The first thousand four hundred and forty-six chapters nine lives lock God
Woohoo!
Ghosts cry and wolves howl, as if weeping and complaining, and the sad wind sobs, making people shudder!
The pit was only a dozen miles in size, and black smoke was billowing at this moment, as if there were countless evil ghosts with teeth and claws, trying to break free from the shackles of the hell and rush into the human world to feast.
Buzz!
At this moment, a ray of blue light descended, revealing a graceful and graceful figure wearing a Taoist robe. She was a stunningly beautiful woman.
Although her eyebrows are slightly furrowed and she doesn’t use any powder, she still has the grace and nobility of the Sixth Palace powder, which is colorless, and she is naturally beautiful!
The misty green light casts a shadow on the female crown, which is elegant and refined, just like the mysterious goddess from the Nine Heavens descending to the mortal world, hoping to slay demons and bring peace to the world.
"Hey, what a sin!"
The woman's red lips opened slightly, and she sighed softly. There was an oil lamp in her hand. The wick was bright, but there was green air rising straight to the sky. It actually pushed away the billowing black air, revealing the dark pits inside.
It seemed like it was just a pit filled with black energy. In the eyes of ordinary people, it was just eerie and terrifying. But Nu Guan glanced at the oil lamp and couldn't help but look again, her eyebrows furrowed into the Chinese character "Sichuan".
Buzz!
Lifting his hand gently, the oil lamp fell below like the sun, and soon it touched an invisible light curtain, reflecting a blur of light and shadow.
The female crown didn't rush to take action, she frowned and waited for a while, her beautiful face became even more worried, and she gently pointed at the oil lamp.
Crack!
The light curled up and made a crisp tremor like thunder. Sparks splashed on the light screen, creating ripples and creating a gap.
The female crown smiled slightly, as if she was relieved. Before the gap healed, she drifted in and recalled the oil lamp with one hand.
Not long after, they arrived at the bottom of the pit, their beautiful eyes glanced over, and their brows furrowed again.
In front of him, there seemed to be a towering shadow like a mountain, exuding an aura that made him extremely uncomfortable. Even with the precious oil lamp protecting him, he felt the strange aura entering his body, making his mind uneasy.
But now, with her level of cultivation, she couldn't see clearly what was inside.
"What on earth is that little guy doing? Is he making the noise?"
The look of worry on the female crown's eyebrows became thicker. She raised her hand and the oil lamp became three-thirds bright, and she was about to fly towards the invisible shadow.
"I wouldn't do this if I were you!"
At this moment, a cold voice came, causing the woman to turn around suddenly, put away the lotus lantern, and looked to the side with a complicated expression.
There, at some point, stood a thin but tall young man with a resolute but indifferent face. It was Wu Ming.
"Come with me, don't make the same mistake again and again. Do you know how much trouble today's incident has caused?"
Nu Guan took a few steps forward, but stopped midway because she clearly felt the indifference coming from Wu Ming that made people thousands of miles away!
That's all. There was also a chill and several shocking auras that instantly locked onto her.
Obviously, Wu Ming is not alone here, there are several terrifying beings with cultivation levels no less than hers!
"The Taoist priest seems to have made a few mistakes. First of all, we are not familiar with each other. Secondly, even if you have a quarrel with one of my elders, it has nothing to do with me. Furthermore, the aura on your body is very annoying to me.
No, to be precise, it’s hatred!”
Wu Ming said calmly.
"you……"
Nu Guan's face turned pale. She didn't expect that Wu Ming would speak harsh words without hesitation. However, she was rare and did not get angry. She took a deep breath and said, "I know that many people can't forgive you, but you must also understand that today's evil calamity
In troubled times, personal strength is nothing at all. No matter your ancestors or Mr. Linyuan, many of them sacrificed their lives to fight against the demons and for the great cause of the human race. If you do this, how can they rest in peace?"
"hehe!"
Wu Ming was speechless and laughed. He didn't know where this woman got the confidence and good feeling about herself to preach to him.
"Come with me. The past is like a cloud of smoke. Forget all the grudges. You are still young and have a future. Don't make the same mistake again and again!"
Nu Guan was completely unaware of the ridicule in Wu Ming's laughter and took the trouble to persuade him.
"Put away your Taoist secrets!"
Wu Ming's expression turned cold, and in his squinted left eye, a silver-gray snake shadow flashed and fell on the oil lamp, "If I guess correctly, this should be the green pocket lamp in Qingdu Temple, and you...
…She is the missing eldest princess of the previous generation of the Zhao and Song Dynasty royal family, who is now the master of Qingdu Temple, Taoist Master Miaoyuan!"
"The Infinite Heavenly Lord is the poor Taoist!"
The female crown was slightly startled, bowed her head, waved her fly whisk lightly, and said with a complex expression, "You can find out such secrets, everyone has underestimated you!"
"Oh!"
Wu Ming curled his lips disdainfully.
People in this world believe so much in power that they have forgotten that the true barrier for our ancestors to stand out from surviving in the wilderness is through wisdom!
Even if the other party hides deeply, how can a living person disappear without a trace, as the majestic princess cannot be seen alive or dead?
"Since you know my identity, you should know that I will not harm you. Just let me go. In Qingdu Temple, no one can hurt you, and no one will cause trouble for you!"
Miaoyuan Zhengse said.
"Are you insulting me, are you insulting yourself, or are you just a brainless idiot?"
