Chapter 272 Netherworld Demonic Qi!
Jiang Shouzhong followed Wanyan Wuhai to the left side of the altar, where there was a blood pool.
The blood pool is not big, only one foot long and wide.
However, the blood in it is extremely rich and red, like the sunset shining in the abyss, and there is endless evil energy in the silence.
Surrounded by mysterious talismans, there is a ghostly light, constantly pulling and gathering the invisible energy and blood in the void, and injecting it into it.
Above the blood pool, there is a simple and mottled copper bell suspended.
The bronze bell is surrounded by a faint aura, which is in sharp contrast to the richness of the blood pool below.
“This is the Demon Suppressing Bell, an important treasure of the Qintian Prison of the former Central Plains. At that time, the demons were able to be killed, and its contribution was not small.”
Wanyan Wuhai pointed to the copper Zhong said, "After the demise of the previous dynasty, many magical artifacts were damaged, including this demon-suppressing bell. Later, this magical artifact spread to the people and was acquired by the Southern Jin Kingdom.
I hired someone to spend several years on it. Although it is not 10% as powerful as before, it is enough to suppress the demon king with the amber beads and the array."
Jiang Shouzhong suddenly asked: "You plan to use it to imprison the Demon Lord?"
Wanyan Wuhai smiled and said: "The formation can only capture her, but if you want to imprison her for a long time, you can only find other magic weapons. , this demon-suppressing bell is the most suitable.”
This thing is really well-prepared... Jiang Shouzhong secretly sighed.
"These blood energy..."
Jiang Shouzhong looked at the blood energy absorbed by the talisman and poured into the pool, frowned and asked, "Is it from the dead people outside?"
A cruel and sly smile flashed across Wanyan Wuhai's face, and he said:
"It is indeed from dead people, but those few dead people are not enough, we need many, many more. Brother Jiang, after knowing that Yang Wufu entered the city , Why are you going on a killing spree?"
Jiang Shouzhong shook his head: "I don't know."
Wanyan Wuhai pointed to the ground under his feet and said, "Miss Liu is in Shura Dark City at the moment. There is an altar there with a coffin inside. In the coffin are Miss Liu's relatives.
If he wants to resurrect his relatives, he needs to sacrifice many people to successfully activate the sacrifice. The magic circle on the stage.
As for how many people will die, who knows. Maybe 10,000, maybe 20,000..."
Jiang Shou's heart was shaken.
He subconsciously looked at the ground and felt the coolness under his feet.
If nothing happened as expected, That's right, the one lying in the coffin is the sister who died back then - Dong Wuxu.
Dong Wuya actually resurrected his sister?
That's why he has been acting for so many years.
What a madman!
“Actually, I don’t think the dead can be resurrected.” Wanyan Wuhai touched his chin and said with a smile, “But this is Miss Liu’s right, and I will not interfere.”
< br>At this moment, Jiang Shouzhong suddenly remembered the mysterious man wearing a monkey mask.
At that time, the monkey said that the purpose of their cooperation with Wanyan Wuhai was to kill many people.
Combined with the previous sacrifice history of this mysterious organization, it is obvious that this is another big sacrifice.
In short, the reason why these people can work together is because they can kill, and they can kill many, many people.
Yang Wufu went on a killing spree in order to help Dong Wuya resurrect his sister.
In order to find out the secret of the revival of evil spirits, Monkey and the others chose to massacre and sacrifice.
In order to win the support of the Southern Jin people and the DPRK, Wanyan Wuhai treated Qingzhou as a slaughterhouse.
Thinking of this, Jiang Shouzhong couldn't sit still.
He is not qualified to be a Virgin, and he also knows that he cannot save the people of Qingzhou with his own abilities, but he still hopes that he can create a miracle.
Perhaps sabotage internally to allow these guys to delay killing, and then wait until reinforcements from the continent arrive.
By then, maybe a few fewer people will die.
With such a big thing happening in Qingzhou, it is impossible for the court to sit idly by and ignore it.
No monarch, even a faint monarch, would just watch his country be lost and rebellions spread.
