Fast Travel Cannon Fodder: Rescue the Villain Boss

Chapter 388 The Girl Falling in Love with the God of Plague (10)

Xia Zixuan sneered and said, "Your ancestors are not qualified to ask about the name of this deity, let alone you, who has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and the blood of the gods and witches in your body is as thin as running water?"

Bai Qiange was so angry that he almost vomited blood!

He and she have always maintained that they are descendants of gods and witches, but now they are judged as useless by the people in front of them.

Biting her lower lip, she looked at Xia Zixuan with hatred and viciousness in her eyes.

Xia Zixuan didn't take it seriously when she saw this, it's better to hate Aijia hard!
Because after a while, Aijia will make you hate Aijia even more!

Xia Zixuan quickly found the entrance, waved a willow branch casually a few times, and a wonderful scene appeared.

What was originally just an open space turned out to be like magic, and a thick golden bronze door appeared.

There is a sculpture like a Kunlun slave on the bronze door, which looks terrifying and exudes a solemn solemnity.

"The gate of hell!" Bai Qiange exclaimed, and said vigilantly: "Who the hell are you? Do you know that once the gate of hell is opened, hundreds of evil spirits will be released to cause harm to the world? "

"If you want to see the gates of hell, you are not qualified!" Xia Zixuan whipped a willow branch up casually, and the two tightly closed big copper doors shivered as if they saw a formidable enemy like a nemesis. open automatically.

"Hey, you guys have some good eyesight!" Xia Zixuan sneered and stepped in.

Bai Qiange's eyeballs flickered, she gritted her teeth, and quickly followed behind, entering the bronze door.

The big bronze door was quickly closed, and what appeared in front of the two was a spacious ancestral hall filled with incense.

On the plaque is clearly written, the four solemn characters of Liu's Ancestral Hall.

Xia Zixuan took a look, and found that on the high platform directly opposite, there was a red sandalwood table full of memorial tablets.

The above surnames, without exception, are all members of the Liu clan.

Only relying on her powerful soul perception, Xia Zixuan still noticed that there was a unique tablet hidden among those tablets.

There is a strong aura of the Xuanmen master on the tablet, but it is crushed by a thick bloody aura.

If nothing else, it was the tablet that belonged to the hero.

As the darling of heaven, Bai Qiange, the heroine of this world, naturally has her own perception.She also noticed the unusual tablet, and there seemed to be a voice shouting in her heart, making her walk over involuntarily, and accurately found the tablet made of blood-colored agarwood from a pair of tablets.

"Yingluo!" Bai Qiange looked at the two magnificent words on it, without any other explanation, and couldn't help but read it aloud.

Xia Zixuan grinned and said, the plot master is very good, just look at it, the male lead and the female lead will always meet as husband and wife, and both return home!

"If you read my name, you will be my wife!" With the teasing voice of an evildoer, a handsome man in ancient costume wearing a black brocade suit and a jade crown appeared.

In his hand is holding, uh, Xuanyuan Sword!
Nima, this guy's background is a fortress!

If you win, will the descendants of the first emperor fail?
Facts have proved that Xia Zixuan's guess is completely correct!

"What nonsense are you talking about? Hmph, looking at you, a ghost who has lived for thousands of years must have done a lot of evil things!" Facts have proved that when the heroine and the heroine meet for the first time, they will think that one of them is shameless. , Forcibly marrying, the other party is arrogant and arrogant, and the dead duck has a hard mouth, saying some righteous words as the fuse.

Xia Zixuan frowned, and found that Mingshang was trapped in, uh, the coffin of the hero before!

When her eyes darkened, she looked at the male protagonist with a less friendly gaze.

"You trapped my people in the coffin?" Xia Zixuan whipped a willow branch, but Yingluo didn't care much, and raised Xuanyuan Sword casually to resist.

As a result, Xuanyuanjian let out a crisp sword cry, his complexion changed suddenly, and a lot of black mist was blown away immediately.

Xia Zixuan continued to slap her, and she continued to criticize displeasedly: "Your coffin has let your mummified corpse of thousands of years stay for such a long time, how dare you let him be wronged to live in it? What's the matter, can you give him the unowned crystal ice coffin next to your coffin?"

Yingluo was throbbing all over from Xia Zixuan's beating. This woman didn't seem to have any fluctuations in her breath, she was clearly an ordinary person.

But she just waved the willow branch so casually, and every time she hit him, it could break his solid soul!
This woman is weird!
If she continued to beat her like this, Yingluo felt that his soul, which had been so hard to condense, might collapse again!
"Stop!" Yingluo dodged in embarrassment, rushed behind Bai Qiange, grinned and said, "Since you took my tablet and read my name, you married me, Yingluo! My lady, if you don't stop your companions from hurting my soul, you will suffer too!"

Bai Qiange frowned and said, "She's not my companion!"

Xia Zixuan said almost at the same time: "Ai Jia and her are not the same way!"

Unanimous words sounded, and Yingluo said with a grim face: "In that case, our husband and wife will join forces and take that woman down!"

At the same time as the words fell, Bai Qiange and Ying Luo took out their special weapons and rushed towards Xia Zixuan.

Xia Zixuan snorted coldly, sensing that Mingshang in the coffin was about to be unable to hold on, and when his godhead was about to be contaminated by Yin Qi, he coldly dodged the attacks of the two.

Both hands began to form seals on her chest, throwing out complicated spells one after another, and opened a door in front of her, inside which she could clearly see the coffin that belonged to Yingluo.

Yingluo's face changed wildly, and he exclaimed: "You are a descendant of the witch clan!"

Bai Qiange's complexion also changed drastically. This complicated sealing technique clearly belongs to the lost technique in the records of their god-witch clan!

Yingluo shook his head, and said vigilantly: "No, descendants cannot know these forbidden techniques! Who are you? Could it be that you were a former witch?"

At the beginning of the witches, there were nine great witches.

Unfortunately, Xia Zixuan has a mission world, which is the White Witch among the Nine Witches, who is most famous for spells and spells.

Ignoring the shock of the person and ghost behind her, Xia Zixuan stepped into the door and walked straight to the coffin.

The moment Xia Zixuan entered, the space she forcibly tore open was closed.

The coffin was surrounded by nine young girls' unjust souls. After thousands of years of accumulation, they have become the most concentrated collection of hostility, resentment and yin.

In particular, they followed the principle of devouring and devouring the rest of the souls, and finally the survival of the fittest became the nine most powerful innocent souls.

Taking out the ice coffin containing Mingzhi from the space, Xia Zixuan hesitated for a moment when she saw the nine innocent souls, and rushed towards the ice coffin, making sounds of surprise and excitement.

When Mingzhi was fully awake, seeing this scene, he let out a shrill and unwilling roar.

After the nine wronged souls tore Ming Zhi to pieces, the resentment on her body gradually faded, Xia Zixuan took out Ming Zhi's godhead at this time, and threw it at the nine wronged souls.

The grievances gradually disintegrated, and the yin and evil energy in the entire altar quickly disappeared.

Xia Zixuan effortlessly opened the coffin, met Mingshang's dark eyes and said, "Hey, our Great God Nangongji, is it so late?"

(End of this chapter)