Chapter 239: Divine Burial

was about to put the horn boy down, but the horn boy was hung on the eaves and pursed his lips without saying a word, as if he had been greatly wronged, which made Wang Yuanfeng, who was already extremely angry, ignore him a little.

Not only did he not kill this Deacon Jiang, but he was almost tracked down by an earth immortal figure, which made him depressed and at the same time had a fire that did not come out, just the eyes of this horned young man brought his fire up, if he didn't pay attention to the image, he really wanted to beat this young man.

I don't covet these things from him, even if I ask for something, I won't take advantage of him, and I throw my face, it's a miracle that I didn't die at this point, and it's not that people with good luck haven't seen it, so he has no effect except wasting luck.

As the doppelganger deepened the refining of the half of the Lethe stone tablet, the clearer he understood the place of the reincarnation of life and death of all things, and the cause and effect gradually emerged.

This reincarnation has no owner, and it was also naturally generated when the immortal road raised its head ten thousand years ago, and although the underworld was chaotic, there was also Yan Jun who came into being, just waiting for the true form of the five mountains to come out, and the person with the corresponding life personality was the honor of the five mountains, in charge of the reincarnation of all things, and the blessings and disasters of life and death in the world.

But in ancient times, Wuyue had already been born as a mountain god, and he was weak at this time, but after several years of cultivation, they had already controlled Wuyue, and they were also regarded as the masters of Wuyue, and the people of luck were weak, and it was difficult to borrow strength from the Heavenly Dao, so they were pressed all the time.

It was only then that the great war appeared, which led the fire to the underworld, and finally smashed the Wuyue True Monument generated by heaven and earth, and opened the Yin and Yang channel from then on, and picked the flowers on the other side, resulting in the disorder of reincarnation and becoming more and more chaotic, which caused this kind of ending.

And this horned boy is the reincarnation of the previous generation of lucky people, who was killed in the Lechuan River, but the remnants of the divine soul and boundless luck allowed him to be conceived from the Lethe River, which is also the last struggle of the Heavenly Dao, but obviously it still doesn't work, the Kunlun barbarians can suppress a domain, or press him hard.

Looking unlucky, Wang Yuanfeng rested for a while, found a place where the leylines were connected, and dug a pit with a flying sword after measuring the location.

The young man was ready to be tortured, but he ignored him for a long time, and dug a hole in the ground, raised his head and asked weakly, "What are you doing?"

"Dig a grave, haven't you ever seen a buried person?"

Wang Yuanfeng said without looking back, making the already apprehensive young man unstable, and his body trembled slightly and asked, "Bury... Bury whom?"

Seeing that the horned boy was scared, which made him have some bad taste, he turned his head to the horned boy and smiled darkly, and said sensen: "I will bury whoever I don't like." ”

The horned boy's heart suddenly, the secret way is not good, ignoring himself is not to let himself go, but to bury himself alive, a chill went straight to his head, and he struggled violently in horror, accompanied by a cry in the bottom of the hiss, but no matter how much he struggled, it was useless, although the Kunlun faction was a little worse, but the quality of the refined immortal rope was not ordinary, and no matter how he struggled, he did not loosen in the slightest.

Wang Yuanfeng listened to it secretly, and it was good to scare him, although for him, this horned boy was dispensable, even if he was lucky, he was a person who ruled by the Yin and Yang generated by the Heavenly Dao, but if he wanted to replace him and let others get this position, after losing the favor of the Heavenly Dao, it would really be dispensable, although it was not a difficult thing for him, but it was still more troublesome, so he was too lazy to do this.

It would be better if he was there, as long as he was given authority and connected to his natal destiny with the Heavenly Dao, this matter would be much easier, so I was willing to spend some time on him.

But the young man with the horns put on a dead face every day, as if everyone owed him twenty-five or eighty-thousand, which made him unhappy to see it, so he decided to knock it over first, and dug a pit in the ground by himself, ignoring the roar of the young man with sheep's horns, and humming a song in a happy mood.

After digging the grave, after turning his head and smiling at the weaker young man who was already crying, after being seen by Wang Yuanfeng, his frightened eyes were blood-red, and he didn't know where the strength came from and began to roar again.

Regardless of his roar, he found a big stone, carved it into a stone tablet in a few strokes, walked up to the young man, regardless of his struggle to resist or the spirit of fear, a sword poked at his thigh, and with a 'whoosh', the dark gold blood suddenly spurted out like a spring, and he reached out and grabbed it, and the blood condensed into a ball, circling in his hand.

