Chapter 44: The World Is in Turmoil (Ask for Support!)
The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the yin wind in the mountain of corpses is shouting, ghostly, and a few mournful howls are sounded from time to time.
The low hill like a tomb, filled with blood, scarlet shining light, and piercing screams that made people's scalps tingle, constantly gushed out from the col, the small hole in the ancient tomb.
The bluestone walls, floors, and ceilings in the tomb are densely painted with scarlet talismans, and these talismans carved with the blood of powerful demon beasts shine with the strange luster of demon ye.
The six gloomy and thin old men and old ladies led by Zhu Heng formed a ** formation around the gray-white stone coffin, with black spirit devouring flags hanging above their heads, their pale faces were covered with cold sweat, and their mouths were neatly muttered in a low voice, which was breathtaking, and the strange scriptures that seduced the soul poured out from the mouths of several people, and the fierce ghost qi in the soul devouring flags continued to pour into the essence blood talisman array.
A huge blood ball was in the center of the formation, suspended on the stone coffin, and the dark golden talisman on the blood ball was densely packed, shining with the luster of scarlet demon, and a terrifying aura that made people's hearts chill continued to diverge from the talisman and permeate the tomb.
The stronger the breath, the more pale the faces of the six thin old men became, although each of them used their own puppet zombies to bear most of the pressure of the formation, but it was only the remaining part, and it was as heavy as the mountains that overwhelmed them.
"Condensing Blood Yuan Bead, Smelting Heaven and Earth to !!"
Zhu Heng's face was exposed, his mouth exploded, and the six people pushed with both hands at the same time, heavy and slow as if pushing a 10,000-pound boulder, and under the push of the six people, the blood beads slowly smashed towards the stone coffin in the center of the tomb.
It seemed to be a slow flight, but there was a strange one that seemed to be extremely fast, as if changing shapes, and blood beads suddenly appeared on the stone coffin, slamming head-on together.
Unexpectedly, there was no sound, the stone coffin seemed to turn into a bottomless pit, and the blood ball containing the terrifying aura turned out to be like a mud cow entering the sea, without any abnormality, absorbing the energy cleanly.
"It's not good! Ten Thousand Ghost Protectors!" Zhu Heng's face changed in shock, and he roared with a hint of panic in his eyes.
"Boom"
After a short silence, the stone coffin suddenly erupted with a huge sound, and the black yin wind visible to the naked eye whistled out, and the six elders of the Barbarian Ghost Sect either used the Spirit Devouring Banner to protect their bodies, or directly used puppet zombies to block in front of them, but they only resisted for a moment, even Zhu Heng, who had the deepest cultivation, only resisted three breaths, and was swept out by a huge force and smashed on the bluestone rock wall of the cave.
The sound of "stabbing and booming" continued, and the dense blood refining array engraved in the tomb was torn apart, and the essence and blood of the demon beast were lost in an instant, turning into powder and dissipating.
"Ahem, ahem, what the hell is this, how can there be such a powerful array to protect it!" Wu Song wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, got up from the ground in embarrassment, his fear did not dissipate, and he glared at the stone coffin in horror and said.
The Soul Devouring Banner in his hand was torn open an inch of crack, and the earth evil yin qi sealed in the banner leaked outward, and he stuffed the Soul Devouring Banner into his arms with a painful face, don't look at this small damage, don't think about repairing it after every few years of tempering.
The other few people also looked at each other, staring at each other, originally thinking that Lingbao was born, but they didn't want to have this kind of incomparably powerful array in the corpse mountain, with the power of six people, urging the Barbarian Ghost Sect to protect the mountain and the Xuanyin Blood Refining Array, the power of one blow is enough to compare to the monks of Jindan Dacheng, such a terrifying power, but it can't open this small hole.
And just a breath of yin qi from the counterattack of the big array, it made the breath of the six people shake, and the injury was not light, if this big array was really opened, if there was something terrifying below, how would the six people deal with it?
Do you want to continue to go in? The five old men and old ladies all focused their eyes on Zhu Heng's body, waiting for the only Jindan monk in their sect to make a decision.
The atmosphere in the tomb was solemn, and just when Zhu Heng was frowning and making a choice, a panicked footstep rushed in.
"Didn't I say, don't let people disturb you!" Zhu Heng was already angry, but at this time, he suddenly became angry, roared angrily, and a terrifying raging yin wind erupted on his rickety body.
"Uncle Master!!Uncle Master!!Oh no!!Oh no!!" The disciple who rushed into the tomb was swept by the yin wind, and the little fat man with a pale face was eager to wipe the sweat from his face, and shouted hysterically in his mouth, "I am a master!! My master was killed!"
Zhu Heng suddenly appeared in front of the little fat man, grabbed the collar of the robe and dragged it into the cave and pressed it to the ground, a terrible and heavy yin aura came out of Zhu Heng's body, and the cold frenzy was overwhelming, the poor little fat man stared, and his body trembled.
"What did you say?"
Zhu Heng also noticed his gaffe, and the evil aura flashed away, but his gloomy and blue face was also as terrifying as a ghost.
"Uncle Master!My Master!!My Master was killed!!" The little fat man looked at Zhu Heng pitifully, his teeth collided and made a rapid "gurgling" sound, and he stammered.
"Where are the people?"
