Chapter 62 Wedding Clothes Add Color

Rong Hui stood in front of the fire curtain and turned his back to the mouth of the valley. Seeing that the blackness stood firmly and bulging the black gas, he rushed again, and his heart sank straight down: "My aunt, you have to hurry up!" Seeing the two corpses rushing side by side, the right hand gun condensed and stabbed flat, and pointed straight between the chest.

The flat gun, the king of the king, is the most difficult point in the middle. The gun was short-handed and strong everywhere. With a muffled sound, the body suddenly trembled, and the body was black and empty, and fell on its back. After a little delay, another stiffness has come to the front.

Rong Hui suddenly turned around, exerted his waist and turned half a circle in place. The gunman swept back and broke the wind, turning his head and hitting another black stiff chest. Bang-", a muffled sound, like a defeat. Rong Hui's right hand was numb, his black stiff body shook, opened his mouth and roared, and his body danced wildly. He flew back in response, and then hit the two corpses.

Year boxing, moon stick, long-term gun practice. There are 12 kinds of shooting methods, including stinging, slamming, tying circles, and tying and dancing, including blocking, taking and pricking. And because the condensation force is different before and after, each has its own focus. Rong Hui is used to using his palm, holding a gun in his palm, opening and closing, using most of the three words: tart, bashing and circle. He waved a few shots and freed his hand. Then he saw the dark shadow shaking outside the firelight, and a group of blacks staggered and quickly greeted: "Come on, use the 'thunder plate'." Hearing Xiaoxuan agree, his left and right hands held the barrel of the gun, and the aura gathered within a hundred feet. His hands were unfolded, and the barrel of the gun trembled and made a soft sound.

The spiritual wind converges, and the long gun suddenly lights up, and then a flame is ignited, burning more and more. The golden fire and red flame incarnated into a phoenix, singing softly and flapping its wings. It was the "Phoenix Zhenyu" with the "take" gun formula. The head of the gun is a beak, the gun turns into a phoenix body, and the flame is solid. The fire is as bright as the day.

Rong Hui's face was slightly white andning ning everywhere. The fire phoenix roared softly and spread its wings. The wings of the fire flashed by, and the flowers and trees burned. He was black and black, and he was also forced to roll and staggered back. Between breathing, the fire phoenix was trapped in the middle by more than a dozen black and stiff. The fire wings swept over and the black gas rolled over. The black beak gathered power, pecked like a soldering iron, and it was also a flash of lightning, a thunderbolt, and flesh and blood flew across.

Seeing that the crisis was slightly solved, he rose up and asked Xiaoxuan, "How long will it take?"

Xiao Xuan holds a magic plate in his left hand and holds a sword with his finger in his right hand, injecting spiritual power into the plate. He locked his eyebrows and nodded: "I'll be ready right away!"

Rong Hui flew to the front and saw that the white light of the magic plate was getting brighter and brighter, and the lightning flashed and made a "rumbling" sound, which made a little relief. He carefully observed the zombies and suddenly suspected: "The terrible thing is not the body itself, but the black gas. Not only can he forge the body like gold and iron, but also like a living creature with a little intelligence.

"Okay!" Xiaoxuan held up a round of silver plate and raised his hand toss it out. The silver plate shines brightly, humming and slowly hovering around the "fire curtain". Seeing that the operation of the magic plate was unimpeded, she breathed: "That is the most dirty and filth in the world, and it is also the law of the 'gold' system, almost 'water'. Either disperse it with 'fire' or suppress it with 'earth'. I think the black gas must cling to the body. If the body is controlled, it may make the body move.

While talking, the fire phoenix flew back and let it circle around the "fire curtain". The blackness lost its resistance and followed. The white light of the magic plate flashes, and the Thunderbolt is vertical and horizontal. The black stiff was hit by the thunder and let out a howling. The black air outside the body is weak and running around. The fire phoenix flew, and the tail swept to it, which could also open the black stiffness.

