Feng Sibei's eyes were about to burst, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Staring at the ancient corpse in black robe, his whole body was trembling.
Boundless anger and hatred almost seeped out from his bones.
However, there was a hint of fear and uneasiness in that hatred. Obviously, the fear of the Feng family descendants towards this ancestor has long been engraved in their blood.
I don’t blame him. After all, people like Feng Shigu are traitors in prosperous times and tyrants in troubled times. Tiger poison does not even eat its children. He can even kill his parents, brothers, and siblings. hand.
"Taoist Master, relax."
"Although Feng Shigu is weird, he is far from the level of a zombie immortal."
After looking at the ancient corpse for a moment, Chen Yulou shook his head , that body of corpse energy is condensed and not dispersed, there is no trace of the atmosphere of the immortal family, it is clearly just a dead zombie.
But I have to say it.
Feng Shigu’s skills are truly extraordinary.
This was definitely the first time he saw a glimmer of possibility in the person seeking immortality from the tomb.
Before again, even though King Xian had the Muchen Bead in his mouth and the Zhixian Coffin in his body, he was far from being able to achieve the title of Shigu.
If you give him a few hundred more years.
Perhaps the soul can really return to the corpse, and the soul can become real.
It’s a pity that people’s calculations are not as good as God’s calculations.
How could he have imagined that in this life, he, Chen Yulou, would be the wall-hanging man, possessing the Qingmu Creation Skill, cultivating the soul in the cave, cutting through the demon armor with one sword, and extinguishing his last thoughts.
In another life without him, there will be sons of destiny like Hu Bayi.
Relying on half of the sixteen-character Yin-Yang Feng Shui secret technique, you can sweep all the treasures in the mountains.
You must know that even if he has countless capable people around him and has the upper hand, he can plan ahead and make plans before proceeding, but it is difficult for him to push forward all the way.
Hu——
Exhaled.
Chen Yulou shook his head to dispel the distracting thoughts in his mind.
The most important thing right now is how to deal with Feng Shigu.
Although he has not reached the stage of corpse immortal, swallowing corpse pills, borrowing Pangu's divine veins, and practicing for three hundred years is not something that the barbarian corpse king in Pingshan can compare with.
“What does shopkeeper Chen mean?”
Feng Sibei suddenly raised his eyes, like a drowning man grabbing a straw.
Although he has spent countless days and nights in his life wondering what it would be like to enter Dixian Village, open the Tomb of the Corpse Immortal, and see Master Feng in ancient times, but now he is really facing the man who lived hundreds of years ago. However, he found that he could not kill his ancestors by himself.
Euphorbia, long bow, and magic whip.
Nothing is a weapon for attacking and breaking obstacles.
But not even a single hair of Feng Shigu was hurt.
And although he holds the seal of Tianshi Dongyue, he is still not sure of suppressing him.
As for the ancestral secrets, it is even more so in front of Guan Gong. Feng Shi is knowledgeable about the past and the present, and is a scholar of heaven and man. Whether it is witchcraft, Taoism, Buddhism, Tantra, Nuo, or left-handed techniques, they are all at his fingertips.
So he knew very well that the plan for now was to rely on the people around him.
"Of course... strike first to gain the upper hand!"
Chen Yulou's eyes flashed coldly, and he spoke like thunder.
At this moment, Feng Shigu didn't regain his composure. On the contrary, he was far weirder than he looked.
The speed of the flow of vitality in Pangu's divine veins was obviously several times faster than before.
Coming from all directions.
Finally integrated into his limbs and bones.
In addition, Feng Shigu’s greatest confidence is to merge with the Nine Deaths Jingling Armor. By then, even gods will find it difficult to kill him, but before that, he cut off his escape route.
No more Jingling Armor of Nine Deaths.
He is a lamb to the slaughter.
It's just a little troublesome to kill, but it's definitely not impossible to kill.
"The Taoist priest and the old foreigner sealed the front and rear with copper seals and mirror umbrellas, and locked them in the tomb."
