141, one hundred and forty one
Just as Ling Nengzong left the village with the small dark coffin, on the bank of the Yellow River, the strange river wind whirled on the water surface and suddenly swept past.
The water waves surged in an instant, and the cold air jumped out from the bottom of the river, just like the breath of a river god. The tumultuous waves spread out with a sense of devouring people.
A strong smell of blood scent in the wind.
The odor overflowed with the wind. Mu Tongguang and Yan Mingliu felt sensitive. When they smelled the odor, their expressions trembled and they immediately entered a state of defense.
The two of them had their eyes like torches, staring at the wide river.
At the same time, Hua Qichang's wet body rushed to the shore like a fish.
Hua Qichang wiped the water droplets on his face and said anxiously: "The evil spirit under the river is restless, and the things underneath seem to be rushing out." He paused, and then frowned again and said: "The last array eye, the array flag has not been inserted yet."
If the last array eye is not completed, then there will be a gap in this array. I wonder if it will affect the actions behind it?
Mu Tongguang looked at the river surface, thought for a while, turned around and looked at Yan Ming who had never made a sound: "Activate this formation with me."
Yan Ming frowned: "Don't wait for Gu Meitou and the others?"
Once the formation is activated, people outside will not be able to enter.
The zombie's emotions flashed a little bit of determination. Could it be that he wanted to deal with the thing below alone?
Mu Tongguang: "No wait. Block this area first."
Yan Ming: "Can they come in?"
Mu Tongguang's eyes drooped: "There is another formation under the river that has not been arranged. When activate this formation, set the formation gate at the bottom of the river, and they will come in from the bottom of the river."
Yan Ming nodded and understood what Mu Tongguang meant.
As long as they are not alone in their fight against the enemy, he should not think that the old monster who can bring the Gu family to such a level can be solved by just him and a zombie.
The two were preparing to activate the formation in one hand. Before that, Mu Tongguang asked Hua Qichang to leave for the time being.
He and Yan Ming are one of the monsters and the other are zombies. The power they release is a certain aggressiveness to humans. Even if they are not deliberately targeted, they will inevitably hurt others.
Let Hua Qichang leave, and at the same time, he told him that when the people from the Taoist Association arrived, he asked him to take them into the formation from the underwater formation gate.
Hua Qichang knew it, took a sip of cigarettes, and stepped away from the river bank.
When he left, Mu Tongguang and Yan Ming looked at each other tacitly, then rushed into the air one after another, standing on the Life and Death Gate of the Bagua Wuji Formation respectively.
Mu Tongguang is responsible for the Death Sect, releasing evil spirits to bless the power of the Death Sect; Yan Ming is responsible for the Death Sect, using the power of demons to shape the Death Sect. Speaking of which, the origin of this demon and zombie comes from the ancient family, and they cooperate with each other. They don’t need to speak too much, and they start to activate their skills at the same time.
The boundless corpse evil and demonic energy condense into a net, covering the sky and rushing into the two gates of life and death, and using the principle of the eight trigrams of Yin and Yang to activate the eight formation eyes below.
Half an hour later, the formation was formed.
There was silence in the sky, and the cicadas crowed at night disappeared without a trace. Only in addition to the gate of life where Yan Ming stood, there were a little fresh wave of air flowing.
While the two of them cast their spells, the river below was surging, as if an angry dragon came out of the cave, stirring up the wind and clouds, and the boundless evil poisonous fog climbed out from the bottom of the river strangely.
The things below seemed to notice the abnormal movements on the river.
Under the dark river, two coffins were up and down, and they began to get restless.
The mouth above was locked by an iron cable, and the coffin surrounded by countless blood-red silk threads was the first to vibrate.
It actually changed abnormally when the lotus lantern was floating in the air in the river. But it seemed to be suppressed by an iron chain and another black coffin. Although it was moving, its arc was extremely small.
It was not until the coffin below for some reason that suddenly moved continuously, emitting some unknown anger and was distracted, and it amplified the vibration frequency.
At the vibration gate, it desperately absorbed the blood-red silk threads around the coffin, trying to include all the blood threads into the coffin.
However, it had just absorbed two red lines, and the things in the coffin below realized his intention.
Only a gloomy hum sounded, and a blood mist suddenly jumped out of the coffin, like a bloody mouth of a giant beast, as if it was about to swallow it, then it stopped restless.
Although the coffin locked by the iron chain was scruple, it seemed unwilling to accept it, and it still vibrated at a small frequency. The evil energy in the coffin spilled out from time to time, touching the red line of the coffin body, wanting to continue to absorb them.
At the same time, in the hazy night rain, Ling Qingzeng, who was walking towards the river bank step by step, seemed to have been attacked by some kind of attack, and his face, which was as deep as water, suddenly flashed with pain.
He reached out and pressed his chest.
He raised his eyes and smiled mockedly after his chest suffocation slightly calmed down.
