"Zhang Xu, Zhang Ji, you two stay still and don't let this old man get in your way again."
I turned around and gave them a few instructions, then stopped them behind me to prevent Old Man Zhang from attacking them again.
Old man Zhang looked fanatical and tightly squeezed the Shang Fang sword I threw over, his expression full of pride and arrogance.
"Finally, this thing is in my hands."
He looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, taunting me.
"Master Xiaoman, although you do have a lot of treasures in your eyes, your methods and eyes are so poisonous that I admire you. It's a pity that you missed a treasure today."
He stroked the blade of Shang Fang's sword with great care.
"Do you know what this is? I'm afraid you don't understand. This is a spiritual sword that is a treasure of heaven and earth. There are rumors that if you can get it, you can conquer the world. You missed this treasure of heaven and earth, and now it's too late to regret it."
Old Man Zhang picked up the sword blade and made a long cut on his hand.
Blood flowed out, dripping down the hilt and into the blade.
Shang Fang's sword flashed with streaks of blue light, and then the blood beads continued to flow downward along the hilt of the sword with the blue light, as if they were about to sink into the sword.
When Old Man Zhang saw this scene, he quickly raised his fingers.
In an instant, all the rotting corpses hiding in the darkness rushed out from their hiding places and quickly surrounded Old Man Zhang.
Old Man Zhang raised his sword arrogantly and pointed it at the sky.
And at this moment, as a blood bead fell from the sword to the ground, the wind and clouds thundered, dense clouds rolled across the sky, and the forest became dark for an instant.
Old man Zhang had blue veins all over his face.
I stared at Old Man Zhang's hand that was only holding the hilt of the sword in surprise. On the back of his palm, veins kept popping up.
Moreover, his blood vessels were constantly beating, as if the blood in his body was constantly flowing towards the sword blade in his hand.
"Old man Zhang, let go. You will die."
This scene instantly gave me chills in my heart.
I have no doubt that if this continues, Old Man Zhang will be sucked into a mummy sooner or later.
Old Man Zhang's Adam's apple rolled and he looked at me with disdain.
His eyes were crazy, staring at the rolling clouds and trees around him, and he stretched out his arms to feel the biting cold wind.
"You don't understand. I am about to summon the world, and the world will belong to me. The gate of the underworld will be opened. From now on, I, Old Man Zhang, can not only control corpses, but also the ghosts of the underworld!"
There are many ghosts in the dense forest, and black shadows are constantly pouring out from the forest, spinning around us.
Old man Zhang stared closely at these ghost figures, and vaguely saw that a long gap seemed to be torn out in the sky. Immediately within this gap, there seemed to be hundreds of pairs of ghost hands, tearing at the space, and then from Come out inside.
"Old man Zhang, you are seeking death."
I yelled at him, quickly turned around and rushed towards Old Man Zhang, ready to stop him from continuing to act.
If this continues, hundreds of ghosts will emerge from their caves, and the world will become a purgatory on earth.
But as soon as I started to act, Old Man Zhang gave me a cold look.
In time, the rotting corpses next to him rushed towards me one by one ferociously and crazily, and quickly stopped in front of me.
Old man Zhang sneered at me.
"Boy, since this Shang Fang sword has been given to me, you are of no use to me. Now get out of here, I can still spare your lives. If you dare to stop me, you will kill me today. One, I’ll kill you all.”
I gritted my teeth and clenched my fists, ready to rush.
I thought this thing was a scourge, and I threw it to Old Man Zhang so that he could bear the abuse of the so-called king for me.
It’s just that I didn’t think about it at all.
This thing can actually open the vagina and attract evil spirits.
If I had known this, I would never have given this kind of thing to such a guy with evil intentions.
Old man Zhang raised his head and stared at the gap in the sky.
He raised the hilt of his sword high and opened his arms, as if he wanted to welcome his victory.
Just when I was about to charge forward, Cui Hao suddenly took action, grabbed my arm and pulled me back.
"Cui Hao, what are you doing? We can't let this guy continue to do evil, otherwise everything will be ruined by him."
Cui Hao waved his hand at me.
"What are you thinking? I stopped you to save your life."
After speaking, he pointed at the old man's hem.
"Look at his calves for yourself. This guy is playing with fire. He is almost done."
I was stunned and looked in the direction of Cui Hao's finger.
At this moment, a knife wound suddenly appeared on Old Man Zhang's calf. The knife wound was deep enough to see the bone, blood spurted out, and his trouser legs were soaked in an instant.
In addition, one of Old Man Zhang's arms suddenly caught fire, followed closely by his screams.
Flames spread everywhere and soon burned his arm into a ball of fire. When the flames extinguished, old man Zhang's arm was covered in burned flesh and blood, and the skin was black and rotten.
