Chapter 146: : Things are done (2 in 1

The jade bone skeleton in Qingyang's hands does not look like white bones. The beautiful ones are carved like white jade, delicate and delicate.
At the moment, from the jade bone skeleton, the horrible eyes, the horrible gray light radiated around him,
There was a continuous rush of living corpses around, and at the moment of approaching Qingyang, I saw a black gas in my body was pumped out and merged into the jade bone skeleton, and fell to the ground completely in one blink With a corpse.
This is exactly the magical tool that Qingyang brought from the mountains and seas, and the magical weapon that was sacrificed by a powerful witch offering from Xun Kingdom fell into the hands of Qingyang after the Xuanyuan Kingdom died in the war.
While following Qingyang's body, Lin Shu holding a magic sword, but the magic sword on his hand engraved about the soul-cutting, illusion, sharp sword, and the Qingyun Taoist's engraved full of dead witch. The curse's vicious spell sword has different and different targets, but it is also from the hands of the Qingyun Taoist.
Qingyang took his newly-applied apprentices to stand, and with the group of monks killed together, beheaded all the living corpses and walked in. A living corpse wearing a robe and terrifying and terrifying came over, and it seemed to be so densely killed Endlessly.
A group of monks killed Sanyangguan like chopping melons and vegetables, leaving behind corpses, but this time, they really died and fell asleep and rested.
The mist surrounding the mountain gradually dissipated during the fight. The mountains are full of spirits, like Huangyang Mountain, which is like a land of fortune. At this moment, it is completely transformed into a ghostly death. Even the Sanyang Lake behind the mountain, the bright moon reflected in it, seems to bring Blood color.
Ordinary people stayed more at the foot of the mountain, and such strange things happened. The Sanyang Temple was full of extinction. The full disciples turned into living corpses. The Qingyun Taoist disappeared and disappeared. It is definitely not a situation that ordinary people can deal with.
There may well be a greater crisis hidden in the mountains. The strange power of the monks is often not confronted by modern weapons and ordinary people.
Stepping over Taolin, passing through the Sanyangguan Mountain Gate constructed of gray and white stones, standing in front of the huge Sanyangguan, everyone stopped.
Everyone raised his head and couldn't believe it. This is the old Sanyang view.
Thousands of disciples, incense is prosperous, it can be called the Sanyang Temple, the world's largest faction.
And at this moment, it turned into a human purgatory overnight.
The half-covered gate could not completely obscure the internal scene. The blood stained the courtyard red and strewn with limbs everywhere. The maple trees in the courtyard seemed to be nourished by blood and even the leaves turned into blood red.
The paper windows completely turned into blood, the maple leaves fell, and it was clear that there was no autumn day. The entire Huangyang Mountain revealed a smell of bleakness and the end of dusk.
Lin Shu chopped off the head of a living corpse with a Fu Jian. The power in the Fu Jian dissipated the seven souls in the living corpse and the corpse resentment formed by the living corpse.
There were even more living corpses in Sanyangguan. Wave after wave rushed out of the corridor and hall and over the wall to surround them.
Everywhere you can hear the unwilling roar and curse of the living corpse, as if crying for their unjust death and pain, each living corpse has a terrible pain on its face, as if to reproduce the dead witch again. The pain swallowed by the curse is tortured, and then wants to bring their pain to everyone.
They are cursing those who killed them, cursing everyone in this world.
A dozen people rushed to fight in the Sanyang Temple. Gunshots came out with bullets, pierced the heads of living corpses, the long sword shone out of the cold flash of light, and the rapid light of the sword was accompanied by the sound of the air being torn apart.
Fu Guang surging, mantra meditation, an extraordinary war broke out throughout the Sanyang Temple.
These living corpse forces are not powerful, but everyone is infinitely powerful, regardless of physical damage and joint damage, they use various methods to attack them, regardless of everything.
With the emergence of several unusually powerful living corpses in the back, they were able to use ordinary spells, and their bodies were severely damaged. They would heal quickly, and some of the dozen people finally began to be injured.
A Daoist wearing a robe, ragged and ragged, with only one arm left, his eyes shone with blood, and as soon as he looked at it, he immediately fell into shock.
A young man in combat uniform and his eyes met him, and he was immediately thrown up, biting towards his neck. Between life and death, he suddenly woke up and blocked his opponent with his hand, but even his entire arm was abandoned. Bit down.
"Ah! My hands!"