"Kunlun, Yang Fang, swept the formation aside."
Chen Yulou glanced at the people around him and spoke very fast, but there was no chaos at all. After arranging a few sentences, he turned his attention to the partridge whistle and said, "Brother Dao, follow me and charge!"
< br>"Okay!"
The words fell.
The response was like the cry of a mountain.
Partridge Whistle, who had been unable to hold back for a long time, did not hesitate at all. He took a step forward. The floor tiles stepped on by his soles could not withstand the force of his body, and the floor fell into pieces. With that reaction, With the force of the shock, others had already jumped up, twisted around, wrapped around Feng Shi Gu Yi and jumped onto his shoulders.
At the same time, he fell heavily and his knees were hit hard.
Crack——
This knee strike sends force from the shoulders, throughout the body, and finally to the knees. It is the same as the double sheep top in Bajiquan. After he was integrated into Kuixing's kicking fight, his power was even greater than before.
Even the tigers and leopards in the mountains cannot bear it.
Every muscle and bone in his body will shatter and collapse in an instant.
At this moment, he, who was already simmering with anger, had no intention of holding back at all. He knocked his knee down, and only heard a loud crack. Feng Shigu's figure, which was originally as steady as a mountain, swayed, his shoulders sank, and underneath him The floor tiles instantly fell to pieces.
There was obviously a bit more anger in his dark eyes.
The expression on the original Xianfeng Daogu looked much more ferocious.
"Senior brother, be careful!"
Seeing this, the old foreigner's expression changed, and he did not dare to hesitate anymore. He opened his mirror umbrella and used the surrounding lights to see the sixty-year-old man embedded in the umbrella. The four bronze mirrors suddenly shone with golden light, and the light beam enveloped Feng Shigu's whole body, causing the corpse energy rolling around him to freeze.
The originally swaying figures also looked at each other and fell into the quagmire.
"Chief Yang, Pindao is also here to help you."
Seeing this scene.
Feng Sibei's eyes lit up, and a wisp of spiritual energy poured into the Yuezhang seal in his hand. In an instant, the copper seal was as bright as a waterfall, and the Taoist runes engraved on it were reflected out of thin air and turned into wisps. Starlight. "Town!"
I saw him take a deep breath and spit out thunder.
Hold the Yue seal and take a photo of it head-on towards Feng Shigu.
Those golden characters seemed to come alive. The light intertwined and finally condensed into an ancient seal character. It broke through the fog that shrouded the tomb and hit the center of Feng Shi's ancient eyebrows hard.
Obviously it is just a virtual object, but as soon as it enters the forehead, the burning sound is heard endlessly.
The Zhenzi urn broke open the body.
The mark was firmly etched between his eyebrows.
The bronze light broke the evil spirit, the golden seal suppressed the corpse, and under the power of double Taoist suppression, the ancient corpse of Master Feng was immobilized in place and could no longer move.
The Partridge Whistle kneeled on his shoulders.
Feeling the changes in Feng Shigu under his body, his mind couldn't help but move.
How could he miss such a good opportunity?
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I pulled out the vajra prong from my waist, and an idea came to me. For a moment, the bronze vessel that was originally as silent as a dead thing seemed to be on fire. Red and hot.
Countless tantric Sanskrit texts intertwined.
I can even faintly hear the sound of chanting sutras.
Holding the vajra prong with both hands, Partridge Whistle's brows were filled with murderous intent. Without hesitation, he struck hard at Feng Shigu's head.
The Baihui Divine Courtyard above the head is where all the essence, blood and life are, and there is also the Fengchi Niwan Palace, where the true spirit is stored.
If this breaks the parietal bone.
Even if Feng Shiguzhen became a corpse immortal, he would only be able to kill him without hesitation.
Buzz buzz!
The Vajra Prong seemed to be able to sense the murderous intention in his heart, and the Sanskrit sound was a bit more sharp.
It’s just...
Just as he was about to break through Kaifeng Shigu’s skull with a pestle, at some point, a hand came out of thin air and pointed like a sword, pressing it against the Vajra Prong, seemingly light and airy. There was no strength, but he just couldn't move down even an inch.
