The shy smile on Su Su's face froze. Facing Zhao Jiuge's inquiry, she shook her head gently. Then her eyes flashed with thought, and she said uncertainly, "Could it... be related to the haunting? Look at this." Dongjing is at least a monk in the Foundation Establishment realm."
"Hmph, I know you're in there. If you don't want me to massacre the village, just come out quickly." A burst of shouting clearly spread to the village through spiritual power, with murderous intent!
The two of them were immediately dumbfounded, familiar spiritual power fluctuations, the Corpse Gathering Art!
Zhao Jiuge's heart sank, and he looked at Su Su solemnly, "Let's go. It's a blessing, not a curse. You can't avoid it." His voice was hoarse, and his tone changed slightly because of his excitement. Compared with Zhao Jiuge, Susu seemed particularly calm at this time.
Every household in the village had already been awakened by such a loud noise, but no one dared to come out to see what was going on. For a while, the lights in the village were extinguished one after another, leaving only darkness and silence.
Village entrance.
The skinny and gloomy old man, whose whole body was covered in black robes, stood in the air and looked coldly at the man and woman who came out. The wind was blowing everywhere, and the violent spiritual power around him was filled with heavy pressure, making people a little breathless.
Looking at the two young girls with good looks and extraordinary cultivation, the skinny and gloomy old man felt a faint pain in his heart. He had a son in his old age, and finally raised his son's cultivation to the spirit transformation realm. He did not expect that he was going to retreat to become an elixir. At that time, my son died! I originally wanted to wait until my spiritual elixir was completed, take my son away from the vicinity of Dongyang City, and go elsewhere to continue to strengthen his cultivation, increase his longevity, and live in peace in the world.
Unfortunately, their short-lived son died in the hands of the two people in front of them. Because they practiced evil methods and were afraid of meeting some outsider masters, the two of them had been living in seclusion in a small place like this near Dongyang City. With the current Foundation Establishment Realm, The realm is like a fish in water. Thinking of these skinny and gloomy old people, I was so angry that I could no longer suppress my emotions, "I won't refining the souls of you two juniors today, I will be sorry for my dead son!"
The killing intent was overwhelming, and the cold words shocked Zhao Jiuge's soul!
"It's you!"
Seeing the skinny and gloomy old man, Zhao Jiuge looked shocked and stared. The old man in front of me was the old man who bid for the black whip at the auction house that day. After the auction, this man disappeared without a trace.
That day when I saw this old man shrouded in black robes, I felt very uncomfortable. There was a gloomy feeling all over my body, and my eyes were staring at people like poisonous snakes. Yesterday, when I met that strange young man, I felt like I had seen him before. There was a familiarity. It felt like he was the son of this skinny old man.
When he was on the second floor that day, during the auction process, the curious Zhao Jiuge asked Mo Longjie about the origins of the people below. The skinny and gloomy old man in front of him called himself the Old Man of Ten Thousand Corpses. His cultivation technique relied on the spiritual energy at night. He has a weird temperament due to the zombie aura on the corpse, but his cultivation is at the foundation-building level. Although his actions have made many people dissatisfied, they are wary of his cultivation.
He has a few magic weapons from the past, and the exercises he practices are not liked by others, so he has always been a loner without many friends. Zhao Jiuge cursed in his heart that he was unlucky. If he hadn't escaped and stumbled into a graveyard yesterday, Old Man Wanshi's son happened to be practicing there and threatened to suck the essence and blood of himself and Su Su, so he would have made the first move. Otherwise, no one would kill someone, and if he didn't kill him, he wouldn't bring out this old man.
Just as Zhao Jiuge was cursing secretly in his heart, the old man with ten thousand corpses could no longer hold back the grief and anger in his heart. Violent blood-red spiritual power rolled out, and the surrounding scenery was covered in a layer of blood for a while. The sounds of the wild animals have disappeared, leaving only the shaking of the branches and leaves of the trees.
The terrifying pressure made both of them breathe quickly and heavily. Light golden and milky white spiritual power surged out one after another, tightly protecting their surroundings. For a time, three colors of light shone in this small village. Sparkle and flow with each other.
Taking a step forward and protecting Su Su behind him, his own light golden spiritual power became richer and his aura continued to rise. "I'm here, you can't deal with him." Before Su Su could finish her sentence, Zhao Jiuge had already taken action.
The first thing to do is to strike first. Zhao Jiuge has never been a passive person. Since the battle of revenge for killing his son cannot be avoided at all, it is better to strike first. The light golden spiritual power instantly wraps around his right hand, beating a few times.
Condensing the sword, pointing obliquely.
The pale golden sword light continued to become brighter and more powerful. It swept up a layer of spiritual power and turned into a waterfall of spiritual power. It whizzed away, and with a few rolls, it reached the sight of the old man with ten thousand corpses.
Humph, there was no gorgeous light, no big movements. With a soft snort, the old man with ten thousand corpses pinched his hand and flicked it. A blood-colored aura the size of a rice grain flashed across instantly and merged into the dazzling golden sword light.
There was no shocking movement of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking. The two collided, and the sword light disappeared like the ice and snow melting. Along with it, the blood-red rice grain spiritual power also disappeared. In the late stage of the Foundation Building Realm and the early stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, the spiritual power was so strong that one was in the sky and the other was on the ground. With a sword with all his strength, the Ten Thousand Corpses Old Man was solved with just a flick.
