Xianzun is pregnant with the devil's cub

From the bottom of the celestial burial pit, streams of foul-smelling wind gushed out, which was very unpleasant.

Chu Hanjin asked Mu Lianchun, "Senior brother, help me create a barrier, and I will try to detect the spirit."

Exploring spirits is a spell created by Chu Kuang when the Taoist palace was built in the celestial burial pit. At that time, ghosts were rampant, and there were always craftsmen who suddenly disappeared or were killed during the construction. Therefore, Chu Kuang created this technique to connect the souls of craftsmen together. , if someone suddenly interrupts, you can immediately perceive it.

The function of this technique is to connect the aura of living people.

Chu Hanjin is now using this method to confirm whether there are other living creatures besides them at the bottom of the abyss.

"Junior brother, be careful, I will build an enchantment to protect you, so you can cast spells without worry." Luminescent light appeared in Mu Lianchun's palm.

The enchantment was built with aura, and as soon as it was released, the resentful souls gathered around like wolves that had been hungry for a long time, smelling the fishy smell.They wanted to break into the barrier to inhale the breath of living people, their heads stuck to the barrier, their protruding eyeballs stared blankly, mucus flowed out of their mouths, and they were so greedy.

Chu Hanjin reached out and drew a magic circle on the ground.

The center is filled with golden light, and the network generally radiates towards the surroundings. Like vines, it spreads along the bones to the entire bottom of the valley. A light red line slowly rises from the foreheads of everyone present, and it glows fluorescent after being connected.

Everyone showed surprise, Chu Hanjin signaled, "Don't be nervous, this spell has no harm to the body, it is only used to detect the soul and lock the location of the living."

When the color of the red line stopped getting darker, Chu Hanjin stopped casting spells, "No one."

He repeated: "Except for us, there is no other living person connected."

This proves that Xue Wuya is dead.

The previous two days could only be regarded as speculation, but now the evidence is conclusive.

Xing Jiangxin was furious, and he slapped the tall puppet beside him with his palm: "I said earlier that if you live, you must see people and if you die, you must see corpses. Find, find for me! Even if it is a corpse, find it for me!"

He was so strong that he staggered the iron puppet that had been nourished in the talisman water for decades, and rushed to the corpse mountain not far away in a panic.

Chu Han received the spell now.

And Li Gui, who was lying on the barrier just now, came in front of him, showing confusion because of the sudden news of his vitality.He circled around Chu Hanjin, looked up and down at him, sniffed up and down, almost stuck to him, trying to determine whether he was alive or dead.

But in the next moment, he was kicked out heavily.

"Oh!"

Li Gui's broken bones "da da da" crawled together, and after returning to human form, he angrily glared at the person who kicked him.

Yue Lin stood gloomy at the side, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a neither soft nor heavy voice:

"roll."

Li Gui continued to stare, staring at why he kicked himself.

In normal times, Li Gui rushed up to beat him, and his fight was broken, but now he faintly sensed the danger and did not dare to go forward.

Yue Lin raised his hand and slapped him, and a whirlwind rolled up in the air, knocking him to the ground:

"Dare to talk back? Roll as far as you can!"

"..."

Li Gui was stunned for a while in aggrieved state, then angrily hammered the bone until it finished beating, swallowed his anger and walked away.

What Yue Lin used was external skills, not mixed with spiritual energy, and would not attract resentful souls, but their childish behavior made Chu Hanjin frown uncontrollably.

——Yuelin almost mouthed the words "my people" to the ghost.

Bullying low-level ghosts is shameless.

Beside him, a cultivator from the Hundred Great Masters said "Wow!": "This big black fat man is so powerful!"

The big black fat man directly in front, who is also Xing Jiangxin's puppet, is shaking his iron body at this time. A giant foot tramples the ownerless corpse into powder, and picks up the residual limbs and bones on the ground. Seeing that it is not Xue Wuya's The corpse was thrown back casually and crushed on the spot.

The celestial burial pit is huge, and the bones are piled up like a mountain. Mu Lianchun said: "Let's start looking for it too."

Chu Han found himself now, Yue Lin followed behind him, and the talkative monk followed Yue Lin, muttering: "Brother Yue Lin, do you know why Sect Master Xing took such a big risk to find the bones?" come out?"

"how?"

"I heard," the talkative monk flaunted, "his four big puppets were forged from living people, tsk tsk! This Xue Wuya is his apprentice, he has excellent bones, and he hasn't grown a flower yet." He just died. Now he is in a hurry to find the corpse, and he is going to use it to train puppets!"

