My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

Immediately afterwards, a blood-red light streaked across the night sky, making the originally dark night even more terrifying.

The lightning did not fall directly on Zhang Hao, but was like an appetizer, sweeping away the dark clouds in the sky and revealing the sky full of cracks.

At the same time, the blood light gradually turned into a ball of black mist, floating down lightly. It seemed soft and weak, but when it fell on the hard marble floor, it could create small pits.

Zhang Hao frowned, thinking to himself that it might be difficult to survive this time. He had not expected that a fifth-grade seal would cause such a big commotion.

It seems that he must improve his strength as soon as possible, otherwise when the inn is upgraded to level three, how will he deal with the more violent heavenly thunder and fire?

Feeling the terrifying pressure of the blood thunder, Zhao Li and the underworld generals, ghost messengers and ghost messengers behind him retreated one after another. Although they did not go far away, they kept a sufficient distance to ensure their safety.

However, even after retreating outside the village, Zhao Li still felt as if the bloody light could explode him at any time.

Zhang Hao took out the Soul-Calming Tower from his arms and looked up at the sky with a frown.

At this moment, the second thunder roared, this time it was even more violent, making everyone feel dazed. Then, the whole world was enveloped by the dazzling blood light.

In the Yin Yang Inn, Zhang Qilin, Hao Xie, Wang Pangzi and Huo Xiuer in the morgue stared at Zhang Hao in the yard with their eyes wide open. They witnessed with their own eyes a blood-red lightning as thick as a wellhead, which hit Zhang Hao fiercely.

At that moment, the world seemed to be still, with only the blinding red remaining. They shouted and screamed, but no sound came out, as if the whole world had disappeared at that moment.

However, this was not the end. After the lightning flashed, the blood thunder fell to the ground, and a scarlet fire ignited on the ground. The red of the fire was even brighter than the blood-colored sky thunder before.

The heat wave hit them, and Zhang Qilin and his companions felt as if they were in the crater of a volcano. The heat was unbearable. They were about to rush out to find Zhang Hao, but were knocked to the ground by a wave of heat.

The hearts of several people suddenly turned cold. They had never seen such a fierce fire.

Can Zhang Hao survive if burned by such a big fire?

Just when they were in despair, a deafening roar suddenly came from the fire: "The courtyard protection formation, open! The moat, open! The mist town, open! The soul-soothing formation, open!"

This is Zhang Hao's voice! Hearing this voice, Zhang Qilin and the others suddenly widened their eyes and looked at the blazing fire in front of them in disbelief, feeling both surprised and stunned.

"No way? Brother Zhang Hao is so strong? He's okay?" Fatty Wang looked at the yard jokingly, muttering to himself, he could feel the scorching temperature from such a distance, and Zhang Hao could even activate the formation in the flames?
Hao Xie also raised his head with difficulty, looking at the flames in front of him, and wanted to take out the prepared paper man to help. However, as soon as he took out the paper man, he saw that the paper man instantly melted in the flames. You know, with his current strength, the paper man he made can at least be invulnerable to swords and guns, and water and fire. But at this moment, in front of this blazing fire, the paper man was so vulnerable.

"This..." Hao Xie looked at the remains of the paper man in his hand in astonishment. He had originally thought that he could use the paper man to help Zhang Hao resist the thunder. But now it seemed that his paper man was simply useless in front of the thunder. Not to mention helping to resist, he couldn't even hold on for a while.

"Oops!"

"I'm afraid we really can't help Brother Zhang Hao this time."

"Can he...can he handle it on his own?"

Zhang Qilin shook his head slightly, and a rare flicker of emotion flashed in his resolute and calm eyes. He stared at the scorching red flames, as if he could see Zhang Hao's figure through the flames. After a long while, he slowly said, "It would be nice if there was a corpse."

"It would be better to let the corpses help block it for a while." There was a hint of helplessness and worry in his words.

Fatty Wang looked confused and shook his head, "This is a joke. Hao Xie's paper man has already turned to ashes. Can he really find a corpse to resist the thunder? How strong would that corpse be?"

Hao Xie looked outside the courtyard, his eyes full of regret: "If the ancestors of the six major sects were still here, their bodies might be able to withstand a bolt of lightning. Alas, I should not have returned those things."

He turned to look at Zhang Hao and asked with a hint of expectation: "Brother Zhang Hao should be prepared, right?"

