Chapter 103: The Small Coffin in the Cave Complete the Red Ticket
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"Go and prepare sixty-six wooden stakes for me. Sixty-five of them only need to be one meter long, and the remaining one needs to be ten meters long. Get ready quickly!" Huang Wuji ordered.
The Qiankun Qi Gathering Formation is completed based on the principles of Yin and Yang, Five Elements, and Five Directions of Heaven and Earth.
"Okay, let's get ready!" The steward of the Crow Cult just remembered that the wood left behind when building the village would come in handy at this time. Otherwise, it would take some time to collect it now.
"Go and move all the wood out of the warehouse!" the steward of the Crow Cult shouted to the disciples of the Crow Cult who were standing there stupidly. At this time, some disciples of the Crow Cult also thought of the remaining wood in the warehouse.
, looked at the steward of the Crow Cult with admiration. Just now they were thinking about how to find sixty-six wooden stakes in a short time.
Huang Wuji looked at the actions of the disciples of the Underworld Crow Sect, and secretly shook his head: "I have heard that the low-level disciples of the Underworld Crow Sect have trouble with their brains. I didn't believe it at first, but now I believe it. It seems that the rumor that the death energy corrodes the brain is not true.
Groundless!".
After receiving the order from the steward, the disciples of the Underworld Crow Sect ran away one by one. After a short while, I saw the disciples of the Underworld Crow Sect each holding a two-meter-thick piece of wood in front of Huang Wuji, and finally two disciples carried it
There is a huge beam that is ten meters high.
Huang Wuji nodded with satisfaction. It made no difference whether the wooden pile was one meter or two meters.
"Okay, now drive the wooden stakes in according to the position I said!" Every time Huang Wuji points to a place, a disciple of the Dark Crow Sect will drive the wooden stakes into the ground, and there will be ready-made wooden stakes.
, very efficient.
The sixty-fifth wooden stake has reached the predetermined position, and the last ten-meter-high beam has not yet been taken. Huang Wuji stepped in front of the beam and lightly hooked it with his toes. The beam suddenly seemed like nothing.
He was thrown directly up.
Huang Wuji raised his hand upwards, and his five fingers were covered with a thin layer of golden light like the hardest stone in the world. He grabbed the five finger holes of the beam and held the beam firmly in his hands.
Huang Wuji came to the center of the village, where the stone house was. In front of the main entrance, the whole person was lifted up in an instant. It was dozens of meters high from the ground. The beam slammed downward with a muffled sound, dust rolled up, and the beam was
Inserted in the soil.
"You!" Huang Wuji pointed at the steward of the Crow Sect with his hand and said: "Sixty-five wooden stakes, put a jumping corpse in front of each wooden stake, and the remaining thirty-five jumping corpses will all be gathered here.
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The disciples of the Underworld Crow Cult controlled the zombies to stop in front of the wooden piles. Huang Wuji stood on the highest beam, overlooking every detail of the village, and loudly commanded the disciples of the Underworld Crow Cult how to place the zombies.
After the preparations for jumping corpses were completed, Huang Wuji said to the steward of the Underworld Crow Sect: "Activate the Hundred Corpse Array now!" "Activate it now!" The steward of the Underworld Crow Sect was a little strange. Could it be that the so-called Qiankun Qi Gathering Array had already been deployed?
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However, the steward of the Underworld Crow Sect did not dare to ask too many questions. If Huang Wuji got angry and left after asking too many questions, then the game would really be over.
"Activate the Hundred Corpse Formation!" the Steward of the Underworld Crow Sect shouted towards the numerous disciples of the Underworld Crow Religion. I saw that the Steward and the disciples of the Underworld Crow Religion each took out a half-black and half-hundred Underworld Crow carvings in their hands.
A cold breath came from above.
The steward of the Underworld Crow Sect and many disciples inserted the Underworld Crow carving into Tiao Zhi's forehead, and kept chanting in his mouth. The tone was very strange, not like the common language of the Middle Earth, nor the language of the foreign tribes.
Huang Wuji couldn't hear it either, and he had no idea if he wanted to secretly learn the formula of the Hundred Corpse Formation.
The steward of the Underworld Crow Sect and many of the disciples remained silent after finishing the recitation. When Huang Wuji was bored and about to fall asleep, he suddenly raised his head at the same time, his pupils all turned gray, like a gray beam shooting out of the eyes of a dead person.
The light penetrated into the carving of the Hades.
At the moment when the gray death air penetrated into the carvings of the underworld, Huang Wuji felt that the air around him became heavier, and the surrounding environment gradually became darker, making people feel unusually dull, and there was a filthy atmosphere between heaven and earth.