"How can this be? These living corpses still spell?" A member of the Bureau of Investigation, holding his arms, yelled and backed away, looking at the living corpse in front of him in disbelief.
"Li Gu, this is Li Gu!" Finally, someone recognized the identity of the other party, and was one of the companions who was sent to Sanyangguan to practice.
"Zhao Lan, what's the matter?"
"Boom!"
A living corpse of a middle-aged Taoist man wearing a robe jumped up from the distance and fell onto the main hall. The heavily dropped body made a roar, which attracted the attention of everyone and the living corpse.
The living corpses raised their heads, and even the movements of their hands stopped, their blood-red eyes stared at the figure.
The whole Sanyangguan became quiet in an instant.
He roared slowly in the moonlight, raised his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky, and then suddenly lowered his cast. A pair of blood-red eyes showed light, staring at all the living people standing underground.
"Huan Ming! Isn't that the big disciple of San Yang Guan Huan Ming?" Lin Shu recognized him immediately.
"Brother? He is also dead! He has become a living corpse?" A monk who had practiced in Sanyangguan for some time was shocked and could not believe it.
"Everyone is ready. Huan Ming was a monk during the gas refining period. Everyone must be careful." Qingyang immediately reminded everyone to squeeze the magic weapon in his hand. Although he was not afraid of the living corpse, he was not careful enough. Overturning the boat in this gutter, I am afraid it will be laughed for thousands of years.
Moreover, the death of Sanyangguanmanmen is too weird and terrifying. Thousands of people died like this, including many monks. Even the Taoist Qingyun Daoist disappeared, but Jia Yi was hit hard at sea. There is no sound at all, so Qingyang must not be afraid.
"Roar!"
The living corpse standing on top of the main hall, leaning against the bright moon, made a roar and jumped tens of meters, carrying the endless corpse and slammed down.
The black pressure and the magical power of the spell made everyone except Qingyang and Lin Shu unable to help sweating, and even Qingyang’s disciples were overwhelmed. It is really terrifying.
At the moment, a figure was picked up from the sky, like a remnant that cut through the sky and smashed the living corpse from the sky.
"Boom!"
A huge aura erupted when the two collided, and then the figure stepped on the living corpse and stood on top of the hall.
"Who?" Qingyang immediately narrowed his eyes, staring at the living corpse on the roof.
"Who is this again?"
"What's the matter?"
Everyone looked at the figure above the main hall, only to see that it was a man in a black coat and light blue jeans, which looked ordinary and unremarkable. He was facing away from them at the moment, as if overlooking the whole Sanyang Temple and the view behind him. Inside the endless living corpse.
He reached out his hand and immediately saw the living corpse stepping on his feet float up and fell into his hands.
He pinched the neck of the living corpse, letting him struggle, but also unable to break away from the white palm, the corpse resentment on his body was also compressed together.
He grabbed the living corpse and turned his head, finally showing his face, glancing at everyone standing in the courtyard under the palace.
Under the reflection of the moonlight, the side face looked extraordinarily cold and cold, and the light in his eyes was chilling.
However, Qingyang's face showed a sudden surprise and shouted: "Fengdu!"
Others, instead of Qingyang, became more vigilant.
The person coming was Fang Xiu. He stood above the main hall, grabbed the most powerful living corpse, watched the situation inside the Sanyang Temple, and could not see any emotion or expression on his face.
At this moment, watching the living corpse fall into Fang Xiu's hands, struggling to howl and roar, the group of corpses immediately fell into madness.
So many living corpses roared at the same time, and the roar was like gold and iron, and the whole mountain seemed to oscillate in this roar.
In Fang Xiu's eyes, black surged, instantly occupying the entire white eye, and a black shadow broke free from his body.
The horrible dark shadow is like a sealed monster, twisted with curse and resentment, instantaneously transformed into a few meters high, drilled from Fang Xiu's body, emerged from behind him, and the lower body still stays inside his body As he struggled out, he rushed towards the corpses below.
Then, a light white shadow rushed out of his body.
Afterwards, one after another, the horrifying ghost kept rushing out and rushed towards the living corpses in the Sanyang Temple below.
More than a dozen virtual shadows surround the Sanyang Temple, continually devouring and tearing those living corpses. Wherever they passed, they saw the living corpses falling down in groups.
"What technique is this?"
A member of the Bureau of Investigation watched in shock as the phantom moved around the figure standing above the main hall, and dozens of huge evil spirits surrounded it, as if a huge storm had formed within the Sanyang Temple, Devour everything.
