I don’t know if it’s because of its age, or because it’s just white marble with a different color. It was a green cow with slightly yellow skin, as if it was very old. The white-bearded old Taoist man on its back did not look as if he was riding a bull westward in a leisurely manner. Instead, he frowned.
The dark purple star in An Zheng's left eye flashed, and the weapon demon's running forward stopped abruptly. He even kept running.
He raised his hand and pressed the Qi Demon's shoulder, and the power of cultivation penetrated into it. After a moment, the Qi Demon's face was distorted, and his body was shaking violently.
There was a man standing there, who looked to be quite old. His body was a little stooped, and he was holding a cane in his hand. His body was strangely twisted, as if it had been broken and then rejoined. That way it makes people feel that he has connected it backwards, as if the back and front are on both sides of the body, so the distortion looks weird.
An Zheng didn't act rashly, he just stood there and looked at this person quietly. The old man didn't notice anyone coming in. After all, he was quite confident in his dark rune skills. No matter how many masters there are in this city, who would notice the cemetery under the night
An Zheng said: "I don't think people like you will keep any promises they make, and I'm not the kind of person who has the sentiments of a Holy Mother and can use them to whitewash you. You deserve to die, and I don't care. Accepting someone like you as my younger brother... Hey, Chen Xiaoyao seems a little angry if he says that."
An Zheng stood in front of the sculpture, and the voice calling him in his heart became clearer and clearer. There must be something wrong with this statue, but now in broad daylight, surrounded by the most elite border soldiers in western Daxi, it was difficult for An Zheng to stay for too long.
It was easy for An Zheng to enter the cemetery without telling these veterans, so it would certainly not be difficult if someone else wanted to enter. The closer An Zheng got to the cemetery, the more intense the fluctuations of the hell energy became.
As soon as An Zheng took a breath, the black energy suddenly changed its direction and came towards An Zheng, turning into the power of cultivation and injecting it into An Zheng's Dantian Qi sea.
Yes, he chose to escape without any hesitation. He used to be so arrogant in front of An Zheng that it took several of An Zheng and the others to practice the same technique together to barely restrain himself. The weapon demon at that time could easily kill An Zheng. But now, he didn't even have the courage to fight in front of An Zheng. Even though he has been constantly searching for such large tombs inside and outside Daxi to absorb the energy of the dead to make up for his losses, the gap is still too big.
An Zheng didn't come here during the day, but he could guess where this place was. Hangu Pass has always been a battleground for military strategists. How many soldiers have died in and outside Hangu Pass throughout the ages? It was after the fierce battle between the Central Plains cultivators who came west from Hangu Pass and the Western Regions cultivators in the desert that many bodies were brought back and buried here.
The cemetery is not well guarded, with only some veterans on duty. They are all veterans who have dedicated their lives to Daxi Border Pass. Now they can no longer go to the battlefield and can only do the trivial tasks of guarding the tomb. Cleaning the yard and removing weeds every day is a whole day.
Qi Mo laughed awkwardly: "I feel honored to be able to serve you. As long as I can do it, you can just ask me."
There was a soft buzzing sound, and from behind the tombstone closest to the man, a stream of black air flew out from inside and poured into the man's crutch.
When it got dark, An Zheng ate something casually in the inn, planning to go to the statue in the middle of the night. He cultivated behind closed doors in his room. During this period of time, there were successive battles in the Western Region. Although his cultivation progressed rapidly, it has not yet stabilized. In fact, with An Zheng's current strength at the seventh level of Xiaotian Realm, he can almost run amok even in Daxi.
These veterans walked back and forth mechanically, their eyes dull. From a distance, there seems to be nothing strange, but if you look closely, you will find that they seem to have lost their souls. Their stride size and movements are exactly the same. No one turned around, just looked straight ahead. And the path they walked seemed to have been set by someone, just going back and forth in such a large range.
An Zheng, who was waiting for time, suddenly realized, was it because he had obtained the Tianshu Sword, a sacred object of the Dao Sect, that the statue called to him? It is said that the Taoist ancestor had three sacred artifacts, one scroll, two Tianshu, and the third was his wine gourd. The Tianshu Sword later ended up in the Western Regions for unknown reasons and became the property of Yatuo Angge. Fortunately, Yatuo Angge was killed this time, and the Taoist sacred relics returned to the Central Plains.
The only people who can defeat him are those at the pinnacle of the Little Heaven Realm. And how many practitioners of this level are there even if we look at the whole Daxi? Even An Zheng himself did not expect that his practice in this life would be so smooth and rapid. Although the time it took to reach the peak of the Little Heaven Realm was not that long compared to other practitioners, it was still far behind compared to this life.
There was a man standing there, who looked to be quite old. His body was a little stooped, and he was holding a cane in his hand. His body was strangely twisted, as if it had been broken and then rejoined. That way it makes people feel that he has connected it backwards, as if the back and front are on both sides of the body, so the distortion looks weird.
The only people who can defeat him are those at the pinnacle of the Little Heaven Realm. And how many practitioners of this level are there even if we look at the whole Daxi? Even An Zheng himself did not expect that his practice in this life would be so smooth and rapid. Although the time it took to reach the peak of the Little Heaven Realm was not that long compared to other practitioners, it was still far behind compared to this life.
The dark purple star in An Zheng's left eye flashed, and the weapon demon's running forward stopped abruptly. He even kept running.
An Zheng didn't come here during the day, but he could guess where this place was. Hangu Pass has always been a battleground for military strategists. How many soldiers have died in and outside Hangu Pass throughout the ages? It was after the fierce battle between the Central Plains cultivators who came west from Hangu Pass and the Western Regions cultivators in the desert that many bodies were brought back and buried here.
He dragged the demon back backwards and found a random place to throw the demon there: "Now draw it for me, be careful, and I will take you in with me. Haven't you always wanted to see what hell is like?" I will satisfy you. You can teach me a magic circle that will perish with me..."
He dragged the demon back backwards and found a random place to throw the demon there: "Now draw it for me, be careful, and I will take you in with me. Haven't you always wanted to see what hell is like?" I will satisfy you. You can teach me a magic circle that will perish with me..."
An Zheng, who was waiting for time, suddenly realized, was it because he had obtained the Tianshu Sword, a sacred object of the Dao Sect, that the statue called to him? It is said that the Taoist ancestor had three sacred artifacts, one scroll, two Tianshu, and the third was his wine gourd. The Tianshu Sword later ended up in the Western Regions for unknown reasons and became the property of Yatuo Angge. Fortunately, Yatuo Angge was killed this time, and the Taoist sacred relics returned to the Central Plains.
The only people who can defeat him are those at the pinnacle of the Little Heaven Realm. And how many practitioners of this level are there even if we look at the whole Daxi? Even An Zheng himself did not expect that his practice in this life would be so smooth and rapid. Although the time it took to reach the peak of the Little Heaven Realm was not that long compared to other practitioners, it was still far behind compared to this life.
The only people who can defeat him are those at the pinnacle of the Little Heaven Realm. And how many practitioners of this level are there even if we look at the whole Daxi? Even An Zheng himself did not expect that his practice in this life would be so smooth and rapid. Although the time it took to reach the peak of the Little Heaven Realm was not that long compared to other practitioners, it was still far behind compared to this life.
"run?"
The surroundings were eerily quiet, and An Zheng stood there looking at the figures in the open space.
After the first black energy appeared, all the tombs in that area began to change. Streams of black energy drifted toward the man's crutch, and the man's expression became lustful. Buried here are masters who died in and outside Hangu Pass. Even if they die, they still contain some power in their bodies. This person actually came here to steal the power of dead people.
The cemetery is not well guarded, with only some veterans on duty. They are all veterans who have dedicated their lives to Daxi Border Pass. Now they can no longer go to the battlefield and can only do the trivial tasks of guarding the tomb. Cleaning the yard and removing weeds every day is a whole day.
