Cultural Relics Are Not To Be Messed With

"Look at your reaction—you should recognize this rune, why? Is it fun to cheat people? It's so beautiful that you don't even know the north, south, east, west, north, right! How does it feel when the paper is crushed into the ground?" Long Ya shook the talisman paper in his hand, squinted his eyes and said coldly: "Oh, by the way, I can't call you a revisit! You weren't there when you were crushed, right? In this way, the black energy is your father or your grandfather, you are still a generation behind me, do you know grandson?"

The black figure just got out of the ground, and was a little excited, but at this moment, stimulated by Long Ya's long words, he suddenly lost his previous calm.

After all, it is composed of dark sides such as resentment, jealousy, and hatred. Even if it is almost a spirit, it is still a collection of these. In this unstable state, emotions are extremely prone to ups and downs, and are easily irritated.

What's more, Long Ya even called him "grandson".

The two will-o'-the-wisp eyes on the black shadow's face trembled suddenly, and the flames flickered more and more, as if to convey the black shadow's increasingly restless emotions.

It stared at the four paper talismans in Longya's hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "When I was suppressed underground, I hadn't formed yet. But after all, I was transformed into nine qi, and it has experienced my nature." I remember it clearly. If I remember correctly, the four talisman papers are not effective because you shake them like this. Otherwise, it would not kill the evil star on your shoulder. I want to take these Are you fooling me with paper? I don't have the time to accompany you—"

It said something that it didn't care about, but its tone was full of resentment.

The shadow and fear brought about by being suppressed for so many years cannot be eliminated in a short while.

When people talk about arguing, it is always the person who becomes angry and angry first strikes.

After the black shadow said these words, his whole body swelled up and instantly covered the sky.

A long knife grew out of its hand as if it had melted away, both the handle and the blade were as black as ink.The moment the long knife appeared, it swung the knife down with a mighty force and headed straight for Longya.

Seeing that the blade was about to fall to the top of his head, Long Ya disappeared in an instant while holding Qi Chen in his arms. The black blade cut into the ground without any resistance, cutting open the gravel on the ground, just like cutting tofu All the same, without breaking a sweat.

Where the knife passed, a gust of wind rose suddenly, breaking several tall trees, and where the knife touched, a raging fire suddenly burst out.

It's just that the color of the fire was green and gloomy, and it also carried an extremely unpleasant smell of decay. It burned the ground into a piece of scorched earth in an instant, and immediately after that, countless dark liquids seeped out of the scorched earth. , Against the background of the fire in the two eyes of the black shadow, there was a slight light reflected.

When the liquid seeped out, the strong smell of blood was mixed with the decaying air, which was simply disgusting.

The dragon tooth that was carrying Qi Chen didn't get a little bit of it. His figure flashed, and he appeared behind the black shadow at this time. With a twist of his wrist, he silently swung the long knife in his hand.The long knife was originally transformed by the knife boy, it can shrink freely, and it becomes larger in the air, extending tens of meters, and stabbing the back of the shadow.

Long Ya carried Qi Chen on his shoulders, but he didn't mean to be inconvenient in the slightest. He directly pressed the long knife and swipe towards the black shadow.

The black figure was stabbed straight in the face, and laughed hoarsely: "I've already said that swords don't work on me, why can't I remember it in a blink of an eye! It's just knocking on the door—death! "As it said, it turned around quickly, and raised its hand to strike Longya.

But what Longya was waiting for was his turning around.

His speed was extremely fast, and when the black figure turned around, Longya happened to be directly facing its face, so Longya sneered, raised his hand, and slapped the first paper talisman on the black shadow unceremoniously. Shadow's face.

The moment the paper talisman touched the shadow, the complicated runes on it seemed to come alive, floating directly from the talisman paper and becoming larger, covering the shadow's face like a net.

The black shadow didn't expect that the paper talisman would actually work, he immediately shouted angrily, raised his hand to grab his own face without hesitation, and stabbed the knife with his five fingers straight to where Longya was.

But Longya was faster than it, and out of thin air, it flipped the finger knife that passed it by a somersault, landed on its heart, and raised its hand to strike another talisman.

The complicated runes drawn by cinnabar floated up from the paper again, turning into a bigger net, which covered the shadow's heart, and then tightened suddenly.

The black figure screamed hoarsely.

It was furious, a piece of talisman covered its head, and a piece of talisman worried its heart. It was so tortured that it didn't even look at it, so it swung its long knife frantically and slashed out. Countless winds of the knife fell on the mountains, the ground, the forest... countless A dark green fire blazed up in the mountain, and ghosts cried out everywhere in the fire, full of resentment. Wherever they passed, the blood was thick, the grass and trees withered instantly, the rocks were broken into powder, and a layer of dusty fog was trapped in the mountain.

