chewing dragon

Chapter 178 Burning the Underworld
Qi Jingzhi suddenly realized something.

Although so far, among the objects refined by the small bronze mirror, only the spirit corpse has received such a clear comment as "like a human face, with past life thoughts" because of its extraordinary talent. "Corpse" is also derived from the spirit mask, but it doesn't mean that there are no demonic obsessions hidden in the remaining things, especially the Yinsha Corpse with "the stink of silver gangsters and blood grievances outside".

Wan'er was a silver minion first, and then a silver demon, spending long years in the dark silver cellar, how much pain and resentment accumulated in her heart, how happy was the bright candle her father lit for her in her memory It was so warm that even his own body turned into a bronze monkey candlestick.

This is her obsession in this life, and it can be said to be deeply ingrained. Even if it is returned to the source by the mirror, it cannot be truly eliminated, and it is still hidden deep in the Yinsha candlestick.

In terms of this one alone, Granny Tiexin, whose cultivation level was significantly higher than Wan'er's, was far behind. After death, she appeared in the shape of a hairless red-eyed monkey. After being tempered by the mirror, her body shape changed slightly.

Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi didn't stop the little silver girl's move, but took the initiative to bring the two together so that she could smoothly put the tray of blood candles on the red-eyed little monkey's head.

It's a pity that although the Fengmother's corpse reacted to the blood light, it was still a dead thing. Even if there were some residual obsessions, it had nothing to do with Wan'er. Naturally, it would not take the tray of blood candles to dispel the darkness for the little girl.

The little silver girl waited for a while, but she still couldn't get what she wanted. The smile on her face gradually faded, and the light of the blood candle became a little colder.

The next moment, she snapped back the tray and held it high above her head again.

At the same time, the bloody flames of Yinsha suddenly flourished, and the glaring, increasingly dense bloody flames quickly spread outwards, covering the red-eyed little monkey inside like an open umbrella.

Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi knew that he was holding a candlestick and would not be burned by the bloody light that seemed to be getting weirder, so he couldn't help but let go of his palm.

Then I saw that the blood flame canopy was retracted as soon as it was put down, and the red-eyed monkey retracted the wick, returning to the previous lamp like a bean, and actually swallowed it alive.

However, this state was only maintained for one breath, and the blood flame of Yinsha began to shake violently. First, the flame jumped up and the blood flame canopy reappeared, and then it was quickly pulled back to the wick by an invisible force.

After repeated sawing several times like this, the blood flame canopy couldn't hold on any longer and burst open.

For a moment, the flames scattered and blood filled the sky.

This scene seemed familiar to Qi Jingzhi, except that it was no longer the fireball with candles and golden rooster that exploded into countless sparks, but the canopy of blood flames.

At the same time, a strange black wind emerged from the figure, whistling and surging in the air, and there were two blood-colored eyeballs floating up and down, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

"Is this the big black yin wind that pierces yin and yang in the mouth of the witch..."

It was only when Qi Jingzhi had this idea that the Yinsha candlestick in his hand shook again, and then the whole blood candle on the tray burst with a bang.

The viscous and thick blood surged towards the sky, splitting into two huge blood-colored arms in an instant, enclosing the cloud of black wind, and holding a blood eye with two bloody hands.

This time, the Yinsha corpse seemed to have grasped the vital points of the Fengmother's corpse, and the whole group of black wind suddenly became stagnant, no longer wantonly turbulent, but tightly attached to the two bloody arms, and was easily touched by it. It just fell from mid-air.

Next, both the bloody arm and the bloody black wind began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye, entangled into a ball with me in you and you in me.

After just a few breaths, both of them disappeared without a trace, leaving only a little monkey squatting on the tray of the Yinsha candlestick.

The whole body of this little monkey was pitch black, the soles of its feet and buttocks were all cast in the tray, and it was looking up at the sky vigorously.

It replaced the original blood candle, and blood flames emerged from each of the two empty eye sockets, and then converged into a stream above, which was much brighter than the previous lamp like beans, and it shone brighter on the body. cold.

Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help being amazed, and immediately looked at the little silver girl under the tray, but saw that she had closed her eyes, and there was a smile on her face.

"Although I couldn't reproduce the appearance of the bronze monkey candlestick, at least I got a little monkey to accompany me."

Qi Jingzhi sighed secretly, and remembered the previous idea that the wind would help the fire, and his heart skipped a beat.

Immediately, he raised the brand-new candlestick made by the fusion of Yinsha and Fengmu's two corpses, and tried to blow lightly at the little monkey who was covered in darkness and had flaming eyes.

