I saw another picture, there was a big round thing like a tomb bag, with golden light emitting from it.
Suddenly the thing was moving, one after another, as if something was struggling to come out.
The next second, there was a bang, and something broke through the tomb bag, flew out from inside, and finally landed firmly on the ground.
It turned out to be a person.
When the camera zoomed in, I saw clearly that it was my grandfather Li Shantang.
Suddenly, a black shadow flashed past. It was the man wearing a black robe and a skull mask. His back was turned to me, and his face could not be seen clearly.
He still held a steel knife in his hand, shining with a cold light.
Grandpa slowly stood up from the ground and looked at the man in black robes.
The man in black robe spoke, his voice was extremely hoarse and unpleasant.
First he laughed a few times, and then said: "It's great that you can escape from the immortal's tomb."
Then he sneered: "The only way to escape is to die."
As he spoke, he slowly raised the steel knife in his hand.
Grandpa didn't have any fear, he just stared at him coldly.
The next second, the two people who were still moved at the same time and rushed towards each other at the same time.
There was a bang, so fast that I could barely see it, and all I heard was a deafening sound.
The screen flickered, then returned to calm.
Grandpa was actually swept away by the steel knife. He was no match for the man in black robe.
His body flew far and wide like a kite with its string broken, until he was no longer visible.
The man in black robe let out an unpleasant laugh, slowly put away the steel knife, and said to himself: "Immortal slayers, slaughter all the immortals in the world, I will open my net and imprison you in the immortal tomb, that is you The best destination is just a pity, if you have to seek death."
My heart ached when I saw this. Could it be that grandpa was killed by this gangster?
But then the scene changed, and a man was lying motionless on the muddy grass.
It was raining, and the sound of rain rang in his ears, and raindrops hit him with crackling sounds.
Finally his fingers moved, and then his body moved too.
He climbed up with some difficulty, his body already covered with mud and rain.
He is my grandfather.
He was not dead, but he was very miserable.
His eyes flashed with determination, then he looked somewhere and uttered a few words: "Qingying, I'm here."
Only then did I realize that all this was for Qingying.
Then the scene changed again, Qingying and Fan Wujiu, these two peerless Yin gods, were surrounded by hundreds of people on the beach of the Yellow River.
Most of these hundreds of people are from the Yin Alliance, and I also saw many familiar faces among them, such as the exorcist Tie Muren from the Tie family in Shandong, Yin Changsheng, the Taoist priest from Maoshan, and so on.
They held magic weapons in their hands, their faces shone with cold light, and they surrounded Qingying and Fan Wujiu, as if they had set up a dragnet.
Qingying and Fan Wujiu stood there leaning on each other, their eyes still firm.
Qingying said: "It seems that today is our fate."
"Qingying, are you afraid?"
Qingying shook her head.
At this time, someone in the Yin Alliance shouted: "Hahaha, these two Yin gods no longer have the protection of heaven and are not as powerful as before. Let's catch them now."
So many voices yelled crazily: "Yes, catch them and eat their meat to live forever, and even reach the point of overcoming tribulations and becoming immortals. Hahaha, there are also their yin arts, soul stabbing, and yin tricks, That is a yin technique that is unparalleled in the world, and those who can rely on yin techniques will conquer the world."
The leader is naturally the Iron Wood Man.
He held a soul-beating whip in his hand, raised the whip high in the air and ordered loudly: "Give it to me, catch the ones alive."
So, like a flood that opened, they all surged towards the two Yin Gods.
Fan Wujiu held Qingying's hand tightly.
Then a big battle began.
Although they lost the protection of heaven, their strength still cannot be underestimated, so this battle was still fought in darkness.
But it didn't last long. After just over an hour, the winner was decided.
The two Yin gods were defeated.
Fan Wujiu was already injured, but now his injury worsened. He knelt on one knee, put one hand on his knee, and stared up at the hungry wolf-like people in front of him.
Qingying's light blue costume was already stained with blood.
She staggered a few steps and managed to hold on without falling, but she was at the end of her strength.
Ironwood laughed again.
"Are the two Yin gods still fighting? You have already been defeated. Let's just surrender and cooperate. I will let you die quickly. Of course, before you die, pass on your Yin skills to me."
