dragon hunter

Chapter 220 Soul Jade Bell
Fatty Wang was in a daze, obviously not aware of the severity of the dark wind, and stared at me with a puzzled expression.

The whirling wind dissipated, the soil under Fatty Wang's feet loosened, and a withered hand stretched out.

"Damn, what the hell is this?" Fatty Wang was startled, and dodged to the side.

The mummy in bamboo armor crawled out staggeringly, held up a rusty iron sword, and stabbed at Fatty Wang.

Fatty Wang let out a strange cry, and hid behind me like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

The Seventeenth Master reacted quickly, and collapsed in two steps, a cold light flashed, and one arm of the mummy was cut off by the Yuchang Sword.

I stared nervously ahead, afraid that the group of corpse soldiers who were walking in formation would turn around when they heard the movement here.

Li Xiaolei ran over in a panic, her pretty face was pale, she pointed behind us, and stammered, "There are a lot of mummies behind us, all of them are coming this way."

I turned my head in horror, and glanced at Yin Xian'er, who was pretty and pale, and found that there were many figures walking towards me in the mist.

The whirling wind constantly appeared all around, and in our horrified eyes, corpse soldiers in bamboo armor appeared one after another.

The Seventeenth Master cut off the head of the mummy beside him with a sword, and said in a hurried tone: "Don't stand here, see if there is a place to hide in front."

"But...but there are still many corpse soldiers ahead." Fatty Wang stammered, so frightened that he couldn't speak clearly.

"Those corpse soldiers haven't turned their heads, don't babble, hurry up and go." I gripped the Gouyu sword tightly and walked forward nervously.

I smelled a fragrant wind from the tip of my nose, and I saw Li Xiaolei and the two daughters were nervous, holding their little hands together, leaning close to me.

The Seventeenth Master and the old farmer, one on the left and the other on the right, carefully opened the way ahead, beware of the corpse soldiers that kept appearing around them.

"Don't leave Fat Master behind." Fatty Wang grumbled behind him, panting heavily, and hurriedly chased after him.

There are already some corpse soldiers who have discovered us and are constantly approaching here.

These guys in tattered armor moved a little slowly, and they were not difficult to deal with scattered individual corpse soldiers.

However, once three or five corpse soldiers gather together and form a formation, it will become much more difficult to deal with.

The Seventeenth Lord took off the Qinglong Yanyue Saber on his back, and his posture was as straight as a pine, like a martial saint resurrected. All the corpse soldiers who approached were cut in half by the old man.

The old farmer held the crossbow arrows on the bed crossbow in his hand. This kind of big guy as thick as an arm can be used as a spear, and it is very solid.

I supported them behind them, throwing a few pieces of burning talisman from time to time to block the approaching corpse soldiers.

Fortunately, the range of perception of these corpse soldiers seems to be relatively limited, and the large group of corpse soldiers marching in front of them has not noticed any movement behind them.

However, as more and more corpse soldiers gathered behind us, we had no way out and could only move forward passively.

After getting rid of the corpse soldiers gathered around, our pressure was relieved a lot, but we appeared here inexplicably, and we still don't know how to get back, so everyone felt a little uneasy.

"Look, there is a stone tablet in front of you." Li Xiaolei shone a flashlight in front of her.

I was refreshed, and along the way, except for groups of corpse soldiers, the surrounding area was barren, and I could see a stone tablet, and more or less, I could always get some information.

We approached the stone tablet cautiously, and when we got closer, we saw a few big characters written on the top of the stone tablet with bright red cinnabar.

"Duke Cao's third regret in his life is that he wished to win the world." Yin Xian'er was beside him, softly reading the words on the stone tablet.

My heart sank. I guessed before that Cao Lingnei had already passed the two hurdles of death, and there was still the last hurdle. Why have I never encountered it? It turned out that the foreshadowing was buried here.

"It's too exaggerated. A mausoleum was built across the two realms of Yin and Yang. Fatty is overwhelmed." Fatty Wang sighed from behind.

"Hey, there is a line of small characters under the stele." The old farmer moved closer to the stele.

I was stunned, the handwriting below was a bit small, I couldn't read it clearly when I stood here, so I immediately took a few steps forward.

The Seventeenth Master held the Qinglong Yanyue Saber and stood guard beside us. There were corpse soldiers all around us, and the danger had not yet been lifted.

I stared at the small characters on the stele, the handwriting was a bit scribbled, and it was difficult to decipher.

"As entrusted by Mr. Cao, I designed three levels to kill people. The last level was too fierce, and I couldn't bear it. I kept a glimmer of life. Whether it is life or death, everyone lives in peace." The inscription is "Xunlong Zhang Yichen".

"Fuck me, the thing that almost killed us because of our feelings, was it designed by your ancestors?" Fatty Wang came over and jumped up after seeing the fine print.

I was speechless, touched a few talismans in my arms, smiled wryly in my heart, and cursed to myself what a coincidence.

"Don't talk nonsense, Senior Zhang said it all, the last level is fierce, so hurry up and find out where the life is." Seventeenth Master came over and said in a deep voice.

I glanced around and saw a small box under the stele. I bent down to pick up the small box and opened it. A blood-red jade bell lay quietly in the box.

"What is this thing? It looks very delicate." Fatty Wang leaned over and asked.

"Soul Jade Bell, a relatively unpopular Feng Shui instrument, not many people know how to use it." My tone was complicated.

