Chapter 3: The Death of Ink
Some of these blood-dripping human heads burrowed into the lanterns, turning the bright light of the fire into cold blue fire, while others fell into the pools on both sides of the bridge, and a layer of black frost spread at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the guards and maids who served outside the palace all tilted their heads and fainted to the ground. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
In a few moments, a series of spirits rose from the ground, no different from ordinary people, walking around, but their bodies were dripping with strange blood.
As more and more souls were recruited, this sleeping place became more and more eerie and terrifying, and even the dragon qi that isolated the immortals, Buddhas, gods and demons was squeezed away bit by bit.
The emperors of all dynasties are just mortals, but if they want to use Taoism to inflict harm, it is by no means simple, at least that layer of dragon qi is the biggest obstacle; this mysterious assassin is also smart, first use demon methods, these maids are filthy, these slaves and maids serve in front of the old emperor day and night, and their bodies have long adapted to the operation of dragon qi, and the possibility of being excluded is also the lowest.
Sure enough, when these souls submerged into the palace, the dragon qi did not have any obstruction, and in the entire hall, only the sleeping figure of the old emperor remained, and his chest fell together.
At the moment when the souls approached the bed, suddenly, on the nine dragon heads of the nine-chariot bed, the mouths were abrupt, and deep flames as deep as ink erupted, and everywhere they passed, the ghosts struggled silently, and then all of them melted like wax torches.
As if stimulated, all the mechanisms in the palace were turned away, the ground fell out of thin air, and ten bronze armored soldiers emerged, full of runes, holding a sword with a sword, slashing left and right, but like the nemesis of ghosts, the ghost and the human head, only a moment later, were beheaded.
At that time, the ancestral dragon gathered the soldiers of the world and cast twelve bronze people, the ability to cast bronze people, in addition to the means of the Fang Shi, the skills of the Mo family are also essential, and this town ghost bronze man is handed down from that year, and the demon town is one of the demon soldiers, and it is the nemesis of the demons and monsters.
Outside the palace, the figure of the Taoist slowly walked out, it was the Marquis who had been in retreat, but compared with a few years ago, this Mo family master was too old, his face was wrinkled, his hair was gray, and he looked like an old man who was about to die.
But even so, his eyes are brighter, like a candle in the wind, shining on one side.
"Among the three sects and nine streams, no matter which faction you are, if you want to assassinate Your Majesty today, I'm afraid you will have to do something to the heavens, unless, you are a member of that organization?"
"Chatter, old thing, can you protect him for a while, can you protect him for a lifetime?"
"Can or can't, but it's not up to you, since you're here, let's stay," the Hou said calmly, suddenly with an extra organ token in his hand, flipping over the sign, the walls inside and outside the palace suddenly turned in unison, showing the bronze color inside, more like a prison.
"Bronze Prison Town Divine Wall, you, you are so bold!" the strange mouth screamed, and his tone finally became frightened, the Bronze Prison Town Divine Wall has another name - Zhenxian Prison, listen to the reputation, back then, Zulong wanted to be the emperor of people, and fought with the Lingkong Immortal Realm, but he caught a lot of immortals, and these immortals were locked in this Zhenxian prison.
The bronze wall seemed to be endless, higher and wider, and finally even rose to the size of half a city, and with smaller and smaller screams, the huge wall slowly closed, but the marquis did not care about these changes, but bowed respectfully in the direction of the old emperor, and then slowly retreated.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard a greeting, "Since you are here, then I can rest assured." ”
The catcher looked up and squeezed out a smile: "It turned out to be an old friend, what, is it your turn to be on duty tonight?"
"That's not it, I wanted to go into the palace to find you, but when I saw that there were ghost qi fluctuations in this palace, I rushed over, I didn't think that you were still as alert as you were back then, why, it's not enough to support the first emperor, and even your son has to be protected?" the man laughed.
The marquis didn't answer, but only asked, "That old friend, you are looking for me tonight, I don't know what is the matter?"
