The Founder of Diabolism: 81 | Nineteenth heart 3

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Wei Wuxian folded the two pieces of paper and put them back in his arms, surprised: "I read that right? You still have spiritual power! Congratulations. But dare to ask if it is not a plot , Why do you hide the fact that you have not lost your spiritual power? "

These two pieces of paper are not, of course, the remaining pages of Chaos Transcript collected from Jin Lintai, but the strange melody played by Jin Guangyao, written by Lan Wangji in the room. At that time, Lan Wangji kept a copy for Lan Xichen to check, and Wei Wuxian took the two copies of him and Lan Wangji together and took them with him. It just happened to lie out and make Su She anxious. Coupled with his previous deliberate taunts and stimulating Su She repeatedly, it really made him furious. Finally, without Wu Weixian's verbal reminder, Su Lan missed the bottom when Lan Wangji tried it suddenly.

Everyone dodges. In fact, it doesn't have to be, because Lan Wang's maneuvering is just like Wei Wuxian's talking, pressing hard and leaving no room for it, Su She has to deal with it in order not to fall behind. He retreated to the steps, looked down, and Correct's red cursing array under his feet. Lan Wangji looked for a moment, Wei Wuxian said: "It's bad! He wants to destroy this newly formed array!"

Sure enough, Su She bit her tongue, took a bite of blood, and sprayed it on the ground. The dense blood covered the dim red mark. Lan Wangji couldn't wait to fight with him anymore, and his left hand swept across the dust-proof edge, trying to redraw the array. Su She took the opportunity to find a spell and fell to the ground, a burst of blue flames and smoke rising.

Telegraph!

The gravedigger in the Changyang cemetery in Liyang is familiar with Gusu Lan's swordsmanship, and Su Wenshan is a native of the Lan family. The matte man who appeared many times was Su She!

Wei Wuxian squatted beside Lan Wangji and said, "How about?"

Lan Wangji drew a **** finger on the ground for a while and shook his head. The new blood has completely covered and destroyed the original mantra, and it cannot be replaced. Wei Wuxian took his hand up and wiped off the blood and ash from his sleeve, saying: "Don't draw if it's useless."

The formation will be broken and crumbling. The students of Fuling Su's group looked dazed. It seems that Su She did not tell them that they played the wrong song, nor did they tell them how to avoid losing their spiritual power. In other words, in the original plan, the students of this family of Fuling Su family, like others, were going to die. They were afraid of the resentment of others, and wanted to report their relapse and huddle. However, there was a horror in Fumo Cave, and few people could take revenge on them. Several homeowners grabbed their sons and urged: "As soon as the corpse rushes in, you protect yourself, try to escape, and live anyway! You know?"

Jin Ling listened for a while, but I felt a little expectant in my heart that I also said this sentence. After waiting for a long time, I didn't see him say anything, I couldn't help but stun him. He froze too hard, Jiang Cheng finally turned his eyes back, the haze was slightly scattered, but frowned: "What's wrong with your eyes?"

"..." Jin Ling said unpleasantly, "Nothing!"

Wei Wuxian tore off one end of his clean sleeve and cleaned up the wound on Lan Wangji's hand. A figure suddenly burst out from behind, chopping the sword. Lan Wangji stretched out his right hand with a finger, a ring of golden stone, and opened the reckless blade edge with his bare hands. Wei Wuxian took a closer look and said, "Why are you again?"

The man was shaken back a few steps by the force of this bomb and fell to the ground. Correct is easy to spring. His eyes were red and he was holding a sword, "Wei Wuxian, you just said, I don't believe a word!"

Wei Wuxian said: "Things were revealed, and Su Sheliang sword fled. What else do you believe?"

Yi Weichun is a sword again, shouting: "I don't believe it! As long as you say, I don't believe it!"

Hate can blind a person's eyes and make him refuse to admit anything that is good for his enemy.

At this moment, a few terrified screams came from the front: "Broken!"

"The formation is broken!"

"Rush in!"

Wen Ning flew a row of raging corpses with his bare hands, but after all, he had only one body, lost the blood magic barrier cave, and after all, could not resist the corpse like black tide. The rancid smell and roar filled the empty cave in no time!

Jin Ling has never seen so many corpses, and is so close. I can't help being creepy and clenching the handle of the Suihua sword, but suddenly I'm thrown into the palm of my hand, stuffing something cold. He glanced down and said, "Well?"

Jiang Cheng stood up holding the three poisons without spiritual power, his body was slightly swaying, and said, "If you dare to lose the purple electricity, try it!"

Lan Sizhui, Lan Jingyi and others came forward with their swords and said, "General Ghost! Let us help you!"

Mr. Ouyang couldn't hold his son and couldn't stand up, growling, "The child is really back!"

