And opening the Hall of Valor is not easy, it is not as casual as closing the door and opening the door in our house.
Not only does it require the gathering of Emperor Fengdu and the Five Ghost Emperors to open it, but once it is opened it cannot be closed within forty-nine days.
The Hall of Valor is also called the Land of No Return. In principle, only people are allowed to enter but not to leave.
And so far, no "person" has come out of it.
Dear readers and little fairies, you can think about this:
The collective "tomb" of a group of eternal emperors and peerless warriors has not been opened for nearly ten thousand years.
Who can guarantee what the "things" inside have been cultivated into?
Not only the "things" inside, but there are many ghosts and heroes outside, and there are many people who covet their own bodies.
At this point in the story, some people may want to ask: If this is the case, why not just set it on fire?
This is because our country, China, values "the death of a person" and "the peace of mind". As the manager of "death", the underworld cannot take the lead in touching this taboo. ωωw..net
This is why modern people cannot understand why "whipping the corpse" in ancient times was the greatest insult to a person.
Putting aside the many changes caused by opening the Hall of Heroes, the situation on the battlefield at this time has become increasingly fierce.
The gray cloth monk's robe of the Ghost Buddha was damaged in many places, and even the Weeping Buddha had one arm broken.
It looks even weirder and more desolate.
Chen Daji's full-body heavy armor has now turned into loose pieces of iron, hanging loosely on his body.
The arms, thighs, and chest were all scarred, which was shocking to see.
The blood kept flowing downwards as if it was free of money.
Even in his divine state, Chen Daji was already on the verge of collapse.
If his obsession with avenging the giant cocoon hadn't been so strong, he might have been unable to ride a horse long ago.
Panhu is not having a good time on the other side:
There were many gaps in the canine-tooth broadsword, and the face and neck were scarred.
Big chunks of meat were missing in many places.
Judging from the ghost Buddha's constant chewing movements, the meat should be in his mouth...
Feeling the burning pain on his face and the severe numbness in his waist (kicked by Black Flame Horse), Panhu's face became even more ferocious.
"Hahaha, today has been so tragic. If one of the three of us doesn't stay forever, wouldn't we be sorry for this unprecedented war?!"
After speaking, he straightened his body and raised his canine sword high.
The power of thunder surrounding the body instantly gathered on the blade, forming a continuously flowing blue electric light.
Although Gui Buddha was crazy, he also realized that he could not take the sword no matter what.
Jie Jie's strange laughter turned into a gray shadow and rushed... towards Chen Daji.
Before the other party could react, he kicked him and his horse away with a heavy kick, and fell to the side of Taiyin Youying.
"Youying, take them away!"
"Tell brother, Wu Mian... Wu Xin misses him!"
Yan Bi didn't care about the severed canine-tooth sword at all, and fiercely stabbed Panhu's heart with the poisonous dagger.
"Jiejie, Jiejie, let's perish together with me!"
At this time, Panhu, after the bloody battle just now, had completely aroused the ferocity in his bones. When he saw this, not only did he not dodge, but he slashed even more fiercely with the big sword.
"It must be you who dies!"
At this moment, thunder surrounded and demonic energy surged into the sky, followed by two muffled groans at the same time.
When the thunder gradually died down and the demonic energy dissipated, everyone saw a scene that they would never forget in their lives:
Panhu's canine-tooth broadsword was slashing at Ghost Buddha's left shoulder, cutting through the flesh and getting stuck between the bones.
However, Gui Buddha tilted his head and held down the broadsword tightly, preventing Panhu from withdrawing it.
The dagger in his right hand penetrated deeply into Panhu's chest.
The ghost Buddha still smiled ferociously...even though the blood from his laughter kept dripping from the corners of his mouth.
The two of them stayed together in this posture.
After a while, the ghost and Buddha laughed even more crazily.
"Jiejie, Jiejie, I will give you an arm in exchange for your life, how about that?!"
After saying that, Gui Buddha quickly retreated. In the process, the canine-tooth sword was like a saw, completely sawing off only half of his left shoulder.
Ghost Buddha didn't care, he just covered his broken arm with one hand and stared at Panhu with eyes full of ghost fire.
After a brief moment of astonishment, Panhu slowly pulled the dagger out of his heart under the eyes of everyone in disbelief.
He also blocked the blood spurting with his hands.
"Hehehe, Guifu, you are wrong!"
"Your arm only caused me a slight injury to my ancestor!"
"The ancient ancestors called me the King of Nine Lives, do you know why?! That's because there are nine hearts of different species in my body!"
Hearing such magical things, even though Chen Daji was in a mysterious state, he couldn't help but subconsciously complain.
"Damn it, you have a heart for all kinds of things?!"
"Isn't this a hodgepodge...Does the dog smash it..."