Yue Lin was very interested: "Is there such a thing?"

"It's true, it's true!"

The voice made Chu Hanjin look back.

The talkative monk laughed and said, "Do you think so, Mr. Yuezhao?"

Chu Hanjin was still neatly dressed and spotless in the pile of corpses. When he asked him, he stroked his sash, with a straight expression, "The puppets of Suzerain Xing are some of his best friends during his lifetime, and they are willing to give their bodies to him after death. , They signed the contract on purpose. The corpses were recovered after their death by the suzerain, not the so-called refining of living people into puppets. Don’t spread such rumors.”

The man sneered: "Mr. Yuezhao is a member of the Six Great Sects, so naturally he speaks for the Six Great Sects. Even if it is the truth, Mr. Yuezhao will not admit it."

Yue Lin shook his head: "Not necessarily, I think what Yue Zhao-jun said must be the truth."

"How dare you be sure?"

"If there is only one upright person in this world, it can only be Jun Yuezhao."

"..."

No one dared to say this, and I don't know how he dared to say it.

Chu Hanjin was about to stop this kind of meaningless chatter, when a low growl suddenly came from beside him.

The big black fat man just now, Xing Jiangxin's puppet, did not know what he encountered, and slapped himself on the forehead.His arms were soaked in the talisman water into iron arms, and his strength could crush the steel. At this moment, he slapped his own forehead hard, and his eyes rolled out from the eye sockets, and he said "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!") when the eyeballs rolled out from their sockets) cry of pain!

But he was in pain, and he slapped his forehead harder and harder, as if that was the source of the pain he felt. With a few "bang bang bang" palms, he slapped half of his head off!

"Lying on the grass?" The monk opened his mouth wide.

This is the flaw of the puppet. It only knows how to attack, but does not know how to think. It is very dull.

The puppet self-destructed for no reason, Xing Jiangxin panicked: "Xia Sheng!"

His voice was heard by the puppet.

Xia Sheng regained his sanity slightly, his only remaining eyeballs rolled away, instead of walking towards Xing Jiangxin, he strode towards the assembled resentful souls, as if being manipulated by something, he grabbed a ghost and tore it forcefully.When the ghost group was attacked, they were all enraged, and they yelled "Wow wah wah" and tore with him——

Xing Jiangxin turned pale: "I didn't let him attack the grieving ghost? Why? Why is it out of control?"

Seeing Xia Sheng screaming from the beating, he yelled again: "Run away! You idiot! Don't you know how to run away if you can't beat it? You still stand there and let them beat you!"

Xia Sheng, who was originally in a state of madness, was controlled by the spell and became quiet. He patted his head and walked this way step by step.

But behind him, black qi and resentful souls followed like locusts crossing the border, overwhelming the sky.

"Resentful souls have also been attracted," Mu Lianchun expressed worry, "Oh, why don't we go up first? I'm afraid the burial pit won't be able to go down today."

Lumen next to him snorted lightly: "Timid and fearful, Sect Master Mu, you are still exactly the same as before."

Mu Lianchun's eyes suddenly turned red: "What did you say?!"

Lumen turned his palms and drew a spell, which turned into five rotating rings after his palms jumped. Each ring was bursting with cold light. When you look closely, you think it is broken light, but it is actually an array of thousands of rotating swords.

——This is the Dao Sect of the Last Law, the prestigious Wanjian Killing Formation!

The reason why Taoism at the end of the law is called the law of the last stream is because Xiuxian asks, the upper law is internal strength, such as the flow of spirit and energy refining; the last law is external work, such as swords, swords and sticks.Ordinary Daoist disciples can only cultivate one or two ranks of rings in their lifetime, but Lumen has cultivated a fifth rank sword array, that is a total of [-] swords!

Mu Lianchun roared: "You want to show off your power in front of me, fine! But it's not the time to show off your power! You take back the sword array!"

Lumen's face was arrogant, and he didn't obey.The sword array let out a long howl, full of murderous aura, and fell towards the ghosts in the abyss.

Mu Lianchun was furious: "Are you going to accept it?!"

Lu Ming said leisurely: "Mu Zong is mainly afraid, so he can leave by himself."

Mu Lianchun felt that this matter was unreasonable, and his face was full of despair: "Do you know who is buried in the celestial burial pit—"

There was a melodious sound of the wind, and the ghosts were shrouded in it. They were suddenly induced, and they all turned to the left and right in horror.

