Chapter two hundred and sixty-two seven orifices lock the soul, killing intent like tide
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The two of them went up the mountain along the same road, and soon they climbed the top of the mountain again and came to the square.
The terrain here is wide and stable, the sun rises and shines brightly.
Chen Sanlang held the sword and looked around; Xiaoyao Fudao took out the ancient talisman book that was pressed into the box. This thing is the treasure of Laoshan inheritance, and it has endless mysteries, but his cultivation level is not enough and many functions cannot be used. In addition, there are two shrimp soldiers guarding both sides in a daze.
Looking at the two shrimp soldiers, one of them had a broken arm. Xiaoyao felt the flesh hurt so much, and the flesh on his cheeks shook:
The Yin-Yang Gourd is empty, which means that the two shrimp soldiers in front of you are the last survivors.
That was the first batch of Taoist soldiers who were carefully selected and spent a lot of effort to train. After this battle, the loss was severely damaged, leaving only two pitiful ones.
There will be severe tests next, I am afraid that these two will not be able to be protected.
“Hmph…”
The Taoist priest felt angry and burst into tears.
Fortunately, after returning to Jingxian, there were a large number of aquatic shrimp soldiers there, which were available for screening and training for a new batch of Taoist soldiers. At that time, they would have to go into seclusion and work hard.
"Taoist, where do you think they will be hidden?"
Chen Sanlang asked.
Xiaoyao Fudao pointed to the Taoist temple with a gloomy face: "Ten wills are inside."
"Oh, are you so sure?"
"That Taoist worships evil gods in the Taoist temple, and uses this as the foundation and uses it as an altar to summon Shura evil shadows. How could he easily abandon them? Besides, they have to rely on the evil gods and absorb power."
Xiaoyao has a good understanding of the mysterious and Xu.
Thinking of the situation when he saw the evil god statue. Especially a pair of pupils that burst out with red light, Chen Sanlang felt deeply impressed and asked again: "Is it possible that the evil god statue has already developed spirituality? Have you come alive?"
Xiaoyao Fudao's expression was a little solemn, and he nodded: "It's possible."
The Shura Sect is the largest sect in Manzhou. It has been passed down for a long time and has mastered many magical techniques beyond imagination. The Iron-Crown Taoist can perform blood sacrifices in Laoshan and summon the Shura Shadow. It must have some support. As for the spirituality of the god statue, it is actually not a rare thing.
Temple statues and incense worship often have mystery. For example, the general River God Temple and Mountain Temples are surrounded by creatures behind the scenes, which may be effective occasionally.
This world, the Taoism appears and the demons appear, is not an ordinary world.
Chen Sanlang raised his eyebrows: "This is just right, don't look for it everywhere. So what if you have spirituality? The evil spirit of blood-sucking is like slashing with one sword."
Xiaoyao Fudao pondered: "Although you have determined your goal, you will be in rashly. You are afraid you will suffer a loss. The other party has been in business for a long time and must be prepared."
The look of the Taoist temple looked over the stinging feeling.
This Taoist temple was a sacred land in Laoshan before, enshrined the statues of the ancestors and Taoist kings. However, the Taoist tradition was destroyed, and all the worships were destroyed, and instead were replaced by an evil god. What a shame and humiliation?
Xiaoyao's heart was bleeding, and at the same time, his anger surged up. He wanted to rush in immediately and smash the evil statue into pieces.
Chen Sanlang agreed with his point of view: "So what are the tricks you mean?"
Xiaoyao Fudao said slowly: "There is a cave in this Taoist temple..."
Chen Sanlang's ears were erect: "Taoist, is the secret treasure you mentioned to me hidden in the underground cave?"
Xiaoyao looked at him with a look: "If that happens, can you wait for you and me to pick it up? It has been poached."
Chen Sanlang thought so, even though the cave was secret, he could find it if he was thinking about it and digging three feet into the ground.
"you mean?"
"There is a formation in the underground cave, which is used as the 'Seven Orifices Soul Locking Array'."
