Fantasy Falls

Strangling the dead zombie youth, he dropped a Rittal phone.

Out of six thousand points, two items.

One is the "Seven Star Sword", not the one that Cao Cao assassinated Dong Zhuo, but the magic sword, both sides of the steel forged sword body, inlaid with a bronze dipper seven-star pattern, and the Taiji yin and yang fish near the sword handle. The powerful magic weapon of the demon!

Another is a summoning prop from the Warriors of the Three Kingdoms:

Furinkazan.

Hold a bunch of cyan bamboo slips. After opening, the bamboo slips write four lines of handwriting:

It is like a wind, it is like a forest, its aggression is like fire, and it is like a mountain.

This remark is from the "Army Controversy" in Sun Tzu's Art of War. It is a description of the constant change and unity of movement in a war. The ability here is to summon, open the bamboo slips, and summon two arrow soldiers.

Recite its hurricane like a wind, summon a sword soldier;

Recited his Xu Rulin, summoned two spearmen;

Recited aggression as fire, summoned a cavalry;

I chanted like a mountain, summoning two shield soldiers.

A total of eight soldiers can be summoned, the biggest feature is no consumption-as long as the bamboo slip is opened and chanted, ordinary people can use it. Of course, the summoning has a CD, a full 24 hours, and the soldiers are ordinary.

The moment the Qixing Sword appeared, Jiushu couldn't look away.

A hundred-year peach sword, too weak against bosses, the money sword is mainly a magnifying weapon.

The Seven Star Sword can be used as both a weapon and a weapon. The yin, yang and dipper are superimposed, and the Taoism performed will greatly increase the power!

Lin Linxi smiled slightly and threw Qixing Sword to Jiushu.

Uncle Wu Jiu and the two apprentices are of good character and strength, and are friends worth making.

"What ... how sorry, I'm ashamed of it, I can't accept it." Jiushu tried to return the Seven Star Sword to Lin Xi, but grasped the handle of the sword and squeezed it tightly.

I pushed back and forth several times, and naturally accepted it. After this episode, Maoshan Taoist priests' impression of Lin Xi went straight up.

I wonder if the thunder ball killed the zombie youth and caused a deterrent effect. For the rest of the night, everyone did not encounter any trouble, even though Lin Xi and Jiu Shu felt it, and the ghost peeped in secret.

Its daybreak.

The sun shines on the light and heat, which also brings a sense of security.

The sun is the best weapon against evil spirits and zombies. If there was no accident last night, the zombies sealed in the coffin can be easily ignited as long as they are pulled under the sun to dry.

After walking out of Babao Temple, Lin Xi looked up at the sky and found that the city was full of yin and qi, and the sun was still not strong.

"Now, the most important thing is to find Master Dinghui, Fan Haixin and others."

Lin Linxi flew up into the sky and looked down from the air.

Around 10 o'clock, when I was near the city government square park, I saw a lot of people in the square sitting cross-legged on the ground, just like listening to the government report.

"Ok?"

Xi Linxi was a little surprised. Even in this ghost town, it was still dead during the day, but zombies and evil spirits were hiding.

The square in the distance has a population of thousands.

嘛 What are these people doing?

"This ... this is ..."

I walked into the square, and Jiushu patted a seated man with his hand, and the other side immediately fell backwards.

"Oh my God, what about his flesh? Where is his flesh?"

Simple face was full of horror.

Lin Linxi also saw that all the men and women sitting on the ground had only a pair of skins, and the bones that supported the human skins had a large gap in their backs—the flesh and blood inside had all disappeared.

"Damn ..."

Thousands of human bones lifted the skin, looking at the terrible, miserable scenery, Lin Xi's eyes flashed an irresistible anger.

"Master, look!"

Fingers straight forward.

There are four lumps there, as if smeared with paste, white and black mucus condenses into a paste, completely covering the internal objects, as if burning wax, looks very disgusting.

"This is filth! The filth formed by the fusion of negative energy such as yin qi, or negative energy such as demon qi and ghost qi, and liquid such as gastric juice, blood, and saliva."

Uncle Yun Jiu stretched out a finger and pierced into the interior, his face suddenly changed: "Someone inside!"

Simple and straightforward, he quickly took the dagger and peeled off the wax-like foul layer. Lin Xi used the elements of ice and fire to create a stream of water to wash the mucus on top, and soon revealed the human form.

"It's them!"

Xi Heran is a master of Dinghui, Li Qi, many, and Ma Chunhua.

Li Qi, wrapped in a layer of 袈裟.

"Cough, cough ..."

There are many undead bodies. First of all, she breathed back, coughed a few times, and opened her eyes hard. On the other side, Ding Hui and Li Qi also spewed a few acidic waters from their mouths, slowly recovering their consciousness.

"I ... **** ... I'm dead ..." Li Qi breathed in a big mouth.

"Amitabha."

Lu Dinghui's old monk gasped weakly: "You, you are here ..."

"Hoo ..."

Ma Chunhua also woke up.

