"… "
The scene seemed to stand still, only the dust and smoke splashed from the corpse slowly floated back to the ground under Gong Wei's feet.
"Huh." He let out a sigh of relief, and threw the blood in Gou Chen Jian's groove: "It's really difficult." Then he turned to Yuchixiao and asked with a smile, "Are you scared? "
His tone and demeanor were the same as usual, open and frank, with friendly intimacy.
But the head of Fahua Xianzun did not roll away, it was not far in front of him. A few drops of blood spattered from the broken neck slowly flowed down the boy's side cheeks, bright red and dazzling, which made his original complexion even more bewitching, and the texture seemed to glow with a subtle cold light.
Yu Chixiao looked at him, and a shiver rose up his spine.
He didn't answer, Gong Wei didn't mind, and looked at the corpse under his feet: "This corpse doesn't seem to be quite right, and you know that you need to summon someone else's sword to defend against the enemy. Are corpses so smart? Biting and attacking the living?"
"... Xiang Xiaoyuan," Yuchixiao said hoarsely, forcing his expression to be calm and gentle, and at the same time took a step closer: "Give me the Gou Chenjian."
Gong Wei squatted on the ground, and when he heard the words, he raised his head and looked at him, his black and white round eyes rolled, and he smiled and hid the hook Chen Jian behind him: "No."
There is a strange attraction about him that makes people feel both fear of the unknown and unable to look away.
He is like an illusory and sweet dream, and everyone who gets close can't help but fall into it deeply, but I don't know if the dream will suddenly turn over in the next moment, revealing its hideous true face, and then become the most sinister nightmare .
Yuchixiao took a deep breath, as if he was afraid of waking up, and his voice softened: "Give me Gou Chenjian and stop playing."
"If you don't give it, you'll cut me." Gong Wei grabbed the narrow way, and then squatted and moved back: "Be careful, this frightening corpse doesn't seem right. If you don't have anything to do, take the one on the head first. Dig out your left eye for me."
"What did you say?"
Probably because Yuchixiao's sharp end sound was not suppressed, Gong Wei changed his mind after thinking about it: "Forget it, you should stand on the side and don't come over. Wait for me for a while, and then I will deal with you after I have finished dealing with this corpse. Bar."
He could still smile when he said this. Yuchixiao didn't have time to think about what "handling" meant, and the shock and astonishment reached their peak in the next scene—I saw Gong Wei lift the headless corpse with his left hand and shove it up his spine. Touching, as if he suddenly found something surprising, he said "Huh?"
The four fingers of his right hand made two gestures along the spine, and then the fingers flashed sharply, as if they were about to tear the skin and bones, and they went straight down.
"what are you doing!"
This picture directly broke through the psychological limit that people can bear. Yuchixiao stepped forward and pressed Gong Wei's arm, and said in a trembling voice, "Xiang Xiaoyuan! What the hell are you—"
Gong Weiyi raised his head, his eyes just passed behind him, and he saw Immortal Fahua's skull turned upside down, and his left eye, which had no signs of life, stared at them.
Gong Wei's expression changed instantly, and he pushed Yuchixiao away: "Be careful!"
Several almost imperceptible transparent filaments flew out from the broken neck of the corpse, hurriedly and violently crossed the place where Yuchixiao stood just now, rubbed Gong Wei's shoulders and neck, and brought several splashes of blood. .
I don't know what the silk thread was made of. Gong Wei felt his knees go weak the moment he saw the blood. Yuchixiao subconsciously pushed his backhand behind him, and at the same time a round object flew past - the severed head.
Kara! There was a crisp sound of the neck bone, and the filament accurately connected the head back to the body, and the splicing was precise and flawless.
Immediately, the corpse stood up and grabbed Gong Wei from Yuchixiao's hand. At some point, a transparent filament was wrapped around his fingertips, and the thread went straight through the wound on the side of his neck!
"what!"
Gong Wei didn't have time to break free, the whole body's spiritual veins twitched violently, the screams stopped abruptly, and the whole body couldn't stop convulsing.
Yuchixiao had never seen the little Charming Monster like this before, and the half scream was as if a sharp blade had stabbed his eardrum with blood, and his expression changed drastically: "Let him go!"
The body of Fahua Xianzun was extremely flexible, and he walked away like lightning, as if he was very familiar with the entire tomb passage and even the intricate underground palace. Yuchixiao was in hot pursuit, and it was too late to even send out a warning signal, so he could only hit his dead hand all the way.
