Yama Rising Chapter 1157: : Twelve hours (Tuesday)

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Swipe... Qin Ye opened his eyes in the darkness, pushed aside the coffin board above, and sat up.

This is a black van, a hearse to be precise. There were white prayer flags and wreaths all around. There was a black coffin in the center, and Qin Ye was sitting in the coffin.

For this sudden corpse, the surrounding "filial sons and filial daughters" did not have the slightest fear, and even a filial son hiccuped because he stopped fake crying too quickly. Rubbing his eyes and said: "Mr. Qin?"

This car is driving on the way to Yuncheng in Zhaozhou County.

This is Qin Ye’s method. He uses Desire Ancestral Talisman to suppress his desires, and then uses a hearse to head to Yuncheng. All the people driving are from the Central Special Investigation Office. He has carefully read it with Desire Ancestral Talisman, and he has not been affected. Heart demon boarding.

Qin Ye did not answer their question, but frowned slightly and continued to look towards the sky.

What a powerful force...

This is the power of true energy...The leader is a high-level judge, and the others are ten impermanent, humans... But... the opponent holds something that can threaten Yama!

Boom——! At this moment, a shadow suddenly struck across the sky. Because the speed was too fast, the grass and trees on the ground were surging forward, a wave of wind and waves came from mid-air, and even the white clouds in the sky were dragged by this figure.

Qin Ye's pupils shrank slightly, and his brows frowned.

That is a Taoist priest.

Three strands of long beard, fairy style bones. Holding a whisk in his hand, wearing a navy blue robe, painted two rituals of Tai Chi. Lined with white thin silk robe, the robe is fluttering like an immortal. This attire...the identity is absolutely extraordinary.

And he felt that the thing that could threaten Yan Luo was on the other side.

Just as the middle-aged Taoist priest flew past, ten shadows followed closely, like fighters lined up. The clouds receded like the surrounding ocean tide.

The killing intent is unconcealed, like Moses's water stick, pointing straight to the city!

Damn it! He cursed secretly in his heart and withdrew his gaze. Lie back in the coffin again.

He didn't know how Yang Jian was acting, and he didn't have the time to investigate. He could only do his best. Trust each other completely.

At this time of needle-point and knife-edge, the most annoying of any decision-maker must be the change that cannot be grasped.

For example now.

"Sir, I checked it out." At this moment, the voice in his earphone suddenly rang, and an investigator whispered: "Half an hour ago, the contemporary Zhang Tianshi of Longhushan took away the seal of the Ancestral Temple Tianshi and brought it The ten elders of Quanzhen went to Yuncheng."

"Reason?"

There was a pause in the headset: "I don't know..."

Hey! Before the words came to an end, a sudden slam brake, with a sound of exclamation and gasping. Two seconds later, there was another voice in the headset: "Mr... the road is closed."

Road closure?

Qin Ye narrowed his eyes severely. Just when he was about to open the coffin board to take a look, he suddenly fell silent.

Like a real corpse, he lies quietly in the coffin. Gently closed his eyes.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to lose its voice.

The investigator who was talking to him stopped speaking. There was no sound of wind, cars, or even a hint of noise outside. A silence that was more terrifying than dead silence suddenly came in the carriage.

Da... A soft voice sounded, and it didn't make people feel like a beacon in the night, and made people hopeful. On the contrary, it feels... as if walking in a dark alley in the middle of the night, there is no one around, only one's own shadow under the shining of the street lamp, behind... but suddenly there is a voice!

Qinglin walks on the sand, lonely ghost talks to each other.

Qin Ye knew that the investigator and him were the only ones in this car. If someone opens the car door without authorization, investigators will use various methods to warn them.

But, not now.

Even... I can’t hear the investigator’s breathing or speaking, as if it was just a moment, all the tone

The investigator had his tongue cut off at the same time!

A cold gloom permeated the entire carriage, followed by a series of heavy gasps, and the sound of "dongdong" when the crutches were on the ground. There is also the sound of being dragged in the carriage because of being too old.

And... the pungent corpse smell!

A dead person got into this car.

Furthermore... the realm is at the level of the prefect, so that all investigators are not aware of it.

He couldn't see his own problem... Qin Ye, who closed his eyes, had already turned his mind quickly. The first thing that comes to my mind is to confirm my guess.

Sure enough... As the yin and yang gap closed, the inner demon became more and more vigilant. Is he waiting? Wait to see if Yin Yu appears? To prove whether you are anchored? The Yin Yu sacrificed continuously before still made the other party more vigilant...

Perhaps to others, this confirmation is irrelevant. But the demons can't. 50% of its strength lies in its uncertainty.

Once there is the possibility of being anchored, coupled with the blockade of Diting, it is not an invulnerable existence!

It's just...in the darkness, the corners of Qin Ye's mouth curled up slightly.

It's just...you may never think of it, it's not the underworld that anchors you...

It's stuck! At this moment, there was a harsh sound on the coffin board. Yin Qi, accompanied by the smell of the body, poured in at the same time. You can feel the light in front of you with your eyes closed. The violent peculiar smell made Qin Ye almost vomit out.

The opponent opened the coffin board.

"Tsk...so young, it's a pity that the soul has disappeared, it's a pity...it's a pity..." A murmured voice came from the top of his head, and a pair of cold hands gently touched Qin Ye's face. He could even feel the sharp nails passing through his cheek.

Sand... the nails kept falling to the chest. When he reached the heart position, he pierced suddenly!

Nothing happens.

Zi... there was a sound of sucking/sucking, which was the blood remaining on the opponent's licking/licking finger. A few seconds later, there was a sigh: "It's really a dead man... It's so lacking in fun..."

