One hundred and twentieth chapters: want to solve the nine death art (1)
This sudden sound was like that of a wild animal.
At the same time, Wangshan Shenjun also smelled a rotten smell, which was also the smell of death.
Wangshan Shenjun was shocked.
At the same time, he saw the man on the peak wall. Although it was difficult to see his specific appearance, he saw two lines of tears streaming from his eyes.
This made Wangshan Shenjun even more shocked.
Then the image on the peak wall disappeared.
Wangshan Shenjun also suddenly turned around.
The person standing behind him was surprisingly Linghu Zanghun!
Wangshan Shenjun raised his crutch and hit Linghu Zanghun's chest.
Linghu hides his soul and does not avoid it.
The cane hit Linghu Zanghun's chest. The cane shook so hard that he almost lost his grip.
Linghu Zanghun stretched out his hand and grasped the crutch.
He slowly turned his neck and made a "quacking" sound, which made people shudder.
Wangshan Shenjun said: "You haven't left yet?!"
Linghu Zanghun's terrifying eyes stared at Wangshan Shenjun, and he said slowly: "To deal with you cunning people, I have to change. So I didn't leave. I just pretended to leave so that you could come out. But I didn't
I thought that Lin Yi and Wang Guixi would also come."
Wangshan Shenjun teased: "Why did you show up after they left? Are you afraid of them?"
Wang Huihui said: "Do you really think I'm afraid of the two of them? So what if I let them live a few more days! Anyway, they will all die, and they will die miserably..."
Wang Guilai Shan Shenjun raised a hand, slapped in front of his nose and said: "It stinks, it stinks. Doesn't it have to be so stinky to practice the Blood Demon Kung Fu to the realm of human and demon fusion? The body stinks, and the words are bad.
It stinks, it simply stinks."
Faced with Wangshan Shenjun's ridicule, Linghu Zanghun did not get angry.
His eyes began to feel painful.
Linghu Zanghun said: "The flesh on my body is rotten more and more, and it smells more and more smelly. The sound of my bones rubbing against each other is getting louder and louder. I can even reach out through the rotten flesh and penetrate into my cavity and touch it.
My internal organs. I thought I could live for five or six years, but in this situation, I’m afraid I can only live for two or three years..."
Wangshan Shenjun showed a look of surprise after hearing this. He said: "Haha, the sky has eyes! The sky has eyes! Even if you practice the Blood Demon Book to its peak and kill people like hemp, no one in the world can be your opponent. But evil people are afraid of others.
Don't be afraid, God will punish you! By the way, you said you can reach into your chest and feel your internal organs, then you still want to live for two or three years, so stop dreaming..."
"Shut up!" Linghu Zanghun interrupted Wangshan Shenjun and said: "Now, I, the descendant of the Blood Demon, want to meet Xue Canglan, the originator of the Nine Deaths Magic!"
After hearing this, Wangshan Shenjun's expression suddenly changed.
He seemed to understand something!
Wangshan Shenjun knew that Lin Yi and Wang Huixi had not left Wangren Mountain yet. He was about to shout loudly to let them know, but the crutches he and Linghu Zanghun each held were broken instantly, and then
That piece of crutch connected several acupoints of Wangshan Shenjun like lightning, including the Ya acupoint.
Then Linghu Zanghun grabbed Wangshan Shenjun, rose up, flapped his beast cloak, and headed towards the top of the peak.
At the top of the peak, Linghu Zanghun carried Wangshan Shenjun to the stone statue, and then turned the stone statue.
Then the mouth of the secret chamber slowly appeared.
Wangshan Shenjun was speechless, but his eyes were full of surprise.
Linghu Zanghun pointed to a nearby mountain peak and said, "You and Lin Yi go up to the peak. I'll be over there. I found that the stone statue turned around. Can the stone statue turn around on its own?"
Linghu Zanghun originally wanted to leave tomorrow if he could no longer lure Wangshan Shenjun.
Because he really can't afford it here.
