The Sword of the Great River, the Fang of Bai Yujing?
I have long heard that there is a figure like an immortal in the later generations, and he is even known as the first-rate scholar after the pre-Qin period, but he has some skills.There seemed to be a strange force on Li Daoyi's bronze sword, which could form the momentum of the waves crashing on the shore, breaking the silver flowers that rushed in and hitting Lao Sue directly.However, before the sword got close to Lao Suo, the silver flower in the sky turned around and wrapped Li Daoyi's whole person in it.The blue butterfly in Jiang Yan's bronze jar also flew out and flew towards the other party.Whether it is a silver flower in the sky or a fluttering butterfly, it is particularly beautiful, who would have thought that this is an evil art that is hated by the world.Lao Su glanced at Jiang Yan with some surprise, what kind of magic is this?
After the first Qin, I had never heard of such a technique.Jiang Yan actually figured it out by himself, and he didn't study it systematically, so it was messy.Lao Suo's bronze lamp was lifted again, and he set himself on fire, emitting a silver glow.The butterfly in the sky hesitated, but in the end it did not fall.Lao Suo's face became even more arrogant, after the first Qin, there can be a few inheritances comparable to the tomb of the old monk of his Blood Coffin Temple.Bai Shenchan looked a little anxious, you guys are killing, it's the same to kill anyone.Before he could finish speaking, a bang sounded.The silver ball of fire that enveloped Li Daoyi exploded, and Li Daoyi fell out of it.There was a feeling of scorching all over his body, and he looked a little embarrassed, but at least he wasn't dead.Lao Suo took a look, but he didn't die, but he had some ability.Jiang Yan was also a little surprised, Li Daoyi couldn't help the other party, and he was injured so easily.Fang Shi is really magical and weird.The power of the silver flower in the sky can be seen, what can be done?
Xu Yang and the others are similar in their hearts, the gap between ordinary people and Fang Shi is too big, even if they have bronze swords, they have no way to take each other.You have to become a monk as soon as possible, but once you become a monk, Bai Shenzen is estimated to be able to find a way to kill them.It's really a contradiction.Now, though, is not the time to think about that.Because with Lao Suo's weird and disdainful laughter, the silver flowers in the sky floated over like snowflakes in the sky.Jiang Yan's eyes shrank, what should I do?
Li Daoyi can barely resist these weird things with the sword of the great river, they can't do it, once they stick to it, they will definitely die.The speed of the silver flame was not slow, and Jiang Yan subconsciously raised his hand to cover the front.Before he raised his hand, he felt a huge force in his hand, dragging his body and rushing forward.Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, looking at the rags on his arms full of eye patterns.The eyes above actually showed a disdainful expression.Lao Suo on the other side was also stunned, but before he could react, Jiang Yan's hand tore open the silver fire curtain that was blocking in front, and then raised his hand, and with a bang, Lao Suo and the bronze lamp were directly smashed and flew out.rolled on the ground for more than ten meters, spit blood from his depression mouth, and looked at Jiang Yan in disbelief.Jiang Yan was also looking at the rags on his arm, what the hell was this, it seemed to be more powerful than the weird Fang Shi.Ou Nanhao and the others also looked at Jiang Yan with a look of surprise, Damn, it was too fierce, and he smashed the person more than ten meters away with one punch, and he was also a person with a strange flame on his body, the power of the fire they had seen, but now it was not stuck to Jiang Yan's hand at all.Li Daoyi touched his head subconsciously, and he seemed to have been directly knocked unconscious by this guy who didn't seem to have much deterrent power.But Bai Shenchan didn't have a happy expression on his face, why is this guy still haunted, he doesn't go to find the Golden Book of Immortality, what does it mean to follow us along the way?
The old man on the ground got up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned around and ran.Bai Shenchan shouted, chase.Now he can kill one is one, as for the rags, he has no choice, he chases, the other party walks him like a dog, and he is angry.Heaven and earth are free, and there is really no one in this world who can catch up with him except for the first emperor and the rebirth of that person.Jiang Yan and the others were basically driven by Bai Shenchan sitting on the big stone turtle to chase people.At the top of the mountain, there is an ancient tomb built of stone, the entrance of the tomb is supported by two blood-colored pillars, and there is an old stone slab on the tomb, perhaps after too many years of wind and rain, the top is full of pits.But I can vaguely distinguish that there are three words on it: Blood Coffin Temple.This is the tomb of the old monk of the Blood Coffin Temple in the mouth of the White God Zen?
Old, shabby, and full of evil spirits.Jiang Yan and the others stopped.In the cave of the tomb, there was also the angry voice of the old man, get out, you get out of here, you invaders.Jiang Yan and the others couldn't help but be stunned, how did they feel that Lao Su didn't say it to them?
