Four hundred and sixtieth eight chapters die at a glance
Before the old man in white could feel anything, Mu Qingdan appeared in his courtyard in Xiaoyuzhou and Jiuxiangqiao Market.
He stood under the eaves of the corridor. He raised his head and looked towards the direction of Yinshan Mountain.
The shadow of the corridor eaves fell on his forehead, half of his face was covered in shadow, and half of his face was filled with sunlight.
His brows furrowed slightly, and something moved in his heart.
As soon as his thoughts moved, his whole figure began to fade, as if half melted into the shadows and half into the sunshine.
However, at this moment, several rays of sunlight not far in front of him suddenly became distorted, and these rays of sunlight converged into one person.
This man has no flesh and blood, he is purely made of light, yet he is full of life.
His face is very ordinary, but when ordinary people look at his face, they can't even tell whether he is a boy or a girl, because in one glance, they can see his face clearly, and in the next moment, the person who has seen his face can't tell whether he is a boy or a girl.
And I will forget what he looks like.
At this time, Mu Qingdan looked at this person quietly. He would not forget this person's face at the next glance like ordinary practitioners, but there was no distinction between male and female in his eyes.
Because men and women only correspond to real flesh and blood, and the person in front of him was made of light. He was like a statue in the Taoist temple, looking like a man and a woman, but neither a man nor a woman.
His face seemed to be full of compassion, but his eyes seemed to be full of ridicule and teasing.
"Mu Qingdan, Daozi of Xuanshizhou, you have given up intervening in many things, but now you want to interfere in this matter?" He looked at Mu Qingdan and just said this calmly, he did not
Any unnecessary movements, but as his words rang out, Mu Qingdan's figure became clear again.
He returned to this space again.
In other words, I was forced back to this space by this person.
Mu Qingdan didn't say anything, he just raised his eyebrows slowly.
This man made of light was a little surprised.
"Is this turning into a mortal? I didn't expect you to have stepped out of your own way." The brilliance outside this person made of light flashed slightly, he shook his head and said: "But it's the same as many years ago, you can't change anything.
Because you can never see the truth of this world."
Mu Qingdan still said nothing.
A few dead leaves fell from a branch beside him.
These dead leaves fluttered in the breeze and fell on the person in front of him who was made of light.
The man's body suddenly lit up, and several bright spots appeared, as if several cracks had been cut by these dead leaves.
Suddenly, there were more bright streaks of light.
Thick light liquid gushes out from those bright light spots like blood.
"You are more powerful than I thought, but it's useless." The man made of light slowly shook his head, his voice still calm, but with emotion, "Because we still can't see through the truth of this world.
"
"Then why didn't you sacrifice?" Mu Qingdan finally spoke up and sneered, "Why did you sacrifice others to achieve your goals?"
"Because we..."
This man made of light is very arrogant.
However, the moment he uttered four more words, his expression suddenly changed.
Blood began to spurt from his mouth.
It's blood, not liquid liquid.
The man made of light looked at Mu Qingdan. He wanted to speak, but in the end he said nothing more.
The light that made up his body began to disappear.
Dozens of rays of light fell on Mu Qingdan's body.
Mu Qingdan's moon-white Taoist robe that had been washed originally had dozens of holes. The light penetrated the Taoist robe and his body, but no blood flowed out.
Some gravel poured out from behind him.
The rays seemed to want to turn his entire body into sand.
Mu Qingdan coughed lightly.
He coughed several times, and the gravel in the wound on his back spurted out, and then the wound healed.
The man made of light disappeared. Before disappearing, he shook his head and said: "It's meaningless for you to do this. This is not something you can stop by yourself."
Mu Qingdan remained silent.
He took a slow breath and then exhaled.
He won't think about whether it makes sense, because many years ago, he decided to do something to make up for the mistakes he made. This may be the so-called redemption.
It's just that what this person said just now is not wrong. This is indeed not something that he alone can prevent.
At least now, he is unable to interfere with what is happening in the Hidden Mountain.
…
boom!
Above the Mingyu Palace, the purple divine fire suddenly erupted.
Clusters of purple divine fire condensed like glass, all rushing downwards.
The treasure in the center of this purple divine fire finally revealed its true identity. It is a purple oil lamp. Its appearance is almost the same as the oil lamp used by ordinary people, but its whole body is crystal clear, and there are countless ancient talisman patterns inside.
circulation.
"Is this thing suppressing something within it?"
Wan Yehe guessed a certain possibility. He pulled Wang Li's clothes in shock and couldn't help but want to pull Wang Li away.
boom!
However, at this moment, the two qi forces had completely collided, and the entire Mingyu Palace suddenly collapsed. Pieces of Mingyu collapsed and flew away, and the terrifying Yin Qi swept across like a wave.
"ah!"
The monks around the old man in white screamed in horror again.
