Every word and sentence of Jinglan tells how pitiful and innocent the monsters are.
But is there one of the monsters just innocent? What did they do when they came to this world, Jinglan didn't mention it. What did they do before they were caught and sent to the magic killing array?
Jinglan spoke completely from the standpoint of a monster.
Of course, Qiuqiu will not be sowed or influenced by her words.
Of course, Qiuqiu's reply to Jinglan was not these words. She just smiled and asked casually: "Is that right? These words from senior sister really made me realize."
At this point, we can only endure the same, no matter the cause, the result will be the same.
Qiuqiu even thought it was a bit ridiculous at this time.
What are the right and wrong of grudges, what are the battle between good and evil? If this is written into the story, it will be very vulgar, just like an inexplicable old-school fantasy novel.
Why do the world have to have such disputes and killings?
Her flashing god was just a slight moment.
However, Jinglan, who was standing above the sword formation, was almost shocked to find that Qiuqiu's figure gradually faded and could not even see the shadow.
Not only can't see it, but you can't even feel it.
It's like this person does not exist at all.
But she is obviously here!
Jinglan's expression was stiff, and her eyes were unnaturally turning left and right, trying to find clues hidden around her.
The situation between the two suddenly reversed, and one was still in the light and the other was in the dark.
Although Jinglan was unwilling to admit it, she felt fear in her heart at this moment.
Just like she had been afraid before. She was always worried that others knew her secret. She tried her best to perfect her role, and then planned a conspiracy in secret.
Her emotions were very complicated at that time.
When she stood on the Zhixing Platform, she looked at the faces beside her and felt that she was one of them, an ordinary disciple, and was no different from others. But sometimes she looked at them with a bright look.
When she thought she was superior and even talked about monsters in a disdainful tone, her heart was filled with darkness and hatred. She felt that they were all stupid and ignorant. She thought that one day they were trampled under her feet.
In pain, she beg her to spare her life—
But in the end, the only three hundred people who were holding tightly in her hands were all buried with the collapse of Xiuyuan Mountain. She had prepared so long for the Lishui Sword Sect
More than a thousand disciples, but someone made people get into it, destroying all her forbearing plans over the years.
When Jinglan thought of this, she hated her to vomit blood.
Why do things that have been planned have so many variables? Jinglan never cared about this little girl who was brought back to the sect by Yushui Zhenren before, but she did not expect that she would become such a big one.
trouble.,
The light of the formation is indifferent and harmonious, and it is integrated. This color that represents the germination of life does not seem to be threatening, but it makes the black clouds shrouded outside the tower unable to get close to it at all.
The situation was deadlocked.
However, this stalemate cannot last for a long time. One hour, two hours - the sky will be bright. When the sun rises, the sky is bright, the yang energy is strong and the yin energy is weak, their current good situation will disappear.
After planning for so long, I finally failed?
Missed this time, who knows if there is still such an opportunity next time? Who knows how long it will take to wait for a comeback again?
No, this can't be done.
Jinglan looked at the Tower of Seal.
It must be destroyed. Destroy them.
Do everything possible.
She touched the blood-red stone on her chest and used force to crush the hard and clear stone.
A little red mist emerged from the cracks in his stone and spread in an instant in the air.
The night wind whistled into the distance.
Jinglan's finger was pierced by gravels, and the blood beads oozed out, and she didn't care at all.
The howling wind took away something, but it also brought something.
Jinglan heard the strange whimpering sound coming from the wind.
That sound is creepy.
Qiuqiu stood beside Shi'er, looking at the huge darkness outside the wall of the sealed land.
Shi'er whispered: "Here you come."
He didn't say what was coming.
Qiuqiu also felt something approaching.
Evil, corrupt, extremely uncomfortable existence, huge and silent, approaching step by step.
"It's the bone demon."
After the death of man and monsters, the corpses left behind were summoned to become an evil and huge army.
They have no fear, great strength, and are filled with filth and plague.
They are powerful, and the older they die, the more lethal they are.
But these bone demons have one disadvantage.
Nothing in the world, or anyone, can continue to be powerful endlessly, and there will inevitably be a constraint.
The disadvantage of bone demons is that they can only exist for one night. At dawn and sunrise, they will become dry bones again, or even turn into rotten soil and ashes, without even a trace, and completely from this.
The world disappears.
"Where did the bone demon come from?"
"It was left behind when fighting here hundreds of years ago."
Qiuqiu suddenly realized.
