Hei Yi's face turned serious when he heard the deep voice from the old man in front of him. Although he didn't know what kind of trick the old man was going to use, anyone with the word "secret" would not be able to handle it simply. .
All spells take time to cast, and the same goes for this so-called "Spirit Puppet Prison". Hei Yi saw the puppets scattered around him. He must be planning something, so he immediately took action to deal with this old guy first. But at this moment of hesitation, he felt that his feet were stiff and he could no longer lift his feet. He looked down and saw that his feet were firmly embedded in the ground by two iron hands.
He was shocked and quickly stabbed into the gap under his feet with the sharp blade in his hand! Fortunately, the grip of the iron hand was not very strong. Hei Bo pulled his feet out with a slight tilt and force. But before he could relax, he saw the remains of the puppets under him suddenly gathered together, and he was Locked tightly, forming a square cage. And this cage is very strong, locking his limbs tightly, leaving no room for exertion!
"Hahaha! Ignorant young man, no matter how hard you struggle, you can't escape from the palm of my hand! Just accept death!" Seeing Hei Lai struggling non-stop, Hei Cixin smiled coldly, but stopped talking nonsense. As soon as he moved his mouth, a black light lit up on his thumb, and he saw that the puppet in the distance who had been stabbed in the head by the black cock actually stood up, jumped up and came to the prison, and reached out to pinch the neck of the black cock. , it is bound to break his neck!
Just now, Hei Yi took action to deal with these puppets, but he had already taken it lightly, thinking that he had cut off the connection between them. Little did he know that the puppets could still be controlled by the old man. At this time, his face was ashen, and there was nothing he could do.
In fact, if it were an ordinary puppet, it would naturally be unable to be controlled by Hei Xi's palm. However, the connection between Hei Cixin and the spiritual puppet is extremely complicated. It is not so much that Hei Cixin controls the spiritual puppet. It's the spirit puppet who has the intention to protect it. Although it sounds strange, it is probably the case. Although the power of Hei Yi's palm was not small, it only slightly stagnated the spiritual power in the spirit puppet. For a human being, it might only be a little dizzy and dizzy for a moment.
Although the puppet previously injured by Hei Zhi was seriously injured, it only fainted slightly. After such a long recovery, it had "awakened" and under the control of Hei Cixin, it once again turned into a big killer. Come directly to take Hei Yi's life!
At this time, the puppet's iron hand had already pinched Hei Yi's neck, and the latter's face was also flushed. He felt that the scenery in front of him was getting darker and darker, and his mind went blank. Just when he was about to lose consciousness, he suddenly heard Hearing a soft sigh, the strength in his neck disappeared. He breathed the black air again and coughed violently.
Hei Cixin walked slowly to his puppet, picked out the sharp edge on the puppet's head with his thumb and index finger, and gently twisted it. This sharp edge is all black and shiny. Although it is sharp all around, it is very thin and weightless. It is only one finger long and can be hidden between the fingers.
"Black...feather...blade?" Hei Cixin muttered slowly word by word. His face no longer had the playful look before, but there was a faint sense of nostalgia. He suddenly raised his head and pinched it. He grabbed Hei Yi's shoulder and asked urgently: "Where did this thing... of yours come from?"
Hei Yi was slightly shocked when he heard that the old man had recognized his weapon. Although the black feather blade was not a secret, it was only famous among the Black Peng tribe. It was not so well-known to the world, but he knew it. Death was imminent, and it was useless to talk any more, so he said coldly: "What are you doing? If you want to kill me, I will cut you into pieces..." Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed, and he saw these two black feather blades actually transformed into the old man's hands. For two ordinary black feathers, there is no edge at all.
"You... who are you? Why do you control my black feather blade?" This black feather blade is very secretive and can often have surprising results. Naturally, Hei Yi cherishes it very much and often carries it with him. Moreover, this black feather blade is The only thing left by Hei Yi's parents was a kind of sustenance and dependence for him. Now that he saw an outsider can control his sustenance, even if he regarded death as home, his voice could not control the trembling.
"Hahahaha... The flood has really washed away the Dragon King Temple. I didn't expect that your boy is actually a descendant of my Black Eagle Clan... Oh? He should be a Black Peng Clan now..." The old man's face became happy again, he laughed, and then With the words in his mouth, the spirit puppet prisons scattered with a crash and reorganized into the appearance of four puppets.
Hearing the words "I am the Black Eagle Clan", Hei Yi was even more frightened. He stood up staggeringly, his tone softened a little, and he tentatively said: "That old guy... ahem... I wonder what you call me, senior? "
"My name is Hei Cixin!" the old man said calmly.
"Hei Cixin..." Hei Yi grew up in the Jinpeng tribe when he was young. He was really not familiar with the older generation of the Black Peng tribe. He looked at the name carefully in his mind. Although he had some impressions, he couldn't think of it for a moment. He stood up and smiled bitterly. Just when he was about to explain, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the five puppets beside him and suddenly took a breath of cold air.
