As soon as Chen finished speaking, the suspended skulls all looked in the direction of Han Zhang and Wenying. Among them, most are human skulls, but there are also a few that are not human. Wenying couldn't help but shiver, and held Han Chang's hand tighter. More people who were pressed below and half-buried in the soil were also trembling and struggling to escape their shackles.
Before Xie Zhe could do anything, Zhen raised an index finger and they pounced on it like a hungry tiger. Han Chang first used his fists and kicks to deal with a few of them and beat them to pieces. However, there were too many skulls and the space was so small that he couldn't move them. In order to prevent Wenying from being hurt, he had to hug her tightly and let those rock-hard skulls hit his head, back, and limbs. Some bones were cracked, some were smashed to pieces, but he didn't scream or move.
"elder brother!"
Wenying's voice was trembling.
Just as Xie Zhe tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword, he heard Jiao Mo shout again:
"What's that?"
He immediately turned around and found a small blue and white porcelain bottle in Chen's hand. With his eyes, he couldn't see through what it was. After all, the bottle itself seemed to be very ordinary, or it might be mixed with substances that confuse his vision. Because the bottle was opaque, they could not tell whether the contents in the bottle were different from what Yin Guihong had taken out before in the Tengu Tomb. But at this moment, Zhen threw the bottle into the air, and before Xie Zhe could react, Yin Guihong waved his machete. The coordination was too tacit, as if it had been rehearsed a hundred times. The back of the knife shot the blue-and-white porcelain bottle upwards, slamming it into the center of the stone wall. The residue fell down, and the dark liquid remained on it, falling slowly against the stone wall.
There was fluid flowing into small ravines and they began to spread. This pitifully small amount of liquid, when spread out, turns out to be incredibly large. Those lines are even glowing... No, maybe this is not the effect of the liquid itself. Xie Zhe realized that the contents of the bottle actually activated the magic circle. The red light spreads on the stone wall, gradually revealing complete and complex lines. Now, they could all see it clearly. The truest appearance of the magic circle was displayed in front of everyone.
"What is this?" Xie Zhe was stunned.
"What do you want to do?!" Jiao Mo asked sharply.
He replied nonchalantly: "At Tengu Tomb, you must have started to wonder what this thing is. Yin Shaoxia's, you can tell by looking at the container that there is something from Death Shadow Pavilion inside. It is a kind of Gu worm, with the blood of his previous life. Once planted in his body, he can use the tokens from his past life to mislead the monsters into believing that he is himself in the past life. Ah... maybe you have guessed this. My bottle is not that complicated, but it also contains a lot of things. I If you don’t understand, I won’t waste your time. However, you must know the most important things in it..."
Several people had a bad premonition in their hearts.
"That woman's blood."
Xie Zhe rushed over and appeared in front of Zhan in the blink of an eye. Fengyun Zhan was only a hair away from Jian's head, with a scimitar lying across the front. However, Yin Guihong clearly felt that his hand holding Jin Mieya was trembling slightly. The man in front of him felt angry, just like himself, and anger temporarily dominated his behavior. Maybe he wasn't as calm as he said, but he couldn't be careless. Because Yin Guihong deeply discovered that his murderous intention was much stronger than before. When fighting against him, he placed himself in a supporting role. All his moves were focused on suppressing him, and he did not intend to take his own life.
And now - at least for the moment, he is definitely going to put Wu Wonglan to death.
"I said, I will help you untie those shackles." The corners of Zhen's mouth grinned exaggeratedly, like cracked rotten wood. "But this alone is not enough...far from it. Next, proceed as planned."
Although he didn't look over, Yin Guihong knew that the last sentence was meant for him. He understood it by heart and moved his sword away with a wrong blade. Then, he ran in the direction of Han Shang, as if he wanted to make an enemy of the brother and sister. He knew that Xie Zhe couldn't care about him at this moment. But he was wrong - Xie Zhe was calm enough, at least he realized it quickly. He was about to chase Yin Guihong, but Zhen attacked him with a palm. Xie Zhe immediately realized the danger behind him and turned around to resist. This leaves enough time for Yin Guihong.
Han Zhang stood up and pushed Wenying away to keep her farther away. He raised the knife with his other hand to resist Jin Mieya's move. The two men connected with each other, the poisonous gas of the knife and the flame of the sword flickering in the dark underground palace, reflecting the light of the magic circle. That light also fades and fades, with its own rhythm. Like heartbeat, like breathing, it is disturbing to look at it for a while, because the entire circle gives people a feeling of "alive", and the vitality of this inorganic thing always exudes an ominous atmosphere.