His left arm could no longer be raised and could only hang down helplessly.
On the other side, old man Zhang's face also began to bulge with pustules. The pustules were as big as chess pieces, and there were seven or eight pustules on his face.
There was pus rolling inside, as if a cavity of pus would burst out with just a slight poke.
"I'll go, what is this?"
I feel sick just looking at it.
At this time, a deep, bone-deep strangulation mark suddenly appeared on Old Man Zhang's neck. He seemed to be unable to breathe, his eyes were rounded, and he kept grabbing at himself with his burned black hand. neck.
But he only got vertical scratches on his neck, and there was no way he could get rid of the so-called invisible rope.
"Old man Zhang is just seeking death. How can he, an old man with no ability, control this kind of heavenly and earthly treasure? This is the king's treasure. If an ordinary person like him dares to provoke the king, he will There is only a dead end."
Zhang Jim snorted nonchalantly and stood behind me, looking at Old Man Zhang with cold eyes.
Only then did I realize something was wrong.
I looked back at Zhang Ji.
"Do you know something?"
Zhang Ji chuckled at me, and his attitude was quite kind this time.
"This great king is recorded in history. I can only say so much, and..."
After he came online and looked at me, the smile on his face became deeper and more malicious.
"And the only one who can control this sword is the puppet chosen by the king, that is, you. This old man works hard at every job and is not afraid of being torn to pieces."
While the two of us were talking.
The old man Zhang was obviously tortured to the point of dying and no longer had the strength to control the Shang Fang sword.
His legs were shaking like chaff, and he looked at me with a look of help.
He shook his right arm vigorously and threw Shang Fang's sword directly to me.
With a bang, the sword hit the ground, pierced deeply in front of me, and got stuck nearly half a meter in the center of the ground.
Old Man Zhang stretched out his right hand and struggled to squeeze out a sentence from his mouth.
"I returned the things to you, please save me."
Old man Zhang has been tortured so much that he is so angry that if he continues like this, he will definitely die.
I don't know how to save him.
I can't tell where the things on his body came from.
But now I know that I probably won’t be able to get rid of this Shang Fang sword.
I had known this...
I looked back at Cui Hao. At that time, we also found the Tianling Dibao underground together.
He took a scepter, with a tiger-headed guillotine and several other treasures underneath.
If I had known that Shang Fang's sword was so powerful, I should have chosen a different one, so I wouldn't have gotten into a hot potato.
But now it's obviously too late to regret.
I had no choice but to squat down and pull out Shang Fang's sword from the ground.
At this time, bright red blood beads suddenly spurted out from the surface of Shang Fang's sword, and then the blood did not reach the ground in an instant and flowed cleanly.
In just the next second, I felt a burning sensation in the palm of my hand, as if something had pierced the palm of my hand and penetrated into my blood vessels.
In just half a second, my blood slowly flowed down the palm of my hand and into the hilt of the sword, and this thing was drawing my blood.
I subconsciously wanted to throw away Shang Fang's sword, but it was too late.
The mysterious power in Old Man Zhang suddenly disappeared, and he fell to the ground in an instant, as if he had aged more than ten years.
Even the gray hair that originally hung on his temples had completely turned white.
Old Man Zhang fell to the ground, rolled around with barely enough breath, and yelled at the rotting corpse beside him.
The next second.
He was lifted up from the ground by these carrion corpses, quickly got into the dense forest nearby, and quickly disappeared in front of us.
At this time, the clouds of destiny are still rolling.
Only then did I discover that the entrances to the eight stone monuments surrounding the Zhenguan Stone Monument were all slightly gapped.
It seems that when the old man tried to control the sword above, the things in the tomb were about to come out.
But at this moment, as my blood continued to flow into the sword, the gaps slowly closed in front of me.
Until it is completely shut down and restored to its original state.
The dense clouds that were originally rolling around the sky began to slowly decrease, and streaks of light broke out from the sky, breaking through the clouds and shining on the ground.
The sky gradually brightened, the rolling thunder of the clouds gradually disappeared, and the surrounding area regained its brightness.
Shang Fang's sword also gradually stopped sucking blood, and he quickly pressed it back into the hilt and hung it back on his chest.
After everything was done, I breathed a sigh of relief. I thought this thing would suck the blood of Old Man Zhang and wash me clean.
But fortunately, this thing doesn't intend to kill me now.
"It's finally over, but what happened just now?"
Could it be that the sword above recognized its owner, so after old man Zhang’s blood dripped into it, it was all drained out?
I can't figure it out.
Just when we were looking at each other, there was suddenly a loud sound in the jungle.
Then a figure fell out of the forest.
