Chapter 308 Combination, vaporizing the corpse-suppressing spell
At this time, when the weirdo said this, there was a clicking sound on the non-human half of the face, and tiny cracks actually appeared.
Seeing this, Ye Xiaotao was frightened and hurriedly muttered: "Stop talking about it now, your face..."
The weirdo smiled bitterly, looked at the stone debris falling from his face, and said lightly: "Isn't this weird?
We are not human, we are born to suffer.
Everyone has his own destiny, and I am no exception."
The liar on the side frowned and asked: "I don't quite understand. What does what you are talking about have to do with possessed people?"
"You have to eat the food one bite at a time, and you have to listen to the stories from shallow to deep. Don't be anxious.
In fact, I have been here for a long time, but no one has paid attention to me. I finally waited for you.
I tell you how to deal with possessed people so that someone can find you and come to me under your guidance. I hope these stories can be passed on.
The destiny guides me to be here like a useless person.
But it was also guided by destiny, and someone actually came to look for me, and it was Tang Sanmu's people. It seems that God has treated me well after all, and let me have a day when all the hardships are over."
"Sir, don't be pretentious and tell me quickly," Ye Xiaotao said.
At this time, three people were in a row, namely Tang Sanmu, two warlocks, and Ye Xiaotao.
Netizens looked solemnly, listening to the weirdo's words, they also really hope to find the secret of the possessed person as soon as possible, so that the possessed person can be completely killed.
Instead of being endless like now.
And here, the corpse-suppressing talismans in the hands of the two warlocks caused the aura on the young people to surge, and the violent aura emitted directly pushed their bodies out.
Tang Sanmu even felt that the aura of the person in front of him was enough to destroy the house.
Although the two warlocks were pushed out, they fortunately did not suffer too much trauma. They took a few deep breaths and sweat slowly flowed.
This was due to a sense of oppression. The existence in front of them gave them too much oppression, almost like a mountain hanging above their heads.
"What's wrong, weren't you very strong just now? Weren't you always attacking me with talismans?
Why has it stopped now?!" The possessed person actually spoke.
From the beginning to now, this type of possessed person has almost never spoken, and of course there is no need to speak.
But now, I am suddenly able to speak. I don't know if it is because I have become stronger, or because I simply want to speak.
Golden Requiem: Damn it, this thing actually talks. Why does it always feel a bit scary when the possessed person talks?
I am Little Pineapple: No matter how you say it, it is definitely not a good thing. Alas, I don’t know if Master Ye can really find out the truth.
Gotham Duel King: I believe that with the masters here, everything will develop in a good direction and everything will become clearer and clearer!
Everyone cheered me up with every word I said.
At this time, the two warlocks were passively dodging under the attack of the possessed person, but now they looked very embarrassed.
The speed and power of this thing are beyond the scope of everyone's understanding. Even if it can dodge, it is quite reluctant and difficult to parry.
"What? Do you regret it?" the possessed person asked with a sneer. The dark face was flashing with strange lines, as if there was blood flowing on the outer layer.
Tang Sanmu said calmly at this time: "It turns out it's a key, it turns out this is Wujie's big killing move.
It depends not only on quantity, but also on the combat intensity of the individual units.
It's not that these spirit bodies are not strong, but their breath has always been hidden, and they become stronger every time they enter the human body.
Every time a warlock pulls the spirit out of the possessed person and destroys it, he is actually pushing the trend according to the idea of unboundedness and making the spirit body stronger.
So, is there a limit to this kind of power? Will one day, this spirit body that only clings to the human body and shrinks back, will be beyond control?"
After finishing speaking, Tang San pinched his sword finger with his wooden hand and asked in a deep voice: "Two weapon friends, are you ready?"
The two of them seemed to have known what Tang Sanmu was going to do for a long time. After looking at each other, they all nodded.
Immediately afterwards, the aura on their bodies began to flow slowly under Tang Sanmu's control.
In Tang Sanmu's palm, two small paper figures appeared at some point, with complex patterns painted on the paper figures.
It's hard to tell what kind of paint these lines were drawn with, they're just like directly printed on them, and it's hard to think of any way to wipe them off.