"Boom——"
Just when Jiang Shouzhong was about to take action, a deafening loud noise suddenly tore apart the tranquility of the underground palace.
In an instant, the foundation stone of the underground palace shook, as if an earth dragon turned over, and a hum echoed among the stone walls. What followed was a violent vibration originating from deep underground.
This turn of events left everyone present confused.
"What is this?"
Jiang Shouzhong thought it was Wanyan Wuhai's fault.
However, looking at the other party's confused look, it was obvious that even Wanyan Wuhai didn't understand what was going on.
"Is there something wrong with Liu Wuxu? Go check it out!"
Wanyan Wuhai shouted at the guard.
However, the shaking at this time became more and more violent. Rubbles fell like rain from the dome.
The whole altar swayed.
Cracks appeared on the ground, spreading like spider webs.
"Your Highness, hurry up, this place is going to collapse!"
The guard looked horrified.
Wanyan Wuhai's eyes turned red as he watched the formation that he had finally built be destroyed again.
He roared, pushed the guard away and wanted to say something. The next moment, cracks began to appear in the blood pool, and the bright red blood spread and splashed out.
He was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly shouted: "Protect the Demon Suppressing Bell!"
Before the guards could step forward, a figure had already swept away.
It’s Jiang Shouzhong.
But what made Wanyan Wuhai dumbfounded was that when Jiang Shouzhong passed by the Demon Suppressing Bell, the big bell disappeared.
He rubbed his eyes, thinking he was blinded.
The stone slabs on the roof of the palace were broken and collapsed one after another. Amidst the roar, dust flew up.
Several guards were directly pressed underneath.
There are still several guards isolated on the other side, escaping and rescuing.
"Where is the Demon Suppressing Bell?"
Wanyan Wuhai asked Jiang Shouzhong who came back.
Of course he didn't know that the Demon Suppressing Bell was stored in the storage space in the acupoint by Jiang Shouzhong.
Even the amber beads in the small stone room were secretly taken away by the rat demon.
“Here, here you go.”
Jiang Shouzhong took out the Seven Killing Sword and slashed Wanyan Wuhai on the forehead.
The faces of the two remaining guards suddenly changed. Before they could step forward, two tiny but sharp flying swords suddenly appeared from the air and penetrated directly through their throats.
Cang!
What surprised Jiang Shouzhong was that although the Seven Killing Sword actually struck Wanyan Wuhai on the head, it did not cause any scars. Instead, it caused sparks.
Jiang Shou was shocked in the center.
Is this guy's head made of steel?
Wanyan Wuhai recovered from the shock and stared sullenly at Jiang Shouzhong who suddenly attacked him. Angry words squeezed out from between his teeth: "Jiang Yi! What are you going to do!?"
He threw a punch.
Jiang Shouzhong resisted with his sword.
Bang!
The huge force knocked Jiang Shouzhong away and hit a falling rock.
Jiang Shouzhong stabilized his body, shook his numb arms, stared at the angry Wanyan Wuhai, frowned and said: "I didn't expect you to be a master of the Tianhuang Realm, no, you... ”
Wanyan Wuhai’s top seemed to be burned and melted by the fire, revealing a golden body.
Indestructible body?
Jiang Shouzhong suddenly said: "There is still a secret skill at hand, no wonder he dares to take risks."
Wanyan Wuhai stared at the Seven Killing Sword in Jiang Shouzhong's hand. At this moment, he finally understood something and said in a cold voice: "Damn, that neither male nor female Liu Wuxu is really unreliable. Even the famous Jiang Mo is not reliable." If you don’t recognize it, it will lead to failure.”
“Don’t you recognize it too?”
Jiang Shouzhong took off the disguise mask on his face and said with a smile.
Wanyan Wuhai's face was cold, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"What exactly did you do down there? Jiang Mo, what good does it do to you to destroy this place? You have to pay for it to the imperial court. Dog? ”
Jiang Shouzhong slowly shook his head: "First of all, I did not cause this commotion. Secondly, I am not doing it for the court. In fact, I hope you can kill the prince this time."
"Okay, in that case, let's How about cooperation? I will give you whatever you want."
