One Punch Monk

Chapter 86 The Interrupted Blood Sacrifice

"Ga~ga~"

The dark crow flits across the night sky, its keen eyes are staring at every move on the ground.

This is a tall mountain range that stretches for hundreds of miles. There are many canyons between the peaks. On both sides of these canyons, there are many special stone platforms.

From the ground, these stone platforms are unremarkable.

From the crow's high-altitude perspective, these stone platforms constitute an intricate eight-way giant formation.

Here is Dingjun Mountain in Hanzhong.

And this big formation is the famous Eight Formation Diagram of Zhuge Wuhou!

Few people know why Zhuge Wuhou, as the top powerhouse in the Three Kingdoms era, arranged this stunning formation in Hanzhong, and why he was buried here after his death.

Obviously this was not the front line at that time, if the formation was to defend against the enemy, it should be arranged on Tangluo Road, Baoxie Road, Chencang Road, or in the Qishan area of ​​Longyou.

The real reason is that the terrifying existence in Taiping Paradise is being suppressed here.

At the foot of Dingjun Mountain, there is an extremely rare terrain. On the south side of the mountain, there is a large natural pot-shaped depression.

If Shen Budu could look at it from the crow's perspective, he would definitely be able to find that it was not only extremely similar to the enlarged version of the Guizhou Sky Eye in his previous life, but also that Yangtianwa was the undoubted central formation eye of the Eight Formation Diagram.

In the center of Yangtianwa, a huge altar with a height of more than ten feet was built, and at the moment, there was a man standing on top of the altar. appearance.This old man was none other than the right-hand man of the "Master" who had talked with the guardian of the Ghost Palace twice before.

Dajijiu's eyes were tightly closed, he was muttering words, and his expression was calm, as if he had entered a mysterious state.

Around the altar next to Dajijiu, thousands of fanatical Qidou Mijiao believers gathered, and they were kneeling respectfully around the altar, surrounded by tens of thousands of innocent people who were tied up.

At this moment, the faces of the people were full of horror, and they knew in their hearts that once the high priest opened his eyes, it would be their time of death.

"Emperor Heaven, Peace, and Immortals are above. The master mourns for the foolish life, but he tells you that the things in the sky are sincerely beyond what you dare to look forward to. Now that you have done it, open the way so that you can know the things in the sky. I wish to hear what the heavens are all about. Hi? What is forbidden?"

Da Jijiu's body was full of spiritual energy, and as he read out the obscure sacrificial rites, several muffled thunders suddenly sounded in the sky, as if the immortals in the sky really responded.

The big sacrificial wine took a deep breath and continued to chant the sacrificial oration.

"May I ask if the grass in the field should be burned? The sky can't help burning it, so it should be burned, so it should be burned? I would like to hear it. However, the grass is the shade of the tree, which corresponds to Yi, and the wood corresponds to A. At the age of Jiazi, the wildfire will start a prairie fire, and the world will be prosperous."

The old man was holding a wooden stick in his hand, and a strange flame was emerging from the tip of the wooden stick. Although the flame was jumping, it didn't emit any heat at all.

And just under the burning of this temperatureless flame, almost instantly, the surrounding vegetation suddenly withered, turning into a pile of ashes, floating in the air.

"I'm afraid that the villains will accumulate stupidity and cannot be banned again, and they will flood the emperor's heaven and peace together, so I ask the immortals to learn from each other and use blood as a sacrifice, alas!"

"boom!"

Suddenly, the ground around this empty altar twisted abruptly, and then countless branches of green willows protruded from the ground, grabbed the Qidou Mijia believers who were kneeling on the ground on the altar, and forced these Qidou Mijia believers Toss into the sky.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Following the sound of muffled sounds, branches of wicker hit the heads of those Qidou Mijiao believers like raindrops, sticking to the foreheads of those people, blood holes appeared one after another in an instant, blood splashed everywhere, and the scene was tragic extreme.

"Boom!"

At this time, another violent explosion sounded, and at the moment the explosion sounded, all the devout Seven Dou Mi Cultists around were blown to pieces and turned into puddles of blood.

But what is creepy is that everyone's brains have been completely stripped out.

The pale pink cerebral cortex, brainstem, cerebellum, and some viscous spinal fluid ticked on the wicker, clearly visible and audible.

A strong and pungent smell of blood spread in this space, and even made people vomit uncontrollably.

But even so, the thousands of believers who had only one brain left after being whipped by the wicker still remained awake and did not faint.

At this time, the big sacrificial wine on the altar slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were piercing, revealing a sharp light, which looked quite terrifying.

"Imperial Heaven and Peaceful Immortals, please, revive Master!"

The bloody scene made the people who had lost their guards even temporarily speechless. When they saw the wicker carrying thousands of brains back underground, they suddenly came to their senses.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Run!"

