This makes sense, why this guy obviously has Qi but never uses it. He just uses the magic weapon to passively defend against all this. He himself is the last line of defense for this knife, retaining the maximum amount of Qi and flesh and blood, in order to
At this time, blood sacrifice is performed.
As for why I didn't do it from the beginning.
Don’t underestimate the company! Especially its efforts in small life!
Others may forget the pain over time and become flattered, but in various sects where the inheritance has not been cut off, that past event can be said to be unforgettable.
On his way there, Su Ming picked off a few heads as souvenirs, and rushed to Mr. Liu's side in the dust.
Before he could say anything, his head rolled to the ground. The blood stains on his body made him look even more embarrassed. Su Ming looked at him anxiously, "Sir, sir."
"You are using the method of blood sacrifice, right?"
"Teach me! Teach me!"
His tone was strong and anxious, and he pointed at Wang Zhenqiu and Wang Zhenqiu who had obviously gained the upper hand over there, and then glanced uneasily at the Quan Xing behind him who were still following him without giving up.
"Teach me, I can't get out of here today no matter what, instead of doing this."
"Why don't you use this body of flesh and blood to curse that bastard Wang Zhenqiu!"
"It's all him, it's all because of him!"
"I want to make this guy unable to live or die!"
His eyes were filled with resentment. He had killed so many people and watched so many dramas, including those from the business and political elites, as well as that bitch like Wang Zhenqiu. He just learned a little bit and it was enough.
And his words can be said to have spoken from the heart of this little life.
No one wants to die. If there is hope of living, how can he be willing to sacrifice himself?
But in this situation, if he doesn't sacrifice, he won't die alone, but everyone who has a relationship with him will die!
It's all because of that Wang Zhenqiu, and it's all thanks to him!
Not only do you lie to your own feelings, but you also cheat with a knife!
It's also because of him that my legs are still weak now.
He took a deep look at Su Ming, took a deep breath, then threw out something like a pamphlet and spoke in the worst Chinese, "Wo, cheese rice once!"
After speaking, he pointed at himself and motioned Su Ming to watch and study hard.
The steps in the booklet are not difficult. The first step is to draw those weird patterns on yourself with blood. The second step is to draw the same pattern as the magic circle on the ground. The third step is to stand in the magic circle and recite the mantras and do some
Cult-like actions.
Of course, the most important thing is the line of Xingqi. There is no communication in the alien world, which is the network line between all the forces of heaven and earth. The two lines of Xingqi of personal ascension and collective ascension are recorded on it.
Su Ming even took out his mobile phone and started recording to ensure that he would not fall into the "Ma Mei Mei" dilemma.
As for the tunnel this guy built, just kick him away once you've learned enough. It won't be a big problem.
While thinking about it, Xiao Tian had already started his performance, putting his body into some postures that made people feel weird just by looking at them. If he only had the booklet and no guidance, he might not be able to do it.
The pattern on the body is like an earthworm looking for its mother, with twists and turns that make people confused. Su Ming doesn't dare to blink. Fortunately, this step is not long. It seems that this guy is quite familiar and has already prepared for him.
He was prepared for this day, or in other words, he had been preparing for this moment from the beginning.
When he stood in the magic circle drawn on the ground, Su Ming suddenly discovered that every word that came out of this guy's mouth was in extremely clear Chinese!
"With my body of flesh and blood, I invite the Lord of Five Powers, the Holy God of Jiuyou, and the Great Dharma King of Yuansha to lead the road to the underworld and open the Fengdu Gate to obtain the power of Jiuyou."
Just in the middle of the sentence, a strong wind suddenly blew up, and countless pieces of flesh and blood were rolled up on the battlefield that had been beaten into a wilderness.
It's just that the hot wind in these dog days made Su Ming feel a little cold.
And the expression on Xiao Ri's face gradually became crazy, and his raised hands suddenly inserted into his own eyeballs and stirred them.
"Open the evil door and save my soldiers!"
As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely strange scene happened.
A drop of blood was supposed to drip slowly along his arm, but now it flew up uncontrollably, as if there was some force pulling it, and it slowly became illusory until it disappeared into the void.