Zhang Qilin looked at the scene after the thunder in the yard and exclaimed: "It's unbelievable that the power of the thunder is so huge! Fortunately, Brother Zhang Hao reinforced the inn in advance, otherwise the thunder just now would have destroyed our inn."

He went on to analyze, "This thunder seems to be a threat only to living things, and has little effect on inanimate objects like the courtyard wall. Otherwise, after the thunder just now, this courtyard would have ceased to exist."

Hao Xie looked down at the remains of his paper figurine, full of doubts: "But this paper figurine was not alive before it was possessed by a spirit. Why is this happening?"

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing who this thunder came from, and could only look anxiously at Zhang Hao in the middle of the yard.

Zhang Hao muttered to himself, feeling helpless.

I am just a small character with a fifth-rank seal, not some great and powerful being. Is it necessary to make such a big fuss?

Even blood thunder appeared, which was at least a fourth-grade treatment.

Could it be that... this time the heavenly thunder was not only for granting him the seal of fifth-rank governor, but also a heavenly tribulation for his promotion to fourth-rank?

This is too outrageous! Good things don’t come in pairs this way!
Just as his thoughts were in a mess, a system prompt suddenly sounded in his mind: "Ding, congratulations to the host, the courtyard protection formation has been successfully activated!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host, the moat has been opened!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host, the fog array has been set up!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host, the Soul-Calming Array has been activated!"

Zhang Hao considered whether to deploy the Tiangang Beidou formation again, but then he thought that it was not a defensive formation and might not be able to resist the thunder. So he shook his head and said to himself, "Forget it. If the formation is gone, I can get it back. If the people are gone, then everything is really gone."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the temperature in the yard rise suddenly, and along with the thunder, there was a strange scarlet flame. This flame was not only extremely hot, but also had an impact on people's mood. Zhang Hao was burned by the flame, and gradually a feeling of irritability surged in his heart, and he even wanted to destroy everything around him in anger.

"Boom!" Another bolt of thunder roared down from the sky. The sound was like the earth cracking, causing Zhang Hao to tremble violently.

The pain in his body brought him back from the edge of violence. He broke out in a cold sweat and thought to himself: How could I have such a cruel thought? Could it be this karmic fire? Can it control my state of mind?
Zhang Hao knew very well that if he was really affected by the karmic fire, not only would his hard-earned merits and virtues be destroyed, but he would also fall into endless demons. Once he made a big mistake, it would be difficult to turn back.

He shook his head firmly, his eyes revealing a determined look. Looking at the surrounding flames, he thought to himself: "It seems that it is impossible to survive this catastrophe unscathed! I can only give it a try!"

Just as he was about to activate the Soul-Calming Tower, he suddenly remembered that the Yin-Yang Inn was not just his business.

If something unexpected happens to me, someone must be able to take over the responsibility.

There is black and white, yin and yang in this world. If there were no people who have a foothold in yin and yang to resolve the obsession, I wonder how many fools would sink.

He turned to look at the people hiding in the morgue, and said earnestly: "Dear colleagues in the inn, if anything happens to me, Zhang Hao, please remember... to continue to operate the Yin Yang Inn! What we want to do is not only the business between Yin and Yang, but also to resolve the obsession of those who cannot touch the barrier of Yin and Yang. To help others is also to help ourselves."

After saying this, Zhang Hao looked up at the Soul-Calming Tower above his head, his eyes gradually turning red. He knew very well that if he continued like this, he might go completely crazy, and by then he would not recognize his relatives, and the first people he would hurt might even be Zhang Qilin and the others.

He had to take action before he completely lost control. So Zhang Hao closed his eyes and silently chanted a spell: "Wandering soul, where is home? Riverside wilderness, graveyards and forests. Frightened and lost, pray to the road god. The boy sent the soul, the possession is stable. Use my seven spirits to calm my three souls!"

After hearing Zhang Hao's spell, Hao Xie and the others became extremely anxious and wanted to rush out to check the situation. "Why did Brother Zhang Hao suddenly chant this spell? Could it be that he can't hold on?" Hao Xie said anxiously.

"No, we have to find a way!" He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. If it weren't for the raging fire in the yard, he would have rushed out long ago.

However, he had just taken two steps when he was stopped by Zhang Qilin. Zhang Qilin looked at him angrily and said coldly: "Are you going out to die? Do you think this is what the shopkeeper wants to see?"

