For a moment, the air seemed to be stagnant.
Yang Xiayuan's face was horrified, even he had fear in his eyes!
Yang Qingshan also looked shocked.
Neither father nor son expected that the coffin of the Yang Yin Corpse would actually open!
The iron skewer arrived in front of Yang Xiayuan's waist in an instant.
Yang Qingshan suddenly took action, and the whisk was pulled directly onto the rope.
However, even with the force he used, the rope did not deflect!
Seeing that the iron skewer was about to plunge into Yang Xiayuan's waist.
Yang Xiayuan suddenly reached out and grabbed the middle of the iron skewer with both hands!
He let out a shrill scream!
"Dad!" Yang Qingshan roared.
He pulled back his hand and put the whisk into his waist with his backhand. At the same time, he pulled out his hand from his waist, and a copper sword fell into his palm!
"Gai Wen! The sky is round and the earth is round, with hundreds of laws and regulations!"
"One slash removes the calamities from the sky, and all demons and monsters are injured. The stars come to protect you, and the sun and the moon show their three lights! Two slashes remove the calamities from the earth. Wu is sitting in the middle. All the corpses are scattered, and all monsters are gone! Three slashes remove the calamities from the ghosts, and all ghosts and ghosts are gone. Hidden, the soul of the dead transcends the immortal world, and the cave will always be auspicious!"
The sound of mantras echoed endlessly on the mountainside.
Dozens of bronze swords shot at the rope!
But even though it was so close, the rope didn't break...
A faint white air lingered on the rope.
This is a life so rich that it condenses!
It was this anger that resolved Yang Qingshan's Taoism!
At this moment, Yang Xiayuan looked even more painful...
His cheeks, which were originally plump and round, had shriveled up and sunken in...
Anger is not just the anger of Yin Longshui, but also the anger emanating from Yang Xiayuan!
The yin corpse loves the yang, and what it sucks is the anger.
Even if it was just a rope touch, Yang Xiayuan still couldn't resist!
"Qing... Qingshan... break it... my hand... can't let go..."
Yang Xiayuan only felt that warmth was flowing out of his hands...
Although it was not a wound, he knew that it was more serious than an injury...
Even if he learned Taoism and was twenty-five times richer than an ordinary gentleman, he would never be able to persist for long.
Moreover, his hands seemed to be sucked by the iron stick...
Beads of sweat rolled down Yang Qingshan's forehead.
He immediately pulled out a golden hoe!
"The sky is round and the earth is round, and there are nine chapters of laws and regulations. Eliminate evil today, and everything will be auspicious!" "With one move of the golden hoe, the hills are filled with auspiciousness, and those who protect ghosts will go away!"
The forearm-long golden hoe fell directly to the center of the rope!
There was a soft bang.
The force of the shock made Yang Qingshan's forearms numb.
"You will be punished for disturbing my tranquility!" A cold and thick voice came out from the coffin below again.
The hand slowly lowered downwards.
Then, the coffin lids came together...
As the white marble coffin sank more, Yang Xiayuan's body slowly moved towards the pit...
Yang Xiayuan's eyes were darting left and right.
His face became paler and his eyes became even more urgent.
The next moment, he became more tormented and even disappointed...
Because he thought of a way to escape.
The reason why the hands are so tightly adhered is because of the characteristic of love for Yang, Yin corpse and Yang, and the anger is pulled out.
As long as there is someone to replace him, he can let go!
But now, the gentlemen around them had already fled and reached the edge of the mountainside.
Where would anyone dare to get close? !
Yang Qingshan's face became tighter and his eyes became more serious.
He whispered: "Dad, don't panic, I'm still thinking of a solution!"
Yang Qingshan's voice became much hoarse.
His expression suddenly became tougher, and he had already grabbed the clothes on his shoulders with one hand.
The Liu family's Taoism is good at attacking, but both Taoisms are useless.
Ordinary Taoism can no longer cut off this rope.
He only has one choice left...
Yang Xiayuan on the other side suddenly closed his eyes.
It blocked the struggle and ruthlessness in his eyes.
He couldn't wait any longer, and he didn't dare to wait any longer...
He has begun to feel faint and may pass out at any time, and he is becoming increasingly unable to hold on...
Slowly, he approached Yang Qingshan...