Then the second drop, the third drop
The flesh and blood began to fall off piece by piece, and then the bones, and you could even see a gray shadow being pulled upwards together.
It wasn't that Su Ming didn't want to stop it, but he found that he had no way to get close. From the moment the ceremony ended, this was already the evil god's dining table.
And as his flesh and blood disappeared, the shadow of a giant black door suddenly appeared on the vast battlefield. It was majestic, but evil.
It really seems to be the gate to hell!
The kind of thing that leaks out inadvertently makes it difficult for everyone to look directly at it. The weaker ones may even have bloodshot eyes after just taking a glance at it, and they may go blind if they look at it for even half a second.
Su Ming was not relaxed either. He saw blood flowing out before his eyes. Everyone was the same as him.
The battlefield finally ushered in a short break under the pressure of the Gate of Hell. Both Quan Xing and the two temporary workers looked at this side.
Because it is so shocking, nightmares may not be as scary as they are now.
The "physical ascension" of flesh and blood in my childhood is still going on, and it is getting faster and faster. Every piece of flesh and blood opens it up a little, and no bit of it is wasted.
Now half of the body has opened a gap in the door. Countless people want to see through the gap, but all they get is endless black mist.
Until that complete head clearly appeared during the ascension process. Teeth marks?
Su Ming shook his head violently, hoping that he had seen it wrong, but he was the closest to Mr. Liu, less than two meters away, so how could he have seen it wrong?
There are more and more teeth marks on the skull. They don't look like human ones. They are small, but extremely dense!
He saw it in another place!
The last time he returned from the Ghost Mountain, he was defeated. When he returned to the village, it was already nightfall. There was a corpse that Su Ming didn't bother to take care of because his leg was lame. However, the second before entering the village, he was swept away by the black mist of Dayan World.
erosion!
Only half of the skull was left in the village, and the marks on it were exactly the same as now!
His mind was buzzing, maybe there is some connection between this world and the world of Dayan!
It was doubtful that his power of incense could be used in this world. At that time, he only attributed it to the power of Golden Finger. Later, when Shen Chong was able to take away his original power, he attributed it to the fact that he was one of two worlds.
The transfer station belongs to two worlds. I never thought that the two worlds would be even remotely connected. After all, they are too different.
But now
But before he had time to think about it, he saw the door to hell opening!
The diffuse black mist covered the sky and the sun, and as the flesh and blood of that little day were completely consumed, the gate of hell finally stopped with a harsh friction sound.
The door is very grand, but the gap opened at this time is not large and can only accommodate one person to pass through.
The next second, a thin body rushed out first, but he looked a little embarrassed, as if he had gone through countless hardships to get here.
The classic samurai attire of the young days, with a slender samurai sword hanging on his waist. He chose to draw the sword the first second he came out, and then looked at everyone warily.
The pattern on the blade is almost exactly the same as the one on the Zhi Wan, but there are no rust or mottled traces of time. Perhaps this is what Zhi Wan once looked like.
"Ishikawa's" clarinet gritted his teeth and spoke, looking like he was facing a formidable enemy.
You must know that even when he faced more than a dozen people by himself before, he had a relaxed and carefree expression, but his methods were a little cruel.
But the person coming out now made him so wary!
Wang Zhenqiu also suppressed his smile slightly, "Brother Guan, I've heard for a long time that I am the most idle among the temporary workers. The reason for me is because everyone gives me face, but you are the busiest and spend most of your time.
Abroad."
As he spoke, he pointed to the little day and said with some confusion, "Do you know him?"
The clarinet's eyes were deep and he didn't say anything for a long time. The moment he saw the family emblem, he had already recognized it.
Then he took a deep breath, took out a pair of goggles, put them on and said, "In my small life, there is no official organization like a company. It is managed by artist organizations from all over the country. Among these alien organizations, there is one that we must pay attention to.
The behemoth—Buddha sword Ishikawa family!”
"The first time I went to their country, the first information I got was about their family!"
"This family is a kendo family. It can be said that its influence in Xiaozhi is more authoritative than that of the company. To be honest, all forces that challenge their authority in their country will only die."
