Fu Canglu

Chapter 428 Follow Me, Enter the Monument

His Highness squinted his eyes, looking at the painted mask with blue ghost fangs smiling brightly, thinking about a question.

The entire wasteland is not so much like a gathering place for demon practitioners in ancient times, it is better to say that it is the treasure refining place of that "Houqing". Under the catastrophe, they finally chose to enter Houqing's "heavy treasure" to avoid the disaster of time. Now that they are reborn, they seem to have been made into puppets by Houqing in accordance with nature.

If there is no accident, the queen queen, a giant in the magic way, should be one of the most powerful puppet masters in ancient times.

But the sword will rust, even if it is a famous sword that has returned to the sword house, after a hundred years, even if it is continuously washed and forged with furnace fire, it is impossible to completely reproduce the sharpness of the past.

In today's chess palace, there are four reincarnated souls of the great sages of the demon race sitting in the castle, but not even one of the ancient treasures of the great sages has been preserved.

Not to mention the much older Demon Dao Heavy Treasure.

Yi Xiao pursed her lips.

In this world, there is only one place where time can stop flowing.

"Gate of hell."

A soft female voice came next to my ear.

Xi Yao still had a calm face, maintaining a haughty attitude standing on the top of the mountain and looking into the distance, his fingers moved slightly following the black spot that was almost invisible from the far distance.

Only very few people can see that fast-moving black dot.

His Highness was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and looked at Xi Yao.

indeed.

As I thought, in this world, only the "Gate of Ghosts" can make time stand still and stop flowing.

Houqing's treasure has been entrusted to the gate of hell?
Yi Xiao narrowed her eyes slightly.

This is something that makes people feel horrible every time they think about it.

But it's not the scariest thing.

There is another possibility.

Xi Yao smiled and said the most frightening thing.

"Brother 'Houqing' has never died, he is behind the ghost gate."

The volume she used for sound transmission was extremely soft: "It won't be long before that 'puppet master' will open the box that is closed to hell."

"If 'Houqing' comes out, the whole wasteland will be his small world. Even if I am here, I can't be his opponent."

"Everyone will die at that time." Liang Liang lowered his eyebrows, and his voice was gentle: "But Liang Liang is not afraid of death, because there is a brother. But brother, your soul has not been found yet. The key to open the tomb , why not use it sooner?"

Yi Xiao was stunned.

There was a thunderbolt in my mind.

At that time, Beiguan was invited.

The words that the white-haired ferryman, the first-generation lord of Fengxueyincheng, said to himself turned into a thunderbolt at this moment, and Wanjun fell.
"You are the unique key in this world!"

key.

what key?
The key to the tomb?
"what happened?"

The princess beside him noticed Yi Xiao's abnormality, frowned and asked with concern.

Yi Xiao covered her forehead in some pain, and shook her head with difficulty, trying to signal that she was fine, but the word "no hindrance" was forcefully squeezed out from her chest, and when it reached her throat, it was like a stick in her throat, rolling against the tide, and it was difficult to say it.

With the physique of a little King Kong, he actually felt a chill for no reason at this moment, a sense of weakness rising from the depths of his heart, pulling his limbs continuously, downwards, and falling into the abyss.

Wei Lingshan supported Yi Xiao's limp body, frowned and glanced around, and finally looked angrily at the woman from the Western Regions who met his gaze.

Xi Yao frowned, and turned her head forcefully, her long hair brushed over, perfectly covering the worry and doubt in her eyes.

The princess' pretty eyes looked at Xi Yao angrily.

Xi Yao lowered her eyebrows and stopped looking in Yi Xiao's direction.

After a while, she raised her head again, still pointing at the painted masked man, and said calmly, "I don't know who the mountain climber is, but I know that there is only one person in the South China Sea." A 'puppet master'."

Ye Shisan naturally also saw that figure.

The puppeteer who painted the green ghost's fangs was smiling brightly at the moment, like the smug smile before the big event was about to happen.

He was silent for a moment.

Young Master Xiaotao narrowed his eyes and said seriously: "This 'puppet master' is not from the South China Sea."

Xi Yao chuckled, but this laughter inevitably sounded a little mocking at the moment, "If I'm not wrong, the previous changes in the wasteland were written by him."

Young master Xiao Tao was slightly startled.

Xi Yao's smile continued unabated, and her complexion gradually turned cold.

"This mountain has the blood essence of the former devil, and to move the blood cloud to create this 'resurrection of the devil' scene, you need to practice Houqing's string control technique."

"The entire wasteland has already been refined by Hou Qing. The monsters in front of him are of course puppets in his hands. When puppets are not in use, they will naturally be put away, and when they are needed, they need to be 'woke up'."

Liang Liang stood on the top of the mountain with a smile on his face all the time, and kept pointing fingers with both hands. As her fingers danced nimbly, they flew across the air like a butterfly wearing flowers, like Dongjun stroking the strings, and bloody aura coming from far away. Sumo was suddenly detonated by Suzaku Void Flame.

Most of the demon heads hiding in the blood light are not spiritually enlightened practitioners of the demonic way. For example, the reason why Dong Jun pinched half of his body and could bite off an arm of General Xiguan was the one before him. Because of one thing.