Wu Ming grinned, revealing his strong white teeth, and looked at Miao Yuandao unceremoniously, "When my uncle rejected you, it seems to be the most correct choice he made in his life, otherwise he would have died without knowing how!"
"You... what did you say? How could I... harm him?"
Miaoyuan's face suddenly turned as white as paper, and her delicate body trembled and was on the verge of collapse. It seemed that no matter how vicious Wu Ming's previous words were, they were not as big a blow as this one.
"Then why don't you die?"
Wu Ming said coldly.
"You...you are possessed!"
Miaoyuan hissed.
"You are the one who is possessed!"
Wu Ming squinted coldly, turned towards the shadow, and said without looking back, "Do you know why I don't kill you? It's not because of my uncle, but because I want you to experience with your own eyes what despair is!"
"Don't be stubborn anymore. Although I don't know what evil method you used to touch the gate of hell, the old Jijiu Mr. is in the capital, and several saints from the temples are also paying attention to this place. If the trouble is really going to get out of hand, as long as you are willing
Pay the price, and the gate of hell will be forcibly closed before it opens!"
Miao Yuan followed a few steps behind, the oil lamp in his hand became brighter by three points, because the terrifying aura in the dark was even stronger, locking her firmly.
"Oh, it turns out that the old dog was worried about this, so I'm relieved!"
Wu Ming slowly turned around and said with a smile, "Even the saints can't see through the real layout of this place. The power of this Nether Realm is stronger than I imagined."
"Aren't you trying to lure Netherworld in?"
Miao Yuan entered the pass, her beautiful eyes filled with incredulity.
According to her knowledge, a saint cannot make mistakes, especially when he is so close.
Even though Lao Jijiu is not the Taoist true king who knows all his plans, nor is he the wise man Fan Sheng who is famous all over the world, he is still an old master who studies heaven and man. How could he deduce it wrong?
Before coming here, Lao Jijiu clearly said that the gate of hell was wide open here, and the foreign ghosts were invading!
It was precisely because of this that she rushed over regardless of the danger and stopped Wu Ming from doing that crazy move before the situation got out of hand.
It's not that Lao Jijiu doesn't want to come, he's worried that his powerful force will cause the gate of ghosts to fluctuate violently and attract the attention of powerful people from other lands, which will lead to an even more terrifying battle.
At that time, even if it is really defeated, the surrounding area will turn into a ghost prison, and even attract the eyes of the underworld.
China is suffering from a demonic calamity, but it cannot withstand the simultaneous prying eyes of the other large realm. Especially, this realm has been eyeing China with covetous eyes and has never found a suitable opportunity to take action.
"Haha, if it's suitable, I might as well give it a try, but it's a pity that I'm not in the mood to deal with those monsters right now!"
Wu Ming sneered and flicked it casually.
Buzz!
Black smoke billowed, and the shadow split in two, revealing a nine-foot-tall altar as tall as a hill. There were nine people kneeling on each floor, and there were exactly nine or eighty-one people on the nine floors.
In the middle of the altar, a blood-green sword with a crack was inserted upside down, arousing a vague ghostly aura, which seemed to be restraining something.
"This is……"
Miaoyuan's pupils shrank, and he felt horrified and shuddered. However, after taking half a step, he suddenly retracted it. He did not dare to take half a step beyond the thunder pool, let alone make the slightest unnecessary movement, so as not to cause any unnecessary misunderstandings.
As the ultimate semi-saint, the one with the highest talent and even the strongest cultivation level in the Zhao Song royal family for thousands of years. Although he did not recognize the runes on the altar, he felt an indescribable horror from it, like falling into hell.
breath.
It’s not just the familiar yet unfamiliar sword, it’s the great terror that comes from the blood and bone marrow, as if bitten by thousands of poisonous snakes, biting away one’s own energy and spirit, but with helpless despair!
It's like I'm falling into an abyss, trying to catch something, but I can't catch anything!
"What kind of evil method have you practiced? What secret technique is this? What are you going to do with me, a descendant of the Zhao family?"
Miaoyuan took a deep breath and asked sharply.
"Haha, you can't hold it anymore and stop being pretentious?"
Wu Ming smiled shyly, like an innocent and sunny boy next door, and generously introduced his masterpiece, "This technique is called Nine Lives Locking God. I worked hard, racked my brains, and went through untold hardships to find the magic weapon for the Zhao and Song royal family."
Here’s how to send someone to a funeral!”
"Nine-life lock god?"
Miaoyuan suddenly felt like he had fallen into an ice cave, his mind was swaying endlessly, and even the Taoist most precious green pocket lamp could not hide the chill from the soles of his feet that spread throughout his body.
Although I have never heard of it, I can tell just from the name and aura that this is definitely one of the best evil arts in the world.
"hehe!"
Wu Ming smiled with satisfaction and looked at the road to the capital. "The Holy Temples want Zhao Shuhang to become the ancient and modern Holy Emperor and unify China. This is just a pretense. It can barely be regarded as an experiment. With Zhao Shuhang's cleverness, it should be very good."
It was clear, but he still took advantage of the situation, most likely because he thought he could break out of the chess game and control his own destiny.
I really want to know how a chess piece that has lost the hope of the Holy Path can control its own destiny, and whether the chess player will give up.
Zhao Shuhang is so confident that he can achieve the throne of the Holy Emperor, and I also want to know whether the Zhao family, including all members of the family and even relatives, can get out of the chess game under all kinds of difficulties."
"This is the evil blood curse!"
Miaoyuan suddenly changed his color and said almost twistedly, "You are so poisonous!"