Xiaoxuan saw the cooperation of the fire and phoenix thunder plate and added a "fire curtain" to stabilize the situation and asked Rong Hui: "Can you hold on to maintain two spells at the same time?"

Change depletion of essence, depletion of spirit, depletion of spirit, control depletion of mind. Rong Hui nodded and said with a bitter face, "I can support it for a moment at most." Seeing that there were no more than 20 black bodies around, they discussed: "She may be in trouble. I'll go and have a look!" If it doesn't work, I have to go out first!" He turned his hand and took out a piece of iron-wood crossbow, and then took out the arrow drums on the four sides of Zhen, Xun, Li and Kan. He threw them to Xiaoxuan and told him with a serious color: "You use it to press the array!" He looked at each other, turned around and beat the fire spirit, and flew into the valley.

Rong Hui flew to the valley and saw that the mountain wall was like a coffin, the clouds were covered, and the hills in the valley were vertical and horizontal, shaped like a corpse, and his heart sank straight down: "This place... Why did the Tianyun people go to this place and deserve to be destroyed!" Flying and looking down from the sky, he suddenly saw a spiritual light flashing in front of the north wall. He immediately flew closer and saw that the cliff was indeed full of sarcophagus, so he relaxed a little: "It seems that the old man hasn't lied yet!"

Bixia gently flapped her fire wings and slowly passed in front of the sarcophagus. Rong Hui flew to her side and saw that she was also holding a magic plate in her hand, as if she was feeling it. He quickly asked, "What's going?"

Bixia was stunned. Hearing that it was Rong Hui, she was relieved: "Why did you come in?"

"You can hold on for a moment outside at most. How are you doing here!" Rong Huiji urged, "Life is bigger than the sky. If you can't find it, just leave!"

"There are too many sarcophagus here, and I only saw 20%!" Bixia held the plate and said, "You can also help me find one related to the 'gold' law."

Rong Hui remembered that the "golden" master restrained and felt that it was indeed related to the "Tianyun clan" and immediately agreed: "Okay, I'll start from the east!" With that, he turned around and flew out and flew to the northeast corner. Only when he knew that there were no less than 10,000 sarcophagus on the wall. Rising to the top sarcophagus, he began to feel it.

In the darkness, he slowly fell down and stood on the ground. Looking up, he saw that the sky was slightly bright, like a layer of golden haze. He couldn't help exclaiming, "Why is it dawn!" Seeing Bixia flying on his side, he quickly went up and asked, "This is not right!"

Bixia's face was as heavy as water. She looked at the sky and said, "Someone is exerting the great power to reverse the yin and yang." While talking, they rose to the top of the valley together, and the higher they went up, the heavier their shoulders. Finally, they were like the top of the coffin. Seeing the night sky, they could not rise at all.

Rong Hui was shocked, sweating through his back, and his mouth couldn't help suffering: "Is this... a ghost hitting the wall?"

"Look!" Bixia pointed to a mountain and greeted Rong Hui: "These are two magical monks fighting!"

Rong Hui looked around and saw that the peaks around him had turned golden, emitting thousands of golden lights. As far as it can, the full moon is hazy and bright red, and I can't help smacking: "Is it really the master who can go to ancient magic?"

"It's possible!" Bixia couldn't help laughing at herself with a calm face: "I think I'm smart!"

Rong Hui shook his head to object: "Impossible, didn't you say that?" The old monsters have a contract with the 'Ten Thousand Years of Corpse King'. If one doesn't come in, the other won't go out. Besides, the old monster who 'step on the sky' came with us just to cover us in this coffin to play?

Bixia's eyes were cold and reluctantly squeezed out a sentence: "You feel the artistic conception of this boundary carefully..."

"Heaven... Earth..." Rong Hui felt for a moment and found that the artistic conception was almost the same as those two crystals. He quickly asked, "Go to heaven and earth?"

