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"Where to do things?"

"Just choose the mass grave in the east of the city, you said that Liu occasionally got the secret book."

The two of them walked east side by side, and the team behind them was vast, one monk together, one old and one young, looking like they were going to fight monsters.

After all, Lu Zhengkang and Kun Qing are in martial arts, with light legs and feet, and walking fast. People in the back slowly can’t keep up with them. As the two of them get faster and faster, the team is pulled longer and longer until In the end, only a few of the same martial arts talents were barely at the end of the team.

Suddenly ran out for half an hour to the mass grave.

Lu Zhengkang squinted his eyes and found that the place was flat and wide, with dead trees growing, thatched grass, and graves bulging like abscesses.

What a bad place.

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty One: Death, Epiphany, Game Three

If you observe the flow of the upper edge of this place with the eyes of the sky, you will find a lot of miscellaneous qi, in addition to the white qi representing vitality, there is also the blue qi representing the ghost of death.

These beautiful breaths are as slender as leaf veins, intertwined into a crystalline net.It exists silently, like a tenacious statue, against time, without fluctuations.

These are all within the normal category, and are natural products of the movement of heaven.

Lu Zhengkang lightly touched these dead auras, and he felt stagnant and solemn. There was a scene of evil spirits devouring people, and the ears pierced and whined. It was the spirit of the dead remaining in the dead aura that launched a counterattack. If you can't bear it, then Will be hurt.

Many ghost stories on the market mention the terrible sights that pedestrians see when they pass the graves and ghost houses at night, but they are not groundless. They are not deifying the fear of death, but indeed some more intelligent people can sense death. Malice in the air.

What if these dead spirits gather?

Lu Zhengkang turned his mind around to see a certain possibility in the distant future.

The quiet blue death air was thick as clouds, agitating the world and the earth, a cloud of purple gold appeared in the sky, and the death air was far away, opposing each other, one yin and one yang, moving and quiet.

The dead Qi accumulates and thickens until it begins to shrink inward, forming a black sphere, and it begins to rise, and the surrounding upper edge floods into the vacancy, causing the ground to sink. The purple and golden clouds in the sky are attracted to sink, and the two meet, causing thunder. .

It is a scorched earth with a radius of a hundred miles.

The in-situ mass grave has been replaced by a long and narrow pit, like a wound created by heaven and earth to cut the abscess.

Lu Zhengkang couldn't help thinking.

Is this world alive?

Is the operation of the universe in accordance with the rules set in advance?

What is the position of people between heaven and earth?

Why does the dead affect the changes of heaven and earth?

If a universe has life and is conscious, it should make people tremble and fear, and what a yearning thing!

Lu Zhengkang was wandering here, Kun Qing came over, "The monk comes first, or the Taoist priest?"

"You go first."

"Each half of the time, just take that tomb bag as the boundary, the east belongs to me, and the west belongs to you."

"can."

Kun Qing took out a cyan jade token from his arms, holding it in his hands, stepping on the burial ground, and chanting "Lingbao Immeasurable High Quality Classics".

A group of dark clouds gradually gathered in the sky, which appeared unusually obvious on a clear winter day.

Several viewers watched and laughed.

"Cardinal Heaven and Earth, five thunders are right!"

Kun Qing pulled out the iron sword on his back and pointed towards the sky.

The dense electric light rolled hurriedly in the dark clouds, like a blazing purple lotus.

Kun Qing shouted three times.

"Thunder!"

"Thunder!"

"Thunder!"

Woo-

Suddenly, the sky and the earth made a muffled sound, like a giant's breath, air piercing through Changhong.

Boom!!

The next moment, thunder fell from the sky!

In the dazzling light, Taoist Kunqing is like a tall dark night mountain, tall and handsome.

The electric light fell like a flying snake on the ground, falling into the veins of dead energy, jumping around.

People are standing in the world of aurora, surrounded by golden light like golden light. Fortunately, no one is targeted by electric light, and there is no accident.

The air was burnt with a pungent odor, and everyone's hair began to float, except for Lu Zhengkang's bald head.

The little bald donkey smiled and looked at these men in scarfs and crowns, their hair unceasingly overflowing from both sides of the headscarves, there was really nowhere to put static electricity.

There was a loud noise after another, which caused severe pain in the eardrums of the people, and the heart stopped beating. Those martial arts people watching the excitement hurriedly resisted.

After nearly a quarter of an hour of sound and light bombardment, the stubborn lifeless spirit finally dissipated.

The thunder stopped, the dark clouds above his head melted away, and the sun shone again, and most of the entire mass graves became clean and refreshing. Even the part that Lu Zhengkang was responsible for was purified a lot.

The Taoist priest wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then pressed hard on the frizzy hair. I don’t know if there is any secret. He really pressed the hair back to a soft and fit state. Kun Qing smiled with satisfaction and walked over to Lu Zhengkang Made a "please".

The monk pouted his lips and walked to the grave.

To do an unfamiliar thing, people will always find similar experience from memory to sort out their ideas, but this is indeed a direction that Lu Zhengkang has never involved. Of course, he can also read the Chronicles, but simply speaking is not use.

Then only start with the essence of the problem.

It's not the first time that Lu Zhengkang has seen the lifeless existence. It's just that what I have seen before is mixed in the upper edge, which is very inconspicuous.

After personally contacting Death Qi, he probably also realized its stubborn and cold nature.

Death Qi will cancel each other out with the upper edge of the conflict attribute, of which thunder Qi is one.

It is strange that death and anger do not conflict.

In addition, spiritual ideas can blend with death.