Their bodies were almost paralyzed, and the true energy in their bodies could not flow.
The purple oil lamp was suspended in the air, and the substantial purple divine fire was suppressed deep in the Mingyu Palace like a pillar.
The moment this terrifying Yin Qi expanded, Song Yunyan and others, as well as Wang Li and others who were closer to Mingyu Palace, could clearly see the figure under the pillar of fire.
It was a naked corpse.
It has disheveled hair and a tall body, and was transformed from the corpse of a male cultivator.
Its whole body was soaked in Yin Qi like black jade, not to mention the skin exposed outside was darker in color than Ming Yu, even a pair of pants it was wearing was soaked in Yin Qi like dark iron.
There was a dazzling oil-green light flowing in its skin. Those oil-green lights formed runes the size of ants, and formed some mysterious patterns under its skin that were difficult to describe in words.
But the most frightening thing is that its body is wrapped with several green chains that have been soaked in Yin Qi so that its original color cannot be seen. These chains are bound to a dark green coffin that is about the same size as its body.
It is carrying this coffin.
The purple divine fire emitted by the purple oil lamp fell above its head, and was held up by a stream of Yin Qi from its head. The Yin Qi from its head formed an ink lotus, and the two stood still in a stalemate, like
Still and normal.
"Is this purple oil lamp used to suppress this corpse?"
Although Wang Li was palpitating, at that moment, he was filled with doubts.
This Mingyu Palace was naturally set up for refining corpses or preserving souls, but if this purple oil lamp was used to suppress this Yin Corpse, then why didn’t the previous owner of the purple oil lamp destroy the Mingyu Palace directly?
Since such an ancient treasure can be used to suppress the Yin Corpse, it is impossible that the Mingyu Palace cannot be defeated.
He just felt that there seemed to be many contradictions and weirdness in it.
At this moment, everyone heard another faint sigh.
This voice seemed to be full of regret.
In the void above the purple oil lamp, a strange circle of light and shadow suddenly appeared.
It's like a bright moon is generated, with a gorgeous colorful moon halo appearing around it.
In the middle of the brilliance as bright as the bright moon, it was as if a hand was stretched out and falling towards the purple oil lamp.
Wang Li already wanted to give up. He didn't want to get entangled with this weird corpse, but this sudden change made him suddenly think of a possibility.
Could it be that the death of all the masters in the Divine Transformation Stage in the Hidden Mountains is related to this purple oil lamp?
These people died here, maybe because they wanted to snatch this oil lamp?
It was almost his body's intuition. Without any hesitation, he directly made the big hand seal of Ming Coffin. A black and gray palm print cut through the void and struck towards the hand.
That hand didn't seem to care about Wang Li's blow at all. It landed on the purple oil lamp, but it didn't suffer any backlash from the oil lamp's power. It grabbed the oil lamp and lifted it up, but just here
In an instant, Wang Li's big handprint of the underworld coffin struck this hand.
"puff!"
Wang Li's handprint of the underworld exploded like a black mist, but at the same time, the hand seemed to be burned, and several black lines instantly appeared on the back of the hand.
laugh!
Purple divine fire instantly surged among these black lines.
There was a sound of pain.
The purple oil lamp fell from this hand.
"There is such a method that contains imperial power!"
"I never imagined that I could meet such a person... I never imagined that I could fall short of success like this."
A melancholy sigh sounded out from within that bright moon-like brilliance.
Whoosh!
At this moment, a scene that surprised everyone happened.
The purple oil lamp suddenly fell down, and it was wrapped in divine light, which directly shattered the ink lotus on the head of the infernal corpse, and fell on the head of the infernal corpse.
laugh!
A plume of black fly ash poured out from the top of the Inferi's head. The purple oil lamp burned through the skin on top of its head and continued to sink downwards.
The Inferi made no sound. It was unknown whether it was unable to prevent the purple oil lamp from sinking or simply ignored its existence for the time being.
It suddenly raised its head, and a substantial light shot out from its pupils.
puff!
Not far from the old man in white, a monk in white didn't even have time to utter a horrified exclamation. His vitality immediately dissipated, and the strange energy in his heart blossomed, blooming into a crimson flower.
"What kind of method is this!"
"How come there is such a terrible method!"
This group of people [ www.boquge.co] screamed in shock.
But at the same time, the corpse gave one of their monks a cold look.
puff!
The monk was still screaming at first, but at the sight of the Yin Corpse, he was completely lifeless. A strange energy also bloomed from his heart, and a crimson flower bloomed.
"Die after just one look?"
Wan Yehe was so frightened that he directly opened the coffin board of the suspicious coffin and burrowed directly inside.
"Those two monks seem to have the lowest level of cultivation among them."
At this moment, Yan Yan's voice sounded in Wang Li's sea of consciousness.