Ou Yangzi really waved the sword, and at the same time she said, "Daddy don't be afraid! I protect you!"

Who knows this time, there is a withered claw leaning towards his throat, the lord of Ouyang split his liver and gallbladder, screaming: "Zizhen !!!"

At the very moment of death, a blade edge cut off the dead claw. Lan Qiren seized Ouyang Zizhen and threw it back to the crowd. He led a group of Gu Su Lan's swords to repair and fight. He rested for a long time, his physical strength was better, his sword skills were sharp, and many people were startled. Lan Si chased the sword like the wind, and suddenly heard the sound of a golden stone behind him, one person helped him to block a blow from behind. Lan Si chased, "Gold Young Master, why are you here?"

It turned out that Jin Ling had seen other peers rushing up, and couldn't help it. Taking advantage of Jiang Cheng's inattentiveness, he plugged the purple electric silver ring back again, pulled out the crowd, and rushed to the most dangerous area of ​​the cave entrance. Jiang Cheng tried to chase, and in a few steps he barely chopped a few swords, only to feel that the three poisons in his hand seemed to weigh more than a thousand pounds. One left, one right, two female corpses rushed, Jiang Cheng cursed, raised his sword and fought again, but the other two hands tore the two female corpses to pieces, saying: "Jiang Zong ..."

Jiang Cheng was furious when he heard this voice, kicked Wen Ning, scolded: "You **** get away from me!" Then growled: "Jin Ling !!!"

Lan Jingyi said, "You go back! You are going to eat someone."

Jin Ling ignored Jiang Cheng's terrible whine than this corpse, and said, "You just go back!"

Ou Yangzi was really caught by his father for a while, and rushed up again with a sword, and said, "Wow, for the first time, I know that Mr. Lan Qiren will use the sword, and the sword is so powerful!"

Lan Jingyi said loudly: "Of course, who do you think the Sword Skill Enlightenment Teachers before the age of 16 of Han Guangjun and Ze Wujun are!"

Mr. Ouyang brazenly shook his sword and shouted at the other people who were still in the cave, "What are you waiting for? If you don't kill, there will be a dead end. These juniors are fighting, what are you still doing! "

Under the infection of this group of young people struggling to kill, more and more people pulled out their swords and joined the battle with the remaining spiritual and physical strength. Gradually, the corpses surrounding the cave leaked out of the original water, and were impacted into a reluctance to form a row. After about half an hour, they turned into twos and twos. The situation really started to reverse!

When Lan Wangji slashed the last corpse rushed into two swords, the corpses were piled up into a mountain inside Fu Mo Cave, and how was the blood flow.

Everybody is covered with black blood stains all over their bodies, and their chests are filled with a strong smell of blood. After a bitter battle, many people already collapsed to the ground and could not climb up, no different from corpses. Only a few homeowners and those young men with enough energy could barely stand by swords.

Lan Jingyi's eyes were straight, her face was pale, and she said, "I ... I have never killed so many corpses ... I am alone, at least I have killed at least thirty, no, more than forty ... ... "

Ou Yangzi really said: "I ... also ... is ..."

After speaking, a few teenagers seemed like they had made an appointment, and thumped to the ground, never wanting to get up again.

Jiang Chengqiang propped up in front of Jin Ling, grabbed him, and said, "Are there any injuries!"

Jin Lingchuan's rough gas was rusty, and said, "No, I ..."

Jiang Cheng slaps him to the ground immediately, cursing: "No ?! If you don't, you will be hurt a little bit and learn a lesson! Is that stupid kidding me?"

However, after taking this palm, he couldn't stand anymore. He sat down heavily, breathing in, and looking away at the two people standing closest to the outside of Fumagong.

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji are all messy. Wei Wuxian looks okay because he is in black, and Lan Wangji ’s white clothes have been dyed in different shades of black and red, which is appalling. There is only a significant amount of wiping on the whole body that is clean. Holding the dust in his hands, he kept his spiritual power flowing steadily.

Everyone saw Han Guangjun for the first time, but this time he was too diligent. One humane: "Is it ... finished ..."

After hearing this voice, everyone said that Nie Huaisang was not dead in such a battle, and he was full of spirits, which is really a miracle. No one had the strength to answer him, and Nie Huaisang almost wept with tears: "Thank God, this group of corpses was finally killed! It ’s a blessing to survive, and it ’s a blessing of the ancestors!"

Affected by his emotions, several teenagers cheered, one after another, more and more people joined. In the cheers, someone on Gusu Lan's side exclaimed, "Sir!"

Lan Qiren's voice came immediately: "No need to help me!"

Lan Wangji looked over there, and saw that Lan Qiren coughed up some blood again, waved his hands, sat cross-legged, and began to adjust his breath.

