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Chapter 342: Lost in the Tomb


Chang Li stayed in the main tomb chamber, making gestures with his hands.

It was obvious that he controlled the paper man that was fighting against Cheng Jing.

There was still a smile on his lips.

He was extremely bored after staying in the tomb for a long time.

It would be nice to have a child to play with him, even though the child's goal was to kill him.

Cheng Jing obviously guessed something.

He tentatively called out to the paper puncher, "Senior" Seeing the smile at the corner of the paper man's mouth slowly widening, Cheng Jing knew that he had guessed correctly.

At this time, a high-pitched voice reached his ears, and the tone was familiar to him, dismissive and casual, "Be serious, if you really die in my hands, then don't blame me."

Is there something restraining him that prevents him from hurting himself?

Cheng Jing thought.

Although he missed, it was not far away.

Chang Li did have some restrictions on him and could not hurt Cheng Jing's life at will, but it did not mean that when he really wanted Cheng Jing to die, Cheng Jing could escape.

However, Changli would not do this unless absolutely necessary.

According to the original destiny, Changli should die at the hands of Cheng Jing, and then let Cheng Jing gain great benefits, take a step further on the road, and finally break through the limits of this world and go to a new world.

But now that Chang Li has awakened, he naturally doesn't want to become Cheng Jing's stepping stone in vain, but he can't just kill Cheng Jing at will.

Instead, he has to give him some benefits so that his life will not change too much. , so that he is excluded from this world.

Although Changli was very unhappy about being forced to give benefits to others, Cheng Jing was quite pleasing to him, so giving him some benefits was not unacceptable.

The battle continued, and everyone else was fighting very hard.

Only Cheng Jing was as leisurely as if he were outing for a spring outing.

Of course, others obviously didn't see it that way.

They thought that the paper man was just blocked by Cheng Jing's airtight offensive.

That’s all.

The skinny old Taoist raised his wooden sword and drew it across his palm.

The bright red blood soaked the wooden sword, causing a burst of blood-red light to flash on the wooden sword.

There was a paper man who moved forward without fear of death, and then was cut down by the skinny old man with a sword.

The paper man was immediately cut off at the waist, letting out a shrill scream, and where the waist was broken, black liquid splattered.

These paper figures were cut out of Changli, but Changli did not enlighten them.

The reason why they became so powerful was because evil spirits had taken up residence in them.

Now when the evil spirits die, the paper figures will naturally turn into ashes.

As time passed, the paper figures were cleaned up one by one, and the paper figure in front of Cheng Jing also became dwarfed as Cheng Jing perfected his sword skills.

Everyone else thought this was because the paper man was defeated, but Cheng Jing knew in his heart that this was because the senior's power was gradually draining away.

He clearly saw that the color of the paper man became lighter and lighter.

On the eve of the end of the battle, the paper man even turned into pure white.

Then he was struck by Cheng Jing's sword and turned into powder. .

The short and fat Taoist priest touched his huge belly, and then said with a sad face, "We have already suffered heavy losses before we saw the true master.

If we see the true master, how should we deal with it?"

The skinny old man glared at him and said seriously, "Don't say such depressing words."

Although he was not confident in his heart, he still had to have ambition.

In short, it was impossible for them to withdraw now.

They could only bite the bullet and go on, and maybe they could find a way out.

Everyone healed their injuries and restored their skills.

For a while, the tomb became quiet.

Just when everyone was slightly relaxed, a subtle click sound suddenly appeared, and they quickly became alert, but it was too late.

A large hole suddenly disappeared in the ground and suddenly appeared under their feet.

The unprepared people were caught off guard and fell.

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Go down.

Before Cheng Jing fell, he vaguely heard a slight sound in the air, "Enjoy it, and remember to come out alive."

Chang Li watched this scene with satisfaction in the main tomb chamber.

Sure enough, his mechanism had not been transformed in vain.

Who would have thought that in addition to evil magic, an evil spirit could also use such miscellaneous techniques?

While he was still in mid-air, Cheng Jing showed a wry smile.

Just now, he thought that the man might have good intentions, but now he immediately overturned his previous conclusion.

This kind of power is indeed unpredictable.

Yes, Cheng Jing's positioning of Changli is that of great power.

He does not simply classify Changli as evil.

Instead, he believes that people with such a temperament may really have a unique past.

Maybe the story told by Chang Li that he was sealed in this tomb because of betrayal and finally transformed into a demon has a certain degree of truth.

Anyone who is a Taoist sect must be righteous.

You don’t know how many scum of Taoist sects have appeared in the past.

Cheng Jing has never seen the sealing talisman array in the underground palace.

Maybe it was left by a branch of an evil sect.

The cinnabar, which is as red as blood stains, makes people feel ominous when they see it.

Rather than saying that Chang Li sealed by cinnabar is an evil spirit, it is better to say that the person who uses this cinnabar is an evil spirit.

He hadn't noticed it before, but after coming into contact with more vermilion patterns, Cheng Jing discovered that the cinnabar contained a large amount of blood essence and blood of those whose Yuan Yang had not been lost.

And this forbidden magic circle covers the entire underground palace, how much blood essence and blood should be consumed, does it also include the lives of many innocent people?

Why would a practitioner who has the ability to set up such a magic circle set up such a magic circle that is obviously evil in nature?

He obviously wants to suppress evil spirits, but there are other better choices.

Is there any other hidden secret in this?

The number of evil spirits bred in this underground palace far exceeds that of other tombs.

In addition to the fact that the underground palace has been sealed for a long time, is it also because of the special nature of this forbidden circle?

After thinking wildly for a while, Cheng Jing found that he had landed in an inexplicable place.

He obviously landed on his back, but he didn't suffer any damage.

He got up from the darkness, thinking that it would be great if there was a ray of light at this time.

At this moment, a ray of light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

There was actually a fire rising.

His heart moved, and he thought again that it would be nice to have a place to rest.

The idea came to him, and a wooden house suddenly appeared in front of him.

There were also some living utensils in the wooden house.

He walked into the wooden house, sat by the window, and made a pot of tea.

He looked at the ignorance outside the window and thought together, there must be a moon.

The moon appeared immediately, casting a bright light in front of his eyes.

Have a garden.

Flowers appeared immediately and filled the entire window.

There must be a big tree.

Then a towering tree appeared at the other end of the garden.

He curved the corners of his mouth, showing a pleasant smile, and then thought leisurely, it would be great if there was another person to talk to me at this time

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