Chapter 270： Guillotine Ghost Sword

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"These people died very weird. They were all killed in the same way. They all died by beheading their heads. The heads were separated without exception. The cruel tomb owner built a large tomb and buried tens of thousands. life."

Yi Tianxing glanced over the bones.

All the bones are separated from the head. Although it is normal to separate the head and bone when it becomes white bone, he sees sharp fractures on the neck of these bones.

This was caused by a severed weapon that severed the skull. Under normal circumstances, such a fracture would not occur on the neck.

"Well, that's true."

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the bones on the ground with a look of surprise in his eyes, and said: "It seems that the master of the tomb did not allow these minion slave craftsmen to slowly starve to death, but ordered his men to be executed directly. Use the decapitation No wonder the grievances in these bones are so strong, so many people have died, and they have gathered in mass graves, unknown and largely unknown. "

There was a dignity in his eyes.

In this situation, there will definitely be a misfortune, and the emergence of a ghost is definitely a breeze, but now, only the resentment is seen, but the ghost is not seen. In the entire mass grave, there is a strange smell.

This is not normal.

Abnormal means that there is a mystery in it.

"It's not normal, only resentment, no ghosts, or there is no breeding of ghosts, or there are other changes." Yi Tianxing nodded secretly, which is strange, but if there is a ghost, That innate yin and yang eye is absolutely impossible to see. The ability to spy on the yin and yang, if the congenital yin and yang eyes recognize the second, no pupil technique dare to call the first.

When exorcism hunters used to rely on yin and yang eyes, they were invincible in the end.

Looking around, this mass pit is really a big pit.

There is an entrance over the back, there is a lot of flowing water hanging down, there is an underground river in the back, I don't know where to go. There are mass graves all around, white bones everywhere, and at a glance, there are white bones everywhere, I'm afraid that there are no less than two or three miles.

The front is a cliff.

The cliff was very steep and it was quite difficult to climb up.

It can be said that this is completely an underground space. Very huge underground world. When the tomb was built, the ground was hollowed out. It may also be the case originally, but after some repairs. I can't see it anywhere else, but I can see that to leave the mass grave, only climb up through the cliff. There is no second way.

And there were no ropes on the cliff. If you want to go up, you can only climb by yourself, and there is no other means to help.

This point can also be seen by other monks.

Now, many monks have begun to climb up the cliff.

"It's just a cliff, and I can't help it."

A young woman with a beautiful face was obviously not interested in standing in a mass grave looking at a large number of bones. I didn't plan to go climbing. Backhand, took out a rune.

Under the urging, Fu Zhi turned directly into a breeze.

Cover his body and pull it up sharply. Go against the wind.

Fuyu-Royal Wind Rune! !!

You can let your body be shrouded by the breeze, rise on the ground, and walk in the wind, and it doesn't last long, but it is obviously not a problem to rush to the cliff.

"Russ !!!!"

Not only did she have a way, other monks also had their own means, only to see a golden rope in the hands of a middle-aged man. This rope flickered with different light, and between the arms, it stretched out rapidly, strangely appeared on the top of the cliff, directly over it. Then, the entire rope shrank instantly. It's like an elastic shrink rope.

The force of contraction quickly pulled the middle-aged man up. It was as if a sling had hung him up.

"That is a strange treasure. It is unique in climbing. Good things, really good things."

Ye Zhiqiu saw and couldn't help but sigh.

A cliff can't stop a monk who is a living monk.

"Yi Daoyou, someone has already gone up. The grave still doesn't know what the danger is. If you stay in this mass grave, how can you feel extremely infiltrating, it is better for us to go up. Other people have a way, and I Zhi Zhiqiu is not Vegetarians. I have a maggot technique that can take Taoists directly to the cliff. "

Ye Zhiqiu watched someone ascend to the cliff, and her heart was fiery.

Entering the tomb, everyone wants to get treasure. Where would you like to fall behind.

"Then rely on Ye Daoyou's strange door armor."

Yi Tianxing heard, without hesitation, directly agreed.

"Well, look at me."

Ye Zhiqiu grinned, stretched out his hand and patted it on Yi Tianxing's shoulder. With a hard hand, a yellow light suddenly appeared on his body, covering himself and Yi Tianxing at the same time. The two bodies seemed as if the fish had touched the water and went straight into Go underground.

Yi Tianxing can see that there is soil everywhere.

But the whole body seemed to be connected to the earth in an instant. In the earth, it seemed to be a swimming fish in the water, walking forward with ease. Of course, outside of the body, you can still feel the pressure from the earth. This pressure has a considerable impact on the speed of travel.

