Holy Bone

Chapter 449

Faced with the palm slapped by the murderous corpse, the mountain guard felt a chill in his heart. At this moment, he didn't care about losing face. A donkey rolled, and his face was ashamed to avoid the dangerous palm.

He had just walked through the gate of hell, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the sound of howling wind came from behind, which hurt his ears, and it was old man Jiufeng who was chasing after him.

call out!
There was a muffled sound of the bow, the ox horn bow trembled, and a feathered arrow shot towards Old Man Jiufeng quickly, and Old Man Jiufeng raised his hand to grab the feathered arrow.

The feather arrow rolled violently in his palm, rubbing against it, the flesh and blood of the tiger's mouth was ground into a bloody mess, and a large piece of flesh and blood was cut off, and finally stopped the momentum of the feather arrow.

With just one arm, he forcibly blocked the feathered arrow shot out with a thousand catties of force!

Click.

The old man Jiufeng, who didn't feel any pain at all, squeezed his palm, and the feathered arrow still stained with blood broke into two pieces. His eyes lightly glanced at Lord Yan who was standing behind the line.

"Master Yan, you hold back the murderous corpse for me. Brother Ning and I are going to prepare an altar to deal with this corpse once and for all! But I need some time to prepare!" road.

Old Man Jiufeng and Lord Yan looked at the mountain guard at the same time.

That is at this time.

The two moved at the same time.

Start a frontal attack.

boom!
Using their palms as knives, the two collided directly, making a loud noise, as if two iron ingots collided, with a terrifying impact, the ground under their feet sank and two pairs of footprints fell.

This Lord Yan, who came from a general in the army, is also a good practitioner of hard qigong. He has practiced to the point of brazen head and iron bones, and dares to fight the murderous corpse head-on.

The blood on his body was burning like a torch, Xiao Xiao's evil spirit couldn't get close to him at all.

The speed of the battle between the two was very fast. In just a short moment, dozens of rounds of fists and feet were fiercely fought. This was a direct collision between flesh and blood. Surrounded by agitation.

Even the ground couldn't bear the bombardment of a murderous corpse and a tough Qigong master. The ground was full of potholes, as if it had been bombarded by artillery fire.

boom!
boom!
The two figures collided quickly, and then flew out backwards at a faster speed than when they came.

The two of them crashed through several buildings before they finally stopped.

boom!
The ruins exploded, and several huge pieces of earth and rocks fell to the surroundings, smashing several large holes in the nearby morgue, and the old man Jiufeng jumped up from the ruins where he was buried.

At this time, the old man Jiufeng looked a bit miserable, his left arm was broken, the flesh and blood on his right face was cut off with a palm, exposing bloody bones, and he had a penetrating punch wound on his chest.

But not much blood flowed from the wound.

Old man Jiufeng didn't feel pain, these fatal injuries were nothing to him, under his reckless style of exchanging injuries for injuries, the one who suffered the most was Mr. Yan.

boom!
Master Yan kicked away the earthen wall that was pressing on him.

The clothes on his body were torn into strips. He felt that the broken clothes were in the way, so he tore off the clothes, revealing a body of strong and muscular muscles and a close-fitting soft armor. There were two deep blood-stained claws on the heart of the close-fitting soft armor. print.

The protection of the soft armor was almost torn off and his heart was scratched.

"We martial arts practitioners are full of blood and masculinity like a furnace. You ghost corpses dare not even come within ten steps of me. Why is this murderous corpse you possess not afraid of my blood and masculinity?" The Lord Yan looked down. Taking a look at the heart of the soft armor that was almost pierced by the opponent's sharp nails, he raised his head again, and looked at old man Jiufeng with a slight frown.

The old man Feng Jiu didn't answer, he pressed back the sharp broken bone that pierced the flesh without any pain, and forcibly connected the broken left arm bone.

Seeing old man Jiufeng's ferocious appearance, even Mr. Yan, who was used to seeing life and death, twitched unconsciously.

The opponent is dead.

Not afraid of pain and injury at all.

But he is different.

He is alive.

have their own scruples.

In terms of playing desperately with injuries in exchange for injuries, the momentum is lower than others.

Lord Yan did not act rashly, he squinted his eyes, and looked at old man Jiufeng, he was deliberately delaying time, secretly preparing a trump card, and at the same time fighting for the time for the mountain guard and Fengshui master to open the altar.

After forcibly connecting the broken arm, the old man Jiufeng didn't glance at Mr. Yan, nor at the busy mountain guards and Fengshui masters. The figure turned around and left directly.

This unexpected scene stunned the people on Mr. Yan's side who were waiting in line.

They had expected a life-and-death battle tonight.

Many people will die tonight, at least half of them.

In the end, who would have thought that they would let them go just like that, even though they were murderous corpses with a height of one foot?
Lord Yan also imitated the old man Jiufeng, looked up at the night, and said with a dark expression: "The days are long and the nights are short in the Western Regions. After so much trouble, it will be dawn in less than an hour. He is anxious to return to his shell. Afraid of dying under the might of God."

