Killing God Chapter 7: Where is life, don’t die
Hundreds of tentacle-like shadows stretched out from Qingli to entangle Huang Gong. If they were entangled, it would not be fatal, but Huang Gong would be more passive.
But how could Duke Huang let a ghost cultivator act on him, his hands moved faster and faster, and the yellow flag turned into a circle around his body, and his actions were not ineffective. Slowly leaving Huang Gong's body, with a handsome white face, his brows were wrinkled.
Seeing this, the old man didn't sit still. He jumped up and came to Duke Huang's side, holding a one-foot-long nail in one hand, pointing directly at the center of Mr. Huang's eyebrows and heart.
Huang Gong didn't dare to ignore this, and the yellow flag that forced back the green owl flew out on both sides, protecting his heart and between his eyebrows, respectively. The nail and the flag collided. Because of the lack of the containment of two small flags, Qingli has been entangled in Huang Gong again.
Until this moment, Huang Gong's expression changed drastically. He thought that only the old man had set up an ambush, but he didn't expect that the other party had invited a ghost repairer from nowhere, and his cultivation base was not low. Invincible, let alone in the formation at the moment.
"Today, if you don't want to fight for Shenshui, you will definitely lose your soul." Huang Gong was very anxious at this time. If this goes on, if he is not careful, he will be killed by this person and one ghost, and he will be trapped in the formation all the time. You have to consume True Yuan, and you have to be careful of sneak attacks by other ghosts. In addition, even if you make no mistakes, it will be a matter of time before you will be consumed.
"Thousands of changes are possible, the wind flag." Huang Gong said with a sound, and saw that one of the three small flags with a cloud pattern quickly burned, followed by the wind, and within a breath, the whole The vines and the branches of the houses in the small courtyard were all smashed by the wind blade, and the residue flew in the air.
The old man had to stop the offensive, raised his hand and set up a black light curtain to cover the whole body, resisting the wind blade. Compared with other places in the small courtyard, the wind around Mr. Huang was stronger, and the almost real wind blade kept tearing and tearing the green blade Li, Qing Li at this moment has completely left Duke Huang, struggling to resist the wind blade.
There is no extra movement in Huang Gong's hand, and he maintains a hand trick. If he wants to use this technique, he will lose a small flag, and it will consume a lot of his mind and soul.
After a while, the wind stopped, Lao Tietou and Qingli were a little embarrassed, and Huang Gong was slightly out of breath. At the cost of losing a small flag, he did not lose the wind in this confrontation.
"I underestimate you." The old man sighed, the nails he used earlier appeared in his hands, but this time they pierced his head and abdomen, "Qing Hao, fit together!"
As the nails pierced into the body, the old man's face was hideous, as if he was enduring great pain, but Qing Hao didn't say much, and flew into the old man's body, and a layer of black qi instantly appeared on the old man's face.
When Huang Gong saw this, he didn't dare to hold back. The old man's face was black and he was clearly dead. He used to practice on corpses. Desperately, regardless of the result, oneself will be in nine deaths.
"Thousands of possibilities, water flags, thunder flags!" The remaining two small flags embroidered with water droplets and lightning symbols also burned, "If you dare to go all out, I'm afraid of you and die for me. "
Lang Lang's night sky suddenly gathered black clouds, and raindrops the size of beans poured down in an instant.
Calling the wind and calling for the rain, this is not uncommon in the battle of the fighters. It seems that the momentum is huge, but even if there are treasures burning, such a great technique, Huang Gong can't last long.
There was no extra action, the old man just rushed to Huang Gong regardless of the lightning and rain that were about to hit him.
Engong Huang maintains the great technique with all his strength, and he has no power to fight, but there is no trace of fear on his face, but a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
Under Mr. Huang's calculation, the old man couldn't have rushed to his side before the rain and lightning arrived. Even at this moment, he was confident.
"Explode!" The old iron head didn't perform any magic, and didn't even raise his hand. After he shouted angrily, he was overwhelmed by raindrops and lightning.