They began to gather around the jumping corpse.
"The five elements of Yin and Yang, the five directions of heaven and earth, the universe moves and gathers Qi!" Huang Wuji muttered silently, and performed several hand seals in succession. A mysterious wave was transmitted in the air, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he pressed his palms on the beam,
For a moment, mysterious fluctuations entered the beam, and the trend of mysterious fluctuations continued unabated, slowly spreading throughout the village.
Sixty-five wooden stakes, after receiving the mysterious fluctuations, a vast and obscure aura secretly connected the sixty-six wooden stakes, and a vague pentagon appeared in the sky above the village.
All of a sudden, all the filthy air of heaven and earth within a radius of 500 miles came towards the stronghold of the Hades Sect. The death air in the mass graves, the resentment of the ferocious beasts after they attacked each other, each small one could not stand in the small underworld.
Angry and so on.
Countless foul air came to the sky above the Hades Sect's stronghold. It was blocked by the pentagonal formation. Through guidance, the evil air of death, resentment, etc. was slowly introduced into the sixty-six wooden piles.
After Muzhuang received the filthy energy, even the steward of the Crow Cult and many disciples who practiced death energy felt uncomfortable for a while, and the amount of death energy and resentment completely exceeded their imagination.
You can clearly see the surface of the wooden pile. Each one of them died miserably and their resentment turned into skulls. They kept howling in the wooden pile. The skulls hit the wooden pile crazily, which made the steward and many disciples of the Underworld Crow Sect.
They were all horrified to see it, fearing that the wooden stakes would not be able to stop it.
All the filthy energy within a radius of five hundred miles was attracted by the Qiankun Qi Gathering Formation. However, Huang Wuji felt that it was not enough, so he thought about it and came up with an idea.
Huang Wuji stood on the highest wooden stake, closed his eyes and poured all his mind into the Qiankun Qi Gathering Formation, and slowly felt the location of the Yinxue in the Ming Crow Sect stronghold. As long as the Yinxue's cold air was channeled
In the Qiankun Qi Gathering Formation, Huang Wuji was confident that even if the barbarian government sent hundreds of thousands of troops, the whole army would be annihilated in Xiaoliang Mountain.
Huang Wuji relied on his familiarity with the Qiankun Qi Gathering Formation, combined with the mysterious fluctuations of the Qi Gathering Formation, to expand his perception infinitely. At this time, Huang Wuji suddenly felt that there was a cold air coming out from deep underground.
I was overjoyed: "I found it, it's here!".
Huang Wuji continued to extend his perception to the underground, heading towards the place where the cold air appeared. Soon a dark cave appeared in his eyes. His perception ignored the darkness of the cave, and everything in the cave was clearly printed in his mind.
I saw that the cave was densely packed with hundreds of corpses, lying across the coffins with their eyes closed. The coffins could not block the perception, and the situation inside clearly appeared in Huang Wuji's mind.
Huang Wuji looked at them one by one. Ninety-eight percent of the corpses had just completed the most basic evolution, which were the lowest walking corpses in the Hades Cult. There were still dozens of jumping corpses, which seemed to have just evolved.
The jumping corpse.
In the innermost part of the cave, there were six coffins, five large and one small. The five large coffins tightly surrounded the small coffins in the middle. This discovery made Huang Wuji immediately interested, and he also knew why the steward of the Underworld Crow Sect was acting like this.
I'm nervous, I guess the corpse in the small coffin is not an ordinary zombie.
Huang Wuji's perception slowly extended to the coffins. As expected, the five large coffins were all filled with elementary bronze-armored corpses, equivalent to those in the red and orange realms of the seven-colored alchemy realm.
So what was inside the small coffin protected by five red or orange core realms? Huang Wuji was a little excited. His perception continued to extend and he came to the side of the small coffin. At the moment when he was about to enter the small coffin, he didn't have time to look at it.
, suddenly the small coffin erupted with a terrifying wave, and Huang Wuji flew out in an instant.
Huang Wuji, who was sitting on the highest wooden stake, spit out a mouthful of blood. The steward of the Underworld Crow Sect and many disciples were also very sensitive to blood. They all looked up at Huang Wuji, secretly admiring him. In order to arrange the Qiankun Qi Gathering Array,
He actually vomited blood, what a good man, what a good man.
Huang Wuji suddenly opened his eyes to calm down the turbulent blood in his chest, and thought to himself: "What is in the small coffin can actually block my perception? It seems that the Dark Crow Sect established a stronghold here entirely for it!".