"Then...Master Yan, do we still need to continue the practice of opening the altar?" Feng Shui Master hesitated and said.

Master Yan said without hesitation: "There is also Lao Shoushanren and Mr. Ning who continue to open the altar to prevent the possessed corpse from going back and attacking us when we relax."

The wind and sand in the desert at night are a bit heavy, which delayed the opening of the altar a lot of time.

The mountain guard slaughtered a camel alive on the spot. After receiving the camel's blood in a bucket, he found a broom, broke the head of the broom, wrapped the clothes in random balls with a stick, and began to draw a picture on the ground with the still fresh blood. A huge, scarlet rune.

It was cold at night in the desert, and the warm camel blood coagulated quickly. Just as he finished drawing the huge spell, the blood on the ground had coagulated and turned into black blood.

The original red talisman turned into a black talisman with gusts of wind, and a ghastly yin energy continuously overflowed from the black talisman, and the whining of a hundred ghosts could be vaguely heard.

After drawing the black talisman, he found two wooden nails. There were no iron nails in the desert, so he could barely replace them with wooden nails. He drove the two wooden nails deeply into the black talisman painted on the ground.

When Mr. Yan returned to find the guardian of the mountain and the master of Fengshui, the two had just arrived at this step.

Hearing what Lord Yan said, the mountain guard said confidently: "Although I still don't understand why a dead person is not afraid of a dead man with a rope and a corpse-suppressing talisman, since the Zhiyang magic weapon can't deal with him, I will use resentment instead." Deep Yin Talisman, Master Yan, don’t worry, with this Corpse Raising Talisman, no matter if he is a ghost or a corpse, he can bring people back for you!"

While the mountain guard was speaking, he took out two red ropes, tied them to the two wooden nails nailed into the black talisman respectively, and led the other end to the altar by himself, and asked someone to lead it for him first.

Just when he was about to take the next step, suddenly!
Boom!

Under the night sky, there was a loud noise suddenly.

"What's going on? Where is the sound coming from?"

"It sounded like a house collapsing?"

Everyone was stunned by the sudden voice.

But before they recovered from their astonishment.

Boom!

Boom!

Under the dark night, there was a series of loud noises like mountains and seas, but the environment in the desert was too dark to see anything.

But things are far from that simple.

What happened next shocked everyone present.

There was a fire in the sky, and the Xiaoshizhuang was on fire, and there were several fire points in a row. In a blink of an eye, the wind helped the fire, and the fire became bigger and bigger together.

Until, the sharp voices of the veterans of the Laughing Corpse Village completely tore apart everything: "The morgue has collapsed! The morgue is on fire! The morgue is on fire! Come and put out the fire!"

The raging fire was burning, and the sound of the house collapsing was still continuing. Mr. Yan jumped up to a nearby high place. Not long after, he gritted his teeth and returned to the original place: "It is the one who is attached to Mr. Jiufeng's body. Those people are playing tricks! He is tearing down the entire Laughing Corpse Village, and even set the morgue where the Laughing Corpse was hanging on fire!"

"What, what? He didn't come to kill us just now...he just rushed to demolish the Laughing Corpse and set fire to the morgue..." Someone was dumbfounded.

"Why did he do this?"

"What good does it do him! Do you want to burn us to death!"

Master Yan's expression was gloomy and ugly: "What else can he do? As Mr. Jiufeng, he demolished the laughing corpse village and burned the corpses in the morgue. The purpose of defeating the bones is to put the blame on us, let us take the blame for him, let us break out with the veterans of Xiaoshizhuang! By the way, test the true strength of those veterans!"

"Hmph, I'm afraid he still wants to kill three birds with one stone!"

"He also wants to take this opportunity to break through and stand up, burn the entire Xiaoshizhuang torches, directly lift the table and smash the plates, and forcibly break the game. He doesn't want to be a chess piece, and he doesn't want to be led by the nose, so he can only burn the laughing corpse on his own initiative. Corpse Village, forcing us to follow his rhythm!"

This……

The people present couldn't help but gasp, this man's attack was really ruthless, although they could see that there was something wrong with the Laughing Corpse Village, but they didn't plan to fight the Laughing Corpse Village for the time being.

I never even thought about demolishing the Xiaoshi Village, and burning so many corpses with one fire!
At this time, Lord Yan looked at the mountain guard and Feng Shui master solemnly, clasped his fists and said: "Since that man is so big and has not returned to his shell, then this is our last chance to seal him!"

"The two gentlemen, please open the altar as soon as possible, find the escaped corpse in time, and find and seal the corpse before the veterans of Xiaoshizhuang, lest he make a bigger mess and pour all the dirty water on us!"

"As long as there is any errand, the two gentlemen will tell you, all of us will fully cooperate with you!"

There is no extra nonsense, everyone started to work separately, Mr. Yan divided two groups of people, one group went to Jin'an, Young Master Yiyun and the others to watch in the guest room to see if there was anything unusual, and the other group did their best to help open the altar .