While speaking, he had already put on his goggles and simply tore off his dirty clothes, as if to prepare for the next battle.
"I have long heard that their family has lost a sword that has been raised for generations. It turns out to be this one!" After he finished speaking, he lowered his head in an attacking posture, and the ferocity in his eyes was completely released, as if it might explode at any time.
Tiger.
Su Ming also nodded slightly. He still remembered that the Ishikawa family represented the government during the Nathan Island incident. This alone can prove its extraordinary power!
However, what surprised him the most was not this, because there was more than one person coming out of that gap!
Behind him, five more people dressed almost exactly like him rushed out. They were tall, short, fat and thin. They all had the same round head, the same knife, the same movements, and the same eyes.
For a few days after they came out, their eyes kept wandering around everyone, as if they were searching for something, until their eyes fixed on the wooden box on Wang Zhenqiu's back.
At that moment, almost everyone shouted in unison. Although Su Ming couldn't understand what Jili Guala said, it seemed that Su Ming was fighting for something.
Another point worthy of everyone's attention is that these people are very strong!
Just the fact that they were alert to the possibility of breaking out at any time already explained the problem.
The seventh woman walked out wearing a red kimono. The suffocating white face almost covered all her features. However, when she walked out, the energy of the Gate of Hell seemed to have been almost exhausted.
It slowly became a bit unreal.
The moment she landed on the ground, her hands began to make rapid movements one after another, then she bit the tip of her tongue and let the blood drip onto a piece of yellow paper that had been prepared in her hand. Finally, she shouted loudly.
The yellow paper was pressed to the ground.
The densely packed twisted runes were like countless tiny squirming insects, extending all around, and soon formed a large magic circle. In the eight corners of the magic circle, eight white sumo wrestlers appeared!
On their bodies are the same weird patterns as Mr. Liu, and their actions are exactly the same now!
This is to use the power of eight people to start the blood sacrifice again, and then summon more combat power!
This preparation is not inadequate, almost every link has been utilized to the extreme. The six Ishikawa family members who came out are already very strong, but now they need to further expand the team!
Their movements are extremely fast, and they are even more skilled than Mr. Liu.
boom!
Clarinet hit the barrier with his fist desperately, but there was no sound except for a loud bang and the blood stains on his fist.
The expression on his face became more and more solemn, and he knew that he could not wait any longer. These six swordsmen were already troublesome enough, if he continued to indulge like this.
But the gate to hell has not disappeared yet. The evil god is like guarding its tribute, not allowing anyone to take a step forward.
The flesh and blood had begun to rise. The eight people were all the same as Mr. Liu. They chose to insert two fingers into their own eyes at the first second when their eyes went crazy, without any hesitation.
Immediately after the flesh and blood began to rise, Black Guan seemed to have thought of something and directly threw Wang Zhenqiu out, "Their target is that knife, please leave quickly!"
But it was already too late. The process and effects of the blood sacrifice method operated collectively were far beyond what a single person could match.
The flesh and blood disappeared quickly. Wang Zhenqiu had just re-fixed the door not far away, and then people poured out one by one.
one, two
And because the door opened this time was enough for three people to pass through at the same time, the number continued to increase. When seventeen people came out in one breath, those people chose to walk out of the barrier by themselves, with thick expressions on their faces.
He looked anxious, and the moment he came out, most of the people burst out with terrifying speed and chased Wang Zhenqiu.
It seemed that Wang Zhenqiu's trick of escaping with a knife was effective, forcing them to stop the blood sacrifice in advance and pursue Wang Zhenqiu!
But at that moment, the ceremony stopped, and the eighteenth body had just come out halfway, and the gate of hell disappeared directly.
Only half of the pig-like body was left in the sky, and then it suddenly fell to the ground, kicking up a small amount of dust.
"You are really well prepared for this knife!" Su Ming sighed softly and tried to retreat.
After all, the one holding the knife now is Wang Zhenqiu.
But Su Ming still underestimated their murderous intention. They seemed to have planned their tactics from the beginning. Except for the eight people who chased and intercepted Wang Zhenqiu, the remaining fifteen people started to attack almost at the same time!