the activated blood be injected?" Mr. Bai spoke quickly, for fear of being deceived by the other party, even from the standpoint, these are two groups of people with a very low degree of trust.

"Soon, there's no rush. He pulled the burqa woman to the side, "Yanluo, in a moment you will cut your fingers and hold this position." He reached out and grabbed a thick and stiff hand from the black gold coffin, pinched his wrist, and lightly scratched it, and the arm, which seemed to have been dried, suddenly broke off from the palm of his hand, and a cyan copper ring-like magic weapon fell down.

Mr. Bai's body moved, and he snatched the copper ring in his hand very quickly, "Don't play tricks, this half-demon bracelet, when you make it into a demon puppet, I will give it to you." ”

"Naturally, you're overthinking. The gray-robed man chuckled, seemingly unconcerned that the other party had snatched the bracelet, "I believe you will definitely keep your promise and give me the half-demon bracelet." ”

Half-demon bracelet?

Although it was difficult to understand for a moment what the other party was talking about, it sounded familiar. Think of it as a good magic weapon. Then, combined with the various furnishings seen in this tomb, the dead and immortal guy in the coffin in front of him is the half-demon fire yaksha Song Weiduo.

"Alright, let's get started. Everyone retreated, and the moment the demon puppet was resurrected, in addition to absorbing the aura in the herb essence and spirit stones, it would also absorb the surrounding aura, except for the half-demon body, everyone retreated. ”

Everyone obeyed the order to retreat, and Mr. Bai hesitated for a moment, and then looked at the woman in the burqa for a moment before taking three steps back, closer to the coffin than everyone else.

The woman in the burqa stepped forward slowly, her right hand stretched out from the black burqa, only to see that her obviously unconventional thick arms were covered with long red hair, it was hard to imagine the image of her tearing off the burqa, her arm trembled slightly, and she drew on a sharp knife that had long been hung next to the coffin, this is what Mr. Bai meant, only in this way can he see every detail clearly, as the strongest person here, he has the power to decide all the details here.

In addition to the ceremony, this ceremony should be that Chen Kun's masterpiece.

Blood kept dripping.

Immersed in the severed arm of the half-demon, the originally shriveled body gradually became ruddy and full, as if it had been a field of Ganlin for a long time.

Mr. Bai's eyes were full of excitement, and he seemed to be longing for something.

The burqa-robed woman's hand gradually drooped, touching the severed arm of the half-demon.

Well?

Mr. Bai's eyes regained clarity, and he seemed to realize the subtlety of this action, and at this moment, the woman in the burqa quickly tore off a piece of white dragon-shaped jade on the waist of the half-demon, and her body retreated sharply, returning to Chen Kun's side.

"Dare to trick me?"

Mr. Bai suddenly felt a cloud of anger in his heart, and was about to rush forward, when a deep sigh suddenly came from the black and gold coffin engraved with dragon patterns.

Ho –

The corpses that were originally sleeping in the coffin sat up suddenly, and the eyes that were originally closed and the two red glows were gradually converging. His broken arm continued to tremble, and the huge palm that had originally fallen to the side was guided by inexplicable suction, and it was connected with the broken arm, and the blue light flashed, and it immediately returned to its pre-cutting appearance.

Crackle-crackle-

The corpse had not yet fully woken up, and the red flames were already burning on its body, and when he jumped out of the coffin, his eight-foot-tall figure was already like a burning flame.

He opened his eyes and stared at everything in front of him, and a ground-level coercion swept over, except for Mr. Bai, everyone subconsciously retreated.

"Who are you?"

His voice was dry, and he looked like he had a lot of physical elements, not quite back to his former state, like a broken carriage that could drop parts every moment of running.

"It was I who resurrected you, Song Weiduo, from today onwards, you must obey my orders!" Mr. Bai unleashed a ground-level coercion, trying to suppress the spiritual power impact of the half-demon fire yaksha, from the level of cultivation, he did have this strength.

"Resurrection?"

Song Weiduo, who had not yet recovered his senses, seemed to be recalling the meaning of this sentence, he looked down at Mr. Bai who was standing aside, and then looked at his body covered with flames, "You?" He stretched out his flame arm and grabbed Mr. Bai.

"Do you dare?" Mr. Bai did not resist head-on, but retreated, dodging the not-so-agile demon puppet Song Weiduo, "Chen Kun, you dare to lie to me!"

"I'm not lying to you, this is indeed a demon puppet that can be controlled. Chen Kun pulled the burqa-robed woman aside and whispered for a moment, "It's just that this demon puppet can only accept my command now." ”

"Stop him!"