As soon as he hesitated, he saw piles of paper figures being thrown out of the tomb, and these paper figures turned over and got up again, and then rushed in again.Lao Suo's roar kept coming, you guys get out of here, since the Sui Dynasty, this is the territory of the Blood Coffin Temple.Jiang Yan and the others looked at each other, how could they feel that these paper people were robbing other people's territory.Rumble!
The old man was actually held up and thrown out by a bunch of paper people, and the paper man wiped his hands, and looked threatening, as if he would dare to come in and try again.Lao Sue is so miserable now, the broken oil lamp is lying next to him.It seemed that he was too angry, and Lao Suo suddenly looked at Bai Shenzen with bloodshot eyes, You said that I used a blood curse to defile · If you defile them, you say I deserve a thousand cuts, but they robbed me of my territory first, and if I don't use the Blood Curse, how can I take back my own place.The grievances were so bad that they were about to drip blood and tears, and it was the first time that they had been robbed since the establishment of the Blood Coffin Temple for thousands of years.Bai Shenzen also looked surprised, really?
It's impossible, how can these paper people grab someone else's territory for no reason?
Bai Shenzen thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt strange, he reached out and touched it vigorously in his pocket, touched it for a long time, and found a bronze plaque, with a big seal on it, engraved with a Qin character on one side, and a white character engraved on the other.Hold the bronze plaque in your hand and hold it in the air.In the tomb, rows of paper men walked out of the tomb in an orderly manner like an army.Jiang Yan glanced at it, isn't this the tiger talisman used in the army?
There are some strange good things in Bai Shenzen's hands.Bai Shenzen was about to step forward and ask, how could these Yin soldiers appear here on a large scale.At this time, the mountain wind howled.The sky, strips of rags shot from the sky.Each strip of cloth was covered with large seals, and each strip had an eye pattern painted on it.Endless strips of cloth, momentum like a rainbow.The old man on the ground, his whole body was trembling, and the horror in his eyes made his whole body tremble, how could it be possible to go before Qin Fangshi?
This is impossible, aren't they buried forever Jiang Yan also glanced at the rags on his arms, which were almost exactly the same as these strips of cloth that shot from the sky.Bai Shenzen also opened his mouth wide, what are you doing?
Don't you refuse to meet me?
Then he looked at the army of paper people, and since he didn't come for him, in the endless rags, a man appeared, walking from the foot of the mountain to the mountain, his steps were very slow, but strangely fast.It was a mummy, no, because he was just wearing the mummy's bandages around his body now, and the strips of cloth on his face and head had been removed.What kind of person is that?
Jiang Yan looked at it without blinking, the breeze was coming, the sun and the moon were shining in the sky, and he couldn't describe this moon-like appearance, he was like this gift of nature.If Li Daoyi's monster is like an immortal, then this person is really an immortal from the sky.The person who came looked less than twenty, full of youth, that appearance did not belong to the glamorous kind, but it made people unable to take their eyes off it, such a face, I am afraid that no one in the world can take their eyes away.Jiang Yan was demented, like a fairy in the mountains, like a person in a painting, so beautiful that it was really unrealistic.Then I saw the eyes of the visitor like silkworm cocoons.Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, a little familiar, isn't this the one in Zhuang Zhou's tomb?
The mummy had no expression on his face, as calm as the years, and walked towards the tomb without stopping.Bai Shenchan came back to his senses, looked at the mummy, and then looked at the army of paper people, and suddenly thought of something, his face changed, damn it, this is not the tomb of the old monk of the Blood Coffin Temple, this Blood Coffin Temple was built later, and it must have been built on it.It was the first time Jiang Yan saw Bai Shenchan, and his face changed.Bai Shenzen looked angry, you dare.Then he raised the tiger talisman in his hand and stopped him.The army of paper men, as if ordered to do so, charged the mummies.It's just that the mummy suddenly exerted force and rushed into the tomb like a cannonball.Jiang Yan and the others looked at each other, what was going on?
The most anxious estimate is Shirakamizen.Bai Shenzen's eyes closed, and when he opened them again, there was a blood-red blood sword pattern in each eye.Bai Shenzen's voice became hoarse, I would like to be reincarnated as Shura, slaughter all the evil in the world, and I would like to become a sword in the hands of His Majesty, even if the soul of eternity is haunted.Bloody, depressing, filling the entire space, where is still that cheap little bald head.The air was like suffocation, and Jiang Yan and the others couldn't even breathe smoothly under this kind of oppression.The person in front of him abruptly gave people a feeling of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.Bai Shenzen walked towards the tomb step by step.However, with a bang, a figure flew upside down from the tomb, and then landed lightly.Isn't that the mummy?
Jiang Yan was stunned, did he fly out upside down just now?
