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Chapter Twelve Ending the Black Hand

The Nine Nethers have existed since the beginning of the creation of heaven and earth, and are the source of evil demons, evil gods and ghosts in the world. There are many powerful natural gods, such as the Demon Emperor, the Heavenly Killing Taoist, and the Huangquan.

Although he has never been comparable to the most famous ones in Jiuyou, he is also a powerful person of great significance. He has always been a symbol of the cardinal of life and death, and is definitely not comparable to the current Dharma body!

Does Bomi really want to dig through Jiuyou and let the "Yellow Spring" come to the world, which caused a big disaster?

Or did Emperor Zhenwu seal the "Huangquan" in Wuyou Valley?

Meng Qi had a lot of thoughts and felt suffocating. He took a breath and told himself that in ancient times, more than one million years ago, even if the "Yellow Spring" was sealed in Wuyou Valley, he had already exhausted his life. This is the third step in a series of tasks. It is impossible to face a similar powerful person directly!

"The Emperor of the Underworld..." Yasha Sui Ming frowned slightly.

Meng Qi understood that he was wondering why the leader of his organization wanted to take the nickname "Hearing Emperor", pretending not to hear it and looked around.

There is only the entrance corridor and the carved murals in this hall, and it seems that it cannot continue to move forward until now.

Jia Zhen, the "humiliated demon" who had always been seldom spoke, suddenly walked to the "Photo of the Emperor of the Underworld", knelt down on the ground, and kowtowed solemnly.

Silently, an entrance was cracked in the center of the mural of the Emperor of the Underworld, and the yin and damp air came out, slanting downwards.

"Old Jia..." Yesha Sui Ming took a deep breath. He knew how to open the entrance?

Jia Zhenwen dressed up, and the old god was here: "Jia once encountered something similar to worshipping evil gods. She knew that if she could not find a clue, she could kowtow in front of the statue or mural to express her sincerity."

"So that's it." When Yesha heard what he said, he disappeared from doubts on the surface.

For him, no matter what truth or lies Jia Zhen told, what plans were, when the Emperor of the Underworld quietly followed, he could watch the sidelines. He could not even open up secrets and gain more.

The five people walked along the entrance without saying much.

The corridor winds downwards and goes deeper into the ground. The cold and dampness are becoming heavier and heavier, and you can vaguely hear the gurgling sound of flowing water in your ears.

I don’t know how long I walked, but the front became wide open, and pieces of gray stone bricks were paved into the square. There was a dark and deep cave in the distance that I could see, with a circle of flowers growing on the edge. Seven petals were like orchids, and the stamens were bright red.

"Worry-free Flower!" Yasha couldn't hide his joy when he asked for his life.

The fact that you can see the Wuyou Flower near the entrance means that this place is indeed a gate of Shengmen!

If a person with shallow experience in the world has already soared over at this time, he will be the first to get started, but his life-seeking Yasha is knowledgeable and has a deep mind, and he will still move forward step by step, beware of possible ghosts and companions with each other.

Meng Qi is in the middle of the team. He followed the Yasha to the gray square and thought silently:

"One step, two steps..."

If the ancient books record correctly, even if the square is transformed outside the Shengmen Gate, as long as the positive and negative Five Elements Divine Strip Formation is not broken and the identity symbol of Wuyou Valley is not held, then a illusion array will appear at a distance of three steps per line. Cooperating with the strong people guarding this place, they can effectively resist the enemy and delay the arrival of reinforcements in the valley.

But now the front and reverse are reversed. There may be some changes in the illusion array!

"Three steps!" Meng Qi had just finished counting, and fog rose around him, his vision was less than ten feet long, and his senses were separated, as if he was rejected and abandoned by the heaven and earth.

Meng Qi converged his breath, observed the surroundings, recalled his position just now, and suddenly took a slanted step.

Take this step, the scene in front of you suddenly rises and changes, the fog becomes thinner, and a figure appears in front of you, holding the Gengjin sword in your hand, with gray hair, shrunk, and alert to the surroundings. It is Yang Zhenchan, the "Eight Demon-Subduing Sword".

