Chapter 6 Blood Array

Fox Qishan, the General Hall of the Ghost King.

On the way, he only felt that his mind was blank. Only the mysterious and vague figure of the woman always lingered in front of his eyes, but he clearly knew that it should be an illusion, right?

Isn't it?

In a daze, he found that he didn't know when he had walked back to the stone room that belonged to him. The stone door opened. Looking out of the door, he could still see that it was in a mess. It was the result of his inexplicable fight with the ghost king just now.

He looked at the wolf, silently for a long time, slowly walked in, found a well-deserved chair next to the broken table and gave birth to it, stunned.

Monkey Xiaohui ran over from the side and seemed to be still in a low mood. He climbed up Gui Li's shoulder without saying a word, sat down, and then was stunned.

Maybe it's still worried!

One person and one monkey, sitting like this for a long time, there was no sound at all, and the whole stone room looked extremely dull. Finally, he suddenly moved his body, then stretched out his hand, pulled Xiaohui down from his shoulder and raised it in front of him.

Xiaohui blinked his three eyes at the same time and looked at the ghost.

Gui Li whispered, "Xiao Hui, what do you think I should do?"

Monkey Xiaohui didn't say a word, just looked at him.

Gui Li didn't seem to care about its answer. He just whispered to himself, "How on earth should I go this road..."

I don't know the years in the mountains, and the time is gone like water.

The deepest and most secret place in the belly of the Fox Qi Mountain, in the huge blood pool, there is a strong smell of blood. This strange existence quietly hides in the forgotten corner known to the world, quietly budding.

Naturally, except for two people, the ghost king and the ghost gentleman.

In the huge blood pool, it is still the same as before. The body of the huge spirit beast is imprisoned in this blood, except for the cows and yellow birds. At this moment, there are two more figures in the blood pool. One is a strange beast that is struggling but there is nothing to do after all, and the other is a figure, but it is An unusually huge monster, whose head is like a legendary dragon, is almost a circle larger than that of a cow, because most of it is hidden in the blood, and the specific shape cannot be seen clearly, but from several parts of the body that protrude from the water surface, it can be imagined that it must be the magic beast "candle dragon" in the legend of the

The cow and the yellow bird have been trapped for a long time. They have been dying and can't lift their spirits. The candle dragon looks depressed and lifeless. Only because it has just been caught, the spirit is still intact. From time to time, it roars in anger, and the blood around him keeps stimulating the waves. Obviously, it is extremely angry. .

It's just that in this blood pool, there seems to be an extremely strange force. Not only did he imprison the other three foreign beasts, but even the glampant could not break free. He roared and struggled, and finally achieved nothing. In addition, there are more visions in the sky over the blood pool than before.

The mysterious and strange ancient god Fulong Ding is now hanging in the void five feet away from the blood pool. From the feet of the four quaint tripods under the tripod, they each emitted a light purple and red light. From the top, it is shining on the four strange beasts. From a distance, it is obvious that there are If in the four lights of the entity, there is a looming abundance of spiritual power, which is forcibly absorbed from those foreign beasts and returned to the body of the Fulong tripod.

Because of the continuous absorption of the almost endless spiritual power of these alien beasts, the original simple and deep appearance of Fulong Ding has also slowly begun to change. The whole body of the tripod is shrouded in a steaming auspicious air, and the original quaint color is slowly fading. Instead, it is as warm as jade, and gradually becomes a little transparent color.

At a glance, it almost makes people think that this is the legendary sacred object of the fairy family. It is extraordinary and out of place with the bloody blood pool.

However, under the lingering appearance of such a fairy spirit, there is still a different place. That is the mysterious pattern on the inscription of the tripod. The images of the four monsters are suddenly bright and dark, symbolizing the giant tripod mirror text of the dragon tripod itself, which is also slowly changing the color. Only at the top of the pattern The face is as red as blood, as if it is greedily absorbing power and is about to survive.

On the high platform far away from the blood pool, the ghost king and Mr. Ghost stood side by side.

Mr. Ghost is dressed in black, and his whole body still seems to be shrouded in dark shadows. Even if he stands in front of him, he can't really see his figure.

