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After discussing the result, several young people in the coffin calmed down instantly, ready to let the fourth and fifth children transform into Dharma bodies, push open the coffin board, and then get out.
Hearing the unreliable ideas of a group of people, Zhao Xuan and Ying Zheng sneered coldly, looked at each other, and then set their eyes on the coffin.
Zhao Xuan pursed her lips, squinted and smiled lightly. What a group of people who don't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth. How can the things that this great immortal refines be so easy to break?
Although the material of this yin coffin is only ordinary wood, it is cast with keel as the base. No ordinary weapon can harm it at all, not to mention ordinary magic weapon, it is difficult to shake its coffin body.
As for the Dharma Body of the Witch Clan
Still wash and sleep.
Today's coffin is controlled by Ying Zheng's consciousness, as long as he disagrees, no one can escape from it.
Among the Wu Clan teenagers, the fourth and fifth were taller and taller. After hearing Ada's words, the eyes of the two of them shone brightly. Fan's body transformed in an instant and became
The shape is so strange that even Ying Zheng, who was staring at the situation inside the coffin, didn't know what it was¡ªa little monster!
Bang bang!
Two loud bangs suddenly sounded from the coffin, and the moment the sound burst out, six extremely painful wailing sounds also came from the coffin.
"Ouch my chest is going to be shattered!" The eighth child who was pressed down to the bottom groaned in pain.
"Boss, I have a headache, I can't stand it" The fourth child with a chicken head and a human body, because the chicken head is not as hard as a coffin, was bumped into a big bump as soon as the dharma body was transformed.
"Old Five, move your butt awaypress me, uh, face!" Ah Da, who was sat on the face by the fifth butt, gritted his teeth angrily.
"Boss, I can't move it, it's stuck!" The fifth child with magic horns on his head, ears like elves, and body like a rabbit, once transformed, his obese body almost occupied the entire coffin.
After he transformed, his chubby body was filled to the brim with the coffin, and he squeezed the old fifth with a chicken head and sharp beak on his transformed body so that he almost lost his shape.
"Change, change, return, come back." Ah Da was feeling very uncomfortable at the moment, he was about to be smothered to death by the fifth ass.
The space in the coffin is not very large, and it is barely enough to accommodate six people. How can two transformed little monsters be accommodated in the remaining space?
Although the bodies of the fourth and fifth brothers were not too big after transformation, they were bigger than ordinary people after all. No, when the body appeared, they squeezed the brothers in the coffin so badly.
The two guys retracted their Dharma bodies with difficulty, and the brothers were finally freed from the embarrassing situation of "broken boulders in their chests".
The six guys looked at each other, and finally hung their heads in frustration.
"Boss, I don't know what kind of material this coffin is made of. If it can't be damaged, what should I do?" The fourth child had a mournful face and touched his still aching head.
Ah Da let out a breath and said, "What else can we do? We can only wait for the priest to rescue us. We are still buried in the soil, and we don't know if the priest can find us. By the way, close your nose." First, change the air every hour. I heard from my grandfather that human coffins are very strange. After being buried in the soil, the air will no longer circulate, and people will die of lack of oxygen. We don¡¯t know how long we will last, Save a little, don't be killed by Ying Zheng, but be suffocated to death first. Come on, sleep, hold your breath, and wait for the priest to rescue you."
The only remaining members of the Wu tribe almost lived in the deep mountains and old forests since they were young. They sealed off the village and did not get any information from the outside world. The farthest place they traveled was Wufeng Town. It is thanks to the teachings of the elders in the clan that a few young people can know that the coffins of the human race are buried in the ground and they will die of lack of oxygen.
Ah Da was very prestigious among his brothers. As soon as he said this, the young men stopped immediately, held their breath and stopped breathing.
Seeing the coffin finally quiet down, Zhao Xuan and Ying Zheng exchanged glances.
With a wave of her arm, Zhao Xuan placed a taboo on the outside of the coffin to block out the sound before she said, "The priest they are talking about is probably the one who manipulates everything behind the scenes."
Ying Zheng nodded in agreement, thought for a while, and said: "The witch clan is too mysterious, and the only solution now is to wait."
Ying Zheng has always been very patient. Before knowing the details of the other party, instead of going to the door automatically, it is better to use these young people as bait to catch the priest they are talking about.
After Zhao Xuan handed over the initiative to Ying Zheng, she no longer made decisions for him. He had to pass his magic test by himself, and she could only help from the side.
God's will is unpredictable. If she changes the follow-up development at will, and a butterfly wing instigates a series of accidents, the consequences will be unpredictable.
Zhao Xuan nodded lightly, quietly waiting for the priest that the witch youths were talking about to come to her door.
nightIt's cool, the night wind rustles, and the world is peaceful.
At this time, at the statue of Baqing in the center of the town, Qingwu stood quietly, his black eyes staring at the statue for a long time, he stretched out his hand, as if touching his closest relative, and walked on the statue with a little nostalgia.
The cold temperature of the stone statue is conveyed to the heart through the palm of the hand.
He sighed deeply with regret, and muttered to himself: "You know, the emperor you have worked so hard to help is now alive again. Qing, you are very successful, and you have left an indelible impression on the emperor's heart. Thousands of years later, He followed your former figure and stepped into our hometown, your painstaking efforts were not in vain."
