Du Ziren said with a hint of emotion.
Wang Ye nodded, and then observed the veins of the ground.
It's not painted on.
It's a very special metal.
This metal transmits energy extremely well and is very strong.
Wang Ye tried to punch him, but he didn't move at all.
"How can I destroy it?"
Wang Ye asked if he didn't understand.
Du Ziren grinned and looked a little difficult to deal with: "This thing only needs to be broken into one piece."
“But he was strengthened by scripture.”
"too difficult..."
"Hey, it suddenly occurred to me, it can be done!"
"The scriptures above are too old and have been somewhat corroded. Just focus on one word and keep tapping."
"If even one stroke of that word is missing, the scripture will be incomplete and become wrong."
"It's a lot easier than just cutting off a section."
"The rest is easy."
Du Ziren's eyes suddenly lit up, he looked at Wang Ye and said.
Wang Ye nodded, took out the bone chopping knife, held it in his hand, picked a word with the most strokes, and struck it hard.
With a crisp sound, Wang Ye's arm was lifted up by the shock. With this force, Wang Ye's waist twisted slightly, his arm drew a semicircle in the air, and he slashed again, very accurately, just like before. Location.
Once, and again.
Wang Ye kept tapping, and even a tiny gap appeared on the bone chopping knife.
Feeling bad...
Although there is no substitute for the Ghost Sword Queen, after all, he risked his life to get it.
Fortunately...
At this time, the scripture he had cut had begun to show wear and tear, and one of the strokes had begun to become blurred.
This gave Wang Ye great motivation.
Grit your teeth and keep going.
Just like blacksmithing, full of rhythm.
Just when his arm began to feel sore, the words were finally blurred and could not be read clearly.
The next second, the veins quickly became dim, and Du Ziren's face, which looked very weak, became a little fuller at this moment.
He let out a soft breath.
"The energy I haven't seen in a long time, this feeling is so happy."
"Sometimes I really wonder, how do those Confucian scholars who accept death endure the emptiness after losing their energy?"
Du Ziren seemed to be nostalgic, with a hint of memory in his eyes, enjoying the pleasure of being poured with energy.
But at this moment...
A huge whirlpool suddenly appeared in the center of the raging river.
Wang Ye's expression changed and he quickly retreated.
Du Ziren put his hands behind his back and looked at the river in front of him calmly: "Sure enough, are there any trump cards?"
"You really think highly of this emperor."
As Du Ziren finished speaking, cracks suddenly appeared on the chains on his body, and then the cracks grew larger and larger until they collapsed.
And his body slowly rose into the air.
The violent ghost energy around him was inhaled into the body unscrupulously, without any regard for the instability of the ghost energy.
As the ghost energy was absorbed, the dense scriptures on his face gradually dissipated and his original appearance was restored.
In the whirlpool of the river, a huge Buddha head slowly rises.
The material of the whole body should be made of pure gold, with scriptures also engraved on it, and the Buddha's head is still rising, revealing the body below, which looks to be ten meters high.
Compared to the Buddha statue, Du Ziren and Wang Ye were as weak as ants.
"Hmph, these bald donkeys in Lingshan know how to do face-saving projects."
With Du Ziren's cold snort, the ghost energy around him was completely evacuated, and a vacuum was even formed.
He was floating opposite the Buddha statue, and his momentum was not weaker than the other's.
"Young man, please go first."
"You can't get involved in the next battle."
"Speak to Fourth Sister for me. I will go find him in a few days."
As he said that, a black gas suddenly appeared at Du Ziren's fingertips, rushed towards Wang Ye, and disappeared directly into Wang Ye's eyebrows.
Wang Ye was in a daze for a moment, and vaguely saw a mass of black energy floating in his sea of consciousness. The black energy seemed to be wrapping something, but he couldn't see it clearly.
This black energy kept washing Wang Ye's body and channeling his meridians.
It's just that because his energy is still in a sealed state, he can't see any effect for the time being.
"Senior, say goodbye!"
"See you soon."
Feeling the terrifying aura of the Buddha statue, Wang Ye didn't say a polite word, like what... should I accompany you?
Need help?
some type of.
In comparison, he is the real trouble here.
perhaps...
Now that he has the strength of a ghost general, if he tries his best, he might be able to smash a piece of paint off this Buddha statue?
This is still a very idealistic conjecture.
After Wang Ye finished speaking, he turned around without hesitation and left in the direction guided by Du Ziren.
"That direction is wrong, a dead end."
"The real exit is on the west side. You see a place with the words "City of In vain" written on it. Then go in. There is a door in the center of the city. Just push it open."
Du Ziren's voice suddenly sounded.
...
This old scammer.
He pretended to be sanctimonious and kindly guided himself to leave.
If you really believe it, you are probably not far from death.
Wang Ye cursed secretly, then turned around and left quickly.
Vaguely, Wang Ye felt huge energy fluctuations behind him, as if the entire plain was shaking.
"Old friend, long time no see."
"Activities?"
Du Ziren's cold voice still kept ringing, even though Wang Ye had already left for ten miles...
At this time, he truly looked like an emperor.
However, Wang Ye had no intention of watching the battle from a distance. If the Buddha statue won and wanted to settle the matter with a small role like himself, there would be no place to cry.
gradually...
Wang Ye walked faster and faster, and could no longer feel the fluctuations of the battlefield. Then he slowed down his progress again, stopping and walking. Occasionally he would dig something in the soil and carefully put it in a cloth bag. .
This place...
It's fatter than the ruins of Fengdu City.
It would be a shame not to take something with me.
But having said that, I’ll have some time in a few days, so I really should go there again.
Otherwise, it would be really distressing to just throw those things on the ground like this.
…
"Can the underworld be trusted?"
In the shop at Ghost Gate, Lu Dongbin sat on a chair, frowning slightly, tapping his fingers lightly on the table, and asked.
Zhou Han nodded lightly: "We have no choice..."
"I don't understand this. You have a flexible mind. Just tell me when you need to take action."
Lu Dongbin looked tired, as if he was overusing his brain.
Zhou Han rolled his eyes: "By the way, I found that place."
"you are right...?"
Lu Dongbin suddenly sat up straight, looked at Zhou Han, and asked excitedly.
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The author has something to say:
The third update is a few days... It’s not that the author is lazy. He works during the day and also practices driving. If so, I can squeeze in four chapters. However, I will go on a trip next month to take wedding photos, so I have to save the manuscript, otherwise by then Updates will be discontinued...Old men who are getting married are under too much pressure and have too many things to do...