The young man had closed his eyes at this time, thinking that he was going to kill himself and bury him, but he felt a heart-piercing pain in his legs, and the blood in his body was gushing out without money, and his mind was spinning, thinking that this was to drain his own blood first, and it would be even more painful to watch his blood flow dry up and die.

Holding his breath, he said angrily: "You can't be humiliated if you want to kill someone, what kind of hero is it to torture people like this." ”

Seeing his sad look, he knew that it was almost over, and he really broke down under this situation, so he said: "Put some blood and you won't die, what to shout." Just wait until the bleeding is done. ”

When the young man heard that he was not dead for the time being, his life was temporarily saved, and he breathed a sigh of relief and said in despair: "You are going to raise me as a snow pig, and after draining my blood, you will raise me and continue to bleed when you are fattened." ”

Wang Yuanfeng rolled his eyes when he heard this, looking at the tattered clothes on this horned young man, like a wild man who ran out of nowhere, with a pitiful look, and a sad face as if he had received the biggest grievance in the world, although the grievances were indeed great, he looked him up and down with contempt and said: "You still support you?" You think too much, just like you, what's the use of eating it, I still waste food." ”

"No, I'll still grow elixir. After the horn boy finished speaking, he subconsciously felt wrong, and felt a little unconvinced.

Wang Yuanfeng heard a burst of dark music and said, "Then you mean that I will raise you to grow elixir?"

The young man shook his head and said, "No, no, I didn't mean that. ”

"And what do you mean?"

After speaking, he looked bitter and hateful, at this time, the blood had been collected enough, he withdrew his mana, stretched out his hand, and a bright white light flashed, and the wound that the horned boy had just spurted like a pillar of blood healed instantly, and he could no longer see any traces of injury, just his pale face and weak body, so that he could see that he had lost too much blood.

"Okay, just this little blood is enough, don't look bitter and hateful, this is not the old society, and I didn't exploit you and oppress you. ”

After Wang Yuanfeng finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong, I remember that when someone had a sad face in his previous life, he said that you are back in the old society, and in the previous life, you are far away from the old society, many people don't understand, and no one here must understand, and sure enough, I saw the young man with a puzzled look.

didn't pay attention to him anymore, collected some Lechuan water, mixed it with the blood and mixed it well, and jumped into the grave first, of course, not to bury himself, but to make a pen with spiritual grass, dipped in blood and drew in the grave, and when the river pit was painted with dense runes, he jumped out and threw the already demented Deacon Jiang into the dug grave and made a grave.

He also drew a secret charm on the tomb, found a stone to make a tablet, and also drew runes on it, which looked extremely strange.

Finally, a few words were engraved on the stele, 'The tomb of the Kunlun faction, and the burial of the god of the book' and then the tombstone was erected, and suddenly the yin wind was great, and the whole underworld was in the yin wind, and the wind roared like a ghost crying in the whole underworld, like ten thousand ghosts flying together to the grave, rushing to the grave.

The gloomy aura on the tomb seemed to devour everything that could be devoured, and the strange runes had mysterious powers that made people feel crazy at first sight.

"What are you doing here?"

The young man asked, trembling.

"Bury people. ”

Wang Yuanfeng thought about it for a while, and he didn't know what it was, he only knew that the ancient wizards in the runes recorded in his previous life did this, and he only knew that the immortal and immortal body rotted, and the zombies who lived by sucking blood came in this way, which is one of the more terrifying curses, and it will combine the soul with the body, and it will always be a zombie body, an irreversible curse.

It is according to the Heavenly Dao Divine Burial Rune, using the power of the Heavenly Dao, to trigger their own karma to burn themselves, forming the power of a curse, so that the cursed people become undead creatures, and the sacrifices are themselves.

Isn't there an earth immortal who blesses his mana on this Jiang Deacon, then lock it, and he can't bless it if he wants to, and when the time comes to attack through the power of the curse, he doesn't believe that the head of Kunlun can suppress his own karma, or he has no karma, looking at his sect's behavior of destroying the cycle of life and death of yin and yang, almost causing the destruction of heaven and earth, it has already caused boundless karma, that is, forcing the Kunlun faction to play with the Heavenly Dao, even if the Heavenly Dao is weak now, but with his own destruction, he Kunlun is immortal.