It turned out that it was left behind at that time. After hundreds of years, these bone demons must be unprecedentedly powerful.
It seems that Jinglan is taking a gamble. This power is definitely very powerful, but it is a non-renewable force. If it has been used this time, if it does not work before dawn, then there will be no next chance.
It can be seen that she is bound to win the sealed terrain.
The monster who wanted to rush out of the ground just now was severely injured by Shi'er, but was not completely killed. If something really happened to the seal tower now, the monster would definitely take the opportunity to bulge the ground again.
The huge spiritual energy and these monsters are guarding here. At that time, the monster underground can instantly absorb spiritual energy and expand and grow, and these monsters can also draw strength from it.
To give a simple example, these monsters now have insufficient electricity and their attack power can only be exerted by one to two percent. The monster underground is the source of their power. Once it breaks through the seal, the strength of these monsters may be able to instantly turn a few.
times, even higher.
Shi'er asked her: "Are you scared?"
Qiuqiu turned to look at him and said frankly: "I'm afraid."
Those bone demons approached from the darkness and were getting closer. The huge team of corpses made a sound of tarts as they marched, just like the door that had not been opened for many years suddenly opened.
The harsh friction sound from the rusted door shaft is as sharp as it is about to cut through a person's eardrum.
Qiuqiu remembered the people she saw on the mountain peaks outside when she came during the day, the disciples of Luoquan Mountain, and the people from the Wulou Sect. If they did not withdraw in time, they would definitely not be able to escape when they encountered the army of the bone demons.
Maybe they have escaped.
It is also possible that they have been killed and become a new member of the Bone Demon Army.
Qiuqiu sincerely hopes that they have already left when the situation is not good. The people who stayed there are formations to protect them in the tower. They are alone outside and have little chance of survival.
The wall of the sealed land was easily broken, and the bone demons of different heights who were walking in the front climbed over the collapsed wall and slowly approached the sealed tower.
“What do they want to do?”
Can they break through the formation?
The bone demons mingled into the Long River Formation. Surrounded by these white bone demons, the Long River Formation looked like silver waves flashing in the sea of white bones.
The bone demons began to approach the periphery of the formation.
Their bodies were covered with black rotten air. When they touched the green light of the formation shield, a strong and pungent smoke rose up, and the black was constantly dissipated. At the same time, the green light of the formation also looked like
It was evaporated and kept thinning.
It turns out that Jinglan made this idea!
She wanted to use these bone demons as cannon fodder to fill in the heavy formation set up by Shier.
In terms of the number of bone demons, this is not impossible.
If this continues, maybe dawn - no, it may not take that long, maybe an hour, or a little more time, they will gnaw a big hole in this formation.
Shi'er quietly looked at the bone demon coming from the ground like a tide. Looking into the distance, the mountains and fields kept coming out of the soil, dragging his broken body in this direction.
Shi'er stretched out his hand and his palm was facing upward, as if he was holding something.
Then a faint silver light gathered in his palm, and the silver beams stretched into parallel crystalline silk threads, and the two ends of the thread bent, and then Qiuqiu saw the flat and thin body of the piano.
Ah, this is a piano, and those silver crystal silk threads are actually the strings on the piano.
Qiuqiu remembered the first peak master of Jiufeng. It is said that his weapon was a piano, and this man's attainment in formation can be said to be unprecedented.
Is the piano in Shi'er the same as the piano used by the legendary peak master? If not, there must be some inevitable connection between the two pianos, right?
Shi'er held Qin diagonally and sat down cross-legged.
Qiuqiu walked to him and sat next to him.
The body of the piano looks like a piece of jade, simple and unpretentious, and it looks like an ordinary Yaoqin, with seven strings. But I don’t know what material the strings are made of, and they are crystal clear and beautiful. It seems to be neither gold nor wood, and it is light.
The light flows on the strings, just like the flowing light of water.
Shi'er's finger hooked the first string and gently picked it up.
On the quiet top of the tower, the strings of the piano were slight "clang".
A large aperture shot out from the string, making the eyes almost unable to distinguish.
The aperture hit the protective array, and the green light suddenly shone brightly. The monsters that were approaching were shattered and turned into residues that could no longer be used.
Very awesome...
This piano is a magic weapon that can control the operation of formations!
Qiuqiu can conclude that this should be the magic weapon that the first Jiufeng Peak Master used. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my biggest one.
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ps: I have a little card today. I rewritten it once. I feel that it is not what I want to express. Sweat... I am too tired recently.