At this moment, he said to the ghost king in a low voice, "Yes, the inscription of the Fulong tripod really has something to do. The four spirits gather together and the chaos opens. At this moment, the "blood array of the four spirits" has been completed, and the rest is to wait for seventy-seven or forty-nine days. Open the "Gate of Shura", so that you can control the supreme power of heaven and earth, and you will be invincible.

The ghost king's face was flushed, and his eyes were shining. He stared at the Fulong tripod in the air. He couldn't hide his excitement on his face. Suddenly, he looked up to the sky, but laughed loudly.

The laughter was bright and rampant, with arrogance and degeniousness, as if he had reigned over the world, but the arrogant laughter was suddenly interrupted. The ghost king frowned, but he gently picked up his heart with his hand. At the same time, the red tide on his face instantly recededed, and there was a pale color

But after a while, the golden gas flashed on his face, and soon it returned to normal.

Mr. Ghost stood aside and saw all the changes in his expression. With his insight, he couldn't help but be stunned and said slightly surprised, "Who have you fought with? Who is that person? How can he have such a way?"

The ghost king took a deep breath, and his face had completely returned to normal. After closing his eyes for a moment, he slowly opened his eyes, and the cold light flashed in his eyes. He said in a cold voice, "'Dafan Prajna' and 'Taiji Xuanqing Dao'... Sure enough, they are all unworldly wonderful skills. It's long and abundant. It's really terrible.

Mr. Ghost frowned, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and said, "Is it him? How can you fight with him?"

Speaking of this, he suddenly seemed to remember something, saying, "Is it for the glor?"

The ghost king snorted, but did not answer Mr. Ghost's words. He just said lightly, "The speed of this son's progress is really unexpected. I'm afraid that in the future... or it's hard to say that it will be a disaster."

Mr. Ghost took a deep look at the Ghost King, then looked away and said slowly, "At the moment, the most important stream is to take the four spirits blood array first, and other things can be avoided!"

The Ghost King nodded slightly and said, "Yes, I know the weight. Don't worry!"

Mr. Ghost meditated for a moment and understood: "However, with the unpredictable Taoism of ghosts now, coupled with the strengthening of the absorption of spiritual power by the four spiritual blood arrays in the future, the bloody vision must be difficult to cover up. With him here, there will inevitably be a few more variables. To avoid accidents, you'd better find an excuse to send him out!"

The ghost king was silent for a moment and said, "What you said." After saying that, he frowned slightly, turned around, put his hands behind him, and slowly walked out of the blood pool.

Watching the figure of the ghost king gradually disappear, Mr. Ghost slowly turned around, walked to the side of the platform and looked down.

I saw that the exotic beast glour, who was still struggling just now, seemed to have gradually lost its resistance under the double deterrence of the blood pool and the strange light of the dragon tripod. At this moment, he fell weakly in the blood and kept panting.

Looking at this scene, Mr. Ghost slowly let out a cold and emotionless sneer under the black veil.

"Hey hey... the gate of Shura..."

The footsteps sounded outside the stone gate, which sounded quite hurried. Obviously, someone came running over in a hurry.

After a while, a figure appeared outside the door of the ghost stone room. He half knelt down and shouted, "Deputy suzerain, the ghost king suzerain sent a message and asked you to meet."

The voice was so loud that there were a few faint echoes in the stone room, but there was no answer.

The person was stunned for a moment, but did not immediately look up. Gui Li has always been in the name of killing in the Demon King Sect. Ordinary religious people rarely dare not approach him, let alone rude.

The man boldly raised his tone and said it again, but there was still no reaction. Then he raised his head and looked into the stone chamber. What he saw was a chaotic scene, but where was the ghost and the monkey Xiaohui who had always been with him?

The man screamed bitterly, shook his head, and strode away.

At this moment, Gui Li was walking in the long corridor of the Ghost King Sect, and the monkey Xiaohui quietly sat on his shoulder. Gui Li looked forward. Although he could not see the end of the road, he knew very well that the end of the corridor was where the ghost king lived.

"Anyway, I can't do nothing here, right, Xiaohui?"

He seemed to be whispering to himself, and the monkey Xiaohui was also in a daze, not paying attention to his master's words at all.

And Gui Li didn't care. He smiled bitterly and said, "Several times, I have seen hope. At the last moment, I have lost so many achievements, but as long as Baguio is still lying there, I can't despair, right? I know what you're worried about. Don't worry. When I find a way to cure Baguio, I will naturally return it to your friend.