He quickly approached and took a pulse for Lan Qiren for the delivery of spiritual power. Lan Qiren also said: "No! The spiritual power has not been restored, but this move has nothing to do with the mud cow entering the sea."

Lan Wangji got up and got up, several Hakkas asked habitually, "Han Guangjun, what should I do?"

After questioning, they realized that the move was inappropriate. However, Lan Qiren eyes closed recuperates, it seems that he did not care about it. Lan Wangji said: "Quiet for a while, look at the casualties. You must not delay treating the injured."

He has always been a deterrent in Gusu Lan's family. Several students seem to have taken a dose of calming pills and responded in unison: "Yes!" Even Aura is enough. However, before they had time to act, Wei Wuxian suddenly said, "Quiet."

He looked dignified, and everyone snorted immediately. Several people who were cheering and cheering up also quieted one after another, staring at him uneasily. Throughout the cave, except for the faint sound of breathing, the crows and birds were silent.

Under the silence, another voice became more and more obvious.

That's the sound of footsteps coming from the outside of Fu Mo Cave.

It's not the sound of one's footsteps, but the dense, endless footsteps.

At this moment, the people inside Fu Mo Cave didn't even dare to breathe, countless horrified gazes cast out of the cave. I saw something in the black woods that was slowly shaking and creeping. The gray and black ones didn't look real, but with the sound of procrastinating footsteps, these shaking things became clearer and clearer, even their pale cheeks , Thin hands, red and yellow fangs are also visible.

A new wave of corpses.

And more than the previous wave!

Everyone in Fuman Cave seemed to see a glimmer of vitality, but the next moment, a huge despair swept the entire cave, and the shadow enveloped everyone. Even Jin Ling, Lan Sizhui and other teenagers were completely surrounded by this scalp desperate feeling, and their limbs were stiff. Some people seem to be unable to accept this hope and then despair and pass out directly. Others cry with anger, but no one has the strength to get up and fight with a sword.

Even if Wen Ning blocks the hole again, how long can he block it?

Suddenly, Wei Wuxian said: "Han Guangjun!"

Lan Wangji looked back at him, Wei Wuxian gasped, and said, "I want to do one thing."

Others were also attracted by his words. Wei Wuxian said, "Will you stay with me?"

Lan Wangji looked at him definitively, spit his words clearly and categorically, "accompany."

Wei Wuxian smiled and took off his black clothes.

Under the black coat is a white coat, and already is dyed half red, but this does not prevent him from lifting his blood-stained palm and lowering his head to scratch a few lines on it.

As the lines become clearer, the eyes of those watching him move more and more incredible, as if looking at some monster. Fang Mengchen stood up and said, "What are you going to do?"

Wei Wuxian ignored him and continued to paint.

When he stopped, what was worn on him, already was not a white coat, it was a banner.

Whether attracting all the evil spirits and evil spirits to one person, call the Yin Banner!

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji stood together and beckoned to Lan Sizhui and others. The juniors gathered around, Jin Ling also wanted to get up, but was pressed back by Jiang Cheng.

Wei Wuxian said: "The second wave of corpses came in later, I led them to the blood pool, and Han Guangjun was responsible for killing them. Here," he patted his heart and said, "There is a Targets, they wo n’t bother you. Do n’t fight, just rush out. ”

Lan Sichao's rare voice was louder, and said, "How is this possible! This is absolutely not possible!"

The lord of Ouyang already gave up holding his son. Ouyang Zi really said: "Senior Wei, we have to kill the corpse! I can kill a hundred more!"

Lan Jingyi's already has begun to undress: "I have to paint a flag on my body!"

Wei Wuxian couldn't help crying and laughing, stopped him quickly, and said, "Don't mess around with it. One target is enough. Han Guangjun can cooperate with me to kill the corpse, and the others don't mess up."

In Fumo Cave, everyone doesn't know how to deal with this situation.

What is the purpose of Zhaoyin Banner? No one doesn't know. However, even if there is a person who is willing to use his flesh and blood to attract the corpse who is about to break through the formation, in exchange for the safety of others, this person should definitely not be Wei Wuxian!

Lan Sizhui and others have to talk, Lan Wangji said, "Listen to him."

Now, he turned to Lan Qiren, and saluted deeply. Lan Qiren opened his eyes and did not speak. Lan Si chased: "Mr. Lan! Han Guangjun ... he ..."

Lan Qiren said lightly: "It should be so."

Lan Sizhuan also has to speak: "But ... !!!" Wei Wuxian sang: "Wenning! Open the way!"

The black lines extending from Wen Ning's neck suddenly grows, almost covering almost half of his cheeks. He no longer intercepts the corpse, screams in his throat, and rushes out of the path among the layers of corpses. Come.

The second wave of corpses that lost their obstacles finally stepped into Fumo Cave?

Wei Wuxian pushed Lan Sichai and said, "Go!"