Chapter 132: What are you afraid of?

Style: Fantasy Author: Chen YuanWords: 1880Update Time: 24/02/20 13:45:19
"Edict of Sinful Person" is of the same quality as animal skin, thin and soft, and is about the size of a book page when unfolded. The ink marks are faint, and the words are like ghost paintings. It is impossible to tell what is written. Wei Shiqi activated his blood energy and touched it gently, and the writings scattered into countless frightened insects, gathering and squirming. After a while, they gathered into a small sword, turned around several times, seemingly without noticing, and then disintegrated again.

According to Zhi Qihe, the "Edict of Sin" was originally several feet square, and was daubed with the "Sword of Sin" hanging in the air. The hands were not paying attention, and the thoughts in the heart were naturally inked, and there was nothing to hide. Therefore, it was said that "Edict of Sin" is now only The remaining fragment no longer writes the secrets of the heart, it can only guide the location of the "Sword of Sin" and nothing else. No one can explain clearly in whose hands the Fuhai Sect's treasure was destroyed, and why there are only fragments left. However, it is enough to use the "Sword of Sin" to prove one's innocence. People's hearts are in danger, so keep your thoughts intact. It is not a good thing to write down everything without moving.

Demon Emperor Luo Xie was not hiding his tracks. Wei Shiqi inquired about the news all the way and chased him with a bloody light. On this day, as he crossed the vast mountains, he was suddenly moved by his heart. He took out the "Edict of Sin" and looked at it, only to see that the ink marks gathered into a long and narrow hand. The small sword pointed diagonally at the edge, hesitating, apparently sensing the whereabouts of the "Sword of Sin", which should be within a thousand miles.

Wei Shiqi is not in a hurry to catch up with the Demon Emperor Luo Xie. He is looking for the whereabouts of the treasure. He can save some energy by connecting with him far away. It is thousands of miles away and cannot be detected by ears and eyes. Luo Xie is not aware of it and is still there. Wandering around the mountains and seas, looking for the "unknown place" that Zong Saito said, it was obvious that Sword Spirit Wanren didn't know where the treasure was, and was just groping slowly based on the traces left in the past.

After all this time, how many traces of the past are left?

The small sword on the "Edict of Sinner" is clearly distinguishable. The tip of the sword points to the direction of the "Sword of Sinner". The closer the distance is, the shorter it becomes. Wei Shiqi follows the picture and searches for Ji. He is not worried about Luo Xie getting out of control, so he can escape and walk in the air in his spare time. After more than a month, we entered a desolate Gobi desert. Looking around, we could see rolling gravel and vast yellow sand. The sky and earth were dark, and a huge sandstorm was brewing.

Wei Shiqi stepped on the blood cloud and rose into the sky. His eyes were full of blood and condensed into seven blood talismans. They rotated left, right, and left. After looking at it for a moment, he saw a line of black dots hundreds of miles away, walking through the depths of the desert. , seemed to sense someone snooping, one of them turned his head suddenly. Wei Shiqi withdrew his magical power in time, used the wind and sand to cover his tracks, made a large circle, and tracked away from the edge of the sandstorm. The small sword on the "Edict of Sin" shrank shorter and shorter, indicating that the target was not far ahead.

The sky was dark and the earth was dark, and a sandstorm was sweeping across. The ghost crane built a "Futian tent" to isolate the wind and sand. Inside the tent, there was a lamp like a bean, and the candle shadow did not waver. Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. Demon Emperor Luo Xie was deep in thought. He felt uneasy for some reason. Just now he seemed to notice someone spying from a distance, but he was unable to grab the other person's tail in time and was covered by the wind and sand. Who is so bold as to pursue him so closely? A figure appeared in front of his eyes. Luo Xie's pupils suddenly shrank, the scars on his face were like centipedes swimming, and a cold feeling emanated from his whole body.