"No--!" Xiao Chen stood at the gate of the dilapidated courtyard, tears could not stop.
It turned out that not long after Xiaochen left, he resolutely turned around, just holding the magic talisman in his hand, wanting to contribute, but when he arrived at the gate of the small courtyard, he happened to see the old man being drowned by thunder and lightning.
"Bang!" A loud bang resounded through the sky, Xiaochen only had time to hug his head, but was blown away by the air wave, tears on his face like broken beads, staying in the air, Xiaochen flew a long distance , rolled on the ground for a long time, and then stopped, motionless, dressed in tattered clothes.
The dark clouds in the sky have dissipated, and the moonlight shines on the earth again, but the town of Tucker, which was very lively less than half an hour ago, is silent at this moment, there is no sound, and there is no anger.
Xiaochen, who fell to the ground, moved and struggled to get up. He looked a little scary. There were scratches all over his face. tired.
However, he stood up, extremely slowly, and limped toward the ruins of the original courtyard.
The self-destruction of the old man and Qingli was something Huang Gong could never have imagined. As a servant, he knew that life was not easy and cultivation was not easy. He never imagined that the old man would even die to stop him. Such an end.
As soon as he appeared, he directly sacrificed 100,000 mortals to extract vitality and soul. He scared off two powerful enemies from the beginning of the competition. He had everything in his calculations, but the final result was that he wanted to The drop of water used to break through the cultivation base has not even been seen, and he has already ended up in ashes.
After a long, long time, Xiao Chen dragged his body full of scars and stood at the place where the two of them were fighting before. Chen in front of the eyes.
"Little White Face, where are you... Tietou?" Looking at the almost transparent Qing Hao, Xiao Chen said with difficulty.
"Stinky boy, how can you come back." Qing Li floated to Xiao Chen's side, a far-fetched smile appeared on her pale face. "The old man is dead, and Duke Huang is also dead. This is his choice."
"Ah—" Xiao Chen said in surprise, he knew that he had been thinking about why the old man wanted him for a moment, but he didn't come up with the answer in the end, and the person who could give him the answer didn't even think about giving him the answer. His answer, maybe there was no answer at all, the old man saved Xiaochen, he didn't want to plot against him, it was just him.
"For all your doubts, I will use the rest of my time to tell you that he is not a slacker. He was originally a knight in the rivers and lakes. The whole village, including his family, the young and the old, all died. He only saw the back of the one who was leaving. He rushed up like crazy. It seemed that the man didn't want to kill him. He left after being seriously injured, and that person was Duke Huang.
After that, he found a practice method and released me. For revenge, he resolutely practiced the art of recruiting ghosts. He is also half-human and half-ghost. A while ago, I joined hands with him to open a fortune telling me that today would be a success, but there are hidden secrets in it, which is why he saved you.
The deceased has passed away, so there is no need to ask other questions. Remember, he has faith. He was tortured by ghost cultivation techniques because he refused to nourish the soul. He has never regretted it. In order to make a promise, he gave up his life that could have lasted longer. In this world, those who have a wife are also immortals in the mouths of mortals, but those who have faith are the real powerhouses in this world! And remember your promise, another day is coming, just cross, don't..."
Before the words were finished, the already transparent azure completely disappeared between heaven and earth.
Xiaochen's tears had stopped, and after seeing the green scorpion disappear, his eyes darkened and he fell to the ground.
On the eastern border of the Sand Elephant Kingdom, a major accident occurred in a major town entering and leaving the desert. More than 100,000 people in the city died overnight, leaving no survivors.
This news is enough to shock the sky. Inside the palace hall of Shaxiangwangcheng, there is a mess, and there are different opinions. Shaxiangwang sits on the throne with his head up, his face sinking like water, and he doesn't say a word.
"The sand elephant guards, all dispatched, check it for me, go!" After a long time, the sand elephant king was tired and issued an order.
The five thousand best sergeants in the Shaxiang Kingdom led Wang Yu to the town of Tucker, but all this had nothing to do with Xiaochen, because at this moment, it had been more than half a year since he left the town of Tucker. moon.
