Chapter 134: Resurrection

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The darkness was boundless, and only the sound of the howling wind grew more and more poignant. The lich walked through the dark corridors of the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave, like a yin spirit walking towards the Nine Shadows.

The ancient cave grew wider and wider, but the darkness around it also deepened. Walking on this cold and terrifying path, the lich can even close his eyes and walk forward.

For many years, he wandered here alone, and now, he finally wants to change his fate with his own hands.

Perhaps, there is also the fate of countless people in the world.

The wind roared, right in front of him!

A little ghostly light suddenly lit up in front of him, and although the light was so dim, it was particularly striking in this darkness.

The lich stopped.

The ghostly light flickered softly in the darkness, flickering and flickering, like a summoning, like a temptation, like a longing, like a mockery......

The wind blew the hem of his black robe, as if he had stared at that place for countless years.

Many years ago, he also stood here, but at that time, there was a brother beside him, and in front of him, there was a thin but thin figure that seemed to be able to block the heavens and the earth.

And now, he is the only lonely figure.

"Niangniang......" he lowered his head slightly, and called out in a low voice.

Then he floated forward, casting himself at the ghostly light, a moth-like determination.

The gloomy light was flourishing, and the yin wind in the ancient cave suddenly became violent. There was only a little bit of light from there, but it slowly spread out from there, slowly illuminating the surroundings.

On the uneven ground, rotten white bones fell everywhere, both human and beast. The huge cave walls and hard rocks, under the light of the ghost, showed countless dense and criss-crossing cracks, as if they had been torn apart by life, which was shocking.

In the darkness, a voice, in the deepest part of that ghostly light, echoed softly with an icy chill.

"You're back......"

The coda is long, reverberating between the walls of this ancient cave.

The lich did not speak, he only stood in the light for a moment, and then, stretching out his arm from his black robe, in his hand was a black rod studded with bone jade.

"Roar ......."

There was a roar, and suddenly like thunder, it boiled in the ancient cave. The darkness around him receded in an instant, and in the depths of that ghostly light, a dazzling light flashed in a blink of an eye, like countless tentacles of demons, shouting and roaring towards the lich and the two holy weapons.

Even the stone walls of the surrounding ancient caves, which have been around for tens of thousands of years, began to shake at this moment, and large and small stones fell one after another.

The howling and terrible yin wind sounded like a longing, heavy gasp at the moment.

“...... Do you remember, Mother?" the lich said quietly, looking at the blinding light of his teeth and claws right in front of him.

In the bright light, the flickering light seemed to freeze suddenly.

The lich was dressed in black, and hunted in the strong yin wind.

Even his voice sounded so erratic: "Her stone statue is still standing at the entrance of the cave outside......"

In the depths of the light, there was no sound, only an unretractable light that illuminated the lich's figure.

The lich said no more, and floated up slowly, into the depths of the light.

An open flat ground appeared, which was completely different from the outside, the hard stone walls were mostly intact, but on the ground, there were many huge bones, and most of them were intact, and there were as many as thirteen corpses under the count.

These thirteen skeletons of different shapes exuding a soaring demonic aura were circled at different distances, all of them inside and out, as if they were guarding something. In the hollow eyes of Hessesen, there seemed to be a cold gaze.

As the figure of the lich suddenly appeared, and began to approach this strange circle, suddenly, there was a tooth-souring "bang" sound in the cold wind, and on top of these white bones, several heads began to turn, slowly turned around, and looked in the direction of the lich.

At this terrifying time, which almost brought his heart to a standstill, the lich seemed to pay no attention to these terrifying skeletons, and his gaze was only in one place from beginning to end.

It was in the middle of the circle of thirteen bones.

A life-size white skeleton, lying quietly on a white jade platform only three inches high, unlike the skeletons around it, this humanoid skeleton is still covered with silk, and I don't know how many years have passed, under the ghostly light, the color of the silk is still extremely bright.

And all the light and gloom around here, even the whistling yin wind, all emanated from this white bone.

The lich slowly approached the bone.

The light flowed, and the strange light was short and long, as if in the dark, a pair of eyes were watching him.

Around, all thirteen white bones suddenly made a "bang" sound, almost as if they were resurrected together, their heads turned, and their deep eye holes stared at the figure of the lich.

The next moment, the piece of silk rose into the air and floated in the air.

There was a silent roar, and in an instant a dazzling light shone out from under the silk, like an unstoppable arrow from the string, whistling in all directions.

"Woo!" and the lich even felt the light rush past his ears with surging demonic power.

The violent sound of the wind, mixed with an eerie sneer, began to echo in this ancient cave.

The thirteen skeletons suddenly raised their heads together and roared to the sky!

Under this strange atmosphere, the lich slowly fell down in front of the bones. In the white light, the life-size skeleton clearly had five fractures, one in the right hand, one in the left ankle, one in the larynx, the skull, and the entire spine of him.

At this moment, reflecting the light emitted by the bones, there was a white bead on his right hand, a jade dish on his left ankle, and a ring on the place where his throat was broken.

