Chapter 44: The Tomb of the Thousand-year-old King
More than a dozen little Taoist priests, holding seven-star swords, quickly arranged and stood in two rows. The sharp and straight snow-white long swords were dotted with seven star points. Each star point was blue, like a gem without impurities, inlaid in the
above.
Holding the Seven-Star Sword in hand and looking at each other coldly, no one in this group of people flinched.
"Don't deceive people too much. What you are doing is really contemptible. First, someone conspired to deceive me about the purpose of my plan, and then a rich man who acted as a righteous man came to protect me. Only half a quarter of an hour later, he threatened to protect me.
Instead, our people surrounded us in a circle, intending to kill us. Everything was done by your means, you are really men." The little Taoist Master held the hand of the Taoist priest who was lying on the ground and said in a choked voice.
After hearing this, a group of people looked very ugly. Even though it was true, it didn't sound good when it was said out loud.
"Looking for death." Li Zun was furious, extremely angry.
He is the son of a wealthy family who acts as a righteous man. He has become accustomed to being aloof and does not allow others to expose his shortcomings.
A stream of vitality as thick as a water tank emitted from his palm, and the vast energy fluctuated in the air, sweeping everything, destroying the ancient and decaying force, and rushed forward.
The little Taoist priests standing in two rows, with cold eyes and solemnity, moved quickly to form two circles. The seven-star swords in their hands changed instantly and were superimposed on each other, forming like a multi-petal flower. When several seven-star swords were stacked and touched together, the flower
The same seven-star sword emitted a blue light, dyeing the sky here blue. In an instant, an explosive breath burst out of the chest to greet the white trainer who came forward.
Two kinds of light, one white and one blue, are eye-sore, carrying two kinds of energy that touch together, causing the space to become somewhat distorted.
Li Zun groaned and took half a step back.
A dozen monks from the first and second levels of the Beginning of Meng Realm combined their strength to attack, coupled with the strange sword formation, it made him uncomfortable.
"What are you waiting for? Let's join forces and take action. Regardless of life or death, we must first ask for the secret of Chutu." Li Zun shouted, he did not want to be regarded as a spear user.
Hearing this, everyone knew that the most important thing at this time was to ask about the secret of the map.
Wang Pokong took the lead, forming complicated and changeable seals with his hands. His feet were shining with light, and he was in front of a Taoist priest in one fell swoop. Before the Taoist priests could launch the second wave of sword array attacks, he tapped lightly.
I saw that the Taoist priest had no time to dodge, and gently slapped his handprint, which penetrated from his back to his chest, leaving a palm-shaped mark on his body. In an instant, he fell to the ground without any sound.
Wang Pokong didn't stop and went straight to the next target to shoot.
Lin Yuhan didn't show any signs of weakness. The moment Wang Pokong made his move, he followed closely. His finger like a dragon's sinew moved towards a little Taoist priest, and with strong force, he sealed his throat with one finger.
Powerful energy transformed in the hands of the three people, locking on each target. In an instant, seven or eight Taoist priests fell to the ground and died in the hands of the three people.
"To say or not to say?"
"If you don't say it, you people will never see the sun tomorrow."
"Hahaha, hahaha, do you think we don't know? Even if you tell us, we won't survive the next moment. It's better to keep this secret. If you throw it away, you may still survive." The little Taoist priest is not a fool. These people
I would never dare to kill everyone like myself, otherwise no one would know the secret.
After saying this, Hengyenhun, who had not made any move until now, suddenly punched out like a fist from the top of a mountain hitting a little Taoist priest.
Shouted loudly: "Explode!"
I saw a Taoist priest being blown to pieces in an instant, and his whole body was missing.
Immediately afterwards, he punched out one after another, each punch had the power of a thunderous thunder, the strong wind of the punch tore the air, and each punch was more powerful than the last. Hengyen Hun also became more and more crazy with each punch, for a whole nine
Punch out.
"Explode! Explode! Explode..."
After eight huge explosions, the bodies of each Taoist priest exploded instantly, splattering the people next to them with blood.
At first, the body exploded with blood and flesh splashing out, but later there was just blood mist floating in the air, with no flesh, limbs or bones visible. The air was filled with a lot of bloody smell, and it smelled like vomiting.
There was silence everywhere, even Li Zun and Wang Pokong looked sideways, showing solemn expressions.
As for the direct descendants of the Li family, the direct descendants of the Wang family, and the flower protectors of Jun Zizhu, their legs were trembling, they were trembling, showing fear.
This eternal resentment soul is really vicious, like a devil possessing it, and the evil seeps into people. This set of "nine heavy punches" has obviously been mastered, and it is so powerful that it can kill all the monks below the second level of the Shimeng Realm.
Unlike Wang Pokong and Lin Yuhan, although they were both killed in one blow, the attack of the Eternal Resentment Soul looked more terrifying, brutal and intimidating.
The Taoist Priest on the side stared straight at the Eternal Resentment Soul, his skin covered with goose bumps. It was so terrifying. His murderous aura was like a sharp sword piercing his heart, and he did not dare to make any move.
All the little Taoist priests had died, leaving him alone. The reason is self-evident.
"Are you going to tell me?" Eternal Resentment Soul asked coldly.
"Haha, I understand. If you say it, you will die. If you don't say it, you will die. Since it is death, do you think I will say it? And I have my backbone." The little Taoist priest was very determined.
"Then die!"
After he finished speaking, strong vitality surged out from his fists, and the dark shadows of his fists covered the little Taoist priest.
"Wait!" Three voices stopped him at the same time.
A pale white light enveloped the little Taoist priest, and the dark fist shadow hit it. The bright energy shield shattered, but it blocked most of the power and saved the little Taoist priest's life.
The one who took action was Li Zun, and the one who spoke out was Jun Zizhu.
The eternal resentful soul looked at Li Zun fiercely, intent on taking action.
"Why are you so angry? I don't know the secret of this picture yet. The little Taoist priest can't die." Jun Zizhu's voice sounded like a silver bell, and she said coquettishly.
"Humph!" Eternal Resentment turned away, as if he was extremely unwilling to see Jun Zizhu.
"Miss Jun, do you have any good ideas?" Li Zun asked with a smile.
"Zizhu's cultivation is shallow, so I can't guarantee it. I can only give it a try."
"Okay! Then I invite Miss Jun to show off your skills." After saying that, he bowed and made a gesture of invitation.
The peerless beauty Jun Zizhu, who was favored by thousands of people, swayed her waist and walked slowly to the little Taoist priest. Her big jewel-like eyes stared at the little Taoist priest without blinking, and her watery eyes were filled with a hint of pink mist.
"Brother, what's the secret in this picture? Can you tell me?" The thin lips opened and closed, as if they were speaking out a magic sound, accompanied by a series of invisible characters, which not only penetrated into the ears of the little Taoist priest
, and it has penetrated into his bone marrow.
A cold shiver, body shaking, the little Taoist priest's eyes were blank, his eyes were white, and he seemed to have lost his mind.
Then he told a secret about the Tomb of the Thousand-Year-Old King.