Chapter 212, nine women surrounded and killed
Arranged the blood shadow array, Ling Xiao sat on the outside of the magic array, breathed and began to practice, condensing the true meaning of the demon bell and the true meaning of the corpse mountain and blood sea.
The tens of thousands of cemeteries in the middle of the night have become more horrible, and the atmosphere is like waves. The howling is endless, and it's very frightening.
Unconsciously, in the middle of the night, Ling Xiaolou suddenly opened his eyes, turned over and jumped up, quickly pulled out his short knife, drew a strange arc in the air, and the sharp blade fell on a resentful spirit.
This is a humanoid resentment, nearly two meters high, covered with a black armor, holding a sharp spear in his hand, cold and lifeless.
Armor and spear are transformed by negative essence, not real substances.
This resentment spirit is likely to be a powerful practitioner before his death. After death, a wisp of will is immortal. After decades of negative essence nourishment and growth, it becomes a resentment spirit.
The sharp sound of breaking the sky resounded through the sky, and the black spear of human-shaped resentment came straight with a sharp momentum.
The cold light at the tip of the spear makes Ling Xiaolou's hair stand upright.
When the spear was about to stab him, Ling Xiaolou's body was slightly side, and the spear stabbed against his chest and abdomen.
He waved the short knife at high speed, completed the red fire essence piled up and superimposed on nine large Sundays, and poured into the short knife along the meridians of his arm, forming a blazing fire line at the blade.
With a sound, the short knife cut the side of the neck of the resentful spirit, as if there was no feeling. The blazing line instantly cut the neck of the resentful spirit, and a head flew up.
Boom!
Ling Xiaolou's left fist bombarded out, and the hot temperature of the red fire spirit scorched the resentful body, and the black airflow rushed out.
In the blink of an eye, the black resentment was burned into a wisp of black airflow by the firelight.
Lingxiao Tower stimulated the true meaning of the magic bell and absorbed these airflows. This is purely negative emotional power, which has an excellent effect on condensing the true meaning of the magic clock.
Night is a time of resentment.
Ling Xiaolou stood in this area full of negative spirit and never left. In an hour, he was attacked and killed by more than a dozen resentful spirits, which was very dense and terrible.
Fortunately, there is no outrageous resentment around the area he chose, and he can deal with it.
Absorbing the negative emotional power of more than a dozen resentment spirits, the magic bell became more and more condensed, slowly moving from illusion to solidity.
Another hour passed, absorbing the negative emotional power of more than 20 resentful spirits again, and the Heavenly Demon Bell has condensed to the limit of his understanding.
Even if he kills the resentment again and absorbs the power of negative emotions, it is impossible to condense the true meaning of the demon clock.
Because he has understood so much.
Like a person, he eats so much that if he eats too much, he is likely to swell himself.
Put away the true meaning of the demon bell, and Ling Xiaolou began to condense the true meaning of the corpse mountain and blood in the nine holes.
Compared with the understanding of the magic bell, Ling Xiaolou has a deeper understanding of the true meaning of the sea of corpses.
It only made him a little distressed. The strength of the nine acupuncture points was limited. He only condensed the true meaning of the corpse mountain and blood for an hour, and the acupuncture points could not stand it and was about to collapse.
I have to give up.
Looking at the sky, it was early in the morning. Ling Xiaolou knew that he would not have an inch here, so he followed the marks left along the way and returned the same way.
The sunrise in the desert is particularly beautiful. A round of red sun slowly rises in the distant mountains, emitting a soft light and shining warmly on people.
The sun is rising, and the desert has regained its vitality.
However, on the outskirts of the 10,000-person cemetery, there is no warmth and coldness.
At this moment, in a gully outside the cemetery, nine beautiful women sat around and sat on the bones all over the ground. No one cares about this.
As if these bones are stones, there is nothing terrible...
"Sister Sun, are you sure that Lingxiao Tower has entered the cemeteries of tens of thousands of people?" A woman in a blue martial arts uniform with a pair of proud peaks frowned and asked like this.
"Five sister, I'm not sure if he really went to the graveyard of 10,000 people." The woman surnamed Sun shook her head and whispered, "But I'm sure that his breath has disappeared around here."
"Sister Sun's tracking skills are so powerful that even the master and her elders praise her. Since she can be sure that the breath of the fourth young master of the Ling family has disappeared around here, there will be no mistake. A woman strongly supports the woman surnamed Sun.
"I have never doubted Sun's tracking skills!" The green woman couldn't help shaking her head and said, "It's just that we have been waiting since noon yesterday. Until now, it has been dawn and we haven't waited for Lingxiao Tower. I'm a little anxious."
"This area is open, and there is no other hiding place except ravines. We have checked all the gullies and found no trace of Lingxiao Tower! He must have entered the cemeteries of tens of thousands of people! The beautiful woman said with no expression on her face.
She glanced at several women and added, "What's more, if it's okay, who will come to this 10,000-person cemetery?"