Chen Sanlang listened and touched his chin: "The name of this formation sounds very powerful, how about it than the five-sided Xuanthunder Formation?"
"In comparison, my ban is nothing but a big witch, and fireflies are better than bright moon."
Chen Sanlang looked at him strangely: "Taoist, it is rare to see you so humble. Did you change your sexual desire after being shined by the sun?"
This guy has always liked to act like a "expert" and is the unscrupulous person, and he is full of words running the train.
"go."
Xiaoyao spat: "This formation was set up by my master himself, how could it be ordinary?"
"I see……"
Chen Sanlang suddenly realized that he would no longer interrupt and listen to the following.
Thinking of Master, Xiaoyao showed a look of remembrance, and paused for a moment before continuing: "After this formation is activated, it can greatly restrain the ghost..."
Chen Sanlang couldn't help but interrupt and asked, "Does Shura Shadow belong to the ghost category?"
"Of course."
Ghost is a relatively large concept, covering a wide variety of types.
Chen Sanlang's eyes lit up: "So, if you turn on the ban, you can kill them directly?"
Xiaoyao Fudao replied: "In theory, this is true, but first we have to enter the cave and activate the formation."
Chen Sanlang thought of the key point and suddenly asked: "Will this formation be destroyed?"
The five-sided Xuanthunder array in the stone house was cut corners, but it almost killed people. The formation arranged by Master Xiaoyao himself must not be a bad product. The problem is that the Taoist temple was regarded as the base camp by the Iron Crown Taoist, so it will naturally undergo various transformations. Who knows whether this seven-orches soul-locking array will be transformed.
“Never.”
Xiaoyao Fudao's tone is very firm and he believes very firmly.
He would not be vague about this matter. Since he was so sure, Chen Sanlang did not ask the bottom line.
"Okay, I'll escort you into the cave."
Xiaoyao Fudao was stunned and looked at him squintly: "Are you escorting?"
"Why do you look down on me?"
Chen Sanlang smiled and raised the sword slightly. Under the sunlight, the sword edge flashed with a moving cold light.
Xiaoyao Fudao stared at the sword with his eyes hooked. He had long noticed the strangeness of this sword. But no matter how he looked, he could not touch the aura fluctuations on the sword, which was no different from ordinary sword weapons.
But obviously, this is by no means an ordinary sword.
"Scholar, did you do your kung fu when you were in a stone house, and did you use your sword to engrave letters on the wall?"
Chen Sanlang smiled: "You are just remembering now, and your reaction is too slow."
Xiaoyao Fudao sighed: "So that's it, but how did you do it?"
He couldn't figure it out. The other party carved words on the wall, and the words were still very casual. How could he combine with the five-sided Xuanthunder array to resonate with the iron-capped Taoist and then give the Iron-Crown Taoist a heavy counterattack?
Chen Sanlang smiled and said, "If I say I did it through this sword, do you believe it?"
Xiaoyao Fudao stared at the sword and nodded subconsciously: "I believe it."
"Just make a letter, start preparing, let's go in."
Chen Sanlang didn't want to say too much, but in fact there was nothing to say, because he did use the mysterious power of the Evil-Slaying Sword.
Since the "Haoran Silk Book" has passed the new book, the realm has become more advanced, and the promotion of the evil-killing sword has reached a higher level, and the heart is clear and unconscious, and some of the power contained in the sword has been gradually developed.
The more this happens, the more Chen Sanlang feels that the sword weapon given by Xiaolongnu is magical and of extraordinary origin.
At present, it has only exerted 20% or 30% of its power, with unlimited potential.
Xiaoyao Fudao did not delay, and made a little preparation, so he joined Chen Sanlang and entered the Taoist temple again.
The sun shines outside, but the Taoist temple is covered with black cloth, which looks gloomy, with only the red candle light on the divine platform, which is erratic.
The wind is rising, the shadows appear, and the murderous intention is like a tide! (To be continued)
Chapter completed!