Chapter 177 Burning through the underworld

Style: Heros Author: Tu LongshiWords: 4155Update Time: 24/01/18 21:16:30
Qi Jingzhi suddenly realized something.

Although so far, among the objects refined by the small bronze mirror, only the spiritual corpse has received such clear comments as "like a living human face, containing memories of past lives" due to its extraordinary talent. "Corpse" is also derived from the soul mask, but it does not mean that there are no demonic obsessions hidden in the remaining items, especially the Yinsha Corpse of "the stench of silver minions and the injustice of external cooperation".

Wan'er first became a mistress of silver, and then became a villain of silver. She spent a long time in a dark silver cellar. How deep the pain and resentment accumulated in her heart was, and how happy she was with the bright candle lit by her father in her memory. It was so warm that even his own body transformed into a bronze monkey candlestick.

This is the obsession she has in this life. It is so deep-rooted that even if it is returned to its original source by a mirror, it cannot be truly eliminated. It is still hidden deep in the Silver Evil Candlestick.

Looking at this aspect alone, Granny Tongxin, whose cultivation was significantly higher than Wan'er's, was far inferior. After her death, she took on the shape of a hairless, red-eyed monkey. After being tempered in a mirror, her body shape only changed slightly.

Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi did not stop the little silver girl's move, but took the initiative to bring the two together, allowing her to successfully put the tray of blood candles on the head of the red-eyed monkey.

It's a pity that although the Feng Mother's corpse reacts to the blood light, it is still a dead thing after all. Even if there is some obsession left, it has nothing to do with Wan'er. Naturally, it will not take the tray of blood candles and dispel the darkness for the little girl.

The little silver girl waited for a moment, but she still couldn't get her wish. The smile on her face gradually faded away, and the light of the blood candle became a little colder.

The next moment, she suddenly took back the tray and raised it above her head again.

At the same time, the Yinsha blood flames suddenly became powerful, and the dazzling and increasingly thick blood-colored flames quickly spread outwards, like an open umbrella cover, covering the red-eyed monkey.

Upon seeing this, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but let go of his hand, even though he knew that he was holding the candlestick and would not be burned by the increasingly weird-looking bloody light.

Then I saw the bloody flame umbrella cover being opened and closed, and the red-eyed monkey retracted the wick, returning to the previous lamp like a bean, and actually swallowed it alive.

However, this state only lasted for one breath, and the silver evil blood flame began to shake violently. First, the flames jumped up, and the blood flame umbrella reappeared, and then it was quickly pulled back to the wick by an invisible force.

After opening and shrinking like this several times, the blood flame umbrella cover finally couldn't hold on any longer and exploded with a bang.

For a moment, flames scattered and blood filled the sky.

This scene seemed familiar to Qi Jingzhi, except that instead of the lanterns and fireballs wearing candles and golden roosters, the ones that exploded into countless sparks were replaced by bloody flame umbrellas.

At the same time, a strange black wind appeared, roaring and surging in the air. There were two blood-colored eyes floating up and down, appearing and disappearing.

"Is this the big black wind that penetrates Yin and Yang from the witch's mouth..."

Just when Qi Jingzhi had this idea, he suddenly felt that the silver candlestick in his hand shook again, and then the whole blood candle on the tray exploded.

The thick and thick blood wave surged upwards, and instantly split into two huge blood-colored arms, encircling the black wind, and each holding a bloody eye with two bloody hands.

This time, the Silver Evil Corpse seemed to have grasped the vital points of the Wind Mother Corpse. The entire black wind immediately became stagnant and no longer surged wantonly. Instead, it clung tightly to the two bloody arms and was easily captured by it. It was torn from mid-air.

Next, both the bloody arms and the bloody eyes and black wind began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they became entangled in a ball.

After just a few breaths, both of them disappeared without a trace, leaving only a little monkey squatting on the tray of the Yinsha candlestick.

This little monkey was completely black, with the soles of its feet and buttocks cast in the tray. It was looking up at the sky with its head raised.

It replaced the original blood candle. A ball of blood flames emerged from each of the two empty eye sockets, and then converged into one above. It was much brighter than the previous lamp like a bean, and it shone more brightly on the body. Cold.

Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but marvel, and immediately looked at the little silver girl under the tray, only to see

She had closed her eyes, and there was a smile on her face.

"Although I couldn't recreate the appearance of the bronze monkey candlestick, at least I have a little monkey to accompany me."

Qi Jingzhi sighed secretly, and then remembered the previous idea that the wind would help the fire, and his heart moved.