The two of them were already very close.
Yang Xiayuan's action did not surprise Yang Qingshan.
Because he himself was being pulled closer to the pothole.
In the next moment, Yang Qingshan pulled off his clothes, pulled out a willow leaf bronze sword, and was about to cut the skin on his chest.
At the same time, Yang Xiayuan's hands suddenly yanked backward!
He roared, as if he had exhausted all his strength!
Originally, he was holding the iron skewer in the middle.
As soon as he pulled it, he thrust it directly into his waist and abdomen!
At the critical moment, his body suddenly tilted again.
The iron skewer pierced Yang Qingshan's abdomen!
At this time, Yang Qingshan reacted instantly.
He was shocked and shouted: "Dad!? What are you doing..."
Before he finished speaking, Yang Xiayuan's leg suddenly lifted up, and his knee hit his waist!
There was a dull thud.
Immediately afterwards, there was a heartbreaking pain in the abdomen.
The iron skewer completely submerged into Yang Qingshan's abdomen.
Yang Qingshan's resistance was also interrupted by a blow on the waist...
His body was instantly absorbed by the iron skewer.
The moment Yang Xiayuan let go, he took two steps back.
Then, he raised his leg and kicked Yang Qingshan hard in the back!
Yang Qingshan's whole body was kicked and he fell towards the pothole...
At the last moment, Yang Qingshan turned around!
His eyes turned red, shocked, stunned, and annoyed and disappointed after the sudden realization...
Yang Xiayuan's lips trembled slightly, his face was like gold paper.
His body was shaking and his eyes were getting redder and redder.
His expression was too struggling, and tears fell down from the corners of his eyes...
There was a gurgling sound.
In the pothole, water rose up...
In the blink of an eye, the entire pit was overflowing...
Yang Xiayuan crawled forward a few trembling steps and reached the edge of the pothole.
He clenched his fist and punched the ground.
"Green... Qingshan..." He trembled, his heart ached to the point of almost breaking...
"For... as a father... there is no way... the others have gone too far... as a father, I can't die..." Yang Xiayuan's eyes became even redder.
At this time, the water in the pothole began to sink again...
In a few breaths, all the water fell into a deep, dark hole at the bottom...
Under the moonlight, I could barely see clearly. Below was an extremely fast underground river!
But Yang Xiayuan didn't have the guts to follow...
"Failed by half the effort...Failed by half the effort..." Yang Xiayuan felt a sweetness in his throat.
He turned his head sharply and looked at the people around the mountainside.
"It's all you! You are cannon fodder and pawns. But why did you run so far!"
"You killed Qingshan! You will all be buried with him!" He stood up suddenly.
"Qianyuan Henry Zhen, the acupuncture theory is particularly profound, he can sacrifice things at home, the yin and yang are wonderful and spiritual! The secret is like a magical power! The most spiritual telepathy!"
"I invite all the ancestors of Miao Guangqiao, Zhao Guangpu, Yuan Tiangang, and Li Chunfeng! Please pay attention to Gu Zhenxiang and worship together. Today there are ancestors of the Qiang people and descendants of the Qiu family. Please destroy the rebels!"
Yang Xiayuan pulled out a needle belt from his waist!
He didn't whisk the dust, and just turned around hard.
The needle belt flew and the silver needles shot out!
"There are three wonders in the sky, six rituals in the earth, elves are weird, and the old energy is lying on the corpse! The yellow mud and red soil, the rubble tomb, shine a hundred steps, and you can see it with a needle! It's as urgent as a law!" In the burst of silver light, the mountainside The gentlemen around who had not escaped all let out continuous screams!
The mountain trembled again...
It seems that Yang Qingshan's inhalation caused a change in Feng Shui...
The mountainside began to collapse again.
Yang Xiayuan's face was ashen as he galloped down the mountain...
…
If anyone could watch from the top of the mountain.
You can see that the rocks on the mountainside are constantly rolling. This is not a landslide, but the mountainside is cracking, seeming to be reorganizing...
The bodies of those gentlemen were gradually covered by rocks.
I am afraid that no Taoist priest of the Liu family could have imagined that the Liu family's curses would actually kill so many people today...
All the insiders were drowned under the rubble, with no chance of ever seeing the light of day again...
