Infinite Horror: Opening Seal Dungeon Boss

The fragrance of Buddhist scriptures is wafting, the resplendent Buddha sits on the lotus body, and the temple hall is solemn and majestic.

On the futon in front of the Buddha, sat a monk with twelve ring scars on his head, long white eyebrows, Buddha ears, wearing a golden cassock, and hanging bodhi beads around his neck.He closed his eyes, twirled the beads in one hand, and knocked the wooden fish regularly with a small mallet in the other.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

The harmonious and crisp sound cleanses the heart and soothes the soul.

Thunder rumbled outside the window, lightning illuminated the main hall of the temple, and another bolt of lightning cut vertically across the sky, and the flashing light stretched the shadow of the old monk very long.

The strange thing is that the shadow is not similar to the old monk's, the black body is twisted, as if trying to escape.

The old monk slowly opened his eyes, his gaze was like a torch. He looked at the black shadow on the ground in front of him, and stopped beating the wooden fish.

"Old bald donkey, how can your little apprentice be the opponent of Lord Xieqing? If I go this time, I'm afraid I will die without a place to die." He said in a sullen voice with bad intentions: "Why don't we cooperate with you and me?" , I will deal with him together with you, as long as you release me..."

The old monk kept the meditation seal with one hand and put the palm of his right knee on the ground with his fingertips touching the ground, chanting obscure mantras, the black ghost image was continuously compressed and shrunk, and he screamed, "Ahhhhhh!! Bald donkey, one day I will destroy your Qinghan Temple!"

The clamor finally fell silent, the old monk retracted the exorcism seal, and formed a complete meditation seal with his hands. He looked up at the smiling Buddha with raised eyebrows, and slowly closed his eyes.

The hall returned to silence.

Five miles away from the palace, a young monk with a thick head and a thick head was panting behind Taoist Qingyang and the others, "It can be counted, it can be counted as catching up."

Hearing the movement behind him, Fu Yu looked back, only to see a boy wearing a blue-gray novice uniform running towards them. The boy looked about eight or nine years old.

And behind him were dozens of burly men, also in the shape of monks, with resolute faces, and their exposed parts seemed to have a metallic luster.

Yiqing Tianzun, who was at the front of the crowd, already understood what had happened, and he simply said: "It's not too late, we must suppress the devil as soon as possible. It's a pity that I can't come in real body, and there will be a lot of inconvenience in the mortal world. I hope everything can be done in time. "

As he spoke, he controlled Qingyang's body and ran towards the palace at an extremely fast speed, so fast that almost an afterimage appeared, Fu Yu and Feng Ling hurriedly followed.

"Wait, wait Guangyuan!" The little monk shouted eagerly from behind.

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The giant human face in the sky is like a mountain pressing down on the palace. People floating in the air cover every corner of the palace. With deformed and protruding necks, hanging limbs and heads, each person is connected by a red line. Very weird.

Among these weird human bodies floating in mid-air, two people, one tall and one short, shuttled through them, and the wind brought by them could shake these bodies every time they passed by.

The thread that has not yet found its prey is like an iron nematode, twisting the thread body to find the target in the gap.

Pei Shiqing chopped off the red line that was quickly approaching him, but there was still a steady stream of red lines to supplement, and he continued to chase the two of them.

Pei Zhan suddenly thought of something, "I'm afraid those innocent people involved in Dan Chengdian will not be able to escape these weird red lines."

He couldn't help but said: "Damn! What exactly does Lord Xieqing want to do?"

"He is absorbing the greed, hatred and ignorance of these people. When he completes the absorption, these people will die completely, and they will not even be able to enter reincarnation." Pei Shiqing said calmly.

At this moment, the person next to her fell to the ground from mid-air, and the red thread seemed to be cut off suddenly from the tight state, and rebounded back to the original place.

It was Pei Shiqing who cut off the red line on the back of those people's necks.

The person who fell was lying on the ground, his skin shriveled, his protruding eyeballs were cloudy and lifeless, and he still kept the strange movements before, motionless.

Pei Shiqing looked down at the people on the ground and said, "He's still alive."

Then she looked up at the sky, her eyes clouded, "We need to fight quickly, Lord Xie Qing is so generous, we must not allow him to complete this absorption ceremony. If he succeeds, I am afraid that the entire palace will become a dead city!"

Pei Zhan's heart shuddered.

He looked down at the emaciated person on the ground, thoughtfully, "After the red thread was retracted, it didn't reconnect the person on the ground immediately, which means..."

"We can slow down the speed of his absorption." Pei Shiqing said, "Why don't you save people, I'll continue to look for clues."

Pei Zhan wanted to say something, but found that this was the most suitable solution for the moment. Someone had to come to save people. Only in this way could slow down the speed of Xie Qingjun's absorption, and someone must continue to find clues to solve Xie Qingjun.

"Okay." He heard his voice agreeing.

Pei Shiqing nodded and said, "Then be careful."

After all, she disappeared from the spot after a few dodges, and her moving track can be seen through the constantly breaking red lines.

"Plop, plop, plop!" The shriveled bodies fell from midair to the ground.

Pei Zhan could no longer see Pei Shiqing's figure, and only saw the falling body in his eyes. He came back to his senses, looked at the people fluttering in the air with the wind, and grasped the black chain in his hand——

Pei Shiqing suddenly appeared on a rockery. The surrounding area of ​​the rockery seemed extremely quiet because no one existed, but she stood tall and looked far away. She saw those red threads glowing with blood all over the palace. uncomfortable.

And each vertical tight red thread is pulling a living person!

Dong Xiaoxiao stood on the rockery like Pei Shiqing. She pointed to the southeast direction and said, "Sister, it's very close."

"Okay." Pei Shiqing replied, and immediately took Dong Xiaoxiao into his body.

Her figure disappeared from the spot immediately, and the afterimage on the rockery even maintained its original movement, and then disappeared little by little.

The emperor's palace.

The three ghosts looked at the guards scattered all over the ground. They looked like dead prawns, with their heads bowed and their shapes strange.

These guards floated into the air after the red silk threads appeared, and the three ghosts cut off all the red silk threads without doing anything, so it turned into the current scene.

Xiaoshu looked at the wide open door with some worry. From the bedroom, he could see a vast open space, but there was no one on the open space. "These weird red lines suddenly appeared again. What should my brother do if he encounters them manage?"

Jiang Nuan looked at Xiaoshu and said, "Have you forgotten what you said just now?"

Xiao Shu shook his head, "I haven't forgotten, they will definitely find a way to ensure their safety."

"It's just... worrying."

As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Shiqing appeared in front of them in an instant, and Xiaoshu's eyes flashed with joy, "Sister Pei!"

Pei Shiqing looked at the ghosts strangely, "Where are Nie Zheng and Qin Zechen? Why aren't they with you?"

Thank you Jingya for the monthly pass!
As I write this, I don't know why, but I think of the scene of the decisive battle on the top of the Forbidden City in the iPartment.

Finally, a black screen appeared, and a few words appeared on it: At this time, Diao Chan is on his way...

Qingyang's group is this Diaochan, they've been on their way, non-stop