After the mountain guard gave the red rope in his hand to the people around him for a while, he walked back to the ruins of the collapsed guest room and found Mr. Jiufeng's relics under the ruins.

Then cut a small piece of cloth on the clothes, draw a spell with blood as a guide.

Then he grabbed some hay from the hay bag for the camels, tied it into a little straw figure, and stuffed the piece of cloth into the little straw figure.

He threaded two red strings into thin needles and inserted them into both sides of the little straw man's head.

After doing all this, the mountain guard officially prepared to practice.

He raised a soul-calling bell, chanted a mantra while shaking the soul-calling bell, and the little straw man who had fallen to the ground, actually miraculously moved.

As the summoning bell swayed again and again, the little straw man struggled to stand up from the ground.

"After a person dies, there is still a mouthful of calamity. Although Mr. Jiufeng has been out of his wits, he died unwillingly, so it is difficult to swallow a mouthful of calamity in his throat. Although my soul calling bell can't summon the soul of Mr. Jiufeng , but it can make the breath in the corpse respond."

"My corpse raising talisman pours a lot of yin energy into the murderous corpse, boosting the unwilling evil spirit in his mouth. Since I can't deal with him with Yangjian's method, then I will strengthen the evil spirit, and then use the dead body to drive away the evil spirit. Human methods to regain control of the murderous corpse."

"Master Yan, the place where the evil spirit is the most serious in this laughing corpse farm is the place where the murderous corpse appeared. You can lead someone to arrest him."

After the mountain guard finished speaking, he asked the Feng Shui master to bring other people to find all the corpses of the dead on the ground, then cut a big gap in the corpses, and continuously fed the blood of the dead into the corpse raising charms painted on the ground.

At this time, Mr. Yan led several other people, leaped from the roofs to the depths of the Xiaoshi Village where the flames were burning.

He wanted to control the situation before those veterans found old man Jiufeng.

Only by finding old man Jiufeng can they turn passive into active.

At this time, the sky was full of flames, and the fire in Xiaoshizhuang was boosted by the night wind, like a blower turned on at full speed, quickly spreading to the surrounding area.

In the desert, the climate is dry and there are flammable materials, which makes it even more difficult to extinguish the fire.

What's more, it was arson!
Boom!

The old man Jiufeng with a zombie face kicked open the door of the morgue and looked at the laughing corpses hanging from the beams all over the room, unable to fall to the ground after death.

Holding a torch in his hand, he set fire to these laughing corpses expressionlessly.

It doesn't matter if it's a dragon pool or a tiger's den, he will burn the corpse cave tonight, even if people die and can't land, how can you make trouble if you don't even have a corpse.

In particular, these dead people have human ears and flesh puppets on their bodies. The Xiaoshi Village, which hides more than 2000 corpses, is a source of poison. It is absolutely forbidden for people to take these poisonous corpses out.

Burning these poisons with a fire tonight can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people.

He felt that the fire spread slowly in the morgue with only doors and no windows, so he kicked a few big holes in a few walls with ease, and the night wind howled in, and the fire boiled instantly.

Those mummy laughing corpses hanging from the beams above their heads fluttered with the wind in the sea of ​​fire, as if these mummy corpses that had existed for hundreds of years were still alive, struggling to survive in the sea of ​​fire.

Just when old man Jiufeng held a torch and was about to rush to the next mortuary to set fire to it, huh?
The corpse aura on his body suddenly rose sharply.

Caught off guard, even the Six Ding Liujia Talisman and the Five Thunder Slaying Evil Talisman held by the soul could not suppress the corpse aura.

"The heretics are also worthy of playing the hatchet in front of me!"

The old man Jiufeng spoke for the first time, his voice was old and dry, but with the masculine power of a mountain: "Jiazi protects my body! Jiaxu protects my shape! Jiashen protects my life! Jiawu guards my soul! Jiachen Suppress my spirit! Jiayin educates me! Liujia Yang God, eliminate evil gods!"

……

……

Laughing corpse village, where the mountain guards are located.

The mountain guard, who was doing the opening of the altar, suddenly seemed to sense it. His expression changed, and the soul calling bell in his hand cracked and shattered.

The grass man on the ground set himself on fire without fire. The fire was not an ordinary fire, but the fire of the sun god from the clear space. It burned according to the evil energy. The fire of the sun god started from the cloth in the grass man's body. Then follow the red rope and quickly burn to the corpse talisman on the ground.

When pure yang fire meets extremely yin, it is like pouring hot oil into cold water, boom!
There was a loud explosion, flames splashed, and it exploded flat like winter thunder. Several people who were feeding the blood of the dead into the corpse talisman were blasted into the sky on the spot and turned into dozens of pieces. You will pay for your sins.

The violent heat wave blasted the altar, the mountain guards, and the rest of the people violently, and they were seriously injured and vomited blood.

Those red fires that splashed around, once touched the surrounding buildings, quickly burned and spread, as if someone from heaven and earth inspected this corpse cave, and wanted to turn it into a torch.

(End of this chapter)