Infinite Horror: Opening Seal Dungeon Boss

"Hmm." Fu Yu said lightly.

Hearing his confession, Qingyang said again: "Although it is only temporarily suppressing Mr. Xieqing, I still get a glimpse of the power of your companions. Fortunately, you have come, otherwise the situation will be serious and irreparable."

He looked at the rolling dark clouds, the most gloomy place, "Then let's speed up our pace and enter the palace as soon as possible."

Both Fu and Yu responded in unison: "Okay."

The emperor's palace.

"Hey, what the hell is going on with these people? Why do they want to kill people for a while, and then stay motionless for a while as if they were pinned down?" Qin Zechen's face was dark and his clothes were full of wrinkles. At this moment, he was circling around a guard. There are those red lines, why are they gone?"

Nie Zheng put his fingers lightly on the intact skin of the emperor's neck to feel his pulse, and said, "Maybe something happened to the people behind the scenes controlling these people."

Qin Zechen walked towards Nie Zheng and said, "If you say this, it might be Sister Pei or Fu Yu who did it. Speaking of which, we haven't met anyone else since we entered Shangzi Palace, and we don't know what is going on with them." Condition."

He passed through the densely packed guards and stood beside Nie Zheng. Qin Zechen looked at the guards who looked like sculptures, "They all seem to be here for the emperor."

"Is the emperor still alive?" Qin Zechen turned his head to look at Han Li who had fallen into a coma on the ground, his body was not intact, bloody, and extremely embarrassed.

"Not dead." Nie Zheng straightened up, clapped his hands, his narrow eyes glanced at the motionless guards, and said: "These controlled guards can't wait to kill the emperor, so the emperor must still be alive." There are secrets we don't know about. So, he can't die until we find out the truth of the whole thing."

Qin Zechen nodded, "I heard him mention a name before, what is it called...Ji Rubing? Are we going to find him?"

"Yes." As he spoke, Nie Zheng looked down at Han Li, who was lying dead at his feet. "Those red lines appeared suddenly and disappeared strangely. We can't predict when the red lines will appear next time. And this emperor is a shining The target, all the ghosts in the palace will come to him, so we can't just throw him here."

Nie Zheng sighed softly, "It's easy to kill, but hard to protect."

Qin Zechen touched his chin pretending to be thoughtful, and suggested: "Then why don't we two go find it, and ask Wenren to stay here to protect the emperor?"

Nie Zheng thought for a while, "It's possible."

The ground in the gloomy bedroom was mottled with blood, and the dead bodies were piled up in disorder, lifeless.

Xiaoshu and Wenren wished that the two ghosts stood side by side. At this time, Qin Zechen and Nie Zheng had already left the bedroom. Jiang Nuan looked at the pale emperor and said, "Leave all our ghosts here to protect the emperor, right? Too cautious?"

After hearing this, Wen Renyuan replied: "After all, the ghost involved this time is at the level of a ghost emperor, and the emperor's life is very important, so we must protect him well."

"Then how can Qin Zechen's safety be guaranteed?" Jiang Nuan said, "This is not his game either. He cannot use permanent items. We are his only support."

Xiaoshu said from the side: "But before signing a ghost contract with us, these players also survived on their own."

Jiang Nuan said: "That's what I said, but what they are facing now is the ghost emperor!"

Xiaoshu suddenly became excited and looked in a certain direction, "I seem to feel the ghostly spirit of Xiaoxiao and sister Xiaoyun."

"It seems that they want to join us." Wen Renyuan also looked in that direction, "Should they meet?"

Pei Shiqing, who was rushing to the bedroom at the moment, had his eyes darkened, "The golden seal is gone."

At the same time, the entire side hall collapsed!

The broken wooden pillars caused dust to fly, and in the middle of the ruins of the side hall, the body of the person formed by the black mist was somewhat mutilated, as if it had been corroded by something, with pits and hollows.

Lightning flashed across, and the sudden brightness made him more like a man-eating ghost crawling out of the depths of hell.

"Boom—!" A thunderous thunder resounded through the vast sky.

"Pei...Qing!" This voice was full of outrageous anger, as if it came out after crushing the molars.

Xie Qingjun's entire ghost turned into a black mist and floated towards the sky. He melted into the dark clouds, and his figure could no longer be seen.Strands of red threads hang down from the clouds, those red threads are like wriggling worms, floating freely in mid-air, and then precisely drill into the skin of the back of the human neck.

Because there are too many red lines, densely packed, it makes the whole palace seem to turn red.

The people controlled by the red lines lowered their heads deeply, exposing their bony backs. Those red lines are like the mouthparts of mosquitoes, sucking something from these people's bodies. Their bodies began to shrink and their eyes protruded. The cheeks were sunken, shaped like a mummy.

"A rustling rustle."

The trampled grass slowly straightened up, and the feet that bent their waists were perpendicular to the ground, and they were getting farther and farther away——

The red thread was like a fishing hook, hooking the back of their necks viciously. The feet of those mummified corpses were straightened, and their hands were hanging down unconsciously. They all kept their heads hanging in the air in strange postures.

"call--"

When the wind blows, their bodies are like strips of cloth, and their half-body will be tilted by the wind, like banners beckoning ghosts, fluttering with the wind.

This scene was staged over the entire palace.

Horror, horror, depression...

And directly above the palace, a huge kind face gradually formed from the clouds. His slender eyes were closed, the corners of his mouth were turned up, and he was compassionate. Peace of mind.

Seeing this scene, Qingyang bit the tip of his tongue without hesitation, and spewed out. His sword finger pointed the blood on the tip of his tongue, drawing a talisman in the void.

I saw the blood-red runes in the void slowly appearing along with his sword fingers, Qingyang muttered words, and the three ticks in his pupils arranged clockwise, gradually changing from blurred to clear.

"...The Divine Soldiers are as urgent as a law!" With one word, Qingyang's fingertips touched the feet of the entire blood talisman, and then ended.

A strange voice suddenly came out of his mouth, "What is calling you?"

With his body, please God come down!

"Yi Qing Tianzun, I have found the trace of Lord Xie Qing, who is trying to seize the reincarnated body of Emperor Fushu in the mortal world..." Qingyang quickly reported the current situation briefly.

Feng Ling quietly leaned against Fu Yu. Although she had seen a lot of ghosts in the past two years, this was the first time she saw a miracle happen.

You must know that in modern times, it is useless to pray to gods and Buddhas. If you want to survive, you can only deal with ghosts. Unexpectedly, a hundred years ago, there really was a god!

Feng Ling couldn't tell what emotion she was in, whether it was fear or fear, or respect and worship, she couldn't tell.

This is, one of the Three Purities of China, Qing Yuan Ling Tianzun!
Let me explain what the three ticks are. The three ticks represent Sanqing. In fact, they are three checkmarks, which are usually drawn on the top of a piece of talisman paper (I checked Baidu, please correct me if I am wrong)
Then, my brain capacity is really not enough, I still use the name of Sanqing in an overhead world, woo woo woo