I have a long pupil

Chapter 127

This old man's skeleton is astonishingly large, even if he is fixed by iron chains and kneeling on the ground, he is about the same height as him.

If you stand up, you will be like a giant.

Who is this?

Zhang Biao frowned, ready to leave.

He could feel that this barbarian old man was just physically different from ordinary people, the iron hook pierced through the lute bone, and most likely also had high martial arts skills, but he had no strange aura, just an ordinary person.

Maybe it's the unlucky ghost who is fighting among the Fire Luo Cult.

But when he got to the door, Zhang Biao turned his head to take a look again in a strange way, and activated the eyes of spiritual vision.

It's a bit strange to be a mortal and be imprisoned here without beheading.

Ibrahim (Van)

1. The last inheritor of the Wan Yao Sect was hunted down by the Blood God Sect. Before his spiritual energy recovered, he came across the sea from the Dayu Dynasty and hid in the countries of the Western Regions. After that, he sneaked into the secret cave of the Huo Luo Sect to steal scriptures and was arrested.

2. Affected by ancient bloodlines, his physique is different from ordinary people, his martial arts are outstanding, he is good at assassination, his muscles and bones are broken, his dantian is destroyed, his mind is unconscious, and he has become a disabled person.

3. My life is not at the right time, I am unwilling...

Dayu Dynasty?
Ten Thousand Demon Sect, Imperial Demon Art?

Zhang Biao was stunned. He didn't expect this person to have some background.

He had heard that Dayu Dynasty was far away from the mainland on the opposite side of the East China Sea. It was a much larger dynasty, stronger than Daliang.

A few years ago, envoys from Dayu came across the sea to present rare and rare treasures, but when they mentioned the scenery of Daliang, they often had the meaning of contempt, which aroused the anger of the court and everyone in Yujing City cursed.

Blood God Sect...it should be Dayu's sect.

This person was able to evade the pursuit of the sect and cross the dangerous ocean, which is by no means ordinary.

And this witchcraft.

When Fang Xiangzong introduced "tong" and "shu", he briefly mentioned that if the art of beast control is to subdue "monsters", the art of controlling demons is to capture the essence and blood of "monsters" and practice black art.

The spiritual energy has just recovered, where is the monster.

No wonder it's said that it's not the right time to be born...

wrong!

A light flashed in Zhang Biao's mind.

The blood snake is called a parasite demon, and to a certain extent it is also a demon, but it is a parasitic host instead of a transformation.

Is this the Fire Luo Cult's plan?
At this moment, a large number of footsteps sounded outside the door.

Zhang Biao hurried to the back of the door and watched through the crack of the door, only to see Arold in the priest's toga, leading many Hu monks and rushing into the secret room where the zombies were held.

Soon, a deep roar sounded in the cave.

Zhang Biao took the opportunity to use the enchantment technique, and asked Ibrahim, "Quickly tell me, the formula for resisting witchcraft!"

With his way, it is extremely easy to deal with mortals.

However, Ibrahim was still delirious, muttering to himself, all incomprehensible nonsense.

Zhang Biao had no choice but to turn around and leave.

In the distance, there were constant roars in the secret room, accompanied by the prayers of many Hu monks, and the flames flickered.

Zhang Biao narrowed his eyes slightly, thoughtful.

The Helianzhao ghoul should be around the fifth rank. Without the black and fierce Yin soldiers, and the fierce spirit dissipated, the simple dead body should be at the fourth rank.

Fire Luo Cult's suppression is so strenuous,
Most of their Borneo gods are still sleeping...

Having figured this out, Zhang Biao became more daring, and searched along the secret road one by one. Most of them were warehouses, full of food and medicinal materials, and some places for making magical instruments and special spices.

As Wang Xin said, the secret room where they were held was also found, but there was nothing left inside except for some iron locks and blood-stained wooden beds.

It seems that the Fire Luo Cult has given up on the experiment...

A rare opportunity, Zhang Biao didn't bother to search carefully, and entered the top of the Hu Temple through a secret passage.

Today's monks of the Fire Luo Sect, most of the monks lead the believers to hold the altar of trance in the front yard, and the rest of the masters follow Arold into the underground to suppress the zombies. In addition to the scattered monks in Yujing City, there is an obvious shortage of manpower.

