Seeking immortality in a deceitful way starts by making oneself into a puppet

The Sudra tribe, or Nanuhutu's information was obviously insufficient, and they didn't know that Chi Xinzi was hiding in a ghost cellar. This group of people toiled in the abandoned temple for several days, and after a series of carpet... After a long search, they finally found a thick bluestone tablet in an area five feet deep from the ground.

This bluestone slab is engraved with a large number of densely packed strange rune patterns. Because it is carved with cinnabar or other seals, it looks like scarlet bloodstains, full of ominous, strange and gloomy.

In the huge vertical pit, a few local islanders who dug up this bluestone just took a second look and found that these ghost-like runes suddenly twisted, forming terrifying ghost heads with evil smiles. From the stone tablet Flying out, they opened their fangs and rushed toward themselves. They were so frightened that they dropped their hoes and climbed up quickly.

"There's a ghost! There's a ghost!"

Several islanders screamed and climbed up, pushed away the Sudra guards who were blocking them, and ran out in despair.

Suddenly, a gloomy, cold voice was heard.

"Be bold! Stop making noise!"

Chi!

The air exploded, and an invisible force hit them. The sternums of these islanders were broken, and their bodies were blown into the air. Heart-breaking sounds of shattering joints were heard from their whole bodies.

Without even making a scream, several islanders were killed directly.

"What are you guards doing for food!"

A tall man wearing golden armor, a golden knife hanging from his waist, and a long black cloak. His face was full of thought, his nose was high, his facial features were deep, his thick beard and hair had a dark copper-red color, and his whole body was more... It exudes an extremely fiery aura, and this aura also carries an extremely ferocious and cruel fighting spirit.

Wow!

The black cloak like a cloak was swung, and what was on the inside attracted the attention of everyone present, especially the yellow-armored soldiers of the Sun family. Their mouths were wide open and their faces were pale.

"human face?"

The Sun family elder's eyes were a little dazed, and several faces could be seen on the inside of the black cloak, including the faces of young people, young women, old people, and innocent teenagers.

They all had stiff expressions, fixed on their black cloaks like specimens.

"'Sea Wolf' He Moheng's Infernal Cloak!"

Elder Sun came to his senses and muttered something softly.

The man glanced at him, snorted slightly with dissatisfaction, and shouted.

"If you didn't pay attention to these untouchables and let them collide with His Highness Hutu, what crime should you be responsible for?"

Several Sudra guards looked embarrassed and lowered their heads one by one.

"Okay, He Mohuan, don't embarrass these people. This is just a trivial matter."

Nanuhutu was a very handsome young man wearing a golden cloak and golden boots.

He also noticed the strangeness of the bluestone slab, and immediately called two elders of the Sun family to ask them what runes they were.

"My understanding of the Dayou Cultivation World is limited. I can't tell the origin of this rune. Do you know anything?"

"Your Highness Hutu."

The two elders of the Sun family, one is tall and thin, the other is short and fat, both of them are extremely respectful to Nanu Hutu, but they really cannot recognize the strange runes on the bluestone. He could only shake his head and said:

"These runes are so weird. I don't know what their origin is. However, the two of us also observed carefully and found that these runes look like talismans and pictures. They can also transform into ferocious ghost shapes. This Nine times out of ten, the runes are related to the Mud Cult or the Ghost Crying Sect among the Nine Evils of Immortality."

The tall and thin Sun family elder was named Sun Zhengong. He couldn't make up his mind, but he just felt that the seals and seals written on the bluestone were a bit strange.

"Your Highness, for safety reasons, it is better to find a master who knows the runes from Dayou first..."

"joke!!"

The tall man wearing gold-threaded armor, his real name is He Moheng. He was Na Nuhutu's personal guard. His eyes were as sharp as a falcon, and he suddenly turned his head and looked directly at Sun Zhengong with his sharp eyes.

