Chapter 36 Nine Sons and Mother's Flags

The shy smile on Su Su's face froze, and in the face of Zhao Jiuge's inquiry, he shook his head gently, and then his eyes flashed with a light of thought, and he said uncertainly, "Could it be... It has something to do with the haunting, and looking at this movement, at least it is a monk who builds the foundation realm. ”

"Hmph, I know you're in there, so if you don't want me to slaughter the village, come out by yourself. "A burst of shouting clearly spread to the village through spiritual power, and the killing intent is soaring!

The two of them were stunned for a moment, the familiar spiritual power fluctuated, and the corpses were gathered!

Zhao Jiuge's heart sank, and he looked at Su Su solemnly, "Let's go, it's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided." There was a hint of hoarseness in his voice, and his tone changed slightly because of excitement. Compared with Zhao Jiuge, Su Su seemed particularly calm at this time.

Every household in the village has already been woken up by such a big movement, but no one dares to come out to see what is going on, and for a while, the lights in the village have been extinguished one after another, leaving only darkness and silence.

Village.

The thin and gloomy old man who was shrouded in a black robe stood in the air and looked coldly at a man and a woman who came out, the wind was raging everywhere, and the violent spiritual power around his body was filled with heavy coercion, which made people a little breathless.

Looking at the two good-looking young men and girls with extraordinary cultivation, the thin and gloomy old man felt a faint pain in his heart, he was old and had a son, and finally let his son's cultivation be promoted to the realm of transforming into a spirit, but he didn't expect that when he was about to retreat into a pill, his son died!

However, the short-lived son died at the hands of the two people in front of him, because of the cultivation of evil methods, he was afraid of encountering some masters outside the world, so the two of them have been living in seclusion in such a small place near Dongyang City, relying on the realm of the foundation building realm now to mix like a fish in water. Thinking of these thin and gloomy old men, he was furious, and he couldn't suppress his emotions anymore, "The old man won't refine the soul of you two juniors today, I'll be sorry for my dead son!"

The killing intent was monstrous, and the cold words shook Zhao Jiuge's heart!

"It's you!"

Seeing the thin and gloomy old man, Zhao Jiuge's face was greatly surprised, and his eyes widened. The old man in front of him was the old man who bid for the oolong whip in the auction that day, and then the person disappeared and left.

That day, I felt very uncomfortable when I saw this old man in a black robe, and his whole body exuded an eerie feeling, and his eyes were numb when he stared at people like poisonous snakes.

When he was on the second floor that day, during the auction process, the curious Zhao Jiuge also asked Mo Longjie about the origin of the people below, the thin and gloomy old man in front of him called himself the old man of ten thousand corpses, and the cultivation method relied on the aura of the night, and the corpse qi on the corpse, and his temperament was strange, but his cultivation was in the foundation building realm, although he caused a lot of people to be dissatisfied with his actions, but he was afraid of his cultivation.

There are a few magic weapons in the past on his body, and the exercises he cultivates are disliked, so he has always been a loner and has no friends. Zhao Jiuge secretly scolded in his heart for being unlucky, if he hadn't escaped and accidentally entered the grave yesterday, the old man of ten thousand corpses happened to be cultivating there, and threatened to suck the essence blood of himself and Su Su, and make the first move. Otherwise, no one will have anything to do to kill someone, and if he doesn't kill him, he won't lead to this old man.

Just when Zhao Jiuge was secretly scolding in his heart, the old man of ten thousand corpses had already been unable to hold back the grief and anger in his heart. The furious blood-red spiritual power rolled out, and for a while, the surrounding scenery was wrapped in a layer of blood. The snorting animals were silent, and only the trembling of the branches and leaves of the trees remained.

The terrifying coercion made the two of them breathe rapidly and heavily, and pale gold and milky white spiritual power surged out one after another, tightly protecting their surroundings, and for a while, three colors of light shone and flowed with each other in this small village.

Taking a step forward and protecting Su Su behind him, his pale golden spiritual power became rich, and his momentum continued to rise. "I'll come, you can't deal with him. Before Su Su finished speaking, Zhao Jiuge had already started.

The first strike is the strongest, Zhao Jiuge has never been a passive person, since the battle of killing the son can not be avoided at all, then it is better to strike first, the pale golden spiritual power instantly wrapped around his right hand, and a few beats.

Condensing the sword, oblique fingers.

The pale golden sword light continued to become bright, the momentum was like a rainbow, and a sweep brought up a layer of spiritual power, turning into a waterfall of spiritual power, roaring away, and a few rolls killed in front of the eyes of the old man of ten thousand corpses.

Hmph, there was no gorgeous light, no large-scale movements, with a soft cold snort, the old man of ten thousand corpses pinched his hand, and the blood-colored aura the size of a grain of rice instantly crossed and merged into the dazzling golden sword light.

There was no earth-shaking movement of the mountains, the two collided, and the sword light disappeared like the melting of ice and snow, and with it, the blood-red rice grain spiritual power disappeared. In the late stage of the Foundation Building Realm and the early stage of the Transformation Spirit Realm, the strength of the spiritual power was simply one in the sky and one on the ground, and with all his strength, the old man of ten thousand corpses could solve it with just a flick.