Fan Wujiu suddenly looked up to the sky and roared.
"Hahahaha..." Although he was injured, his laughter was earth-shattering.
The people in the Yin Alliance were stunned and felt very uncomfortable at the laughter.
"Why are you laughing? You are already a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and you can still laugh." Ironwood asked loudly.
Fan Wujiu stopped laughing and looked at them with contempt and said: "We are originally the black and white in the underworld. The Lord of Hell sent us to the upper world to collect the ghosts of those innocent people who died tragically. The two of us have walked all the way and can't bear it. Scatter those ghosts away and stab them into the country and the country."
"We sympathize with the sufferings in the world and hunt down monsters and demons everywhere, just to save the world and accumulate merit. Now we realize that the human heart in this world is the most hateful. The reason why there are so many sufferings, wars, plagues, and disasters in this world , all caused by your greed."
"Now you even want to kill our two Yin Gods. You have evil hearts. I have nothing to say. But no matter what situation we fall into, we two Yin Gods will never bow down. You can kill or scrape them as you please. But if you want to take away our Yin magic, you are just wishful thinking."
Everyone was shocked and angry after what he said.
Even the Iron Wood Man couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he is truly worthy of being two evil gods, they would rather break than bend.
But on the surface he was very angry.
"Hmph, stop talking nonsense. As long as you fall into our hands, I will naturally have a way to seize your Yin skills. Okay, don't waste time, catch them two."
So, more than a dozen people rushed forward to catch Fan Wujiu and Qingying.
At this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew by, and everyone felt something floating above their heads. When they looked up, they were surprised to see a black figure like a soaring eagle, flying at an extremely fast speed. Passed by and was in front of Qingying in an instant.
Only then did they see that it was a person, and someone they knew.
"Master of yin arts, Old Ghost Li?" someone shouted in surprise, and even Tiemu Ren's face showed surprise.
If we want to say that the real masters in the world of Yin magic are none other than Old Ghost.
But he disappeared many years ago, why did he suddenly appear now?
My grandfather grabbed Qingying's arm. Qingying turned to look at him, their eyes met. There was a wave of emotion on my grandfather's face, but Qingying's face was expressionless, as if she didn't recognize her grandfather.
"Qingying..." Grandpa called out affectionately. How much suffering did he suffer during these days of being imprisoned in the Immortal Tomb? It took so much effort to escape from the Immortal Tomb, all because of Qingying.
But why didn't this woman react at all? Didn't she remember him?
"Qingying, it's me, Li Shantang, your Li Shantang." Grandpa said again.
Qingying's face moved when she heard my grandfather's name, but she soon became calm again.
Grandpa's heart tightened, and his intuition told him that something was wrong, but before he could figure it out, the people on the Ironwood side had already started shouting.
"Old Ghost Li, haven't you already disappeared? Why are you running out again now?"
"Old Ghost Li, we advise you not to meddle in other people's business."
My grandfather turned his eyes to them, with a cold light shining in his eyes.
"If you dare to lay a finger on Qingying, I will kill you without a burial place." Grandpa's words were not loud, but they were so shocking that the people in the Yin Alliance retreated unconsciously. Two steps.
They knew how powerful Old Ghost Li was, so how could he be offended so easily?
Someone quietly asked Ironwood: "Iron Alliance Leader, what should I do?"
Temu Ren said with a gloomy face: "What else can we do? Do we have to give up on the two Yin Gods? We have spent so much effort and finally hunted down the two Yin Gods, how can we give up so easily?"
"But Old Ghost Li..."
"Who is Old Ghost Li? Although he is powerful, there are so many of us that it is difficult for two fists to defeat four people. We are still afraid of him."
After listening to Temu Ren's words, they suddenly became excited.
Grandpa stopped talking nonsense, jumped up, and rushed towards them like a beast.
"Qingying, just wait until I destroy them and take you away." Grandpa's tone was extremely relaxed.
Qingying just stood there in shock.
Fan Wujiu turned around and looked at Qingying: "Who is he?"
Qingying shook her head blankly, as if she didn't even know who her grandfather was?
I felt nervous when I saw it. Grandpa and Qingying were clearly a couple before, so loving, but now why doesn’t she remember grandpa?
