Chapter 61 Ghost Killing 3

Zhuge Bu Liang stood up with difficulty and only felt extremely sore all over. Looking at Yin Mengli beside him, she was as quiet as dust, with a touch of plainness and tranquility on her beautiful jade face, and a circle of strange true fluctuations came out. Yin Mengli seemed to be isolated from the world, and seemed to be integrated with heaven and earth, giving her a mysterious veil.

"It's time to break through." Zhuge Buteng was slightly shocked. A great disaster of life and death actually opened the door to the Jindan period for Yin Mengli.

Zhuge Butang knew that he could not disturb Yin Mengli at this time. Yin Mengli was in a mysterious and subtle state. She must not be disturbed. Maybe she would lose this opportunity to enter the Jindan period because of a small episode.

The whole tomb is very quiet. This is a kind of dead silence, the gloomy cold is forced, and there is a factor of fear floating in the air. The ground is full of dead bones. After countless years, these dead bones will turn into dust with a slight touch.

Zhugebuliang looked at the tomb, and finally his eyes condensed on the cyan sarcophagus. With his feet stepping on a dead bone and making a "pop" sound, Zhuge Buliang came to the sarcophagus. The simple sarcophagus was covered with dust, but there was no carving except for a strange mark on it.

"What kind of strong man is buried here?" Zhuge Buteng frowned. He wanted to reach out to push away the sarcophagus, but he still gave up the idea.

The divine consciousness penetrated from the body and explored the cyan sarcophagus. He thought that there would be prohibitions engraved on the sarcophagus. Unexpectedly, the divine consciousness penetrated easily, and everything in the sarcophagus became clear.

There is a mummified corpse lying flat in the sarcophagus, without any true breath. Obviously, it has died and can't die any more. The body has lost all the water and bones.

"Hm?" At this time, Zhuge Buliang found that there seemed to be some patterns on the inner wall of the sarcophagus.

Seeing that there were no organs, Zhuge Fuliang made up his mind. He opened his sleeves, knocked off the dust from the sarcophagus, and reached out to push the lid of the sarcophagus. The coffin lid rumbled, and everything in the sarcophagus leaked into the air.

The ancient corpse lay quietly in it, with empty eyes and a dry body without vitality.

Zhuge Buliang stared at the pattern on the inner wall of the sarcophagus. The strange pattern was full of mystery. At first glance, it looked like ferocious faces.

"This should be the magic of ghosts 5,000 years ago." Zhuge Buliang guessed secretly, his eyes condensed, and carefully drilled the pattern on the inner wall of the sarcophagus.

Gradually, Zhuge Butiang found that these patterns recorded were really the unique skills of ghosts, but it was indeed some remnants, and some places were even blurred, as if they had been erased.

Zhugebuliang only felt a little cold sweat on his back. Who erased the pattern on it? Is it the mummified corpse in the sarcophagus? After all, nothing can be found in this tomb except the sarcophagus and the mummified corpse in the sarcophagus.

After careful research, Zhuge Butang found that dozens of ghost killing techniques were recorded on the inner wall of the sarcophagus. Unfortunately, it was blurred and erased by inexplicable reasons. Among them, only the patterns of three killing moves are quite clear.

"These are all ghostly killing moves!" Zhuge Buliang was happy. He was a spiritual root with no attributes. He could not practice any spells. He could only use unique skills such as "cracked empty fingerprints" and "counter-empty steps".

At present, the killing skill of the three ghosts has been found in the sarcophagus. This is really a charcoal in the snow. I want to eat hail under the ice.

Through careful observation, Zhuge Fuliang branded the patterns of these three ghost killing skills in his mind. These three killing skills are called "Ghost Blood Seal", "Yan Mo Sanxiao" and "Senluo's Pupil" respectively.

Zhuge Fuliang was slightly sorry that if the other killing techniques in the sarcophagus were not erased, it would definitely be a treasure for him.

At this time, Zhuge Fuliang felt a strange energy fluctuation on the ancient corpse's body. Zhuge Fuliang was suddenly shocked and subconsciously withdrew from a distance of several meters. But nothing strange happened next, and the ancient corpse was still lying quietly in the sarcophagus.

"Is it my illusion?" Zhuge Fuliang approached the sarcophagus again, and the strange energy fluctuation came again.

Zhuge's pupils contracted, and he carefully felt the inexplicable energy fluctuation. This fluctuation seems to come from the ancient corpse, and it is similar to the essence of the magic weapon.

Zhuge Buli had the courage to open the ancient corpse. Sure enough, under the body of the ancient corpse, a simple bronze mirror was inlaid in the sarcophagus. The bronze mirror was simple and lightless, with two ferocious faces carved on it. The strange energy fluctuation came from this bronze mirror.

At this time, Zhuge Butang felt that the seven divine holes in his body were shining together, as if they were affected by the magic weapon essence in the bronze mirror.

"It should be a good magic weapon." Zhuge Buchang guessed that the seven divine caves could not resonate at all.

Zhuge Buliang carefully took out the bronze mirror. Because the bronze mirror was embedded in the bottom of the sarcophagus, Zhuge Buliang really took a lot of effort.

"Yan Magic Mirror, Earth Products!" Zhuge Fuliang almost exclaimed. Looking at the words carved on the bronze mirror, Zhuge Fuliang's heart surged. This magic weapon turned out to be a local-grade magic weapon. No wonder the seven divine caves resonated.

You can't find a hundred magic weapons in Kyushu, but I didn't expect that there would be a magic weapon in the isolated tomb.

It must be the funeral goods of the owner of the tomb. Zhuge Buliang concluded that at this moment, the seven divine caves in his body flashed more violently. He put the Yan magic mirror into the universe bag, which is a magic weapon of local grade. Although his cultivation is low and cannot be used at present, this rare treasure cannot be absorbed by the seven divine caves for the time being. At least it's good to take it out and install B when the strength is strong.

But before that, he can't let anyone know that this local magic weapon exists, otherwise it may lead to the disaster of death. The ground-grade magic weapon is undoubtedly fatal to the repairer**.

Put away the magic mirror, Zhuge Fuliang moved the ancient corpse back to its original place, covered the sarcophagus, and worshipped the sarcophagus three times.

In the next few days, Yin Mengli was in a state of cultivation, ethereal. At this moment, she was about to break through, and Zhuge Buliang did not want to disturb her. Sitting alone and studying in the sarcophagus, he got the ghost killing skill.

The blood mark of the fierce ghost.

Zhuge Fuliang constantly changed his fingerprints, and he found that the mystery of these three killing techniques was not lower than the crack empty fingerprints. The fingerprints are constantly changing, emerging one after another, and Zhuge Bliang is becoming more and more and more swined. Two days later, the speed of Zhugebulang's printing became faster, and there was an invisible true ripple in every fingerprint.

Blood light riot, a mini-shaped blood mark appeared in Zhuge's palm, about the size of a palm. The blood seal is as crystal clear as red agate, as if it is stained with blood, gorgeous and gorgeous.

"This ghost killing skill is really mysterious..." Zhuge Fuliang sighed to himself. After a few days, Zhuge Fuliang could only copy the printing method of "severe ghost blood seal". As for the real understanding of "severe ghost blood seal", it is by no means a matter of a day or two.

ps: Sorry, I went out just now. Chapter 3 is late.