At the same time, He Moheng grinned, and the cloak on his body swayed slightly. The faces hidden in it all had a look of resentment. The eyes of old people, women, and young people burst out from their eye sockets. Shoot out hate.

Sun Zhengong was glared at by He Moheng and subconsciously took a step back, feeling frightened for a while.

'This He Moheng is the number one warrior of the Vidhara clan, and his cultivation level is extremely high. The Vidhara clan is not as good as the Sudra clan, but the Sea Wolf Army led by He Moheng is also one of the seven remaining clans. He was a powerful force in the army, but was captured and manipulated by Nanu Zhenyu three times. He was convinced and became the slave of Nanu's family! ’

He was angry and afraid.

The number one warrior of the Bidhara tribe is also a master in the spiritual world. Since he became famous, he has been famous for his ruthless nature and cruel methods. The dark cloak he wears is also a magical weapon, named The origin of the "Infinite Cloak" is very mysterious.

He Moheng acted so fiercely that he also established many powerful enemies for him, including long-established Taoist masters and handsome men of the younger generation. In the end, he killed them all, peeled off their faces, and used secret techniques to sacrifice them. It blends into the inside of the cloak that I am wearing.

Sun Zhengong could vaguely see ten faces hanging on the long cloak on the left and right sides of He Moheng's body, glaring at him in unison.

At this moment, the Sun family elder's heart felt cold, he was covered in cold sweat, and he even took a few steps back.

‘He Moheng may not have attained Taoism yet, but his cultivation level is not far behind that of breaking through the barrier of life and death and taking the final step of promotion to Taoism! Nanu Zhenyu, the leader of the five sect commanders, could subdue such an arrogant master. How terrifying is his strength, and what a powerful hero he is? ’

Putting aside Sun Zhengong's inner thoughts, He Moheng just glared at him, fearing that Sun Zhengong would become frightened and retreat repeatedly.

From this, he also discerned that Sun Zhengong, the elder of the Sun family, was already trembling with fear. He couldn't help but laugh in his heart that this Great Youren was so timid and had such a temperament. He didn't know how to cultivate to the point where he is today...

"Hey! What are Dayou's Nine Evils of Immortality? A mere piece of bluestone dares to show off in front of me, the Sea Wolf King, He Moheng. Your Highness, let Wugesa, Sotura, and Dabar Master, come here, rely on the secret methods of the masters, it will not be a problem to break this bluestone!"

"Right."

Na Nuhutu just casually asked the two elders of the Sun family. The answers they gave made him very dissatisfied. He didn't bother to pay any attention to it. He ignored the two people behind him and called directly to ride with the "Horsetooth Sea Beast" flag. The boat came to three other Taoist masters on Feiyu Island.

"I have met His Highness Hutu!"

Three old men wearing white robes embroidered with gold came up and gave a slight salute to Nanuhutu, who quickly returned the salute.

These three monastic masters are also priests of the Sudra people. In addition to practicing the "Brahma Wheel Book" themselves for a long time, the three of them were also allowed by the elders to learn various heretical spells and witchcraft. It was easy to invite him here.

Wugesa is the leader of the three. He has three white eyes and a sinister face. He holds a staff with a cat's eye-sized ruby ​​on the top.

That Sotura had a gray face, his eyes were slightly closed, and he had a graceful attitude. There was a ferocious red-eyed crow on his shoulder; and Master Dabar, who was as short as a dwarf, held a long crow in his right hand. The flag looks a bit funny.

"We have checked, and it is the magic technique of the Great Youren. We can use the witchcraft blood curse to break it, but it requires a lot of living blood, preferably young, energetic men..."

Wugesa licked her chapped lips.

"Living flesh and blood?"

Na Nuhutu thought for a while and said: "We, the warriors of the Sudra clan, are all full of energy and blood, but how can I bear to harm these warriors of the clan... Come on, capture those islanders. "

"H-Lord Hutu?!"