In the middle of the night, when everyone was quiet, An Zheng got up and left the inn to go to the statue of Dao Zu riding a bull. When he was halfway there, the hell energy in his body suddenly reacted, and An Zheng subconsciously turned his head to look in another direction. After pondering for a moment, An Zheng chose to head towards the place where the hell energy appeared. The Zhengcheng Sect is almost destroyed, and this is Daxi. How can the aura of hell appear
An Zheng didn't act rashly, he just stood there and looked at this person quietly. The old man didn't notice anyone coming in. After all, he was quite confident in his dark rune skills. No matter how many masters there are in this city, who would notice the cemetery under the night
"How could you... enter the country so quickly?"
As soon as An Zheng let go, the weapon demon's body fell to the ground involuntarily. He lay there trembling, like a shrimp that had been electrocuted.
The pale moonlight shone in the cemetery, and the trees in the cemetery looked like monsters waving their teeth and claws. When the wind blows, they seem ready to move and kill at any moment. An Zheng noticed that not only the veterans in the cemetery were controlled, but every tree and even every blade of grass was controlled. Hell-type runes are all over this cemetery. Does anyone want to control the cemetery? !
It was easy for An Zheng to enter the cemetery without telling these veterans, so it would certainly not be difficult if someone else wanted to enter. The closer An Zheng got to the cemetery, the more intense the fluctuations of the hell energy became.
Evil practices.
"You're in luck."
An Zheng raised his Yaksha umbrella, used the power of Dao Zong's seal to hide his cultivation, and headed over there under the cover of night. After arriving at the place, An Zheng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. This place... was a cemetery.
"just kill me."
An Zheng didn't come here during the day, but he could guess where this place was. Hangu Pass has always been a battleground for military strategists. How many soldiers have died in and outside Hangu Pass throughout the ages? It was after the fierce battle between the Central Plains cultivators who came west from Hangu Pass and the Western Regions cultivators in the desert that many bodies were brought back and buried here.
An Zheng didn't come here during the day, but he could guess where this place was. Hangu Pass has always been a battleground for military strategists. How many soldiers have died in and outside Hangu Pass throughout the ages? It was after the fierce battle between the Central Plains cultivators who came west from Hangu Pass and the Western Regions cultivators in the desert that many bodies were brought back and buried here.
There was a man standing there, who looked to be quite old. His body was a little stooped, and he was holding a cane in his hand. His body was strangely twisted, as if it had been broken and then rejoined. That way it makes people feel that he has connected it backwards, as if the back and front are on both sides of the body, so the distortion looks weird.
These veterans walked back and forth mechanically, their eyes dull. From a distance, there seems to be nothing strange, but if you look closely, you will find that they seem to have lost their souls. Their stride size and movements are exactly the same. No one turned around, just looked straight ahead. And the path they walked seemed to have been set by someone, just going back and forth in such a large range.
When it got dark, An Zheng ate something casually in the inn, planning to go to the statue in the middle of the night. He cultivated behind closed doors in his room. During this period of time, there were successive battles in the Western Region. Although his cultivation progressed rapidly, it has not yet stabilized. In fact, with An Zheng's current strength at the seventh level of Xiaotian Realm, he can almost run amok even in Daxi.
An Zheng didn't act rashly, he just stood there and looked at this person quietly. The old man didn't notice anyone coming in. After all, he was quite confident in his dark rune skills. No matter how many masters there are in this city, who would notice the cemetery under the night
"just kill me."
An Zheng suddenly thought of an interesting sentence in Zi Luo's notes. I used to be indifferent to you, but now you can't reach me... After thinking about it, I really can't say it. It doesn't fit in with the current scene, and it's too petty. . When An Zheng first saw this sentence, he couldn't help but think about what the hell Zi Luo had been through.
After dragging him to the door, An Zheng looked back and said, "Well, this place is quite quiet. I'll give you a few days to teach me how to build a rune circle. It's very simple, as long as it can open the passage into hell. ”
Yes, he chose to escape without any hesitation. He used to be so arrogant in front of An Zheng that it took several of An Zheng and the others to practice the same technique together to barely restrain himself. The weapon demon at that time could easily kill An Zheng. But now, he didn't even have the courage to fight in front of An Zheng. Even though he has been constantly searching for such large tombs inside and outside Daxi to absorb the energy of the dead to make up for his losses, the gap is still too big.
The cemetery is not well guarded, with only some veterans on duty. They are all veterans who have dedicated their lives to Daxi Border Pass. Now they can no longer go to the battlefield and can only do the trivial tasks of guarding the tomb. Cleaning the yard and removing weeds every day is a whole day.
An Zheng glanced at the blood bead bracelet, smiled and said, "Master, can I clean up the house for you?"
There was a soft buzzing sound, and from behind the tombstone closest to the man, a stream of black air flew out from inside and poured into the man's crutch.
The dark purple star in An Zheng's left eye flashed, and the weapon demon's running forward stopped abruptly. He even kept running.
It was easy for An Zheng to enter the cemetery without telling these veterans, so it would certainly not be difficult if someone else wanted to enter. The closer An Zheng got to the cemetery, the more intense the fluctuations of the hell energy became.
An Zheng looked at Qi Mo and said, "That day in their house, I felt your presence. It's just that you didn't even have the courage to fight me. You're in such a state of desolation. How can you still live?"
The only people who can defeat him are those at the pinnacle of the Little Heaven Realm. And how many practitioners of this level are there even if we look at the whole Daxi? Even An Zheng himself did not expect that his practice in this life would be so smooth and rapid. Although the time it took to reach the peak of the Little Heaven Realm was not that long compared to other practitioners, it was still far behind compared to this life.
An Zheng walked towards the inside, hoping that the aura of hell would not trigger the rune warning. The further you go, the more densely packed the runes are. After walking about a few hundred meters, An Zheng stopped. There is a slightly larger open space in the distance, and the tombstones inside are larger than those outside. It is obviously the burial place of people who once had a prominent status or outstanding military exploits. The white moonlight shone on those tombstones, and even the tombstones turned into pale human faces.
"You've spent hundreds of years of cultivation because I can't use it. All I need is your mind's understanding of the runes. Of course you can refuse me, then I'll just kill you."
These veterans walked back and forth mechanically, their eyes dull. From a distance, there seems to be nothing strange, but if you look closely, you will find that they seem to have lost their souls. Their stride size and movements are exactly the same. No one turned around, just looked straight ahead. And the path they walked seemed to have been set by someone, just going back and forth in such a large range.
There are tombstones all around, looking eerie in the night. The number of tombstones here is frightening, stretching from An Zheng's eyes to halfway up the mountain. Some of the tombstones are broken and the names of the victims cannot be seen on them. An Zheng suddenly realized that something was wrong with the veterans on duty. He approached them holding a Yaksha umbrella, and his expression suddenly changed.
There was a soft buzzing sound, and from behind the tombstone closest to the man, a stream of black air flew out from inside and poured into the man's crutch.
Qi Mo: "What on earth are you going to do?"
An Zheng didn't act rashly, he just stood there and looked at this person quietly. The old man didn't notice anyone coming in. After all, he was quite confident in his dark rune skills. No matter how many masters there are in this city, who would notice the cemetery under the night
These veterans walked back and forth mechanically, their eyes dull. From a distance, there seems to be nothing strange, but if you look closely, you will find that they seem to have lost their souls. Their stride size and movements are exactly the same. No one turned around, just looked straight ahead. And the path they walked seemed to have been set by someone, just going back and forth in such a large range.
An Zheng raised his Yaksha umbrella, used the power of Dao Zong's seal to hide his cultivation, and headed over there under the cover of night. After arriving at the place, An Zheng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. This place... was a cemetery.
An Zheng raised his Yaksha umbrella, used the power of Dao Zong's seal to hide his cultivation, and headed over there under the cover of night. After arriving at the place, An Zheng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. This place... was a cemetery.