Partridge Whistle's expression changed. He looked down and met a pair of eyes as cold as ice.
Feng Shigu actually forcibly broke the bronze light of the mirror umbrella.
Let the characters of Jin Guangzhen burn through the brow bones in the middle of the eyebrows.
Everyone must stop this killing move of his!
At this moment, their eyes were facing each other. Partridge Whistle had no intention of killing anyone in his life. For a moment, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
He couldn't even think of any words to describe those eyes.
“Have you had enough trouble?”
Feng Shigu spoke slowly.
He seemed to have not spoken for a long time, and he stumbled over a few simple words, just like the first words Yuan Hong said when he was refining Henggu. Moreover, he had a thick accent and sounded unclear.
However, just four words made the whole tomb feel warmer, as if it had gone from hot summer to cold winter in an instant.
The fog floating around was stagnant for a moment.
Partridge Whistle seemed to have sensed something. His face was solemn, as if facing a formidable enemy. He decisively gave up and continued to attack. He was about to retreat suddenly to avoid Feng Shigu Zhou, but he was still half a step slower.
I saw Feng Shigu flicking his finger.
A terrifying force, like a landslide, spread throughout his body through the Vajra Prong. He felt as if he was hit head-on by a falling rock. His whole body was lifted up and then hit hard against the rock wall behind him.
"Pfft——"
Severe pain came from behind, but Partridge Whistle did not dare to hesitate at all. He turned over on the spot, stepped aside, and then took off the umbrella support. Kaihu is in front of you.
Until this moment, he dared to take a breath slowly.
But the severe pain from his vest made him unable to suppress it anymore, and he opened his mouth and spat out a ball of blood.
Feng Shigu didn't even look at him. His eyes swept around him coldly and finally landed on Feng Sibei.
"Which generation of my Feng family are you a descendant of?"
Even a few steps away, Feng Sibei could feel the strong sense of oppression brought by him, and almost all the seals in his hand were He couldn't hold on, but he gritted his teeth and held on, saying nothing, just glaring angrily.
“As a descendant of the Feng family, what do you want to do if you bring outsiders into my fairy village?”
“Kill me, or do you want to suppress me with justice?”
"Do you know what this kind of behavior is?"
"Rebellious and unethical, deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors!"
Feng Shigu became angrier as he spoke.
A pair of gray eyes were filled with scarlet, and they were strange and strange. There was no trace of immortality at all. They were no different from the demons in purgatory.
Listening to each word, Feng Sibei's face became increasingly ugly.
At this moment, he was extremely angry and wanted to scold the culprit who killed his father, brother, and massacred his tribe, but he couldn't open his mouth and could only stare at him, wishing he could eat his flesh and sleep on his skin.
Faced with his angry look, Feng Shigu turned a deaf ear. He just slowly raised his hand and took out the golden peace symbol that was almost burned into his brow bone.
Then he looked around with a sneer.
A trace of bloodthirsty flashed in his eyes.
“However, seeing as you have brought me so much blood, Feng can let go of the past and even help you, so that you can become an immortal.”
While talking.
Feng Shigu took one step forward and appeared outside Kunlun almost instantly.
Among all the people, he is the one with the strongest blood.
As long as he swallows his majestic essence and blood, he can restore at least 50% of his peak strength.
As for the remaining people, in his eyes, they are no different from great medicine. If they are left to be refined slowly, they may be able to become corpse immortals as soon as possible. When the time comes, they can ascend to the heavenly palace and be among the immortals.
Thinking of this, he felt extremely happy. He reached out his hand and grabbed Kunlun's chest, intending to take out the heart first.
It’s just...
Before he touched Kunlun’s clothes, a ray of white light suddenly came from the diagonal thorn. It was no more than the thickness of a hair, but Feng Shigu’s fierce and ferocious look His face changed drastically for the first time.
"If you want to become an immortal, have you asked Chen?" (End of this chapter)