Monkey Xiaohui's ears suddenly stood up, and then "squeaked" the rain. Gui Li smiled, but the smile did not stay on his face for long, and then disappeared again.

He stood at the door of the Ghost King Stone Room.

Outside the heavy stone door, the already familiar voice sounded. The ghost king sat in the chair and somehow brushed his daughter's figure in his mind. A complex emotion is floating in his mind.

The stone door opened, and a fierce figure appeared.

"You're here." The ghost king is indifferent.

"Yes." Gui Li nodded slowly, and his voice was equally flat.

The two men were silent, as if nothing should have happened between them.

A moment later, Gui Li said, "There is one thing I want to tell you about."

"Tell me!"

Gui Li said lightly, "You have returned here with the congregation, and I have also brought you the glour. If there is nothing else recently, I want to go out again to see if I can find a way to save Baguio."

The ghost king frowned and glanced at Gui Li. At this time, there was a sudden sound of rapid footsteps outside the door. The order came over and was about to speak. Suddenly, he saw Gui Li and the ghost king talking face to face, and he couldn't help but take a look.

The ghost king quietly waved to the man in the mountain. The man hesitated for a moment, bent down to salute, and quietly retreated. The eyes of the ghost king slowly turned to the ghost. The young man still stood there quietly, looking up and down at the demon religion. At this moment, no matter who stood in front of the ghost king, he must be frightened. Only he seemed to have never been afraid.

Is this the man my daughter loves?

"Go ahead!" In the voice of the ghost king, he suddenly seemed to be a little more tired.

Gui Li nodded silently. In the fight not long ago, although both of them pretended that they did not have such a thing, it was obvious that the originally inamiable relationship between them seemed to be much estranged a lot.

He turned around and walked out, but just as he was about to step out of the door, his body suddenly paused. An inexplicable strange breath, I don't know where it came from, as if I was suddenly in the abyss of blood gathered by thousands of blood, difficult and breathless, and like a huge wave pressing through in a blink of an eye, the bloody atmosphere was like a disaster, roaring violently in my ears.

The ghost's face has changed!

But this strange breath, like a dream, is fleeting, and the surroundings are quiet and restored as usual.

The voice of the ghost king slowly sounded behind him, plain without a trace of emotion, "What's wrong?"

Gui Li turned his back to him, stood for a moment, and said lightly, "It's nothing."

After saying that, he walked away slowly.

Shimen, slowly on the stage behind him, when he was completely in line with the stone wall, the ghost suddenly turned around quickly, and the light flashed in his eyes, looking deeply at the stone door of the ghost king. His eyes were deep and difficult to understand, as if he was still a little confused.

And the ghost king in the stone room also looked at the stone door blankly for a long time, as if thinking about something, but finally shook his head, turned around and walked to the other end of the stone room, and took a few photos somewhere above the stone wall. After a moment, the seemingly complete stone wall moved aside, revealing a one-person passage. The secret path, and a strong smell of blood also emanates from the secret path.

The ghost king walked in with no expression on his face, and the stone wall was behind the fairy and slowly on the stage.

A certain place in Middle-earth is thousands of miles away from the southern Xinjiang, but it is closer to Qingyun Mountain.

This is a barren mountain, which is rarely visited. Look at the ups and downs of the mountains, and one of the long rivers flows through.

If you consider it carefully in terms of geography, the unnamed mountains here belong to the end of the huge Qingyun Mountain Mountains, and the long river between the mountains is also one of the upper tributaries of the river outside Heyang City. It's just that after all, it's far away from the spiritual vein of Qingyun. There are only fierce beasts here, apes chirping and tigers, but there is no trace of fairy spirit.

It's just the forgotten place in this world, but it has been broken today.

The two shadows crossed the sky and chased back and forth. The first one was single, while the latter one flashed, and each other was as fast as lightning. The man of the shadow was in the air or up or down, and suddenly fell into the barren forest, tortuous and moved. He was extremely clever. However, the gray shadow chasing behind him really had unexpected magic. Seeing the trick, he chased it tightly. He never fell down, and he saw that he was gradually approaching the earth.