"You're in luck."
He dragged Qi Mo by his feet, but Qi Mo couldn't even make a sound.
The cemetery is not well guarded, with only some veterans on duty. They are all veterans who have dedicated their lives to Daxi Border Pass. Now they can no longer go to the battlefield and can only do the trivial tasks of guarding the tomb. Cleaning the yard and removing weeds every day is a whole day.
An Zheng raised his Yaksha umbrella, used the power of Dao Zong's seal to hide his cultivation, and headed over there under the cover of night. After arriving at the place, An Zheng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. This place... was a cemetery.
They are just a few veterans who have lost their former grace. Who would come to the cemetery to attack them? An Zheng closed his right eye, and the three dark purple stars in his left eye slowly rotated.
Yes, he chose to escape without any hesitation. He used to be so arrogant in front of An Zheng that it took several of An Zheng and the others to practice the same technique together to barely restrain himself. The weapon demon at that time could easily kill An Zheng. But now, he didn't even have the courage to fight in front of An Zheng. Even though he has been constantly searching for such large tombs inside and outside Daxi to absorb the energy of the dead to make up for his losses, the gap is still too big.
An Zheng looked at the weapon demon and said: "If I met you too early, maybe I would kill you directly. But not now, tell me how lucky you are. I just need someone like you, so you show up No need to go to Guanxing Pavilion to arrest people."
The weapon demon turned around suddenly, and his first reaction after seeing An Zheng was... run away!
They are just a few veterans who have lost their former grace. Who would come to the cemetery to attack them? An Zheng closed his right eye, and the three dark purple stars in his left eye slowly rotated.
He dragged Qi Mo by his feet, but Qi Mo couldn't even make a sound.
As soon as An Zheng took a breath, the black energy suddenly changed its direction and came towards An Zheng, turning into the power of cultivation and injecting it into An Zheng's Dantian Qi sea.
Those people were indeed controlled, and not only that, a hell rune was planted in their bodies. These people will react whenever someone comes near. In other words, someone turned them into police posts. These veterans are extremely sensitive to the breath of living people, and they will detect it as soon as someone comes in. Then the runes in their bodies will sound a warning, and the person who planted the runes will know that someone is coming.
An Zheng said: "I don't think people like you will keep any promises they make, and I'm not the kind of person who has the sentiments of a Holy Mother and can use them to whitewash you. You deserve to die, and I don't care. Accepting someone like you as my younger brother... Hey, Chen Xiaoyao seems a little angry if he says that."
The weapon demon turned around suddenly, and his first reaction after seeing An Zheng was... run away!
An Zheng walked towards the inside, hoping that the aura of hell would not trigger the rune warning. The further you go, the more densely packed the runes are. After walking about a few hundred meters, An Zheng stopped. There is a slightly larger open space in the distance, and the tombstones inside are larger than those outside. It is obviously the burial place of people who once had a prominent status or outstanding military exploits. The white moonlight shone on those tombstones, and even the tombstones turned into pale human faces.
Evil practices.
"OK."
An Zheng replied: "I have nothing to do, go to hell and have fun."
An Zheng glanced at the blood bead bracelet, smiled and said, "Master, can I clean up the house for you?"
It was easy for An Zheng to enter the cemetery without telling these veterans, so it would certainly not be difficult if someone else wanted to enter. The closer An Zheng got to the cemetery, the more intense the fluctuations of the hell energy became.
"The dark weapon demon of the dignified Demon Sect used fake death to escape last time. This time it was even worse. He actually came here to steal the power of a dead person. If I remember correctly, you should have been in Daxi's Jinling not long ago. He is a guest of a big family in the city."
If An Zheng hadn't sealed off his cultivation and had the aura of hell in his body, he might have been noticed as soon as he entered.
He raised his right hand holding the crutch upwards, and something on the crutch began to glow slightly. As he raised his hand, An Zheng felt that the entire cemetery became restless. Even the hell energy in An Zheng's body was faintly fluctuating, as if it was being attracted by something.
An Zheng looked at Qi Mo and said, "That day in their house, I felt your presence. It's just that you didn't even have the courage to fight me. You're in such a state of desolation. How can you still live?"
An Zheng, who was waiting for time, suddenly realized, was it because he had obtained the Tianshu Sword, a sacred object of the Dao Sect, that the statue called to him? It is said that the Taoist ancestor had three sacred artifacts, one scroll, two Tianshu, and the third was his wine gourd. The Tianshu Sword later ended up in the Western Regions for unknown reasons and became the property of Yatuo Angge. Fortunately, Yatuo Angge was killed this time, and the Taoist sacred relics returned to the Central Plains.
The pale moonlight shone in the cemetery, and the trees in the cemetery looked like monsters waving their teeth and claws. When the wind blows, they seem ready to move and kill at any moment. An Zheng noticed that not only the veterans in the cemetery were controlled, but every tree and even every blade of grass was controlled. Hell-type runes are all over this cemetery. Does anyone want to control the cemetery? !
The dark purple star in An Zheng's left eye flashed, and the weapon demon's running forward stopped abruptly. He even kept running.
An Zheng glanced at the blood bead bracelet, smiled and said, "Master, can I clean up the house for you?"
The weapon demon turned around suddenly, and his first reaction after seeing An Zheng was... run away!
An Zheng walked towards the inside, hoping that the aura of hell would not trigger the rune warning. The further you go, the more densely packed the runes are. After walking about a few hundred meters, An Zheng stopped. There is a slightly larger open space in the distance, and the tombstones inside are larger than those outside. It is obviously the burial place of people who once had a prominent status or outstanding military exploits. The white moonlight shone on those tombstones, and even the tombstones turned into pale human faces.
Qi Mo: "What on earth are you going to do?"
He dragged Qi Mo by his feet, but Qi Mo couldn't even make a sound.
An Zheng snapped his fingers, and a black fire from hell appeared on his fingertips: "Maybe I can't die?"
The weapon demon turned around suddenly, and his first reaction after seeing An Zheng was... run away!
The Qi Demon's face was as white as paper, and there was only fear in his eyes.
The only people who can defeat him are those at the pinnacle of the Little Heaven Realm. And how many practitioners of this level are there even if we look at the whole Daxi? Even An Zheng himself did not expect that his practice in this life would be so smooth and rapid. Although the time it took to reach the peak of the Little Heaven Realm was not that long compared to other practitioners, it was still far behind compared to this life.
After the first black energy appeared, all the tombs in that area began to change. Streams of black energy drifted toward the man's crutch, and the man's expression became lustful. Buried here are masters who died in and outside Hangu Pass. Even if they die, they still contain some power in their bodies. This person actually came here to steal the power of dead people.
The Qi Demon's face was as white as paper, and there was only fear in his eyes.
The surroundings were eerily quiet, and An Zheng stood there looking at the figures in the open space.
They are just a few veterans who have lost their former grace. Who would come to the cemetery to attack them? An Zheng closed his right eye, and the three dark purple stars in his left eye slowly rotated.
If An Zheng hadn't sealed off his cultivation and had the aura of hell in his body, he might have been noticed as soon as he entered.
An Zheng replied: "I have nothing to do, go to hell and have fun."
There are tombstones all around, looking eerie in the night. The number of tombstones here is frightening, stretching from An Zheng's eyes to halfway up the mountain. Some of the tombstones are broken and the names of the victims cannot be seen on them. An Zheng suddenly realized that something was wrong with the veterans on duty. He approached them holding a Yaksha umbrella, and his expression suddenly changed.
These veterans walked back and forth mechanically, their eyes dull. From a distance, there seems to be nothing strange, but if you look closely, you will find that they seem to have lost their souls. Their stride size and movements are exactly the same. No one turned around, just looked straight ahead. And the path they walked seemed to have been set by someone, just going back and forth in such a large range.