Zhang Biao quickly found the officiant's dormitory, stunned the two guard monks, and went to search.

This dormitory has an obvious western style.

The floor is covered with gorgeous wool blankets, the circular dome is covered with glazed paintings, describing the allusions of Boluo, and the surrounding walls are decorated with various dazzling decorations.

There is no bed in the dormitory, only a futon for meditation, with an incense burner and a silver tea set next to it.

The most attractive thing is a huge desk and a bookshelf full of various classic books behind it.

Zhang Biao quickly stepped forward to check.

I saw a huge map on the desk, not only Kyushu, but also the Western Regions and Southeast Sea Islands, and also marked the scope of several important sects.

This Fire Luo Sect has a lot of ambitions...

Zhang Biao shook his head slightly, and searched on the bookshelf again. Unfortunately, it was either the classics of the Huo Luo religion, or the introduction and history books about the scenery of Kyushu, and there was nothing unusual.

Isn't it here?

Zhang Biao was anxious, he pinched the formula, and accompanied by a black smoke, Moon Shadow suddenly appeared and jumped onto the desk.

It already knew Zhang Biao's intention, leaped onto the bookshelf, and appeared in front of a silver pot.

Zhang Biao's eyes lit up, he hurried forward, fumbled for a while, and turned the silver pot gently.

clack clack...

Accompanied by the sound of the computer, the bookshelf turned over, revealing a secret room, the furnishings inside were very simple, except for the futon for meditation, there was an exquisitely carved wooden frame.

There are not many things on the wooden shelf, only a few sheepskin books and four or five jade boxes of different sizes.

Zhang Biao's eyes lit up, and he hurried forward to check.

Several booklets are all written in Zhongyuan characters, namely "Pictographic Method of the Beast Sect", "On the Art of the Beast Sect", "The Method of Improving Blood and Refining Demons of the Wanyao Sect", "Assassination of Demon Shadows", and "Explanation of Mountain and Sea Talisman Patterns".

It's here!
Without saying a word, Zhang Biao stuffed everything into his arms.

He looked at the jade boxes again.

Open the first one, it is a dragon blood spirit ginseng.

Good guy, it seems that the dragon corpse medicine field has been taken over by the Fire Luo Cult...

The second one is still Dragon Blood Spirit Ginseng.

Naturally, Zhang Biao couldn't miss this precious medicine.

However, when he opened the third one, there was a gust of cold air rushing towards his face, it was actually a piece of wrist guard.

This wristband is very exquisitely made, with gold patterns on the silver background, full of exotic style, and half of the spear head is inlaid on the front, which is old and obviously in the style of the Central Plains.

The yin and cold air came out from the tip of the gun.

This is……

Zhang Biao's eyes lit up when he saw it.

He has seen this thing before!

Last year in Tongzhengfang, black and evil soldiers poured out of the tunnel to confront the Altar of the Huoluo Sect, and flew out of the black and fierce fog, almost smashing the clone of the God of Borneo.

This thing, like the red rope of the God of Joy, is the core of the black and evil soldiers, an ominous thing!

It was turned into a magic weapon by Huoluo Sect.

And this wristband is exactly the filament that Arold used last time.

Zhang Biao put away his wrist guard and opened another jade box without thinking about checking with the eyes of spiritual vision.

Click!

As soon as the slit was opened, there was the sound of gears turning inside.

not good!

Zhang Biao quickly retreated.

shhhhhh!
Three arrow shadows flew out, deeply sinking into the roof.

At the same time, the bookshelf also clattered shut.

Zhang Biao knew that most of the monks had been alarmed by this mechanism, but fortunately the things were in his hands, so he stopped hiding.

boom!
He rushed forward with a nail step, raised his elbow and knocked down the bookshelf, and jumped out.

The two monks guarding the gate also woke up from the ecstasy. One rushed into the house, while the other yelled loudly in nonsense.

Bang!
The Hu monk who rushed into the room, just saw Zhang Biao's figure, was slapped under the neck with a palm, spun in the air, fell heavily to the ground, and passed out.

At the same time, a large number of Hu monks rushed over.