The two elders of the Sun family also understood what Nanuhutu was planning to do. They opened their mouths and wanted to stop him, but they simply closed their mouths when Nanuhutu's eyes glanced at him.

The Sudra people immediately grabbed the guards of the Sun family and the islanders who were digging nearby, picked out about twenty strong men, pushed them to the bluestone slab, cut their throats with a knife, and sprayed blood on the stone slab.

Next, they followed the same method and killed twenty people in a row. The three priests also silently recited spells and cast spells. As they cast spells, the runes on the bluestone slab also emitted a dazzling light. After half a stick of incense, , the talisman culture turned into a mass of ghosts and screamed, exploding, and even the bluestone slabs cracked.

Boom!

The ground beneath their feet seemed to be shaking, and then streams of black gas erupted from the deep black holes under the bluestone slabs, turning into large black smoke and spreading outwards. Before anyone could react, the black cloud-like mist enveloped the entire temple. got up.

"W-what is this?"

Nanuhutu opened his eyes wide, seeing ghosts and shadows in all directions, and countless twisted shapes floating in the air. He first heard the ghost cry "chirp, chirp" in his ears, and then hundreds of ghosts echoed... Hee hee, chirp, quack, Hehe, all kinds of ghost sounds come and go, like a tide.

Being in it, as if he was in the night walk of a hundred ghosts, Nanuhutu found that he had lost contact with He Moheng and the guards, and faced all kinds of resentful spirits alone, which made him feel extremely creepy!

…

"The 'Ghost Guard Cellar' is a ghost formation set up by the Mud Cult. You don't understand the magic of the formation, and you still want to break it open? It's really stupid..."

He Ping smiled coldly, and a bronze figurine lamp in his hand lit up with a faint firelight. The firelight illuminated a way out in the dark fog, and the surrounding ghosts also screamed and retreated.

He ignored the other people in the black mist, quickly shuttled through the temple, rushed directly to the deep pit dug there, and got in with a single movement of his body.

Under the bluestone slab is a larger cellar. Inside is a small, narrow, square chamber with no lights. Gold, silver and jewelry are piled randomly on the ground. Dozens of luminous pearls and halo materials are neatly placed on the ground. The shelves on both sides shed light blue and yellow fluorescence, illuminating the cellar.

He Ping saw the blood-red balsam placed on one of the shelves at a glance.

"This is the 'Blood-Eyed Canaan'. I finally got it." He stretched out his hand to grab it, and a blood-red gem-like balsam hidden in the cellar flew up and fell into his sleeve. Then, the shadow under his feet suddenly expanded. , sucking in all the gold, silver, jewelry, elixirs, and concentrates accumulated in the cellar.

After doing all this, he stood up and rushed out of the pit. He was protected by a ball of yellow smoke and flew into the air.

He Ping didn't intend to waste time. If these people from the Sudra tribe couldn't even break through the ghost formation, then there was no need for him to get entangled with them. The only business was to leave Feiyu Island as soon as possible.

call out!

His figure shot through the sky like a meteor.

The moment he flew out of the temple, a roar came from behind him.

"So brave! Presumptuous!"

The mist in the ghost formation suddenly stagnated, and then several lights and shadows flew out of the air, chasing after He Ping in the direction of his escape.

"You little thief, who are you? You stole things from the cellar. Are you planning to become an enemy of our Sudra clan?"

"Sea Wolf" He Moheng grabbed Nanuhutu with one hand and flew over with a green escaping light. Behind him, there were two elders of the Sun family, as well as Nawu Gesa, Sotura, and Dabar. The three masters, who didn't know what they used, broke through the ghost formation and planned to catch up with themselves.

"What a bunch of guys who hate longevity!"

He Ping sighed deeply. If these people had some sense and were trapped in the ghost formation voluntarily, he would not have planned to go on a killing spree today.

"Forget it! To complete the "Eight Lives and Eight Deaths Nightmare Formation", we still need the souls of a few monks. It's a pity. It seems that someone is destined to commit this disaster today!"