The loud noise continued, and half of the underground palace shook, which indeed attracted other monks in the underground palace. The sound of the swish of the sword quickly came from behind, and some people exclaimed one after another: "What's going on?" "It's the eldest son of Yuchi!"
A Jindan cultivator recognized the frightened corpse at a glance, and immediately shouted: "Fa, Fahua Immortal Venerable?!"
The corpse slid away and flew straight up along the bronze steps. But Yuchixiao exploded faster, and in an instant, Chen Jian was approaching the door: "Return back—"
If the scene of the life-and-death chase was frozen, Yu Chixiao could be seen reaching for the corpse with one hand, and his fingertips almost touched Gong Wei's pale neck.
But at this critical moment, a few imperceptible thin threads shot out from the fingers of the corpse and wrapped around Gong Wei's throat!
Yuchixiao's mind was instantly shocked, and before he could stop his hand, a figure behind him came with a sword and grabbed his arm tightly.
"My nephew can't be forceful, it's a puppet silk!"
Yuchixiao stopped abruptly: "What?!"
At this time, there were footsteps at the end of the bronze steps in the distance. I saw that Bai Hao arrived with the monks from the Juzong Sect, blocking the way of Fahua Xianzun. The corpse suddenly stopped while pinching Gong Wei. Outflanking trend.
Changsun Chengfeng had obviously fought a lot of stunned corpses. At the moment, he was in a slightly embarrassed state, but his bearing was still very stable: "What's the matter with you? What's wrong with nephew Xiang? Where did the puppet silk come from?"
"..." Yuchixiao's whole body's blood slammed into his temples, and said hoarsely: "He... he was trying to push me away, so..."
At that critical moment, Gong Wei risked his life to push him away, avoiding the deadly thread; but he failed to respond in time, so that the frightened corpse easily took the wounded and bleeding boy out of his arms. caught.
Yuchixiao's internal organs seemed to be twisted, and even his breath was bloody. In the fierce battle just now, the strange performance of terrifying the corpse and summoning the sword and retreating as the advance appeared in front of us scene by scene.
"...It's puppet silk." He gritted his teeth and said, "The corpse of Immortal Fahua has been controlled."
Changsun Chengfeng lost his voice: "What did you say?"
"Leader Ying and Jianzong thought that Fahua Xianzun was just frightening the corpse, so they couldn't bear to die, but in fact, the corpse had been planted with puppet silk before it climbed out of the coffin, so the injury of the leader Ying was from the front abdomen. The - he never thought that Jingzhe could have the intelligence of sneak attack. Normal Jingzhe is stiff and has no instinct except attacking living people, but Fahua Xianzun has a clear purpose, and has been rushing out since just now, even Knowing to take hostages."
"We're not blocking the corpse, we're blocking the person who remotely controlled the corpse." Yuchixiao's Adam's apple slid up and down, and his voice was slightly unstable: "His real purpose is from this tomb... from this Dingxian. The mausoleum will take away the bones of the Fahua Xianzun."
"Yuchi Yuanju!" Changsun Chengfeng's always very easy-going face has completely subsided, and even a bit stern: "Do you know what you are talking about, that is the ninth floor of Dingxian Mausoleum! What do you want to say? Who did it?"
Yes, on the ninth floor of Dingxian Mausoleum, the golden water seals the coffin, and the golden gate is cast. There are only a handful of people in the world who are qualified to enter. Who brought the puppet silk in
There are only a few great masters who can enter, who is the mastermind behind this calamity
Yuchixiao was furious: "I saw with my own eyes that the puppet silk connected the head and body of the Fahua Xianzun, and the silk thread was planted in Xiang Xiaoyuan's body! What should I do now? I don't care if the ninth floor is bad Ninth floor, I have to get Xiang Xiaoyuan back now!"
"..." Changsun Chengfeng's face changed slightly: "You said that nephew Xiang was planted with puppet silk?"
His tone was unusual, and Yuchixiao's heart tightened: "Yes, what? What will happen to him?"
Changsun Chengfeng turned his head to look, following his gaze, he saw Gong Wei gasping for breath under the restraint of the corpse.
"...will die." Changsun Chengfeng said with difficulty.
Gong Wei's vision was blurred because of the pain. Every inch of his body seemed to be severely scratched by a sharp blade. It was actually a puppet thread.
The corpse's hand was still clamped on his throat - it was actually very strange, because it used to be his own hand, and even the arc and strength of the joints were very familiar, but now the familiar force acts on his lifeline.
