Vol 3 Chapter 44: Dragon-shaped stone stick

Chapter 44 Dragon-shaped Stone Stick
The second golden talisman!
Shen Shi stared at the golden talisman close to the ground, and was unable to speak for a moment. At the same time, a whistling sound came from a distance. Shen Shi looked up, but he could only see the distance. The fierce fighting between Song Pi and Gu Ziteng's two Yuanshimen disciples has already been decided. △
The ordinary-looking Gu Ziteng really seems to be better at it. At this moment, he has completely suppressed Song Pi. Although Song Pi roared again and again, but there was already a bit of trepidation in his tone, which is not the same as when Shen Shi saw him in the past. The natural arrogance of Qinggui is completely inconsistent, and it seems that no matter who it is, it is almost the same response when facing life and death.
It’s just that although Song Pi was already showing weakness, Gu Ziteng had obviously made up his mind. His men had no intention of letting go, pressing on every step of the way. After a while, the aura suddenly flourished, but he found it in the fierce battle. With this flaw, he used his magic weapon spirit sword to directly hit Song Pi's chest.
Song Pi was already exhausted at the moment, and his body was shaken by this heavy blow. He was directly knocked out, and blood was sprayed from his mouth in the air. After he fell heavily on the ground with a "bang", he twisted After a few strokes, he became frozen.
Gu Zi Tengwu felt uneasy. After putting away the magic weapon, he rushed over to check it out. He kicked Song Pi's body and feet heavily, and kicked his body a few times. He saw that his fellow junior did not respond. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, sneered, took Song Pi's wishful bag and put it in his arms, then turned and walked towards the original place.
Just this turn around, the look on Gu Ziteng's face was startled. In the distance, there should have been only the old demon clan who had been chased and captured by him before. At this moment, he did not know when, and there was another figure. At the same time there seems to be a black pig next to it?
Gu Zi Teng raised his brows and his face suddenly became gloomy, but the first reaction was to look around immediately. When his gaze swept across the empty wilderness and the still desolate giant mountain, it confirmed that there was no change in the surrounding area. When there were many human monks, Gu Ziteng's face showed a trace of hostility, and with a sneer, he walked towards Shen Shi and the patriarch of Bloodfang.
Shen Shi slowly stood up straight, his face solemn, looking at Gu Zi Teng, which was gradually approaching and full of murderous aura, but he did not fear to retreat. Instead, he took a step, intentionally or unconsciously, blocking him. In front of the old patriarch of Bloodfang.
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"who are you?"
Gu Ziteng approached, looked at Shen Shi coldly, and asked. If the cold eyes can kill, then his eyes at the moment must be a very sharp blade.
Shen Shi didn't mean to answer at all, but looked at Gu Ziteng with the same indifferent eyes. The disciple from the ancient family in front of him just killed his fellow brother, Song Pi, who is also a descendant of a saint like him. No matter who saw this kind of thing, Gu Ziteng could not allow him. To survive, then it is meaningless to report your name and origin.
Seeing Shen Shi's reaction, Gu Ziteng's brows frowned slightly, his expression on his face was slightly surprised, but the murderous aura on his body seemed to grow stronger, and he sneered immediately, as if he didn't bother to say anything. The brilliance of the spirit sword in his hand lights up, and he is about to shoot.
Shen Shi hung his hand on his side, and at this moment, he silently grasped a talisman in his fingers.
The two were several feet apart, but the atmosphere had suddenly froze, watching a fierce battle start again, but at this moment, suddenly an old and hoarse voice came from behind Shen Shi .
That was the voice of the old patriarch of Bloodfang, the old bull of the demon clan.
He seemed to have said a word, but the tone was completely different from the usual words. The hoarseness was a bit sorrowful. When each word was spit out, he jumped greatly, as if a person's voice was suddenly distorted, as if A completely different language, or simply this old bull yelling unconsciously, made Shen Shi and Gu Ziteng totally unable to understand.
Both of them were a little surprised, and at the same time they turned their heads and looked at the Chief Bloodfang.
The old bull head with a gray complexion and frail body has stood up straight behind Shen Shi somehow, his huge bull's eyes are full of despair and pain, and at the same time, the eyes of Gu Ziteng are full of hatred.
Then he suddenly raised his hands up to the top and lifted up what he was holding tightly. Only then did Shen Shi see that it seemed to be a small stone stick, black all over, less than three feet long, watching Not too long. On the upper part of the black stone stick, there is a black stone dragon crouching and curling on the stone stick. It looks lifelike with its teeth and claws.
The voice of the old cow still echoed.
Shen Shi suddenly felt that he didn't seem to be talking.
This old bull seems to be singing.
Holding the black stone dragon stick high, looking up at the huge round mountain that rises into the clouds, this old and weak monster race chanted loudly and sternly.