An Zheng suddenly thought of an interesting sentence in Zi Luo's notes. I used to be indifferent to you, but now you can't reach me... After thinking about it, I really can't say it. It doesn't fit in with the current scene, and it's too petty. . When An Zheng first saw this sentence, he couldn't help but think about what the hell Zi Luo had been through.
There was a man standing there, who looked to be quite old. His body was a little stooped, and he was holding a cane in his hand. His body was strangely twisted, as if it had been broken and then rejoined. That way it makes people feel that he has connected it backwards, as if the back and front are on both sides of the body, so the distortion looks weird.
"The dark weapon demon of the dignified Demon Sect used fake death to escape last time. This time it was even worse. He actually came here to steal the power of a dead person. If I remember correctly, you should have been in Daxi's Jinling not long ago. He is a guest of a big family in the city."
Evil practices.
The weapon demon turned around suddenly, and his first reaction after seeing An Zheng was... run away!
These veterans walked back and forth mechanically, their eyes dull. From a distance, there seems to be nothing strange, but if you look closely, you will find that they seem to have lost their souls. Their stride size and movements are exactly the same. No one turned around, just looked straight ahead. And the path they walked seemed to have been set by someone, just going back and forth in such a large range.
An Zheng looked at Qi Mo and said, "That day in their house, I felt your presence. It's just that you didn't even have the courage to fight me. You're in such a state of desolation. How can you still live?"
An Zheng walked over slowly, walked around to take a look in front of Qi Mo, and then sighed: "When I first saw you, that face scared me. It was really scary. Now that I see you, this face is... Only ugliness remains.”
An Zheng didn't act rashly, he just stood there and looked at this person quietly. The old man didn't notice anyone coming in. After all, he was quite confident in his dark rune skills. No matter how many masters there are in this city, who would notice the cemetery under the night
An Zheng stood in front of the sculpture, and the voice calling him in his heart became clearer and clearer. There must be something wrong with this statue, but now in broad daylight, surrounded by the most elite border soldiers in western Daxi, it was difficult for An Zheng to stay for too long.
"You've spent hundreds of years of cultivation because I can't use it. All I need is your mind's understanding of the runes. Of course you can refuse me, then I'll just kill you."
"The dark weapon demon of the dignified Demon Sect used fake death to escape last time. This time it was even worse. He actually came here to steal the power of a dead person. If I remember correctly, you should have been in Daxi's Jinling not long ago. He is a guest of a big family in the city."
The cemetery is not well guarded, with only some veterans on duty. They are all veterans who have dedicated their lives to Daxi Border Pass. Now they can no longer go to the battlefield and can only do the trivial tasks of guarding the tomb. Cleaning the yard and removing weeds every day is a whole day.
An Zheng raised his Yaksha umbrella, used the power of Dao Zong's seal to hide his cultivation, and headed over there under the cover of night. After arriving at the place, An Zheng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. This place... was a cemetery.
The dark purple star in An Zheng's left eye flashed, and the weapon demon's running forward stopped abruptly. He even kept running.
There was a man standing there, who looked to be quite old. His body was a little stooped, and he was holding a cane in his hand. His body was strangely twisted, as if it had been broken and then rejoined. That way it makes people feel that he has connected it backwards, as if the back and front are on both sides of the body, so the distortion looks weird.
He raised his right hand holding the crutch upwards, and something on the crutch began to glow slightly. As he raised his hand, An Zheng felt that the entire cemetery became restless. Even the hell energy in An Zheng's body was faintly fluctuating, as if it was being attracted by something.
Qi Mo: "What on earth are you going to do?"
"just kill me."
There was a soft buzzing sound, and from behind the tombstone closest to the man, a stream of black air flew out from inside and poured into the man's crutch.
There was a soft buzzing sound, and from behind the tombstone closest to the man, a stream of black air flew out from inside and poured into the man's crutch.
There are tombstones all around, looking eerie in the night. The number of tombstones here is frightening, stretching from An Zheng's eyes to halfway up the mountain. Some of the tombstones are broken and the names of the victims cannot be seen on them. An Zheng suddenly realized that something was wrong with the veterans on duty. He approached them holding a Yaksha umbrella, and his expression suddenly changed.
They are just a few veterans who have lost their former grace. Who would come to the cemetery to attack them? An Zheng closed his right eye, and the three dark purple stars in his left eye slowly rotated.
An Zheng said: "I don't think people like you will keep any promises they make, and I'm not the kind of person who has the sentiments of a Holy Mother and can use them to whitewash you. You deserve to die, and I don't care. Accepting someone like you as my younger brother... Hey, Chen Xiaoyao seems a little angry if he says that."
An Zheng lowered his head, broke Qi Mo's arm with a click, and then pointed his bent arm at Qi Mo's heart: "I'll give you a chance to say it again."
"The dark weapon demon of the dignified Demon Sect used fake death to escape last time. This time it was even worse. He actually came here to steal the power of a dead person. If I remember correctly, you should have been in Daxi's Jinling not long ago. He is a guest of a big family in the city."
Qi Mo laughed awkwardly: "I feel honored to be able to serve you. As long as I can do it, you can just ask me."
After the first black energy appeared, all the tombs in that area began to change. Streams of black energy drifted toward the man's crutch, and the man's expression became lustful. Buried here are masters who died in and outside Hangu Pass. Even if they die, they still contain some power in their bodies. This person actually came here to steal the power of dead people.
The only people who can defeat him are those at the pinnacle of the Little Heaven Realm. And how many practitioners of this level are there even if we look at the whole Daxi? Even An Zheng himself did not expect that his practice in this life would be so smooth and rapid. Although the time it took to reach the peak of the Little Heaven Realm was not that long compared to other practitioners, it was still far behind compared to this life.
The only people who can defeat him are those at the pinnacle of the Little Heaven Realm. And how many practitioners of this level are there even if we look at the whole Daxi? Even An Zheng himself did not expect that his practice in this life would be so smooth and rapid. Although the time it took to reach the peak of the Little Heaven Realm was not that long compared to other practitioners, it was still far behind compared to this life.
They are just a few veterans who have lost their former grace. Who would come to the cemetery to attack them? An Zheng closed his right eye, and the three dark purple stars in his left eye slowly rotated.
After dragging him to the door, An Zheng looked back and said, "Well, this place is quite quiet. I'll give you a few days to teach me how to build a rune circle. It's very simple, as long as it can open the passage into hell. ”
In the middle of the night, when everyone was quiet, An Zheng got up and left the inn to go to the statue of Dao Zu riding a bull. When he was halfway there, the hell energy in his body suddenly reacted, and An Zheng subconsciously turned his head to look in another direction. After pondering for a moment, An Zheng chose to head towards the place where the hell energy appeared. The Zhengcheng Sect is almost destroyed, and this is Daxi. How can the aura of hell appear
As soon as An Zheng took a breath, the black energy suddenly changed its direction and came towards An Zheng, turning into the power of cultivation and injecting it into An Zheng's Dantian Qi sea.
He raised his hand and pressed the Qi Demon's shoulder, and the power of cultivation penetrated into it. After a moment, the Qi Demon's face was distorted, and his body was shaking violently.
An Zheng suddenly thought of an interesting sentence in Zi Luo's notes. I used to be indifferent to you, but now you can't reach me... After thinking about it, I really can't say it. It doesn't fit in with the current scene, and it's too petty. . When An Zheng first saw this sentence, he couldn't help but think about what the hell Zi Luo had been through.
"just kill me."
"The dark weapon demon of the dignified Demon Sect used fake death to escape last time. This time it was even worse. He actually came here to steal the power of a dead person. If I remember correctly, you should have been in Daxi's Jinling not long ago. He is a guest of a big family in the city."
An Zheng looked at Qi Mo and said, "That day in their house, I felt your presence. It's just that you didn't even have the courage to fight me. You're in such a state of desolation. How can you still live?"
As soon as An Zheng let go, the weapon demon's body fell to the ground involuntarily. He lay there trembling, like a shrimp that had been electrocuted.