Of the twenty-four, Master Dinghui's cultivation is the deepest. Many of the Doya descent are immortal. Ma Chunhua is a zombie descent and can not breathe. Li Qi is protected by the uncle and actually survives.

Wu Dinghui and others rested for a while, regained their spirits, ate something, and began to talk about the encounter.

When being scattered by the gust of wind along with bats and fantasy, Ding Hui released the Buddha's light to protect the three of them. Later, he searched for others. When he approached this municipal square, he found thousands of skins and felt the demon. Prepare to demons and demons.

I couldn't see the boss's face, so I killed a few little demon evil spirits, and was attacked and sprayed by a demon-filled filth.

Next, everyone saw it.

"There is more than one boss in the county ... there should be one big demon near here, and we will wait for the night to get rid of it."

"During the day, just set up an altar."

Uncle Yun Jiuquan rubbed his fists and failed to deal with the zombie youth last night, and he still feels a little depressed at present-embarrassed in front of the junior, it is unbearable for a senior who inherits Maoshan magic.

There are eight teams of twelve people, and there are four left: Liu Suifeng and Jiang Xinyu. The two are not too strong, but Ampei Qingming and Fan Haixin are mercenaries, specializing in dealing with ghost mercenaries!

Therefore, do not rush to find them, first remove the monster boss nearby.

The so-called altar is actually just a desk—it was once prepared in Jiangcheng and placed in a simple object space. In addition to the desk, there are town altar wood, manna bowl, lotus lamp, token, letter incense, and several long yellow cloths.

箓 and Fu ，, with cinnabar on the banner, various seals were drawn.

The uncle Jiu, who was wearing a robe, was sitting at the donation table and eating apples. Now it ’s useless to wait until the night comes.

Master Lu Dinghui dressed up, held a rosary, and sat cross-legged on a futon silently. Many Duo and Li Qi removed thousands of flesh-skinned shelves in the square and transported them to a distance for incineration.

The sky was getting dark, and everyone was vigilant as night was about to come.

Xi Linxi took out the trophy warfare weapon, and as the bamboo weapon opened, two soldiers with bows and arrows appeared beside him.

"Its disease is like wind, its Xu is like forest, aggression is like fire, and immovable is like a mountain."

The swordsmen, pikemen, cavalry, and shield soldiers also showed their stature one after another. Although the soldiers were not strong and were not as elite as the camp, they were more or less combat power, and they did not have to fear the loss of cannon fodder.

Last night before he really faced the enemy, he was attacked by the demon, and all the dirty things were covered. This time Li Qi, many, and Ma Chunhua did not dare to neglect.

Lieyang gloves, well equipped with ghost hands, many took out a cold weapon, Damascus knife made of Uzsteel, and again asked for a town amulet, wrapped in a knife handle.

Night is finally here.

The square went up to the fire, and as the clouds condensed by the evil spirits blocked the sky again, the nine uncles who set up the altar began to practice.

"Tian Ling Ling, Earth Ling Ling, showing the gods in all directions, the seven-star bright lamp leads the corpse."

With the spell Seven Star Sword pointed at the sky fiercely, as if there was an invisible sword Qi cut off the shayun, revealing a round of bright moon.

Uncle Jiu wields the sword, the tip of the sword swept over a bunch of letter incense, bringing up a little blue quiet fireworks, the seven-star sword dances, and even the blue fire turns faster and faster, and finally forms a long blue circle of fire .

The blue fire was hit into the altar. The lotus lamp, with the moonlight shining, the flame in the lamp quickly changed from blue to bright red.

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There was a thunderbolt like thunder, and a loud booming sound, the whole square shook a bit.

A few wailings came from the distance.

Some ghosts and phantoms peeping in secret were shaken.

"Humph!"

"I was in a retreat last night. I didn't have time to understand you. I didn't expect to disturb you again today."

With the sound, some dim objects in the distance flew from mid-air. After approaching the square, it was clear by fire and the light of the moon what it was—the golden lotus pad, and the hanging veil blocked the crowd. look.

Twenty-four lamas in gorgeous robes, carrying golden lotus stands, some maids in costumes with wide robes and large sleeves, holding emperor-like umbrella covers, holding staffs and musical instruments.

The white flying flowers, with the continuous splashing, carried the lotus platform, and issued an inexplicable Brahman singing.

"Great tragedy curse? Ah ... He Fang is evil, dare to pretend to be Buddhist!"

Hearing the content of the Brahma, Master Dinghui was immediately irritated, rehabilitated his heart and soul. As a Buddha, what was drawn in the last days was the Buddhist practice. He saw a group of monsters singing a great tragedy curse and disguising the Buddha. Heart fire burning.

"Yunyun is born and floats in the sea of ​​bitterness. Where is the other shore? Compassion is the only way to save suffering and hardship. Only Purdue is merciful."

The veil of Lilian Terrace was opened, and a man wearing a monk robe with beads was floating down from the Lotus Terrace.

He smiled kindly, and stood with one hand in front of him. The maids on the side were still throwing paper flowers, flower rain, staff, golden lotus stand, Brahma, all these are so solemn and holy.

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