Facing the attack of the Qinggang Sword, No. 14 slapped the blade of the Qinggang Sword with his hand. The long sword flew out with a clang, and was about to fall into the Wangchuan River. Qingyi quickly changed his fingerprints and shouted
The long sword with the word "royal" spun around and flew back in a spin.
Before Qing Yi could catch the green steel sword, Taoist Master Ziyun and Zhao Wuji took action at the same time. The two people who I thought were extremely difficult to deal with suddenly suddenly became incomparable. One on the left and one on the right appeared like two bolts of lightning.
Next to No. 14's body.
Just as No. 14 was about to dodge, a snake shadow suddenly shot out of Zhao Wuji's body, and its big tail swung around No. 14, causing his body to stagnate slightly.
When masters compete, life or death can be determined in an instant.
The ink-like black knife, together with the Ziyun sword, pierced No. 14's abdomen in a criss-cross pattern like lightning.
The swords pierced into the heart and lungs respectively, and then came out from the shoulder blades on the back.
No. 14's body shook, and his face showed an expression of extreme pain, but he didn't struggle at all. He just slowly raised his head and set his eyes on me.
I don’t know why, but at this moment, No. 14’s eyes became a little strange, as if there was some inexplicable familiarity.
Then he made an action that no one expected, he raised the black scroll in his hand high and threw it towards me.
I was stunned for a moment and subconsciously reached out to pick it up?
But Zhao Wuji's voice suddenly came to his ears, "Don't touch it!"
But it was still too late, because my hand had already firmly grasped the black scroll.
Zhao Wuji's words made my heart skip a beat, knowing that there must be something fishy about this scroll.
"Hehe...hehe...Zhang Jiuyang, you can't hide!"
No. 14 grinned and let out a series of laughter, full of eerie and eerie laughter.
"How dare you be so arrogant!"
Taoist Priest Ziyun snorted angrily, and with two popping sounds, Zhao Wuji and Taoist Priest Ziyun pulled the weapons out of his body. In an instant, blood surged, staining the Naihe Bridge under his feet, and the blood also followed.
It sprayed into the Wangchuan River below.
For a moment, the peaceful Wangchuan River began to roll again.
The wounds on No. 14 were extremely terrifying, and the gang energy from the two people had completely shattered his internal organs. At this time, it was enough to cause death.
The body staggered, but No. 14 was still smiling, and then he fell heavily to the ground, but his eyes were still staring at me, which made people shudder.
I knew that the Daitengu was a member, but I was still a little worried. I rushed up and checked his body. After confirming that there was no life left, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Did he really die like that?
I suddenly had an unreal feeling. I always felt that dying on the 14th was a bit too easy.
According to my understanding of No. 14, even if three people attack at the same time, it is impossible for someone like Qing Yi to kill him with a knife.
Just as he was thinking about it, Zhao Wuji next to him suddenly sighed heavily.
"Hey! You little brat, why do you want to touch this thing!"
As he spoke, he stamped his feet fiercely with an annoyed look on his face, but his eyes were fixed on the black scroll in my hand, with an extremely worried expression on his face.
Taoist Priest Ziyun and Qing Yi have the same expressions and they don’t look good?
"What's wrong?"
Qing Yi sighed softly and said, "See for yourself!"
I quickly lowered my head and looked at the black scroll in my hand with some curiosity, only to find that the opened scroll was filled with densely packed names. I roughly estimated that there were hundreds at least.
But none of the names of so many people could be seen clearly, because these names were heavily covered with brushes, and only a few strokes were exposed, making it impossible to distinguish them.
I am sure that I have never seen anything like this, but at this moment, the bad feeling in my heart became more intense, and I suddenly remembered something that my grandfather told me before.
Subconsciously, I quickly turned the scroll over, only to find three large bloody characters written on the back of the scroll, [Book of Life and Death].