Wanyan Wuhai said coldly.
Jiang Shouzhong said: "I want your dog's head, will you give it to me? They assassinated me and framed me before. Do you think this account can be written off in one go?"
"Jiang Mo ! ”
Wanyan Wuhai was filled with murderous intent, "You asked for this!!"
Wanyan Wuhai shook his arms, and with the movement of his muscles, golden light shot out from his arms, like the scorching sun scorching the sky. , punched Jiang Shouzhong.
The Iron Fist carries the sound of breaking wind and is majestic.
Jiang Shouzhong turned the tip of his sword, followed the wind-chasing footwork, and his figure was agile. The sword drew bright arcs of light in the air, slashing at different parts of the opponent.
There is no absolute indestructible body in the world, there must be fatal barriers.
The two of them were going back and forth, and where their swords and fists met, their energy surged.
Wanyan Wuhai's fist strength has not weakened, and he presses forward step by step. Every punch seems to smash a hole in the world.
As for Jiang Shouzhong, his sword skills are continuous, both offensive and defensive, the sword is as bright as a weave, airtight, and he has the heroic spirit of "if I have a sword in my hand, I have the world".
What surprised Jiang Shouzhong was that the opponent seemed to have no fatal cover. No matter whether it was his eyes, crotch, legs, feet or waist and abdomen, he couldn't do any damage after being chopped.
And Wanyan Wuhai, with his copper skin and iron bones, was able to withstand every blow Jiang Shouzhong struck.
But in terms of cultivation level, even if Wanyan Wuhai had reached the Heavenly Desolate Realm, he would still be inferior to Jiang Shouzhong who possessed the Five Elements Dao Body.
After being hacked several times, some couldn't stand it anymore and began to retreat step by step.
The underground palace shook more and more violently, and the bottom couldn't stop collapsing.
Grey dust rose up.
Seeing that the opponent was slow to move, Jiang Shouzhong suddenly turned around after sweeping his sword across the sword, backhanded him with the back of the sword, used Wanyan Wuhai's fist to rebound, used his strength to strike, and began to use the Bahuang Burning Heaven Fist.
Punch after punch landed like a violent storm, causing Wanyan Wuhai to retreat step by step.
As the eighth punch fell, the superimposed punch force surged out like a huge wave. With a bang, Wanyan Wuhai's figure was like a kite with a broken string, and was bombarded and flew backwards. A long arc, and finally fell heavily to the ground, stirring up dust all over the sky.
Wanyan Wuhai’s mouth was filled with scarlet red, his expression was horrified.
He didn't expect Jiang Mo to be so strong. Uh-huh!
Jiang Shouzhong bullied himself and wanted to use his giant sword to make another slash with the help of the zodiac chart. At this moment, the last pillar supporting the underground palace collapsed, and huge stone slabs fell from above his head.
Jiang Shouzhong cursed secretly and ducked out of the way.
Wanyan Wuhai, who had just stood up, was hit head-on by a stone slab weighing more than a thousand kilograms before he had time to dodge, and he was buried inside.
Amid the rumble, the terrain continued to collapse.
The underground palace completely collapsed.
Jiang Shouzhong dodged left and right, and had no choice but to follow the collapsing terrain to avoid danger.
As the dust and smoke dissipated, he found that he had arrived at Shura Dark City, the abandoned palace where Li Nanshuang had been saved before.
At this time, the Shura Dark City was also in dilapidated condition, and there were still aftershocks. Debris flew endlessly, falling from the ruins of the high wall, and cracks on the ground continued to spread.
Jiang Shouzhong concentrated on looking for Wanyan Wuhai, but at this moment he saw a familiar figure.
Liu Wuxu!
No, it should be called Dong Wuya.
The opponent seemed to be injured, clutching his abdomen and staggering towards the formation not far away.
When he saw Jiang Shouzhong, Dong Wuya was stunned.
“Jiang Mo?”
He never expected that the person he had framed before would appear here.
But when he saw the familiar clothes on Jiang Shouzhong, he frowned. Then he looked at Jiang Shouzhong carefully, and his surprised and stunned expression gradually turned into self-mockery.
