Chapter 89 Ghost White Bone
In the land of the northern underworld, there are many mountains and mountains, many canyons and hills, and the so-called dangerous terrain is mostly about it. If there is no one who leads the way, most of them will get lost. Zhang Zixuan followed Wu Xiangyu and secretly wrote down the road he should take. Sometimes he even stopped on his way and left two stubborn stones to form strange patterns.
Wu Xiangyu was curious about Zhang Zixuan's movements, but he never asked him. The two of them were speechless all the way to a cliff.
The end of the cliff is steep, and the four stone walls are as smooth as knives. If ordinary people want to climb this peak, it must be very difficult.
"Here it is." Wu Xiangyu said, "Follow me."
After saying that, he stepped on the seven-star momentum and jumped down from the north side of the cliff. Zhang Zixuan did not hesitate to learn what he did. When he jumped off the cliff, the situation suddenly changed. There are no more reddish-brown rocks and mud, but full of green flowers like the scenery of the Central Plains.
"Is this place?"
"This is where the colorful Chiba Clover is located. In fact, it was originally a desolation here, but since the thousand-leaf clover fell here, it has begun to grow all kinds of plants. Wu Xiangyu explained.
At this time, Zhang Zixuan really felt a strong energy pressure, which has exceeded the scope of spiritual power. It may be the power of immortals mentioned in Wu Qinan's mouth.
Who is more powerful, the power of immortals or my mysterious qi? Zhang Zixuan suddenly had such a very different idea in his heart, and even he himself was shocked.
Wu Xiangyu looked at Zhang Zixuan's daze and couldn't help reminding him, "I'll be there soon. It's heavily guarded. Let's restrain your breath first."
"No." Zhang Zixuan frowned and said, "There are only twelve people. Huh? There are still hundreds of dead people?"
"Hundreds of dead people?" Wu Xiangyu's eyes widened. It's okay to say that this is right and wrong, and it's enough to kill one or two people, but now hundreds of people have died at once, and there is only one possibility... Someone wants to forcibly seize the colorful Chiba Grass.
The two suddenly realized that they rushed to the place where the Chiba grass was planted.
"Hahahaha, this Chiba grass belongs to me now!" A man in a black robe stood next to the colorful Chiba clover and laughed loudly.
Zhang Zixuan looked around, and the people in black were surrounded by the corpses of the Xiuzhen sect. There are more than 300 souls on the horizontal and vertical feet. But the most conspicuous is the colorful Chiba grass at the end of the narrow road.
The head of the colorful thousand-leaf clover is full of colorful air, and the side of the trunk is full of countless branches, each with a red fruit on each branch, burning like countless flames of fire. It is worthy of the name of colorful Chiba Clover. The most amazing thing is that there is a human face on the trunk, with many eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and even two green leaves in the middle, like the arms of a villain.
"Why don't we go up and make a sneak attack? Anyway, they will take action first. How dare you provoke my witch first?" Wu Xiangyu stared at the man in black without blinking, his teeth creaking, and then a little strange: "How can the casual door be so bold? First, they killed the secret whistles of all sects, and then forcibly robbed the colorful Chiba grass... Aren't they afraid of revenge?"
Zhang Zixuan is also secretly surprised that if he offends the whole sect of the Northern Underworld, they will not give the random masters time to absorb the colorful Chiba Grass.
At this moment, the man in the black robe suddenly took out a porcelain bottle, opened the cap and released a golden worm the size of a thumb. As soon as the golden worm came out of the bottle, it suddenly grew more than three times. Three pairs of golden wings are the size of palms, and the body that supports the insect will not fall.
Zhang Zixuan looked at this insect like a silkworm chrysalis, but it was just a golden shell.
The golden worm suddenly opened a small mouth, and the bodies of the practitioners around him suddenly turned into blood, and were swallowed by the insects together with the red blood on the ground. The worm generally absorbs all these blood-colored liquids, and that's it.
"My God! No wonder they are not afraid! This way of raising gi... It is actually the method of refining gi in the northern underworld! This is the way that even our witches have lost their transmission! How are they..." Wu Xiangyu had a different face. He always thought that in terms of the way of raising witchcraft, no one could be out of the right of the witch. However, what I have seen today proves that there are also masters of refining worms at random.
Zhang Zixuan said indifferently, "I'm more curious about what kind of thing that is than the method of refining gu in the north."
"The method of refining gull in the northern Ming itself is very demanding for the protozoum of gu, and that gu must not be an ordinary thing." When Wu Xiangyu said this, he suddenly smiled mysteriously: "Otherwise, how about we go down and seize it now?"
Zhang Zixuan replied, "Don't worry. I have to hide that it will take some spiritual hours to pick that colorful Chiba grass in the fairyland. Why don't we just wait for them to pick it first?
When Wu Xiangyu heard it, he didn't say much. The two hid aside and watched the change.
The man in the black robe laughed proudly and took the insect back into the bottle. Then with a wave of his hand, eleven people in black like him appeared silently around him.
"I'm going to start picking the fairy grass! Pay attention." After the man finished speaking, he stepped on the sky and pinched the five ghosts and shouted, "Yes!" The colorful clover has been unearthed.
Suddenly, a strange and colorful light rushed to the sky. The eleven people behind the person in the black robe were already ready to go, and there was a black magic on their bodies at the same time, pressing straight to the colorful light. The color light was hindered by magic and immediately converated back.