After careful identification, the complex patterns painted on it turned out to be the order of movement of aura. Tang Sanmu had fixed the route for the auras of the two people, and now they only needed to follow this route.
Naturally, he already knew their names and dates of birth. Tang Sanmu narrowed his eyes slightly, flipped his palms around the paper figures twice, and took a deep breath.
"A blue cloud rises in the wind, and the energy of thousands of miles follows my will.
Today, I raise the mantra like your Majesty, and thousands of Dharma bodies come to gather together!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the paper figure in his hand did not stand up as usual, but instead pressed hard into Tang Sanmu's palm.
Then the aura on the two warlocks circulated in a form visible to the naked eye, and streaks of white aura appeared on their bodies.
"The possessed person actually has a lock in his body, and the Corpse Suppressing Talisman is the key to unlock this lock.
But it is not so much a key as it is a hammer that can break the breath into pieces and release all the turbidity and darkness inside.
But what if the hammer is powerful enough? Can it crush everything? Inside or outside?"
When Tang Sanmu spoke, the aura on his body was still rolling, and there was a sound of thunder around the warlock.
It's all the sound made when the white gas rolls.
After seeing this scene, the young man's scarlet eyes trembled violently.
You could barely see his pupils, but you could feel that the aura on his body instantly became sharp and sinister.
After roaring, the possessed man quickly rushed forward and grabbed the two warlocks above their heads.
The aura on his body was powerful, but the two warlocks themselves were powerful enough, and now they had Tang Sanmu's pull.
Although their bodies did not move, no one noticed that a talisman slowly appeared on the ground in front of them.
Use gas to transform shapes into talismans! This is the supreme method in metaphysics!
The talisman appeared inexplicably from the void, seeming to predict the young man's actions.
Next, the young man stepped directly on the talisman!
The young man originally wanted to launch a very fierce attack, but the two warlocks remained motionless.
All the players in the live broadcast room were extremely nervous and stared at the screen for fear of something going wrong.
But after seeing the talisman on the ground, everyone began to laugh at their own worries. How could there be trouble in what Master Tang was handling?
The moment the young man stepped on the talisman, he was thrown away. There was a loud roar and even more black energy filled his body.
He fell heavily to the ground, making a small crater in the ground, and gritted his teeth: "Tang Sanmu! Tang Sanmu! Why are you always in such trouble, why do you always have to stop us!"
While roaring, the young man rushed forward again, but now, the energy traveled in all directions and traveled ten places along the way.
I don't know when, there are talismans in all directions, densely packed and dazzling.
These talismans are so intricate that even ordinary people would feel dizzy when they see them.
And if anyone knowledgeable sees it, they will be even more surprised.
"Corpse Suppressing Talismans, all kinds of Corpse Suppressing Talismans! And they are all connected together!"
"It seems that each talisman is used to build a perfect formation. This is too terrifying!"
"One corpse-suppressing talisman can increase the magic of this thing to that level. If many corpse-suppressing talismans form a formation, it can really kill this thing, instead of making it even more powerful.
What?"
"I'll go, I'm a little panicked when you say that! But Master Tang has said before that everything in the world has its limits. I believe these corpse-suppressing talismans can break his limits!"
The weapon friends were a little overwhelmed at this time, their brains were spinning so fast that they were almost reaching the same mental level as Tang Sanmu.
Because they were not only staring at the scene of Tang Sanmu and the two warlocks, but they were also listening to the weirdo's story: "
Everyone rushed to Grandpa's room together. Through the window on the side of the room, they could see everything happening at the entrance of the village.
There were several people following Grandpa, and barriers were set up around the willow trees and statues. They seemed to be doing something mysterious.
The stone carvings are hundreds of years old and no one knows, and they are covered in mottled vicissitudes, moss and mud.
At the Chaoshan God Village, he was kneeling down, holding a cylindrical object in his mouth, showing pain on his face, as if he was repenting.
When the wind blows, the strong wind blows the wicker branches and beats them wildly on the stone sculptures.
When it rains, rainwater always collects in the eye sockets of the stone sculptures, as if they are crying in sadness.
The cylinder in the mouth of the stone sculpture is unknown. It is sometimes loose and sometimes tight, but no one has ever been able to remove it.