Xi Yao clenched the five fingers of her left hand and pulled her left arm.

In the palm of his hand, the secret cause and effect of manipulating the Suzaku Void Flame closed in an instant.

The blood that was crushed and exploded was pinched in the palm of the invisible big palm in the distant sky, and the rich blood energy overflowed very slowly.

And after the blood light dissipated, there were strands of invisible and invisible threads sticking to the center of the blood light. After being pinched and exploded, they appeared in an instant, and before the Suzaku Xuyan could be burned, they would break off by themselves, dissipate in smoke, and never Leave no trace.

Those devils in the blood are like "puppets".

The person who controls the strings has been hiding behind the scenes.

"He came earlier than us."

"Much earlier."

"Every mountain and every devil here has been controlled by him. Now that the blood here has been revived, every devil is extremely powerful."

Xi Yao paused: "There is no doubt that every mountain will be a boost for him to reach the top of the highest mountain. In other words"

"He is now, the ruler of the wasteland!"

There was a dead silence above the altar.

The leaders of the several major camps looked at each other, not knowing what to say, they could only place their hopes on the Western Region monster woman who was on the same boat at the moment.

Xi Yao had a calm and indifferent look on his face, and didn't care about the looks from these humans who he regarded as heretics at this moment.

She tried to resist the urge to look in a certain direction.

Liang Liang suppressed his voice, pretending to be calm and said: "I can't think of any other way. If you have the ability to go to that magic mountain and compete with that unknown 'puppet master', you can plead for the common people. Before he climbs to the top of the highest mountain in Shanhouqing, as long as he is killed, the catastrophe will naturally disappear."

"This holy man can't do it."

Xi Yao turned her head and glanced at Ye Shisan.

"Ye Shisan, my monster clan is going to enter the Liuxian Monument now."

Liang Liang glanced around, with a calm tone: "If you are afraid of death, you will stick to the top of the mountain. Naturally, a few mere demons will not be able to attack, but maybe after the 'puppet master' reaches the top of the mountain, he will give you a big blow." surprise."

She moved slowly, passing through Qiliang, Northern Wei, and Xiguan one after another. Behind her, Gu Shengcheng and Qiushui looked calm, and the monster chess masters showed no signs of worry.

Finally moved to the Buddhist camp.

Xi Yao stopped in her tracks, only glanced at Yi Xiao, and then moved away immediately.

Liang Liang took a deep breath and looked at the pale Qingshi.

She knew that Qingshi had a mind-to-heart connection, so she didn't keep her mind on guard at this moment, but slowly opened her heart, revealing part of her soul.

Qingshi raised his head and looked at the woman from the Western Regions with a little perplexity.

Both are silent.

After a moment.

Xi Yao chuckled and said the last sentence.

"Monk. Enter the stele."

After finishing speaking, the young master of the Chess Palace of the Western Regions looked blankly at the entrance of the immortal tablet beside Ye Shisan, which was torn apart by the blue jade tablet, and spread his fingers slightly, an invisible force Cover up the volatility.

Xi Yao pulled his hands apart out of thin air, and made a "pull away" movement, with a calm expression on his face, showing no effort at all.

The crack leading to the inside of the stele was torn apart by her ten fingers.

Xi Yao took the lead to enter, her red clothes were swept up by the wind blowing from the immortal stele, hunting and majestic, the chess palace people and horses behind her filed in together with her.

Qi Liang, the Northern Wei Dynasty, and Xiguan were all dead silent.

Master Jian will look at Old Man Yu.

The old man Yu Gong looked at Jiang Qingyi.

Jiang Qingyi looked at General Jian.

It was Qingshi's voice that broke the silence.

He stood up slowly, first glanced at Yi Xiao beside him, who seemed to be in some trouble at the moment, and then looked into Wei Lingshan's eyes.

His Highness is fine.

It seemed that he was stimulated by something, his mind and soul were blocked at this moment, he couldn't hear what others said, even the little King Kong's body couldn't help shaking.

Qingshi took a deep breath, and after looking at each other with Wei Lingshan, they confirmed each other's thoughts.

This little buddhist uncle is trying his best to make his voice sound the same as usual.

Determined and calm.

"Follow me."

He said a few words softly, supported Yi Xiao, and Wei Lingshan stood on the left and right, supported the little highness, and walked slowly to the crack in the immortal stele.

The disciples of the entire Buddhist sect stood up respectfully at this moment, and followed Qingshi's figure to the crack of the immortal stele.

Qingshi raised his head to look around, the entire fairy stele world, through that crack, can only see a dream, like colored glaze.

Can't see the truth.

It's just delusional.

He paused in front of the gate of the immortal stele, thinking of what his master had said to him back then.

"All conditioned dharmas are like dreams and bubbles, like dew and electricity."

What if I don't fight for this fortune?
Dream bubbles?

Ruthless as electricity?

Qingshi touched the scabbed top of his head, burned incense on the top, and the incense embers on the top.

He actually sensed a strange yet familiar aura inside the immortal stele.

Sniffing lightly, it is like burning incense in Buddhism, and the incense enters the nose.

Mahayana.

He stepped forward and whispered two words at the same time.

"Enter the stele."

(End of this chapter)