Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 36: Nine sons with mother flag
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The shy smile on Su Su’s face froze. Facing Zhao Jiuge’s question, he shook his head slightly, and then his eyes flashed with thoughtful light, and he asked unsurely, "Could it be something to do with the haunted thing?" , Look at this movement, at least it is a monk in the foundation realm."
"Hmph, I know you are inside, so I don't want me to slaughter the village, just come out by myself." A burst of shouts spread to the village clearly through spiritual power, killing intent!
The two were stunned, the familiar spirit power fluctuations, gathering the dead!
Zhao Jiuge's heart sank, and he watched Susu solemnly, "Let's go, it is a blessing, not a curse, but a curse that cannot be avoided." His voice was hoarse, and his tone changed slightly because of his excitement. Compared with Zhao Jiuge, Su Su seemed particularly calm at this time.
Every family in the village has long been awakened by such a big movement, but no one dared to come out and see what happened. For a while, the light in the village went out one after another, leaving only darkness and silence.
The entrance of the village.
The skinny and gloomy old man covered in black robes stood in the air and looked coldly at the men and women who came out. The wind was violent everywhere, and the violent spiritual power filled the whole body with heavy pressure, making people a little breathless Angry.
Looking at two good-looking young girls with extraordinary cultivation skills, the skinny and gloomy old man felt a pain in his heart. He was old enough to make his son's cultivation level up to the spiritual realm, but he did not expect to prepare to retreat. When Cheng Dan, his son died! I wanted to wait until my spiritual pill was 10%, and took my son away from the vicinity of Dongyang City to go to other places to continue to strengthen his cultivation and improve his life.
However, the short-lived son died at the hands of the two in front of him. Because of the evil practice, they were afraid of encountering some worldly experts, so the two of them have been living in seclusion in such a small place near Dongyang City. The realm of foundation building is like a fish in water. Thinking of these skinny and gloomy old people angered and angered, they could no longer suppress their emotions. "The old man does not give you two juniors to refining souls today, I am sorry for my dead son!"
The killing intent is overwhelming, and the cold words shook Zhao Jiuge's heart!
"It turned out to be you!"
Seeing the skinny and gloomy old man, Zhao Jiuge's face was shocked and his eyes stared. The old man in front of him was the one who had bid for the oolong whip in the auction room that day, and he disappeared afterwards.
I felt very uncomfortable when I saw this old man in black robe that day. His whole body exuded a gloomy feeling. His eyes were staring at people like poisonous snakes and numb. When I met that weird young man yesterday, I felt familiar. There was a familiar feeling, it turned out that this thin old man got his son.
When it was on the second floor that day, during the auction, the curious Zhao Jiuge asked Mo Longjie about the origins of the few people below. The thin and gloomy old man in front of him called himself the old man of ten thousand corpses, and his practice was done at night. His spiritual energy, and the corpse energy on the corpse, have a weird temperament, but the cultivation base is in the foundation building. Although many people are dissatisfied with his behavior, he is afraid of his cultivation.
There are a few magic weapons of the past that I mentioned, and the cultivation methods are unpleasant, so I always go alone and have no friends. Zhao Jiuge cursed unlucky secretly in his heart. If it weren't for escaping and breaking into the graveyard by mistake, the old man of the corpse had his son who happened to be practicing there, threatening to **** the blood of himself and Susu, and move his hands first. Otherwise, who would be okay to kill someone, would not lead to this old man if he didn't kill him.
While Zhao Jiuge was cursing secretly in his heart, Elder Wanshi could not bear the grief and anger in his heart. The violent blood-red spiritual power rolled out, and the surrounding scenery was covered with blood for a while. The screaming domestic animals had no sound, only the shaking of the branches and leaves of the trees.
The terrifying coercion made the breath of both of them become rapid and heavy. The light gold and milky white spiritual power surged out one after another, tightly protecting their surroundings. For a while, three colors of light were here. The small villages are shining and flowing with each other.
Taking a step forward and protecting Susu behind him, his light golden spiritual power became rich, and his aura continued to rise. "I'm here, you can't deal with him." Before Susu finished his sentence, Zhao Jiuge had already started.
Starting first is the strongest. Zhao Jiuge has never been a passive person. Since the battle of homicide cannot be avoided at all, then it is better to start first. The light golden spiritual power instantly entangles in the right hand, a few beating.
Condensing sword, pointing diagonally.
The light golden sword light kept changing brilliance, and the momentum was like a rainbow. One swept through and brought up a layer of spiritual power, turning into a waterfall of spiritual power, whizzing away, and a few tumblings killed the old man.
Hmph, there is no gorgeous light, no large-scale movements, with a soft snort, the old man squeezed his hand, and the **** aura the size of a grain of rice flashed across instantly and merged into the dazzling golden sword light.
There was no shaking of the ground and the mountains were shaking. The two collided, and the sword light disappeared like the ice and snow melted, and then the blood-red rice spiritual power disappeared. In the late stage of the foundation stage and the early stage of the transformation of the spirit, the level of spiritual power was almost one in the sky and one on the ground. With a sword that exhausted all his strength, the old man of ten thousand corpses was solved with a single flick.