Even panting has become a burden, he managed to save up his strength, and finally spit out three words from the gap between his teeth:
"… is it you?"
The corpse did not respond.
It should not have any reaction, after all, it is already a corpse.
All of Gong Wei's spiritual power is fighting against the constantly extending puppet silk in his body, like a fierce strangulation of life and death. But this body is too weak to support such a rapid consumption of spiritual power. He gritted his teeth and turned his head a little bit. This slight movement almost exhausted all his strength, and his reddish eyes stared at the corpse. face.
His eyes were extremely cold, as if through this face he saw another shadow thousands of miles away—that Li Gui who once descended on the Linjiang Palace, headless and faceless, wrapped in gray robes, and holding the White Prefect's sword.
"Is that you?" he asked for the second time, word for word.
The corpse finally moved, lowered his head slightly, and looked down at him.
Immediately afterwards, a smile slowly appeared on its face controlled by the puppet silk.
There was a lot of noise around, and the monks kept raising their swords to approach, but they never dared to go forward. Yuchixiao seemed to be roaring at people in a gaffe, but Gong Wei didn't pay attention. He stared at his controlled corpse, like staring at the distant ghost behind countless puppet threads, suddenly gasping and laughing. After a while:
"...you take my Prefect Bai..."
"It's not easy, is it?"
Before the other party could respond, he suddenly turned around and exerted his strength, swiftly and incoherently, reaching for the corpse's spine with one hand!
No one thought that he could still accumulate explosive power in such a situation. At the same time as everyone screamed in shock, Gong Wei's fingertips had reached the cervical vertebrae of the corpse!
In that one ten thousandth of a moment, Yuchixiao flew like an arrow from the string.
But before Gou Chen Jianjian arrived, the latter had already reacted. I saw the corpse raised his hand to hook the wire, and the tough wire-like puppet thread instantly cut into Gong Wei's neck. When the blood arrow exploded, his knees slumped to the ground; call.
This familiar movement made Yuchixiao shout, "Hold the sword tightly!"
-It's useless at all. Even if the power of the puppet of the Fahua Xianzun is not comparable to that of when he was alive, it is definitely not something that ordinary monks can compete with.
Recently, several Jindan cultivators were completely unable to resist, and the immortal swords let go one after another. Immediately, the corpse waved his sleeves, a hurricane suddenly rose, and more than a dozen immortal swords went up in unison, smashing the solid bronze brick top of the tomb.
The large dome fell, the ground shook endlessly, and everyone staggered back by surprise. Yuchixiao and Changsun Chengfeng both chased at the same time, but they saw the corpse holding Gong Wei, and instantly disappeared on the upper floor of the underground palace, only the hem of the burial robe disappeared in a flash under the overwhelming shadow of the candle.
Changsun Chengfeng was horrified: "No, it's going to leave the mausoleum!"
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The huge nine-story underground palace collapsed and shook, and even the entire mountain shook slightly.
On the ground outside the mausoleum, the disciples of the Medical Sect raised their heads one after another, and looked at the Dingxian Mausoleum not far away in amazement.
"Leader?" "Master, don't move!"
Ying Kai, who was in a coma, suddenly opened his eyes, and his face was pale with blood loss. He raised his hand to block the medical disciples who were rushing to come to help. He acted politely but firmly, gritted his teeth and stood up to meditate for a while. A faint light of platinum light flowed through the blood port running through the abdomen, and the damaged muscles and skin were gradually healed.
"Yes, it's Bao Yuan Shouyi!" A voice of exclamation and admiration sounded from behind the crowd: "As expected of the leader of the Alliance, the damaged spiritual veins can be recovered so quickly!" "As expected of Wu Yuanzun! … "
Before the whispers of the disciples could fall, the rock that suddenly trembled under their feet gave another huge tremor!
Countless cracks extended forward along the ground, like a huge spider web cracked under the sky, and the center of the spider web gathered in the majestic hall of the Dingxian Mausoleum. Everyone in the panic took a few steps back, but Ying Kai suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils gleamed with brilliance, and said solemnly: "Ding the mountains and seas."
The bronze sword that was inserted on the ground in the distance came from the sky, like a meteor adorned with dazzling divine light.
At the same time, the tremors deep underground finally broke through the ground, and the Dingxian Mausoleum Hall collapsed under the eyes of everyone.
"What, what came out?" "Fa... Fahua Immortal Venerable!"
