I stared closely at the mirror in the Arhat's hand. When the white light on it lit up just now, I could clearly feel the pure and powerful Buddhist aura.
Although Ying Gou in my body is currently sleeping, when the white light came on, I could clearly feel that his breath was stirring.
This mirror is a treasure, a very powerful treasure!
"What should we do next?" I said to Liu Ji, looking at the iron box.
Today Liu Ji and that vixen came to destroy this Yaksha, but that Yaksha is really powerful.
Now it is suppressed by that mirror and has no way to resist.
But if you remove the mirror, it will definitely run out. Does Liu Ji have a way to deal with it?
"I have a way to deal with it."
Liu Ji turned around and smiled at me, then took a step forward.
As he walked, he turned the mahogany sword upside down and slashed hard on his left palm.
He immediately cut a long wound on his palm, and blood immediately flowed out.
Liu Ji took a deep breath and muttered something unknown.
In an emergency, I saw a red light flash in his eyes, and his whole demeanor immediately changed.
That kind of momentum made me feel very oppressive, and it was even difficult to breathe.
At this moment, I suddenly discovered that the blood on his hands actually changed color. It was no longer bright red, but turned into gold!
Seeing his blood turn into gold, I was extremely shocked.
The feeling of Liu Jian to me is completely different now. He is more like another person, or another existence.
Who is this guy and why is the blood in his body golden?
Just when I was shocked, Mu Mu on the side took a step forward and stared at Liu Ji closely.
I glanced at the wood and immediately understood why he had such an expression.
Because I have seen wood bleeding, and the blood in the wood is also golden, exactly like that Liu Ji!
I have always been curious about the origin of wood, but unfortunately, this guy's brain is broken and he can't remember what happened in the past.
I only know that he was once a general under Ying Gou. As for his origin, I don’t know anything about him.
Now that Liu Ji has the same blood flowing in his body, is there any connection between them?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but nodded. Liu Ji might have something to do with Mu Mu's life experience, and I also saw that Liu Ji looked at Mu Mu just now in a weird way.
I didn't pay much attention to it at first, but now that I think about it, maybe he had already figured out Mu Mu's identity.
Liu Ji said that he is related to the legendary underworld, but is there any relationship between wood and the underworld?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel shocked.
Mumu is Yinggou's general, and Yinggou is the master of the underworld at the beginning, guarding the Netherworld Sea. The passage to the underworld is in the abyss under the Netherworld Sea. The wood is likely to have something to do with the underworld.
What a dispute!
I stared at Liu Ji closely. After the incident was over, I had to ask him whether he knew the origin of the wood.
At this time, Liu Ji had already walked up to the Arhat statue, with a cold expression on his face, completely different from his previous aura.
He slowly stretched out his left hand and placed it on the iron box.
As his palm landed on it, golden blood also flowed on the iron box.
Black auras emerged from the iron box, twisting and turning as if they were struggling.
But this time, the mirror in the Arhat's hand didn't react at all.
Liu Ji just reached out and grabbed the box, then lifted it up and took two steps back.
He placed the box on the ground and looked down, his eyes cold and filled with murderous intent.
The next moment, he raised the mahogany sword in his hand and thrust it into the iron box on the ground.
With a muffled bang, the mahogany sword actually pierced the iron box effortlessly.
The black iron box was like a paper box under the mahogany sword in his hand, being penetrated directly and nailed to the ground.
"Ouch!"
As he stabbed with his sword, a pitiful roar came from inside the black box.
Immediately afterwards, countless black auras came out of the iron box and dispersed in all directions.
The dispersed breath quickly condensed in the air, and then a strange figure appeared.
The figure was about the same size as a human, but it had a bare body, and the skin on its body was all black. There was a long smooth tail behind it, and there were two wings on its back. It only had a smooth flesh membrane and no hair at all.
The head is a somewhat weird inverted triangle with no hair on it, only two long ears, and a pair of big eyes that are scarlet in color.
It opened its mouth, showing its strong teeth, and was barking at Liu Ji.
Looking at the black shadow in the sky, I frowned. This was the first time I saw something like a yaksha. To be honest, it was really ugly.
This guy looks like a hairless cat, even uglier than that thing.
However, it is very powerful, and its aura is completely different from ordinary ghosts.
The eyes of Yaksha in the air turned, as if he felt that the situation was not good, and with a movement of his body, he flew towards the entrance of the cave with a whoosh.
Watching it fly towards the entrance of the cave, Liu Ji did not move, but snorted coldly.
The next moment, the vixen Jiu'er stood at the entrance of the cave, and the nine tails appeared again, blocking the entrance of the cave like a barrier.
The flying Yasha looked at the nine fox tails, stopped, and moved his eyes, as if he knew that the vixen was not easy to mess with.
At this moment, Liu Ji moved, shouted loudly, raised the peach wood sword in his hand, and struck at the Yaksha with one strike.
The Yasha in the air let out an unpleasant roar, turned into a black mist, and quickly dodged the sword.
Liu Ji didn't stop at all and struck out with another sword.
Yaksha, who had just condensed his body, turned into a black mist again, but this time, the black mist dispersed directly and enveloped the entire secret room.
Seeing this situation, I frowned slightly, knowing that Yaksha was going to use his own methods.
Sure enough, the next moment, my eyes went dark, and a thick black fog appeared.
Immediately afterwards, the black mist in front of him kept shaking, and figures emerged from the black mist.
Those figures are all dressed like ancient people, but they are all wearing coarse clothes, and all of them have sallow faces and thin muscles.
They all held weapons in their hands, but those weapons were very shabby.
Some were holding large knives full of rust, some were holding long guns with blunt tips, some were even holding only a worn-out kitchen knife, and some were holding wooden sticks!
Those people had endless resentment on their faces and rushed towards me.
