Chapter 11: The Seven Intercepting Arrays of Fire Li
Xiao Zhou and Wu Gang, who had already removed the blockage at the door, were holding on to the door. When they heard the wild shouts from the Zamao Trail, they shouted "order", pulled away the iron bolt, and opened both sides of the door.
The fire inside the house was burning brightly, and when the door was opened, the mountain breeze came immediately carrying the stinking air, making it cool and gloomy.
I looked up and saw three or four living dead in ragged clothes staggering in from the door.
Damn it!
I was ashamed and didn't dare to look at the strange looks others were looking at me - it was all because of my "madness" just now, which attracted almost all the living dead to the left side of the ancestral hall, and they shrank back when they saw me
After entering the house, they didn't know what fear was, so they climbed up the windows one after another, preparing to climb in. Ma Haibo's pistol bullets had been shot out, and he only picked up a wooden stick and defended it towards the window.
Wave your hand, say no, put it in.
As soon as Ma Haibo retreated, two or three people immediately leaned forward and rolled in.
There were already five or six living dead in the room. Except for Zamao Xiaodao and Yang Cao, who were chanting mantras and chanting Dharma in the middle of the hall, all of us abandoned the windows and shrank to the wall behind the coffin table.
As a barrier, guard it carefully.
But compared to us, the Zamao Xiaodao and Yang Cao who were practicing in the middle of the main room seemed more attractive. These rotten guys roared dullly, and then walked towards them. Beside the door and on the windows, people walked one after another.
Or crawling, fourteen or five living dead came in, and for a while the room was filled with stench. Countless big black hands were waving in the light of the bonfire, leaving strange images of demons dancing on the walls.
Zamao Xiaodao and Yang Cao were back to back, almost stepping on the bonfire with their heels. The iron cauldron used to cook millet porridge for our dinner was kicked over, spilling some fragrant clear soup.
The magic circle they set up was huge, but very weird. For example, the red line connected between two animal bones looked soft. However, as soon as the living dead entered it, it immediately straightened up, like an iron wire. Two or three of them were like wires.
Because this thing stumbled and fell to the ground. But nothing happened to them. They were still crawling on the ground, reaching out to grab the stray hairs and Yang Cao's trousers.
The situation of the two of them was very critical, and the living dead people almost rushed to the front two or three meters, within reach.
The automatic rifle bullets in Wu Gang and Xiao Zhou's hands were running low, but at this moment they were constantly covering the two of them, shooting wildly, bang bang bang, knocking apart every living dead approaching the miscellaneous path. However, they were hit.
The head is also useless, it can only be driven back for a while by relying on the huge kinetic energy of the bullet.
This is also the reason why Zamao Xiaodao chose to set up the formation.
Otherwise, we can directly use fishing methods to settle it.
When most of the living dead rushed into the formation in the main room, Xiaomao Xiaodao, who had been using his wooden sword to fight off the attacks, was shaken all over. He had already recited the sutra in his mouth at the most critical moment, and the Taomu Sword moved towards the magic formation.
Each of the eight directions used their strength to point out. This move was as fast as lightning and could not be caught by the naked eye. Then Lao Xiao shouted in his mouth: "Huo Li Qi, Turtle and Snake Romance, as fast as the law!" As soon as he finished speaking,
Suddenly, seven flames rose up and shot out like fireworks. The flames were as blue as a dream and the color was blurry. They were not fleeting, but like living dragons and snakes, they began to actively cling to these bursting flames.
On the living dead.
boom--
As soon as the fire snake touched the corpse, it was like a spark falling into an oil barrel. In an instant, seven blazing fire figures appeared in our sight. The flames were so bright and yellow that they illuminated the whole room like daylight.
However, is the effectiveness of the "Huoli Seven Intersection Formation" just that?
no!
The ordinary mahogany sword on the Zamao Trail is like a laser guidance system in modern warfare. It dances like a wild dragon. With each finger, a fire snake follows the command and attacks the opponent pointed at. This fire snake does not
It does not hurt anyone. It passes freely through the hairy path and Yang Cao's body without causing any harm. However, as soon as it encounters the resentful living dead, the wind immediately becomes angry and fireworks explode. I look at this magnificent scene.
At this scene, my heart was full of passion and I was so content that I wished I could let out a long roar to express my heart's contentment.
The power of the magic circle is so magical. It can be seen that Taoism has its own charm in dominating the Central Plains.
The magic circle covers most of the hall, and any living dead who walk into it will be burned by the flames and turned into torches. This fire is a ghost fire, which is caused by the power of pure Yang to cause resentment. It is not hot, but
But it can burn the essence of his soul. Every person with resentment in his heart will have a ray of soul involved in his body. At this moment, being burned in this way, he will immediately be in great pain. The zombie Gu will turn into ashes. Once the control is removed, he will be exposed immediately.
He lost his original nature and no longer attacked us, but fell to his knees.