The woman in the burqa stretched out her hand and shouted, she couldn't wait to take the dragon-shaped jade jue on her body, and the arm that stretched out from the burqa again, the red hair on it was already half missing, and it looked like there were still traces of continuing to fade.

Could this be the "half-demon bracelet" they just mentioned?

By the way, that's it, Jiang Feng recalled the legend he had heard in Zhanchuan Town before.

Song Weiduo's father, Song Jingzhong, in order to prevent Song Weiduo from losing his mind in the half-demon form and maintain a normal humanoid form, used his free control of demon power to spend a huge amount of money to create a half-demon bracelet for him, presumably this dragon-shaped jade. Thinking that he was the same as Mr. Bai, he was misled by the name of the artifact, and recognized the bracelet worn by the half-demon on his arm as this object.

Chen Kun and Liu Yanluo's goal at the beginning seems to be this thing. It just seems that Chen Kun and the others are not in a hurry to leave, their ambitions are more than that, they must have other goals.

The half-demon's originally standing body began to wave wildly, he covered his head with both hands, as if he was resisting some kind of control, the flames flickered on his body, and this confrontation even affected the operation of the aura in his body. Taking advantage of this gap, Mr. Bai's body swept sharply and grabbed Chen Kun, although Liu Yanluo seemed to be the one who controlled the half-demon, but Chen Kun was the real mastermind, whether it was the previous communication with himself, as well as the single-handedly handling of the resurrection ceremony, or even the whispering of the woman in the robe, it was enough to show all this, as long as he controlled this little monk who practiced qi, he must have a way to control the demon puppet.

Syllable!

A thick arm of flame stopped him.

"Get out of the way!"

Mr. Bai shouted, and the coercion of the angry tide made even Jiang Feng's shadow hiding in the shadows tremble. Compared with the Xuan level, the earth-level cultivation is not just an improvement in progression. Relying on pills and heavenly treasures, it is impossible to simply pile up a prefecture-level. In his hand, there was suddenly a long red and black whip, and he suddenly threw it towards the flame half-demon.

Crackling!

The long whip flew back, drawing a long arc in the air, whipping on the body of the flame half-demon tower, although it did not cause substantial damage, but it also made the half-demon Song Weiduo's body stagger, and he almost fell, this fire yaksha had no weapon in his hand, and there was a pair of earth-level skins.

Roar!

The ferocity of the half-demon was enraged, and without the suppression of the half-demon bracelet, his sanity was already greatly affected, and the savage beast desire gradually dominated his soul, and his right hand suddenly opened, revealing a black claw half a foot long, and with the instinct of attack, he grabbed Mr. Bai.

"Stop!"

Liu Yanluo snorted softly, and the half-demon's figure seemed to have been struck by lightning, pausing in mid-air.

"Trust us now, let's talk, Mr. Bai. Instead, Chen Kun took two steps forward in the direction of Mr. Bai, only three steps away from the other party. "Or, should I call you Juanling?"

Well?

Mr. Bai, whose momentum was originally on the upper hand, was shocked when he heard this, his godless eyes were gloomy, and the two spirit-level monks behind him showed strange expressions.

"What are you talking about?"

"Mr. Bai, the long whip in your hand didn't you get it half a month ago, did you refine it too quickly? Or should you say so, Juan Ling, did you meet Mr. Bai half a month ago?"

What the?

The two monks behind him seemed to realize something, and one of the monks even noticed that when the other party mentioned the word "Juan Ling", Mr. Bai's body trembled slightly, and he raised his leg and flew out.

Ahh

In the flash of light, Mr. Bai's arm had already penetrated the body of the monk beside him, and the other flying monk who fled seemed to have hit an invisible barrier and fell straight to the ground, his eyes full of fear.

"Don't kill me, I'm not going to say anything. His voice trembled, and then he shouted inwardly, "If you kill me, the Spirit Cage Chamber of Commerce will not spare you." We can work together......" Before he finished speaking, there was an expanding black hole in his chest in an instant, and he left nothing but a look of fear.

"It turned out to be your arrangement. Mr. Bai has regained his original demeanor, "It turns out that I am also a part of your design, which is really clever." ”

"Originally, I didn't believe that you could get it so easily," Chen Kun stepped forward to visit the two of them and confirmed that they were dead, "After all, you have been sleeping for so many years, and I don't know what your strength is, but before you entered the mausoleum, you made an excuse to accept the storage bags of those two spiritual-level monks, and I understood that you had probably succeeded in taking it." ”

"Exquisite design, and eyesight is quite good!"

Mr. Bai slapped his palm and struck it three times in a row, "Gao Ming, if the master had a strategist like you in his lifetime, he would not have let Song Huzong fall to this point." Now that we've made it clear, let's talk about the conditions. ”