Those people were indeed controlled, and not only that, a hell rune was planted in their bodies. These people will react whenever someone comes near. In other words, someone turned them into police posts. These veterans are extremely sensitive to the breath of living people, and they will detect it as soon as someone comes in. Then the runes in their bodies will sound a warning, and the person who planted the runes will know that someone is coming.
"The dark weapon demon of the dignified Demon Sect used fake death to escape last time. This time it was even worse. He actually came here to steal the power of a dead person. If I remember correctly, you should have been in Daxi's Jinling not long ago. He is a guest of a big family in the city."
I don’t know if it’s because of its age, or because it’s just white marble with a different color. It was a green cow with slightly yellow skin, as if it was very old. The white-bearded old Taoist man on its back did not look as if he was riding a bull westward in a leisurely manner. Instead, he frowned.
He raised his hand and pressed the Qi Demon's shoulder, and the power of cultivation penetrated into it. After a moment, the Qi Demon's face was distorted, and his body was shaking violently.
Qi Mo: "What on earth are you going to do?"
There are tombstones all around, looking eerie in the night. The number of tombstones here is frightening, stretching from An Zheng's eyes to halfway up the mountain. Some of the tombstones are broken and the names of the victims cannot be seen on them. An Zheng suddenly realized that something was wrong with the veterans on duty. He approached them holding a Yaksha umbrella, and his expression suddenly changed.
An Zheng looked at Qi Mo and said, "That day in their house, I felt your presence. It's just that you didn't even have the courage to fight me. You're in such a state of desolation. How can you still live?"
An Zheng glanced at the blood bead bracelet, smiled and said, "Master, can I clean up the house for you?"
Qi Mo: "What on earth are you going to do?"
The weapon demon turned around suddenly, and his first reaction after seeing An Zheng was... run away!
After dragging him to the door, An Zheng looked back and said, "Well, this place is quite quiet. I'll give you a few days to teach me how to build a rune circle. It's very simple, as long as it can open the passage into hell. ”
If An Zheng hadn't sealed off his cultivation and had the aura of hell in his body, he might have been noticed as soon as he entered.
Those people were indeed controlled, and not only that, a hell rune was planted in their bodies. These people will react whenever someone comes near. In other words, someone turned them into police posts. These veterans are extremely sensitive to the breath of living people, and they will detect it as soon as someone comes in. Then the runes in their bodies will sound a warning, and the person who planted the runes will know that someone is coming.
"just kill me."
The pale moonlight shone in the cemetery, and the trees in the cemetery looked like monsters waving their teeth and claws. When the wind blows, they seem ready to move and kill at any moment. An Zheng noticed that not only the veterans in the cemetery were controlled, but every tree and even every blade of grass was controlled. Hell-type runes are all over this cemetery. Does anyone want to control the cemetery? !
He raised his hand and pressed the Qi Demon's shoulder, and the power of cultivation penetrated into it. After a moment, the Qi Demon's face was distorted, and his body was shaking violently.
As soon as An Zheng took a breath, the black energy suddenly changed its direction and came towards An Zheng, turning into the power of cultivation and injecting it into An Zheng's Dantian Qi sea.
Yes, he chose to escape without any hesitation. He used to be so arrogant in front of An Zheng that it took several of An Zheng and the others to practice the same technique together to barely restrain himself. The weapon demon at that time could easily kill An Zheng. But now, he didn't even have the courage to fight in front of An Zheng. Even though he has been constantly searching for such large tombs inside and outside Daxi to absorb the energy of the dead to make up for his losses, the gap is still too big.
As soon as An Zheng let go, the weapon demon's body fell to the ground involuntarily. He lay there trembling, like a shrimp that had been electrocuted.
The Qi Demon's face was as white as paper, and there was only fear in his eyes.
An Zheng snapped his fingers, and a black fire from hell appeared on his fingertips: "Maybe I can't die?"
He dragged Qi Mo by his feet, but Qi Mo couldn't even make a sound.
"run?"
Evil practices.
An Zheng lowered his head, broke Qi Mo's arm with a click, and then pointed his bent arm at Qi Mo's heart: "I'll give you a chance to say it again."
An Zheng stood in front of the sculpture, and the voice calling him in his heart became clearer and clearer. There must be something wrong with this statue, but now in broad daylight, surrounded by the most elite border soldiers in western Daxi, it was difficult for An Zheng to stay for too long.
The only people who can defeat him are those at the pinnacle of the Little Heaven Realm. And how many practitioners of this level are there even if we look at the whole Daxi? Even An Zheng himself did not expect that his practice in this life would be so smooth and rapid. Although the time it took to reach the peak of the Little Heaven Realm was not that long compared to other practitioners, it was still far behind compared to this life.
An Zheng raised his Yaksha umbrella, used the power of Dao Zong's seal to hide his cultivation, and headed over there under the cover of night. After arriving at the place, An Zheng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. This place... was a cemetery.
Qi Mo: "What on earth are you going to do?"
As soon as An Zheng let go, the weapon demon's body fell to the ground involuntarily. He lay there trembling, like a shrimp that had been electrocuted.
The dark purple star in An Zheng's left eye flashed, and the weapon demon's running forward stopped abruptly. He even kept running.
The only people who can defeat him are those at the pinnacle of the Little Heaven Realm. And how many practitioners of this level are there even if we look at the whole Daxi? Even An Zheng himself did not expect that his practice in this life would be so smooth and rapid. Although the time it took to reach the peak of the Little Heaven Realm was not that long compared to other practitioners, it was still far behind compared to this life.
"You're in luck."
There was a man standing there, who looked to be quite old. His body was a little stooped, and he was holding a cane in his hand. His body was strangely twisted, as if it had been broken and then rejoined. That way it makes people feel that he has connected it backwards, as if the back and front are on both sides of the body, so the distortion looks weird.
"run?"
An Zheng looked at the weapon demon and said: "If I met you too early, maybe I would kill you directly. But not now, tell me how lucky you are. I just need someone like you, so you show up No need to go to Guanxing Pavilion to arrest people."
Evil practices.
An Zheng walked over slowly, walked around to take a look in front of Qi Mo, and then sighed: "When I first saw you, that face scared me. It was really scary. Now that I see you, this face is... Only ugliness remains.”
These veterans walked back and forth mechanically, their eyes dull. From a distance, there seems to be nothing strange, but if you look closely, you will find that they seem to have lost their souls. Their stride size and movements are exactly the same. No one turned around, just looked straight ahead. And the path they walked seemed to have been set by someone, just going back and forth in such a large range.
There was a man standing there, who looked to be quite old. His body was a little stooped, and he was holding a cane in his hand. His body was strangely twisted, as if it had been broken and then rejoined. That way it makes people feel that he has connected it backwards, as if the back and front are on both sides of the body, so the distortion looks weird.
He dragged Qi Mo by his feet, but Qi Mo couldn't even make a sound.
Evil practices.
They are just a few veterans who have lost their former grace. Who would come to the cemetery to attack them? An Zheng closed his right eye, and the three dark purple stars in his left eye slowly rotated.
An Zheng didn't act rashly, he just stood there and looked at this person quietly. The old man didn't notice anyone coming in. After all, he was quite confident in his dark rune skills. No matter how many masters there are in this city, who would notice the cemetery under the night
"How could you... enter the country so quickly?"
Qi Mo: "What on earth are you going to do?"
An Zheng snapped his fingers, and a black fire from hell appeared on his fingertips: "Maybe I can't die?"
As soon as An Zheng took a breath, the black energy suddenly changed its direction and came towards An Zheng, turning into the power of cultivation and injecting it into An Zheng's Dantian Qi sea.
As soon as An Zheng let go, the weapon demon's body fell to the ground involuntarily. He lay there trembling, like a shrimp that had been electrocuted.