I don't know who yelled first, and then all kinds of noisy bodies rang out in the empty square. Under such circumstances, even the most daring mortals were already trembling with fright. All had a strong fear.

However, more wicker sprang out from the ground, tens of thousands of branches.

It was as if there was a willow tree shaped like a mountain growing underground.

Seeing that the willow sticks that had just killed thousands of believers blocked all the way around the altar, the people panicked and rushed out one by one desperately, wanting to leave and escape from here.

At this moment, they finally felt what despair is.

Here, there is no way out!

However, when they rushed to the edge of the altar, these willows swung violently and shot at the people like arrows from the string. In the blink of an eye, dozens of people were beheaded on the spot, and their bodies lay straight On the blood-stained land.

At this time, someone made a sound of despair.

"Don't come here, don't kill me."

What this person said had the opposite effect.

It was like a drop of water dripping into a pan of oil, causing ripples in circles. For a moment, the wicker on the entire altar surged wildly.

Each of these tens of thousands of willow sticks is tens of feet long, and their ends have sharp barbs, like sharp knives. As long as they are pierced by a thread, they will be pierced immediately, and blood will fly.

The desperate people fell to their knees and cried loudly: "I beg the gods to forgive me!"

"Forgive me!"

"Immortal, please forgive me!"

The grand sacrificial wine looked indifferent, and the willows flying all over the sky became tighter and tighter.

Fanatic believers can still provide incense and vows to the master.

And the only function of the ants-like people is to use their blood to gather into a sea of ​​blood.

Complete the blood sacrifice and completely destroy the Eight Arrays!
"Don't kneel, don't pray to the immortals, you are just working hard to live, you haven't done anything wrong."

Suddenly, a gentle but firm voice sounded.

The people raised their heads in confusion.

As the voice fell, the countless peaks around Dingjun Mountain suddenly began to light up.

No, it's not the mountains that are shining.

It is countless starlight falling down on hundreds of stone platforms, and beams of light penetrating the sky and the earth, forming a huge eight-sided formation.

Eight diagrams, start!
"Dang bang~"

Dajijiu felt cold all over his body, and goosebumps rushed to the surface of his skin like an electric shock. His dharma staff was thrown on the ground, but Yuyu didn't know it.

Dajijiu opened his mouth wide, and looked at the Eight Arrays that were only one step away from being destroyed, covering the entire mountain range.

The bright moon is bright and clear, and the tiger roars through the forest.

On the top of the mountain, a monk came from the east.

On the white-fronted tiger, a young monk in plain robes sat astride.

The young monk seemed to be in his early twenties, sitting quietly on the white-fronted tiger, looking at the trapped crowd in the distance.

"Boom!"

This time, it wasn't the thunder from the sky, but the hundreds of thousands of feet of mountains around. It seemed that because of the young monk's words, they were angry and roaring, and the towering peaks began to tremble one by one.

Shen Budu only tried once, relying on his insight into the "Essence of the Tianshu Formation", he successfully activated the Eight Formation Diagram.

It can even be said that it seems to be a matter of course, and there is no obstacle at all.

Shen Budu believed that if the person who laid out the eight formations hadn't done it deliberately, relying on his own formation skills and without making many attempts, it would be impossible to activate the eight formations so logically.

And on the top of Dingjun Mountain where he was, there was only one solitary tombstone.

"The tomb of Zhuge Zhongwuhou of the Han Dynasty."

In order to revive Shijun's previous life, the Seven Dou Rice Cult directly slaughtered thousands of believers, resulting in no vigilance around.

In fact, no matter whether the one in Taiping Paradise is successfully resurrected or not, they don't need to be on guard.

Dajijiu picked up the staff, looked at the young monk riding a tiger in the distance, and shook his head.

"too late."

The tyrannical power of the Eight Formation Formation roared in, cutting tens of thousands of willow branches across the air. For a moment, the green liquid flew in all directions, dyeing the surrounding soil a deep green, which looked extraordinarily beautiful.

"boom!"

The endless smoke and dust covered the entire Dingjun Mountain. The smoke and dust were billowing and smoky, which looked like a fairyland.

Amidst the smoke and dust, Dajijiu watched the young monk walk out slowly with his palms folded.

He took a step forward and appeared in front of the altar, looking at the big sacrificial wine, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Donor, it's time to hit the road."

The young monk said softly, the voice was very gentle and pleasant to hear, as if it could refresh the heart, but the words he said were extremely cold.

Dajijiu opened his mouth to say something, but saw a golden sun rising from his fist.

Then, there is annihilation.

In the blink of an eye, the altar was empty, and there was nothing left.

"Wow~Wow~"

I don't know which baby was crying in the mother's arms, breaking the silence. After a short silence, tens of thousands of people almost fell to their knees at the same time.

But it was held up by an invisible force.

"The little monk said, you are not allowed to kneel."

(End of this chapter)