Chapter 109 I hope my hope has hope (please subscribe)
“Hissing...”
“挲挲……”
One hundred thousand yakshas marching is what they want to do There was no sound, but when their footsteps and the sound of their bodies breaking through the air sounded in this quiet place, all kinds of tiny sounds suddenly came from the grass everywhere, as if something was running away quickly.
"Click, click..." As he walked, Qin Yao gradually frowned and looked down at his feet.
From here on, the ground was covered with bones. It was unclear whether they were trampled by humans or some other species. These bones were so thin that it was impossible to tell whether they were human bones or animal bones.
“Hiss~”
As they continued to go deeper, snake shadows began to appear around them, big and small, long and short, black and white, all kinds of snakes. There were all of them, but because of the great momentum of the Yaksha army, these strange snakes just stared at them from a distance, followed them slowly, and did not dare to step forward.
"It's so noisy!" During the march, Xiao Zhuo suddenly raised her right hand, and vast spiritual energy flew out of her palm, forming hundreds of linear wind blades and slashing at the grass in all directions.
The nameless grass that was half a man tall was cut off at the waist, and the head of the strange snake hidden inside was cut off silently, with blood splattering. The strange snake behind was frightened and fled away quickly, never to be seen again. Dare to follow from afar.
Qin Yao held her left hand and said softly: "Okay, what's the point of competing with a group of snakes? Just keep walking."
Xiao Zhuo nodded silently, put down his right hand that released the glimmer of light, and took it with him The army moved on.
After walking for about half an hour, one person and one ghost Shiwan Yaksha finally arrived at the end of the valley. Looking up, there was an uninhabited ancient village in front of him. Countless thin threads were pulled out from the big trees at the head of the village. Hanging from the string was a terrifying doll made of an unknown material, with missing eyes and hands, and was covered in filth.
What was even more horrifying was that when they came to these strange dolls, they actually heard the strange laughter of the dolls.
"Pretend to be a god and play tricks, evil ways." Just seeing this scene, Qin Yao, a descendant of Maoshan, guessed what was going on, reached into his pocket, and took out a fire talisman.
"Hahahaha..."
"Giggle, giggle..."
Suddenly, Dirty Baby's laughter became more real, green fire burst out of his empty eyes, and he broke free from the rope. Rush towards Qin Yao.
"Kill them." Xiao Zhuo said lightly.
Swish, swish, swish... Arrows and iron halberds flew out from the Yaksha Legion, smashing hundreds of dolls into pieces in one wave.
In the human world, no matter how powerful the evil magic is, it will be useless when encountering so many yakshas!
Even speaking of simply talking about evil, evil, and evil, these Yakshas are far above the evil cultivation of human beings.
After easily destroying the dirty doll, the army surrounded the village. Qin Yao took Xiao Zhuo's hand and led King Yaksha and hundreds of Yaksha into the village.
The village was silent and there was no one around. This place was far from the Valley of the Dead in Xiao Zhuo's memory, so she could only order the yakshas to search for traces of whisks from house to house. After searching, they came to an ancestral hall.
King Yaksha kicked open the ancestral hall with a bang, and a burst of poisonous gas was released from it. However, there was no normal person present, so this poisonous gas had no effect at all.
After a while, the poisonous gas dissipated, and a wide lobby appeared in front of the eyes of humans and ghosts...
In the lobby, dozens of humans wearing black robes and black scarves, or corpses to be precise, were sitting on their knees. On the ground, there is a group of monks at the front. The monk is holding a magic wand with his eyes wide open; the Taoist is holding a black-handled fly whisk high with a sad look on his face.
In front of the monk, a strange man with a shriveled face and skinny bones put his hand on the monk's magic wand and froze in place. "What's going on?" Qin Yao asked in surprise.
"It should be that they wanted to take the monk's staff, but were suppressed by the staff. Over time, they withered and died here." Xiao Zhuo said softly.
Qin Yao took advantage of the situation and looked at the dusty Zen staff in the monk's hand: "If we move this Zen staff, will they come back to life?"
"Resurrection from the dead will not happen, and the resentful soul will definitely leave the body. of. "
"Then let's get the whisk first."
A light flashed in Xiao Zhuo's hand, and he conjured a long sword out of thin air: "Neither Yaksha nor I can touch that whisk. We must. You come. Bite your finger, use the blood as ink, draw the Maoshan talisman on the palm of your hand, and then activate the Maoshan magic power in your body to activate the talisman before picking up the whisk, otherwise you will definitely be suppressed. "
Qin Yao did as he was told and grabbed the whisk with the blood talisman in his right hand. When the blood talisman was attached to the black handle of the whisk, the three thousand whisk silk threads suddenly lit up with bright golden light. Xiaozhuo and King Yaksha felt uncomfortable. First Time to exit the ancestral hall.
In the dark, Qin Yao felt a gaze falling on him, examining him for a long time, and finally dissipated.
Following the dissipation, there was also the brilliant golden light on the fly whisk.
"Are you ready?" Qin Yao took a breath silently and turned to look outside the ancestral hall.
Xiao Zhuo raised the long sword in his hand and shouted: "Yaksha Legion, prepare to fight!"
Shiwan Yaksha immediately raised his weapon, looked around, and was ready to fight at any time.
In the ancestral hall, Qin Yao suddenly used force and pulled out the black-handled fly whisk from the hand of an unknown ancestor. Suddenly there was lightning and thunder in the void, and ghost hands stretched out from the ground.
"Swish, swish, swish..." Dakini Yaksha was suspended in the air, holding a bow and arrow, and fired thousands of arrows, piercing the ghosts that climbed up from the ground.
"Puff, puff, puff." The Earthly Yaksha divided into multiple strands, waving various weapons, harvesting the bodies of resentful ghosts like wheat, and collecting their souls into the weapons.
With the close and tacit cooperation between the two parties, even though the resentful ghosts underground seemed to be endless, not a single resentful ghost could escape from the village alive. The power of the extraordinary legion was completely exposed in front of Qin Yao, which made his heart agitate.
Seizing treasures from tens of thousands of resentful souls is only possible for individual monks who are in the realm of Celestial Master or above. And when it comes to annihilating tens of thousands of resentful souls, I'm afraid even the Heavenly Master would have difficulty doing it.
A thing that was impossible to accomplish in the human world was actually being performed in front of him. How could he not feel emotional?
The most important thing is that this is just a legion under the old demon of Black Mountain. Judging from Xiao Zhuo's ability to mobilize, it should not be considered the top legion in Black Mountain... It is really hard to imagine how powerful the official army of the Yin Division is. The power!
“With a three-foot green spear, leading an army of millions, and conquering the world forever, this is what a man should do.” After regaining consciousness, Qin Yao said softly.
A glint flashed in Xiao Zhuo's eyes.
What girl doesn’t have a child, and what woman doesn’t want her husband to be an unparalleled hero?
What's more, regardless of whether you like him or not, or whether you look down on him, in reality, his strength, power, status, reputation... are all somewhat different from mine.
If Uncle Jiu hopes that Qin Yao can live in peace for the rest of his life, then Xiao Zhuo's biggest hope is that he can become his support in the future.
"I hope my hope has hope." Xiao Zhuo said silently in his heart.
(End of this chapter)