Xiaochen was sitting at a table by the window, looking at the water glass in his hand, his thoughts drifted to half a month ago, when he left the small courtyard and immediately left the city, but his chest was like a tree root. The roots suddenly spread and covered half of his body in a while. Xiao Chen felt that he was getting weaker and weaker. It seemed that he would fall asleep and never wake up again.
Xiaochen had to stop, no matter what the ghosts of these roots were, he stretched out his hand and pulled it. The whiskers seemed to have self-consciousness. As soon as Xiaochen's hand touched it, he immediately wrapped around it. After a few breaths, it was completely Xiaochen was wrapped up, but the stone beads in Xiaochen's pocket were shining, and after a while, all the roots were dead, Xiaochen was fine, Xiaochen didn't know what happened.
Xiaochen woke up after fainting. The surrounding ruins told him that everything had already happened, and there was no way to go back to yesterday no matter how much he remembered.
When the Sand Elephant Kingdom guards arrived at Tucker Town, the town was filled with rotting corpses, the air was filled with a very unpleasant stench, and there were occasional cries, hundreds of thousands of people. Crying, not to mention investigation, ordinary people may lose their minds if they stay in such a place with strong resentment for a little longer.
Who would have thought that after fifty years, it was still the eastern border of the Shaxiang Kingdom, and the small town left behind after the great disaster would not escape the calamity, and it would become a headless unjust case.
Afterwards, Xiaochen was walking on the avenue, and it was not until more than ten days later that he encountered a carriage. He was completely tattered and looked in a state of embarrassment. The carriage saw Xiaochen staggering in the middle of the road and stopped slowly. Come down, the curtain is lowered, and the two young girls come out of the window.
After seeing Xiaochen's appearance, they felt pity and let Xiaochen get on the carriage. Although he just sat outside, for Xiaochen, it was much better than walking on two legs.
Even though Xiaochen doesn't look like a gangster, the two girls dared to help Xiaochen because one of them was named Xiaoyu, who was a first-class expert, even if he was not as good as Jiansan, it was only because he was too young , They came from outside the customs and went to Shaxiang Country to participate in a competition, and brought Xiaochen along by the way.
"We won't be able to reach the Crescent River Mansion before dark. Let's rest here and drive tomorrow." Stopping the carriage, Xiaoyu said.
"Sister Yu, we haven't arrived yet?" The younger girl slept and rubbed her eyes softly, looking very cute.
"Wake up, we'll be there tomorrow." Xiaoyu was also extremely gentle towards that little cutie.
There is a kind of self-consciousness called don't disturb the happiness of others, Xiaochen got off the carriage and was nearby, picked up some branches, built a large bonfire, and sat aside.
He closed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth. Before meeting these two girls, he was like this almost every night. A bonfire, a bright moon, or a few stars, and thousands of insects chirping. , Looking back at this moment, he felt that this kind of night was the most suitable for him.
"What a smirk, sit here alone, not with us." At some point, Xiaoyu sat next to Xiaochen.
"I suddenly feel that life is so wonderful. We had nothing to do before. We walked in the same direction with different goals. We met on the road. After tomorrow, because of different goals, we said goodbye again. What, but we have one or two more people in our memory." Xiaochen's heart was empty, and he himself didn't know why he could suddenly say such a thing.
"Probably it's fate that people often talk about." Xiaoyu looked sideways after hearing Xiao Chen's words. These ordinary words seemed to have a very special flavor, but they didn't know what they were.
"I feel that the fate is determined by the heavens, the division is man-made, the encounter is the fate, you help me is the division, there is a fate, there is someone in the sky." Xiao Chen raised his head, it seemed that the whole starry sky was turning, his mind The wonderful feeling in the middle also disappeared after he finished speaking, and he couldn't grasp it any longer.
The end of the night, the dawn of dawn.
The carriage drove into the Crescent River Mansion. Xiaochen and Xiaoyu separated. After they rested, they continued on their way. He had been staying here for two days.