He immediately raised the brand-new candlestick, which was formed by the fusion of Yin Sha and Feng Mu's two corpses, a little higher, and tried to blow a gentle breath towards the little monkey, who was covered in darkness and whose eyes were burning.

With a bang, the little monkey's body was instantly covered in flames, and a fierce and bloody flame surged toward the sky, spreading more than two feet.

Before Qi Jingzhi had time to be surprised, a series of sounds of shattering tiles suddenly came to his ears.

I saw that something seemed to have been burned through the void between yin and yang that was touched by the bloody flames, and a big hole was actually exposed.

The edge of the large hole glows with a dazzling golden light, and inside is an endless stretch of water. The water is dim and turbid, and there are vague figures of various creatures floating in it.

Qi Jingzhi just glanced at it, and there were surging water, the neighing of birds and animals, the cries of men and women, and more sounds that were impossible to distinguish directly passed into his heart, making it noisy and roaring.

"not good!"

Qi Jingzhi reacted almost immediately to Yin Jian Weiyuan, who had suffered the disaster of the gods on Caojiang. He quickly closed his eyes and lowered his head, no longer daring to look directly at the scene in the cave. .

Almost at the same time, the angry crane in his heart let out a long cry, and its wings, which were frosty white and tinged with dark red, spread out all of a sudden, and the tips of the wings were filled with colorful colors, among which green was the most abundant.

Amidst the high-pitched and exciting chirping of the crane, the pair of crane wings suddenly danced, stirring up the pine wind like a howling, allowing Qi Jingzhi to maintain a glimmer of clarity.

Wearing a hazy feathery robe, he used all his strength to activate the "Secret Technique of Qiu Chu Cheng Yun". He subconsciously fiddled with his five fingers and flicked them through the air, peeling off cocoons to remove all the strange sounds that were pouring into his heart.

After a moment, the boy who had his head lowered opened his eyes and saw that Yanxia Yuyi was covered with a very faint yellow halo. It looked sparkling, just like the ripples slowly spreading on the water.

After Qi Jingzhi took a few glances, his mind became slightly drowsy and he felt a little dizzy and disgusted.

He immediately took a deep breath, put away the Yanxia Yuyi, and resisted looking at the strange big hole above his head. He raised his eyes slightly, but his pupils shrank in shock at the sight in front of him.

Looking through the more mysterious blood light, a figure appeared on each of the corpses of the Wei clan members in the garden.

These figures were no different from the original owners in life. When they appeared, they were still slightly illusory, with blurry eyes and no trace of vitality. But in the blink of an eye, they solidified like living people, and their expressions became vivid, mostly with pain and fear.

Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi immediately recalled Shen Ruhai whom he had met in the Yin Division of Songling County. He knew that after Yin Sha and Feng Mu merged into one, the Yin Feng Blood Flame on them was no longer what it used to be, and he healed with it. As I got closer to the netherworld, I could already see the dead souls directly.

As soon as these undead souls regained their consciousness, before they had time to see their own situation clearly, their bodies slowly floated up, and hundreds of rivers converged towards a certain place in the air.

For a time, there were cries and screams everywhere, and the whole garden was filled with cries of injustice.

"The dim water in the cave is probably the legendary Yellow Spring."

"Just now Granny Zhanxin said that the underworld and the underworld in Jiuzhen County were covered by great power, so that the dead souls had nowhere to go. I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, a gap was opened by the powerful evil wind and blood flames."

When Qi Jingzhi realized what was happening, he saw from the corner of his eye the undead souls of the Wei family flying involuntarily towards the big hole above his head, but his heart was filled with misery.

He had the intention to rush to Wei Bao's side and let the Wei Bao see his only seedling for the last time, but he also knew that the underworld scene in the cave was too weird and terrifying, and Wei Bao could not bear it, so he had no choice but to force this idea away. Press down.

As soon as the thought was extinguished, less than half of Wei's dead souls were gone, and the rest were gathered outside the hole in the air, crowded into a ball.

Amid the cries and noises, there were also a few undead spirits who either whispered to comfort their relatives, or yelled at their descendants, or held hands.

With teary eyes and appointments in the afterlife, there are also some dead souls who have seen Wei Bao and called out with various names, but they are destined to get no response.

At this moment, dense and chaotic footsteps suddenly came from the direction of the entrance to the back garden.

Immediately, more than a dozen people carrying swords and clubs rushed into the garden in a noisy manner. They dispersed without explanation, as if they were looking for something. The leader faced Wei Bao, who was carrying the body.

