Chapter 295 Hey Move

Looking at this tombstone, Jiang Zhi pursed her lips and smiled: "Judging from the handwriting, it seems to be written by Emperor Zhenwu. Writing a tombstone for yourself is also a special experience."

"Bury yourself with your own hands." Ruan Yushu agreed with a hint of wit.

Qi Zhengyan looked at the inscription blankly and said with emotion: "Emperor Zhenwu was extremely cultivated and lived hundreds of millions of years, but he still buried himself in the end and couldn't escape the fate of a handful of loess. Who in the world can live forever? Could it be that? Do you have to reach the realm of Taoism and Buddha?”

Meng Qi frowned and thought for a while: "Actually, in the black mist just now, I saw Emperor Zhenwu again."

"Is it really like the Dharmakaya turning into a ghost after death?" Jiang Zhiwei recovered her vitality, and her hand holding the sword was extremely firm.

But facing the Zhenwu Emperor, who is also the top in myths and legends, what can a few small enlightened warriors do?

Meng Qi breathed out: "Don't worry, we have seen before that the layout of the entire mausoleum not only conceals the secrets, but also has a suppressive effect. Considering that the 'evil ghost' has never taken action personally, but instead drives the living dead or raises the fog, there is a reason I believe it’s not that it doesn’t want to, but that it can’t. It has been suppressed to the point where it can only breathe a little.”

"Well, we can't move anything after we enter to prevent damage to the seal arrangement." Jiang Zhiwei immediately understood what Meng Qi meant when he said this.

Ruan Yushu and Qi Zhengyan didn't say much. They followed the two people in front to the inner tomb and watched Meng Qi push open the tomb door with Heaven's Injury.

Silently, the tomb door opened, revealing a corridor paved with blue bricks. There were nine simple copper lamps on both sides, without flowers or patterns, burning quietly, driving away the darkness in the corridor and illuminating a corner. Light and shadow are intertwined, slightly dim.

Meng Qi stepped in first. Because the entrance was narrow, Jiang Zhiwei took a step behind. Suddenly, silvery white lightning fell from the dome, and the spear stabbed Meng Qi in a slow manner. The living dead with wide robes and big sleeves attacked again!

This spear seems to be slow, but it seems to envelope the surroundings. Every inch of thrust is performing countless changes. Each change is so fast that it is difficult to see clearly, explaining some kind of legal principle between heaven and earth.

Looking at the slow but powerful spear, Meng Qi had a feeling in his heart. No matter which direction he evaded or what moves he used to defend, he would never be successful. Watching it slowly fall, it was as if he had been sentenced. Death penalty, fate is ordained.

In addition to the speed of changing and merging lightning, he did not mobilize the power of heaven and earth, and purely attacked with summons... Meng Qi's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered the scene when the living dead first attacked. The spear was too fast to catch , as soon as I felt it, it was already in front of me. Compared with it, Xiao Zhenhai's Aurora Electric Sword was like a child's play, in the word "quick". Breaking through the boundaries of immortality.

Just now it was the essence of speed, now it is the essence of slowness... Meng Qi subconsciously remembered a change in "Five Thunders from Heaven", which was similar to the first spear. He had meditated on it for a long time, but never succeeded.

Under the influence of Qi, Meng Qi's momentum and confidence climbed to a peak.

Jiang Zhiwei was about to make a move from behind to help Meng Qi share the burden, when she suddenly saw the light of the sword light up. It was as white as lightning and as fast as lightning. It was almost impossible to catch the sight, leaving a trace like a thunder mark in the air.

when!

The sword hit the tip of the spear, using "fast" to defeat "slow"!

With the force of the counter-shock, the living dead with wide robes and large sleeves circled upwards, moved quickly against the dome, and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Meng Qi's right hand was numb, and he moved his fingers lightly to relieve the pressure. With this knife, under the pressure and traction, he broke through the shackles of the previous knife path, and finally performed that kind of change.

"Could it be that he saw that I was familiar with my swordsmanship, so he helped me practice my swordsmanship?" Meng Qi suddenly thought when Jiang Zhiwei and others entered the tomb door.

He also felt that the opponent's spear technique was familiar.