With a strong breath, Zhao Jiuge's eyes gradually filled with anger. The long green sword was destroyed yesterday, and the only thing left on the magic weapon was the Lihuo flag. He gritted his teeth, shook his hands on his chest, formed seals on his palms, and let out a domineering and sweet dragon roar. The sound echoed all around, and the majestic flying dragon with golden patterns several feet in size hovered over Zhao Jiuge.
The old man Wan Zhi was surprised for a moment when he saw the appearance of the golden-patterned dragon, but he was just surprised for a moment. He returned to his indifference. He raised his hand lightly, and the blood-colored sword with condensed spiritual power appeared in his hand instantly. Even if the spiritual power of the Foundation Establishment Realm is not cultivated, it is still frantically absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth all the time and automatically converting it into spiritual power. Because of the Foundation Establishment Realm, the dantian formation has been completed and can be absorbed automatically.
Zhao Jiuge still needed time to refine the aura sword, but the old man with ten thousand corpses could complete it in an instant. He waved his right hand lightly, and the seemingly ordinary sword slashed towards the golden-patterned dragon, and the bloody sword light poured out. In the night, it looked like a river of blood in the sky.
Today's golden-patterned dragon is not only more compact, but also bigger. The golden dragon scales on its body are lifelike, exuding a pale golden light. When the sword light strikes, the dragon's eyes flash, and it is as fearless as ever. , Bare teeth dance and gallop away.
"Pfft..."
The golden dragon tail swung away from top to bottom against the wind against the bloody sword light. The bloody sword light splashed everywhere, and the spiritual power hit the surrounding trees, and the tree trunks suddenly broke in half. The golden-patterned dragon's body became dimmed, as if it was about to dissipate at any moment. The surface of the pale golden body was actually wrapped in the same gray smoke as yesterday, but this time it was thicker and more gloomy than yesterday.
The golden-patterned dragon roared in pain, rolling its body, claws frantically grabbing at the smoke wrapped around it. The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood and a gloomy aura due to this blow. The old man with ten thousand corpses did not expect that this sword blow would have such a result, and he was greatly surprised. However, this did not stop him from thinking of revenge, and his murderous intention was still cold.
Zhao Jiuge complained incessantly, but his dark eyes were still full of fighting spirit. He had knocked down the iron plate today. My heart kept shouting and roaring.
strength! strength! strength!
I have been bullied in the mountain village since I was a child. However, when I embarked on the path of spiritual cultivation, I have always been bullied by others. I yearn for strength in my heart. I must work hard to cultivate and never want to be stepped on by others again!
There was a flash of light in front of him. It was Li Huoqi whose silver surface was edged with gold. A crazy look appeared in his eyes, his teeth were gritted, and his face was ferocious. Regardless of the fact that he was injured yesterday and his spiritual energy was exhausted, and his body had just recovered, he was driving Li Huoqi!
Whoosh.
The fire was so bright that it immediately drove away the blood and gloom in the air, and the light brought by the dancing flames made Zhao Jiuge feel a little more comfortable in his heart. Seeing the surprised appearance of Li Huo, the old man with ten thousand corpses twisted his face and became cruel.
I didn't expect that this little boy would bring me so many surprises. I didn't want to waste time anymore. The old man with ten thousand corpses suddenly muttered something in his mouth, and a cloth flag half a person's height was erected in the void on his chest. The cloth banner is overall black and gray. Once it is sacrificed, the whole body is filled with rich Yin energy, and it is also filled with rich gray gas.
Suddenly, dark clouds gathered.
Even the silver moon in the night was quietly hiding behind the dark clouds. As the old man's handprints accelerated, his lips kept chanting, and the black and gray cloth flags buzzed and vibrated, as if there was something inside. To break out of the body.
Zhao Jiuge stared blankly at the mysterious cloth banner, the strange and terrifying movement, and for a moment he forgot to activate the Lihuo flag to attack. His beautiful eyes stared at the black and gray cloth banner in the hand of the old man with ten thousand corpses. When the black and gray cloth banner finally began to shake violently, his eyes were in disbelief and he stared, "Quick! Stop him quickly."
Zhao Jiuge came back to his senses after hearing Su Su's cry, and quickly used his spiritual power to activate the Lihuo flag. The ferocious flames turned into several fire snakes with fire waves, rolling towards the old man with ten thousand corpses.
But it's too late!
Only the horrified side appeared, a ferocious-looking woman's head, with disheveled hair, gray skin, and blood still remaining in the seven orifices, broke out of the banner, and nine babies of different shapes and equally gloomy spirits floated out behind her. For a time, the moonlight in the night sky was greatly eclipsed. Dark clouds loomed over the banners.
An unspeakable feeling of horror and gloom made Zhao Jiuge's scalp numb. Ever since he was a child, he had never seen such a horrifying scene. A woman's head and nine babies were still whimpering, just under the cloth banner. The void is swirling around, and there are gusts of dark wind.
Zhao Jiuge had goosebumps all over his body, his heart stopped for a moment, and his eyes shrank sharply.
Su Su's chest was also heaving at this time. Looking at the cruel and strange scene, her pleasant voice became a little sharp, and her expression was unbelievable: "How did you make the Nine Sons and Mother Flags! Such a creepy magic weapon, you Such a crazy thing actually kills you! You beast."