After saying that, he pushed Hao Xie behind him and said to Fatty Wang and Huo Xiuer, "Remember, at this moment, the shopkeeper definitely doesn't want us to rush up and be buried with him! What we have to do is do our best to help the shopkeeper escape!"

Then, Zhang Qilin turned to Fatty Wang and asked, "Fatty, can your corpse rope pull the shopkeeper back?"

Fatty Wang pulled out the corpse rope from his waist, frowned as he looked at the fire outside the yard, then shook his head: "The fire is too big, and the noise is too loud, I can't see the shopkeeper's position at all. Besides, I just tried to use the necromancy to investigate, and found that this fire is very evil, and once the soul gets close, it will be burned! Otherwise, I would have taken action long ago!"

Zhang Qilin frowned slightly, and after a while he could only sigh helplessly. Just as Fatty Wang said, this karmic fire was too evil, and once the soul was touched, it would suffer unbearable pain.

He turned around and looked at the fire in the yard again, thinking to himself: "I wonder if I can split this fire?" Thinking of this, he drew out the black gold ancient sword behind him. Looking at the blazing fire, Zhang Qilin couldn't help feeling a little uneasy. Although daily sword practice was his compulsory course, he only used the black gold ancient sword very rarely.

Moreover, when he got the knife, Zhang Hao warned him that the ancient black gold knife should not be unsheathed easily, as blood would be drawn once it was unsheathed. Regardless of whether he believed in it or not, the knife always followed this rule.

At this moment, Zhang Qilin had no time to care about so many things. After pulling out the black gold ancient knife, he suddenly felt a violent emotion surging in his chest.

This feeling has been there for a long time.

In the past, when he practiced swordplay, he would wrap a layer of cloth around the ancient black gold sword. Until one day, after the ancient black gold sword was unsheathed, he found that he could actually have some kind of strange induction with the sword.

Just like now, the black gold ancient knife could sense his violent emotions. Zhang Qilin held the knife horizontally in his hand, and pulled it out suddenly, cutting a hole in his palm, and a trace of blood stained the knife.

The blood droplets on the black gold ancient sword slowly evaporated, as if being absorbed by the blade. Then, the blade began to tremble violently, making a series of buzzing sounds.

Zhang Qilin looked at the hellfire in front of him grimly, feeling that the ancient black gold sword seemed to have become a part of his body, with his blood flowing through it.

At the same time, a faint pattern gradually emerged on his chest, which was scarlet lines just like the hell fire.

However, the pattern stopped halfway through appearing, and roughly looked like the outline of an ancient mythical beast.

At this time, Zhang Qilin had not yet noticed this change. He only felt hot all over. A vague shadow appeared in his mind. He could not see its shape clearly, but he could hear its deafening roar.

Then, he raised his arm, held high the black gold ancient knife, and slashed at the endless flames in the yard. At the same time, he let out a long roar, and a dragon-like voice resounded through the sky: "Roar!"

Zhang Qilin raised his sword and swung it down. An extremely vague shadow suddenly appeared on the blade of the black gold ancient sword. The shadow had a lion's head, deer horns, tiger eyes, an elk body, dragon scales, and an ox's tail, and seemed to contain infinite power and majesty.

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When Zhang Qilin's eyes fell on the figure that was gradually blending with the firelight, he suddenly realized, wasn't this the Qilin totem engraved on his clan emblem?
His fame comes from this!

But at this moment, why does the shadow of the Qilin appear here?

Could it be that there is some kind of inexplicable connection between this knife and myself?

Or maybe... the Zhang family blood flowing in his body has quietly awakened?

Zhang Qilin was full of doubts, but the scene before him forced him to believe it.

The raging karma fire seemed to have a deep fear of Qilin. Wherever Qilin went, the karma fire retreated, creating a way out for Zhang Qilin in the raging karma fire of the Yin-Yang Inn.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Qilin, Hao Xie, Fatty Wang and Huo Xiuer who were hiding in the morgue all showed joy on their faces.

Hao Xie quickly took out a paper figure from his arms, took the opportunity to possess it with a spirit, and then threw it into the sea of ​​​​karmic fire without hesitation, hoping to share some of the pressure for Zhang Hao.

At the same time, he turned to Fatty Wang and shouted, "Fatty, get ready! Once Brother Zhang Hao shows up, immediately use the corpse rope to pull him back!" (End of this chapter)