Jiang Zhiwei nodded slightly: "If that's the case, he still maintains the level of outdoor scenes. He must have become a living dead not long ago. His intelligence is still there, and the 'evil ghost' under suppression has limited control over him. That's why he failed to do his best many times and held back all the way. "

Ruan Yushu overcame his fear of evil spirits and said calmly: "Maybe I want to use the method of changing the sky and striking the earth to get rid of the shackles."

"But with the 'evil ghost' mark suppressing the sea of ​​​​mind, I am afraid that my current cultivation level is not enough." Meng Qi recalled the previous backlash and still felt lingering fear.

"Do we have to get rid of the evil ghost first?" Qi Zhengyan said thoughtfully.

"Haha." Meng Qi could only answer like this. The evil ghost is related to Emperor Zhenwu, and was suppressed by him with great difficulty. You can imagine the horror in itself. If you want to get rid of the evil ghost by yourself and others, unless you repair it, Green lantern in front of Buddha.

Qi Zhengyan also knew that this suggestion was unreliable, so he continued: "Since he still has some intelligence, he will remind us what to do."

Meng Qi nodded heavily. He also wanted to use this living dead man's attack to understand more changes in the "Five Thunders from Heaven".

After walking through this corridor, it was still a corridor. As soon as Meng Qi entered, a bolt of lightning flew from a distance. The spear was neither fast nor slow, showing an indescribable heaviness. It carried the mountains to the sea. The surrounding air currents were compressed layer by layer, and there were bursts of thunder. A terrifying suction vortex was created, and no matter how Meng Qi dodged or parried, it would automatically be thrown towards the tip of the spear.

With his spirit outward and his soul reflected, Meng Qi's mind suddenly showed the general appearance of this move, and another variation of "Five thunders from the sky" came to mind again.

Jiang Zhiwei, Ruan Yushu and Qi Zhengyan did not take action, they were just on guard and preparing for the attack, because they could see that the living dead with wide robes and long sleeves were stimulating Meng Qi's potential, gaining the potential of the remaining inheritance of "Five Thunders from Heaven".

The spear turned into electricity and stabbed at his chest. Meng Qi's "Heaven's Wound" was slashed out without a sound of wind, as if there was no strength at all, and it was light and floating.

The knife's momentum was round, like the sky of thunder punishment, its emptiness contained everything, its emptiness accepted changes, the suction vortex pulled the knife's momentum, and the spear fell into the void.

The heavy lightning, the roar of thunder, and the empty knife's momentum disappeared at the same time.

The living dead holding the spear did not need to borrow power, the lightning circled around his body, and he flew into the end with a crackling sound.

"The sky strikes five thunders, could it be the five essences of fast, slow, heavy, and empty?" Jiang Zhiwei watched the two fight, and had a certain degree of understanding of this style of Shenxiao Jiumie.

Meng Qi's mouth twitched: "I don't know either."

Because it was incomplete and very incomplete, he could only show the two essences of fast and empty.

"The Thunder God was named the same as you." Ruan Yushu said silently.

Because the living dead in the scene were only feeding her moves and did not really attack, and the "evil ghost" seemed to be suppressed, she relaxed a lot.

Meng Qi was immediately "angry": "I didn't give my nickname myself!"

"Knife Maniac..." Ruan Yushu's voice drifted.

"I think it's good." Meng Qi straightened his back, but saw Jiang Zhiwei, Ruan Yushu and Qi Zhengyan all looking elsewhere, without comment or concern.

Meng Qi was silent, and then he cheered up and said: "Keep going!"

The tomb inside was not too big. After passing through this corridor, Meng Qi and others saw the main tomb chamber. If it was a normal mausoleum, the owner's coffin should be placed inside.

There were many illusions outside the main tomb chamber, divided into eight grids, each with its own magic, as if it was projected from the outside world.

They have the blazing sun, the bright moon, the dazzling stars, and the vast blue sky...

"Sun, moon, stars, heaven, earth, and man, yin and yang..." Meng Qi felt a little uncomfortable, and suddenly his mind moved. He looked at the top of the main tomb. It was dark and there was nothing there, but it covered everything, "Yin and yang are nothing!"

"Nine is the number, and it should be used for suppression. The Moon Palace and Yin Fire Land outside should be part of the arrangement." When it comes to this topic, Ruan Yushu seems to be more knowledgeable than Jiang Zhiwei. After all, the latter is only me and the sword.

Meng Qi nodded slowly: "In other words, no matter which road you come in from, you will pass through the second of the nine-level arrangement?"