The dilapidated scripture handed down by the ancestors just mentioned the usage of the soul jade bell, but unfortunately only the basic usage, the advanced usage has been lost because of the incompleteness of the scriptures.

The reason why the Soul Jade Bell is unpopular is because the effect of this feng shui magic weapon has nothing to do with searching for dragons and hoping for qi, it is completely used for fighting skills.

"The life-seeking gong of the mortician, and the soul jade bell of the feng shui master, these are sharp weapons for controlling corpses." Seventeenth Master said beside him.

I bit my finger and tapped on the Soul Jade Bell, a feeling of fusion of blood and veins came, and I was about to try the newly acquired magic weapon when something abnormal appeared in front of me.

A group of green flames, which turned from dark to bright, appeared in front of the corpse soldiers lined up neatly. It was a giant Kongming lantern more than three meters high.

The Kongming Lantern, emitting a faint green light, rose slowly and suspended in mid-air, illuminating a small area nearby.

A bronze altar appeared directly under the Kongming Lantern, and behind the altar was a huge bronze sparrow cast in bronze.

"Tongque Terrace!" The old farmer said excitedly, he took two steps forward and clenched his fists.

My eyelids twitched, I didn't expect the real Tongque Terrace to look like this, but my eyes were quickly attracted by something else.

A mass of black light is suspended above the bronze altar, except for the different colors, it looks almost exactly the same as the "Dragon Ball" that brought us to the Underworld.

"Hurry up, that black light will definitely take us back." Fatty Wang pointed at the black light with an excited tone.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple." I looked at the black mass of corpse soldiers in front of me, and smiled wryly.

"Isn't your Soul Jade Bell able to control corpses?" Fatty Wang scratched his ears anxiously.

"You think I'm a god?" I glared at Fatty Wang, and explained with a wry smile, "Controlling three or five corpse soldiers is already my limit."

Fatty Wang's face collapsed, and he squatted on the ground, looking frustrated.

The corpse soldiers marching in formation behind stopped in place for some reason, the fog was a bit thick, and it was impossible to count how many corpse soldiers appeared.

I was thinking about how to break through the siege, when the golden light flashing under the giant Kongming lantern attracted my attention.

I squinted my eyes to look around, and found a golden armor with fine workmanship placed in front of the Bronze Sparrow Terrace.

"The tomb guard, and it is a very high-ranked tomb guard." The Seventeenth Master said solemnly, holding the Qinglong Yanyue Knife tightly, his back tensed.

Just as I was about to speak, the golden tomb guard stood up slowly.

"kill!"

A roar came from the golden tomb guard, and the sound shook the whole field.

Fatty Wang was just about to stand up when he was startled by the sudden sound, staggered and fell into a gourd.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The corpse soldiers all around raised their weapons high, striding neatly, with a monstrous evil spirit, they shot straight into the sky.

"It's over, it's dead this time." Fatty Wang lay powerlessly on the ground with a desperate tone.

I pursed my dry lips, turned my head and scanned the surroundings, and saw countless corpse soldiers surrounded in the mist, and the evil spirit soaring into the sky even dispelled part of the mist.

Next to Li Xiaolei's second daughter, her face was as pale as paper, and Yin Xian'er was less courageous, holding on to Li Xiaolei's arm tightly, her body trembling slightly.

I squeezed the soul jade bell in my hand, and smiled wryly in my heart. My ancestors said that there was a glimmer of life, but with this little soul jade bell, I really couldn't see where the life was.

"If we want to survive, we have to get close to the Tongque Terrace. We can only go out when we encounter that ball of black light." The Seventeenth Master held the Qinglong Yanyue Saber horizontally in front of him, and his body was slightly bowed, like a fully drawn bow.

"No matter what, even if my soul flies away, I will save the girl." The old farmer stared straight at Tongque Terrace.

"kill!"

Every time the corpse soldiers gathered around, they shouted "Kill" every time they walked a certain distance, and the sound shook their eardrums with pain.

"Fatty, if you don't want to die, get up and fight for your life, don't lie down and pretend to be a dead body." I gripped the Gouyu sword tightly and glanced at Fatty Wang.

"Damn it, Fatty is fighting!" Fatty Wang jumped up, and showed his nature of hob meat.

However, the hot blood of this coward did not last for 3 minutes. Amidst the murderous sound of the corpse soldiers, this guy shrank his neck and hid behind me.

"No matter what happens in a while, don't get separated, and you must follow me closely." I turned my face and confessed to Li Xiaolei's second daughter.

"Punish the enemy, kill!"

The golden tomb guard held up the long sword in his hand, and his dull voice was like thunder before the rain.

"You can't wait for the corpse soldiers to encircle, follow me closely, and rush out!" The Seventeenth Master swung the Qinglong Yanyue Saber and ran forward quickly.

The old farmer followed closely, and since he saw the Tongque Terrace, he has been staring at it, his eyes revealing the determination to move forward.

In front of me, there was no other way to go except to fight for a way out. I held the Gouyu sword tightly and charged towards the corpse soldiers.

Hasty footsteps came from behind, it should be Fatty Wang and the second daughter following.

"Bow and arrow, let go!"

The golden tomb guard stood behind the corpse soldiers, commanding and dispatching like a general in the army.

Some of the corpse soldiers in the formation were armed with bows and arrows. Hearing the order, Qiqi drew their bows and shot arrows, and a dense rain of arrows flew towards this side.

(End of this chapter)