Chapter 261 Going astray
Seeing this scene made Chen Changsheng laugh.
I was just pretending, but this little girl took it seriously.
Even the trump card of essence and blood, which undermines the foundation, was used.
Chen Changsheng quickly took out an elixir from the space ring and forced it directly into Wei Hongyue's mouth, regardless of whether Wei Hongyue wanted it or not.
When the mummy saw this, it roared and rushed towards Chen Changsheng and the others.
"Chen Changsheng, be careful!"
As soon as Wei Hongyue finished speaking, a sword energy struck the mummy first.
The mummy let out a shrill scream, and the gauze all over his body burst into flames, causing his body to move in pain in an attempt to extinguish the flames.
Chen Changsheng approached the opponent with a cold face. The sword intent in his body surged continuously, and each sword hit the vital part of the mummy accurately.
After a fierce battle, when the last sword light passed through the body of the mummy, the mummy let out a mournful cry and finally turned into black mist and disappeared into the air.
As the mummy disappeared, a powerful wave of energy spread out from the hall, and the runes on the surrounding stone walls suddenly lit up, forming a complicated formation.
Wei Beihong’s voice sounded again.
"Children, you did a good job. Now I can feel that the power of the curse is loosening. Hurry back to the altar to find a way to lift the curse."
Chen Changsheng quickly carried Wei Hongyue on his back. Returning to the location of the altar, the stone slab that previously showed the formation pictures and texts was now emitting a soft light, and the runes on it gradually evolved into simple characters.
The entire tomb trembled, and Wei Beihong's mummy began to change, with its skin and flesh growing back.
In the originally empty pupils, the fire of the soul burned again.
"Ancestor!"
Wei Hongyue looked at the transformed Wei Beihong expectantly, and the corners of Chen Changsheng's mouth twitched. He was really betrayed by others, and he was still counting money for others.
The characteristics of being big-chested and brainless are vividly reflected.
Chen Changsheng's lips sneered, and the real show was about to begin.
Under the holy light of the altar, Wei Beihong's body began to rejuvenate, his skin began to plump up, and his wrinkles relaxed.
The originally dry fingers began to become plump, just like spring water moistening the earth and bringing life to life.
When he stood up straight, the luxurious dragon robe swayed in the wind, revealing the long-lost imperial aura.
“I really want to thank you. I, Wei Beihong, have finally been released from my thousand-year imprisonment and finally recovered!”
Isolated Beihong's eyes flashed with sincere gratitude, but at this moment, his expression suddenly became sharp.
A powerful aura locked onto Chen Changsheng and Wei Hongyue for an instant. At this moment, they heard a sound breaking through the air. Wei Beihong's body was like lightning, coming towards Chen Changsheng and Wei Hongyue in the blink of an eye. His right hand formed a claw and moved quickly. He grabbed Chen Changsheng.
Chen Changsheng reacted extremely quickly. He turned aside almost instinctively, grabbed Wei Beihong's arm with his left hand, and then exerted a sudden force.
At the same time, he said in a deep voice: "Senior, what do you mean?"
A trace of cunning flashed in Wei Beihong's eyes, and his movements paused slightly, but he did not stop. hand.
"My good boy, since you helped me lift this curse, why not help others to the end!" Before Wei Beihong finished speaking, Chen Changsheng's pupils shrank suddenly, and the power from his arm did not weaken at all. He flipped his wrist suddenly, trying to break away from the control, and at the same time cast a questioning look at Wei Hongyue.
Wei Hongyue was also shocked, but she did not panic. She gritted her teeth and pulled out the soft sword from her waist. The tip of the sword pointed at Wei Beihong. The sword body exuded coldness under the dim light. A fierce light.
"Ancestor, this matter is of great importance. You should tell us in advance, how can we attack suddenly?"
"What exactly is this treasure? Why does it need our blood?"
Hearing these words, the corners of Chen Changsheng's mouth twitched. He felt that all his actions just now were unnecessary. They were already fighting each other, and you still called them ancestors.
Your ancestors are going to sacrifice you. Do you know?
“When you become its sacrifice, you will naturally understand.”
Wei Beihong laughed, and then killed Chen Changsheng again. Chen Changsheng gritted his teeth and spread the long sword in his hand. There was a dazzling light, which was the spiritual energy in his body. A symbol of surging energy.
He stared at Wei Beihong who was approaching him, his heart was filled with ups and downs, but he quickly calmed down and said in a deep voice: "Are you so sure that you can definitely control us?"
Wei Beihong sneered in response, pointing the spear in his hand at Chen Changsheng's chest: "You know what true power is at the root of everything. Everything I do is for the great revival of the dynasty."
The next moment, His figure flickered in and out, as erratic as a ghost, and every attack was extremely fierce and violent.
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At the same time, his whole body was still filled with the aura of death, but Chen Changsheng was not shaken by the other party's words, and burst out his own power in an instant.
His body was as fast as lightning, and his sword was as powerful as a swimming dragon, slashing directly at Wei Beihong's head.
The sword tip tore with endless sword intent, and a harsh whistling sound erupted in the void.
Wei Beihong's expression suddenly changed, and he had to dodge the defense. His spear cut through the sword energy, and the air in the world of fire was filled with hot breath. Chen Changsheng stepped forward, and the sword energy changed.
He directly used his magical power, and saw the interlacing sword lights weaving an invisible web, tightly covering Wei Beihong.
And Wei Beihong was not to be outdone and tried to break through this sword net.
At the moment when the two forces clashed, Chen Changsheng shouted loudly, and the majestic power of law was injected into the long sword. The sword light surged several times, as if the stars were pouring down, and like the scorching sun in the sky. , lighting up the entire tomb altar.
"Your martial arts path has gone too extreme, and it will never be a great path!"
Chen Changsheng's voice fell, and he unleashed his last sword with all his strength. The bright sword light cut through the sky and penetrated the entire tomb. , directly penetrated all the defenses laid out by Wei Beihong, and slashed directly on the opponent's body.
Wei Beihong's eyes widened, looking at the remaining sword light on his chest in disbelief, feeling the passage of life, making him unable to believe it.
He fell to the ground suddenly, struggling to say something, but in the end he could not say a complete sentence.
"I...I actually lost...I hope you can lead...the dynasty to...glory!"
The sword fell silently, and everything was settled.
Chen Changsheng's sword stabbed Wei Beihong in the chest. The crimson blood flowed from the blade and fell on the altar, making it particularly loud.
Wei Beihong's blood was like a thin thread pulling fate, quietly sinking into the stone crevices of the altar.
A roar!
An ancient power seemed to be awakened beneath the altar. The ground trembled, and complex runes appeared between the stone slabs. Golden light flashed, illuminating the entire tomb space.
Then a vortex of condensed light formed in the altar, and a bright golden ring emerged from it, floating in the air, spinning, emitting a mysterious light that made people hold their breath.
(End of this chapter)