As I finished speaking, I saw Yang Xiayuan was about to pierce Yang Qingshan's head with a sword, and his hand suddenly stopped again.
"Corpse Pill?" The emotion in Yang Xiayuan's eyes obviously became surprise and greed.
"Where are you hiding the Corpse Pill!" Yang Xiayuan stared straight at Yang Qingshan.
The next moment, the sword in Yang Xiayuan's hand suddenly pointed at me.
Immediately, I felt the hairs all over my body stand on end, especially the skin on my face felt a tingling sensation.
"Qingshan, the five spirits will cast a spell on you. It will only make you unable to move or speak. You will have to watch Luo Shiliu die. Considering your relationship, you will definitely not be able to watch him die with his head cut off. Dad will die again." Let me ask you once, where do you hide the Corpse Pill?!"
There was a strong threat in Yang Xiayuan's voice.
There was more sweat on my forehead, almost falling from the corners of my eyes.
Time seemed to become extremely slow at this moment.
I couldn't control myself and glanced at the cracked stone from the corner of my eye.
The next moment, there was a cracking sound!
The stone burst into pieces instantly and turned into a pile of powder almost instantly!
Immediately afterwards, the other three pieces also burst into powder.
The piece of yellow stone on Yang Qingshan's forehead instantly shattered into a cloud of dust and dissipated in the air like ashes.
Yang Qingshan suddenly raised his hand, and the white bone sword brought up a pale white afterimage.
Yang Xiayuan's expression changed drastically, as if he was shocked beyond belief.
Wow!
First, the clothes were torn to pieces, and then the skin and flesh were torn apart!
Blood flowed down, and Yang Xiayuan screamed and retreated.
A deep and long wound was opened diagonally from his collarbone to his lower abdomen!
You can almost see the bones in the ribs, and Yang Xiayuan was almost disemboweled by this sword.
Suddenly I felt the wind blowing around me. The wind was filled with warmth and mixed with strands of cold air.
The wind is blowing towards Yang Xiayuan...
My pupils tightened because I found that Yang Xiayuan only shed some blood, but the wound did not bleed anymore!
"Angry! He swallowed the corpse's blood, and being angry is still feeding him back!"
I figured everything out instantly!
The next moment, I felt extremely cold all over. Yang Xiayuan was still looking at me, but this time his eyes became extremely vicious.
I even thought of another possibility.
There must be some drawbacks to Yang Xiayuan's use of corpse blood to replenish his vitality and longevity. Should this drawback be that he can't leave the Manchurian Ghost?
Within the Haired Ghost, there is still life everywhere.
If he leaves and all the corpse blood is consumed, he will die! ?
Of course, this is just a momentary guess.
I saw Yang Qingshan leaning forward and rushing forward, Yang Xiayuan suddenly pushed forward with both hands, and shouted hoarsely: "The sky is round, the land has nine chapters of laws and regulations, I am going to town now, all disasters have retreated, and all ghosts are hiding! The house is safe, come in and out!" All goes well, and the population will always be healthy! I serve the Supreme Lord, and I am as urgent as the law!"
Two white cloths shot out from Yang Xiayuan's sleeves!
On this white cloth are bloody runes!
At a glance, I felt that this rune exuded a strong evil spirit, and this evil spirit was not the cold kind of Yin evil spirit, but rather an irritable feeling.
Immediately I thought of when Yang Xiayuan used An Wu Jing to suppress the curse just now, he said that the stones had been soaked in the blood of Taoist priests.
Then the blood used to draw the talisman is probably the blood essence of the Taoist priest?
The talisman is painted with the blood of a Taoist priest, and among the vast righteousness is this kind of magic spell to suppress evil spirits. The power may not be the same!
Yang Qingshan obviously reacted. He suddenly raised his leg and jumped almost four to five meters high.
Yang Xiayuan suddenly raised his hand, and the two huge Suppressing Charms were originally meant to charge forward, but at this moment they were whipped up like whips and wrapped around Yang Qingshan!
"The White Bones Divides Dragon Sutra, the Yang destiny is one or two, and the five, seven, and nine are beneficial! The Yin destiny is twenty or three years old, and seven, eight, and nine are ten in total!"
Yang Qingshan jumped up and fired more than ten times with the bone sword in his hand!
Every blow hit a certain point on the two restraining curses.
All this happened too fast, only within ten seconds.
But Yang Xiayuan suddenly shook his sleeves, and the two restraining spells were immediately released from his hands, and he suddenly ran away in the opposite direction. The power of the suppressing curse seemed to be much more powerful, and it seemed like a final counterattack.
The sword in Yang Qingshan's hand was extremely stable, and it was broken several times.
There was a crashing sound, and white cloth was scattered all over the sky.
He landed hard with a thud.
There was half a minute between Yang Xiayuan's escape and Yang Qingshan's landing.
At this time, Yang Xiayuan could no longer be seen in my sight.
My heart was pounding.
Yang Qingshan didn't chase him. He just stared at the direction in which Yang Xiayuan was running away. He paused for a few seconds, then walked to me, and with one move of his sword, he broke the rope on my body.
Immediately I regained my ability to move, my body swayed a bit and I almost didn't fall.
"You were able to break the God-Suppressing Curse and he ran away. Is that supposed to be his way of suppressing the situation? Or was it the most powerful method he prepared to deal with you?" I asked in a hoarse voice.
I didn't ask Yang Qingshan why he didn't chase him.
Because I know that Yang Qingshan will not stay here if he can catch up.
I'm asking about their strength.
Yang Qingshan glanced at the bone sword in his hand, put it back into his sleeve, and replied calmly: "He is still afraid of this sword. He is injured in the chest and abdomen, and it will not be easy to recover."
My eyelids twitched slightly.
Suddenly I remembered that when Yang Qingshan took out the bone sword, he asked Yang Xiayuan if he recognized it.
What's the mystery behind this sword?
At this moment, Yang Qingshan glanced at the Yang Yin Corpse, then at the direction in which Yang Xiayuan escaped, and said solemnly: "You should be able to figure out where he escaped to, right?"
What he asked made me stiffen. I frowned in thought, and my pupils suddenly tightened.
"Qiu Chudao's corpse! The corpse was originally releasing life in the center of the mountain pool. He couldn't breathe in the life just now. He asked me what I did. There was also the anger here when he was injured just now. The way he looked at me at that time! "
After I finished speaking, my heart suddenly sank.
"He went to find Liu Yushu and Uncle Wen. Liu Yushu went to deal with those blood demons just now, but they haven't come back yet. Those blood demons have things that confuse people's minds. I don't know if something happened. Let's go there quickly. "
Yang Qingshan took another look at the piece of jade on the head of the Yin Yang Corpse. He suddenly raised his hand and hit it on the chest. The Yin Corpse of the Juan Yang fell heavily into the coffin, and then he lifted up the coffin.
I'm impatient, but it depends on how Yang Qingshan handles the Yin Corpse.
"He won't be able to deal with Liu Yucur so easily. There is no way that these blood demons can be Liu Yucur's opponent. If they haven't come over, something must have happened."
"I have already suppressed the Yin Corpse of the Yang Yang. The one who suppressed him was a piece of jade seal that Qiu Chudao had stored in the Qiang tribe. To kill him, we need one more thing, which is not available here. But we cannot give that person a chance to encounter him again. This corpse."
My mind froze, that person?
That traitor from the Qiang tribe?