"Inside is the coffin of the Great Emperor Zhenwu..." Qi Zhengyan answered irrelevantly, his expression was dazed.

Thinking that the most powerful person in ancient times was lying inside, Meng Qi also had similar emotions.

Jiang Zhiwei's eyes were burning, and she slowed down her breathing to calm down. The Great Emperor Zhenwu was a person who mastered the three-style sword technique of cutting the sky. If you can see one or two, you will benefit a lot.

"The closer to the coffin, the more dangerous it is." Meng Qi reminded, and stepped into the illusion first.

The illusion was invisible and intangible, and Meng Qi was not disturbed at all. At this moment, a flash of lightning flew over, like a whip or a chop, full of indestructible strength, and the zombie in a wide robe and big sleeves attacked again.

The spear fell, and a trace of lightning emerged from the void, illuminating all the illusions in an instant. The ground was first charred, and then turned into powder, and a thunder forest emerged.

He actually attacked with all his strength!

Was it the "urging" of the evil ghost?

At the same time, the Yin fire spread, Huang Gang attacked, the moonlight fell, and there were women shuttling. From all directions, there were thirteen or fourteen zombies running, each using their own methods, starlight flying, and the Yin aura was eerie. The situation suddenly became extremely dangerous.

Although only the zombie in a wide robe and big sleeves and the other two were at the level of outdoor scenes, so many half-step outdoor scenes exceeded the response range of Meng Qi and others.

Fortunately, they are all living dead!

Jiang Zhiwei thrust out a sword with the qi moving, the sword light did not disperse, the sword energy did not show, it was mighty and stabbed at the lightning spear.

Outside the main tomb, the light suddenly brightened, the sword energy was crisscrossed, illuminating the thousands of miles of clouds, the world was overwhelmed, and the sun and the moon followed it.

The sword light was pure, without self and without form, penetrating the world, breaking the law.

Dang! A distant sound spread out, and the lightning spear swung back, the lightning danced wildly, shooting everywhere, but blocked the attack of another living dead outside.

Jiang Zhiwei took several steps back and leaned on Meng Qi's left side. He had to use the immortal seal method to transform his strength before he could barely stand firm.

When Jiang Zhiwei made a move, Ruan Yushu bit his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the Qifengqin, the strings of the qin were stained with blood, sad and shocking.

The guqin was floating, and Ruan Yushu played with both hands at the same time.

A clear and high-pitched cry came from the sky, and its beauty could not be described in words. All the zombies present, except for the outside scene, covered their ears, screamed miserably, and gave up the attack.

Qi Zhengyan's dragon-patterned red gold sword emitted a crystal cold light, and slashed at the outside scene zombies dressed in tight clothes with a gesture of cutting through the sky and the earth.

The cold light surged and turned into a hornless dragon, cutting through the sky, snowflakes fell, and infinite coldness spread.

The air flow froze, the yin energy froze, and everything was frozen wherever the long sword passed. When it came to the front, it was even more like a heavy ice wall, freezing the outside scene zombies inside.

All the attackers were blocked for half a breath, and Meng Qi seized this opportunity, integrated his spirit, and completely stimulated the "green lamp in front of the Buddha" held in his left hand!

The bean-like lamp expanded a circle, and the sound of chanting drifted, and the light bloomed. There was no dead corner, no shadow anywhere, warm, quiet, and solemn.

"Amitabha..."

"Thus I have heard..."

Under the heavy Zen sound, the facial muscles of the living dead who was half a step away from the scene relaxed, showing a sense of liberation, and wisps of black air in his body leaked out and disappeared in the light.

Their bodies decayed rapidly, and in just a breath, they all turned into pus, and their souls floated out and slowly dissipated under the light of the green lamp.

The light shone without boundaries, and the three zombies in the outer scene screamed, pus and blood flowed, and they retreated together, retreating with green smoke, and retreating in a hurry.

The zombie holding the spear now showed a trace of pain, no longer cold and ruthless as before, took off an object, threw it hard at Meng Qi's feet, and then retreated from the range covered by the green lamp in front of the Buddha.

In the dark and chaotic place, a human face emerged, wearing a flat crown, covering his face with his hands, looking extremely painful, and drilled down into the main tomb chamber.

The green lamp swayed, shining in all directions, warming people's hearts, infinite light, infinite life.