He took out the small black coffin from his arms, smiled fiercely, and held it tightly, as if he wanted to crush the small coffin in his hand. His steps suddenly accelerated and he ran straight towards the river bank.
The closer he got to his destination, the more angry the coffin under the river became, the blood mist churned, rendering the river water. In a moment, the blood color actually poured out from the river.
Just as Ling Zhizong was running on the river bank, in an apartment in S Province, Ling Yu on the sofa and the Ling family Lao Wu who was sleeping in the bedroom seemed to have had some nightmare and suddenly woke up from his sleep.
When the two woke up, they didn't care about their chest discomfort. Their eyes were clear and they rushed to the window and looked into the sky.
The old Wu of the Ling family stood in front of the window for a while, with a calm face, turned around and walked towards the living room.
During this period, he was tortured by the backlash corpse poison and was out of shape. He finally drove out the corpse ghost and could sleep peacefully, but he didn't expect to be awakened again in the middle of the night.
Ling Laowu opened the door and looked at Ling Yu with a dark face: "Lao Qi, you just now..."
Ling Yu turned around, quickly lifted his clothes from the sofa and put him on his body, interrupting him: "Summon the ancestor, go and support quickly."
"Ancestor?" Ling Laowu's eyebrows tightened: "Do you know where the ancestor is in seclusion?"
Ling Yu: "Second brother knows, just go find him."
Ling Laowu: "Where is the second child?"
No one knew the place where the Ling family ancestors were in seclusion except Ling's sect. However, Ling's sect had lost information many years ago, and they didn't know where he went. If Ling Yu had not brought him the anti-gu medicine this time, he would have thought he had died outside.
Ling Yu: "In Pingjia Village by the Yellow River."
He also found out that he had an accident some time ago. He was seriously injured and fled to S Province for help. However, he met Ling Xuanzong halfway and was brought back to recuperate.
During the recovery period, Ling Qingzong told him that the ancestor had to lock the coffin chain to practice, and asked him to tell the matter to others and ask the other brothers to search for it. In the middle, he went to a special prison, used methods, and fished out Ling Feng.
When Ling Laowu heard this, his brows sank and deep thoughts flashed in his eyes: "Why did the ancestor summon us? My chest suddenly suffocated just now, and my heart seemed to be grabbed by a big hand, which was particularly uncomfortable."
Ling Yu raised his eyes and looked at Ling Laowu incredibly.
Just now, he also had that feeling.
As if he was thinking about something, Ling Yu's pupils suddenly opened, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
Ling Laowu's words were like a sharp needle, which opened the thorn wrapped under the skin, which made Ling Yu suddenly feel suspicious.
Why did he subconsciously know that it was the ancestor who was summoning when his chest suffocated?
this…….
The two brothers looked at each other silently. After a moment, Ling Yu said, "Call me and ask Brother Six."
This happened to him and his fifth brother at the same time, what about the sixth brother?
And the second brother...
Ling Laowu, together, took out his cell phone and called the twin brother. Ling Yu also quickly called Ling Qingzong.
However, the phone rang, but no one answered on both sides.
Seeing this, Ling Yu hung up the phone and said, "Go to find my second brother first."
After saying that, he left the house first without waiting for Ling Laowu to reply. He wanted to go to Ling's Sect to ask what was going on.
The suffocation in his chest just now was unusual, don't be... If it was really what he thought, the ancestor would have never regarded them as descendants.
The two brothers of the Ling family left quickly.
In front of a bungalow in the same city, a clear figure stood beneath the eaves, looking up at the boundless darkness.
After a long time, he reached out to his mouth, coughed gently twice, and turned around and entered the room.
After entering the house, he took out a doll from the old wooden box and murmured: "Mom, what you thought about back then has come true. I just hope that this puppet can really help Brother Wu escape this disaster."
It is a blessing that this life disaster can save his life.
In the same battle with his compatriots, this is all he can help him. As for the other few... he can do nothing.
The Ling family brothers seemed to have noticed something, but the only Ling Qingsect who knew the truth went to the place he thought he should go with a ray of burning boats.
By the Yellow River, the blood-colored river water rushes on a rainy night, and the rich corpse evil swept across the surrounding air with a fishy smell.
After setting up the formation, Yan Ming, who fell from the sky, was surprised and said, "Corpsy? Is the thing below zombies?"
Mu Tongguang looked at the river and said in a deep voice: "Gu Fengchen and Ling Laogui are both below."
Yan Ming: "How do you know?"
"The corpse energy is filled with the corpse energy that belongs to the ancient Fengchen." Mu Tongguang did not say anything. Here, not only the ancient Fengchen, but also the blood energy that belongs to the ancient family.
Strangely, there are only two people who died in the Gu family. Gu Chuqing and Gu Yao are not here, so where did the Gu family's blood come from?
The author has something to say: the one-month recovery has been officially completed, and the Wenwen is restored and updated. The update is a bit slow. Sorry, dear
Chapter completed!