I have never seen a black light, without fuel or wick, just rooted on the cement floor at the entrance of the factory.
Following the guidance of the four elders of Yun Zong, twelve black lamps floated up from the ground.
I looked at it with horror and said, "What are you waiting for? Take action quickly. Didn't you see they are targeting you?"
"Don't worry, let them finish what they have to do." Jiuyang replied with interest: "I remember that there were eighteen soul-binding lamps in Yun Zong. Look, three souls and seven souls were divided into ten.
, one for physical luck, one for spiritual fire, one for qi and blood, and one for physique, so there are already fourteen."
"What's left is one for anger, one for destiny, one for seven emotions, and one for six desires. Based on this calculation, their soul-binding lamp is completely insufficient."
"It's a mess, it's all nothing."
Jiuyang said with a hateful expression: "The old bastard of Yunzong fought with me several times back then. Although he couldn't beat me, he was so good at playing the soul-binding lantern that it was difficult for people to guard against him."
"How did it get into the hands of the younger generation of disciples and become what it is now? It doesn't even have one-third of the power it had before."
Jiuyang sighed repeatedly: "Buddhism is like this, Yunchong is like this, Ziwei's lineage doesn't know..."
"It's not impossible, it's definitely the same." I continued: "You also said that more than 1,900 years have passed, and it is normal for the inheritance to be interrupted or changed."
"That seems to be the truth." Jiuyang rarely agreed with me and said: "By the way, you just said that the current Mistress of Ziwei Palace is blind. What's going on?"
"Ah? Did I say that?" I immediately denied: "I didn't say that. Really, you heard wrong."
I don't dare to tell Jiuyang about Ji Xuanqing's old romantic affairs.
This guy is the ancestor of Ziwei. He cares very much about the Ziwei lineage. If he knows the real reason why Xiao Xiuyan destroyed his eyesight, I'm afraid he will leave immediately and leave Lingxi to fend for itself. Quan will be regarded as Ziwei.
Descendants seek justice.
"If you don't tell me, I will know sooner or later." Jiuyang said indifferently: "Remember to owe me a favor."
I pretended to be deaf and turned a deaf ear.
On the other side, twelve black lamps rose higher and higher until they stopped on Jiuyang's chest.
The four Yunzong elders who were sitting cross-legged on the ground suddenly stood up and surrounded Jiuyang from the four directions of southeast, northwest and northwest.
There are three red threads as thin as hair in their hands, which are tied to the middle finger, ring finger and little finger respectively.
The corresponding ones are three black lamps, four people and twelve red wires, involving twelve lamps.
"Take three souls and one soul." Elder Yunzong, who was standing in the east position, gave the order, and the four of them pulled the red thread on their ring fingers together.
"boom."
The four black lights exploded, turning into thick black mist that enveloped Jiuyang's head.
"Extinguish the spirit fire." The elder of the Yun Sect in the south position moved backwards, and the red line on his finger suddenly tightened.
"Coagulate Qi and blood." Elder Yun Zong in the west position followed closely behind, the red line on his little finger fluctuating like water.
"Bengbeng."
Two more black lights exploded, and black mist penetrated Jiuyang's head and chest and disappeared.
I was so frightened by this horrific and bizarre scene that I exclaimed, "If you don't fight back, you'll have no chance."
"Where are you? The old eunuchs of Yun Zong back then were no match for me. How could they try to trap me with just a few of their incomplete soul-binding lamps?" Jiuyang looked sarcastic, Feng Qingyun said calmly: "
Look, let me tell you what comprehensive crushing means."
After the words fell, Jiuyang, who was standing on the spot, took a step forward.
Jiuyang took this step very slowly, and his outstretched right foot never touched the ground.
"Contain your body." The pupils of the elder Yun Zong in the north dilated, and the red thread tied to his little finger burned into ashes at an extremely fast speed.
"collapse."
The sixth black lamp shattered in response, and the black mist spewed out turned into a huge black net that wrapped around Jiuyang's legs.