This is the mystery of the earthen art. Otherwise, even underground monks, even monks, will be directly crushed to death and buried alive. Covered by the weight of the earth.

However, it seems that because of carrying Yi Tianxing, the speed of hoeing the ground is not too fast, but the monk climbing the cliff does not know how much faster. Yi Tianxing can feel that his body is constantly rising.

puff! !!

Unconsciously, the pressure on the outside disappeared instantly. The body is light. The vision in front of me became wider again.

"When we arrived, I didn't expect to be so tired to lead people. My obedience, my vitality was mostly consumed. If we don't reach the top of the cliff again, we will be buried in the ground."

As soon as he came out, Ye Zhiqiu fell into a soft body and collapsed to the ground with a sweat on his forehead.

Under the circumstance of walking through the ground or taking a person, the consumption of him is increased exponentially, and there is no way to support it for a long time. Fortunately, this is only a short distance limp, otherwise, really It was a tragedy that halfway through the repair was exhausted, and it couldn't be buried completely underground.

It is said that in history, many monks who practiced the earthen arts were too self-defeating. They could not come out at once, and they were buried directly in the ground and died alive. It can be said that the landeers died in the earth. .

The good water drowned! !!

"Early ground is risky and people must be cautious."

A word emerged from Ye Zhiqiu's mind for the first time.

In the future, he will lead people to stun, he must think carefully before talking.

Don't just dying underground, it is really a tragedy. Death is a big joke.

"This is for you. No one in the tomb knows the danger, and it will be restored as soon as possible." Yi Tianxing saw it, shook his head slightly, and threw a Tiandan Dan between his hands.

"What is it? Elixir? This breath is the elixir. Ten percent of the elixir, no elixir of any impurities. You have such a treasure." Ye Zhiqiu grabbed the elixir in his hands, watched it carefully, and excited in his eyes. Light. Lingdan, this is the elixir that can only be made by the master of alchemy. After taking it, there is no impurity at all. It is a gem.

It is almost impossible to see in ordinary times, and it was so easy to appear in his hands.

It's almost like dreaming.

Immediately without hesitation, Zhangkou swallowed the elixir, and the vital energy consumed in the body was recovering at an alarming rate. When a Tiantan Dan went down, not only was the authentic energy recovered, but even the amount of mental energy had increased.

"Daoyou, is there any elixir?"

Ye Zhiqiu was looking forward to Yi Tianxing and asked urgently.

Yi Tianxing ignored it and looked forward.

Above the cliff is a platform.

On the platform, a chilling sight appeared.

An old high platform stands in the center of the platform. The high platform does not know what material to cast, it is natural, can be seen on the surface, there are various mysterious textures engraved on it, I do n’t know why, there seems to be thick The **** scent emanated from it, making people nauseous.

There is a knife on this high platform. A ghost-headed sword with a heavy body, a ghost-head carved at the handle, quite sharp, cut gold and jade. The back of the knife has a round mouth, which is special in shape. On the knife body, we can see the strange pattern of the knife. This knife has become blood-colored. Blinking cold light, it seems that you can hear countless injustices moaning and crying.

"The guillotine, the ghost-headed sword." Yi Tianxing's eyes were frozen, and the yin and yang eyes could see endless resentment on the high platform and the sword, and the suffocation flowed. Ghost-headed knives are best at beheading and decapitation. They have always been a favorite of executioners. This big knife ~ www.novelhall.com ~ can be decapitated and clean. Can be called the exclusive executioner.

"On the guillotine, the **** smell will last for thousands of years. How much blood can be stained to reach this level, even the ghost's big sword is stained with blood red. How many people have been killed and how many heads have been cut with this knife, no It would be the bodies in the mass graves below, all of which were cut off by this guillotine. "

Ye Zhiqiu's eye pupils contracted violently, and she was taken aback by the high platform in front of her.

A strong omission echoed in my mind.

Looking at this guillotine and ghost head sword, even more intense.

With a single knife, as long as you kill people, you can produce radon, containing evil spirits. Killing hundreds or thousands of people is a weapon. If 10,000 people are slaughtered, more than 100,000 people. Even if it was only an inconspicuous sword, it must become the most terrible murder knife.

It was a murder knife washed out of blood.

In particular, in this Feng Shui treasure where dragons and phoenixes intersect, this fierce knife is trained and cultivated by the power of Feng Shui. What kind of changes will there be? No one can estimate it. Mobile users please browse and read for a better reading experience.