It seemed to be an ancient voice, passed from generation to generation from the ancient times, tossed and immortal in countless years of wind and frost, and finally echoed on this rugged and ancient land once again.
No one can understand his words and singing, those twisted and complicated words shouldn't be able to spit out from people's throat at all, and it seems that this old cow looks more and more decayed with the singing, It seems that the next moment is about to suffocate.
But he still didn't stop, his eyes seemed to show a trace of madness, desperate madness.
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Gu Ziteng suddenly felt that something was wrong. He stared at the black dragon stick in the hands of the old bull demon, a greedy color flashed in his eyes, and he snorted, and he was about to move forward. At the same time, Shen Shi, who was also aware of his movement, flipped his hand but directly shot out a fireball, directly blocking the figure that Gu Ziteng had just swept up.
Gu Ziteng was furious, his face flashed fiercely, and he turned to face Shen Shi directly, with the spirit sword in his hand shining brightly, Shen Shi sneered, but he didn't mean to give up.
However, at this moment, it was stern and distorted, and at the same time it brought a bit of mysterious and ancient meaning of reckless chanting. Suddenly he stopped, Shen Shi was startled, and when he looked back, he saw the old bull clenching his hands in black Long stick, widening his eyes, suddenly yelled, waved his hands back, and Xiao Hei on the side also screamed in surprise.
The black dragon stick went straight down, and in a blink of an eye it touched the old bull demon's chest. Seeing that the back end of the stone stick was flat and smooth, but for some reason, the blood and flesh of the old bull's body under the black dragon stick was like paper, and there was not even a slight sound, so he inserted it directly.
Enter without chest!
Both Shen Shi and Gu Ziteng were taken aback, not knowing what was going on, Shen Shi rushed forward a few steps, and supported the old patriarch Bloodfang. However, just when he was about to eagerly ask what to say, the old bull demon stretched out his hand and directly pushed him away.
The strength of that arm was surprisingly great, completely different from his usual aging appearance.
Shen Shi staggered back two steps, staring at this amazing scene in amazement.
The half-black dragon-shaped stone stick was directly inserted into the old cow’s chest at this moment. However, strangely, there was not a drop of blood flowing out of his body, and the old cow seemed to not feel the pain in his wound at all. Just staring blankly at the huge stone mountain, after a while, the ancient and weird singing and singing sounded from his mouth again.
Only this time, his voice became much lower.
Old and hoarse, sad and desperate, as if gathered all the essence of the old man's life, condensed in the ancient song.
What did he seem to call, and what did he seem to call?
This weird scene shook everyone for a while, and there was silence under the stone mountain, only the weird singing echoed.
But everything still seemed deadly silent.
Without any response, has the ancient legend been completely annihilated, and has the former abandoned its followers?
The stone mountain is towering, like a standing on top of the earth, looking at this world indifferently and ruthlessly. As for the ants on the soles of his feet, maybe he can't see them at all?
The hoarse and distorted singing gradually lowered, and there was no blood on Lao Niu's face. All his vigor seemed to be quickly dissipating, when the oil was exhausted and the lamp died.
"Hahahaha..." With a burst of laughter, he suddenly broke the weird silence, but the recovered Gu Ziteng couldn't help but laugh up to the sky and sneered: "Pretend to be a god!"
Shen Shi ignored the guy, his face looked a little ugly, but at this moment, even he himself didn't know what to do. After hesitating for a while, he tried to take a step closer to the old cow, just trying to comfort him softly. At that time, suddenly, the heart in his chest beat abruptly.
"Boom!"
The sound of this heartbeat was so intense that Shen Shi's body was trembling. After a while, he suddenly saw the dragon-shaped black stone stick stuck in the chest of the old cow, suddenly adding a hint of color.
A ray of blood red.
From the chest of the old cow, wisps of red began to spread from the bottom of the black stone stick. At the same time, the body of the old cow was twisted and dried up at a speed almost visible to the naked eye, as if it were The blood of his whole body has been injected into the dragon-shaped stone stick at this moment.
Shen Shi was horrified in his heart. It won’t take long for the old cow to become a man immediately. However, he wants to stop but does not know how to do it. He really wants to pull out the stone stick, I am afraid that the old cow will not survive. Up.
The blood-red color continued to spread, from every corner of the stone stick to the top. In the end, except for the carved black dragon which was still pure black, the other parts of the stone stick turned red. But maybe it's because the old cow is old and weak after all, and the blood is insufficient.
At this moment, Lao Niu's body seems to have been squatting a circle, the whole person seems to be less angry, but he has not died yet, it seems that he still has a breath, and is still living in this world struggling.
But after the last touch of red flooded the end of the stone stick, it seemed that a ritual had finally come to an end, and the hoarse singing finally came to a halt. The ancient breath could not hover in the sky, and the one entangled in the stone stick. The black dragon stone sculpture on the top, its eyes, at this moment, slowly lit up in Shen Shi's surprised eyes.