The Golden Stone and Giant Wood Formation, as the name suggests, is a formation composed of stones and trees.
If someone comes over and kicks rocks or trees, the formation will be broken immediately.
Time passes second by second.
Two minutes is very short.
Hei Wuchang holds a waving long flag and stands on the sky. In fact, he is less than ten centimeters above the ground. The vast universe in his eyes is completely a world of sand and sand.
To persist is to die!
There is still a chance of survival if you give up.
At this time, Hei Wuchang felt extremely conflicted.
"I can't believe you!" Hei Wuchang hoped that Tian Hong could give him a binding and tangible promise.
"This gold, stone, and giant wood formation evolved from the emperor's ghost-eating formation. From this, we can know that I was born in the emperor's family, so I naturally speak my word. I said that I will not kill you unless I kill you. Moreover,
As long as my body recovers, all the grudges between me and you will be wiped out!"
"But……"
"There are still two seconds left. Immediately lock yourself into the Soul-Calling Banner and hand over the skills to use the Soul-Calling Banner. If you don't obey, you will be immediately imprisoned in the Tower of Samsara and exiled to the vast void. Decide immediately!"
Tian Hong groaned secretly, because the person who came was actually Zhang Dali.
Zhang Dali had already seen Tian Hong. Seeing Tian Hong staring blankly at the sky and mumbling something, he couldn't help but walk faster and faster.
A world in a grain of sand, a thousand worlds, eternal reincarnation...
Hei Wuchang sighed and made no further pointless resistance. The dozens of feet long soul-calling flag was shrunk into a black triangular flag, and a ray of ghost jumped into it.
The moment Hei Wuchang's ghost entered the soul-calling flag, suddenly, the lava, the meteorite, and the endless void disappeared. He saw the deep woods, felt the cool breeze, and he also saw a
Mortals coming over in a hurry...
"Kid, how dare you deceive this messenger..." Hei Wuchang screamed wildly, turned around and rushed out towards the soul-calling banner. Unfortunately, this soul-calling banner is an ancient artifact. It is very wonderful. If the people outside do not cast spells, they will always be able to move forward.
Can't go out.
The setting of the Soul-Calling Banner is to prevent some powerful ghosts from forcibly breaking through the Soul-Calling Banner.
Precisely because of the special feature of the Soul-Calling Flag, even with Li Yuanba's bravery, he could not forcibly take away his broken soul inside the Soul-Calling Flag.
Hearing Hei Wuchang's unwilling howl in the void, a smile appeared on Tian Hong's lips, and he bent down to pick up the palm-sized black flag and a jet-black linear book that fell on the ground.
"Tian Hong, what did you get?" At this time, Zhang Dali kicked a stone away and walked up to Tian Hong.
"Nothing." Tian Hong put the order flag and books into his backpack, not bothering to explain to Zhang Dali.
"Oh...Tian Hong, I...I want to ask you to do you a favor..." Zhang Dali said.
"What?"
"Saturday night, you go to the playground..." Zhang Dali lowered his head and did not dare to look into Tian Hong's eyes.
"I won't go." Tian Hong answered simply. He didn't have time to care about messy things. Now that he had his broken ghost, he no longer had any worries and could practice the three souls and seven souls without restraint.
"Tian Hong, Liu Jian said, if you don't go, he said, he will beat me every time he sees me..." Zhang Dali's face turned red.
"There are so many of them that you can't beat them. Just don't come into contact with them."
"No...it's Liu Jian alone...I can't beat him...he, he...he is very powerful..."
"I'm sorry, I have something else to do." Tian Hong was too lazy to ramble and strode out of the woods. Now, he was eager to study the soul summoning flag and the secret book in his hand to see if he could get involved with Zhang Dali.
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"Tian Hong, just wait and see!" Looking at Tian Hong's disappearing back, Zhang Dali punched a tree trunk hard.
After eating and taking a shower, the dormitory was empty as everyone went out to do some activities.
For high school students, this is a brand new life, and no one will sleep in the dormitory.
It is this kind of environment that Tian Hong needs.
Opening the dark linear book, a few simple words seemed to be floating in the black clouds, as if they were alive, and seemed to be vaguely about to fly away.
This book is very simple and is divided into two parts. The first part mainly introduces some methods of using the soul-summoning flags, and the second half is a method of cultivating the souls collected by the soul-summoning flags.
The text of the book is very suitable to Tian Hong's taste, and it is easy to understand. In less than half an hour, Tian Hong has a clear understanding of how to use the soul-calling flag.
This soul-calling banner is actually an advanced formation refined by ancient gods. It has the same purpose as One Sand and One World. The only difference is that compared with the real One Sand and One World, this soul-calling banner is much weaker. The main reason is that
It mainly focuses on the soul of Kuna, and there are not many changes.
The most powerful ability of the soul-calling flag is that it can imprison living souls, retract and release them freely, and it can smelt the living souls into formations.
Close the book, take out the black command flag, recite a spell, and communicate with the soul of Hei Wuchang.
"Despicable kid, if Mr. Fan gets out, he will definitely cut you into pieces and make you go up the knife mountain and into the frying pan!" Hei Wuchang knew that he had been deceived and was indignant. After Wada Hong's mental power connected, he immediately
Swearing loudly.
"Hei Wuchang, your soul is a great tonic. Don't force me to refine you into elixirs to replenish your body, huh!" Tian Hong said coldly.
"You..." Hei Wuchang forced his mouth shut. At this time, he was a man with a knife and a fish.
