Chapter 732 Soul Suppressing Tower

give me back,

Wang Yao pierced the air with a punch, and there was a bang, the sound of an air explosion, and the monster that jumped out was sent flying out by him, and then returned the same way, and hit the wall all of a sudden, the armor on his body collided with the hard wall .

"Martial arts master!?" The two veterans looked at each other.

"What is this?" Looking at that thing, Wang Yao asked.

"Dead but not dead, zombie."

"Today I opened my eyes and saw the scenery!" Wang Yao said.

He didn't feel any fear at all, because through the observation and contact just now, he found that the monster's methods were nothing more than that, and could not pose an effective threat to himself.

"How to get rid of it?"

"Pierce its heart with the Demon Subduing Sword." Zhang Siheng said.

"But this zombie has quality and form, and its actions are extraordinary. The demon-subduing mirror may not be able to restrain it."

It would be fine if it was an ordinary invisible ghost, but the original restraining effect of this tangible and qualitative ghost-subduing mirror would be greatly reduced.

"Need to anchor it?"

"yes."

"Isn't it enough to break its limbs?"

"Theoretically, it is possible, but after hundreds of years of yin qi corrosion, it is now a zombie, harder than copper and iron." Zhang Siheng explained.

"I'll try."

"careful."

One step at a time, Wang Yao came to the zombie who just got up.

The rancid smell is unbearable, and more importantly, it looks ugly, shockingly ugly, and this face appears at night, it is estimated that it can directly scare people to death.

The flow of inner breath is like the rush of a great river,

fist,

Breaking through the air, punching through the air.

A fist landed on his chest, and with a click, the zombie's chest collapsed directly.

Then the body flew upside down again, hitting heavily on the wall behind him, even cracking the wall of the tomb which was made entirely of hard rocks.

"What a domineering fist!" The two veterans exclaimed upon seeing this.

The zombie stretched out its arm, and at an extremely fast speed, it pierced directly into Wang Yao's heart.

broken

Wang Yao clasped his hands together, and there was a crisp sound, and the arm immediately responded to the diagnosis. It was as fragile as a wafer, and it was harder than copper and iron.

Seeing this, the two veterans were stunned.

"This, could it be that they read it wrong?!"

Is this zombie not good enough, or is this young man's cultivation level too high, and they are too floating?

complete suppression,

The attack of this thing relies entirely on instinct, without any rules at all.

After a while, Wang Yao broke all the limbs of the zombie, and then it fell to the ground.

"All right."

The rest seemed to be much simpler. Zhang Siheng stabbed the demon-subduing sword into the heart of the zombie. It struggled a few times, then its body became immobile, and then began to sink rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. , like melted butter, but it smells disgusting.

During this process, Wang Yao saw the magic of the Demon Subduing Sword, but he didn't see how the old man used his strength. The Demon Subduing Sword, which was obviously not suitable for piercing or cutting, pierced into the heart of the zombie easily, like a knife cutting Butter is generally a breeze.

Ok? !

Just when Wang Yao thought the matter was over like this, he felt a unique breath coming out of the zombie's body, and then submerged into the sarcophagus.

"Okay." Zhang Siheng heaved a sigh of relief.

"The cultivation of the benefactor is really amazing!"

This is simply like the waves behind the Yangtze River pushing the waves ahead, and the waves before being shot to death on the beach.

"The Taoist priest praised it absurdly. I think there is something strange in this sarcophagus."

"Well, just in case, go and have a look."

At this point, they were still very careful and approached slowly.

The coffin lid on the sarcophagus has been completely opened, and there is a strange metal object inside, in the shape of a pagoda, with complicated incantations carved on it.

"What is this?"

"This is called the Soul Suppression Tower."

"Soul suppression tower, what is it for?"

"Calm down the soul and prevent it from doing evil."

Wang Yao took a closer look after hearing this, and then stretched out his hand to the soul-suppressing tower.

"Don't do it." Zhang Siheng hastily stopped him.