An Zheng suddenly thought of an interesting sentence in Zi Luo's notes. I used to be indifferent to you, but now you can't reach me... After thinking about it, I really can't say it. It doesn't fit in with the current scene, and it's too petty. . When An Zheng first saw this sentence, he couldn't help but think about what the hell Zi Luo had been through.
It was easy for An Zheng to enter the cemetery without telling these veterans, so it would certainly not be difficult if someone else wanted to enter. The closer An Zheng got to the cemetery, the more intense the fluctuations of the hell energy became.
"OK."
The Qi Demon's face was as white as paper, and there was only fear in his eyes.
An Zheng replied: "I have nothing to do, go to hell and have fun."
The pale moonlight shone in the cemetery, and the trees in the cemetery looked like monsters waving their teeth and claws. When the wind blows, they seem ready to move and kill at any moment. An Zheng noticed that not only the veterans in the cemetery were controlled, but every tree and even every blade of grass was controlled. Hell-type runes are all over this cemetery. Does anyone want to control the cemetery? !
An Zheng looked at Qi Mo and said, "That day in their house, I felt your presence. It's just that you didn't even have the courage to fight me. You're in such a state of desolation. How can you still live?"
"run?"
An Zheng lowered his head, broke Qi Mo's arm with a click, and then pointed his bent arm at Qi Mo's heart: "I'll give you a chance to say it again."
"OK."
An Zheng suddenly thought of an interesting sentence in Zi Luo's notes. I used to be indifferent to you, but now you can't reach me... After thinking about it, I really can't say it. It doesn't fit in with the current scene, and it's too petty. . When An Zheng first saw this sentence, he couldn't help but think about what the hell Zi Luo had been through.
The cemetery is not well guarded, with only some veterans on duty. They are all veterans who have dedicated their lives to Daxi Border Pass. Now they can no longer go to the battlefield and can only do the trivial tasks of guarding the tomb. Cleaning the yard and removing weeds every day is a whole day.
The only people who can defeat him are those at the pinnacle of the Little Heaven Realm. And how many practitioners of this level are there even if we look at the whole Daxi? Even An Zheng himself did not expect that his practice in this life would be so smooth and rapid. Although the time it took to reach the peak of the Little Heaven Realm was not that long compared to other practitioners, it was still far behind compared to this life.
The surroundings were eerily quiet, and An Zheng stood there looking at the figures in the open space.
He dragged the demon back backwards and found a random place to throw the demon there: "Now draw it for me, be careful, and I will take you in with me. Haven't you always wanted to see what hell is like?" I will satisfy you. You can teach me a magic circle that will perish with me..."
"You're in luck."
After dragging him to the door, An Zheng looked back and said, "Well, this place is quite quiet. I'll give you a few days to teach me how to build a rune circle. It's very simple, as long as it can open the passage into hell. ”
The dark purple star in An Zheng's left eye flashed, and the weapon demon's running forward stopped abruptly. He even kept running.
The Qi Demon's face was as white as paper, and there was only fear in his eyes.
An Zheng looked at the weapon demon and said: "If I met you too early, maybe I would kill you directly. But not now, tell me how lucky you are. I just need someone like you, so you show up No need to go to Guanxing Pavilion to arrest people."
An Zheng looked at the weapon demon and said: "If I met you too early, maybe I would kill you directly. But not now, tell me how lucky you are. I just need someone like you, so you show up No need to go to Guanxing Pavilion to arrest people."
An Zheng glanced at the blood bead bracelet, smiled and said, "Master, can I clean up the house for you?"
As soon as An Zheng took a breath, the black energy suddenly changed its direction and came towards An Zheng, turning into the power of cultivation and injecting it into An Zheng's Dantian Qi sea.
If An Zheng hadn't sealed off his cultivation and had the aura of hell in his body, he might have been noticed as soon as he entered.
There was a soft buzzing sound, and from behind the tombstone closest to the man, a stream of black air flew out from inside and poured into the man's crutch.
An Zheng lowered his head, broke Qi Mo's arm with a click, and then pointed his bent arm at Qi Mo's heart: "I'll give you a chance to say it again."
I don’t know if it’s because of its age, or because it’s just white marble with a different color. It was a green cow with slightly yellow skin, as if it was very old. The white-bearded old Taoist man on its back did not look as if he was riding a bull westward in a leisurely manner. Instead, he frowned.
They are just a few veterans who have lost their former grace. Who would come to the cemetery to attack them? An Zheng closed his right eye, and the three dark purple stars in his left eye slowly rotated.
The weapon demon turned around suddenly, and his first reaction after seeing An Zheng was... run away!
Qi Mo laughed awkwardly: "I feel honored to be able to serve you. As long as I can do it, you can just ask me."
An Zheng glanced at the blood bead bracelet, smiled and said, "Master, can I clean up the house for you?"
The only people who can defeat him are those at the pinnacle of the Little Heaven Realm. And how many practitioners of this level are there even if we look at the whole Daxi? Even An Zheng himself did not expect that his practice in this life would be so smooth and rapid. Although the time it took to reach the peak of the Little Heaven Realm was not that long compared to other practitioners, it was still far behind compared to this life.
An Zheng said: "I don't think people like you will keep any promises they make, and I'm not the kind of person who has the sentiments of a Holy Mother and can use them to whitewash you. You deserve to die, and I don't care. Accepting someone like you as my younger brother... Hey, Chen Xiaoyao seems a little angry if he says that."
The only people who can defeat him are those at the pinnacle of the Little Heaven Realm. And how many practitioners of this level are there even if we look at the whole Daxi? Even An Zheng himself did not expect that his practice in this life would be so smooth and rapid. Although the time it took to reach the peak of the Little Heaven Realm was not that long compared to other practitioners, it was still far behind compared to this life.
There was a soft buzzing sound, and from behind the tombstone closest to the man, a stream of black air flew out from inside and poured into the man's crutch.
An Zheng didn't come here during the day, but he could guess where this place was. Hangu Pass has always been a battleground for military strategists. How many soldiers have died in and outside Hangu Pass throughout the ages? It was after the fierce battle between the Central Plains cultivators who came west from Hangu Pass and the Western Regions cultivators in the desert that many bodies were brought back and buried here.
"How could you... enter the country so quickly?"
"The dark weapon demon of the dignified Demon Sect used fake death to escape last time. This time it was even worse. He actually came here to steal the power of a dead person. If I remember correctly, you should have been in Daxi's Jinling not long ago. He is a guest of a big family in the city."
The dark purple star in An Zheng's left eye flashed, and the weapon demon's running forward stopped abruptly. He even kept running.
He raised his hand and pressed the Qi Demon's shoulder, and the power of cultivation penetrated into it. After a moment, the Qi Demon's face was distorted, and his body was shaking violently.
There was a man standing there, who looked to be quite old. His body was a little stooped, and he was holding a cane in his hand. His body was strangely twisted, as if it had been broken and then rejoined. That way it makes people feel that he has connected it backwards, as if the back and front are on both sides of the body, so the distortion looks weird.
An Zheng, who was waiting for time, suddenly realized, was it because he had obtained the Tianshu Sword, a sacred object of the Dao Sect, that the statue called to him? It is said that the Taoist ancestor had three sacred artifacts, one scroll, two Tianshu, and the third was his wine gourd. The Tianshu Sword later ended up in the Western Regions for unknown reasons and became the property of Yatuo Angge. Fortunately, Yatuo Angge was killed this time, and the Taoist sacred relics returned to the Central Plains.
There was a man standing there, who looked to be quite old. His body was a little stooped, and he was holding a cane in his hand. His body was strangely twisted, as if it had been broken and then rejoined. That way it makes people feel that he has connected it backwards, as if the back and front are on both sides of the body, so the distortion looks weird.
The Qi Demon's face was as white as paper, and there was only fear in his eyes.
"You've spent hundreds of years of cultivation because I can't use it. All I need is your mind's understanding of the runes. Of course you can refuse me, then I'll just kill you."
