Horror Resurrection, I Bind the Enhanced Simulator

Lin Yiyi's jewel-like eyes suddenly shone with brilliance, her frowning brows stretched out, and she muttered to herself:

"He said, senior sister, you just need to trust me."

Chapter 137 The Scholar in White's Last Card

Outside the city of Fengdu, above the void.

A round of red moon still hangs in the sky, the night is filled with snowflakes falling from the sky, and at a glance, the empty sky is completely white.

Ten miles outside Fengdu City, a few sparsely glowing red skeletons ran towards the tower. After a long time, the skeletons crawled out from under the snow and staggered forward.

"Good step general..."

The scribe in white sat on the void, looking at Fengdu City with eyes as clear as streams of water through the night, frowned slightly, and muttered to himself.

In front of him was a black jade chessboard that shone slightly, on which were still four bronze sculptures of headless horsemen.

"Eighteen filial ghosts..."

"36 Giants..."

"Dragon Slaying..."

"Just when I thought the overall situation was settled, there was another step across the sky and the sea..."

"Sure enough, he is a top chess player."

"When I made a move, I was broken by a move..."

The scribe in white looked down at the black jade chessboard, "The lord's arrival is due to destiny, how could manpower be able to break it..."

"There are no chess pieces to play, so I turn myself into a chess piece."

"How can the ten-thousand-year plan be destroyed in one day..."

After muttering to himself, the scribe in white looked at the black jade chessboard, and a bright light burst out from him!

Then the figure disappeared in the void, turned into a ray of white light and fell into the black jade chessboard.

Snowflakes fell from the sky all over the sky, and there was only a black jade chessboard floating there in the void, on which were placed four rusty bronze sculptures of the Headless Horseman, and a white jade chess piece fell in the center.

……

A strand of bright red blood floated out from under the snow and floated into the air. Not long after, it merged with a strand of blood that was also floating into the air next to it. It didn't take long for this strand of blood that floated into the air to Many strands of blood that also floated into the air gathered together, forming a bloody stream.

At this time, the blood that had already converged into a blood-colored brook merged with a nearby brook that was also condensed from blood, and the more they converged, it became a mighty river of blood rushing into the night sky, and finally Melt into the sea of ​​blood in the center of Fengdu City.

In the center of the sea of ​​blood, there is a huge red blood cell condensed from blood, which is crystal clear like jade. Countless strands of blood floated from various places in Fengdu City and gathered in this sea of ​​blood.

Under the sea of ​​blood, countless skeletons exuding red light gathered there, their eyeballs were like beating emerald green flames, and they stared devoutly at the huge red blood ball in the air that was condensed from blood and turned into a crystal clear jade.

In the city of Fengdu, the night was filled with snowflakes falling from the sky, and this strange and terrifying scene appeared.

The whole city is like a dead city, without a single sound.

Below the city, many surviving aborigines watched in horror at this terrifying scene. Underground of Jinguang Temple, in a dark secret room, a miserable monk was covered in blood, sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, his body emitting a faint light.

In this secret room, hundreds of people looked at the strange and terrifying scene outside through small circular holes with fearful expressions.

"Daoist, can this altar prevent the ghost emperor from coming?"

A middle-aged man wearing a red official robe embroidered with Yunyan showed a sad expression on his face, and asked the pale Taoist priest next to him.

Although Daoist Wen Li's body was also covered with scars, the injuries suffered were much lighter than those of the miserable monk, and did not hurt the root cause.

"Master Zhifu, no one can predict that the ghost emperor will come, but this is the last resort."

Daoist Wen Li, who was standing beside him, spoke in a very weak voice.

"Shi Daochang reshaped the eighteen bronze dragon heads, opened the altar again, and trapped the ghost emperor's embryo in the altar, so the blood sacrifice could not be carried out."

"If the blood sacrifice is not successful, then the ghost emperor will not be able to come to the world."

"If the altar is not broken..."

Daoist Wen Li stopped talking as he spoke, and looked solemnly at the sea of ​​blood in the center of Fengdu City. This incident must have been planned by someone, and the person who planned this disaster has not shown up until now, which made him feel suspicious. Faint uneasiness.

After hearing Daoist Wen Li's words, Zhao Yuanming, the prefect of Fengdu, calmed down a little, but suddenly turned into a shocked expression.

"Look, Daoist!!"

Zhao Yuanming pointed out with his finger, and shouted in horror.

The Daoist Wenli, who was looking outside, showed a shocked expression on his face, and disappeared into the secret room in a flash.

On the city of Fengdu, a gap opened in the night sky, and a huge long sword that was crystal clear exuding white mist landed from the gap in the night sky, heading towards the huge crystal blood ball formed by the condensed blood in the sea of ​​blood!

The huge long sword was nearly a thousand meters long, the body of the sword was like white jade, exuding a white mist, and it fell from the night sky with a bang!

It seems to split the world!

The huge long sword of nearly a thousand meters cut straight from the sky to the huge blood ball in the center of Fengdu City!

"when!"

The sound of metal clashing suddenly resounded between heaven and earth, echoing far away in Fengdu City!

A huge sword shadow nearly [-] meters long made of purple light condensed silently appeared in the night sky, and collided with the white jade giant sword that fell from the sky.

"Jiang Hyuk?"

The giant white jade sword that suddenly fell from the sky was bounced into the night sky, and the body of the sword exuding white mist nearly a thousand meters away disappeared. The young master in the white black Taoist robe is as plump as jade, and a blood-colored long sword floats beside him.