In the tomb, there was a sound of babbling.A palanquin, a palanquin made of paper, moved out of the tomb.The people who carried the sedan chair were a group of paper people.It was quiet, and the wind stopped blowing.Jiang Yan: Who is this?
What the hell is wrong with this world?
What's even more surprising is that Bai Shenchan knelt down on one knee, and his hoarse voice seemed to be able to travel through the ages, see His Highness.Quiet, as quiet as dead silence.Chapter 35: Whose Destiny?
The top of the mountain, the bleak wind, no sound.The rags swirled in the air, and no matter how you looked at it, there was a sense of withering.In front of the sedan chair made of paper, a group of paper people who looked like female characters were singing and dancing, as if they were opening the way, a bit like the joy of the ancient officials' outings.But Jiang Yan believes that this kind of silent celebration will definitely not be appreciated by ordinary people.Weird, and the old man who trembled like a swing on the ground, and the indescribable horror in his eyes made him look like crazy.Pre-Qin Fangshi, impossible, it is impossible for there to be another pre-Qin Fangshi in this world.The emotions were too excited, coupled with old age and decrepitude, the trembling body fell down like that, lying on the ground and never moving.He's dead.Maybe it was scared to death, or maybe it was because it was incredulous, but the miserable body that fell to the ground had no life anymore.The bronze lamp in his hand fell to the side, and the fire in the center of the lamp became more and more dim.Now the only heartless estimate is Cordyceps.Standing in front of the bronze lamp with a finger in his hand, and then holding the bronze lamp above his head with a smile and running back, it was it, and used it to burn the beetle.The paper sedan chair walked in front of the paper man who looked like an army, and then stopped, and there was actually a feeling of leading thousands of troops and horses into battle to kill the enemy.Confront the mummy on the opposite side with countless strips of rags flying around it.Silent confrontation.The mummy frowned, and after a long time, he spoke, still in the same hoarse voice as always, but there was a sense of youth in the hoarse voice, which was very contradictory, but it was a real voice.Long time no see.Be quiet.This may be another conversation after thousands of years.There was no sound in the palanquin.The two paper men on both sides of the sedan chair opened a corner of the paper curtain in front of the sedan chair with full etiquette.A hand stretched out from the palanquin.How to describe this hand does not look particularly strong, and even a little weak.And it's a hand wrapped entirely in paper.Jiang Yan and the others glanced at each other.Now that I've gotten up from the ground and wrapped in something, I look like I'm not ordinary.The hand just waved lightly and said nothing.The army of paper men behind him had already stepped neatly and began to attack.Maybe it's the enemy of fate, and there's no need to say anything more at all.In the sedan chair that was opened, countless confetti also flew out, turning into a sky full of paper people, like heavenly soldiers.The mummy opened his mouth, your teacher must not want to see you and me fighting each other.Ay.A sigh came from the sedan chair, although there was only a meaningless sigh, but Jiang Yan actually heard the helplessness.The paper man in the sky paused, but only paused, still floating towards the mummy, without a sound, but seemed to hear the shouts of thousands of troops.The mummy's face as calm as the years is also an endless sigh, why do you wake up?
Once again, face the most difficult choice in the world.Originally, for his sake, he wanted to seal you, but I didn't expect you to wake up early.The Paper Man of the Sky is already close to the mummy.The mummy sighed, the enemy of your fate is not me, maybe no one can escape fate, just like you.With that, the rags around the mummy suddenly plunged into the earth, like a sharp blade, deep into the ground.Jiang Yan and the others looked at the strip of cloth that kept piercing into the depths of the earth, and their eyes shrank.Is this the pre-Qin Fangshi?
Sure enough, it is already an existence that ordinary people cannot understand.Boom, boom, boom.Underground, something was pulled up by strips of rags.The mummy looks up, your old enemy is him, and even the dead are buried together to cut the fate of the endless.Jiang Yan didn't understand what the two were saying at all, only heard a bang, and in the dirt, a bronze coffin was pulled out of the ground by strips of rags.The old bronze coffin lay quietly on the ground, and something like black smoke continued to seep out from the cracks of the coffin.Rumble!
Suddenly, the bronze coffin shook, and it seemed that something terrible wanted to crawl out of it.Even Bai Shenzen, who was kneeling on one knee, looked at the bronze coffin with a particularly complicated face, he seemed to know what was inside, and then looked at the mummy, and spit out a sentence between his teeth, despicable.The paper man in the sky stopped, and landed in the mountains, and the mountains were all over the field.The whole top of the mountain was the sound of the bronze coffin clattering and something trying to break out.The paper men all over the mountains knelt down on one knee in front of the bronze coffin.The mummy whispered, fate, what can never be broken free is called fate.The voice fell, and with a bang, the lid of the bronze coffin was lifted.