Huang Wuji became very interested in the corpse in the small coffin. The filthy atmosphere was still not enough. Huang Wuji temporarily put aside his interest in exploring the secrets and used all his strength to induce the mysterious fluctuations of the Qiankun Qi Gathering Array into the Yinxue.
After encountering the Yin Qi from Yinxue to Yinxue, the pentagonal formation in the sky suddenly erupted with an unimaginable suction force.
The Yin Qi in the Yin Xue was sucked out one after another, and the dead air and resentment of the zombies in hundreds of coffins were also sucked out. Only the small coffin, which was tightly surrounded by five large coffins, erupted.
A powerful barrier that resists suction from the outside.
A lot of the death energy and resentment of the bronze-armored corpses in the five large coffins were also absorbed. The bronze-armored corpse itself can resist the suction force, so the death energy and resentment were absorbed the least.
The extremely cold Yin Qi in the Yinxue was being sucked out one after another. The situation of the Qiankun Qi Gathering Formation was also constantly changing. The resentful spirits on the sixty-five wooden stakes became increasingly clear, as if they were alive. Before death,
The miserable wailing clearly reached the ears of every disciple of the Dark Crow Cult. When an unknown person came in, it was like entering a ghost. If not scared to death, he would at least become an idiot.
Nowadays, the steward of the Underworld Sect and many disciples no longer dare to get within ten meters of the wooden pile. As long as they get within ten meters, they can feel that something is pulling on their clothes, trying to pull them away.
Enter the wraith world of wooden piles.
The tallest wooden pile where Huang Wuji was located should be said to be the core of the sixty-six wooden piles. The evil energy absorbed was even more terrifying. The entire wooden pile was like a gate in the abyss of hell, and the wooden pile turned pitch black.
Countless ripples were flowing, and from time to time, a huge resentful spirit would suddenly rush out, trying to break through the shackles of the wooden stakes and come to the long-awaited world of the sun.
It was as if the wails in the depths of hell were dozens of times louder than those of other wooden piles. The steward of the Crow Sect and many disciples did not even dare to think about it. With such momentum, Huang Wuji could not imagine that the Qiankun Qi Gathering Formation combined with the effect of the Hundred Corpse Formation,
How big is it?
If it weren't for the profound meaning of "Vajra Tempered Body Fist" in ancient Buddhism, which happens to be the nemesis of all evil spirits and just suppresses the evil intentions in the center of the array, Huang Wuji might have already succeeded in the thirty-sixth strategy at this time.
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After the Qiankun Qi Gathering Formation merged with the underground Yin Qi, it became even more terrifying. Huang Wuji could no longer imagine what it would look like in the end.
As time passed bit by bit, the Qiankun Qi Gathering Formation became increasingly difficult to control. Huang Wuji decisively cut off the cold air from the Yinxue. When he looked at it, he saw that the entire village was covered with a layer of rumbling black.
The shadow, the blue sky visible in the gap, has completely disappeared, and there are only gloomy black clouds oppressing the hearts of every disciple of the Crow Sect in the village.
An aura of terror is spreading, and the only themes in the entire village are death, coldness, terror, depression, and horror.
Even the guys from the Crow Cult, who have been dealing with the dead people all year round, can't stand it. The village is lifeless, there is no sound at all, as if it has turned into a ghost, layers of clearly visible gray and black are floating in the air, and the terrifying atmosphere is...
It spreads from these two breaths.
"Yin and Yang, the five elements, the five directions of heaven and earth, one Qi, Qian Kun, Yin!" Huang Wuji pressed the heart of the formation, and a spiritual power was input into it. His fingers formed dozens of hand seals. The village suddenly became clear, and the previously terrifying and depressing aura suddenly disappeared.
It disappeared, the thick resentment of death also disappeared, and the death wail no longer came from the ears.
The steward of the Dark Crow Sect and many disciples looked at Huang Wuji, wanting to ask what happened.
"Don't be afraid, the formation is completed and the effect is quite good. Just to prevent the barbarian government from discovering it, I have temporarily sealed them. When the right opportunity comes, I will open the seal!" Huang Wuji saw the steward of the Underworld Crow Sect.
With a confused look, he explained.
"So that's it, thank you so much, sir!" The steward of the Underworld Crow Sect also changed his name for Huang Wuji. He looked at the disciples of the Underworld Crow Sect for a few times and felt relieved in his heart. He had been living in that kind of terror.
The environment really made him feel terrified, let alone other disciples.
When the sky and earth were clear, Huang Wuji stood on the wooden stake in the center of the formation and saw five black figures running towards the village from a distance. Huang Wuji smiled wisely and immediately guessed who it was.
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