Zhang Biao has already entered the realm of body forging, coupled with the addition of dragon blood and spirit ginseng to temper his body, his strength and speed are far superior to ordinary people. These monks are also considered masters, but there is no way to stop him.

In their eyes, they saw a black shadow flying towards them, fists and palms flying, and the monks slammed into the wall along the way, spitting blood, even if they were not dizzy, they lost the power to resist.

After Zhang Biao's self-cultivation has greatly increased, this is the first time he has let go of it, and it is as if he has entered the land of no one.

"It's the demon Tai Sui!"

When the monks who came from behind saw Nuo Mian, they all shouted frantically, some threw yellow sand from their bosoms, some threw out colorful figurines, and turned into Pyroman sprites and rushed towards him.

Huo Luo Sect divine arts: dark fire, yellow sand.

Zhang Biao was naturally very familiar with these two magical arts, and his speed did not slow down. At the same time, he flipped his left wrist, put on the curse bracelet, and flew out several cursed black lights.

Casting Yin spells with his Taoism, these magical spells that are only at the first rank of the Huang level are naturally difficult to resist, they explode, and the monk Hu who performed the spells also spurted blood and backed away again and again.

"Fellow Tai Sui, stay here!"

Arold had also arrived at this time, and he didn't know that the secret room had been ransacked. With a calm look, he waved and scattered dozens of seeds.

Those seeds quickly scattered in the air, and turned into a large number of snake-like vines, densely packed, criss-crossing, woven into a net, and there were human faces on the flowers.

New magic?

Zhang Biao guessed the calendar when he saw it.

This thing is obviously Lu Xianggong's imperial planting magic.

Lu Xianggong became the Dharma protector of the Huoluo Sect, and these monks naturally had several methods, but they have not yet been popularized.

But it was still far from stopping him.

Zhang Biao was in the air at this time, facing the rattan net rushing toward him, he didn't panic, Mo Wen's saber came out of its sheath with a clang.

The shadow of the knife flickered, the vines tore apart, and the whole person jumped from the corridor into the courtyard.

The altar of succumbing to the gods is being held in the courtyard, and the raging fire is burning.

Zhang Biao suddenly felt his body sinking, looked up, and saw the tall wolf-headed Boluo God looking down at him through the Nuo mask, his eyes were dull, obviously he was still a clone.

"Trap him!"

Arod obviously also had murderous intentions. After giving an order, he slowly pulled out the divine weapon golden knife from his waist, and chanted aloud.

At the same time, the monks of the Fire Luo Sect next to him also poured yellow sand into the brazier.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Biao's eyes flashed fiercely, and he didn't hold back his hands. He waved his hands and cast several curses.

At the same time, the avatar of the wolf-headed Polo god also sprinkled flying sand from his arms, and after being blessed by the altar, it descended from the sky accompanied by fireworks and entwined towards Zhang Biao.

And its other giant claw has slowly pulled out the golden giant knife at his waist, the power of the incense is frantically gathering, and the shadow of the knife gradually solidifies.

This is the strongest method of Huo Luo Sect, if he is hit, even his life will be in danger.

In the eyes of everyone, Zhang Biao jumped up to a height of more than ten meters with a bang, while avoiding the flying sand, the bloody phoenix fire on Mo Wendao spread and roared out.

The target is the head of God Borneo.

When Arod saw it below, his complexion changed drastically.

boom!
With a loud bang, the avatar of the wolf-headed god who had not yet had time to cast the divine spell directly vanished into nothingness.

At the same time, a large amount of incense and divine power roared in, and the Nuo face committee was poured into it.

Zhang Biao got the Wei Sui lineage inheritance, specializing in dealing with vulgar gods, how could he not know that the weakness of this clone is the channel on his head for instilling divine power.

Phoenix fire is enough to break it.

"Hahaha!"

Zhang Biao laughed loudly, and several ecstasy pills flew down.

Bang bang bang!
Accompanied by a series of explosions, a large amount of smoke scattered in all directions. Without the protection of the vulgar god clone, everyone felt dizzy and had visions in their eyes.

Alod and other experts are naturally not affected, but when they rush out of the temple, there are only chaotic crowds and white mist outside...

(End of this chapter)