The most peculiar thing is that the surrounding grass always spreads to the stone sculptures, like countless ropes, tightly tying the stone sculptures, making it difficult to distinguish them from each other.
Grandpa's comment on this is - the lonely soul of the wooden lock is day after day, and the sun pressure is sad year after year.
At this time, several people were milling around near the willow trees and stone sculptures, and I realized that the little boy the village chief and others talked about turned out to be these two stones.
"Are the village chief and others confused? How can two stone lumps use the word "noisy"?
I didn't respond even though I was there, maybe because one of the stone men looked exactly like me, and I felt indescribably awkward.
I don't know what happened behind the barrier this night, but the village was not silent either. All the dogs in the village were barking, all the cats in the village were making noises, and all the chickens in the village were crowing.
There was lightning and thunder and heavy rain.
Willow trees whip in the wind, and the sky dotted with lightning sometimes looks like daytime.
The cock crows and the dog bites, the world is turned upside down, and it is difficult to distinguish between day and night.
After we watched Dahuzi for a while, I didn’t know what the evil was, but I muttered out of nowhere: “I can’t see anything, it’s boring.”
Why not take a look next door and see if there are any new tricks?"
It seems that I feel something in my heart, and I feel that if I watch it now, I will definitely see a wonderful scene.
It was just as I expected. Behind the hole, it was extremely exciting. The woman's slender legs stuck out of the gauze curtain and swayed from side to side. The man on top of her body made strange screams, with pain in his voice.
I couldn't hear any sound before, but now along with the crowing of chickens and the barking of dogs, lightning and strong winds, I can vaguely hear the movement next door. I was surprised.
Dahuzi couldn't hold himself back, pushed me away, and stared at me impatiently.
"Good guy, this is going to squeeze people dry. It's a pity that I can't see who this man is?"
In the blink of an eye, a month passed, and every day was very boring. Except for the mountain roads running to and from school, there were boring rural classrooms.
There is no school in Shanshen Village. You have to get up before dawn every day and walk a long way to go to school in the next village. The biggest relief from the boring life is the world behind the small cave.
And this month, the village chief would always come to grandpa in the middle of the night, telling him that the child was causing trouble and asked him to check on it. Grandpa gradually became numb, and walked out from dissatisfaction to indifference.
Every time I go out, there will be thunder and lightning, making the surroundings uneasy.
Sometimes, after staying out all night, we would just see grandpa coming back when we were walking to school.
He would ask me suspiciously: "Have you encountered anything strange lately?"
Naturally, we can't talk about strange things. After all, everyone has agreed that this is a little secret that should be kept deep in our hearts.
That night while we were queuing up to watch, there was a sudden loud noise. It was grandpa who came back. He seemed to have heard the movement in our room and kicked the door open.
He stared at us angrily, his body already soaked by the heavy rain: "You little bastards, what are you doing? Are you seeking death?"
With quick hands and eyes, Dahuzi quickly moved the broken wooden box and blocked the small hole again.
But grandpa had already heard everything from outside. Without saying a word, he moved the box away and looked through the small hole.
I will never forget my grandfather’s expression after he took this look. He was pale and trembling, and then he stared at the crotches of several children.
What we saw was spring scenery, but there was fear in Grandpa’s eyes, as if it was not the same scene as what we saw.
"What are you looking at?" Grandpa asked in a deep voice.
The colorful tongue is famous for his quick tongue. He is the youngest and knows nothing, so he rushes to answer: "I am watching the girl next door fighting with someone!"
Snapped!
As soon as he finished speaking, Grandpa raised his hand and slapped Hua Tongue away. This slap was so solid that it caused Hua Tongue's nose to bleed.
Hua Tongue fell to the ground, crying and almost dying. Da Huzi rushed up to help him up. Looking at his red and swollen face, Da Huzi said anxiously: "Grandpa, didn't you just look at the next door?
What? You don’t want to kill someone?"
Grandpa ignored it, but turned back to the room, took out a wooden ruler, and used it to measure something on the wall.
After measuring, a dozen points were fixed, and then connected with red paint, it turned out to be the shape of a child.
And the hole we have been looking at happens to be at the child's left eye."