"I'm asking you now, you answer honestly, otherwise..."
"You tricked me into finding this soul-calling flag. I have no intention of returning alive. If I want to kill him, I'll do whatever I want."
"No, what I said is still valid. As long as you cooperate honestly, when my body recovers, that is when you will be free. At that time, I will release your soul and return you the soul-calling banner. I say it exactly.
, one word and nine cauldrons!"
"Really?" Hei Wuchang showed a hint of hope again on his face.
"Really!" Tian Hong said with certainty.
"You ask." Hei Wuchang's desire to survive arose again.
"My king's remnant soul is not in the soul-summoning flag. Where was it?" Tian Hong just checked the soul-summoning flag. Although there were countless lonely ghosts in the soul-summoning flag, there was no remaining soul of him.
"The Emperor Yin and King Yama of the Tenth Palace were afraid that you would snatch it away, so they suppressed the remnant soul under the eighteen levels of hell." Hei Wuchang thought for a moment and replied.
"Hmph, eighteen levels of hell!"
Tian Hong snorted coldly and said nothing, and began to think about countermeasures. Obviously, it is unrealistic to go to the eighteenth level of hell to snatch the soul. Perhaps, the Yin Emperor and the Tenth Palace of Hell just want him to forcefully break into the tenth level.
Eight levels of hell.
The Eighteenth Level of Hell has always been a mystery in the mortal world. Although there are various legends about the Eighteenth Level of Hell, no one has ever truly experienced the pain of the Eighteenth Level of Hell.
Among the magic weapons in the Eighteen Levels of Hell, Tian Hong had only experienced the Evil Mirror Platform, and Tian Hong also felt incredible about the magical power that revealed every detail of his past and present lives.
Obviously, it is simply impossible to reach the eighteenth level of hell with the current weak body.
"What happened to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?" Tian Hong was most afraid of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
"I don't know. It is said that he went to the West."
"Xitian..." Tian Hong's heart skipped an inexplicable beat.
"Fan has a humble status and does not know the whereabouts of the Bodhisattva. He is just guessing."
"Well, go."
"Fan has something to ask of me."
"explain."
"The second part of the Soul-Calling Banner is a practice of eating ghosts, which is harmful to the heaven and earth. Moreover, the ghosts imprisoned by the Soul-Calling Banner will not be punished until death. After going to the eighteenth level of hell and experiencing the suffering of reincarnation, they have to be reincarnated and return to the world. I hope brother
Taiwan has the virtue of a happy life..."
"I know." Tian Hong said impatiently.
"Brother, although this soul-calling flag is an ancient artifact, its magic power is meager and limited. Apart from the ability to capture souls, it has no other function. Brother, you can tear the flag apart with only your physical body. This shows that brother has great magical powers..."
"Okay, I promise you, as long as you cooperate with me to recover your physical body, I will treat you favorably, go!"
"I'll take my leave, villain." Hei Wuchang was overjoyed, and his soul hid in the soul-calling flag.
"Dong dong..."
"Dong dong..."
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Just when Hei Wuchang had just left, the dormitory door rang.
"Come in."
"Tian Hong, are you feeling better?" Cao Qinqin walked in with a bag of fruit in her hand and a sneaky expression.
"Well, it's okay." Tian Hong touched the gauze on his head. The wound had scabbed over. It was extremely itchy, but he couldn't scratch it. He felt very uncomfortable.
"Does it hurt?" Cao Qinqin sat next to Tian Hong distressedly and gently stroked Tian Hong's head, which was wrapped in gauze.
"It's a little itchy."
"I'll help you catch him."
"oh."
The two of them had a passionate kiss last time, and seemed to have a tacit understanding. Tian Hong was half-lying on the bed, leaning on his back. Cao Qinqin pinched the gauze very carefully, with moderate force, although it was a little scratchy.
It tastes very different, but it is indeed much more comfortable.
The room was so quiet that you could hear a needle drop, and you could hear the breathing of the two people clearly.
At this time, Tian Hong began to look at the beautiful woman next to him. It was obvious that Cao Qinqin had been specially decorated today. She was wearing a black suspender belt and a short skirt, and her white skin looked particularly dazzling.
Because Cao Qinqin was sitting, her short skirt, which was already about 20 centimeters above her knees, shrunk up by at least ten centimeters, revealing two-thirds of her snow-white thighs, which were round and tender, and her rounded knees were slender and well-proportioned.
The calves. The insteps of the feet wearing high heels are thin, white, and tender. Even though they are wearing transparent thin stockings, you can still feel how delicate and smooth the skin is.
Tian Hong felt that a natural virgin fragrance emanating from a young girl poured into his nose. For a moment, his consciousness was a little confused.
Compared with the young high school girls, Cao Qinqin has a more mature feminine flavor, which is the most attractive to Tian Hong, who is still in love.
Compared with Murong Xue and Liu Ruyan, Cao Qinqin looked downright generous, which made Tian Hong feel good.
"What are you looking at?" Cao Qinqin cursed when she saw Tian Hong staring at her long legs.
"Look at the legs." Tian Hong's answer is always direct.
"Ahem...what's there to see..." Even with Cao Qinqin's generosity, she was a little unable to resist, her face suddenly turned red with embarrassment, and she said in a weak voice.
"I don't know, I like to look at it." Tian Hong stared blankly at the delicate skin. He had a desire to get close to her. He didn't understand why he had such thoughts.
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ps: There is one more chapter before 12 o'clock, don't vote red! dd