Chapter 22 The mysterious shadow of the mountain god suddenly appears
Zhi Kaizhen suddenly turned around and saw no one. The door seemed to have been blown away by a sudden strong wind.
He jumped to the door, stretched out his hand, and tried to open the door, but did not touch the latch.
The entire door suddenly turned into a cold and hard rock, connected with the surrounding stone walls, and could not be pushed open for a while.
The ancestral hall was completely closed, cutting off the sound of the howling wind and rain outside. The surroundings became silent, and only the slight rising and falling breathing of Shikarizama himself could be heard, and a faint breath came from behind.
Zikari turned around suddenly, pressed his back against the stone wall, and cast his eyes in the direction of the sound of breathing. On the bluestone incense table directly opposite, a vague figure suddenly appeared, with his limbs spread out, lying motionless, as if dedicated to
Sacrifice to the mountain god.
Is it Kong Hao Lie? Zhikarizhen's heart skipped a beat. This figure was tall and burly, very similar to Kong Hao Lie, but the other person's profile was hidden in the darkness and could not be seen clearly for a while.
The Jie Hui Sword jumped out of Jiang Palace. Zhi Shou Zhen held the sword in his hand and plundered the incense table without hesitation.
The gray shadow of the sword drew a startling arc in mid-air, stopped suddenly in front of the incense table. The figure disappeared strangely, and the sky above the incense table was empty, as if Zhikari had just seen it wrong.
Zhikarizhen's eyes slowly scanned the surroundings. He was still the only one in the ancestral hall. However, the sound of breathing continued, vague and erratic, and it was difficult to distinguish the direction from which the sound came.
Zhikari listened attentively for a moment, but still found nothing. He pondered for a moment, and quietly spit out his thoughts, intertwining into an invisible spider web of thoughts, covering the entire ancestral hall.
Suddenly, his body flashed and he rushed to a stone wall. In addition to Jia Chongsheng and his son, there was a figure in the mural, with a vague face, tall and burly, lying in the deep heart of the mountain, breathing faintly.
The ground seeps out.
On the mountain, there happened to be a scene carved with Jia Chongsheng and his three men looking down, as if they had also seen the figure hidden deep in the mountain.
Zhikarizhen stared at the figure without blinking, locking the opponent tightly with the Tribulation Gray Sword, ready to attack. If the figure is not Kong Haolie, then it must be related to evil spirits, and must be eliminated quickly. If it is really Kong Haolie,
He has probably been controlled by evil spirits, and he must strike first, otherwise if Kong Haolie's strength turns against him, he will suffer the consequences.
The figure suddenly moved, and its body began to expand, like a constantly spreading mist, with its limbs, chest and back.
Extending to all sides, the entire mountain gradually transformed into his huge body, while Jia Chongsheng and the other two stood there
on it.
Mountain God! This word jumped out of Zikari's heart.
The huge figure turned sideways slightly, turned his head little by little, and looked at Shikari Makoto, and the outline of his face gradually became clearer.
This is Kong Haolie’s face!
At the same time, the three Jia family members on the mountain seemed to be alive. They suddenly turned their faces and looked at Zhikarizhen, with a mysterious light shining in their eyes.
The gray shadow of the sword flashed suddenly, and Zhi Shouzhen's calamity gray sword struck boldly, hitting the stone wall.
The hard stone wall cracked silently, the figures on the murals collapsed one after another, and dust and stone chips filled the air. Suddenly, a powerful and evil force surged out from the cracked stone wall, absorbing the Jie Hui Sword and moving along the sword's body.
It extends towards Zhikarizhen, as if he is going to be dragged into the stone wall with his sword.
Zhi Kaizhen felt a shiver in his heart. He grasped the Jie Hui Sword tightly and tried his best to move back, trying to get rid of the evil suction.
"Bang -" The door of the ancestral hall was suddenly knocked open, and light came in. "Why did you come here blindly? Didn't I tell you to stop running around? What are you doing standing there, not leaving?" Kong Haolie stood at the door.
, shouted to Zhikarizhen.
Dozens of feet away, densely packed torches lit up, and figures flashed. The Jia family and his son led a large number of servants, and guards swarmed in, shouting and chasing Kong Haolie: "The ancestor's sacred treasure is missing, it must be him
Stolen!" "Catch the thief and find the sacred treasure of the village!" "Don't leave, thief, and hand over the treasure of the villa quickly!"
Zhikarizhen was slightly startled. The evil suction coming from the Tribulation Gray Sword relaxed at this moment and dissipated invisible. The cracks on the stone wall began to close, and the ruined carvings slowly emerged again.
"Follow me! Be smart and don't let them get trapped!" Kong Haolie turned around, and the Jiehui knife wheel silently swept out of the middle Dantian, spinning at high speed in mid-air, and chopped the first strong guard into pieces.
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Blood splashed and turned into gray dust in the air. The next moment, the two split halves of the guard's body also turned into pieces of ashes, flying and scattering.
Zhi Shou had no time to think carefully about the strangeness of the stone wall. He jumped up and followed Kong Haolie out of the ancestral hall and fled towards the back cliff.
While Kong Haolie was running and plundering, he controlled the Gray Robbery Wheel to intercept and kill the pursuers of the villa behind him, while paying attention to the safety of his son. Although these people were only proficient in force, there were too many of them. Once surrounded by them, they would not care about their lives.
Stalking him to death, even with Kong Zhen Xinyue's cultivation level, he may not be able to stop it.
In the violent howling wind and rain, the gray knife wheel flew past, turned, and bounced, and the bodies of the guards and servants were ruthlessly torn apart and destroyed.
Zhikarizhen waved the Gray Tribulation Sword, and the shadow of the sword was erratic and agile, turning into bits of dust and scattering to both sides. The courtyard on the side seemed to be deserted and deserted, but at this moment, individual figures appeared one after another, shouting and surrounding them. Their number
There were too many of them, and they rushed out of every house in an endless stream, seemingly endlessly killing them.
"Thieves! Our Shenri Villa is kind enough to entertain you, but you are so ambitious that you stole the most precious treasure of my Villa!" Among the crowd in the distance, Jia Chong shouted angrily, his kind-hearted face full of ferocious looks, and the hollow of an incense burner.
The shadow flew out from his middle dantian, swelled up in the wind, and turned into a huge three-legged bronze incense burner, roaring towards the sky.
Jia Chongsheng is surprisingly also a Xianyue-level monk!
Zhikarizhen's eyes flashed, and the style of this three-legged bronze incense burner was exactly the same as the incense burners in mountain temples and ancestral halls.
Kong Haolie's running figure suddenly stagnated, as if he was caught in the air by the incense burner, unable to move. Then, the Jie Hui knife wheel spun rapidly and hit the incense burner sharply. There was a muffled "bang" sound, and the incense burner was knocked down.
After the collision, the Jiehui Blade Wheel fell downwards, but drew a rotating arc in the middle, killing several approaching guards one after another.
"Did you take their treasures?" Zhikarizhen asked tentatively.
"So what if you take it, so what if you don't take it?" Kong Haolie replied solemnly without looking back, "If you don't kill evil spirits, you just hide here and eat and wait to die. How can such a thing deserve to have a divine treasure?
?Be careful!”
The road suddenly came to an end, with a steep cliff ahead and a dark darkness below. Zhikari really slowed down and looked back. The road he came from had been flooded by guards and servants rushing towards him like a tide.