I only saw the female anchor take out a red stone from the statue's eyes, could it be that red stone can break the formation
Weighed to death, I was worried for most of the day.
As I said earlier, why are you so worried? The female anchor's luck is so against the sky, so how can she not care about such a small scene.
Is the front blind? Haven't you seen what the female anchor looks like
My God, it's so ugly! Just turned into an old woman!
The anchor survived, but disfigured? I don't want it!
"Master!" Li Muzi yelled, ran up, hugged my neck, and cried, "Master, I'm so worried about you!"
I patted her on the back and said, "Okay, okay, don't cry, didn't I come back alive?"
She touched my face anxiously and distressedly, and said, "Master, you, your skin..."
"It's nothing." I smiled, "Take a few pills and keep them for a while."
I knew that at this level, a pill can solve it in minutes.
I'm relieved, if the anchor is really disfigured, I won't live anymore.
I didn't know that in the surrounding forest, in two different places, two men also breathed a long sigh of relief.
Li Muzi wiped away the tears from his face and asked: "Master, what happened just now?"
I took out the ruby and said, "Do you know what this is?"
Li Muzi shook his head blankly, and I said: "This is formed by a drop of the blood essence of the ancient Da Neng. Hold it in your hand, and the blood fiend formation will not hurt me."
I sneered and said, "Poor that Laman, the hope of survival is clearly in his hands, but he missed it."
Presumably, Laman would vomit blood when he knew about it.
An electric current overflowed from the palm of my hand and hit the ruby, and a scream came from inside.
An illusory figure emerged from the ruby, floating in midair.
It was a tall man with a broad face, a big mouth, and straight brows.
He stared and said angrily: "Baby maid, how dare you be rude to me, me..."
Before he finished speaking, he was shocked by me again, his illusory body twisted, and he let out another painful scream.
"Baby maid, I'm going to kill you!" He roared and rushed towards me, I rolled my eyes, shook my head, and increased the current this time.
My thunder and lightning power all come from the thunder calamity absorbed by Zhuan Lei Gong, which has a natural suppression on ascetics.
"Your life is in my hands, I advise you to be more honest, so as not to lose your soul." I said coldly.
That strand of soul said angrily: "This seat can survive to this day, so naturally I have my trump card, don't bully others too much!"
I sneered and said, "Your soul has survived to this day and has not dissipated because of Nuwa wood. Without this thing, you would have been finished. You raised the cultivation of the villagers before, but you were only burning their vitality. Coupled with the activation of the Blood Fiend Formation, their bodies have already been boiled dry, and they won't survive tonight."
Li Muzi said contemptuously: "You are so cruel to your followers, you were an evil cultivator in life, and you are also an evil ghost after death!"
I said: "The people of Lamo Village used to be attached to the demons, but later they saw that the demons were gone, and immediately betrayed them. Later, they worshiped such an evil cultivator in order to improve their cultivation. They are not good people, and death is not a pity."
Hey, I seem to have seen this evil cultivator before.
Don't be pretentious in the front, how is it possible, he died a thousand years ago.
Nonsense, I'm not saying I've met a real person! I saw it in an ancient book, which recorded my ancestors hunting down the evil cultivator. The evil cultivator's name was Zheng Xiude, and he also drew a picture of the evil cultivator, and told future generations to kill this evil cultivator. Kill them all!
Then your ancestors...
Died in the bloody formation. Female anchor, kill him quickly, let his soul fly away, I will give you a reward of 10 million!
It's only 10 million, can you hire a god-level master to do it for you with this money
This evil cultivator is very evil, and his strength is also very strong. When he was in Huaxia, in order to practice his evil skills, he massacred common people and sacrificed their souls as magic weapons, which aroused the anger of the Huaxia alien world, and vowed to kill him.
Wait, you said he has a magic weapon? Or is it made of countless soul sacrifices
not good! Broadcaster, be careful!
I looked at Zheng Xiude, Zheng Xiude narrowed his eyes, and said: "Woman, although I have been dead for many years, I can still kill you with this remnant soul alone. If you are sensible, go back to Huaxia, I don't care about it." You offend me, if you must be my enemy, today we will die."
I hooked the corner of my mouth and said with a smile: "Sorry, today, I really have to be your enemy."
He relied on Nuwa wood to survive. Today, if I want to take away Nuwa wood, he will definitely not let it go.
That being the case, let's fight.
After finishing speaking, I struck another thunderbolt on the ruby, his soul body shook violently, screamed again and again, his broad face began to contort, and he screamed: "Bitch, go to hell!"
Suddenly, the shrine made of stone shattered with a crack, and a jade bottle flew out of it.
That jade vase was no different from an ordinary vase, it was dusty and in poor condition, no one wanted it in the antique market, but I sensed a danger.
I immediately blocked Li Muzi behind and said, "Muzi, go!"
"No, master, how can I leave you alone and run away!" Li Muzi stretched out his hand, and the vines covered with roses spread up his body and fell into her hand, turning into a rose whip.
Zheng Xiude showed a cruel smile and said, "No one wants to leave today!"
The jade bottle suddenly turned upside down, with the mouth of the bottle facing down, and countless ghosts rushed out like a tide.
I am also a person who has seen big scenes, and I can't help being shocked at this time.
So many ghosts!
There are at least a million of these ghosts. At this time, the whole village is crying and howling like hell.
Those souls all showed hatred and pain, struggling in the black mist, some wore ancient Chinese costumes, some wore Southeast Asian costumes, and some wore foreign costumes, but most of them wore ancient Chinese costumes. Thousands of years old ghost.
There are so many ghosts, even if they are only resentful, it is enough to destroy a Daluo City!
These resentful ghosts flitted across the square, and the villagers who hadn't died all turned into thick bones.
At this time, those Daluo soldiers hiding in the cave became agitated, and Sharif said anxiously: "Your Highness, it's bad, that 'evil god' released a million ghosts!"
Prince Yiman frowned deeply, and said, "Could it be... are we really going to take that thing out?"
Xia Lifu lowered his head and said: "The late national teacher said that once a million ghosts are released, that treasure must be activated, otherwise, the entire Daluo City will be destroyed."
Prince Yiman took a deep breath, stood up, his eyes were full of determination, and said: "In order to save the people of Daluo City, I am willing to sacrifice myself, please bring out that magic weapon."
Sharif's face was full of grief, and he knelt on the ground: "Your Highness!"
Prince Yiman shook his head and said, "This is my fate, let's go."
Sharif kowtowed and cried, "Yes."
At this time, I took out the gossip toon wood shield and blocked it in front of me. Those ghosts couldn't get close to us for the time being, and wandered around us. Scary faces flashed by and roared at us.
These ghosts are actually not difficult to deal with. If there are only one or two hundred, I can easily kill them.
But, millions of them!
Let alone ghosts, even millions of bugs are a huge threat!
"Crack." There was a soft sound, and a crack appeared in the Eight Diagrams Chunmu Shield.
I was shocked, how could it be possible, the Toon Wood Shield is also a magic weapon!
"Hahahaha." Zheng Xiude's arrogant laughter came, "My bottle is a top-level magic weapon from hell! It can be sacrificed to ghosts. The more ghosts, the greater its power. Millions of ghosts, Please enjoy this horrible taste!" (To be continued)