Chapter 307 Shock 1
Continue to receive four mores today!
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Zhongkuishan.
The name here should have been called Zhongkui Mountain. 100,000 years ago, the hungry ghost road and the human road overlapped. Zhong Kui, the ghost and god, led the righteous way in the world, removed the evil spirits from the world, and sealed the four two-way doors of the hungry ghost way. And four gems were used to inlai the four protective gems of crow blood stone, shadow stone, honey wax stone and blue velvet crystal, and there were four black gold chains weighing tens of thousands of catties to suppress the big tripod so that the evil spirit would not overflow. Finally, he turned his body into Zhong Kui Mountain and suppressed everything, which was to prepare for never being opened by outsiders.
Who would have expected that the reincarnation of heaven is ruthless. Will everything always follow the original's expectation?
The crow blood stone on the big tripod fell off because of a violent earthquake and was washed away by the mountain torrent, exposing the ground. The crow, who loved to collect shiny objects and decorated it back to the nest, took it away. The stone absorbed the sun and the moon. Although it was changed hands countless times by countless crows, it finally cultivated its consciousness ten thousand years later. He borrowed the shape of the crow to cultivate the way of heaven. He is actually an unrivaled demon for nearly 100,000 years - the crow. Because he was the crow blood stone on the mother's big tripod 100,000 years ago, he knew the mechanism of the evil way, which was all like this.
"The three of you, 100,000 years later, are still the same? But I have enjoyed the years in the world..." The crow stroked the big tripod, and the four gems reflected each other, but they were all unconscious dead objects, sighing, "Well, my past and your three stubborn stones. Soon you will be buried in the dust again, looking forward to your fate in the next 100,000 years!"
No one dares to eavesdrop on what he is saying, and no one dares to guess.
The crow sighed, turned around and said, "Where is the blood circulation?"
At that time, a disciple of Wuyin Palace carried out ten large barrels, all of which were arranged by crows. The crow suddenly frowned and said, "Where did the blood come from?"
Mr. Lei said, "We are afraid that if it is transported from too far away, it will not have the effect of blood circulation, so the people who collect blood are arranged at the foot of the mountain. These ten barrels of blood were collected from the foot of the mountain and just transported up this morning."
"Good." The crow glanced at him and then at Fuqin and said, "Don't stand here for me to see, or maybe I will take your head."
"Yes...yes..." Fuqin couldn't help but immediately avoid it far away.
The ten barrels of fresh blood were arranged around the hanging giant tripod according to the instructions of the crow, and then opened the lid. Everyone retreated and reserved only one crow.
I saw him chanting ancient charms in his voice.
The dark red blood in the bucket seemed to hear his spell, and they were ready to move. They trembled restlessly in the bucket. After reading a paragraph, the crow made a gesture with both hands-
Unexpectedly, half of the body suddenly twitched!!!!
With his gesture, the dark red blood suspended from the bucket suddenly lost control and fell down again. If it was unstable, it spilled all over the ground!
"Lugu Youwei!!! Today, you still have to fight with me!" The crow said in a low voice, "Do you think what you have done will be useful?"
The crow suppressed the twitching half of the body with its magnificent true qi, and finally subdued that half of the body. The crow's forehead couldn't help sweating. This time his body was in chaos, and he spent more time suppressing than last time... This is by no means a good thing!
"You can't stop me."
The crow looked at the blood scattered on the ground and said, "How could the blood used to be collected by Zhong Kui? But they are all collected from the seams of the ground and from the blood left by the victim.
"You can't stop me!!!!"
The crow said to himself, suddenly shouted, and forced his hands together. Unexpectedly, there was a sound of fracture!
The crow's eyebrows condensed, and his mouth was endless. The dark red blood rose from the bucket and the mud and sand, and condensed in another place.
"Blood gift."
Blood, condensed in mid-air, seems to have countless exquisite hands holding up those blood drops. Those invisible and exquisite hands not only held up, but also kneaded the blood drops into the appearance of the four giant locks and giant tripods. The degree of sophistication seems to be a copy of the blood of the gold and copper thing!
After the crow finished reading the spell, the blood form condensed into the void slowly fell down and silently blended with the huge lock, the square tripod. In an instant, whether it was the black gold chain or the square tripod, all bloomed with thousands of feet of light into the sky. Everyone was amazed, and the crow roared, "Where are the cinnabar and yellow paper?"
"Here!"
The disciples of Wuyin Palace immediately lifted out their 100 catties of things.
"Ceal!"
The crow drank gently, and the yellow paper flew up without wind, as if they were scattered separately, surrounding the crows, like a hundred-foot-high tornado.
The cinnabar is also!
But seeing the cinnabar powder flying up, it was like being rotated by a tornado and fell on the yellow paper respectively. All kinds of spells have been made in an instant!
Blood as the medium has always been the blessing of practice, not to mention this extremely cruel blood circulation!
"In!"
Blood seal.
Yellow paper flies towards the chain tripod, where the blood is thick.
"Ah!!!"
The crow's body suddenly trembled violently, as if there was a imprisoned soul, struggling with the last effort!
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"Ghost King!"
Take the lead in entering the Ghost King Hall. Luo Xiaofan shouted and only heard the dark end, which kept echoing.
I don't know how deep the darkness is, and I don't know what kind of unknown horror is hidden at the end of this end. The outside is fighting fiercely! If it hadn't been for the jade sword's death to break away from the entanglement of Ghost Chuqi, he would have been the first to step here.
It was a tragic battle, and everyone on both sides was making a final effort.
Taking a step back, the Seventeen Ghosts will plunge the Ghost Emperor into a group attack. Further, ghosts may have this head-on confrontation with the ghost king.
With the first one, there is a second one.
When Luo Xiaofan was the first to come in, Seventeen Ghosts had to drag the front line and prevent him from moving forward. And the price of doing this is to let more people enter this dark palace.
Luo Xiaofan roared, "Ghost King!! Where is the ghost king?!"
He waved a sword in his hand, which seemed to stab the ghost on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. The ghost quickly avoided it. The tip of the sword suddenly condensed a fire and flew out to the dark depths when the ghosts were unprepared!
"Boom--" is full of fire!
A sudden generous light in this hole!