He remembered that his father once mentioned something to him, saying that there was once a very violent Black Eagle King in the Black Eagle Clan. He was assisted by five masked Rakshasa who ate human flesh and blood. Every time he attacked, he would kill someone. The neck is very cruel... Hei Yi thought of the recent death of the guards in the city, and the five puppets beside him. He finally recalled the name of the Black Eagle King that his father had answered, and he was also very confused at the time. Why would such a ferocious and cruel person have such a peaceful name, and this name is - Black Mercy Heart!
At that time, Hei Yi was very curious as to why the Black Eagle Clan was in such an embarrassing situation despite the fact that there was such a master in the clan. His father also shook his head and said that this man had died gloriously in the previous war, and after that tragic battle, , the Black Eagle Clan, which had already suffered heavy casualties, was also sanctioned by the Jinpeng Clan, and its strength was declining day by day, so much so.
Previously, Hei Yi heard the old man calling himself the king over and over again, and thought he was very arrogant. Unexpectedly, this man turned out to be the long-lost Black Eagle King of his Black Peng tribe. Now it seems that this king is indeed not worthy of his name. Too much.
"The current Black Peng King of the Black Peng Tribe...Hei Yi, pay homage to my senior!" Thinking of this, Hei Yi quickly bowed and saluted with respect. However, the Black Vulture King who had disappeared for a long time suddenly appeared out of thin air and slaughtered countless of his guards for no reason, which still made him feel grudge.
"Oh?" Hei Cixin's eyes lit up, and she only thought that it was the master's clever plan that actually caused her to collide with the current Black Peng King, but she still sighed: "If I hadn't discovered this black feather blade with my sharp eyes, , almost harming the tribe... But since you are a member of my Black Peng tribe, why don’t you use the Black Peng tribe’s techniques?”
Hei Yi shook his head helplessly after hearing this, and said lightly: "Senior... It's not that I don't want to use the Black Peng clan's skills. It's really difficult to understand and helpless. The only thing that can be used is these two black feather blades... Fortunately, I met him later An adult taught me these skills, otherwise I might not be alive today..." Hei Yi recalled the days when he was locked up underground and scraped moss, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad, but those Jin Peng who offended him back then The tribesmen have also suffered the consequences and deserved their punishment.
Hearing that Hei Yi also mentioned the word "adult", Hei Cixin further confirmed the suspicion in his heart, and laughed and said: "Don't worry! Now that I have met the younger generation, I will naturally take good care of you and tell you how you are progressing now. This time, I will The purpose is to help you!" After saying that, he carefully handed the two black feather blades to Hei Yi.
Hei Yi couldn't help being stunned, but he still took the black feather blade and bowed: "Thank you, senior... There are not many monsters left on the second floor of the Demon Locking Tower. In just a few days, the monsters in the outside world will be eliminated. Peace was restored..." Hei Cixin frowned when he heard this and replied: "Huh! A bunch of trash! You can't handle this kind of thing! Don't worry, kid! I promise you, as long as I take action, everything will be saved There will definitely never be peace!"
"Thank you, senior...ah?" Hei Yi was about to say thank you when he suddenly felt something was wrong, "Senior...have you made a mistake? I want to protect Yangdu, not deal with Yangdu!"
"What?" Hei Cixin's brows furrowed even deeper, "Boy! Were you scared by me and talking nonsense? Why did you say such nonsense?" If it hadn't been for the purpose of attacking Yangdu, he would not have ended up like this. , he was naturally very concerned about this matter, but he did not expect that what the younger generation in front of him said was very different from his own thoughts.
In fact, it was the man who rescued Hei Bo from the dungeon in the first place. At that time, Hei Bo was filled with hatred and swore allegiance to him, and secretly colluded with Wu Tuku to help him seize the Jinpeng clan's possessions in Yangdu. With great power, Heiyi also took advantage of the "magician" invented by the man to occupy this place. It is true that no one dared to be his enemy, but he was always under the control of others and found it difficult to escape. However, since the battle to seize the tripod, the Witch King was killed and the man was nowhere to be seen, which made Hei Yi feel a lot more relaxed. Due to his relationship with Jin Yin, he has shouldered the responsibilities of the Jin Peng clan, but I don't know what I am waiting for.
"It seems that senior has misunderstood this... However, the matter of protecting Yangdu is serious. I hope that senior, out of fraternity, will not harm my Yangdu guards again. If you still insist on moving forward, step through first. My corpse! People who are different do not work together! Farewell!" Hei Yi strengthened his inner belief, and his tone became cold again. Although he knew that he was outmatched, he had no way to retreat. However, so much time had passed now, so he could only He was afraid that those who were traveling with him would be poisoned by the young man, so he turned around and left regardless, betting that this black man of compassion would not kill his own clan.
But before he took a few steps out, he suddenly felt a chill behind him. The five spirit puppets were already close behind him. Although they were all dead objects, the murderous aura was like a huge wave, making him feel like he was stuck in a quagmire and unable to move. Not a cent! And Hei Cixin's cold voice came from behind his ears -
"Do you really think that since you are a member of my clan, I won't dare to kill you?"