Suddenly, the shadow in front of him seemed to know that he could not get rid of the pursuit of the people behind him for the time being. In the rapid running, his body suddenly stopped. Suddenly, he saw the shadow tremble and nailed in place like a nail. Almost at the same time, the shadow turned around quickly and clicked five times with his right hand out of thin air.

Another sound of "talking" came out. In this barren forest, under the daytime, there were five dark fires, and ferocious skeletons faintly appeared in the flames. The whistling wind rose, but the shadow chasing behind him rushed away.

The gray shadow arrived in front of him in an instant, but he also said to stop. He just saw that he was absorbed, but he was like a big enemy. Obviously, he did not dare to take these five points of fire lightly. After a while, a cold light flowed around the shadow man's hand, but it sacrificed a crystal clear two sharp tubular magic weapon.

As soon as the magic treasure appeared, the surrounding ground and the branches of the barren trees were covered with a layer of white frost, and the temperature around him suddenly sipated. The five-point yin fire came like the wind, and the gray shadow man's magic weapon rotated in the air, but sucked all the five points of yin fire on the magic weapon tube.

After a while, if the fire meets the ice, the five-point dark fire slowly faded and finally disappears.

And the black light and gray gas gradually dissipated.

"Jiu Han Ning Bing... It's really an amazing magic weapon!" Like sighing and admiring, but without an angry tone, the man in black said quietly,

Standing opposite the donkey is an old man in gray, who is the second figure in the Southern Xinjiang Burning Incense Valley, the official policy, and the magic weapon in the hand of the donkey is naturally the Jiuhan Ningbing thorn that made the nine-tailed Tianhu a little afraid.

Shangguan Ce laughed at the rain and said in a low voice, "It's not easy to get your lich's praise!"

This man in black turned out to be the lich lich who escaped from the ancient cave of Nanjiang Town that day, but I don't know why he and Shangguan Ce turned into such a chasing situation.

The lich looked up and down at Shangguan Ce a few times, and suddenly softened his breath and said, "Old friend, you and I have not been friends for a day or two. Why do you still have to work hard on me?"

Shangguan Ce said lightly, "My purpose has been told to you for a long time. There is no other meaning, that is, we, the owner of the Incense Valley, wants to see you. There are some things that we might as well talk about in depth, so please move to the Incense Valley. It's that simple."

The lich shook his head and smiled bitterly and said, "Your brother, the master of the valley, is too scheming. Although I am crazy about living in the world, I can't compare with him. Besides, I don't know what you mean. It's just for the secrets of our witch clan, right?

Shangguan Ce snorted and said, "You know, now the southern Xinjiang is in a mess, and the five ethnic groups are in chaos, and we need to burn incense valley to preside the big plan. What's more, we are not malicious. Anyway, we are much better than the vicious beast demon, right?"

The lich took a deep look at him and said, "I really don't know the secret of the witch's sky fire. Old friend, for the sake of our many years of friendship, just let me go!"

Shang Guan Ce shook his head and said, "I can't help myself."

After saying that, the nine cold ice thorns in his hand slowly crossed a semicircle in mid-air, exuding a cold air, and he came forward to the lichen again.

The Lich stood still. I don't know if he had understood that it was impossible to escape the pursuit of Shangguan's policy. He gave up his efforts and just said lightly, "Old friend, the world is so big that things are changeable. I didn't follow my mother and eldest brother under Jiuquan that day. I just wanted to take advantage There are all kinds of things in the world. Won't you even give me a chance for this small request?

Shang Guan Ce snorted coldly and ignored it. Obviously, he didn't believe it at all. At this moment, he was three feet in front of the lich, but at this time, his face suddenly changed greatly and his eyes stared at the ground.

In the daytime, the sun was shining down, and the lich's body seemed to be floating, but there was no sign of shadow, and the body trembled gently in the wind, looking at the signs of floating.

The superior officer's body moved, and in a blink of an eye, he was in front of the lichens. The nine cold ice thorns were split down. At that time, a cold light was indestructible, split the lich demon in half from the middle, but the two bodies turned into black smoke in a blink of an eye and quickly

Shangguan Ce was so angry that his old face came from his face. He knew that he was inadvertently blindfolded by the lich. After stomping his foot fiercely, he pulled up and jumped into the air. Looking around, he saw a dark shadow fleeing far away, but he went to the north. At the moment, he turned into gray light and chased away.