Qi Jingzhi could clearly see that among these people were the priests of Baiyun Palace in luxurious frost-white divine robes, and ordinary servants in short jackets. At this time, they were actually mixed together without distinction, and no matter what they looked like, Whoever he was, when he saw the horrific corpses all over the garden, not one of them showed surprise or fear. Instead, his eyes were rather casual and frivolous.

He looked around carefully and did not see Ding Chengli, the concubine of Marquis Anfeng. However, he found that although no one among the dozen or so people showed the aura of a monk, they were all powerful and strong, and they obviously had martial arts skills, especially those inside. The buns on the heads of several people were askew, as if their hats were not worn straight, exposing the bare scalp underneath.

After confirming again and again that he had read it correctly, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but frown slightly. He immediately changed the Yinsha Feng Mother Candlestick to his left hand and quietly moved towards Wei Bao.

The other person walking towards Wei Bao alone was a middle-aged priest who was extremely gorgeously dressed. He had a good temperament and an air of immortality in his movements.

At this time, Wei Bao had already put down the corpses of the clansmen in his hands and held the red gold knife tightly. His face was half puzzled and half wary. He asked the middle-aged priest from a distance: "The prison has brought so many people here. I don't know if there are any." What's up?"

Hearing this, the Baiyun Palace Supervisor slowed down, but continued to approach Wei Bao while replying: "The good donor learned that chaos suddenly broke out in the city just now, and I gathered everyone in the palace to strictly guard the door. We just happened to be inspecting here!"

He paused and glanced around, as if he had just seen the corpses all over the place. He raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "I dare to ask the donor, what happened in the back garden to cause so many Wei clan members to die?" Exposing the body to the ground."

Seeing the other party's abnormal behavior, Wei Bao's face became more alert: "Since we are inspecting Baiyun Palace, there was a lot of movement in the back garden just now, and there were several fires and thick smoke, so we came to the prison a little late. !」

"oh?"

The Baiyun Palace Supervisor did not seem to care about Wei Bao's caution or even hostility. Instead, he showed a look of interest on his face and said with a smile: "Speaking of the movement, two golden tiles were suddenly broken in the Baiyun Palace just now. The broken The sound frightened me to the point of trembling with fear. I wonder if Almsgiver Wei heard it?"

He didn't wait for Wei Bao to answer, and immediately added: "The golden tiles in the palace are really of great importance, and they must not be damaged in the slightest!"

Seeing that the prisoner was talking about him, and his words were quite strange, Wei Bao held the knife and slowly retreated towards the ancient cypress where Qi Jingzhi had been leaning. Every word in his mouth was as cold as iron: "Since we are going to To protect the golden tiles of Baiyun Palace, the prison guard should guard the palace in front. Why did you patrol the back garden?"

The pace of the Baiyun Palace Supervisor suddenly accelerated, and the smile on his face turned gloomy: "I carefully checked the location. The two pieces of gold tiles cover the place here. I wonder if Donor Wei has seen the broken tiles. Thief?"

At the same time, the people scattered around also stepped forward with a tacit understanding, forming an encirclement.

"If you dare to get close again, don't blame Wei for being ruthless!"

Before Wei Bao finished speaking, a large cloud of air spread out from the red gold sword, with the shape of a snake and tiger looming in it, protecting him firmly within it.

Seeing this, the Baiyun Palace Supervisor kept walking, with a fierce and greedy look on his face: "I have advised the sect leader many times that the Wei family's red gold sword is a hidden danger and should be removed as soon as possible! But the sect master strictly ordered me not to wait. Intervene, only favoring the topping woman! Now it’s a good thing, the woman has disappeared, and the golden tiles we have painstakingly arranged have been broken into two pieces, so we have to do it ourselves!"

As he spoke, everyone in Baiyun Palace had formed an encirclement. They each raised their swords and guns, and were about to swarm forward.

At this moment, Wei Bao's figure suddenly disappeared in front of everyone.

Immediately, a dark wind seemed to blow through, and among the dozen or so people,

There were four or five people standing close to each other who couldn't help but shuddered.

"Why is it so cold all of a sudden?"

One of them opened his mouth in confusion, and suddenly his expression froze, and he suddenly let out a shrill wail.

Several companions around him also refused to lag behind, shouting in pain, and their bodies became shriveled and withered visibly to the naked eye.

Immediately afterwards, there seemed to be a flash of bright blood on these people, and the horrific remains of their bodies, which were melting like candles, disappeared just like Wei Bao did before, leaving no trace behind.

The remaining people had already been stunned, but before they could react, the cold wind had already brushed over their bodies, penetrated into their bone marrow, blown into their hearts, and spurted out from deep in their hearts, from the gaps in their bones, and even from the pores all over their bodies. come out.