Zhu Heng's voice was involuntarily a little hoarse, and a fierce light burst out in his eyes, this is in the Corpse Mountain, the main thing in the dignified Corpse Mountain, he was actually killed, this is a provocation to the entire Barbarian Ghost Sect!
"At the mouth of the cave!!" the little fat man swallowed and whispered in fear.
The yin wind swept by, and the six people flew out almost simultaneously and rushed out of the cave.
On the gravel beach outside the tomb, there were thirty or forty disciples of the Barbarian Ghost Sect with solemn expressions, and the aura on the black-robed Taoist priest was depressed and dignified.
The nine disciples of the Yin Corpse One Vein knelt on the ground with desperate faces, all of them had dead eyes, Li Daoling was dead, not only did they lose their backers, but the Yin Corpse One Vein was also finished in the Barbarian Ghost Sect, and if they were not in charge, they would soon be swallowed up by other veins.
In front of them was Li Daoling's miserable corpse, with a small hole the thickness of a thumb on his head, a pair of gray eyes staring at the sky, although the two bodies had barely joined together, but the wound on his waist that was cut by a sword was still extremely conspicuous.
Six ghost-like old ghosts in black suddenly appeared next to Li Daoling's corpse, just glanced at the corpse on the ground, and all the people who were indignant suddenly had a difficult face, and all their eyes converged on Zhu Heng's body, with the eyesight of these old ghosts, it was natural to see at a glance that Li Daoling died under the Gengjin Divine Sword of the Taihao Emperor Sword Palace.
With such a dense and pure Gengjin sword qi, there is no other place in this cultivation world except for the Taihao Emperor Sword Palace.
"Gengjin Sword Technique!! good!!good!!!! good you Taihao Emperor Sword Palace!!!You are too deceitful!! Zhu Heng's thin facial features were distorted, he laughed angrily, and his powerful mana burst out, and more than a dozen cracks were stepped on under his feet, and within ten meters, all the stones were shocked into powder in an instant.
"Senior brother in charge, wouldn't the people of the Taihao Emperor Sword Palace have already discovered the secret of this ancient tomb! The Taihao Emperor Sword Palace is powerful, if they come to attack, it would be unwise for us to clash with them head-on!"
Wu Song said cautiously, although his tone was very imposing, but everyone around him couldn't help but nod slightly, a picture of this sentence won my heart.
It's not that Wu Song is timid and afraid of death, but the power of Taihao Emperor Sword Palace is too huge, Taihao's seven veins, overwhelming the world, just a small sect like the Barbarian Ghost Sect, no strength, no background, no treasures, no exercises, in front of such a behemoth, it is like the difference between ants and tigers, and a small sneeze from the other party can blow them into ashes.
"Yes, senior brother, the deceased is gone, don't be impulsive!" blinked his eyes a few times, the sad look in his eyes suddenly dissipated, and another thin old man came out and whispered.
Zhu Heng sneered a few times, and his eyes were filled with a fierce light, "The rabbit is still biting when he is in a hurry!" This Taihao Emperor Sword Palace acts like this, and does not save any face for my Barbarian Ghost Sect! If there is no reaction, how can my Barbarian Ghost Sect gain a foothold in the cultivation world!"
If the people of Emperor Taihao Sword Palace disposed of the corpse a little, even if it was just a hasty and vulgar cover-up, Zhu Heng and the others could push the boat down the river, treat it as if they didn't find it, and cover up this matter.
But now that Li Daoling is clearly in the wilderness of the violent corpse, his soul is scattered, and the thick and pure Gengjin sword qi on his body is undoubtedly completely provocative, and even contempts for the Barbarian Ghost Sect at all, which is equivalent to directly giving the Barbarian Ghost Sect a slap, and asking if the beating hurts.
As soon as his sleeves were spread, a red light was sprinkled on Li Daoling's corpse, and Zhu Heng's thin face was shining with flames, like a fierce ghost, his eyes were shining with fierce light, and after pondering for a while, Li Daoling gritted his teeth and snorted coldly in a low voice, "Send someone to release the news of the birth of the Corpse Mountain Spirit Treasure immediately." ”
"Senior brother!!this!!How can this work!" Wu Song and several people exclaimed at the same time, the news was released, it was equivalent to pushing the corpse mountain to the cusp, once those wealthy factions, mad demons and fierce demons arrived, in front of those terrifying monks, I am afraid that the small force of the Barbarian Ghost Sect will at most taste a little leftovers!
"Hmph, do you have any opinions?" Zhu Heng asked coldly, and around his rickety body, there was a faint black yin wind whistling around.
"Don't dare! Let's do it!" How dare a few people disobey Zhu Heng, lowered their heads and whispered.
This order seems absurd and impulsive, but it is the result of Zhu Heng's careful consideration, the power of the Taihao Emperor Sword Palace is indeed huge, with the strength of the Barbarian Ghost Sect, it is tantamount to an idiot's dream to face such a behemoth, and if the Taihao Emperor Sword Palace arrives, the things in this ancient tomb, the Barbarian Ghost Sect does not want to touch the slightest.
Now he can't break the big formation anyway, and the things under this formation are definitely not something that the Barbarian Ghost Sect can swallow, so he simply makes a big mess in the world.
Thank you, dear "Zhentianmo", for your reward!! thank you! Thank you, thank !! for your support!!!