"I should have thought of it earlier, I should have thought of it earlier...Haha...it turns out I am the fool."
Dong Wuya laughed.
Thankfully, he thought he had really deceived the other party.
It turns out that he was the clown from beginning to end.
Jiang Shouzhong said calmly: "Dong Wuya, I know your details very well, and I also sympathize with your experience.
I won't say nonsense like when will retribution be repaid or to put down the butcher's knife. I just hope that you will find someone to blame and kill the person who deserves to be killed."
Dong Wuya's eyes were cold and he said sarcastically:
"Kill the person who deserves to be killed? You Jiang Mo, everyone in the world should be killed!"
Feeling the other party's deep hatred, Jiang Shouzhong sighed: "Including Yang Wufu?"
Dong Wuya was silent.
He glanced at the crumbling ruins of the palace and said to Jiang Shouzhong: "Jiang Mo, there is no grudge between you and me. I want to save people now, you get out of the way."
"Here Why did the explosion happen? "Did you cause it?"
Jiang Shouzhong asked curiously.
Dong Wuya shook his head: "I don't know what's going on, but I don't care about this. At least my plan is about to be completed, and I have successfully refined it."
Dong Wuya picked up the two porcelain bottles in his hands, "Do you know what these are?"
Jiang Shouzhong squinted his eyes and looked at them: "I guess they are evil spirits."
Dong Wuya said: "It's the Nether Demon Qi. In this world, only Qu Hongling can get this thing. I also spent a lot of effort to get these two bottles."
Jiang Shouzhong nodded suddenly: "That's right. There was a monster in the capital who wanted to use the ghost energy to resurrect his husband, but he failed in the end because this thing can't resurrect the dead at all."
"Wrong, it can!"
Dong Wuya clenched the bottle and said with conviction, "It's just that they don't know how to use it. The Nether Demon Qi needs to be mixed with fresh blood to refine it to achieve the effect. Drinking it directly will definitely not work.
Currently, Yang Wufu has helped I killed nearly seven thousand people, and the blood energy of these thousands of people successfully refined the effect of the Nether Demon Qi. I believe it can definitely resurrect my sister!"
Jiang Shouzhong frowned and asked: "Who told me? This is your method.”
“You don’t have to worry about it.”
Looking at the array that had been affected by the shock, Dong Wuya said to Jiang Shouzhong with an anxious look in his eyes. "Jiang Mo, do you have to block my way?"
Just as Jiang Shouzhong was about to speak, the other party suddenly approached like a shadow, his movements were strange and strange, just like a wandering ghost.
I saw his five fingers stretched out, slender and sharp, like hooking the moon through the clouds, and the wind struck him in front of his face like thunder. The speed was as fast as thunder, which caught people off guard.
It turns out that this guy is also a master!
Jiang Shouzhong's pupils contracted.
The soft and weak look before really deceived him.
Especially when he went to teach the other party as Jiang Mo, this guy still held back and slapped him in vain, which showed the depth of his scheming.
However, Dong Wuya was most cultivated as a Daxuan master, and since he was injured, he was not a threat after all.
Jiang Shouzhong was too lazy to fight. He used the evil spirit of the zodiac sign he just lent and combined it with the Seven Kills Short Sword. The moment the opponent attacked, he drew the sword directly.
Cut!
In an instant, the blood light shot up into the sky, just like the sunset.
Dong Wuya's figure was shaken, blood surged from his mouth, he flew out and landed heavily in the ruins.
“Ahem...”
Dong Wuya coughed up blood and staggered to his feet.
He looked directly at Jiang Shouzhong, with hatred in his eyes, still unwilling to give up.
Taking out a pill from his arms and about to take it, suddenly, a strong gust of wind hit him, and with a pop, a fist penetrated his abdomen directly, and blood splattered everywhere.
Dong Wuya lowered his head and stared blankly at his blood-stained fist, his eyes empty.
"Idiot, you ruined my life."
Wanyan Wuhai retracted his fist and kicked the opponent away, and the two bottles of demonic energy in his hand also flew out.