"It's the inheritance that Fengdu got in the mountains and seas!" Qingyang said immediately, and felt a little shocked. Although he also got a powerful magic weapon, and his cultivation practice skyrocketed, he was not so exaggerated.
"Are the monks who have entered the mountain and sea world so strong?" Lin Shu's eyes seemed to be radiant, and he suddenly felt eager to enter the mountain and sea world.
It didn't take long to see that the dozen or so figures became more powerful and solidified, and within Fang Xiu's body, the entire Sanyang Temple also became quiet.
Fang Xiu grabbed the living corpse Huan Ming and jumped down, standing in the front yard, under the huge maple tree, stepping on fallen leaves and corpses, pulled out a rune paper and stuck it to the living corpse On his forehead, he was immediately seen to be quiet.
"The three main souls are gone! Only the seven souls are left!" Fang Xiu threw the living corpse on the ground and said to Qingyang.
"There are also signs of a witchcraft death spell! The participating seven souls have a strong emotional desire, combined with the terrible spell of the dead witch spell, and turned into a living corpse, which I did not expect. "Qingyang nodded. Although some people have developed methods to control the corpses before, they are not as terrifying."
"This is a trace of magic weapon damage, a magic sword!" Lin Shu turned away the robe of Huan Ming's body and saw the scar on his body.
Combining these three things, the two immediately guessed what they were able to refine and possess the magic sword, and mastered the dead witch curse, and were able to do such things. They only knew one person.
The two issued the same name in shock.
"What about Qingyun?"
"No need to look for it! He is not in sight!" Fang Xiu said with a cold face.
Fang Xiu looked away in the distance, his eyes were facing the bright moon at sea.
"These people should have killed him! Everyone's main soul has signs of being swallowed by spells."
"Tu San San Yang is going up and down, killing all the relatives and apprentices, and condensing a foundation-building Dao species, just for the sake of the immortality!"
"It's really cruel!"
As soon as this word came out, everyone was shocked, including Qingyang.
Although the subject of the Qingyang Taoist, who was missing from Sanyangguan, was missing, there was still a lot of experience and their findings, and they had already made them guess.
But even at this moment, they are still reluctant to believe this fact.
It was terrible. How could there be such a ruthless and vicious person? This is not the killing of the enemy, but the one who gets along with him day by day, personally preaching and inheriting, like the father and son's relatives.
Nearly a thousand people were just slaughtered overnight, and such a tragedy is probably enough to alarm the world.
Fang Xiu looked at the whole Sanyangguan up and down. The whole Sanyangguan has been completely defeated. Even if it is repaired again, so many people have died and so many strange things have happened. I am afraid no one will dare to come here again. This beautiful Huang Yang Mountain, I am afraid, is about to turn into a ghost mountain.
It has to be said that he did not expect that Qingyun Taoist people would do such a thing. When he first saw him, it was just a rotten old man who was afraid of death and pursuing eternal life. Superhuman.
However, Fang Xiu does not think that the Sanyang Temple is his own tradition. Chong Yunzi's identity is only what they recognize, but he has never recognized it.
In terms of inheritance, which of all the monks did not come from themselves.
On the patriarch, he is the paternal grandfather of all of them. After he passed the Fa, he had to ensure that the path of their practice was unimpeded.
However, the Qingyun Taoist's style is ruthless, and Fang Xiu is extremely abhorrent.
"There is a great horror between life and death!"
"The more fear, the more it will evolve into the biggest obsession!"
Fang Xiu shook his head, put his hands away, and after reading the changes in San Yang's view and the internal situation, he already knew what had happened here, and UU read www.uukanshu.com to leave.
"Why did he do this? These people are his disciples!" Lin Shu turned around and asked, very uncomprehending.
Fang Xiu turned his head and looked at Lin Shu, who was also selected by himself, the original monk.
"Because he is about to enter the mountain and sea world."
"If he enters like this, he will probably die in the Shanhai Realm like this. He is not as familiar with the Shanhai Realm as we are, and his relationship with our entire Cultivation Union can be said to be not very good, and Jia Yi, It is a dead enemy."
"Compared to the longevity of Dadao, compared to the old body of death, decay, and teeth, this is nothing for him!"
"Want to live, want to get the Tao, he decided to give up this world, desperate to enter the fairyland mountain and sea world that is recovering and returning to the ancient fairy demon era."
After finishing this sentence, Fang Xiu stepped away and stepped on the wind, as if it turned into a ray of green smoke, accompanied by illusion.