With a bang, the little monkey's whole body was instantly covered by flames, and a fierce, blood-colored flame surged towards the sky, spreading for more than two feet.

Qi Jingzhi hadn't had time to be surprised when a series of shattering tiles suddenly sounded in his ears.

I saw that on the void between Yin and Yang touched by the blood-colored flames, something seemed to be burned through, and a big hole was exposed.

The edge of the big hole is glowing with dazzling golden light, and inside is a boundless water area, the water color is dim yellow, turbid currents are surging, and there are vague figures of various creatures floating in it.

Qi Jingzhi just glanced at it, and there were surging water, birds and beasts neighing, men and women crying, and more indistinguishable sounds came directly to his heart, noisy and roaring.

"not good!"

Qi Jingzhi reacted almost immediately when Yin Jian was not far away when he encountered the catastrophe of the gods on the Cao River. He quickly closed his eyes and lowered his head, not daring to look directly at the scene in the cave.

Almost at the same time, the angry crane in his heart uttered a long cry, and its wings, which were frosty white and smudged red, spread out all of a sudden, and the tips of the wings were colorful, among which green was the most abundant.

Amidst the high-pitched and intense chirping of the cranes, the pair of crane wings danced suddenly, and the pine wind roared like a whistle, allowing Qi Jingzhi to maintain a glimmer of clarity.

Wearing a smoky feather coat, he urged the "Secret Method of Riding the Clouds" with all his strength, subconsciously fiddled with five fingers, flicked repeatedly in the air, and kept pulling away the various abnormal sounds that poured into the bottom of his heart like a cocoon.

A moment later, the young man who kept his head down opened his eyes and saw that the smoky feathers were covered with a very faint yellow halo, which looked shimmering, like ripples slowly swaying on the surface of the water.

Qi Jingzhi only took a few glances, and his mind became a little dizzy, and he felt a little dizzy and disgusted.

Immediately he took a deep breath, put away the hazy feather coat, and resisted looking at the weird big hole above his head. He raised his eyes slightly, but was startled by the scene in front of him, his pupils shrank again.

Looking through the more mysterious blood light, a figure emerged from each of the corpses of the Wei clan in Manyuan.

These figures are the same as the original owner before his death. When they first appeared, they were slightly illusory, their eyes were blurred, and there was no expression in them, but in the blink of an eye, they solidified like living people, and their expressions became vivid, mostly pain and fear.

Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi immediately recalled the Shen Ruhai he had seen in the Yin Division of Songling County. Getting closer to the nether world, he can already see the undead directly.

As soon as these undead spirits regained their sanity, before they had time to see their own situation clearly, their bodies slowly floated up, and hundreds of rivers and seas gathered towards a certain place in midair.

For a time, crying and wailing broke out everywhere, and the whole garden was full of voices crying for grievances.

"The dim water in that cave is probably the legendary Yellow Spring."

"Grandma Tiexin said just now that the underworld and the underworld in Jiuzhen County City are covered by great power, so that the undead have nowhere to go. I don't want a gap to be burned by the bloody wind and blood flames with greatly increased power in a blink of an eye."

After Qi Jingzhi understood it, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the undead spirits of the Wei family involuntarily flying towards the big hole above his head, but his heart was full of misery.

He wanted to rush to Wei Bao's side, so that the only seedling of the Wei family could meet his clansmen for the last time, but he also knew that the scene of Huangquan in the cave was too weird and terrifying, and Wei Bao could not bear it, so he had no choice but to force this idea depress.

In the moment when the thought died out, half of Wei's necromancers were gone, and the rest gathered outside the hole in midair, crowded into a ball.

Amidst the noise of crying and shouting, there were also a few undead who either comforted their relatives in a low voice, or yelled loudly at the younger generation, or held hands and tears in their eyes, meeting in the next life. There were also a few undead who saw Wei Bao and called out loudly , but is doomed to receive no response.

At this moment, dense and chaotic footsteps suddenly came from the direction of the gate of the back garden.

Immediately, more than a dozen people rushed into the garden with swords and sticks, and scattered in all directions without any explanation, as if they were looking for something, and the leader went to Wei Bao who was carrying the corpse.

Qi Jingzhi could see clearly that among these people, there were Baiyun Palace priests in luxurious frosty white robes, and ordinary handymen in bunts. No matter what their identities, when they saw the horrific dead bodies all over the garden, none of them showed surprise or fear, but their eyes were quite casual and frivolous.