Finally, when he had the opportunity to take action, Meng Qi held his breath and concentrated his mind, exchanged his sword with his left hand, and grasped the hilt of the wounded sword with his right hand.

At this moment, Meng Qi still treated Yang Zhenchan as his peak period, and the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength!

The acupoints are opened, but the Dharma image is not revealed, and they all move inside. The golden crow, the sun, the stars and the caves quickly shrink and gather in the heavens. The heavens move forward and gradually become chaotic.

Meng Qi felt dark and unclear. Soon, a layer of ordinary aura floated on his surface, no different from usual, covering up the abnormality.

Looking at Yang Zhenchan, who was alert and unrelaxed, Meng Qi did not find a chance to take action, so he deliberately took a step forward.

Yang Zhenchan held a long sword, looked around with his eyes and listened to all directions, and his spiritual sense enveloped him, not giving external ghosts or possible internal ghosts any chance.

Suddenly, he heard the crisp sound of footsteps, looked back and climbed to the highest point of alertness.

Then he saw Meng Qi and walked out with his hands behind his back without any hostility.

"Da Ri Sanren Shen Bao..." Seeing that he knew someone, he was swaying over, not sneaking, trying to attack him, Yang Zhenchan subconsciously relaxed a little, but immediately prepared to fold his spirits to prevent the insider from being on the verge of the ghost.

Just as he was a little relaxed and had not yet lifted his energy, Meng Qi, who was closely sensing his breath change and his tight hand holding the sword, stepped out and the sword light lit up!

The vision was dark, and the sword light teared the sky and the earth, as if everything was open and could not be cut off!

Yang Zhenchan just realized something, but the sword light had arrived in front of him!

His eyes suddenly burst out with fierce and perseverance, and the feeling of timidity disappeared without a trace. The sword energy in his body condensed, and the long sword in his hand was lifted up directly in a posture that was contrary to common sense and it was difficult to penetrate the sword energy.

when!

The sword was slashed by the sword light!

Yang Zhenchan actually reacted faster than Ze Luoju, and his move was even more wonderful, just right in front of the sword light.

when!

The long sword was cut open by the light of the sword that opened the world and swung to the right. Yang Zhenchan's chest and abdomen were wide open, and a deep knife mark appeared from the center of his eyebrows to the lower navel, and the internal organs and grayish whiteness could be seen.

But after all, Yang Zhenchan was blocked for a moment, and he was only injured!

He was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger... Meng Qi's thought flashed through his heart, without any disturbance. The long sword in his left hand was already handed out. Every inch of his stab, flames exploded, as if a series of explosions in the depths of the sun.

With the help of the explosion, the sword light was unprecedentedly fast, and went straight to Yang Zhenchan's eyebrows!

Yang Zhenchan fell into a desperate situation, but his eyes were fierce, and he found the only chance of life. The long sword did not block the counter-spin, the Gengjin exploded, the sword light was unparalleled, the meteor rushed to the moon, penetrated the scorching heat, and fell to Meng Qi's eyebrows.

Use attack to attack. Use speed to control slowness!

Although Yang Zhenchan made a move later, he was about to go to the front line and seemed to be able to die with Meng Qi, which forced him to change his moves.

The swordsmanship is outstanding and extremely sharp, it is definitely not a false statement!

The surrounding fog rolled, as if it was pulled by two sword lights. However, under the absorption of the five elements of the Five Elements Falling Divine Array, there was no substantial loss or change in both the stone slab and the fog.

Just as both sides were about to die together, Meng Qi's back muscles bulged, two arms grew, and a head was added to his neck.

With seals on both hands, golden lotus bloomed around them, thick and solemn, connecting to the earth, vast and vast.

when!

Yang Zhenchan's sword light was blocked by the immovable golden lotus, but his sword was unparalleled, and his strength was above Meng Qi, and he actually broke through the golden lotus. The rest of his momentum was about to stab Meng Qi's two heads.

Suddenly, Meng Qi's body grew rapidly and his clothes were cracked. The position pointed by the sword light changed from the head to the chest.

When! The metal and iron attacked, the long sword that was transformed from most of its power was stabbed into a white seal.