He spit out a suffocating breath, Zhao Jiuge's eyes gradually burst into flames, the cyan long sword was destroyed yesterday, only the flag of the magic weapon was left on his body, gritted his teeth, his hands were shaking, his palms were imprinted, a domineering and pleasant voice The roar of the dragon resounded all around, and the majestic and majestic dragon with a few feet in size hovered above Zhao Jiuge.
The old man of ten thousand corpses was surprised when he saw the appearance of the golden-patterned dragon, but he was only a little surprised, and returned to his indifference. Lifting lightly with one hand, the blood-colored long sword with concentrated spiritual power appeared in his hand instantly. Even if the spiritual power of the foundation-building realm is not cultivated, it is madly absorbing the spiritual energy between the heavens and the earth all the time, automatically transforming into spiritual power, because the foundation-building realm, the Dantian foundation has been formed, and it can be absorbed automatically.
Zhao Jiuge still needs time to condense the aura long sword. The old man of the corpse can complete it in an instant. With a light swipe of his right hand, the seemingly ordinary sword just slashes towards the golden patterned dragon, **** sword The light poured into the night, like a river of blood in the sky.
Nowadays, the golden-patterned wandering dragon not only has a more condensed body, but also has become a little bigger. The golden dragon scales on its body are lifelike, exuding a pale golden light. Seeing the sword light splitting, the dragon's eyes flashed, as always Without fear, Zhang Yawu galloped away.
"Puff..."
The golden dragon tail slammed away from top to bottom against the wind against the blood-colored sword light, the blood-colored sword light splashed all over, and the spiritual force hit the surrounding trees, and the trunk suddenly stopped and broke. But the golden-patterned dragon's body became dim, and it seemed to dissipate at any time. The pale golden body surface was wrapped with the gray smoke of yesterday, but it was more dense and gloomy than yesterday.
The golden-patterned dragon roared in pain, rolling the dragon's body, his claws madly grasping the smoke entangled in the body, the air was filled with a pungent smell of blood and gloom because of this blow. The old man of the corpse did not expect that this sword would be such a result, and was greatly surprised, but this did not stop his thoughts of revenge, and the killing intent was still cold.
Zhao Jiuge complained repeatedly, but his pitch-black eyes were still full of fighting spirit. Today, he knocked down the iron plate. I kept shouting and roaring inside.
Power! power! power!
I was bullied in the mountain village since I was a child, but I have been bullied by others all the time, and I am eager for strength in my heart. I have to cultivate hard and I don't want to be trampled underfoot anymore!
There was a stream of light in front of him. It was the Lihuo flag with its silver side inlaid with gold threads, and a crazy look appeared in his eyes, gritted his teeth, with a hideous face, regardless of the physical exhaustion of his wounded yesterday, and the body that had just recovered not long ago, urging the Lihuo flag!
Huhu.
The flame was overwhelming, the **** and gloomy in the air that was expelled immediately, the light brought by the dancing flames made Zhao Jiuge's heart a little more comfortable. When the old man of the corpse saw the shocked Lihuo, his face became cruel.
Unexpectedly, there were so many accidents that this little boy brought to him. I didn't want to waste time. The old man suddenly said something in his mouth, a half-person-high banner, erecting the void in front of his chest. The cloth banners are black and gray as a whole, and the whole body is filled with rich gloom when it comes out, and it is also surrounded by rich gray gas.
Suddenly, the clouds were overcast.
Even the silver moon in the night was quietly hiding behind the dark clouds. As the old man’s handprints speeded up, his lips kept chattering, and the black-gray cloth streamers buzzed and vibrated as if inside There is something to break out.
Zhao Jiuge looked at the mysterious cloth banner stupidly, the weird terror movement, for a moment forgot to urge the flag to attack from the fire, Susumi stared seriously at the black-gray banner in the hands of the old man. When the black-gray banner finally began to shake violently, his eyes were unbelievable, and he stared at him, "Quick! Stop him."
Zhao Jiuge came back to his senses after hearing Susu's call, and hurriedly mobilized his spiritual power to spur the Lihuo flag. The fierce flame turned into a few fire snakes with fire waves, tumbling towards the old man with dead bodies.
But it's too late!
I saw a horrified side, a woman with a hideous head, disheveled, pale skin, blood still in the seven orifices, bursting out, and behind her was nine babies with different shapes and the same gloomy spirit. Floating out. For a while, the moonlight over the night sky was greatly eclipsed. Dark clouds shrouded the head of the cloth banner.
An unspeakable sense of panic and gloom that made Zhao Jiuge’s scalp numb. From childhood to adulthood, when did he ever see such a shocking scene? The woman’s head and nine babies still made whimpers. Hovering in the void around the cloth banner, the wind blew.
The goose bumps on Zhao Jiuge's body were all over his body, his heart stopped at this moment, and his eyes shrank sharply.
Susu's chest was also rising and falling at this time. Looking at the cruel and weird picture, the sweet voice became a little sharp, and his expression was unbelievable, "How can you become a mother flag with nine sons! It's so creepy!" Magic weapon, you can get rid of that frenzied thing! Beast."