An Zheng looked at Qi Mo and said, "That day in their house, I felt your presence. It's just that you didn't even have the courage to fight me. You're in such a state of desolation. How can you still live?"
It was easy for An Zheng to enter the cemetery without telling these veterans, so it would certainly not be difficult if someone else wanted to enter. The closer An Zheng got to the cemetery, the more intense the fluctuations of the hell energy became.
Yes, he chose to escape without any hesitation. He used to be so arrogant in front of An Zheng that it took several of An Zheng and the others to practice the same technique together to barely restrain himself. The weapon demon at that time could easily kill An Zheng. But now, he didn't even have the courage to fight in front of An Zheng. Even though he has been constantly searching for such large tombs inside and outside Daxi to absorb the energy of the dead to make up for his losses, the gap is still too big.
There was a man standing there, who looked to be quite old. His body was a little stooped, and he was holding a cane in his hand. His body was strangely twisted, as if it had been broken and then rejoined. That way it makes people feel that he has connected it backwards, as if the back and front are on both sides of the body, so the distortion looks weird.
I don’t know if it’s because of its age, or because it’s just white marble with a different color. It was a green cow with slightly yellow skin, as if it was very old. The white-bearded old Taoist man on its back did not look as if he was riding a bull westward in a leisurely manner. Instead, he frowned.
I don’t know if it’s because of its age, or because it’s just white marble with a different color. It was a green cow with slightly yellow skin, as if it was very old. The white-bearded old Taoist man on its back did not look as if he was riding a bull westward in a leisurely manner. Instead, he frowned.
An Zheng didn't come here during the day, but he could guess where this place was. Hangu Pass has always been a battleground for military strategists. How many soldiers have died in and outside Hangu Pass throughout the ages? It was after the fierce battle between the Central Plains cultivators who came west from Hangu Pass and the Western Regions cultivators in the desert that many bodies were brought back and buried here.
"The dark weapon demon of the dignified Demon Sect used fake death to escape last time. This time it was even worse. He actually came here to steal the power of a dead person. If I remember correctly, you should have been in Daxi's Jinling not long ago. He is a guest of a big family in the city."
As soon as An Zheng let go, the weapon demon's body fell to the ground involuntarily. He lay there trembling, like a shrimp that had been electrocuted.
An Zheng walked towards the inside, hoping that the aura of hell would not trigger the rune warning. The further you go, the more densely packed the runes are. After walking about a few hundred meters, An Zheng stopped. There is a slightly larger open space in the distance, and the tombstones inside are larger than those outside. It is obviously the burial place of people who once had a prominent status or outstanding military exploits. The white moonlight shone on those tombstones, and even the tombstones turned into pale human faces.
The surroundings were eerily quiet, and An Zheng stood there looking at the figures in the open space.
They are just a few veterans who have lost their former grace. Who would come to the cemetery to attack them? An Zheng closed his right eye, and the three dark purple stars in his left eye slowly rotated.
"You're in luck."
There are tombstones all around, looking eerie in the night. The number of tombstones here is frightening, stretching from An Zheng's eyes to halfway up the mountain. Some of the tombstones are broken and the names of the victims cannot be seen on them. An Zheng suddenly realized that something was wrong with the veterans on duty. He approached them holding a Yaksha umbrella, and his expression suddenly changed.
Qi Mo: "What on earth are you going to do?"
An Zheng glanced at the blood bead bracelet, smiled and said, "Master, can I clean up the house for you?"
There was a man standing there, who looked to be quite old. His body was a little stooped, and he was holding a cane in his hand. His body was strangely twisted, as if it had been broken and then rejoined. That way it makes people feel that he has connected it backwards, as if the back and front are on both sides of the body, so the distortion looks weird.
After dragging him to the door, An Zheng looked back and said, "Well, this place is quite quiet. I'll give you a few days to teach me how to build a rune circle. It's very simple, as long as it can open the passage into hell. ”
The pale moonlight shone in the cemetery, and the trees in the cemetery looked like monsters waving their teeth and claws. When the wind blows, they seem ready to move and kill at any moment. An Zheng noticed that not only the veterans in the cemetery were controlled, but every tree and even every blade of grass was controlled. Hell-type runes are all over this cemetery. Does anyone want to control the cemetery? !
"You're in luck."
The weapon demon turned around suddenly, and his first reaction after seeing An Zheng was... run away!
An Zheng said: "I don't think people like you will keep any promises they make, and I'm not the kind of person who has the sentiments of a Holy Mother and can use them to whitewash you. You deserve to die, and I don't care. Accepting someone like you as my younger brother... Hey, Chen Xiaoyao seems a little angry if he says that."
He dragged Qi Mo by his feet, but Qi Mo couldn't even make a sound.
Those people were indeed controlled, and not only that, a hell rune was planted in their bodies. These people will react whenever someone comes near. In other words, someone turned them into police posts. These veterans are extremely sensitive to the breath of living people, and they will detect it as soon as someone comes in. Then the runes in their bodies will sound a warning, and the person who planted the runes will know that someone is coming.
Qi Mo: "What on earth are you going to do?"
The only people who can defeat him are those at the pinnacle of the Little Heaven Realm. And how many practitioners of this level are there even if we look at the whole Daxi? Even An Zheng himself did not expect that his practice in this life would be so smooth and rapid. Although the time it took to reach the peak of the Little Heaven Realm was not that long compared to other practitioners, it was still far behind compared to this life.
The only people who can defeat him are those at the pinnacle of the Little Heaven Realm. And how many practitioners of this level are there even if we look at the whole Daxi? Even An Zheng himself did not expect that his practice in this life would be so smooth and rapid. Although the time it took to reach the peak of the Little Heaven Realm was not that long compared to other practitioners, it was still far behind compared to this life.
The pale moonlight shone in the cemetery, and the trees in the cemetery looked like monsters waving their teeth and claws. When the wind blows, they seem ready to move and kill at any moment. An Zheng noticed that not only the veterans in the cemetery were controlled, but every tree and even every blade of grass was controlled. Hell-type runes are all over this cemetery. Does anyone want to control the cemetery? !
When it got dark, An Zheng ate something casually in the inn, planning to go to the statue in the middle of the night. He cultivated behind closed doors in his room. During this period of time, there were successive battles in the Western Region. Although his cultivation progressed rapidly, it has not yet stabilized. In fact, with An Zheng's current strength at the seventh level of Xiaotian Realm, he can almost run amok even in Daxi.
"The dark weapon demon of the dignified Demon Sect used fake death to escape last time. This time it was even worse. He actually came here to steal the power of a dead person. If I remember correctly, you should have been in Daxi's Jinling not long ago. He is a guest of a big family in the city."
If An Zheng hadn't sealed off his cultivation and had the aura of hell in his body, he might have been noticed as soon as he entered.
After dragging him to the door, An Zheng looked back and said, "Well, this place is quite quiet. I'll give you a few days to teach me how to build a rune circle. It's very simple, as long as it can open the passage into hell. ”
An Zheng walked towards the inside, hoping that the aura of hell would not trigger the rune warning. The further you go, the more densely packed the runes are. After walking about a few hundred meters, An Zheng stopped. There is a slightly larger open space in the distance, and the tombstones inside are larger than those outside. It is obviously the burial place of people who once had a prominent status or outstanding military exploits. The white moonlight shone on those tombstones, and even the tombstones turned into pale human faces.
An Zheng suddenly thought of an interesting sentence in Zi Luo's notes. I used to be indifferent to you, but now you can't reach me... After thinking about it, I really can't say it. It doesn't fit in with the current scene, and it's too petty. . When An Zheng first saw this sentence, he couldn't help but think about what the hell Zi Luo had been through.
The cemetery is not well guarded, with only some veterans on duty. They are all veterans who have dedicated their lives to Daxi Border Pass. Now they can no longer go to the battlefield and can only do the trivial tasks of guarding the tomb. Cleaning the yard and removing weeds every day is a whole day.