At this time, Wanyan Wuhai was different from just now. There were ferocious and winding lines on his body, like a living creature, shaped like a centipede, coiling around his body.
These lines shone with a strange light, giving him a palpitating aura.
The terrifying appearance multiplied, as if the demons from hell appeared in the world.
“There are quite a few trump cards.”
Jiang Shouzhong raised his brows and secretly cursed the opponent like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang.
Wanyan Wuhai said in a cold voice: "Jiang Mo, I have given you a chance. Since you are so ignorant of promotion, then this is your burial place!"
" As expected, villains all like to say that.”
Jiang Shouzhong showed sarcasm.
“Go to hell!”
Wanyan Wuhai punched out, strong wind roared, and the space where the punch was directed seemed to tremble slightly.
……
Dong Wuya is not dead.
But even so, he just breathed a sigh of relief.
While Jiang Shouzhong was fighting with Wanyan Wuhai, he picked up a bottle of demon energy and climbed towards the formation with great effort.
Falling gravel kept falling on him like hail.
He endured the severe pain and managed to squirm forward towards the formation.
Every inch moved seems to weigh more than a thousand pieces.
Blood slowly flowed along his difficult path, drawing a shocking red line.
"Sister..."
Dong Wuya looked at the coffin on the platform, his vision began to blur, his body was completely unconscious, and he just moved forward little by little based on instinct. .
During this period, Wanyan Wuhai saw Dong Wuya who was not yet dead, his lips split into a cruel sneer, and he was about to step forward and trample him to death, but was tackled by Jiang Shouzhong.
Jiang Shouzhong flicked his wrist, and the dragon-slaying flying sword hovered over Dong Wuya.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally took it back and used all his strength to deal with Wanyan Wuhai.
The underground palace that has been built for hundreds of years is about to collapse. The outer barrier of the formation that Li Nanshuang and Ran Qingchen could not enter before has long since disappeared, and the formation has cracks like spider webs.
You can see through the cracks that there is a bottomless cliff below.
The earth is still shaking, and no one can predict whether this place will be completely engulfed in the next moment.
Dong Wuya finally climbed to the coffin on the platform.
This is a sarcophagus.
The outer layer seems to be wrapped in ice, which is extremely cold.
The coffin lid is made of crystal.
Dong Wuya raised his blood-stained hand tremblingly and pressed down the raised sarcophagus on one side.
The coffin lid slowly opened...
Inside the coffin lay a beautiful girl.
The girl's face is serene, her facial features are as delicate as sculptures, and there is a trace of indescribable sadness in her silence.
"Sister..."
Dong Wuya tried his best to hold the edge of the coffin with his bloody hands to support himself.
Looking at the body of the girl that had been lying quietly in the coffin for twelve years, Dong Wuya looked at it in a daze and shed tears of blood.
The happy moments of childhood, the family memories of youth... were fragmented and finally transformed into a scene - the scene of the girl blocking his face with her soft and thin body, slowly falling down.
"Sister...I will definitely save you, I will definitely..."
Dong Wuya panted slightly, unscrewed the cork, and carefully removed the bottle containing the ghostly spirit. Place it on the girl's lips.
A wisp of red, rich, liquid-like ghostly evil spirit slowly entered the girl's mouth.
After pouring all the demonic energy into his body, he fell weakly beside the coffin.
The crystal coffin lid slowly closed.
Dong Wuya leaned against the cold coffin, the residual light in his eyes faded little by little, and murmured: "I really want to kill you...you...all deserve to die..."
The man's head slowly tilted, and his life completely disappeared.
Amidst the rumbling, the huge ruined palace finally collapsed, and the formations along with it were smashed like stone slabs and torn into countless pieces... The coffin slowly fell.
The gravel keeps falling into the abyss...
The girl in the coffin fluttered her eyelashes slightly.
In the end, the man's body and coffin fell into the abyss along with the formation.
At the same time, in the void diagonally above the formation, the silhouette of a silver-haired woman slowly emerged. Looking at the broken chains in the void, the corners of her lips raised slightly.
“Finally, I can go out.”
(End of this chapter)