The lich slowly pulled out the bone jade set on the black staff, little by little, and then gently placed him on top of the white bone head. There was a small cracked hole in the middle of the forehead, and the bone jade was impartial and just put it in.

In the darkness, there seemed to be a voice calling from afar.

The lich's body suddenly trembled, and the whole person shook, and the light was reflected in his eyes like two burning white flames.

Whose soul and body are the flames burning?

He seemed to scream softly, but no one could hear what was coming out of his mouth. The next moment, he placed the black rod in the middle of the white bones, the place where the spine was.

Suddenly, everything came to a standstill.

The howling wind stopped, the dazzling white light disappeared, and the darkness rushed up silently like the raging waves of the boundless sea, drowning everything!

Who is it, waiting silently in the dark?

The deepest darkness, or the dawn of fantasy?

Everything calmed down, like a desolate silence that had not changed for eternity, and the bones stopped crying and fell silent.

A voice, in the deepest depths of darkness and silence, quietly, sounded!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang bang!"

......

It was the sound of a heartbeat, full of new vitality, and it was still dark all around, but the magical sound of the heartbeat gradually amplified, and slowly, the sound of gurgling water began to flow.

No, it's not the sound of water, it's the rushing blood, roaring out of the heart, dancing wildly in the darkness with endless joy and unstoppable momentum.

After countless years of sleep, after endless coldness, it is warm again!

Who is it, quietly gasping in the dark?

The galloping voice became more and more violent, like a imprisoned soul condensed with thousands of years of resentful shouts, and every drop of reborn blood was filled with madness and rebelliousness!

Slowly, the surrounding strange noises began to sound, the solid stone wall shook again, and the white bones in the darkness shouted again to welcome the reborn demon.

There was only the Lich, his figure hidden in the darkness, feeling the invisible but dancing demon in front of him, feeling the resurrected soul and flowing blood.

It almost swallowed him up......

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the huge force smashed the hard ground into a big hole, and the golden bottle flew out upside down, narrowly dodging the blow from behind, and his face couldn't help but turn pale.

The stone statue woman just now almost seemed to have magical power, attracting all her spiritual soul, and she completely forgot about what was outside her body, but when the wind above her head suddenly rose, a little instinct from years of hard cultivation made her suddenly wake up, and she rushed out almost when she couldn't do anything, and then she luckily picked up a life and came back.

Jin Zhu'er gasped for breath, and suddenly the wind behind him was fierce, and the fierce spirit had already followed up like a bone awl, obviously his body was only composed of invisible white qi, but the huge giant sword and shield in his hand were as light as a child's toy.

Jin Bei'er knew that it was powerful, and he didn't dare to take it hard, his body flashed, and the whole person hurriedly dodged back, and under these two swords, the fierce spirit had already driven Jin Bei'er from the entrance of the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave a few zhang away.

As soon as she landed, the golden bottle turned over with her right hand, Zimang suddenly rose, and the magic weapon Zimang Blade had already been sacrificed and held in the palm of her hand, facing this fierce ghost, she didn't dare to take it lightly no matter what.

It's just that although she was concentrating on vigilance, after the fierce spirit drove her to the three feet away from the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave, she didn't catch up again, and his invisible body was still floating beside the stone statue woman.

"Who are you, who dare to come to this demonic land, and dare to desecrate the shrine maiden statue?" the fierce spirit glared at the huge eyes of the copper bell and said coldly.

Jin Bei'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief, calmed down, and said loudly: "You misunderstood, I didn't mean to offend this ...... The statue of Niangniang, just at first sight, saw that she was too beautiful, and involuntarily touched the stone statue with her hands. ”

The fierce spirit snorted, his face was slightly gentle, obviously he probably knew that this stone statue did have magical powers, but his voice was still cold, and said, "Seeing that you are young and a first-time offender, I don't care about you." This is a place of demons and ghosts, not a place for you, so go quickly!"

Jin Bei'er frowned, according to her wishes, she had followed the lich for so long, and most of the most important secrets were in this demon suppression ancient cave, but she didn't expect that there was such a profound fierce spirit guarding the entrance of the cave, which was really troublesome. It's just that if you want to break in, most of them will alarm the lich or any monster inside, not to mention, it will be difficult to solve this fierce spirit in front of you.

She was thinking about it in distress here, and the fierce spirit there saw that the woman's eyes swept over herself and the statue of Niangniang, and at the same time looked into the depths of the dark cave behind her from time to time, obviously wanting to attack the idea of this cave, and couldn't help but change color.

"Bah!" the fierce spirit shouted angrily, "Little girl, I advise you not to ask for hardship, this cave is a peerless monster, and you will kill yourself if you enter." And I guard the ancient cave, and I will never let outsiders in, you will die early!"

Jin Bei'er snorted, where was he willing to die so easily, and said, "Didn't the man in black just now go in like this?"

The fierce spirit was stunned, his eyes were shining, and he said, "So you followed that person?"

