The black light surged into a sea, spreading and surging in the mercury mirror that was split into two as the stone door opened, gradually submerging the old faces in it, submerging the mercury mirror, and flowing out of the mercury mirror, thick black threads.
Each intertwined black thread is composed of countless arms grasping each other, exuding a deep and depraved demonic aura, flying and shooting in the air, spreading throughout the tomb chamber.
They walked aimlessly through the air, leaving many scratches on the walls of the tomb, making them messy.
Several threads came straight towards Zhang Da, who dragged Liu Qinghou's body back behind the stone gate like a leisurely stroll.
The two stone doors were closed again before his eyes, and the silk threads that flew towards them were all clipped by the thick stone doors and fell to the ground, spreading out wisps of evil energy and disappearing without a trace in a moment.
Zhang Da dragged Liu Qinghou's body to a side room, sat on the coffin, and glanced at the amber-like translucent walls and the words on them.
The wall reflected his appearance. His face was old, deeply wrinkled, and full of beard. It was not much different from what Ye Xuan had seen before.
With his back hunched, he read the last line of words and looked at himself reflected on the wall, with a satisfied smile on his face.
In his eyes, he was rich and handsome, more and more radiant, and had returned to the appearance of his youth.
"That's enough, that's enough..." He murmured to himself.
He didn't go to the river last night to collect the willpower of all living beings for practice. For some reason, the more he practiced the magic in the past few days, the more sleepy he felt. This sleepiness was not due to lack of energy, but more like fatigue at the level of the soul.
Zhang Da still felt that he was full of strength, but his consciousness would always fall into confusion from time to time.
This made him wonder, was there something wrong with his way of cultivation?
He compared the method several times, and judging from it, he practiced this method step by step and did not make any mistakes in any link.
What is the reason?
Zhang Da raised his head and looked around. Every character on the amber wall seemed to be twisting. The more he concentrated on distinguishing those words, the more drowsy he became.
After a long time, he suddenly lowered his head, looked at the dead body of Liu Qinghou on the ground, and murmured vague words in a low voice.
He remembered.
I was weeding in the field, and I had not eaten the lunch that my wife had brought me earlier.
It's time to have lunch.
Zhang Da squatted down, grabbed one of Liu Qinghou's arms, and bit it slowly and forcefully, until his mouth was filled with blood.
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The sky was dark, with lightning flickering across it.
In the falling rain, Ye Xuan saw the eaves of the Taoist temple covered by green trees. He wiped the rain off his forehead, took a deep breath, and suppressed his inner uneasiness.
After running out of Si Mountain, he first went to Heishui Town to find his daughter.
But in the small courtyard of Heishui Town, there was no trace of Nannan, and Biaozi was nowhere to be seen. Only Shuanglong was still swimming quietly in the cellar.
Where did Nannan go?
The first thing Ye Xuan thought of was the Taoist temple, and he hurried back.
He crossed the steps in a few steps and jumped onto the platform. He saw that the gate of the Taoist temple was half open in the rain line, and a strong horse was tied to a stake on the edge of the platform. When he saw Ye Xuan, the horse snorted and looked like a
He seemed very close to Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan's expression changed when he saw the horse.
This horse must have been stolen by the Yinxian Sect. Why is it here again now?
not good!
People from the Yinxian Sect are here!
Ye Xuan's mind was racing, and he was trying to figure out the pros and cons of this in almost a breath.
I think it was because he showed all kinds of unusual things in the tomb passage and showed his flying sword that he aroused the suspicion of Elder Yuan Lier of the Yinxian Sect, which is why the current incident happened.
If that girl returns to the Taoist temple at this time, wouldn't it be——
Ye Xuan's eyes suddenly widened, his expression instantly ferocious, but his footsteps were silent, he moved to the edge of the platform, and using the cover of trees, he reached a wall in the backyard of the Taoist temple.
He removed a few stones from under the wall and dug out a magic bag.
In the blink of an eye, the Flying Nightmare Nailed Soul Skull appeared in the palm of my hand.
Don't panic.
Be calm.
Ye Xuan reminded himself in his heart to calm down. The sound of rain hitting the ground quickly disappeared, and the world seemed to be calm again.
However, Ye Xuan heard intermittent and restless sounds in this calmness.
"I didn't expect that Ye Xuan... actually raised... an innate elf..."
"Hao'er, don't be impatient..."
"We have plenty of time, you can slowly refine this elf..."
"Brother...brother..."
Nannan's voice mixed with the voices of other Yinxian sect members and reached Ye Xuan's ears.
Nanny!
Something in Ye Xuan's heart suddenly exploded!
He followed the source of the sound, moved quickly outside the wall, confirmed his position, supported the wall with both hands, and climbed up!
He raised his eyes and looked around, instantly imprinting the scene in the courtyard on his mind.
Three or five Yinxian Sect disciples guarded the entrance to the Taoist temple gate.
Yuan Feizhou grabbed a stool and sat at the door of the main room, just as Li Jinshui leaned forward and walked out of Ye Xuan's bedroom.
Zhang Shuzhen, with his back to Ye Xuan, threw spells at Biaozi who was roaring and charging!
Gao Tianhao was close to Yuan Feizhou, and he proudly sealed the seal with one hand. A little bit of black light gathered into silk threads in mid-air, and was tightly tied to Nannan's body. He waved a spell with one hand, turning it into a fiery red whip.
He whipped it hard on Nannan——
"Death!" Ye Xuan roared with tears in his eyes and threw the Flying Nightmare Nailed Soul Skeleton high into the sky!
As soon as the dragon's head flew high into the sky, it instantly swelled up to the size of a millstone in the thunderstorm. Several white gold sword lights shot out from its left eye, and they struck Gao Tianhao and Yuan Feizhou one after another.
The sword light cut off the rain line, and suddenly Gao Tianhao's long talisman whip was cut off, and the cold and formidable aura washed over him!
The right eye of the Flying Nightmare Nailed Soul Skeleton surged out from a billowing mass of dark red smoke, covering the area where Li Jinshui, Yuan Feizhou, and Biaozi were. Yuan Feizhou's expression suddenly blurred, and he forgot to issue the spell, and was severely beaten by Biaozi.
He threw himself to the ground and grabbed his neck with both hands!
The platinum sword light had a strong aura and was unparalleledly sharp. It burst out and immediately aroused Yuan Feizhou's alert. He opened his five fingers and a flying sword flew out from the palm of his hand, facing the enveloping several sword lights!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Three crisp sounds!
The aura of Feijian suddenly dimmed and became even more shaky!
The three sword rays were deflected and hit the steps of the main room, cutting the steps into several pieces!
Yuan Feizhou took this opportunity, reached in front of Gao Tianhao, threw a spell, turned into an earthy yellow turtle shell, protected the master and disciple, and hurriedly retreated.
At this time, a figure covered in black smoke passed through the heavy blood-red smoke and went straight to the door of the main room. He hugged Nannan in his arms and turned around to retreat!
"Little beast!" Li Jinshui, who was trapped in a ball of smoke and lost his mind for a moment, reacted, grinned ferociously and launched his flying sword, slashing the head of Ye Xuan, who had turned into a tiger demon!
Whoosh!
The flying swords are flying and the cold light is brilliant!
Ye Xuan roared, raised his hand and pulled out the sword talisman——
Whoosh whoosh!
Three rays of sword light entangled in a glyph shape towards the flying sword!
The flying sword circled lightly, and all three sword lights were cut down. Its momentum did not decrease, and it stabbed Ye Xuan faster!