"Demon scattered?" Although Wu Xiangyu's strength is not very high, his vision is very open, and he recognizes the magic spirit of Sanmo at a glance. Immortals do not fly to be scattered immortals, and demons do not escape from the world. It's just that it's too exaggerated to collect eleven scattered demons at a time.
Wu Xiangyu suddenly sneered and didn't make some difficulties for you, which was enough to embarrass me. With a wave of his hand, twelve colorful poisonous bee worms flew straight to the twelve people.
This is the peak emperor of the witch clan. There are eleven types of witchcraft: snake, golden silkworm, stone, loach, loach, middle god, swelling, epilepsy, yin snake and raw snake. This worm is made of centipede and small snakes, ants, cicadas, earthworms, chris and poisonous bees. After sealing it with worms, it is placed in front of the statue of the five plagues engraved in the room or in the box. After being worshipped for a long time, it becomes a poisonous worm.
The person who is hit by this worm will suck up the water all over his body and die. Even the water in the soul of divine consciousness will be sucked away, so that it can't be reincarnated. It can only become a demon outside the three worlds and six paths, which is vicious.
As soon as this witch came out, the twelve people were shocked. They thought that the action was seamless, but they didn't expect that it was still broken and immediately killed everywhere.
"Do you dare to use the carving insect skills?" The leading man in black took the colorful Chibara into his arms and then took out a small black bottle. That small bottle is no different from the bottle with golden insects. But as soon as he opened the mouth of the bottle, there was a strong suction inside, which absorbed all twelve worms.
"Who is coming? Why don't you show your true face? What kind of hero is such a sneaky raid?
Zhang Zixuan and Wu Xiangyu immediately jumped out of the boulder covering their whereabouts and looked at the man in black. When the man in the black robe saw only two people, he took a breath for a long time.
It seems that they only find it occasionally. However, it is very likely that I have informed my sect, and it seems that I have to make a quick decision. The man in black looked back at his eleven companions, who had now firmly suppressed the colorful light. Although Caiguang continues to break through, it still can't break the shackles of black gas. On the contrary, it is more and more weak.
The light flashed in the eyes of the man in black, clinging to the black bottle and saying, "Give it back to him in his way. Pick it up!"
Twelve worms that had been sucked into the bottle suddenly flew out and flew to Zhang Zixuan and Wu Xiangyu. Zhang Zixuan waved his hand casually, and a clear mysterious qi was sent from his hand, wrapping the twelve worms.
The worm is a highly poisonous worm, and it is afraid of the spirit by nature. Attacked by Xuanxuqi, he immediately turned into a pool of blood and fell to the ground.
Seeing this, Wu Xiangyu pretended to be sad and sighed, "Brother Zhang, can't you let me show it?"
Zhang Zixuan replied, "Your father said that you couldn't have an accident, and I also promised him."
Wu Xiangyu was stunned, and then smiled and stopped talking.
The man in black was so angry that the two men simply didn't pay attention to him. He picked it up casually and pulled out a black banner. Zhang Zixuan fixed his eyes and saw that the gray ghosts on the small flag kept rolling, which made people shiver like the sea of yellow spring grievances.
"This is the white bone flag of the magic weapon ghost. He touched his body and became entangled by his wronged soul and lost his ability to fight." When Wu Xiangyu saw the ghost white bone flag, he immediately guessed what kind of person in the black robe was. Only when you are a master on a flower can you use the ghost white bone flag without being devoured by the wronged soul.
"The sea of ghosts, go!" The man in black waved a big flag, and hundreds of gray and white souls suddenly flew out and attacked Zhang Zixuan. For a moment, the ghost cried and howled in the narrow road, and there was a sad cloud.
Zhang Zixuan has the biggest headache for this pure soul magic weapon. The five-elves of spells are basically invalid for them, and most of the magic weapons on their bodies are physical attacks.
"I'll lend you this." Wu Xiangyu saw Zhang Zixuan's embarrassment and handed him a red wooden box: "There are spirit-loving insects in it, which can devour all souls."
As a result, Zhang Zixuan opened the wooden box and flew out a small blue-red translucent beetle. When the little beetle saw that the wooden box was opened, it spread its wings and floated out.
The man in black originally saw that Zhang Zixuan had no defense, so he desperately fanned the big flag to drive away the ghost sea and attack Zhang Zixuan more quickly. So at this moment, when he saw the appearance of the spirit worm, his face suddenly changed color and said three times: "Come! Receiving! "I accept it!"
But the wronged soul is not fast. After accelerating with all its strength, how can it be taken back so quickly? Dozens of them were swallowed by spirit worms in a row, and then they were all taken back into the ghost white bone flag.
The black-robed man leaned into the white bone flag of the ghost with his right hand, and a total of forty-six wronged souls were missing, which was equivalent to the destruction of forty-six years of Taoism. In a great anger, he saw Zhang Zixuan's cosmic building blocks pressing on him with great power.
The man in black robe felt that the magic weapon caused by this strange material in ancient times was so powerful that he wanted to avoid it. However, looking around, the space has been locked and can't move at all, so I can only suffer this blow.
Think that the cosmic building block is a block of the universe, which naturally has the ability to lock space and time. It's just that Zhang Zixuan can't use it flexibly at this time.