"Seventh sister is right! Then Lingxiao Tower must have made a plan to come here.
"Seventh sister's analysis is very reasonable."
The others echoed, believing that Lingxiao Tower is very likely to enter the 10,000-person cemetery.
"Just why did this Lingxiao Building enter the cemeteries of tens of thousands of people? What the hell is he doing?" The veiled woman frowned and asked doubtfully.
"He...isn't he practicing some evil skills, is he?"
"Is he here to practice the true meaning of the mountain of corpse and sea of blood?" A woman suddenly screamed.
A few days ago, the fourth young master of the Ling family fought with several disciples of Wutang in the barracks under the command of the king, and once used a horrible truth.
Although these news were tightly sealed and locked by Huangfu Yue, when so many sergeants saw it at that time, they still inquired about it.
"very likely!" The beautiful woman said with a complicated face and was angry that the fourth young master of the Ling family was so powerful.
The beautiful eyes of the veil woman flashed and whispered, "If there is nothing wrong with the news we inquire about, the true intention of the fourth young master of the Ling family is very evil and terrible, and may devour other true intentions..."
"My sister is right!" The beautiful woman agreed, "So then we will find a way to prevent him from showing this kind of true intention."
"I'm afraid this is not easy!" A woman frowned.
"Yes! This is unrealistic! We should find other ways to make his true intention unable to exert its power!" Someone suggested.
At this time, the eyes of the other eight people gathered on a woman with a gray fairy suit and a cold face.
"Big sister, what's your suggestion?" The veiled woman looked at the woman and asked softly.
"Ring!" The woman in gray said indifferently.
Everyone's eyes lit up with joy. At this time, they were sure to kill the four young master of the Ling family.
Ling Xiaolou walked out of the cemetery with a pale face, and his robe had already been ragged, revealing the camouflage clothes inside.
For some reason, he originally went deep into the cemetery of 10,000 people. Although he also encountered some grievances, the number was not large and his strength was ordinary.
But when he returned the same way, he encountered a large number of resentment.
There are groups of gray crows, centipedes with poisonous mouths, wild cows with black airflows... and black scorpions cast like black gold, and more than a dozen people.
These grievances are very powerful, which makes him miserable.
Fortunately, he finally killed these grievances one by one and successfully came out.
Sitting on the ground, Ling Xiaolou gasped violently.
After a short break, he sat cross-legged, took the last Huiyuan elixir, and slowly ran the White Lotus Sutra to restore Jingyuan.
The morning sun slowly climbed up and unconsciously crossed the top of the head.
Lingxiaolou practiced for two hours, and the essence in the sea was finally full.
He thought about whether he should change the way to enter the 10,000-person cemetery again after 35 days.
"Let's talk about it then..." After thinking for a long time, he still thought it would be better to watch it then.
Suddenly, a throb rose in Ling Xiaolou's heart. He got up and found himself surrounded.
"Was it that I was so distracted that I didn't even notice anyone approaching?" Ling Xiaolou muttered to himself.
However, he soon denied this conclusion.
Because he found that even if he could see the people besieging him, his keen intuition of life had failed and he could not feel these people...
The other party has a secret method or secret weapon to cover up the breath of life.
Ling Xiaolou looked around at these people and his eyelids jumped, two of whom were his acquaintances.
One is Su Qianqian, one of the two beauties in Datong City, and the other is Su Qianqian's senior sister. At the spring outing, she was hit by him as the beautiful woman who was seriously injured.
He was moved. Is it Su Qianqian and others who followed him in Datong City?
"Hee..." The beautiful woman, Su Qianqian's senior sister smiled, but a pair of beautiful faces showed a cold color. There was a murderous opportunity. She flashed and stared at Ling Xiaolou.
Although Su Qianqian was veiled and couldn't see her face clearly, Ling Xiaolou saw the terrible murderous opportunity from the other party's beautiful eyes.
"What do you mean by several people?" Ling Xiaolou smiled.
The smile on the beautiful woman's face slowly restrained, and she said expressionlessly, "What do you think we should mean?"
"Ha ha, I think you are here to fall in love with me!" Ling Xiaolou smiled frivolously.
The beautiful woman's face stiffened and immediately ridiculed, "With you, do you also want to fall in love with our nine sisters?"
"Seventh sister, don't talk nonsense with him. This guy is slippery and not a good thing at first glance!" A woman shouted softly.
Su Qianqian was more direct and said indifferently, "Ling Shao, if you want to fall in love, you can go to the hell to have a look. There may also beautiful ghosts there."
"Do it!" A woman in a gray fairy suit opened her mouth indifferently, with a thick blue light on her body, giving people a strong sense of life and a sharpness at the same time.
With the order of the woman in gray, the other eight women also urged Jingyuan to come out, waved their swords, and began to circle around the Lingxiao Tower.
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PS: Today's third update, more than 9,000 words have been updated! At the beginning of tomorrow, I don't know if I can ask for a guaranteed monthly ticket?