An Zheng looked at the weapon demon and said: "If I met you too early, maybe I would kill you directly. But not now, tell me how lucky you are. I just need someone like you, so you show up No need to go to Guanxing Pavilion to arrest people."
An Zheng walked towards the inside, hoping that the aura of hell would not trigger the rune warning. The further you go, the more densely packed the runes are. After walking about a few hundred meters, An Zheng stopped. There is a slightly larger open space in the distance, and the tombstones inside are larger than those outside. It is obviously the burial place of people who once had a prominent status or outstanding military exploits. The white moonlight shone on those tombstones, and even the tombstones turned into pale human faces.
"just kill me."
"The dark weapon demon of the dignified Demon Sect used fake death to escape last time. This time it was even worse. He actually came here to steal the power of a dead person. If I remember correctly, you should have been in Daxi's Jinling not long ago. He is a guest of a big family in the city."
As soon as An Zheng took a breath, the black energy suddenly changed its direction and came towards An Zheng, turning into the power of cultivation and injecting it into An Zheng's Dantian Qi sea.
An Zheng said: "I don't think people like you will keep any promises they make, and I'm not the kind of person who has the sentiments of a Holy Mother and can use them to whitewash you. You deserve to die, and I don't care. Accepting someone like you as my younger brother... Hey, Chen Xiaoyao seems a little angry if he says that."
Qi Mo laughed awkwardly: "I feel honored to be able to serve you. As long as I can do it, you can just ask me."
After dragging him to the door, An Zheng looked back and said, "Well, this place is quite quiet. I'll give you a few days to teach me how to build a rune circle. It's very simple, as long as it can open the passage into hell. ”
"OK."
An Zheng, who was waiting for time, suddenly realized, was it because he had obtained the Tianshu Sword, a sacred object of the Dao Sect, that the statue called to him? It is said that the Taoist ancestor had three sacred artifacts, one scroll, two Tianshu, and the third was his wine gourd. The Tianshu Sword later ended up in the Western Regions for unknown reasons and became the property of Yatuo Angge. Fortunately, Yatuo Angge was killed this time, and the Taoist sacred relics returned to the Central Plains.
They are just a few veterans who have lost their former grace. Who would come to the cemetery to attack them? An Zheng closed his right eye, and the three dark purple stars in his left eye slowly rotated.
The dark purple star in An Zheng's left eye flashed, and the weapon demon's running forward stopped abruptly. He even kept running.
Evil practices.
Yes, he chose to escape without any hesitation. He used to be so arrogant in front of An Zheng that it took several of An Zheng and the others to practice the same technique together to barely restrain himself. The weapon demon at that time could easily kill An Zheng. But now, he didn't even have the courage to fight in front of An Zheng. Even though he has been constantly searching for such large tombs inside and outside Daxi to absorb the energy of the dead to make up for his losses, the gap is still too big.
The weapon demon turned around suddenly, and his first reaction after seeing An Zheng was... run away!
An Zheng walked towards the inside, hoping that the aura of hell would not trigger the rune warning. The further you go, the more densely packed the runes are. After walking about a few hundred meters, An Zheng stopped. There is a slightly larger open space in the distance, and the tombstones inside are larger than those outside. It is obviously the burial place of people who once had a prominent status or outstanding military exploits. The white moonlight shone on those tombstones, and even the tombstones turned into pale human faces.
An Zheng lowered his head, broke Qi Mo's arm with a click, and then pointed his bent arm at Qi Mo's heart: "I'll give you a chance to say it again."
Qi Mo: "What on earth are you going to do?"
The Qi Demon's face was as white as paper, and there was only fear in his eyes.
He dragged Qi Mo by his feet, but Qi Mo couldn't even make a sound.
"The dark weapon demon of the dignified Demon Sect used fake death to escape last time. This time it was even worse. He actually came here to steal the power of a dead person. If I remember correctly, you should have been in Daxi's Jinling not long ago. He is a guest of a big family in the city."
An Zheng didn't come here during the day, but he could guess where this place was. Hangu Pass has always been a battleground for military strategists. How many soldiers have died in and outside Hangu Pass throughout the ages? It was after the fierce battle between the Central Plains cultivators who came west from Hangu Pass and the Western Regions cultivators in the desert that many bodies were brought back and buried here.
Qi Mo: "What on earth are you going to do?"
He raised his hand and pressed the Qi Demon's shoulder, and the power of cultivation penetrated into it. After a moment, the Qi Demon's face was distorted, and his body was shaking violently.
An Zheng didn't act rashly, he just stood there and looked at this person quietly. The old man didn't notice anyone coming in. After all, he was quite confident in his dark rune skills. No matter how many masters there are in this city, who would notice the cemetery under the night
These veterans walked back and forth mechanically, their eyes dull. From a distance, there seems to be nothing strange, but if you look closely, you will find that they seem to have lost their souls. Their stride size and movements are exactly the same. No one turned around, just looked straight ahead. And the path they walked seemed to have been set by someone, just going back and forth in such a large range.
An Zheng stood in front of the sculpture, and the voice calling him in his heart became clearer and clearer. There must be something wrong with this statue, but now in broad daylight, surrounded by the most elite border soldiers in western Daxi, it was difficult for An Zheng to stay for too long.
An Zheng looked at the weapon demon and said: "If I met you too early, maybe I would kill you directly. But not now, tell me how lucky you are. I just need someone like you, so you show up No need to go to Guanxing Pavilion to arrest people."
An Zheng replied: "I have nothing to do, go to hell and have fun."
These veterans walked back and forth mechanically, their eyes dull. From a distance, there seems to be nothing strange, but if you look closely, you will find that they seem to have lost their souls. Their stride size and movements are exactly the same. No one turned around, just looked straight ahead. And the path they walked seemed to have been set by someone, just going back and forth in such a large range.
The only people who can defeat him are those at the pinnacle of the Little Heaven Realm. And how many practitioners of this level are there even if we look at the whole Daxi? Even An Zheng himself did not expect that his practice in this life would be so smooth and rapid. Although the time it took to reach the peak of the Little Heaven Realm was not that long compared to other practitioners, it was still far behind compared to this life.
He dragged the demon back backwards and found a random place to throw the demon there: "Now draw it for me, be careful, and I will take you in with me. Haven't you always wanted to see what hell is like?" I will satisfy you. You can teach me a magic circle that will perish with me..."
After the first black energy appeared, all the tombs in that area began to change. Streams of black energy drifted toward the man's crutch, and the man's expression became lustful. Buried here are masters who died in and outside Hangu Pass. Even if they die, they still contain some power in their bodies. This person actually came here to steal the power of dead people.
There was a man standing there, who looked to be quite old. His body was a little stooped, and he was holding a cane in his hand. His body was strangely twisted, as if it had been broken and then rejoined. That way it makes people feel that he has connected it backwards, as if the back and front are on both sides of the body, so the distortion looks weird.
An Zheng snapped his fingers, and a black fire from hell appeared on his fingertips: "Maybe I can't die?"
I don’t know if it’s because of its age, or because it’s just white marble with a different color. It was a green cow with slightly yellow skin, as if it was very old. The white-bearded old Taoist man on its back did not look as if he was riding a bull westward in a leisurely manner. Instead, he frowned.
The pale moonlight shone in the cemetery, and the trees in the cemetery looked like monsters waving their teeth and claws. When the wind blows, they seem ready to move and kill at any moment. An Zheng noticed that not only the veterans in the cemetery were controlled, but every tree and even every blade of grass was controlled. Hell-type runes are all over this cemetery. Does anyone want to control the cemetery? !
"You've spent hundreds of years of cultivation because I can't use it. All I need is your mind's understanding of the runes. Of course you can refuse me, then I'll just kill you."
There was a soft buzzing sound, and from behind the tombstone closest to the man, a stream of black air flew out from inside and poured into the man's crutch.