Lying flat on my back, I felt calm in my ears. The passion and excitement that had been burning my blood just now had receded like the tide.
I took a deep breath to fill my lungs with oxygen. However, I soon found that my breathing began to become a little difficult. The air was thin, as if I was in a narrow and closed area. I moved, and there was a sound coming from above my body.
The severe pain caused my mind to be basically occupied by the pain reflex arc, making me unable to think.
I frowned and thought for a long time before I remembered that I was afraid that that guy Min Mo had opened the magic circle and was sent to another place, so that was why I was like this - it was just the place I was in, could it be that
Is it the hanging coffin we encountered when we rescued Zhang Jingru before? - Judging from the various situations I am facing now, I am almost certain that it is.
I haven't recovered from the previous fierce battle. One second I was still fighting passionately, but the next second, I appeared here, with my limbs nailed and locked in the hanging coffin, unable to move.
This situation was so weird that it gave me a chill in my heart.
I thought of the little demon again. She seemed to have been following me in the waterway just now. Did she come with me now?
I couldn't move my whole body, and there was a sharp pain. I could only shout in a voice slightly thicker than a mosquito: "Little demon, little demon, are you there?"
I shouted several times in succession, but there was no response. This deathly silence made me feel uncomfortable. My mood sank little by little, and I felt that the end of the world was about to come. After being depressed for a few minutes, I suddenly bit
I licked the tip of my tongue and suddenly woke up - what happened to me? How could I become so depressed? Am I still the same Lu Zuo who never gives up when faced with difficulties and never gives up until death?
I didn't dare to think carefully. The weakness caused by blood loss made my consciousness activities extremely slow. I quickly recited the nine-character mantra several times, then visualized the method of "Inner Lion Seal" in my mind, and then shouted lowly in my mouth.
"Talk"!
As soon as this statement came out, it contained the meaning of "the spiritual power of all things, I can contact it", and it immediately permeated my whole body, and unreasonable will and strength filled my body and spirit.
When the shrine returned to clarity, I discovered that the "hanging coffin" I was in had a gloomy atmosphere. It enveloped everything in this space, making it impossible for the people inside to communicate and explore with the outside world.
And he tried to control my emotions and swallowed my consciousness.
It is not radical, it is just cautiously testing, so it is difficult to detect.
This was the main reason why I was so depressed. After knowing all this, my limbs were nailed and my whole body was unable to move. I began to condense my consciousness.
I usually have arms and legs, but even if I can distract myself, I can't concentrate. But now I am desperate for survival. Only by concentrating highly can I fight against this aura. The struggle in the spiritual world has nothing to do with the physical ability.
The strength has nothing to do with it. The only thing that compares is will. Let your strong self-confidence and winning spirit rise, as well as the undefeated belief that can withstand all mental shocks. Grit your teeth and fight to the death.
I can't describe the situation at that time. The time seemed like hundreds of millions of years, but the reality was just a blink of an eye. When my head was about to explode, the breath finally faded and disappeared.
I quickly thought about ways to save myself. Soon, I thought of a way. I closed my eyes and began to try to establish communication with the fat insect, visualize its world, and guide it to me.
I am actually a little uneasy about this method. After all, in this weird formation, it is common for consciousness to be blocked. If I can't contact Fatty, I'm afraid I will bleed here and wait silently.
Dead. But maybe it was God's favor, or maybe it was because Fat Chongzi and I were one and the same. This kind of communication seemed to be able to span space, so after a while of visualizing, I contacted Fat Chongzi.
This guy was still living in the body of the little horned dragon, and there was nothing but flesh and blood in his field of vision. Soon, I communicated my situation to it. When the fat bug heard this, he didn’t pause for a second, and bowed his body.
The little horned dragon flew in the direction of my consciousness.
It passed several rooms and finally came to a tightly locked door with no holes for entry or exit.
The fat bug circled around for a while, and it finally decided to give up the body of the little horned dragon anxiously. It chewed up the little dragon's brain in a few mouthfuls, then flew out and slid in through the gap in the stone door. I
I felt that the fat bug was not far away from me, so I cut off contact with it and let my highly tense nerves relax.
I started to take a deep breath and slowly exhaled the waste gas in my lungs, little by little, little by little...
Less than a minute later, there was a little more light in the dark space. I stared at this light and found that it was naturally emitted from the fat insect, and it had a calming effect.
The appearance of this little guy finally calmed me down. I looked at the top of my head through the light and found that I was indeed in a hanging coffin. On the lid of the top of my head, a statue of a god with three heads and six arms and an angry look was painted in a simple and superb way. This
The thing is Mahakala, the terrifying evil god worshiped and revered by the Evil Spirit Cult. It is said that it can destroy the world and give birth to all things.