"It's true that hearing a hundred times is worth seeing once. The future generations are terrifying. The ten-thousand-year plan was almost destroyed by your own hands."

Scholar Baiyu saw that Jiang He didn't answer him, and said with a faint smile.

"Is there any backup?"

Floating in the void, Jiang He frowned slightly, looked at the white-clothed scribe and said softly, the white-clothed scribe seemed not at all surprised by his arrival.

"Ha ha……"

The scribe in white chuckled twice, his expression was very relaxed, as if meeting an old friend for many years.

"Thousands of years plan, the destiny comes, how can it be violated by manpower."

"Whether I come to Fengdu or not, the master will come."

"I just came here to meet you and convince you to lose."

"You lost in the ten thousand year plan, not in the fate."

After the white-clothed scribe finished speaking, he smiled slightly at Jiang He, and his body suddenly burst into bright white light, turning into a thousand-meter-long white jade giant sword exuding white mist and crystal clear!

"The appearance of the A-level ghost emperor has been detected!"

An urgent system prompt sounded from Jiang He's mind.

Chapter 138 The story told by the scribe in white to Lin Yiyi

A tiny crack opened in the night sky,

An aura of undead emanated from it, and four rusty bronze spears stained with dark brown blood stained soundlessly from the crack.

"Golden enchantment."

A thought emerged from Jiang He's mind, and instantly a golden light enveloped his body.

"Crackling..."

Four rusty bronze spears stained with dark brown blood stained the golden mask, making the sound of glass shattering.

Subtle cracks appeared one after another, spreading to the entire golden mask in an instant, and then shattered!

"brush!"

Jiang He's figure moved ten meters horizontally out of thin air!

Just as the figure stood still, another gap opened in the night sky behind him, and four rusty bronze spears stained with dark brown blood stained stabbed out from inside!

"Pfft!"

The gushing blood spilled into the night sky, and blood flowers bloomed in the sky!

Four silent bronze spears pierced Jiang He's body floating in the air!

"kindness……"

Jiang He snorted, a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, his face was pale.

The body trembled in the air.

"brush!"

"Seven Stars Ghost Devouring Sword" suddenly burst into a burst of red light, which landed at Jiang He's feet, turned into a red light and carried Jiang He into the night sky!

Disappeared in the night sky like a meteor in the blink of an eye.

Four headless horsemen wearing rusty bronze armor stepped out of the crack, holding an ancient bronze spear stained with dark brown blood, exuding the breath of undead just crawling out of the grave.

Go to the void in the direction where the "Seven Stars Ghost Eater Sword" left!

"boom!"

Nearly a kilometer long, a crystal clear white jade giant sword exuding a white mist fell from the sky!

It landed on the huge blood cell formed by the condensed blood!

Passed through without any obstacles!

The nearly kilometer-long white jade giant sword that pierced into the huge blood cell disappeared immediately!

"who are you?"

Lin Yiyi, who was suspended in the air by four ancient bronze chains pierced through the bones of the lute, asked, her clothes were already soaked in blood, her face was as pale as a piece of white paper, and she looked at the white-clothed scribe in front of her suspiciously.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that I am the one who will save you."

The white-clothed scribe's face was similar to Lin Yiyi's, his face was like gold paper, floating in the air swaying, with a stream of blood slowly flowing from the corner of his mouth, he smiled and said to Lin Yiyi gently.

"If I don't want to go out..."

Lin Yiyi said, looking warily at the scribe in white with a gentle smile in front of him. This person is not a senior, but an aborigine.

And it is A-level strength, but he looks like he has been seriously injured, and he is already dead.

"Why bother? Everyone is against you and wants to kill you. They penetrate your lute bone and hang you on the altar to burn you. Is it worth it for them?"

The scribe in white still smiled faintly and said to Lin Yiyi.

"When the ghost emperor comes down, everyone will die, but you won't, and you will become the mother of the ghost emperor at that time, what a great honor."

The scribe in white said, with a longing look on his face.

"Do you think this is important to me? No matter what you say, I won't go out."

Lin Yiyi said, her voice was weak, but her tone was decisive. She believed in Jiang He, believed in what he said, and believed that he would not harm herself.

"It's up to you to decide whether to go out or not."

The scribe in white didn't feel any anger at what Lin Yiyi said, and said lightly.

"I know you don't belong to this world, and you will leave this world the day after tomorrow."

"Don't worry, you will be the only one going back then, and you will get a lot of rewards."

The scribe in white looked at Lin Yiyi, who had a restless expression, and comforted her.

"Don't dream, even if you kill me, I won't go out."

Lin Yiyi said to the white-clothed scholar with a calm expression.

"There is still a long time, and the festival of the city has not yet started. Let me tell you a story."

The scribe in white didn't answer Lin Yiyi's words, and said to himself, with a look of reminiscence on his face, regardless of whether Lin Yiyi wanted to hear it or not, he spoke slowly.

"A long, long time ago, about ten thousand years ago, there was a rusty iron tree growing on a big mountain."

"One day, the cycad tree suddenly bloomed, and countless beautiful small yellow flowers bloomed, and a green vine also grew from the root of the tree."

"Three days later, a red fruit grew out. The fruit grew bigger and bigger, and the green vines also grew longer and longer, entangled with the iron tree."

"For about a year, the red fruit that was as big as a millstone cracked open, and there was a small baby inside."