"In addition to not letting people go out, I don't let people in." Bixia was relieved: "I can't imagine that this is the underground palace of the '10,000-year-old corpse king'. It seems that he showed us the way, but he came for this 'thousand-year-old corpse king' to avenge and seize the elixir, killing two birds with one stone.

Rong Hui remembered Xiaoxuan, raised his throat with one heart, and asked Bixia, "Why hasn't there been any movement in this 'stepping on the sky' monster for a long time!"

"The corpse king left the underground palace, just like a monk lost his Taoism! The monk set up a mustard space based on the surrounding peaks and took the corpse king in. Bixia frowned and sneered: "I didn't expect that anyone would dare to beat this 'ten-year-old corpse king' and use us as bait." Knowing that he could no longer find the inheritance, he sighed and flew to the mouth of the valley.

"What kind of treasure is that corpse king? Isn't that just a zombie?" Rong Hui asked as he walked, "Is it worth it to be so deliberate?"

"The 'corpse elixir', which has been cultivated for thousands of years, can ingest the ground gas by itself. It is an excellent eye to open up a large mustard space and a priceless treasure." Bixia casually explained: "The body of the 'Ten Thousand Years of Corpse King' can be refined into puppets. The magic weapon is difficult to hurt, and its combat power can compete with the old monster of 'stepping on the sky'. And the underground palace has its own vein. As long as it is refined, the old monster 'stepping on the sky' can gain vitality without restrictions.

"What?" Rong Hui was overjoyed and quickly asked, "Is there any restriction on the 'stepping on the sky' old monster?"

In the sound of thunder, Bixia looked up at the moon and said slowly: "With a Dharma body and the law of the 36 worlds, it consumes so much vitality that ordinary people can't afford it. That's why 'I heard that it's time to die in the evening'." While talking, he suddenly saw the moon flowing, and the halo slowly shrank. He couldn't help smiling: "'The Ten Thousand Years of Corpse King' can't do it." The blood color darkened between the words, and after a long time, the cold light melted and silvery.

The golden light on the mountain gradually convered, and a moment later disappeared into the night. When Rong Hui waited for the frightened bird to return to the nest, he suddenly felt that the obstruction dissipated outside and rushed out. Bixia cheered up, guarded, and then followed.

Xiaoxuan and the old man lay on the ground, and the bear turned around between them, sometimes smelling the old man and sometimes licking Xiaoxuan's face. Rong Hui quickly stepped forward and picked up Xiaoxuan. Seeing that her breathing was still and her heartbeat was normal, he quickly pushed: "Xiaoxuan, Xiaoxuan... wake up, wake up..." While talking, he was rubbed by the bear's head, which was angry and funny: "You're okay!"

Bixia picked up the Ruyi gun and carefully observed the head of the gun. Xiaoxuan opened her eyes and saw Rong Hui. She smiled and said, "I'm fine!" With that, he stood up and stroked his bangs gently.

Rong Hui called the old man again with a smile: "Old man, old man, don't pretend. You pretend to be enough!"

The old man coughed softly: "If you didn't pretend, you would have died!" Opening his eyes and seeing the moon passing through the sky, he smiled happily: "After midnight, it's finally peaceful!" He patted his buttocks and stood up, pulled out a cigarette from his waist bag, and spit out a smoke ring: "You have seen it, and you have beaten it. Go back!"

When Rong Hui saw that he pretended to be stupid and didn't break it, he continued, "Old man, our business has been done, and we are allowed to go south directly to Jincheng in Shuzhong. Will you go back to the customs or go south with us?

"You are going to the south. I'm from the south. I'm going back!" The old man took the slope down the donkey, stepped on the bear, and greeted the three people: "Let's go back to Sichuan--" Rong Hui took the Ruyi gun, looked at each other with Xiaoxuan, and drumned spiritual power together to set up the bear. Bixia led the way first and went straight south.