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Wasn't the poisonous hand demon possessed by the ghost or evil thoughts of the gate of death? How could he die tragically at the gate of life?
Could it be that I made a mistake in my judgment, or that the ghosts or evil thoughts of the gate of death were restrained at the gate of life, so I simply abandoned my body and escaped?
While Meng Qi's thoughts were flying, Suoming Yasha's face turned black, and he didn't dare to act rashly.
Suddenly, he gave a light snort: "It doesn't look like it was torn into two pieces, the fracture is flat, it seems to be split with a knife."
Slashed by a knife? Meng Qi looked around in astonishment, and he saw that there was no trace of tearing on the two corpses of the Poisonous Hand Demon Lord, just like a knife chopping with an axe.
"If I didn't know about my own family affairs, I almost thought it was me who did it" For a moment, Meng Qi suspected that he saw the wound caused by "opening up the world", just like Yang Zhenchan whose traces were destroyed by himself.
As soon as the idea came up, Meng Qi was stunned suddenly, he might not be able to rule out the possibility of making a move by himself!
When I was in the Zhenwu Suspect Tomb, there was no sign of evil thoughts, and it was silent. Could it be that the things on the Demon King of Poison Hands were transferred to him? Taking advantage of the phantom array to confuse the senses, control my body?
The more Meng Qi thought about it, the more frightened he became. If he hadn't breathed out his vitality, his body would form a self-circulation, and his control power was extremely strong, he might have already started to sweat.
The experienced Meng Qi took a deep breath, stabilized his mood, and his spirit spread, carefully inspecting the dead body of the Demon King of Poison Hands.
He did not rot into mud like Yang Zhenchan, but lost all water, including blood, both the flesh and the internal organs were shriveled and shriveled, and the wound was flat and cut in two.
Seeing this situation, Meng Qi breathed a sigh of relief. This saber has the appearance of "opening up the world", which is not true, as if it was a deliberate imitation.
Imitating "opening up the world", did someone see me kill Yang Zhenchan? No, it was also used when escaping from death Meng Qi frowned.
Suddenly, Suo Ming Yasha stretched out his hand, and took away the rotten black pouch of the Demon King of Poison Hands¡ªthe gloves have also rotted into mud, but the things in the pouch are still better preserved because the bag prevents disasters.
Because of the relationship between Suo Ming Yasha and the Demon King of Poison Hands, no one objected when he took the black pouch. Although Meng Qi was heartbroken, he still didn't take action. They still needed to explore the way and step on the trap.
And Meng Qi was still struggling with another question, would he be possessed by the ghosts or evil thoughts of the gate of death?
The incident of Zhenwu's suspected tomb left a deep impression on him, and he was possessed without knowing when, and it is difficult to rule it out now.
He calms his mind, with his primordial spirit on top, looking down at the "heaven", opening his acupoints, running secretly, looking for any abnormalities.
"No problem" Meng Qi's Fa appeared inwardly, the darkness was dark, chaos opened up, the heavens were born, and universes and worlds appeared in all directions, without any abnormalities.
Next, he visualized the first pose of "Tathagata God's Palm", the golden Buddha pointed to the sky and touched the ground, only "I" was the only one, and he pointed to himself and others, and still did not bring out any foreign objects.
If there is nothing like this, then choose to believe in yourself! Meng Qi is no longer suspicious of ghosts and ghosts. If there are evil thoughts or ghosts under the palm of the Tathagata, if there are evil thoughts or ghosts that can quietly possess him, then it cannot be solved by the location, and there is no need to worry. help"!
There is only one "dharma body" item on his body, which is the wood carving given by Mr. Lu Da. Now he holds it in his left hand for a while, and it feels normal to the touch. It is still an ordinary wood carving.
"Let's continue." Suoming Yasha said with a gloomy face.
Meng Qi and the "Heavenly Demon" Jia Zhen didn't say much, and walked cautiously.
One step, two steps, three steps, and the mist was rising again. Meng Qi carefully changed direction and did not stay where he was.
After a cup of tea, the mist subsided, and Meng Qi saw that the gray-white square was empty, except for the Yasha who was not far away.
"Jia Zhen is also dead?" Meng Qi lost his mind and found a puddle of flesh and blood, which seemed to be crushed by a huge boulder. Judging from the clothes mixed in it, it was Jia Zhen, the "worldly demon".
Everything on him was crushed to pieces!
This middle-aged scribe who felt familiar to me but couldn't recognize him also died silently Meng Qi suddenly felt shuddering. enter!
Meng Qi and Suoming Yasha looked at each other, and they both saw each other's strong guard and scrutiny.
"Continue?" Meng Qi asked.
Suoming Yasha said in a deep voice, "Of course."
Just a few steps to the entrance!
The two walked forward at the same time. After three steps, the fog rose as usual, isolating the senses.
According to Meng Qi's understanding, he took a step diagonally, changed his position, and sensed the surrounding area.?Just to open the door" Suo MingYaSha suddenly realized.
Normally, an ancestor spirit that no one worships will dissipate after more than a hundred years, but this place is special, gloomy and humid, full of death, and it makes sense for the ancestor spirit to exist for thousands of years, but it seems that he has lost his wisdom , relying entirely on instinct, but also with the help of fog.
Old Zhong's chest and abdomen returned to their original shape, and his breath was slightly weak. He glanced at Meng Qi and the two, and said with a sneer, "You dare not move, for fear that the phantom array will be stirred up again, and the ancestor spirits will attack?"
"It's okay, I'm here to inspire you!"
As soon as the words fell, he heard Suoming Yasha's laughter: "Jia Zhen, why do you think the old man invited your casual acquaintance?"
"You" Old Zhong was stunned.
Suo Ming Yasha's face became grim: "It's easy to kill, no need to share the treasure!"
At this time, a figure stood out out of thin air, grabbed it with both hands, and the blood-brown water surged, grabbing the ancestor spirit out of the formation forcefully!
The visitor was wearing a black imperial robe, with white hair tied into a high bun, and a snake-shaped wooden hairpin inserted into his face. His face was wrinkled, and he looked somewhat like the ancestor spirit!
"The Underworld Emperor!" Old Zhong's face changed drastically, he took out something, turned his head and flew towards the exit.
The old god Suo Ming Yasha was there, and he was confident, so he didn't chase after him, but looked at Meng Qi with a smile:
"You are calm, aren't you afraid?"
Meng Qi smiled brightly, his teeth were white and neat:
"Why should someone be afraid?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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