They had not been dead for long, and their vocal cords had not shrunk. At this moment, they were kneeling and screaming for mercy, as if they were alive humans.
The person I saw closest to the alley was a young woman (I guessed from her graceful figure), it was the young young girl Yoyo who called Amu. I saw her kneeling on the ground, covering her hands in pain.
Then he grabbed the face, and a layer of cooked flesh was immediately peeled off from the burnt black face. Underneath were bloody muscles and white bones, and two eyeballs the size of lychees also fell out.
She shouted in Miao language, a string of words that I could only understand: "It hurts, it hurts..."
The voice sounded like a normal person's, but it seemed a little too frightened.
The little Youyou next to me immediately collapsed, crying inconsolably, shouting "Amu, Eminem...", and even wanted to throw herself at the burning man. Fortunately, Lao Jin, who had always seemed very useless, was looking after him.
He held her tightly, not letting the child break away.
In a matter of tens of seconds, except for the three or four living dead at the door who felt the huge threat and hesitated to move forward, all the living dead who crawled out of the graves were burned by the astonishing power of the "Seven-section Formation of Fire"
, not only the body, but also the soul is trembling, and it no longer poses a threat to us.
In the center of the room, mourners were everywhere, like hell. The living dead who looked like devils a moment ago are now as weak and innocent as the green buds of the new spring.
I walked to the front, and there were living dead people kneeling on the ground on both sides, but none of them attacked me. They had turned into flames. There was no burning smell in the air like when corpses were burned, but a kind of burning smell.
Weird sandalwood, this fragrance is very special, like the smell of a temple or Taoist temple full of incense. I walked slowly and felt the souls shouting around me, sighing helplessly.
Once they were burned by the fire of karma, their souls could not enter the underworld, and they could only be destroyed both physically and mentally.
I walked closer to the Zamao Trail and saw that he was sweating profusely and his expression was pale. If Yang Cao hadn't resisted him, this man who was almost exhausted might have collapsed. Seeing me coming, he still held back.
I couldn't help boasting proudly, saying, "My hands are beautiful, aren't they?" I raised the thumbs of both hands and said they were amazing. He held up the sword flower and said that if the wooden sword he had just whittled during the day had not been made of poor quality, it would not have been very good.
If the peach wood is new, the effect will be even better!
I shrugged and reached out to touch the fire snake that was still swimming in space. It passed through my palm and was as cold as well water.
The flames began to subside, the wails stopped, and the fifteen or sixteen living dead in the hall were no longer alive. When we all thought that the matter was over, and were about to eliminate all the few lingering at the door, we only heard the following.
Hu Wenfei shouted for a while: "Who? Who is it..." I looked back in confusion and saw him rushing to the window on the right in a few steps and looking out. He looked back with a nervous expression.
I was just about to ask when suddenly there was a burst of thick smoke above my head. Looking up, there was actually a flame on the east side of the roof. It was a little small at first, but in an instant it turned into red, clumps of flames.
Black smoke billowed into the sky. I grabbed Zamao Xiaodao's hand and said, can the flame of your magic circle ignite real objects?
Zamao Xiaodao also looked surprised, saying that it was impossible. This fire was actually Lihuo. It could only ignite resentment and karma, and then transform into real fire that burned the carrier. This house was a dead thing, how could it be contaminated?
Hu Wenfei rushed to our side, pointed out the window and said, stop guessing, someone is causing trouble outside!
Although the outer walls of this ancestral hall are made of stones, the main structure is still made of wood, and the ceiling is covered with fine pine bark, which is extremely easy to burn. After a while, the flames became bigger and bigger, and the ash continued to fall, and everyone started to burn.
He ran out. There were four living dead blocking the door. They were the remnants who had not entered the formation just now. Although they were afraid of the power of the magic circle and did not dare to enter, they still roared at the door and waited with their black and yellow teeth.
In order to open the passage, I rushed to the door without saying a word. With my hands empty, I dodged one of the attacks. With my right hand, I quickly pulled out the machete from my waist. With a wave of my hand, I decisively chopped off the big head, spreading it.
A flower of blood.
The instinct to survive made everyone as fierce as if Lu Bu was possessed. Before I could stop, the three living dead next to me were immediately swarmed by a few guys from behind and beaten to the ground. The rest of the people ran out with their backpacks and luggage. Hu Wenfei
Without stopping, I rushed towards the right direction. I knew that he was going after the arsonist, so I didn't care about anything else at the moment and ran away. After chasing for more than ten meters, I saw a thin figure running wildly in the shadows of various houses. At that time
It was also because of the blessing that he drew his gun forward, his eyes, the gap, and his aim were instantly aligned.
boom!
As soon as the gunshot rang out, the black figure thirty meters away fell to the ground.
Hu Wenfei yelled "good marksmanship" and ran past me. I also felt strange, because I hadn't practiced much, and my marksmanship was very bad, but I never thought that my character would explode today. However, when I ran forward and took a look
When I was there, I was shocked to see that there was actually a person lying on the ground.
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