Just listening to the surrounding screams, a figure in a snow-white burial robe rushed out of the Dingxian Mausoleum, with a stiff face and a damaged right eye. It was the corpse of the Fahua Immortal!
Immediately after, two sword shadows chased out from the collapsed hall. It was Yu Jian's swift Zhangsun Chengfeng and Yuchi Xiao - Juzong's face was extremely ugly, his sleeves were raised, and several golden talismans flew out like blades. Immediately, he slapped a magic trick, and the talisman burst into the sky and turned into several figures, "Boom!"
Those figures made of talismans were dressed in golden armor, had no facial features, and were extremely swift and fierce, but everyone could recognize them at a glance—
The name of Juzong's secret art moves the world.
Zhangsun Chengfeng dropped his sword and held the "bug" in his hand, and sternly stopped Ying Kai who was about to come forward: "Leader stay behind! The corpse has been controlled by puppet silk, and it has a hostage in its hand!"
Puppet silk
Ying Kai's reaction was exactly the same as that of the eldest Sun Chengfeng: "What did you say?!"
Then he couldn't say a word, because after the corpse fell, the coffins fell to the ground layer by layer, and all of a sudden everyone saw the boy tightly clamped in its hands—
Gong Wei bowed his head, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, the blood in the throat was all over the place, and the deadly puppet silk could completely cut off the throat if it was clamped by half an inch.
"Don't... don't move!" Ying Kai's voice became unusually sharp, and all the monks who drew their swords and stepped forward were stunned, only to hear him grit their teeth: "That's a disciple of the Cangyang Sect, and it must not hurt people's lives! "
Someone trembled: "Now, what can I do now?"
The corpse of the Fahua Xianzun was made into a puppet, not afraid of pain or death, and the hostage in its hands was a young man who was seriously injured and dying.
Frightened corpses can never be released from Daishan. Once a frightened corpse appears in the world, there will be endless calamities in the world.
What can we do now
The corpse miasma has not yet completely disappeared, and under the haze like a black pot, I saw the corpse's hand move, and another monk's sword was taken away by the air.
It held the hilt in its palm, raised its foot, took a step forward, and then another.
It was an unimaginable scene. All the cultivators kept retreating as it advanced. Some people were too frightened to even hold the sword in their hand, and fell to the ground with a clatter.
"...Who are you?" Ying Kai stared at the stiff-faced Fahua Xianzun and said in a trembling voice, "What do you want to do? Where do you want to take Gong Zhengyu's remains?"
The corpse turned a deaf ear, and walked towards the cliff step by step, until everyone had no way to retreat, only to see it suddenly turn its head and smile at Ying Kai.
Fahua Xianzun was a very cheerful and lively person before his death, and everyone was very familiar with his grinning expression - completely different from the present, with raised eyebrows and a cold smile, full of indescribable evil spirits.
That's not his expression, it's the behind-the-scenes manipulating the puppet silk somewhere.
Ying Kai's teeth suddenly tightened, but after the corpse showed this smile, he suddenly raised his sword with one hand and rushed straight to the sky over everyone's heads; at the same time, the other arm clamped on "Xiang Xiaoyuan", and his cold and sharp fingers reached out to the sky. on his closed right eye.
It will goug out the boy's right eyeball on the spot!
Ying Kai was instantly furious, knowing that he could no longer look forward and backward at this time, and Yu Jian rushed towards the corpse like lightning: "Stop!"
-Just at this time.
Another more majestic, rapid, and landslide-like fire flow descended from the sky, and it was a violent flow of spiritual power that burned to the extreme. The puppet silk was immediately tightened between Gong Wei's neck, but at the critical moment, it was forcibly melted into flying ashes by the too powerful spiritual power of the incoming person!
An exclamation sounded from the ground: "Xu—"
As soon as the puppet silk broke, Gong Wei, who had lost his shackles, suddenly fell from the sky to the ground. The severe pain made him in a trance, and in the gust of wind, he saw the platinum robe sleeves unfold in front of him, and then slammed into the arms of the incoming person like a falling bird, and the clear white sandalwood breath rushed to his face.
"Sect Master Xu!"
Xu Shuangce volleyed to the ground, his face was as cold as ice, he held Gong Wei in his arms without saying a word, and his slender and powerful hands tightly pressed his bleeding side neck.
"..." Gong Wei's vision was actually lost, his cold lips moved, and he swallowed the word "Xu Bai" back, and said softly:
"Master..."
Xu Shuangce said lightly, "Don't be afraid. It's alright."