"The last part you wanted, I found it for you!" and the man tossed a lock-shaped thing.
It's strange to say, then the Mo family grandmaster, who has always been indifferent, heard this, but instantly became excited, "Old friend, you found it, this is really, really good, ah!!"
Unexpectedly, with a muffled snort, I saw that at the bottom of this thing, a thumb-sized black centipede was biting on the other party's wrist, dripping black blood oozing out, "Ten thousand years poisonous centipede, you-"
The 10,000-year-old poisonous snake is known as one of the three most powerful poisons in the world, as long as it is bitten, it is difficult for the immortals to be saved, even if it is the practice of hunting, they also feel dizzy for a while.
The man's eyes showed a look of struggle, and finally turned into a deep sigh, "Don't blame me, old friend, immortals are also made by people." ”
In an instant, the void was distorted, and several figures came out, shadowless, invisible, silent, withered and honorless, until the moment the sword light pierced into the body, it showed its appearance, the ape hung on the bird like a ghost, the skin of the hands and feet was thicker than ordinary people, and the other parts were much smaller.
"Flying Yaksha! You are indeed from the Netherworld!" "The catcher roared, and countless chain black spears burst out all over his body, and everywhere he passed, those strange people were instantly torn apart, but from beginning to end, from life to death, these characters did not show the slightest expression.
At the same time, the injured parts, especially the flesh of the wounds, fell like rain, and what was revealed was jagged and woody.
"You did use the forbidden spell of the trap on yourself!" the man shouted.
The hundred schools of thought, compared with the two schools of Taoism and Buddhism, each has its own strengths, but the two have an advantage that is difficult to compare with a hundred schools, that is, the cultivation of the two can lead to immortality and can continue to prosper, while the other schools have either broken off their inheritance or declined with the passage of time.
In response to this situation, the ancestor of the Mo family created a powerful method, which is to refine himself into a puppet, which can live for hundreds of years before the original spirit dissipates, but this method destroys the natural law of the rise and fall of living beings and aging, so it is taboo in the underworld, so it is called a forbidden art.
I didn't think that the descendants of the Mo family and the Yin and Yang family of this generation still did such things.
"This little trick is really a drop in the bucket compared to what you did," the catcher said coldly, he knew that since the other party wanted to do it to himself, it must be impossible to use these means, if he didn't get out early, it would be difficult to leave.
I don't know what means he used, and countless mechanical parts suddenly rose from the ground, which were combined heavily, gradually forming a tower-shaped, slowly rising, and seeing that the top of the tower was about to fall at his feet.
The man's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly shouted: "This is the Mo Family's Supreme Treasure Trap Tower, which can be combined with countless secret passages, once he is allowed to enter it, it will be difficult to kill him again!"
As soon as the words fell, three surging wills emerged from the void, condensing the sky and the earth, freezing the entire space, and the pagoda rose more and more slowly, and finally came to a standstill.
In order to make that thing, his state had already dropped to the lowest point, and he was attacked by his old friend, and he was hit by the most violent poison in the world, and this flying yaksha technique, the most ruthless thing is that it can break the chance of life, if he is not a living person, I am afraid that he would have died hundreds of times.
'There is life and death, prosperity and decline, glory and gratitude, there is coming and going, there is life and death, there is prosperity and waste, there are things and me, there are right and wrong, they rise one after another, it is better to live forever and ......
With wave after wave of spells, the catcher only felt that his consciousness was being more and more withdrawn, and incomparable pain came, at the last moment, he glanced at the dragon qi in the palace, and his heart was unexpectedly calm, "At least, the last part is true, Your Majesty the Emperor, what can be done, the courtiers have already done it, in vain, the rest, I will leave it to you." ”
As soon as the thought in his heart moved, the tower that had been stagnant was put into operation again, and with a 'crunch' sound, the whole body suddenly exploded, turning into countless mechanism parts, falling into this tower, and the tower turned three times, and disappeared violently.