Invincibility starts from pawn super power

Chapter 75 Rebirth nine times, break your reincarnation

At this moment, Jin Linxi, who was outside the tomb, was extremely nervous.

While cursing You Wangxin in his heart for playing with fire and self-immolation, he worried about the other party's life.

Thoughts are complex and indescribable.

The bloody scene in the tomb, because of the obstruction of Shi Zhu and You Guo, she never saw the whole picture, but it did not hinder her judgment.

This strangely appearing Ryugo must be a murderous demon without batting an eyelid.

Fighting fiercely with the devil is undoubtedly digging his own grave.

Staring nervously at what happened in the tomb, the teleportation thimble of the middle finger of her right hand was held down by her thumb, ready to activate the superpower on it.

In the face of a strong opponent, there may only be one chance. Once there is an uncontrollable situation in the field, she will save You Wangxin at all costs.

It's not about love, it's about—

Forget it, what is love!

……

Inside the tomb.

Long Wu put all his attention on the man in white in front of him, and if the other party couldn't give a satisfactory answer, he would definitely torture him to death.

The more dangerous the moment was, the calmer You Wangxin became.

Seeing that the other party was completely "fascinated" by him, he gracefully (pretending to be thirteen) flicked the dust on the T-shirt, without any hesitation in speaking.

"Prince Long, are we 'reciprocating courtesy'?
Anyway, I am in the urn, let me be a ghost, and I will naturally tell you everything you want to know.

One question and one answer, no one suffers, how about it? "

It is true that they are bargaining, and You Wangxin also wants to take a chestnut out of the fire and learn some secrets of the year.

As you hear the news, you can die in the evening.

What's more, he still has the confidence to escape here, but the price is a bit high!

Anger and resentment can easily make people lose their minds, and they can also easily make people control their minds.

The lord of Pixiu, Long Wuxue's pupils shrank suddenly, suppressing the killing intent in his chest, and responded word by word.

"It's a deal, I'll let you live a little longer!"

After finishing speaking, Longwu flicked his fingers, and a suspended projection appeared on the high platform of the stone throne.

The content of the projection is exactly the battle of that year.

To be precise, it is the end of the war!
With such a grand event ahead, You Wangxin and Jin Linxi outside the tomb were all amazed.

Unexpectedly, there is such a method, with its own video projection function, Long Wu, this auspicious beast, is really a waste of money.

If Xingyun Continent popularizes this, who will be afraid of the battery speeding up.

Not much gossip, the content in the projection is equally exciting, and the editing technique is quite sophisticated.

A young man in a sackcloth Taoist robe, brandishing a Dharma sword, gallops through the army of Pixiu, with hot blood soaring to the sky from time to time.

This young man is that repairer named Ma——Lieutenant Ma.

Hundreds of Pixiu bravely blocked the front of Ma Xiaowei's charge, preventing the opponent from chasing and killing.

Right in front of the chase, the blood-soaked black Pixiu lay limp in front of the stone throne. In addition to dripping blood, there were dozens of apricot-yellow talismans attached to his body.

In the vast underground palace, there are countless Pixiu surrounded on the other side, their eyes are full of righteous indignation and determination, and they don't go forward to help the black Pixiu at all.

With only a few hundred Pai Yao supporting him, it was considered a betrayal.

Even though the repairer surnamed Ma was also injured, he was not able to trap hundreds of miscellaneous fish and kill them all in a blink of an eye.

The magic sword's cold light is like water, and it has never been stained with blood.

Holding the dharma sword in his hand, stepping on the void, he stepped towards the limp black Pixiu step by step, and continuously shot out dharma formulas with his free left hand to seal the surrounding space.

The underground palace, which was originally extremely wide, was visibly shrinking, shrinking, and shrinking again.

The group of Pixiu gathered on the other side quickly rose into the air, unexpectedly standing at the same place as the cultivator surnamed Ma who massacred his fellow clan.

The black Pixiu struggled to open his eyes, and tried to stand up with his body, but his front legs gave way and he collapsed on the high platform again.

Rao is at the end of his strength, and the dignity of the king cannot be trampled on.

The red eyes flickered continuously, and a rumbling sound came out from the ferocious mouth.

"Xiu Zhe, do you really want to be an enemy of this king?

You should know that Ruishou has no real soul, as long as there is enough time, this king can be reborn in the world.

At that time, the killing will be even worse, and all the blood debts will be charged on your head, and your descendants will surely bear the wrath of this king. "

Ba Jue's words were full of threats. He was clearly at the end of the road, but he never showed any fear.

Xiu Zhe Ma smiled at such a threat, not taking it to heart at all.

There was still blood oozing from the linen Taoist robe, and his breath fluctuated, but this did not affect his strength and freedom.

"Auspicious beasts have no souls? Not entirely true, nine is the extreme, what about after nine deaths?
Even if you are reborn, why not be afraid, the Ma family in Lanxiang will be here forever.