On the other hand, Meng Qi's sword grasping was not shaken at all. He planned to exchange his life for his life, and when Yang Zhenchan's long sword stabbed his chest, it hit his eyebrows!

Yang Zhenchan's eyes were wide open, with a vicious and surprised look. He felt unwilling to accept that he could hear a slight sound in his ears, and his eyes were completely dark.

Seeing Yang Zhenchan soft and blood pouring into the flowing fire, Meng Qi breathed out, full of gratitude. Although he had not yet mastered the law of heaven and earth, his body could still be transformed slightly. If not, he would have been stabbed into the door under the sword light at the end of Yang Zhenchan's strength crossbow and suffered severe damage, which would have been incurable for a while.

"It is worthy of being a personal teaching of the Dharma Body, and the sword technique is really outstanding..." Meng Qido's head and arm retracted and disappeared.

The flowing fire that absorbs blood seems to have a pleasant feeling, rolling, boiling, expanding and contracting. Gradually, it condenses into a red jade-like sword body, which is burning inward and no longer sucks and spits flames like before.

Meng Qi waved the fire and felt light and wishful, like an arm and finger, the power contained was enough to melt gold and stone.

Finally sublimated to the top... Meng Qi was both happy and moved.

Suddenly, he saw Yang Zhenchan's body begin to rot, rot at an indescribable speed, and even the Gengjin long sword in his hand was covered with rust.

In just two or three breaths, Yang Zhenchan only had white bones, surrounded by a pool of mud-like flesh and blood, and a sword that could be broken at the touch.

Seeing this change, Meng Qi frowned slightly. Is it because of what he encountered in the past or the relationship between formations? Judging from the fact that the treasure soldiers have also become corrupt, it is probably the latter...

In order to refine the alchemy, Yang Zhenchan seemed to have replaced everything, with only various spiritual herbs on his body, but they also lost their vitality and turned into mud.

Meng Qi pondered for a while, changed into the same style of clothing, burned the broken set to ashes, then stepped back, and fell into the fog again.

After a cup of tea, the formation naturally ran and the fog disappeared.

Seeing the distance between the few people was obviously getting bigger, and was about to speak, he suddenly smelled the rotten stench. He looked at Yang Zhenchan's corpse and recognized his identity from the sword like a rotten wood.

"You kill him!" The search for life Yasha pointed at Meng Qi, and his aura rose, as if he would launch an attack at any time. The Demon Lord of the Poison Hand and the Demon of the Mianshi Tianya Jia Zhen were also full of vigilance and ready to go.

Meng Qi curled his lips and sneered: "Why do you say it's someone? I think it's you!"

He looked angry as if he had been wronged.

The yaksha's eyes narrowed, and his voice seemed to have whirlpools: "You deliberately called Yang Zhenchan before. Who would it be if you didn't use your hand?"

"I just happened to hear him meet you." Meng Qi pointed at his vest clothes that deliberately restored his original miserable state, "Who was the one who attacked me?"

Meng Qi was attacked in the vest. Even if he could change his bones and his hands were reversed, the force was different, and the palm prints were also different, which could be clearly distinguished.

Did he pull off his hands, inlaid them on the wall, and use his vest to hit him?

The life-seeking Yasha who remembered this matter slowly eliminated his hostility and looked at the Demon Lord of the Poison Hand and Jia Zhen with a cold look.

Jia Zhen smoothed out: "It's not necessarily our internal strife. It may be that there may be some invisible monster hidden in the corridor where Bomi's country is destroyed."

The yasha nodded and became more alert.

Seeing that they had lost their doubts and did not siege themselves, Meng Qi thought with a sense of accomplishment that it felt good to be a "villain"...

After walking three steps in front of the door of rebirth, several people fell into fog again.

With his own precedent of attacking Yang Zhenchan, Meng Qi became more and more alert and deliberately changed his position.

The fog rolled, and disappeared on its own after a cup of tea. Meng Qi saw the Yasha for Life.

He was about to speak, his eyes suddenly solidified because there was a corpse lying on the ground, and the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were all over the ground.

"It's him!" Meng Qi was quite shocked.

What surprised him was not the tragic situation of the corpse, but the dead man who thought would never happen.

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