Blood flowed into a river, and a tall man in ragged clothes walked out with blood in his eyes. He held a long knife in one hand, looked up at the sky, seemed to be in deep thought, and asked in a deep voice after a while, "Are they all alive?"

Someone asked: "Who is this?"

"Who is this???" Mu Lianchun's voice was hoarse, "Luming, do you recognize him? This is the previous suzerain of your Doomed Dao Sect! Back then when the immortals and demons fought, he killed countless demons with a long sword and was surrounded by ten thousand demons At that time, in order to save his best friend, Neidan Broken still fought. When he was rescued, the only question he asked was: Are they all alive?"

...are they all alive?

Lumen's expression was stiff, as if his bone marrow had been sucked out, and he was no longer the arrogance he had just now.

"He rescued him desperately, and one of them was your father! Lumen, let me ask you, do you still dare to fight his ghost?!"

The sword array in Lumen's hand went out immediately.

However, Dao Zong had already sensed the aura, thought it was the demons, nodded, and slashed the long sword fiercely, as if he was brave when he was fighting back then, with a vigorous posture, he rushed forward with great strides.

"I said earlier, don't provoke the spirits of the celestial burial!" Mu Lianchun's voice pierced with pain.

Because the bottom of this pit is full of loyal souls!

There was a collective change, and the aura suddenly flourished, reflecting the sunlight at the bottom of the pit.

Now that Chu Han had drawn his sword, he said, "The celestial burial pit is restricted, but fortunately the resentful souls are only imprisoned at the bottom of the pit, and everyone will be fine if they escape."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the outside of the pit, but was blocked by the knife sect's long sword, and only heard his firm voice: "With this sect here, the evil spirits can't even think about leaving half a step."

The Yin wind forced the back of the neck with the lingering saber energy, as if touching the ice-cold, Chu Han blocked it with his sword, and was cut back two steps, seeing Dao Zong leap forward, and slashed at him like lightning— —

"Deng—" There was a crisp sound, and the light was brighter than before.

The giant sword on Yue Lin's body was removed at some point, and the black cloth was untied, revealing a red and black long sword with patterns engraved on the blade, one side resembles a sword, the other side resembles a knife, covered with spells, faintly showing red light.When the giant sword came out, the ghosts around seemed to see something terrifying, and hurriedly backed away.

Only Dao Zong was stunned for a moment, and made great strides to kill him!

The two weapons collided and the blades met.

The giant sword actually cut the long knife into two pieces.

Yue Lin stood gloomily among the bones, holding a huge sword in one hand, and said in an oppressive voice, "He's not a demon."

Dao Zong seemed not to understand, and looked at him directly.

"He's not a demon, please go back." Yue Lin caressed the moon-like blade, and carved a snow-like mark on his brows, "If you hurt him again, if you use your sword next, I'm afraid it will kill your soul."

Dao Zong paused, somehow, as if he understood, he turned around and stumbled to the other side.Others didn't distinguish between ghosts, and when they smelled alive, they thought they were demons. They grabbed a monk with ferocious fingers, and tore him in half without looking at the other's screams.These emergent heroic souls densely surrounded the celestial burial pit like an iron bucket.

"Pfft-"

Lu Ming was stabbed by Dao Zong, and he covered his bleeding abdomen with a dazed expression.Several puppets of Xing Jiangxin were also torn apart, screaming like ghosts, Lord Negative Yin was hit with a sword in the waist, furious, a fan turned into a Xuanji longbow, and suddenly shot thousands of arrows.

——Blood flowed into rivers for a while, as if the tragedy of the war in those years.

Mu Lianchun fends off the crowd of resentful souls, grabs Chu Hanjin's shoulder and slams into the dark room:

"Junior brother, hide!"

Just as Chu Hanjin was about to speak, he knocked his forehead, and his back was embraced by another dark figure, wrapped in the coldness of a cold wind:

"Don't go out."

The hilt of the sword was pressed against the door panel, and it slammed out with a "Kang Dang", blocking the bloody fighting outside the window.

The house suddenly fell into silence.

Quiet enough to make one's scalp tingle, completely different from the nervousness just now.

"..."

Chu Hanjin wanted to move forward, but the back of his neck was pinched by a pair of icy hands, and he moved very skillfully, hugging him back into his arms, and the warmth came from his close-fitting body.

Yue Lin clung to his ear, his voice was like breathing:

"Don't go out."

He said coldly, "Let them kill."