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The thunder punishment is so fierce that even the sky trembles!

This was one of the changes that Meng Qi had been thinking about, but he had never been able to comprehend the inner essence of the sword. Now, under the stress, he seemed to have some sense of it.

The last one to come was the first to arrive, the lightning sword was surging, the sword energy turned into an electric snake, shattering the black fog along the way, illuminating the deep,

Snapped!
The two lightning bolts collided, exploding into countless rays of light, like raindrops falling, and the roar exploded in the soul.

Meng Qi's body tilted and he almost fell. If it weren't for the Immortal Seal that relieved a lot of the force, and the Golden Bell Cover and Eight-Nine Profound Art were not known for their strength, he would not have been able to block the opponent's obviously restrained and slowed down attack!

Even though I have just activated my precious weapons, I still can't stop it!
——There is not enough time to perform outdoor moves such as "Thunder Shocks the Nine Heavens".

The figure in a wide robe with big sleeves and holding a spear turned back in mid-air and plunged back into the darkness. Before disappearing, his cold eyes glanced at Meng Qi again.

Meng Qi did not delay. Taking advantage of the lightning to illuminate the darkness, he turned around and found Jiang Zhiwei, Ruan Yushu, Qi Zhengyan and others.

Their eyes were lifeless and they followed him one after another like zombies.

Meng Qi's temperament changed, becoming more and more mature, like the earth that has experienced countless years. He first used the "Heaven-Changing and Earth-Strike Method" on himself.

The faint black mist was unable to suppress it, and waves rose and fell. A golden light leaped out and swallowed it in an instant. All of Meng Qi's memories were restored.

Then he took a step forward, his spirit spread, connecting with Jiang Zhiwei, changing the sky and striking the earth.

The vast and deep sea of ​​Jiang Zhiwei's soul rose and fell slowly, unlike the calm and waveless state of a living dead person. Feeling this, Meng Qi understood that Jiang Zhiwei was the same as himself. If she was threatened, she might recover a little on her own.

Fine golden rays of light were like carps, filling the sea. Under the guidance of the Heaven-Changing and Earth-Striking Method, they gushed into the sky and dispersed the fog.

A little girl, made of delicate white jade, held a sword taller than her body, sitting there stubbornly, tears welling up in her eyes, but she refused to shed a single tear...

The nimble girl wielded her sword like dancing, her face full of concentration, her mind focused...

Just as Meng Qi sensed the two memories, he saw the fog completely dissipated and Jiang Zhiwei's eyes regained their spirit, so he quickly retracted his gaze.

Why do I feel like I'm being peeped at... Meng Qi thought inexplicably.

"Ow~~~"

At this moment, a dragon roar sounded, and in Meng Qi's eyes, a green illusory dragon shadow flew out from the green jade flow in Ruan Yushu's arms and landed between Ruan Yushu's eyebrows.

Immediately afterwards, Ruan Yushu, who had been like a zombie, suddenly opened his eyes and saw Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei looking at him.

On the other side, Qi Zhengyan, who was standing stiffly in place, suddenly saw an illusory light flash between his eyebrows. No one noticed that it was a spinning black lotus. Then Qi Zhengyan opened his eyes.

Seeing the two people waking up one after another, Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei had different expressions.

Meng Qi was amazed that Ruan Yushu and Qi Zhengyan were able to wake up on their own even though they did not have the Heaven-Changing and Earth-Strike Spiritual Art. Jiang Zhiwei felt that she was lagging behind the two in terms of state of mind and spirit, and was secretly reflecting on the fact that her swordsmanship was not clear enough!

Seeing this, Ruan Yushu said:

"Are you guys okay?"

"We are fine. Have you recovered your memory?" Meng Qi saw that Qi Zhengyan was also like this, so he asked.

Ruan Yushu nodded and said, "Dried dragon fish."

She stated succinctly that her memory had returned.

"The Treasure Mirror of the Universe." Qi Zhengyan's expression changed slightly and then returned to normal.

Meng Qi was still a little worried, fearing that there might be hidden dangers, so he used the techniques of Changing Heaven and Earth and the method of communicating with each other through mind to sense the spiritual ocean of the two people. He did not try to awaken them, but only sensed them.

There is no fog in the ocean of the soul; it rises and falls normally, with golden rays leaping from time to time.

