Eternal gate

The white crane flutters across the mountains and rivers.

Zhao Yun's road was surprisingly quiet. He stood there and felt a chill running down his spine. Yuan Ziling was standing behind him. He didn't dare to move unless he was blowing. The rag was still there, and he kept his mouth shut. But he couldn't say anything anymore. If he kept chirping, Ziling would really throw him down.

Thinking of this, he looked at Luna again.

You said that such a majestic god can't be so leisurely and leisurely. He was tricked by a little martial artist. He was so messed up by her that he didn't even dare to take out the rag. God knows what he will do next time. His small body can't help it. make.

"Take it out! No more traps."

"Tuck it in, keep it safe."

The conversation between the two was still very easy to understand. No matter how serious Ren Yueshen said, Zhao Yun would not listen to him. He had suffered losses before and did not want to be fooled again.

Got teased.

Ziling was also silent, her cheeks still stained with patches of red.

She must have been teased.

The two questions made the atmosphere awkward for a while, and the old man in front of him didn't seem to be very normal, or he was sick. He stuffed a rag in his mouth. This was considered an alternative practice, but he was afraid that he couldn't control his mouth. Door?

It was an awkward journey, I don’t know what kind of atmosphere it was spent in.

When the white crane fell from the sky, it was already the deserted forest. Zhao Yun was familiar with this place. He had been here with Niu Hong before, and he had killed the evil mage and almost lost his life.

"Senior, please."

"Well...!"

Zhao Yun has a decent appearance and his acting is lifelike. However, no matter how good his acting is, his image will be greatly compromised by the rag stuffed in his mouth. At this moment, if he is tied with a rope, he will definitely be more suitable. Time scenery.

Ziling murmured in her heart.

The legendary Da Xia Hongyuan was a very upright person, but how could he become so abnormal when he came to her place? Looking at the rag in his mouth, I wanted to laugh. It was mainly because it was funny. Who would be so good-natured as to put a rag in his mouth? Woolen cloth?

The two of them walked all the way to the main tomb.

King Yin Yue's coffin is still there, but it is quite unstable. The lid of the coffin is buzzing and trembling. At a glance, it looks like it is being lifted out. There is still Yin Qi surging in the gap between the lid and the body, carrying a fierce ghost. The wails made people unconsciously think that the ancient corpse inside was about to run out, which made Zhao Yun tremble.

He plays the role of Tianwu realm.

But his true cultivation level is in the true spiritual realm, so how can he withstand the yin energy of Tianwu.

"Xiu'er, can you tell who is calling?" Zhao Yun asked.

The coffin of King Yin Yue is so restless. It is not just idleness. There must be a reason for it. It is probably the mysterious force that is summoning King Yin Yue again.

Fortunately, Ziling knows some secrets of sealing.

Looking at the coffin, there are no fewer than dozens of talismans stuck on it. It is precisely because of their pressure that the lid of the coffin was not opened. Otherwise, King Yin Yue must have rushed out.

"It should be the inheritance of the corpse clan."

Moon Goddess said leisurely, there are countless ways to summon corpses in the world, but she is a god and has extremely high vision. She can tell which party is summoning at a glance.

"Corpse clan." Zhao Yun frowned slightly.

He had heard a little bit about the Corpse Clan. It was an ancient inheritance. In fact, not all of them were dead people, but they were just companions of corpses all the year round. This race specializes in digging graves. The stronger the corpse, the more he likes it. As for the purpose of taking the corpse away, it is obvious that it must be to refine a puppet, or to control the corpse to use it as a killing tool.

In a sense, the Corpse Clan is more hateful than Rashomon.

Rashomon takes people's money to eliminate disasters for them, but what the Corpse Clan does is a disservice to their moral integrity. People are dead, and they still let the undead souls live uneasily. How can you be so ignorant! God knows how many ancestral graves were destroyed by them, and they inevitably got scolded.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

When the two of them were talking, the coffin trembled even more violently. The coffin was lifted three to five inches high. The whining sounds were like a curse. Zhao Yun's heart ached sharply when he heard it. There was also the rolling Yin Qi, which brought with it the pressure of Tianwu. It's hard to breathe.

"senior."

Ziling looked at Zhao Yun hurriedly.

"Back off."

Zhao Yun said calmly, and finally took out the rag.

Seeing him flicking his hands, four red candles were thrown out and placed at the four corners of the coffin. Then they were lit one by one, followed by cinnabar red threads, connecting the red candles, and a touch of blood was wiped on them, just because he had swallowed them. Dragon blood, with its own dragon breath, has a magical effect on restraining the yin and dark energy. Naturally, it needs to be combined with a spell.

His spells are all passed down by the Moon God.

Ziling obviously didn't understand, so she stood to one side and watched Zhao Yun cast a spell. He lit a red candle, pulled a cinnabar red thread, and combined with the ancient and mysterious spell, formed a curtain of light, covering the coffin and isolating it. The Yin Qi.

"It turns out to be a great supernatural power."

Zi Ling murmured that she still underestimated Da Xia Hongyuan, who actually knew the secrets of Xuanmen. With such a few simple actions, he actually created a formation. The Yin energy was isolated and the coffin stopped shaking. With this method alone, Stronger than her seal.

Isolating the Yin Qi and summons is only the first step.

Zhao Yun did not stop, either placing copper coins, or throwing paper charms, all in sets, all of them were taught by the Moon God, and the bodies were as domineering as the Yin Yue. They all fell into silence, mainly because they were isolated from the summons and no one could disturb them anymore. There is nothing strange about the undead.

Finally, it is time to affix the rebirth talisman.

