Chapter 172 Blood Skull

Duan Fei did not intend to recite scriptures or devote himself to the entertainment industry. He picked up the cloth burden, and suddenly remembered one thing. The clothes worn by the resentful spirit were rotten, and the clothes here looked very strong, basically 90% new.

This is an incredible situation. The clothes on that guy wear are rotten, but the clothes in this bag are fine. This is obviously unreasonable. Unless it is a high-quality combat suit, ordinary clothes will often rot in this kind of underground *. If it hadn't been for his strong mana, I guess his clothes would have been long ago. With the weather, clothes, there is something wrong with these clothes. What's the problem?

Duan Fei began to check these clothes. Judging from the style, these clothes should be ancient Chinese official clothes, with excellent materials and embroidered with dragon pythons. Maybe they are really Murong Chui's funeral clothes, dragon robes? Maybe it's true. I didn't expect to wear a real dragon robe before I died, and I would die without regret.

There are really a lot of decorative objects on these clothes. I have caught a lot of jewelry and jade. Do these things also have super fresh functions? The refrigerator of the ancients is more useful than those of modern people. Although it can't reach the state of dry and stone, it is immortal for thousands of years.

In the middle of a pile of jewelry and jade, Duan Fei soon found a special object. The thing was pinned to the front of the dragon robe. The color was very dark, like dark purple, which was neither like a golden needle nor wood carving. What kind of material is it? For a while, he would really figure it out. Put it in front of him and took a closer look at the pattern. , as if coiling a snake, a snake-shaped strange pin, in this mysterious place, all abnormal objects may have their magical origin.

Duan Fei put this thing in his hand. Is there anything magical? Duan Fei planned to try it. His left hand was spread flat, his right hand, and a trace of black evil spirit condensed in his palm. His right palm suddenly slapped, and the black evil spirit suddenly hit the pin on his left hand.

"Peng!" With a violent vibration, Duan Fei's left hand was numb. He couldn't help shaking, and the pin fell to the ground. A miracle appeared. The pin stood on the ground, like a small spirit. The needle pointed down and the needle kept rotating. Duan Fei stepped back two steps and bent down to observe the little thing carefully. It was really a spiritual weapon. Under the attack of the soul, the inner energy is stimulated.

He waited until the pin stopped. Although the little thing stopped rotating, he did not lie down and stood straight on the ground, as if it were deeply rooted in the ground. Duan Fei gently slapped a gust of wind, which was really motionless.

is really a magic weapon, but I don't know how to use it. Duan Fei stretched out his hand to take it off and put it away, and began to meditate.

3 months, you must raise your martial arts to a new height. The more you think about it, the more impossible it will be. If you can't stop your heart like water, it will be difficult to get the ideal cultivation effect. Duan Fei has to raise the boundless Sanskrit sound. Although it is more wasteful to do this, there is no way.

First start the primordial spirit, and then the primordial spirit passes through the divine consciousness and orders the body to enter a low-frequency state. According to the idea of Duan Fei, the incisonic waves must be related to the low-frequency vibration of the body. Only by letting the body enter the ultra-low frequency state can it solve the mystery of incimal waves. High-frequency vibration produces ultrasonic waves, and only low frequency can produce incimal waves. Of course, this is Duan Fei's family's idea, and whether it is correct or not needs to be tested in practice.

"Boom~~Rumble, Boom~~Rumble!" Duan Fei finally got quiet. The noise on the ceiling here is really not small. Yuan Ling is manipulating his body to conduct low-frequency drills. When he is very busy, there is a burst of noise above. These guys are really not worry-free. Let them continue to make noise like this. This skill can't be practiced. Yuan Ling thought of this layer , I can only do my work for the time being.

"Duan Fei, open the door, open the door quickly." The resentment clapped the floor and shouted loudly.

Of course, this door cannot be opened easily. As soon as it is opened, the people above may rush in. Once Murong returns, Duan Fei will definitely die. Therefore, even if the resentment breaks the palm of his hand, the door cannot be opened easily.

"Duan Fei, listen to me. As long as you open the door, I can guarantee your safety."

Joke, Duan Fei was too lazy to pay attention to him. He narrowed his eyes and began to refresh his mind.