My brain was buzzed by my words, and my eyes instantly changed into a dull one. I stared at the three big characters in front of me, and my brows wrinkled involuntarily.
It seemed that I was in big trouble. Zhang Tianqi actually plotted against me.
Book of Life and Death, this is not a good thing!
Rumor has it that there are three great books in the world of Yin and Yang, namely the Book of Gods from Heaven, the Book of Mountains and Seas from Earth, and the Book of Life and Death from Man.
Putting aside the previous two, let’s just talk about the Book of Life and Death. This book is a list that controls the life span of all living beings in the underworld. It records the list of all animals in the world and includes the life span of each person and other living things.
It is mainly used to control life and death, and all life information from birth to death is included in it.
However, the book of life and death is in the hands of the judge, so how did it fall into Zhang Tianqi's hands?
The most important thing is, what is the relationship between Zhang Tianqi's weird behavior just now and this book of life and death?
Why are you throwing it to me now?
There must be some unknown conspiracy here.
"I didn't expect it! The book of merit and the book of life and death are all in the hands of your Zhang family! Should I say you are lucky or unlucky?" Zhao Wuji clasped his chin and looked at me with sympathy.
"Mr. Zhao, what do you mean by this?" I asked quickly, Zhao Wuji seemed to know something.
Zhao Wuji sighed softly, but did not speak.
Qing Yi came over, and I quickly turned my attention to Qing Yi.
Qing Yi frowned and asked me to open the book of life and death a little more. I did as he was told, and then I discovered that there was a number written on the back of the book of merit, which was ten volumes.
"Sure enough, it's the legendary lost volume. I didn't expect it to be taken away by your Heavenly Ancestor. No wonder the underworld wants to imprison him in the Hot Brain Hell. It seems to have something to do with this matter." Qing Yi said.
"But what does this have to do with me?"
Qing Yi glanced at me and didn't answer my question, but asked: "Do you feel any discomfort?"
I felt it for a moment and shook my head slightly, as if there was nothing wrong with it.
Of course, apart from a little psychological pressure.
"Are you sure?" Qing Yi was still a little uneasy.
"Sure."
"That's good!" Qing Yi breathed a sigh of relief.
Taoist Master Ziyun shook his head seriously, "It can't be that simple!"
As soon as he finished speaking, I suddenly felt a slight pain in my abdomen, as if I had been pricked by a needle.
Immediately afterwards, I felt a familiar flow of heat, flowing along my Dantian and flowing to my arms under control.
A faint golden light appeared in my palm, which was the power of merit.
They were actually ripped out of my body.
No, strictly speaking, they seemed to be attracted by the Book of Life and Death in their hands.
Moreover, it is completely out of my control, just like the power of merit from before, being pulled by a mysterious force.
I was startled by this change, and subconsciously threw the book of life and death in my hand to the ground. This thing was evil.
"What's wrong?" Qingyi asked quickly.
"Something's wrong, this thing is very evil, it's absorbing the power of merit in my body." I said with an ugly face.
My words made three people change their colors at the same time, and Twilight looked at the Book of Life and Death on the ground at the same time.
I stared at it too.
I vaguely felt that I couldn't escape anymore, and what was supposed to happen happened.
Under the gazes of the four of us, gold spread across the Book of Life and Death, just like a drop of ink on toilet paper, spreading instantly.
"What a pure power of merit!" A trace of envy appeared on Taoist Priest Ziyun's face.
But just as he finished speaking, a strange scene appeared. As the trace of gold was sucked into the Book of Life and Death, the ink color of the Book of Life and Death began to change.
The ink used to erase names on the Book of Life and Death suddenly melted away like ice and snow when it came into contact with the power of my merit.
The pitch-black ink turned into traces of black air, floating out from the Book of Life and Death.
Without the ink cover, the names below were revealed bit by bit.
At this moment, the four of us were staring at the book of life and death at our feet.
Because, we all want to know, who is the first person in this book of life and death?