Rebirth once, kill you once!
Rebirth nine times, break your reincarnation!
Remember, I am Ma Zhuifeng from the school captain family, I hope you can still remember it when you are reborn! "

After saying this, he was too lazy to talk nonsense with the other party and threw out the magic sword he was holding.

The dharma sword turned into a ray of fireworks, swift as a meteor, and directly pierced into the huge head of the dark-colored Pixiu.

The dark-colored Pixiu had no idea of ​​the opponent's decisive killing. His weak consciousness gradually faded away after the sword penetrated him, and his copper bell-like eyes were full of unwillingness.

The hemp-robed cultivator known as Ma Zhuifeng didn't stop, casting spells with his hands continuously, forcing out one after another illusory runes from his fingertips.

Countless runes seem to have life, and they are attached to the surface of the black Pixiu's body in groups.

Under the dual effects of the magic sword and the runes, the huge body quickly squirmed into the air and crashed directly into the stone throne on the high platform.

It was obviously a body of flesh and blood, but the moment it touched the throne, it turned into a cold statue of a man.

Holding the sun with his left hand and the moon with his right hand, his face is ferocious.

Ma Zhuifeng took a long breath, slowly retracted his hands that were making the secret, and instead cupped his fists to salute the people behind him.

"Okay, thank you all auspicious beasts for understanding the righteousness. This place will be guarded by your souls. If there is any abnormality, please notify Lanxiang Ma's family in time."

At this time, the statue of the man on the throne hadn't completely solidified, and at least one human head remained flesh-colored, but it wouldn't last long.

Suddenly hearing Ma Zhuifeng's words, the dark-colored Pixiu raised his closed eyelids again, glared at all the surviving Pixiu high up in the hall, and uttered the last words with difficulty.

"Wait...really...want...rebellion?"

Unfortunately, he couldn't hear the answer.

As soon as the words were spoken, the little mana remaining in the body could no longer slow down the speed of petrification, and the head was instantly transformed into a sculpture.

Ma Zhuifeng glanced at the completely frozen statue of the man again, his body staggered slightly and almost fell, but he still gritted his teeth and rushed towards the northern sky.

Seeing that there was no need to stay any longer, the surviving Pixiu forced a little soul from their foreheads to stay here, and then scattered away.

The battlefield became quiet in an instant, and this silence lasted only three to five minutes, and the means arranged by Ma Zhuifeng in advance also began to work.

The surrounding tall mountains were surrounding the center, as if a big hand was piecing them together one by one. The palace, which had been reduced several times, was soon buried deep in the mountains.

The projection screen stopped abruptly. There was no magnificent battle, only the tragic ending.

"Human boy, can you answer my question?"

Longwu has been suppressing his anger and is already on the verge of rage, especially after reliving the tragedy of that year.

The ink-colored Pixiu in the projection is Long Wu!

The eagerness to know the whereabouts of Ma Zhuifeng was not for revenge, but for fear of other misfortunes.

The declaration of "Killing the Nine" was still in my ears. She had just been reborn and her body was weak, so it was best to avoid it.

"Before Senior Ma Zhuifeng left, he left something in his family to deal with the current situation. With that thing, Lord Long would not be able to get out of this tomb palace."

You Wangxin didn't know where "Lieutenant Ma" had gone, but he was not weak at all in making nonsense, he just spit out nonsense.

Seriously, the face is not red and the heart is not beating.

"What! Where is it?" Long Wu was short of breath for a moment, and asked repeatedly.

During this period of time, You Wangxin was dealing with the other party, and Guo Tiande was not always idle, his hands were always fiddling under the hem of his clothes.

Now the other party is obviously in a panic, how can he miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

Guo Tiande suddenly stretched out his right arm, and the thin bamboo pole that had never left his hand suddenly pierced the hole in the tomb door.

The position where he was standing was already very close to the door, and now it was premeditated, who can stop him!

The target of the thin bamboo pole was not the stone gate, but the cat's eye staff inserted in the center of the hole.

Based on Wu Mingshu's experience, it is impossible for the placed detonator not to be able to blow up the door of the tomb. Now there is only a hole, which is obviously affected by external forces.

The cat's eye staff is an external force!

Regardless of his experience or eyesight, Guo Tiande had enough confidence to open the tomb door.

Jin Linxi, who was looking in through the hole, saw the thin bamboo pole attacking, his face was filled with joy, and he was about to step aside without thinking.

Before she could completely leave the hole, she vaguely saw a blood shadow appearing behind Guo Tiande strangely.

Not only that, but a pair of bloody palms were held up stiffly, and the target was obviously Guo Tiande.

"Be careful behind you!"

Jin Linxi didn't care about hiding her figure, and shook her arm vigorously into the hole, and even urgently reminded her.

behind?

Guo Tiande heard the sudden reminder, although he didn't understand why, it didn't prevent him from making the right choice.

Quickly twisting his body, his thin body quickly fell down and rolled in a random direction.

Bang!
A hand hammer hit the ground firmly, and the gravel residue splashed around again.

who is it!

Long Wu was clearly standing still, and who was attacking Guo Tiande!

(End of this chapter)