Boom, boom... the crutch gradually disappeared from the car door. The world seemed to have regained consciousness again, the sound of discussion, car whistle, engine sound, and sound came into my ears. In the coffin, Qin Ye opened his eyes suddenly.

At the level above Yan Luo, unless his soul is annihilated, physical death cannot be counted as "death."

One minute, three minutes, ten minutes...He calculated silently in his heart, and ten minutes later, he gently pushed aside the coffin board and sat up.

Still stuck there, surrounded by vehicles, shouting and cursing endlessly, and the investigators in the vehicle are watching vigilantly every move around. I don't know... Ten minutes ago, the **** of death passed them by.

Qin Ye didn't remind them of their thoughts, because of the huge gap in realm, it was useless to remind them.

What makes him care, is...who was it just now?

It's not the Seventy-Three of the Zodiac, the yin Qi has been remembered by him for a long time. The man just now...he has never seen it!

Moreover, the other party's Yin Qi is very strange, as if buried in the ground for thousands of years, full of stale atmosphere. As if... as if the mummy had touched his face just now.

He was a little grateful in his heart, the demons were cautious enough, and now the side of the yin-yang rift must be heavily guarded. Fortunately, he chose to walk in the sun.

Unexpectedly, the other party also laid a backhand in the sun. It's a pity... the other party would never expect that Hades will come in person! Not Yin Yu!

"The road is closed..." He looked forward and grinned his teeth secretly.

The hidden stakes in the government have also been shot...

In front of them, a riot pile has been erected. But...behind the riot pile...no one!

The people in police uniforms and work clothes are just a bunch of living corpses!

Damn... Qin Ye cursed secretly, looked at his watch, and lay back in the coffin again.

Eleven hours left!

The defense is so tight, either something big is about to happen, or the inner demon is ready to retreat!

Unable to enter Yuncheng for eleven hours, the yin and yang cracks are closed, and everything will probably be buried in the cracks of history. What are they doing? Why does digital Yama suddenly appear? Where did these unfamiliar high-level disparity come from? Everything is back to the state of finding a needle in a haystack again!

He doesn't allow it.

Tens of thousands of souls are not allowed in Requiem City!

……………………………………

Swipe Lala! Zhen Qi broke through the sky, and the power was like a dragon. The eyes of the Taoist priest at the front were red, and his robe danced like a dragon. His eyes fixed on a certain place in Yuncheng.

A few hours ago, the soul of the Ancestral Temple was faltering, and the soul lamp belonging to his personal disciple Yunkong...extinguished.

If it's just a direct disciple, that's all. But... Zhengyi is a marrying sect in Taoism, Yunkong... is his biological son!

Although Longhushan does not have the highest combat power, the three treasures of the book and sword printed by Zhang Tianshi are in the Taoist ancestor Heming Mountain, but the seal is on Longhu Mountain, the most famous mountain. Without any hesitation, he immediately opened the ancestral shrine in rage, took out the seal of the heavenly master, invited the ten elders of the school, and rushed to Yuncheng immediately!

"Whoever it is..." His teeth were almost crushed, and he murmured from between his teeth: "I want you to pay the price!!"

Under the seal of the heavenly master, even if you are a man, you must be afraid of seven points!

At this moment, his gaze condensed suddenly, and his figure fell rapidly. In midair, if Ye He Xiangyun, ten figures fell at the same time. Step firmly on the ground.

"It's you..." The middle-aged Taoist priest's lips were trembling, and the whisk lifted up and pointed forward: "It's you!!!"

This is the outskirts of Yuncheng. Extremely remote place.

There are almost no trees around, an open area, and no farmland or residents. And just on this empty stone ground, standing with his hand held a long-haired shawl, pale-faced man.

The other party carries the spirit of his son!

The man smiled slightly: "Longhushan teaches Master Jingming. It has been a long time."

Swipe! The answer to him was that the dust in Master Jingming's hand soared, like a nine-day silver waterfall, directly straddling tens of meters and tangling towards the other party!

The hate of killing a child is not shared!

Wow! However, when these floating dust hit the opponent, they spread out like water. In the sky of silver wire splashing. With a stern shout, the body of Master Jing Ming rose into the air, like a goshawk against a rabbit, the whisk lightly flicked, thousands of silver threads floated away, and a long sword of autumn water appeared in his hand.

A sword came to the west, and if the white rainbow pierced the sun, the black magpie flew south, and even the ground was drawn by this unhesitating sword energy, drawing a ravine several meters deep.

Tai Chi Two-Yi Swordsmanship: One Yuan and Return!

"Fate!!!!"

The air seemed to freeze, like a real murderous intent, so that the long-haired man's black hair fluttered, and even the human skin began to fluctuate like ripples. However, in this sea of ​​swords filled with resentment, the long-haired man smiled.

"Longhushan is hundreds of miles away from here, and it is not easy for you to come here thousands of miles."

His body slowly floated in the air, and the dark Yin Qi gushed out from the Seven Orifices. This Yin Qi was so violent that it even formed a dark vortex with a radius of thousands of meters on the ground.

Just one second!

"Then... I will send you father and son Jiuquan to see each other, how about?"

Boom——! ! The Yin Qi burst completely, and even the sky was dyed black. In the invisible blackness, a figure more than ten meters tall twisted and stood up suddenly.

"Four consecutive fierce stars-hate and jealousy, please advise."

Swipe Lala! Master Jingming's body stopped abruptly in mid-air, looking at the dark clouds ahead and the terrifying figure in it in disbelief. A few seconds later, his body trembled, and his voice dried up and said: "This...how is it possible..."

"This is...Yan Luo Ligui?!"