Spit out a mouthful of turbidity, Zhao Jiuge's eyes gradually burst into flames, the cyan long sword was destroyed yesterday, and the magic weapon was only away from the fire flag, gritting his teeth, shaking his hands on his chest, his palms were sealed, and a domineering and pleasant dragon roar resounded all around, and the mighty dragon with a golden pattern of several zhang size hovered in the sky above Zhao Jiuge.

The old man of ten thousand corpses was surprised when he saw the appearance of the golden-veined swimming dragon, but he was only surprised, he returned to indifference, and raised it lightly with one hand, and the blood-colored long sword with condensed spiritual power instantly appeared in his hand. Even if the spiritual power of the foundation building realm is not cultivated, it is frantically absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth all the time, and it is automatically converted into spiritual power, because of the foundation building realm, the dantian foundation array has been formed, and it can be automatically absorbed.

Zhao Jiuge also needed to take time to condense the spiritual light long sword, and the old man of ten thousand corpses could complete it in an instant, and with a light wave of his right hand, the sword that seemed so plain and unremarkable slashed towards the golden-veined swimming dragon, and the blood-colored sword light poured into the night, like a river of blood in the sky.

Today's golden-veined dragon not only has a more condensed body, but also has become a little bigger, the golden dragon scales on the body are lifelike, exuding a pale golden light, seeing the sword light coming, the dragon's eyes flashed, as always fearless, and galloped away with his teeth and dance.

"Poof..."

The golden dragon tail flung away against the blood-colored sword light from top to bottom against the wind, the blood-colored sword light splashed everywhere, and the spiritual power hit the surrounding trees, and the trunk of the tree was instantly broken. And the golden-veined dragon's body became dim, as if it was about to dissipate at any time, and the surface of the pale golden body was actually wrapped with the gray smoke of yesterday at this moment, but at this time it was more dense and gloomy than yesterday.

The golden-veined dragon let out a long roar of pain, rolling the dragon's body, its claws frantically grasping at the smoke wrapped around its body, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of blood and an eerie aura because of the blow. The old man of ten thousand corpses did not expect that this sword would be such a result, and he was greatly surprised, but this did not stop his desire to take revenge, and the killing intent was still cold.

Zhao Jiuge complained bitterly, but his dark eyes were still full of fighting spirit, and today he knocked down the iron plate. The heart has been shouting and roaring.

Strength! Strength! Strength!

I have been bullied in the mountain village since I was a child, but I have been bullied by others all the time, and I have been bullied by others, and I have to work hard to cultivate myself, and I don't want to be trampled under my feet anymore!

There was a flash of light in front of him. It was the silver face with a gold wire edge of the Lihuo Flag, a crazy look in his eyes, gritting his teeth, his face was hideous, regardless of the depletion of his spiritual power from yesterday's injury, and his body that had just recovered for a long time, urging the Lihuo Flag!

Whew.

The flames were monstrous, and the blood and gloom in the air that were suddenly expelled, and the light brought by the dancing flames made Zhao Jiuge's heart a little more comfortable. When the old man saw the shock, his face distorted and became cruel.

I didn't expect that this little boy had brought him a lot of accidents, and he didn't want to waste time, the old man suddenly had words in his mouth, a half-person-high cloth banner, and the void in front of his chest. The cloth banner is black and gray as a whole, and as soon as it comes out, the whole body is filled with a rich yin qi, and it is also surrounded by a rich gray gas.

Suddenly, dark clouds were thick.

Even the silver moon in the night quietly hid behind the dark clouds, and as the old man's handprints accelerated, his lips did not stop chattering, and the black-gray cloth flags buzzed and vibrate, as if something was about to break out of the body.

Zhao Jiuge looked at the mysterious cloth banner in a daze, the strange and terrifying movement, and forgot to urge the fire flag to attack for a while, Su Sumei stared at the black and gray cloth banner in the hand of the old man of ten thousand corpses seriously, and when the black and gray cloth banner finally began to shake violently, his eyes were in disbelief, and he glared at his eyes, "Hurry up!" ”

Hearing Su Su's shout, Zhao Jiuge came back to his senses, and hurriedly used his spiritual power to urge the fire flag, and the fierce flames turned into several fire snakes with waves of fire, rolling towards the old man of ten thousand corpses.

But it's too late!

I saw the frightened side appear, a hideous-looking woman with a human head, a cloak with a disheveled head, gray skin, and blood still left in the seven orifices, broke out of the flag, and behind her there were nine babies of different shapes, which were also gloomy. For a while, the moonlight in the night sky was greatly eclipsed. Dark clouds hung over the banners.

An indescribable sense of horror and gloom made Zhao Jiuge's scalp tingle, since he was a child, when had he ever seen such a terrifying scene, the woman's head and the nine babies still let out a whining sob, and the void around the cloth banner was circling, and the wind was gusting.

The goosebumps on Zhao Jiuge's body were all over his body, his heart stagnated at this moment, and his eyes shrank violently.

Su Su's chest was also rising and falling at this time, looking at the cruel and weird picture, her pleasant voice became a little sharp, and her expression was incredulous, "How can you refine into a nine sons and a mother's flag! Such a creepy magic weapon, you crazy thing even went down! Brute." ”