Unexpectedly, Lin Yi and Wang Gui returned, and Wangshan Shenjun also came out.
He also discovered this big secret.
Wangshan Shenjun smiled bitterly.
Linghu Zanghun grabbed Wangshan Shenjun and went down to the secret room.
When he saw the Nine Death God Techniques on the stone wall, his bloody eyes glowed red.
He threw Wangshan Shenjun to the ground and walked to the stone wall.
Looking at the "Nine Death Magic" mantras all over the wall, he seemed to see the hope of life!
Linghu Zanghun muttered to himself: "There are two great miracles in the world. The Blood Demon Technique is spread throughout the world, but the Nine Death Magic Technique is buried here. No wonder no one has been able to find it for a hundred years..."
Linghu Zanghun looked at those formulas with excitement.
Every mantra is missing the most important third word.
Linghu Zanghun's figure flashed to Wangshan Shenjun and unlocked his mute point.
Linghu Zanghun said: "Tell me quickly, what is the third word of this Nine Death God Technique?!"
Wangshan Shenjun said: "You are the descendant of the Blood Demon, and you are now number one in the world. Do you still want to practice the Nine Death Divine Art?!"
Linghu Zanghun said: "I just want to use the 'Nine Death Divine Art' to undo the damage caused by the 'Blood Demon Book' to me! I have practiced the Blood Demon Book to the highest level, I don't care about it."
Wangshan Shenjun said: "Stop dreaming, let me tell you, there is no solution to the Blood Demon Book at all. Haha, Blood Demon, just think of it as your master. Your master is a genius in the world. He created the Blood Demon Book."
', like a 'maze' that lures people into it, causing them to go crazy, become demons, become crippled, die, and mutate. But he enjoys this fun. Once you enter this 'maze', you can never get out again. Because there is no
Exit. Because he didn't leave any exit! This is a difficult 'dead end'!"
Linghu Zanghun said: "I don't believe it. Your great-grandfather defeated the Blood Demon back then. Therefore, the function of the Nine Death Gods can be used to decipher the Blood Demon Book."
Wangshan Shenjun said: "Believe it or not, I will kill you if you want."
Linghu Zanghun said: "We have no grudges. As long as you tell me this third word, everything will be as if it never happened. I swear, I will never reveal the secret. I will also be grateful to you. If you don't
Say, I will break your neck right in front of your great-grandfather!"
Wangshan Shenjun shook his head.
Linghu Zanghun raised his voice again.
"tell me."
"I don't know."
"tell me."
"I don't know."
"you tell me!"
Linghu Zanghun also roared.
He stared at Wangshan Shenjun with a look that was indescribably terrifying.
If Wangshan Shenjun didn't say anything, it would be equivalent to completely killing his last thoughts of survival.
Wangshan Shenjun looked at Linghu Zanghun with a sympathetic look.
Since Linghu Zanghun was able to practice the Blood Demon Book to its peak, it proves that he is indeed a gifted person.
It's a pity that he fell into the devil's path.
Wangshan Shenjun sighed and said: "You are really smart for a lifetime, but you are confused for a while. If I really know the complete formula of the Nine Deaths Divine Art, can I not practice it? If I practice it, can I be beaten to death by you! With you!
To be honest, my grandfather, my father, and I have spent our entire lives trying to crack..."
The light of hope in Linghu Zanghun's eyes dimmed.
What replaced it was anger and murderous intent!
It makes people shudder!
Linghu Zanghun mentioned Wangshan Shenjun and walked to the bed where Xue Canglan's bones lay.
Then with a wave of his hand, the leather blanket covering the skeleton flew up.
The skeleton of Xue Canlan, a legendary figure of a generation, came into view.
Wangshan Shenjun suddenly remembered the image that appeared on the bee wall before.
Perhaps, that is the appearance of the great-grandfather's soul.
Great-grandfather shed two lines of tears. He now understands that today, he will die in the hands of the most terrifying one among the descendants of the Blood Demon.
Linghu Zanghun's hand also rested on the neck of Lord Hope Mountain.