"Duan Fei, listen to me. What I said is all true. My clothes fell below. Open the door, get the clothes and leave. I promise to escort you out. These people are not my opponents at all. If you don't believe it, I will kill both of them now."

Duan Fei still ignored him. This guy really started his hand. After only three or five rounds, the two Taiyi masters were overturned to the ground. The first one to be affected was Zhao Zheng. The five finger bones of resentment were really horrible. The world-famous Taiyi fairy clothes were directly pierced by his finger bones, and all five sharp finger bones were inserted. Entering Zhao Zheng's chest, this guy took out his five fingers, and Zhao Zheng saw his heart beating fragilely between his bloody white bone hands. Zhao Zheng's two thin lips collided violently and did not squeeze out a word for a long time. Then, his body shook twice and fell face to face.

Tang Xiaofeng sat on the ground and was jumping up. Looking at the tragic end of her companion, she was so scared that she trembled all over. This is no longer the era of heating and shaking. No matter how much the shaking is, it can't resist the severe cold all over the body.

Duan Fei raised his eyelids, then closed them and continued to close his eyes.

The two eyes of the resentful spirit have turned blood red, a pair of white bone hands, one of which still holds a beating heart, and blood flows down the gap between the fingers.

Tang Xiaofeng tried to turn over, but her feet slipped and fell down again. Her face was covered with sweat, and her clothes were sweating all over her body. She died. Just now, she was still studying with Zhao Zheng what means the master would use to kill Duan Fei. In the blink of an eye, death turned to her head. Oh, no, it was probably be her chest, this If you are bloated, you won't grab your chest and take out your heart directly, will you?

It's horrible. Some things are more horrible than death itself.

The resentment spirit straightened up and shook his head. A gust of wind blew. The skin of his face was directly blown off by the wind, with a mass of blood smog dripping on the rotten clothes of the resentment spirit. A skull with blood still propped on the neck of the resentful spirit and looked around. He grinned at the bloody gums, "Gang, gigg" with a strange smile, the whole There was a horrible echo in the road.

Tang Xiaofeng did not faint. She put her long sword around her neck. She looked at the bloody skeleton in front of her in horror, chilling.

The blood skeleton showed a pair of eye holes and looked at her. The gums opened. Between the two rows of skewed teeth, there was a big mouth that was gloomy. He reached out and stuffed the blood-dropping heart into his mouth and chewed it.

Tang Xiaofeng finally turned over and got up. The long sword in her hand pointed at the blood skeleton and said tremblingly, "Don't come over, don't come over!"

The blood skeleton quickly swallowed a living heart, and then his eye holes looked at the girl's chest. Fear was like a leather whip, beating on the woman's body, and she twitched like electric shock.

"Duan Fei, please, come and help me, Duan Fei, please!" The girl made a hysterical call. If there is really a man on the ceiling, he will definitely rush out. Hero saving beauty is not only an obligation, but also a sign.

Duan Fei has no obligation to prove that he is a man, let alone recognize him as a hero.

He closed his eyes and knew that women's calls were from the heart, and people were dying, and their words were also kind.

The blood skeleton laughed strangely and approached Tang Xiaofeng step by step. Then, Duan Fei heard a scream: "Go to hell!"

Tang Xiaofeng used all her strength and rushed to the blood skeleton with a classic fairy guide. The sword hole pierced the body of the resentful spirit and directly penetrated the back from the front chest. There was still blood dripping on the blade, and the exposed sword front was seven or eight centimeters.

Tang Xiaofeng laughed strangely. She saw five finger bones piercing her chest. She wanted to pull out the long sword, and she wanted to retreat. She couldn't do anything. Five finger bones pierced Taiyi's clothes, and this advanced combat uniform that could resist advanced monsters was instantly broken through.

Blood, a large blood, the woman tried to cover her chest, but there was no strength on her arm. She struggled to move her shoulders. The strength on her shoulders was not enough to drive her arm, and her fingers could not help tremble.

The evil resentment stirred in her chest, and crystal tears flashed in her eyes. The resentment stretched out another hand, and the five white bones dripping with blood stroked her face.

Her pupils were expanded to the maximum extent, and her facial expression paused in a super twisted state. The five finger bones of resentment were pulled, and a bloody heart was still beating.