However, these people didn't have much time to stare at the magic circle. Everyone's attention was focused on the opponent in front of them. Han Zhang and Yin Guihong were fighting fiercely, and Wenying always wanted to help, but couldn't keep up with them. As for Xie Zhe, he himself was a little surprised, because Chen with his bare hands could actually compete with him with a sword. Although Feng Yunzhan has not yet exerted its due power, it is not a question of "can it", but a matter of "should it". If the structure of the underground palace is destroyed, they may all be buried alive here. After all, Mahallaka once awakened here, causing the underground palace to collapse, so many of the bones here are broken and incomplete. It was the men and workers of the Wuyong clan who cleaned up the place, reopened the road, and restored it to a certain extent.
Jiao Mo wanted to help him, and her position fully supported her actions. But like Wenying, she had nowhere to join the battle. She and Wenying were both very capable, but the struggle in front of them with the participation of divine soldiers was no longer a battlefield they could participate in empty-handed. Just when Jiao Mo was worried, she suddenly noticed the sound of footsteps coming from the previous entrance.
It's Kanna-kun! Even if she didn't see the person, she could recognize him just by the sound of footsteps. There was still fighting over there, so she hurriedly ran to greet them while no one was paying attention to her. When he appeared in the underground palace, Zhen suddenly distanced himself from Xie Zhe. At the same time, Yin Guihong also noticed this. After ducking to avoid Han Zhang's sword, he jumped to a truce above a pile of bones.
Because everyone noticed that Kanna-kun had an extra weapon in his hand.
It was a straight knife three feet two inches long. About half an inch on the back, there is a hollow blood-letting groove. The design of its blade is like the huge open mouth of a beast, and the handle is shaped like the end of a human bone, but it is not necessarily a human bone.
Isn't this just...
With a "clang" sound, Shen Wujun threw Resentment to the ground. There were many tears in his clothes, many of which were left at the Tengu Tomb during the day. The wet blood stains on it must be new additions. His curtain hat had several small holes and a particularly long tear. Peering through it, one could glimpse the gloomy side of his face.
"you lose."
Zhen didn't lower his head, but his pupils moved down to Yuan Xi. He didn't react much and looked terrifyingly calm, as if he had expected even the outcome of the Nightmare Tengu's defeat. Xie Zhe and the others gasped, wondering how he did it. Is this the true strength of Yin Yang Xiangjian?
"It's not that I didn't give you a chance." Kanna-kun's breath had become calmer when he spoke, and the fatigue caused by the battle was slowly receding. He continued: "Once you show up, even if you are in a place with many people, it will be difficult to evacuate in time. You know that I will not take action, and I really did not do so. Mutsuki-kun... also does not approve of my approach of killing everyone. And in After he was seriously injured, I realized that we were indeed too kind to you. If you admit defeat now, you can do it in a more dignified way."
Zhen's pupils moved aside disdainfully.
"Qingyang Chukong, I don't recommend you to take action."
"Yin Guihong."
Kanna-kun suddenly said this name, and at the same time his gaze turned to the height of the bone pile. The nominee looked at him impassively, the hostility in his eyes undiminished. Lord Shenwu raised the black scimitar, pointed it at Chen, and said to Yin Guihong:
"You have chosen a bad camp. You should realize that the current Wuyong clan is the original Zuo Jin clan. They are cunning and cruel, and they do whatever it takes to achieve their goals at any cost and by any means. If you encourage their arrogance, by then, there will be countless others I want to end up in the same fate as you. No matter whether it is a human or a monster, your wife and children will be separated, your family will be destroyed. Is this what you want?"
"I do not care."
At this moment, Yin Guihong was so calm and calm.
"You're going to be the person you hate the most - and even then, doesn't it matter to you?"
"What kind of person I am seems to have nothing to do with you. And I don't care what kind of rivers and lakes are in the world. When I was in trouble, no one seemed to lend a helping hand. What will happen to such a world? It has nothing to do with me, right?"
Kanna-kun sighed: "You are already a complete monster. It doesn't matter, this is your own realization - in this case, I hope you can implement it."
Yin Guihong didn't reply, just smiled coldly, as if he was mocking something. He didn't care whether it was Kanna-kun's words or the path he chose.
Kanna-kun's eyes moved to the magic circle. When he first arrived, he noticed that this huge magic circle had awakened.
Jiaomo asked him eagerly: "How is Mr. Shuangyue?!"
"She's up there, safe. She's carrying the Chizhen Pearl, and I can't let her get close to here."
"You are wrong... the yin and yang are flowing into the stream." He said with a smile, "Everything is as I expected. Thank you for your cooperation."
After saying that, he raised his hand, and Resentment flew into his hand as if he had received an order, like an obedient dog. The knife was lifted too hard and scratched the side of Jiao Mo's face. She let out a small exclamation and glared at Chen.
Zhen roughly inspected the blade and then said to Xie Zhe:
"Do you know what the magic circle of Mahulaka is used for?"