He looked around carefully, but he didn't see Ding Chengli, the younger brother of Marquis Anfeng, but he found that although none of the dozen or so people showed a monk's aura, they were all powerful, strong, and obviously possessed martial arts skills, especially the ones inside. The buns on top of some people's heads were crooked, as if the hats were not worn properly, exposing the bald scalp underneath.

After confirming again and again that he was not mistaken, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but frowned slightly, and immediately changed the Yinsha Fengmu candlestick to his left hand, and quietly moved towards Wei Bao.

At the other end, walking towards Wei Bao alone was a middle-aged priest dressed in extremely gorgeous clothes, with a good temperament and expression, showing a bit of fairy air in his gestures.

Wei Bao had already put down the corpses of his clansmen in his hands and held the red gold knife tightly. His face was half puzzled and half vigilant, and he asked the middle-aged priest from a distance: "I wonder if there are so many people brought by the prison?" What's up?"

Hearing this, Baiyun Palace Supervisor's pace slowed down, but he continued to approach Wei Bao, while answering in his mouth: "The benefactor of the good teaching learned that just now there was sudden chaos everywhere in the city, and I gathered all the people in the palace to strictly guard the gate. Just checked here!"

He paused, glanced around, as if he had just seen the corpses everywhere, raised his eyebrows, and said in surprise: "Dare to ask the benefactor, what happened in the back garden to make so many members of the Wei clan Lie on the ground."

Seeing the other party's abnormal behavior, Wei Bao's face became more vigilant: "Since it was patrolling the Baiyun Palace, there was a lot of movement in the back garden just now, and there were several fires and thick smoke, and the prison came a bit late. !"

"Oh?"

The Baiyun Palace supervisor didn't seem to care about Wei Bao's vigilance or even hostility, but instead showed a look of interest on his face, and said with a smile: "Speaking of the movement, two golden tiles were suddenly broken in the Baiyun Palace just now. The sound of the voice frightens this seat, I don't know if Master Wei can hear it?"

He didn't wait for Wei Bao to answer, and immediately answered: "The golden tiles in the palace are really important, and there must be no damage in the slightest!"

Seeing that the prison was talking about him from left to right, and the words were quite strange, Wei Bao held the knife and slowly retreated towards the ancient cypress that Qi Jingzhi had leaned on before, and every word in his mouth was as cold as iron: "Since you want to To keep the golden tiles of Baiyun Palace, the prison should guard the front palace, how did the inspection come to the back garden?"

The footsteps of the Baiyun Palace Supervisor suddenly quickened, and the smile on his face turned dark: "I checked the position carefully, and the place covered by the two golden tiles is here. I wonder if Benefactor Wei has ever seen the broken tiles?" thief?"

At the same time, the people who were scattered all around also stepped forward in a tacit understanding, forming a closed siege.

"If you dare to get close again, don't blame Wei for being ruthless!"

Wei Bao hadn't finished speaking, a large cloud of air spread out from the red golden knife, and the shape of a snake and tiger loomed in it, protecting him firmly in it.

Seeing this, the Supervisor of Baiyun Palace kept walking, with a fierce and greedy expression on his face: "I have already advised the suzerain many times that the red gold knife of the Wei family is a hidden danger, and it should be removed as soon as possible! The suzerain strictly forbids us to wait for it!" To intervene, I just blindly favor that woman who picks the heart! Now it's a good thing, that woman has disappeared, and instead caused the golden tiles we painstakingly arranged to be broken into two pieces, so I have to do it myself!"

As soon as he spoke, everyone in Baiyun Palace was encircled, and they all raised their knives and guns, and they were about to rush forward.

At this moment, Wei Bao's figure suddenly disappeared in front of everyone.

Immediately, there seemed to be a dark wind blowing in the dark, and immediately four or five of the dozen or so people stood close, and they couldn't help shivering.

"Why is it so cold all of a sudden?"

One of them opened his mouth in doubt, his expression froze suddenly, and a mournful howl suddenly came out of his mouth.

Several companions around him also refused to lag behind, screaming in unison, and their bodies became shriveled and scorched visibly.

Immediately afterwards, there seemed to be a gleam of blood on these people's bodies, and the terrifying remains that were melting like candles disappeared as suddenly as Wei Bao did before, without leaving any traces on the spot.

The rest of the people had been stunned for a long time, but before they could react, the cold wind had already passed over their bodies, penetrated into their bones, blown into their hearts, and gushed out from the depths of their hearts, the cracks in their bones, and even the pores of their bodies. come out.

(End of this chapter)