"Chala..." The flag of the Soul-Calling Flag suddenly cracked, and then the entire flag turned into strips of rags, in tatters.
"Wow..." Zhang Shoucheng vomited blood, his face turned pale, and he was depressed: "I have sacrificed a lot. I have lost all my family heirlooms. Yang Fei'er, tell me if it can be done."
Yang Feier shook her head and said: "It seems...it's still a little bit worse."
"Not yet? Do you want us all to join in?" Zhang Shoucheng turned to Zhao Lijun and the others with his red eyes: "Stop fucking hesitating, my boss has already joined, what are you thinking about?"
"I'm here. It's already this time. I can't do it without gambling." Zhao Lijun pulled out a small mahogany sword and stuck it on the ground. Then he looked at Li Qiuzi and said, "What do you say?"
"What else can I say? If I don't shed some blood, you will have to tear me alive." Li Qiuzi took out the soul-refining bone-devouring needle from Longhu Mountain and inserted it into the ground with his hand. He sighed and said, "You are all
Young Master of Maoshan and Tianshi Dao, I’m just the first disciple of the goddamn Dao. If you burn a magic weapon, I can still replace it. This is the only one I have with me. If it’s gone, it’s gone.”
"You can't let go of your child, but you can't trap the wolf. How can you just take a free ride without losing some blood? Come on, don't be polite and just give it a try."
At this time, it is obvious that you have to take a gamble. If you don’t gamble to catch the duck, you can still have a chance. If you don’t gamble, everything will be lost.
Li Qiuzi rolled his eyes. He was really in pain. As the first disciple of Longhu Mountain, the master only gave him this magic weapon when he came out of the mountain. If the soul refining needle was useless, he would return empty-handed from Lishan Mountain.
, if you return to Longhu Mountain, you will be thrown into the cold palace.
After a small mahogany sword and three soul refining needles were activated at the same time, the beam of light that rushed out from the ground suddenly lit up, and the "dong dong dong, dong dong dong" sound from the underground gradually became more frequent.
The Dao Qi in their bodies was sucked out so much that the five of them almost collapsed, their bodies were covered in sweat and their faces turned pale.
"Boom, boom, boom..." Muffled thunder appeared in the sky frequently, one after another.
"Crack!" On the dark clouds, a thick bolt of lightning slowly appeared in the clouds. Then, after brewing for an unknown period of time, the bolt of lightning suddenly struck straight downwards, straight into the pitch-black entrance of the cave.
At the same time, Longhu Mountain's soul refining needle and Zhao Lijun's peach wood sword all turned into countless fragments and scattered in the forest in an instant.
The formation eye of the Feng Shui array in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor was finally triggered after consuming four magical artifacts: Yang Gong's Feng Shui compass, Tianshi Taoism's soul summoning flag, Longhu Mountain's soul refining needle and Maoshan's peach wood sword.
"Tap, step, step, step..." Suddenly there was a series of sounds of footsteps hitting the ground, and the five people looked blankly at the unclear situation around them.
At this time, afterimages appeared quietly on the top of Lishan Mountain. Those afterimages gradually condensed into entities. These figures were all wearing uniform ancient armor, holding halberds, and lined up neatly from far to near.
Come forward.
The figures are groups of soldiers. All the soldiers have a strong yin energy in their bodies, with resolute faces and dull eyes.
"The Yin soldiers were passing by. Judging from their clothes, they should all belong to the soldiers of the Qin Dynasty." Zhao Lijun was suddenly shocked, and then quickly pulled the astonished Su He to lie on the ground and did not dare to look directly.
It is extremely rare for Yin soldiers to pass by and borrow the way. Throughout the ages, the absence of Yin soldiers has meant that something big will happen.
There are two situations when Yin soldiers cross the road. One is that the souls of soldiers who were buried after the death of ancient emperors are still there. After years of accumulation, they transformed into Yin soldiers. This is called Yin soldiers crossing the road.
There is also a situation where soldiers from the underworld go on patrol and then appear in the upper world. This is called the underworld soldiers borrowing their way.
No matter whether you are borrowing a road or passing by, people in the Yang world cannot look at each other with Yin soldiers, otherwise there will be great disaster.
The safest way is to lie on the ground without raising your head.
The passing team of Yin soldiers seemed to be a long dragon with no end visible. Thick crowds of people slowly passed by from the top of Lishan Mountain. The few people lying on the ground did not dare to raise their heads at all, and could only hear the continuous sound of neat footsteps.
Not far away, a figure hanging on the branches of an ancient tree quietly looked at the groups of Yin soldiers below without paying any attention.
"Huh!" Several Yin soldiers seemed to feel someone's eyes on them, and then they raised their heads and looked up at the ancient tree.
"Humph" the figure on the branch snorted softly and actually stared back.
"Ouch..." Several Yin soldiers felt as if they were provoked. They raised their halberds and let out a sharp roar from their mouths.
An invisible yin energy seeped out of the halberd and slowly spread towards the branches. The figure on the ancient tree was actually indifferent, and just raised his right hand as if to slap him out of thin air.
"Bang, bang." The two Yin soldiers suddenly slowed down their steps, and their bodies suddenly moved to the side. Then, before their bodies landed on the ground, they transformed into two masses of Yin energy and dissipated between the heaven and the earth.
"Hey, what the hell is going on? What are these shady soldiers doing? They're just passing by. We didn't interfere with them. They are acting like monsters." Zhang Shoucheng and the others who were lying on the ground were a little confused. They didn't know what happened just now.
What happened in an instant.
"Shut up, don't talk at this time to attract the Yin soldiers' attention to us," Zhao Lijun scolded and continued to lie on the ground obediently.
After an unknown amount of time, all the Yin soldiers passing by disappeared. At this time, the five people on the ground slowly raised their heads, and the top of Lishan Mountain was silent.
"This... is it over? Why is there nothing after the Yin soldiers passed by?"
As soon as the five people finished speaking, they suddenly found that the scene around them suddenly changed. The entire top of Lishan Mountain suddenly disappeared, the woods disappeared, and the birds and animals disappeared.
Instead, there were several people in a huge open space, and then an old figure wearing a robe, holding a Feng Shui compass in his hand, was pacing back and forth alone in the open space.
The old figure was very close to the five people, but both sides seemed to turn a blind eye. They couldn't see each other at all, and the figure even passed by them several times.
"This seems to be the projection of a mirage. We don't know where we are, and the figure doesn't look like a modern person. The robe he is wearing seems to be the clothes of the former Qin Dynasty." Zhao Lijun bravely took two steps forward.
, stretched out a hand and actually passed through the figure's body.
"Yes, it's a projection." Zhao Lijun waved and smiled: "I know what's going on. Come here. Follow him." The latest... Chapter n◎ on Cool Craftsman, Net ((0
Zhang Shoucheng and the others walked up to Zhao Lijun and stared blankly at the figure walking back and forth in the open space.