It destroyed the entire Qushan Mountain badly, but it couldn't cut the dragon's teeth.

"After a few traps, I really think I've grown my brain!" Long Ya sneered, and with a few dazzling dodges, he patted the other two talisman papers on the black figure.

For a moment, the runes on the four pieces of talisman paper were connected to each other, forming a huge and complete net, trapping the black shadow in it, and for a while, some movements were restricted.

It panted a few times with a hoarse voice, then took a deep breath, suddenly stopped struggling, laughed faintly, and said: "Do you think these four talismans can really trap me? "

As soon as the words fell, its body changed.

It was like a large piece of black ink being dipped on the edge and filled up a few more strokes - countless sharp blades protruded from his body, one by one, from the shoulders, arms, fingertips and other places.

Every time one sticks out, it points directly at the rune net tied to its body, and with the sound of golden soldiers striking each other, it contends against that rune net.

As the black shadow said, the talisman on that layer was very different from the talisman that Qi Chen made back then. After all, it was only drawn by Li Daochang with pure cinnabar. Although it was still effective, it could be suppressed for a while, but it would not last long.It is only a matter of minutes to be breached by it.

Seeing that the sharp blades on the black shadow quickly gained the upper hand, the rune net tied to it was glowing white, and trembled violently, as if the sharp blade would break through the rune net in the next second, stabbing Out.

The black shadow laughed hoarsely: "Look, the talisman net you cast can no longer hold up, what else can you use to hold me down? What's the point of competing with me like this?" ? It's useless at all, and a few talisman papers were wasted..."

Its voice was as faint as ever, with a bit of underground spookiness, eerie, and very uncomfortable to hear.

Long Ya picked out his ears, carried Qi Chen in his arms, and floated a long knife in front of his face, shaking his head impatiently: "Can you stop talking? You can hear me with a knife in that broken voice." It's itchy and buzzing, do you hear it? I said, I'm here to wait for you to crawl out of the ground, to see if you have a face, if you're blind, and if you're blind—"

While he was talking, the sharp blades around the black shadow with strong resentment pierced the talisman net that restrained him.

I saw it suddenly stretched its body, and the rune net covering it made a crackling sound, broke apart, and directly shattered into paper scraps, flying in all directions.

At the moment when the black shadow broke free from the talisman net and had no time to meet the dragon tooth, the long tooth that had been waiting in front of his face suddenly moved, and his whole body turned into a golden knife light, piercing the black shadow eyes.

It penetrated from the left eye to the right eye, and then flew out from the other end.

The black figure let out an extremely tragic wail in an instant, the hoarse cry almost tore the night sky apart, and people's ears buzzed, and the eardrums were about to be punctured and bleed.

It saw that its two will-o'-the-wisp eyes had disappeared, and its entire face had completely turned into black, with no light left.

"If you're blind, I'll dig out those useless eyeballs for you. Look, isn't this in my hands?!" Long Ya's voice rang out again, with a cold smile I mean, I finished what I didn't say before.

The long knife that the knife boy had turned into had disappeared and was put away again.

At this time, Long Ya was holding Qi Chen in one hand, and raised the other idly, with his five fingers slightly spread, in the palm of his hand, two handfuls of green fireballs clustered together quietly, the flames fluctuated up and down, bright and dark The light reflected on Longya's fingers, which were thin and slender.

"I know what you are! You are still young for thousands of years if you play tricks in front of me!" Long Ya sneered, and said, "Isn't it just a pile of filth and evil, and you still have the face to call yourself as big as possible!" Nine qi, why don't you just call it beriberi with a homonym, how appropriate!"

"Swords and swords can't penetrate—" Long Ya raised his eyelids to look at the struggling black figure, and then turned his eyes back to his palm: "You just cultivated two soul fires, which are worse than ordinary people. It’s short of one, and you actually put garlic in front of me, I want to see, where can you act as a demon when your soul fire is gone!”

As he spoke, Long Ya raised one corner of his mouth, gathered his five fingers, and put the two clusters of green soul fire into the palm of his hand, then pinched it hard.

"Ah—" The scream of the black shadow was raised again.

Long Ya sneered evilly, and crushed the things in his hands until nothing was left.

The black shadow was tumbling in the air like crazy, scurrying around like a headless fly, and then became thinner and more transparent...

In the end, it turned into the most primitive black gas and dispersed in the air.

Only the hoarse scream and the lingering sound echoed in the empty mountains...

Long Ya lowered his eyes and stood for a while, then moved his eyes, turned his head to somewhere to the left and shouted: "Which desperate sneak is hiding there? Get out!"