Jin Bei'er observed the words and looks, and vaguely guessed the relationship between these two people in his heart, but he still continued: "Of course, that person is not like a human and a ghost is not like a ghost...... Uh, I'm not talking about you, don't be angry!" Jin Bei'er, who almost missed his mouth, hurriedly added to the angry fierce spirit, and then said, "That man in black snatched the holy weapon black rod of the Miao people in southern Xinjiang, by the way, there is also the holy weapon bone jade of the Li tribe on it, I just went in, I also want to see what he is going to do......"

Before she could say the word "what", the fierce spirit whose face had changed greatly suddenly let out an earth-shattering roar, forcing Jin Zhu'er's words back, and at the same time shocking her discoloration.

"What do you say, he has a black rod and bone jade on him?" the fierce spirit's entire body began to tremble violently.

Jin Bei'er was a little stunned and said, "Yes." ”

The fierce spirit looked up to the sky and roared, extremely sad and angry, Huo Ran turned around, looking at him, it was simply desperate to rush into the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave, find the lich and die together.

But at this time, the golden bottle and the fierce spirit were stunned at the same time.

The yin wind that seemed to never stop blowing from the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave suddenly stopped.

Between heaven and earth, it was as if something was missing all of a sudden, a special silence.

The face of the fierce spirit instantly turned to ashes.

His mouth opened wide as if he wanted to say something, as if he wanted to shout with all his strength, but he could not make any sound.

Then, he slowly turned around and looked at the stone statue woman, and suddenly, his figure shook again, and his huge body became weak, and he actually knelt down in front of the stone statue woman and cried loudly.

Jin Bei'er was startled, she was born in the Demon Sect, and she didn't know how many strange things she had seen in her life, but a fierce spirit with such a high Dao suddenly cried loudly in front of her, which was really the only time in her life. Just look at the fierce spirit is extremely sad, the huge body is constantly shaking, although it is only composed of white gas, but the sad emotions seem to be vividly presented in front of them.

The golden bottle quietly moved over, and the fierce spirit did not even notice her. When she moved to the vicinity of the stone statue woman, and was about to take this opportunity to sneak into the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave, suddenly, her body shook, and her eyes looked at the stone statue woman, and she was also stunned.

On the cold stone statue, the graceful and beautiful woman.

Two lines of tears slipped quietly from the eyes of the stone statue.

It turns out that thousands of years of time still can't erase a deep trace of sadness......

The golden bottle stood behind the fierce spirit in amazement, looking at this sad stone statue!

In the stone cave behind him, a low groan was heard in the distance, like something, waking up from a long sleep and making the first sound.

The wind rises again, and the sound is even more poignant!

Even the sky and the sky above him were so dark.

A bolt of lightning pierced the black cloud.

A thunderclap blasted through the sky.

Thunder and lightning roared, tearing the sky apart in the blink of an eye. Countless black clouds seemed to boil, surging from the sky of the 100,000 Great Mountains, gathering above the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave.

The rain poured down and fell violently, mixed with huge hailstones, and the ground was pitted.

The golden bottle was startled, dodging left and right, floating in the wind and rain. The fierce spirit was Huo Ran raised his head and looked at the sky, all the wind, rain and frost seemed to have no effect on him, but his eyes were full of despair.

"Ah......h

He looked up to the sky and shouted.

In the midst of this desperate roar, a strange roar sounded in the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave, from far and near, faster and faster, louder and louder, and finally it was deafening. Jin Bei'er only felt a roar in his mind, as if it was about to crack, and couldn't help but change color for it, and hurriedly swept into the distance.

And that fierce spirit turned around suddenly, blocked his huge body at the entrance of the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave, raised his shield, raised his giant sword, and raised his eyebrows angrily, without the slightest fear, he stood suddenly.

The howling sound became louder and louder, and in the blink of an eye, it had rushed to the entrance of the ancient cave.

The sky thundered violently, and the heavens and the earth roared, as if all the mountains and earth of the entire 100,000 Great Mountains shook together.

In the wind and rain, the fierce spirit looked like a rocking and weak boat.

The deep darkness, like a demonic beast with teeth and claws, pounced on him from the ancient cave.

The fierce spirit roars and rushes head-on!

The giant sword reflected the lightning that swept through the sky, slashing into the darkness, and the black qi was instantly sliced through it, but it immediately pounced on both sides, drowning his body at an extremely rapid speed.

The fierce spirit shouted, and in the distance, the voice was still heard in the golden bottle: "Niang Niang......"

The next moment, the fierce spirit disappeared, and the black qi was like a mountain, gathering desperately at the entrance of the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave, towards the sky and the earth.

A flash of red light flashed in the darkness.

A figure, a man wrapped in a piece of brightly colored silk, stood in front of the stone statue woman with his back to the direction of the golden vase, slowly falling from the black air.

Behind him, the black air roared violently, and the shadows shook, as if countless demons were roaring in ecstasy.

Only his back is a little strange.

Standing in front of the stone statue, he stood silently in the wind and rain.

Slowly, he reached out and gently stroked the cold stone statue.

The low voice, quietly echoing in the wind and rain, has passed through thousands of years and countless winds, rains, snow and frosts.

"Delicate ......"