Meng Qi regained his concentration, feeling a little regretful. If he had awakened the memories of Little Foodie and Senior Brother Qi first, what would they have seen? Food everywhere? Hatred of talent?
However, thinking about the scene of Ruan Yushu being surrounded by the Azure Dragon just now, he felt that he might be driven out by the Azure Dragon while he was spying.

Meng Qi sighed:
"It's worthy of being the Qingyu Flow refined by Brother Shang Yi himself!"

After this trip, he was exhausted and dared not be careless again. He simply put it back to Ziwu, took out the "Green Lamp in Front of the Buddha", and restored it to its original size.

The lights remain still, warmth remains the same, and wherever the light reaches, no fog or darkness can enter.

The four of them became more cautious and walked slowly along the stairs. When they got to the bottom, they saw a tomb at the bottom, and there was also a tomb in the underground palace hidden inside.

A tomb within a tomb?

Looking far ahead, there are four ancient seal characters written in front of this tomb:

"Zhenwu's Tomb."

Looking at the tombstone, Jiang Zhi smiled and said, "Judging from the handwriting, it must have been written by the Great Emperor Zhenwu. It is a special experience to write a tombstone for yourself."

"Bury yourself with your own hands." Ruan Yushu echoed in a tone that revealed a hint of sarcasm.

Qi Zhengyan stared at the inscription in a daze, and said with emotion: "The Great Emperor Zhenwu had a peak cultivation and lived for hundreds of millions of years, but he still buried himself in the end and could not escape the fate of being a handful of yellow earth. Who in the world can achieve immortality? Does it have to reach the realm of the Taoist Buddha?"

Meng Qi frowned and thought for a while: "In fact, I saw the Great Emperor Zhenwu again in the black fog just now."

"Is it really similar to the Dharma body turning into a ghost after death?" Jiang Zhiwei recovered her strength, and the hand holding the sword was unusually firm.

But facing the Zhenwu Emperor, who is also the top figure in myths and legends, what can a few small enlightened warriors do?
Meng Qi exhaled, "Don't worry. We have seen before that the layout of the entire mausoleum not only conceals the secrets of heaven, but also has a suppressive effect. Considering that the 'evil ghost' has not taken action personally, but has driven the living dead or raised the fog, there is reason to believe that it is not that it does not want to, but that it cannot. It has been suppressed to the point that it can only emit a little breath."

"Well, we can't move anything after we go in to prevent the seal from being damaged." Jiang Zhiwei immediately understood the purpose of Meng Qi's words at this moment.

Ruan Yushu and Qi Zhengyan said nothing. They followed the two people in front of them to the inner tomb and watched Meng Qi push open the tomb door with the thunder knife.

Silently, the tomb door opened, revealing a corridor paved with blue bricks. On both sides were nine simple copper lamps, without any patterns or designs. They burned quietly, driving away the darkness in the corridor and illuminating a corner. The light and shadow intertwined, making it a little dim.

Meng Qi stepped in first. Due to the narrow entrance, Jiang Zhiwei lagged behind by a step. Suddenly, silver-white lightning fell from the dome, and the spear stabbed at Meng Qi slowly. The zombies in wide robes and big sleeves attacked again!

This spear seems to be slow, but it seems to cover the surroundings. Every inch of the thrust is performing countless changes, and each change is so fast that it is difficult to see clearly, explaining a certain law between heaven and earth.

Looking at the slow but powerful spear, Meng Qi had a feeling in his heart that no matter which direction he dodged or what defensive moves he used, it would be difficult to succeed. Watching it slowly fall down was like being sentenced to death. His fate was already determined.

In addition to the speed of transformation and integration of lightning, he did not mobilize the power of heaven and earth, and attacked purely with moves... Meng Qi's heart moved, and suddenly remembered the scene when this living dead attacked for the first time. The spear was so fast that it could not be caught. Just when he felt it, it was already in front of him. Compared with it, Xiao Zhenhai's Aurora Sword was like a child's play. In the word "fast", it broke through the boundary between immortals and mortals.

Just now it was the essence of speed, now it is the essence of slowness... Meng Qi subconsciously remembered a change in "Heavenly Thunders", which was similar to the first spear. He had been trying to comprehend it for a long time but had never succeeded.

Under the guidance of Qi, Meng Qi's momentum and confidence reached a peak.

