No wonder the old man, Remnant Soul, was surprised. He had been planning this forbidden area for hundreds of years, and knew that the wooden pill bead on the top of the ancient tomb was the centerpiece of the entire tomb formation and would not be easily touched.
Even a slight fluctuation is very difficult, not to mention that the boy is about thirty feet away from the ancient tomb.
He was stationed here before the war between the Wu Clan and the Taoist family. Other masters of the Wu Clan were gradually transferred away from here. Only the last corner gate and the beads on the top of the ancient tomb were left untied. He was reluctant to give up and chose to stay.
Because of this persistence, he worked hard to unlock the last corner door before Dafan was destroyed.
However, that idiot woman recklessly picked up a multicolored chalcedony stone with her hands, causing both of them to be poisoned. They were possessed by ghost clothes, which corroded their bodies, leaving only the remnant souls with their vitality severely damaged. They even escaped.
It is impossible to seize the remains of this ancient tomb.
He could tolerate that temperament becoming like that of the shrew Jin Hua Niang for more than five hundred years, not only to have one more person to accompany him, but also to cope with unexpected events like today.
He figured out that he could use the method of burning souls, urging Mu Danzhu to arrange a powerful witch formation to kill him. Of course, he would not easily burn his own remaining soul. Jin Hua Niang's soul was just a waste to be used, so he should earn a little interest.
The self-destructing ghost witch beast will consume its own soul power, and the opponent's treasure can offset most of the power of the explosion.
The old man with residual soul disdains to do such stupid and thankless things.
That kid used his mind power to eliminate the erosion of the ghost clothes, and also used his mind power to touch the wooden pill beads in the distance, a few beads used by the ancient tombs to make formations and formation eyes. A long time ago, he and Yi Qian
The shaman cultivator recognized it as a rosary left by a Taoist predecessor. There is a special name for this rosary in Taoism. This kind of rosary is called "liuzhu".
"The sky is spinning day and night, and the sky is endless, just like the endless flow of water, and the stars are as round as beads, so it is called flowing beads."
The Jin Hua Niang he won over was actually a Taoist traitor. He wanted to use Taoist methods to help him open the last bead, but he didn't know that the idiot woman couldn't help him much except for doing bad things.
He used many Taoist monks to take prisoners, and tried his best to help them open several corner doors.
At this moment, a junior Taoist cultivator who can touch Liuzhu with his mind suddenly appeared. The old man with residual soul had mixed feelings in his heart. It would be nice to ask him to cultivate a fourth-level ghost witch beast, but it happened to be at such a critical time.
If you don't get it, destroy it. Your own life is at stake.
In a word of surprise, the old man with residual soul did not hesitate to launch his killer move that burned Jin Hua Niang's soul power.
A faint, shrill, painful howl sounded briefly from the ground.
The old woman's voice was ruthlessly cut off again.
Countless green lights flew up from the ground and shot towards the fog array arranged by Yang Shuilan.
"Protect, don't move!"
Yang Shuilan realized that this attack was not trivial. She shouted and tilted the purple snail tower she was holding in her left hand without hesitation. The sound of water splashed, and in the blink of an eye, the water waves in the formation were turbulent, swirling around the three people and one donkey, but she was not satisfied.
Overflow.
The excitement of "Puff" sounded from all directions. Even though the river water where Yang Shuilan had prayed was blocked, several people still felt the power of the green light offensive.
Blocked by the river, Zhang Wenfeng could no longer use his mind power to affect that vital bead.
He guessed that the bead might have something to do with a Taoist master? It was like one of the dragon-locking chains in Zhenlong Cave. It was sacrificed by a Taoist senior, so that he could use his mind power to activate the dragon-locking chain to attack the dragon soul.
If it is too far away, his influence on the beads will be limited.
After surviving this wave of attacks, he would discuss with Yang Shuilan, Tu Kun and the others later to find a way to protect him as he approached the ancient tomb. He would try using telekinesis, which might destroy the old man's plan to use the bead to set up a witch formation to deal with them.
After losing the Ghost Witch Beast, the opponent is left with only a remnant soul without a body. No matter how high the cultivation level was back then, how powerful can it still be after more than five hundred years of weakening?
Zhang Wenfeng, who was thinking, suddenly felt something in his mind, and he quickly activated the protection of the hidden wooden robe.
A bright green light burst out, and at the same time, his body twisted violently in the water and threw himself in the direction of Tukun.
"Bang", Zhang Wenfeng did not completely avoid the blow that silently broke through the water flow. The right side of his heart was in sharp pain, and blood spurted from his mouth, staining the water in front of him red. He weakly fell down as the water flowed.
"Yang Shuilan!"
Tu Kun roared angrily, and he protected the temple master who had a finger-sized wound on his back. He reached out and touched it a few times, first protecting the temple master's heart. He trusted Yang Shuilan and allowed the woman to use water to protect her. He did not use copper. Toad is not convenient to use in water.
Yang Shuilan became anxious and shouted: "Let the temple master enter the Purple Snail Tower, quickly!"
As he spoke, the water surged violently, deflecting the second wave of such a weird attack.
A transparent finger hit the donkey running this way with great force. At the critical moment, the donkey turned its body instinctively, leaving a bloody mouth about a foot long on the side of its belly. The donkey had refined the thunder entanglement technique more than thirty times. The skin that I was so proud of was vulnerable to the attack of the old man with a broken soul.
Its skin was thick and fleshy, but it didn't hurt any vital parts. The silver lightning flashed, and the blood gushing out slowed down.
Tu Kun no longer hesitated and put the severely injured viewer into the purple snail tower that had fallen into the water and became almost ten feet in size.
He didn't know how to heal, and he was full of energy. He held the stone in his left hand as if to throw it, and shouted: "I'll smash that bead!"
"Wait a minute, Earth Protector, don't be reckless!"
Yang Shuilan had turned invisible in the water, and a voice came out: "You and Lu Zijin all entered the Ziluo Tower to avoid its sharp edge. First, fight the old ghost with remnant souls. He arranged the 'Witch Wood Soul-eating Array'. Under the guise, his trump card is the 'Arrow Soul Technique' he performed twice just now. This witchcraft is very soul-consuming and he won't be able to use it a few times. I'll take a look at the injury for the master first."
Tu Kun said some angry words to scare the old ghost who was hiding in secret. No matter how angry he was, he would not use a flying stone to hit the bead that seemed to be the key to the formation at a glance. No one knew the consequences of smashing the bead rashly?
In the tomb, maybe his flying rocks can't damage the beads?
Tu Kun threw out a copper toad and turned it into a size of more than ten feet. He asked the donkey to enter it and take shelter. He did not go in himself and said: "You go and help the temple owner to check the injury. I will guard outside."
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
If he is prepared, he will not be afraid of the mysterious witchcraft attack.
Furthermore, he is a fourth-level monster, so he has a way to neutralize the opponent's ability to only use fourth-level attack power.
Yang Shuilan didn't mind Tu Kun's distrust at the moment, and quietly followed the water flow into the Purple Snail Tower, passed through the thick water layer, and found the viewer sitting on the ground in a secret room at the bottom. There was no trace of water inside.
"Don't move, I'll help you remove the alien soul power that has entered your meridians."
"Thank you!"
There was a helpless smile on Zhang Wenfeng's lips, and he almost fell under that inexplicable attack.
It was too fast, too insidious, it attacked from behind, and the attack was so sharp that his Tibetan wooden robe and other protective measures could not block it.
It was a profound lesson to him. Any person who lived more than five hundred years ago should not be underestimated. Even if there is only a remnant soul left, he must be treated with caution, otherwise one careless move may kill him.