As he expected, the nine talismans formed a series and needed to be placed in nine directions. Each talisman needed to be dyed with his blood. It borrowed the trace of dragon power and it was just right. The death talismans all shone brightly. They were obviously paper talismans, but they were Carved into the coffin.

"What a wonderful mysterious method."

Zi Ling's beautiful eyes were shining, and she had truly seen the mysteries. A half-immortal in the Tianwu Realm was indeed incomparable to a mortal in the Ksitigarbha Realm. She couldn't do these magical powers.

"We have guests." Zhao Yun said leisurely.

Ziling's pretty eyebrows furrowed slightly, but her senses at the Ksitigarbha realm could not find any aura.

boom! boom! boom!

Sure enough, as soon as Zhao Yun finished speaking, he heard roaring sounds.

"Someone entered the tomb."

Ziling's expression turned cold. After she came in, she closed all the tomb passages. Listening to the sound, someone must have been punching through the stone door and forcing their way in. If the prediction is correct, it must be the corpse of the Yin Yue King who wants to be summoned. The mysterious forces really underestimated them, and they found this place so quickly.

However, she was not afraid at all.

Just because Daxia's Hongyuan is also here, he is truly the best in the world. Even though he came to the Tianwu realm, he returned home defeated. This is Hongyuan's confidence.

You are not afraid of me!

Zi Ling looked calm, but Zhao Yun was a little anxious to pee. Damn it, why don't you take advantage of such a coincidence? As soon as our front feet came in, your back feet arrived. According to the perception of the moon god, the other party is not a good person, but A very strong one.

Boom!

While talking, the last door to the tomb passage was blasted open.

As soon as I saw it, I saw an old man holding a cane. There was a small skull hanging on the end of the cane. Looking at the face of the man, it was not ordinary gloomy. His face was pale. At first glance, he looked like someone who had just died. He was gone. There is no trace of blood. It is because he has been with the corpse all year round that he has become the ghost he is now.

"Mountain of corpses."

Ziling was stunned and snorted coldly, as if she recognized the old man as a member of the Corpse Clan.

"King Yin Yue, it's really easy for me to find you."

Corpse Mountain smiled faintly, with all his white teeth exposed, and a sinister and sinister look. This form made people think that he was an evil ghost who had just crawled out of hell. With that creepy face, looking at The hair on their backs stood on end.

"It's really haunting."

Ziling scolded coldly. Knowing that she was from the Corpse Clan, she couldn't hide her murderous intent. It seemed that she had some quarrel. In other words, the Corpse Clan had quarrels with most of the forces. The Corpse Clan basically dug up their ancestral graves. The tombs of her ancestors were also Visited by zombie clan.

"Today is destined to be a bumper harvest."

The corners of Zishan's mouth were slightly raised, he made a seal with one hand, and there was an ancient spell in his mouth.

Buzz! Buzz!

Accompanied by the roar of the two people, a sarcophagus rose up from the ground to his left and right. Each sarcophagus stood standing for a person, covered with dust, and there were two corpses. To be more precise, two corpses. Corpse puppets are also a type of puppets. They have dull expressions and empty eyes. They are driven by the use of the corpse mountain. Judging from the aura of the two corpse puppets, it seems that their cultivation before death was not low, and they were both at the peak of Ksitigarbha.

"Haoyang Clan, Guque Clan."

Zi Ling's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, as if she recognized the two corpse puppets. On the left was a member of the Haoyang tribe, and on the right was a member of the Guque tribe. When she was young, she had a relationship with the two of them. In terms of seniority, she had to call them uncle. I never thought that their corpses would be stolen by the corpse clan and turned into corpse puppets. It was really abominable.

"The majestic King Yin Yue is buried in this ghost place."

Corpse Mountain sighed and clicked his tongue. He stepped on the suspension bridge and headed straight for the main tomb. The two corpse puppets beside him followed closely behind him. They looked eerie and terrifying at first glance.

"Any further step would be death."

Before Ziling could speak, she heard Zhao Yun's words, which were very plain. He still put a charm on the coffin. He didn't turn around when he spoke. His voice was quite old and majestic. The more he spoke at this time, the more profound he was in his acting.

The words are words, how can they lack momentum.

At that moment, he performed the mighty force of Tianwu, and the entire main tomb trembled.

"Tian...Tianwu realm?"

Corpse Shan's body suddenly trembled. He took a step forward and took it back again. His originally sinister expression suddenly turned into panic. Previously he was only looking at Ziling and seemed to have ignored Zhao Yun.

Looking at it like this scares the baby to death.

"I won't kill you."

"Go back and tell your corpse ancestor that Hongyuan will visit you someday."

"roll."

When Zhao Yunruo acted, he was also the protagonist whom the six relatives did not recognize. Every word he spoke was ordinary, but they all resonated with the martial spirit. He had to hold on to the majesty of the Tianwu realm. Previously, in order to perform the majesty of the Tianwu realm, he had already The end of the powerful crossbow.

This time, it would be good if I could drink it back.

If he can't retreat in fear, then he and Ziling will probably have to deal with it here. The other party is the peak of the three Ksitigarbhas. If they really want to fight, they will be beaten to ashes.

"Hong...Hongyuan."

Corpse Mountain subconsciously took a step back, his tone trembling.

He was afraid, afraid to his very soul.

Hongyuan of Great Xia was a powerful person all over the world. He was already a quasi-immortal more than a hundred years ago. He was recognized as the best in the world. No one knew how terrible he was, except for the bad luck of Hongyuan. Whether it was Ksitigarbha or Tianwu, they had all been laid to rest long ago, and they did not even dare to provoke the corpse ancestors of his family. Unexpectedly, Hongyuan, who was famous all over the world, was also in the tomb of King Yinyue.

What a bad start!

I went out today, why didn’t I read the almanac? The horoscopes are totally different!