"how?"

"There is a curse on it, if you touch it rashly, you are afraid of accidents."

Curse, do you mean these smells that feel very different?

Wang Yao can feel that there is a very unique atmosphere in this tower, which makes people very uncomfortable, and it is more uncomfortable than the coldness in this tomb.

"That breath should have gotten in."

Wang Yao thought for a while, then reached out and held the Demon Town Tower.

Hum, the tower trembled, and then the cold air prevailed.

Jingling, the bells on the two old Taoists rang again quickly.

"not good!"

"Let go."

"No problem." Wang Yao stretched out his hand to signal them to be calm.

He manipulated the inner breath to release it outward, and then formed a closed round clock, covering this exquisite and weird "monster suppressing tower" in it. In an instant, the aura that made the two veterans very vigilant, as if they were facing a big enemy, disappeared The bells around their waists also stopped ringing.

"Why?"

"Xuanmen Gang Qi cut off its breath." Zhang Siheng said.

"Is this an antique?"

"Yes, it has a history of more than four hundred years. Unfortunately, it is polluted by ghosts."

It was originally used to calm the soul, but it was used instead to help this ghost, or it could be said that this resentment persisted for four hundred years, and it became more and more powerful.

The inner breath that Wang Yao cultivates is originally the most refined and pure, it can be as soft as yin, or it can be as strong as yang. At this moment, the inner aura he releases is Zhiyang Zhigang, which happens to be the nemesis of these things. The aura hidden in the tower is now like a piece of ice, hidden in an iron bucket, but outside He was roasting with a flame, and he couldn't hide even for a while.

Since it couldn't hide, it came out from there, so it rushed out, but the consequences of rushing out were even more terrifying. It was melted away by the pure yang breath in an instant, so it got in.

Wang Yao held this "soul suppressing tower" in this way, quietly circulating his inner breath, constantly melting the hidden breath, and his inner breath permeated through the tower, passing through those gaps, Constantly infiltrating into it, like flowing water.

In the end, this aura was completely melted away without even being able to resist stubbornly.

OK,

Feeling that the Dao breath inside had completely disappeared, Wang Yao withdrew his inner breath.

"Solved?" Zhang Siheng asked tentatively.

"It should be resolved." Wang Yao said.

At this moment, although there is still that cold air in the tomb, it is no longer so penetrating, and the source has been eliminated. These things are like water without a source, and they will disappear soon.

"That's good, that's good!"

"I didn't expect that the benefactor's cultivation is so powerful. This time, we two old Taoist priests have become helpers." Zhang Siheng said with a smile.

"You won the prize, but it was just by accident."

This contact gave Wang Yao a new level of insight, which is very rare, and it may be that he would not be able to learn something that he could not comprehend even if he stayed on Nanshan for another ten years.

After solving this trouble, they came to the body of the Taoist priest.

He has completely lost his breath, or he has been dead for many days, but the corpse was used by ghosts.

"This is a veteran disciple. His name is He Heng. He is very talented and willing to work hard. What a pity!"

"Junior brother is not too tall, too sad, the matter has come to this point, we need to look away."

"Yes, brother."

In fact, people like them, don’t think that there is nothing to do on weekdays, just meditate on the mountain, but if you really encounter problems, it is related to life and death, and if you are a little careless, the consequences may be like this Taoist priest on the ground. .

"Shall we go out?"

"Two priests, please first, I still want to take a look here." Wang Yao said.

"Then shall we stay here with you?"

I don't know whether it is the ingenious design of the tomb or because the tomb door is open, the breath is not too turbid, but it is so, ordinary people can't stand it, Wang Yao is not an ordinary person, and neither are the two celestial masters, but he sees It can be seen that the bodies of these two veterans obviously have some adverse reactions, and their breathing is a little short.

Wang Yao turned around quickly and looked at the carvings on the wall. They were all stories of Buddhist enchantment, not even Duhua.

"Let's go out, Daoist?"

"it is good."