Qingwu withdrew his hand, and his expression suddenly changed: "Yingzheng appeared, luck still exists, I will restart the plan of the year, cross Yingzheng's luck and return to the family, after the plan is completed, you will be able to completely escape from the sea of ??suffering."
After Qingwu finished speaking, he lightly closed his eyelids, stretched out his hand, and pressed heavily on the pattern on the left hand of the statue.
Following his movements, a slit suddenly appeared under the stone statue. The slit opened wider and wider, revealing an underground passage concealed beneath the statue.
No one knows that there is a mysterious passage hidden under this stone statue standing in the center of Wufeng Town.
Qingwu took a deep look at the stone statue, and walked down the passage with inaudible steps.
In the passage, you can't see your fingers, it's pitch black.
After Qingwu got out of the passage, he lightly touched the wall, and the dark passage instantly brightened like day. Immediately afterwards, he moved a round convex stone under the entrance.
The upper entrance, following his movements, suddenly closed.
After the entrance was closed, Qingwu turned around, went down the stone steps step by step, and walked towards the end of the passage.
The statue of Ba Qing was built by himself after his first reincarnation, according to the instructions of the Houtu Empress. Here, there is a Houtu Empress who sympathized with the situation of the Wu Clan and specially taught him a Transmission array.
This formation was originally prepared by Houtu to transmit Yingzheng's imperial luck, but it failed in the end. After some reforms, it was sent to Qingwu, so that he could use it to smuggle the luck of the human race.
The human race has a large number of people, and is the darling of heaven, with extremely strong luck. Although the Witch Clan is a group, its number is less than one-millionth of that of the Human Clan. Therefore, it is extremely difficult for them to smuggle in privately, whether it is in the Heavenly Dao or the group of self-righteous immortals in the Heavenly Court.
The Witch Clan relied on this to steal their vitality, and it has continued to this day.
At the end of the passage is a medium-sized secret room. On the bluestone floor of the secret room, a six-star formation is engraved. The formation reveals an ancient vicissitudes of life, which looks extremely mysterious.
And in the center of the formation, there is a stone statue of a demon that is exactly the same as in the village of the Wu tribe.
The construction of this stone statue is not the same as the one in the village. It is much smaller than the one in the village. Its eyes are inlaid with blue gems, and the magic horns on its head emit a cold and sharp light. It is lifelike, as if it were a real person. .
After Qingwu arrived in the secret room, he looked at the stone statue quietly with his eyebrows lowered, then closed his eyelids, and pointed his fingertips towards the forehead and eyebrows.
Suddenly, at the center of his forehead, a ray of silver light flew away, and rushed straight to the forehead of the stone statue.
The moment the silver light overflowed into the stone statue, the pair of sapphire eyes on the stone statue seemed to be lit by a magic pen, emitting a bright light.
The light was fleeting, but the pair of eyes seemed to come alive, with a cold and gloomy light, making people afraid to look directly at them.
Qing Wu closed his eyes, and at some point in the forehead, there was a strange flame totem. The totem was not red, but blue to match the eyes of the stone statue.
At this time, Qingwu resolutely lost his elegant and dignified posture in the daytime, and the blue totem on his forehead added a trace of evil charm and coldness to him, adding a bit of madness.
Qingwu stomped his toes lightly on the ground, leaping into the six-star formation like a light swallow.
He stepped on the stars, pinched the strange magic seal with his fingers, and followed the steps, his posture sometimes bent and sometimes rotated. The pure white gown on his body danced lightly with his twisting figure, like the most beautiful dance in the world.
Following his faster and faster figure, the six-star formation gradually activated, exuding brilliance, showing bursts of blue light.
When the blue light of the six-star array appeared, Qingwu suddenly opened his eyes, and the dim light in his eyes flickered. He tapped his toes and leaped to the top of the stone statue.
The hot and humid blood spurted out from the wrist like a small spring. Qingwu's eyes sank, he twisted his left wrist, and poured blood on the stone statue.
The moment the blood dripped onto the stone statue, the stone statue burst into red light, and the entire secret room was covered by red light.
It took a long time before the red light gradually disappeared from the stone statue. At the same time, an extremely thin red line overflowed from the bottom of the stone statue and slowly dipped into the six-star array.
When the red lines flowed through the entire six-star formation, a strong wind suddenly blew up in the secret room, and strange auras rushed into the formation from all directions. They danced over the formation, as if struggling, trying to break free from the shackles of the formation.
However, the red lines in the formation changed drastically at this moment, and suddenly flew into the air, turning into a big red net, which tightly encircled them and did not give them any chance to slip away.
After the red line trapped those invisible things, the stone statue spun rapidly in the center of the formation, rolling all the trapped things into the stone body. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)??At the same time, an extremely thin red line overflowed from the bottom of the stone statue and slowly dipped into the six-star array.
When the red lines flowed through the entire six-star formation, a strong wind suddenly blew up in the secret room, and strange auras rushed into the formation from all directions. They danced over the formation, as if struggling, trying to break free from the shackles of the formation.
However, the red lines in the formation changed drastically at this moment, and suddenly flew into the air, turning into a big red net, which tightly encircled them and did not give them any chance to slip away.
After the red line trapped those invisible things, the stone statue spun rapidly in the center of the formation, rolling all the trapped things into the stone body. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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