Jiang Zhiwei was just about to attack from behind to help Meng Qi share the burden when she suddenly saw a flash of a knife. It was as silvery white as lightning and as fast as thunder. It was almost impossible to catch it with the naked eye, and it left a trace like a lightning mark in the air.

when!
The precious sword hit the tip of the spear, defeating “slowness” with “speed”!
With the force of recoil, the zombies in wide robes and big sleeves swirled upwards, moving quickly along the dome and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Meng Qi's right hand felt numb, and his five fingers moved slightly to relieve the pressure. With this knife, under pressure and traction, he broke through the previous shackles of the sword and finally performed that kind of change. "Could it be that he saw that my sword skills were familiar, so he helped me practice the sword?" When Jiang Zhiwei and others entered the tomb, Meng Qi suddenly had an idea.

He also felt that the other party's spear method was familiar.

Jiang Zhiwei nodded gently:
"That's right. He still maintains his exterior scene level. He must have been a living dead for a short time. He still has some intelligence left. The suppressed 'evil ghost' has limited control over him. That's why he didn't use his full strength many times and held back all the way."

"Do we have to get rid of the evil ghost first?" Qi Zhengyan said thoughtfully.

"Haha." Meng Qi could only answer like this. The evil ghost was related to the Great Emperor Zhenwu, and he had gone to great lengths to suppress it. One could imagine how terrifying it was. If he and others wanted to get rid of the evil ghost, they would have to repair the green lamp in front of the Buddha.

Qi Zhengyan also knew that this suggestion was unreliable, so he continued, "Since he still has a trace of intelligence, he will remind us what to do."

Meng Qi nodded heavily. He wanted to use the attack of this living dead to comprehend more changes of "Heavenly Five Thunders".

After walking through this corridor, there was still another corridor. Meng Qi had just entered when a flash of lightning flew from a distance. The spear was neither fast nor slow, revealing an indescribable heaviness, as if it was carrying mountains and oceans. The surrounding air was compressed layer by layer, and thunderous thunders appeared, creating a terrifying suction vortex. No matter how Meng Qi dodged and parried, the air would automatically fall on the tip of the spear.

With his spirit outward and his mind reflected, Meng Qi's mind suddenly formed the general idea of ​​this move, and another variation of "Five Thunders from the Sky" jumped into his mind again.

Jiang Zhiwei, Ruan Yushu and Qi Zhengyan did not take action, but only stood on guard and prepared for battle, because they could see that the living dead in wide robes and big sleeves were stimulating Meng Qi's potential and the potential to obtain the remaining inheritance of "Heavenly Five Thunders".

The spear turned into electricity and stabbed at his chest. Meng Qi's lightning sword then slashed out slowly, without a sound of wind, as if it had no strength at all and floated lightly.

The blade's energy was round, like the sky under thunder that was punishing everyone. Its emptiness contained all things and its emptiness accommodated changes. The suction vortex pulled the blade's energy and the spear fell into the void.

The heavy lightning, the roar of thunder, and the powerless force of the sword disappeared at the same time.

The zombie holding the spear did not need any support. Lightning flashed around his body and he flew to the end with a crackling sound.

"The five thunders from the sky, could it be the five essences of fast, slow, heavy and empty?" Jiang Zhiwei watched the two people fighting and had some understanding of this move, Shenxiao Jiumie.

The corner of Meng Qi's mouth twitched: "I don't know either."

Because it is incomplete and very flawed, I can only demonstrate the two essences of fast and empty.

"Thor's name is the same as yours." Ruan Yushu said silently.

Because the zombies in the outdoor scene were only feeding her with moves and did not actually attack, and the "evil ghost" seemed to be suppressed, she felt much more relaxed.

Meng Qi was immediately "angry and embarrassed": "I didn't come up with my nickname myself!"

"Knife maniac..." Ruan Yushu's voice drifted.

"I think it's good." Meng Qi straightened his back, but saw that Jiang Zhiwei, Ruan Yushu and Qi Zhengyan were all looking elsewhere, without comment or concern.

Meng Qi was silent, then he cheered up and said, "Keep going!"

The tomb inside was not too big. After passing through the corridor, Meng Qi and others saw the main tomb chamber. If it was a normal mausoleum, the owner's coffin should be placed inside.

There are many illusions outside the main tomb chamber, divided into eight grids, each with its own magical powers, as if projected from the outside world.

They have the blazing sun, the bright moon, the shining stars, and the vast blue sky...

"Sun, moon, stars, heaven, earth, man, yin and yang..." Meng Qi felt that it was a little hard to say. Suddenly, he had an idea and looked up at the top of the main tomb. It was dark and gloomy, with nothing in it, but it enveloped everything. "Yin and yang are nothing!"

