"Pfft", the full moon scimitar seemed to cut through the sky, and the sudden knife swept across the old man's neck.
No blood came out, but a finger-deep incision was revealed. Half of Huang Shigong's head suddenly drooped and hung to the ground. His empty eyes lost their luster and slowly closed, and then his body fell to the ground with a "thud".
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In the tomb, breathing was rapid, and several people looked at the corpse on the ground in silence. When they first entered, the old man's corpse seemed to be asleep and could not see whether it was life or death, but at this time, Xiang Que's sword penetrated the chest and was smoked.
After Miss Er cut her throat with a knife, the "corpse" immediately began to dry up quickly, like a flower withering quickly after autumn. After a while, the "corpse" was only skin and bones, and only wore a Taoist robe.
Wrapped around the body.
Xiang Que frowned, and Kong Dejing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked softly: "Are you dead?"
Lai Benliu came over and looked down at the corpse on the ground, and said: "It shouldn't be that easy, and I can't say whether he is dead or not. He is not alive in this world. I don't know if the soul in his body is gone."
"Whoa!" The six war spirits came out of his body, and Xiang Que was stunned. The war spirits looked extremely languid, as if they had been drained of energy, and their body was dim as if they were about to dissipate at any time. He shook his head.
The fighting spirit of the long sword in his hand quickly returned to the sword.
Xiang Que turned around and walked to the blocked cave entrance, swung his sword fiercely and looked at the collapsed place: "Hurry up, dig this place out with all your strength..."
The sword slashed out, causing rubble to fly everywhere, and the long sword carved a long gash in the boulder like cutting tofu.
Lai Benliu asked in surprise: "What's wrong?"
Xiang Que said without looking back: "The old man was brought back to life by a ray of soul. We just killed his physical body. The fighting soul in my sword just disappeared. How could his soul be destroyed?"
Destroyed? Before his soul comes out, we quickly find a way out..."
"Xiang Que!"
Before he could finish his sentence, Lai Benliu screamed: "Get away, get out of the way!"
Xiang Que reacted extremely quickly and kicked off the stone in front of him with his right foot, and moved quickly to the left. After he stood firm, he suddenly turned around and found a shadow that seemed to be ethereal floating in the air in front of the cave door.
The figure floated quietly and soundlessly, and was very similar to the corpse of the old man on the ground. However, the eyes of this figure were no longer empty and emotionless, but revealed an expression of indifference.
"Boom!" There was a loud buzz in the heads of several people at the same time. The effort they had spent for a long time just ended in a useless body. This ray of soul was the real owner.
"Whoa!" The soul of the old man suddenly raised his hand gently, and Xiang Queren flew towards him uncontrollably as if he was being pulled by an invisible rope.
Xiang Que stared and was almost scared out of his wits. He forced himself to concentrate, bit his tongue with his teeth, and a mouthful of blood burst out and he spurted it out, instantly raising his strength to its peak.
"Open it!" veins popped up on Xiang Que's forehead, and his face turned red from suppressing it.
After he felt that his body that had just been out of control had regained a little control, he pointed a finger on his eyebrows: "Three souls will fall forever, and the soul will be lost... Taishang Laojun is as anxious as the law."
Xiang Que's body froze in the air, and he paused. Then he swung his long sword and swiped at it. The old man on the edge stretched out two fingers expressionlessly and flicked it.
"Ding" The sword in Xiang Que's hand immediately flew out of his right hand, and he also fell to the ground with a "clack".
"Senior, we have no intention of offending you, and we hope you can be more generous and let us go." Xiang Que bowed his hands and gritted his teeth and said, "We have been blinded by a trace of greed. We should not be greedy for that heavenly book. Please, please
If you want to care about this matter, let us go.”
There is no expression on the old man's soul, just like a projection, always floating quietly in the air.
Seeing that he was silent, Xiang Que reached out to call back his sword and swung it again to look at the boulder at the entrance of the cave. Unexpectedly, he had just struck it with the sword and the old man on the wall stretched out his hand towards him again. This time, Xiang Que had taken precautions and dodged away.
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"I respect you as a senior of the Taoist sect, but don't bully us too much." After Xiang Que said angrily, he pointed the tip of his sword at the old man in the village and shouted: "You have been dead for more than two thousand years, and you are just a wisp of remnants.
Soul, do you really think we can't fight you? Today I will let you see what it means that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. You were beaten to death on the beach by us."
Xiang Que clasped his hands together and let out a long roar: "Disciple Xiang Que of Gujing Temple respectfully invites our ancestors to come forward..."
"Whoa" Xiang Que's body trembled for a while, and the divine fighting technique summoned the ancestor of Gujingguan. He himself couldn't fight Huang Shigong from more than two thousand years ago, but he really didn't believe that the ancestor of Gujingguan couldn't stop him.
But Xiang Que just trembled and suddenly looked confused.
"How...how did this happen..."
God's Fight, invite the gods to take over. Every time Xiang Que casts a spell, he will lose his mind and body and be taken over by the Patriarch. But this time after he cast the God's Fight, he found that he was still himself.
"Master Patriarch, where have you been?" Xiang Que was confused and groaned.
An expression of sneer suddenly appeared on the face of the old man Fu Jing Fubo, but no one saw this scene.
"Gudu" Lai Benliu swallowed and looked down at the compass in his hand. The pointer on the compass almost turned into an afterimage and the rotating pointer could not be seen clearly. The compass can detect yin. The heavier the yin energy, the faster it rotates.
, now the pointer on the compass in his hand has completely rotated so that no one can see it.
"Meeting the Lord of Hell, that's all." Lai Benliu's face almost drooped to his crotch.
The yin energy is surging and has reached its extreme level.
Xiang Que didn't expect that his use of the Divine Fighting Technique was completely ineffective, and he couldn't summon the Patriarch at all. He had never encountered this situation before, and had never even heard of it.
The girl Xun'er opposite suddenly said: "Someone should have separated the area where we are from the outside world... The old man on the wall did not know what magic he used to completely isolate us from the outside world."
After hearing this, Kong Dejing held a bamboo slip in her hand and tried to arouse the spirit of Confucius' holy way. Sure enough, the bamboo slip had no response. Xiang Que tried to arouse the mark of the underworld on his forehead to open the passage to the underworld, but still to no avail.
"Wow!" At this time, all the people in the tomb were in a numb state, and they were completely trapped here.
The body of the old man floating quietly in mid-air suddenly moved. He stretched out his hands and made a slight movement, and all five people were suddenly sucked in by a huge force.
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