The face facing me was its face. I stared at its eyes carefully and felt that it was shining with light and lifelike, as if it was overlooking me, with boundless divine power spreading.
As soon as the fat bug appeared, a thread-like mist appeared all over its body.
These rays of light were like substance, and began to wrap around my body, especially the wounds on my limbs that were nailed by wooden nails. They were like cocoons, wrapped tightly without leaving any gaps. In the absolute tranquility,
In addition to my heartbeat and breathing, I also heard a few crisp sounds. When I raised my head a little, I felt that the fixed collars locked around my neck, waist and ankles had been untied by Fat Worm.
The golden light was as warm as the winter sun. As this dim golden light spread, the big Krishna statue on the top of the coffin gradually faded and disappeared. The pain in my body also began to slowly decrease, from the point of making people to crazy to sharp.
The level of screaming gradually became acceptable.
And in this gentle rhythm, I felt that the wooden nails nailed to my limbs suddenly loosened, and the fat bugs took them out. The flesh and blood came into contact with the air, and a burning pain suddenly appeared. If I hadn't held back, I would have been afraid.
Call it out yourself.
The fat bug disappeared and penetrated into my body, but the dark golden light on the surface of the body still lingered around the wound.
I took a deep breath and felt a trace of strength rushing back into my body. Although the pain was still there and the scars all over my body were still there, it was much improved compared to before. The lid of the hanging coffin had been fattened.
The bug was pried open, and I pushed it away to reveal a hole. Then I sat up straight and looked around, but I saw that this was a huge stone hall, and I couldn't see the edge. What I saw in my field of vision was densely packed.
There are dozens of bottles, hundreds of bottles, or more hanging coffins, which are too much to take in at a glance.
They are all like the hanging coffin I am in, hanging out of thin air, one meter above the ground - camphor wood, black mountain lacquer, and the ever-burning lamp as dark as a bean on each hanging coffin, all make the whole atmosphere
It's rendered in a spooky and terrifying way, as if it's not like the human world.
I stared blankly at this place for half a minute, then something moved in my mind. I looked up and saw a huge stone door to the west, starting to move slowly - someone was coming, and I didn't know whether it was an enemy or a friend.
I was wary. In my current situation, my friends were fine, but if they were enemies, I was afraid that I would be in danger. After thinking quickly, I managed to stand up, fell to the ground, and gritted my teeth to level the coffin lid.
Then I hid behind a load-bearing pillar. Just as I hid myself, I heard footsteps coming from the west, and the stone door was heavily locked.
I was in shock and felt very depressed, as if something had been missed.
I looked around and saw the coffin I just jumped out of, and my heart was shocked - on top of all the hanging coffins, there was a long bright lamp as dark as a bean, illuminating the hall dimly and transparently, except for the one I just had.
Where it comes out, there is none.
However, the footsteps were getting closer and I didn't have time to light the fire. I had already heard the conversation, so I tried to calm down my mood and listened carefully.
There were three people coming, and one of them had the loudest voice, as sharp as if someone had strangled his neck: "What should I do? Senior brother was stabbed to death by that bastard from Maoshan Mountain with a sword! Master from Wan Gu Erosion
After escaping from the Immortal Pond, the formation outside is facing another attack led by Chen Laomo, little junior sister, what should we do now?"
A chilling voice sounded: "Why are you panicking? This formation was carefully arranged by the master, specifically targeting Old Demon Chen. How can it be so easy to crack? Besides, what if it is captured? As long as the master is here, you can
What are you afraid of? If the sky falls, he will be able to hold it up."
This voice belongs to Wang Shanqing. In front of outsiders and Min Mo, this woman is delicate and charming, but in private, she is as cold as ice.
I straightened my legs and tried to regain my strength. Suddenly I heard Xiaolan, whom I had never seen before, say: "Sister Qing, Lord Min Mo has become like this. Is he still a human being?"
Xiaolan's words made Wang Shanqing's tone become even more gloomy: "Zhang Junlan, just do your job well. If you ask too many questions, your mother and your brother will be in more danger. Master, he just wants to quickly regain his strength. Fortunately,
This is only possible because Little Buddha played a role in his plan. When he comes to the new world, he will be a god. You must never mention this again. If Master hears it, you are really finished - you, Xiao Zhang
Hei, hurry up and check the Chaos Ten Thousand Coffins Formation to see if Nazun's ever-burning lamp is the brightest! Master just sent word that Lu Zuo was brought here by him, and restrained him, maybe we can fight with Mr. Chen