"The number nine is used for suppression. The Moon Palace and Yin Fire Land outside should be part of the layout." When it comes to this topic, Ruan Yushu seems to be more knowledgeable than Jiang Zhiwei. After all, the latter only cares about himself and the sword.

Meng Qi nodded slowly: "In other words, no matter which road you come in from, you will pass through the second of the nine-layer arrangement?"

"Inside is the coffin of Emperor Zhenwu..." Qi Zhengyan answered the question irrelevantly, looking dazed.

Thinking that the most powerful person from ancient times was lying there, Meng Qi had similar emotions.

Jiang Zhiwei's eyes were burning. She slowed down her breathing and calmed herself down. The Great Emperor Zhenwu had mastered the three styles of the Heaven-cutting Sword Technique. If one could see one or two of his techniques, it would be of great benefit to him.

"The closer you are to the coffin, the more dangerous it is." Meng Qi reminded and stepped into the illusion first.

The illusion was invisible and intangible, and Meng Qi was not disturbed at all. At this moment, a flash of lightning flew over, like a whip or a chop, full of indestructible strength. The living dead in wide robes and big sleeves attacked again.

As the spear fell, flashes of lightning emerged from the void, instantly illuminating all illusions. The ground first turned black, then turned into powder, and a forest of thunder emerged.

He actually used all his strength!

Is it the "urging" of the evil spirit?

At the same time, Yin Fire spread, Huang Gang attacked, moonlight fell, women shuttled back and forth, and thirteen or fourteen living dead came from all directions, each using their own methods. Stars flew, and the air was eerie. The situation suddenly became extremely dangerous.

Although only the zombies in wide robes and big sleeves and the other two were exterior scenes, so many half-step exterior scenes were beyond the handling range of Meng Qi and others.

Fortunately, they are all living dead!
With the energy flowing, Jiang Zhiwei thrust out a sword. The sword light did not disperse, and the sword energy did not manifest itself. It stabbed towards the electric spear with great force.

Outside the entire main tomb chamber, the light suddenly became bright, and the sword energy was so powerful that it broke through the clouds for thousands of miles. The heaven and earth were overwhelmed, and the sun and the moon became waning.

The sword light is pure, without self or form, penetrating heaven and earth and breaking through the law.

Dang! A distant sound spread out, and the lightning spear swung back. The lightning danced wildly and shot everywhere, but it blocked the attack of another zombie outside.

Jiang Zhiwei took several steps back and leaned on Meng Qi's left side. It was only after he used the Immortal Seal to transform his strength that she was able to stand firmly.

When Jiang Zhiwei made her move, Ruan Yushu bit his tongue and a mouthful of blood sprayed onto the jade stream, staining the strings of the zither with blood, which was sad and shocking.

The guqin was floating, and Ruan Yushu played with both hands at the same time.

A clear and high-pitched cry came from the sky, the beauty of which could not be described in words. All the living dead present, except those outside, covered their ears, screamed miserably, and gave up the attack.

Qi Zhengyan's dragon-patterned red-gold sword emitted a crystal cold light, and slashed towards the zombies dressed in tight clothes in a posture that could cut through the sky and the earth.

The cold light suddenly increased and turned into a hornless dragon, splitting the sky, snowflakes falling, and endless coldness spread.

The air flow froze, the yin energy froze, and wherever the sword passed, everything was frozen. When it reached the front, there was a thick wall of ice, which instantly froze the living dead outside.

All attackers were blocked for half a breath, and Meng Qi seized this opportunity, integrating his spirit, and completely activating the "Green Lamp in front of the Buddha" held in his left hand!
The light of the lamp expanded in a circle, the sound of chanting floated in the air, the light bloomed, there was no dead corner, no shadow anywhere, it was warm, pure and solemn.

"Amitabha……"

"If I hear..."

Under the heavy Zen sounds, the facial muscles of the living dead who was half a step away from the scene relaxed, showing a sense of liberation, and wisps of black air in his body overflowed and disappeared in the light.

Their flesh quickly rotted, and in just a moment, it all turned into pus. Their souls floated out and slowly dissipated under the light of the green lamp.

The light illuminated the five realms, and the three zombies in the outer scenes screamed, pus and blood flowed everywhere, and they retreated together, retreating in a hurry with green smoke. (End of this chapter)