Ancestor Tianhu noticed that the Demon Emperor was restless, but said nothing. He escaped by chance and came back from the dead. Although his cultivation level was not as good as before, his perception was extremely sharp. What could make the Demon Emperor so afraid of this world? There was only one person, and he was afraid of something, and that person was catching up! Putting yourself in the Demon King's shoes, there seems to be no good countermeasures. Absolute strength is equivalent to the general trend. The mighty soup, Shunchang's reversal, even if they work together to fight to the death, they may not be able to shake each other.

The power of heaven and earth shrouded everything, and the gravel hit the tent, crackling like a drum. Luo Xie thought for a long time, took out the "Sword of Sin" from his sleeve, and said to Zhu Nili: "When the sandstorm subsides, you can take this with you The sword quickly turned around Buzhou Mountain and slaughtered all the survivors of Fuhaizong without leaving a single person alive. After finishing, he stayed nearby to wait for news. If any sword cultivators came to visit, they were dealt with together."

Zhu Nili was not a man with seven orifices and exquisite faces. He was sent by the Demon King. He accepted the "Sword of Sin" with both hands, and the aura in his body was turbulent, showing a happy and vigorous trend. Zhu Nili is the most bloodthirsty member of the Demon Emperor's group. This is not because he is murderous by nature, but because of the "Eighteen Nili Sutra" he practiced. If he doesn't kill people wantonly, the skills will backfire on him, causing endless disasters. In the desert After a long journey, not to mention the sword cultivator, not even a single person was seen. The Demon King's mission was exactly what he wanted, so he didn't think much about it or ask any questions.

Ancestor Tianhu thought about it for a moment and suddenly understood that the Demon Emperor suspected that the "Sword of Sin" had revealed his whereabouts, so he sent Zhu Nili away with the sword to lure Wei Shiqi away. If he was not fooled, Then we will eradicate the Fuhai Sect and eliminate future troubles forever. As for whether the wrong person will be killed, I would rather kill the wrong person than let them go, and I can only blame them for their bad fate.

Ancestor Tianhu is not the only shrewd person. Yin Guihe, Zhao Jiashen, Long Linsheng, etc. have more or less seen some clues. They all pretend to be confused and remain silent. Someone must lead Wei Shiqi away eventually. I wish Nili has magical powers and can transform into thousands of people. Thousands, if you lose some vitality and Taoism, you may be able to escape by chance, but if you were someone else, you wouldn't even have this slim chance.

The atmosphere in the "Futian Tent" was a little subtle. Yin Guihe coughed lightly and said, "The desert is boundless. I wonder where we are going on this trip? How many miles are there?"

Demon Emperor Luo Xie glanced sideways, Wan Ren calculated with a tense face, and after a long time he said: "That thing is hidden deep in the desert, like the sun and moon, and the rivers and the earth, swimming in time, and then... Clues may appear in a hundred days." That day, Sosaito left him on the periphery and headed to the hinterland of the desert alone. After dozens of years, he turned around and got a glimpse of the way of the sword, splitting the pathless situation and taking a step to the sky. Wan Ren sensed the ups and downs of the old master's energy. Although he didn't know where the treasure was hidden, he had a general idea. It would take him a while to find the path.

But Luo Xie didn't have that much time. Wei Shiqi's threat was like a thorn in his back, like a whip. The longer it was delayed, the more dangerous it became. He slowly closed his eyes and listened quietly to the sand hitting the tent, his fingers tightening and loosening suddenly, as if he had a premonition of something happening.

The sandstorm covered hundreds of miles in radius, howling and raging, and lasted for three days and three nights before gradually fading away. Luo Lai did not wait for the sandstorm to completely subside, and ordered the mud plow to go ahead without delay. Zhu Nili said goodbye to everyone, his body seemed empty and solid, and turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared into the wind and sand, and his breath disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Luo Lai listened for a long time, then made a gesture calmly, and the dragon scales shook its shoulders to reveal its true form. It was actually a giant sand dragon, gathering and disintegrating for a while, flying into the sky with the help of the wind and sand, and then turning around to pounce down, throwing away The tail rolled up everyone and plunged into the yellow sand. Like a dragon entering the sea, it swung its head and tail and dived deep into the desert.

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