Chapter 74: Killing Sword Technique!

Chapter 74: Killing Sword Technique!

Chapter 74: Killing Sword Technique!

"Big Brother!!!"

Yinjiao's eyes were bloodshot and he let out an extremely shrill howl.

It watched its big brother's head roll to the ground.

Looking at the skinny body losing its life.

I just felt a sharp pain in my heart.

The pain made it almost go crazy.

"Woooooooo..."

Yinjiao roared to the sky: "Brother, you died miserably. Chen Huangpi has done so many evil things, he will definitely get retribution!"

"Yes, Chen Huangpi!"

Yinjiao seemed to have thought of something. He turned his head and stared at Chen Huangpi, his eight eyes filled with bloodshot.

It seemed as if tears of blood were about to drip out.

However, it and the Golden Horn are both different species.

It is no longer the flesh and blood body of the Son of Di Ting.

How could I shed tears of blood?

Chen Huangpi tilted his head and asked, "What do you want?"

"Does the oath you just made count?"

"Of course it counts. I never take the initiative to break a contract."

"Okay, I believe you, you are a good person,"

Yinjiao said seriously: "You killed my elder brother, but you can't kill me now."

Anyway, my eldest brother is dead.

Just think of it as returning to the underworld.

Chen Huangpi was stunned when he heard this.

This silver horn's brain.

It seems a little abnormal.

It is obvious that I am the master and they are my running dogs.

Although their minds are connected, they can suddenly become detached.

The brass lamp said in disbelief, "Yinjiao, if your elder brother heard what you said, he would probably die with regrets, right?"

"It doesn't matter, I don't care."

Silver Horn said as a matter of course: "If it were me, Gold Horn would definitely be the same. It is my half-brother, and I saw through it in my mother's womb."

As he said this, he looked at the huge animal head with golden horns rolling over from under his feet.

The eight eyes were glaring.

It looks like he died with his eyes open, and it's really pitiful to look at him at first glance.

"Brother, you are in such a pity. You know, I am timid and I cannot bear to see these things. I will have nightmares."

As Yinjiao said this, he slapped Jinjiao's head and sent it flying.

However, Jinjiao's horn was pierced by a chain made of Shoushan copper. The moment it was knocked away, it immediately tightened and fell back again.

What a coincidence.

It hit Yinjiao right on the head.

This made Yinjiao furious: "Old dog! How dare you insult me ​​like this! Second Master, I will eat you!"

But at this moment.

Jinjiao's head trembled violently.

Immediately afterwards, a ghostly head popped out from inside.

Jinjiao opened his big mouth full of fangs and roared: "Silver Horn!!!"

“Ah, it’s haunted!!!”

Yinjiao screamed, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, except that it had no tail. It felt a dull pain in its phantom limb, so painful that it jumped back to the foundation and immediately turned into a stone statue, not moving at all.

"Pity!"

Chen Huangpi shook his head.

The Dog Taming Sutra is really weird. After killing Jinjiao with a sword, even his dead soul can continue to be enslaved.

It’s true that he is my dog ​​whether he is alive or dead.

The brass lamp asked in confusion: "What's the pity? Isn't the golden horn done? We now have someone to explore the way to the underworld."

The golden horn's spirit heard this.

I immediately realized the problem.

It felt like it had come back to life, and although it was in such a strange state, its mind was much clearer.

Not as chaotic as the previous one when it turned into an alien creature.

Immediately, eight eyes rolled around and quietly pricked up their ears.

Chen Huangpi said: "Success and failure are both 50%, but if Jinjiao succeeds, then Yinjiao must fail, so it's a pity."

Jinjiao suddenly realized and was extremely relieved.

Yinjiao was unconscious and in great pain.

"Big brother..."

"Second brother..."

The two brothers looked at each other and said nothing.

It seems like everything has been said.

Jinjiao said silently in his heart: "Yinjiao, don't worry, I will definitely enjoy your share in the underworld for you, you can just be a hostage in the human world and don't worry about me."

After all, they are brothers.

There is no hatred or grudge, and verbal disputes are just superficial.

Jinjiao roared at its headless body, making a sound like a ghost demanding death.

That voice and the underworld language have the same origin, both come from the underworld and the Yellow Spring.

Then, its body trembled a few times.

The remaining half of the soul drilled out from it.

Jinjiao’s head pressed against Shenhun.

The illusory ghost-like body immediately became vivid.

"Go quickly, go quickly!"

"Wait a moment."

Chen Huangpi shook his head and looked towards the door of the Sutra Repository.

The reason he came here this time was not only for the Golden Horn and the Silver Horn.

There are other thoughts.

Think of this.

Chen Huangpi took a look at the brass oil lamp.

Just this one look.

The brass oil lamp silently prepared the divine light of escape.

"Don't worry, I'm here."

"it is good."

Chen Huangpi nodded and pushed open the door of the Sutra Library.

The smell of decay and chillness immediately hit me in the face.

Looking around, the first floor of the Sutra Repository was no different from before except for the scattered bookshelves and the Taoist scriptures and wordless exercises scattered on the ground.

The Sutra Repository is very large.

But it is only half of what it once was, because the other half was cut off by a sword, leaving only half.

Chen Huangpi saw the darkness at the fracture.

In the darkness, something seemed to have sensed his arrival.

And gradually invaded him.

Chen Huangpi held the sword made of the magic tree branch and said coldly, "Stop if you come."

The darkness suddenly stopped.

It was as if all the evil beings that were pushing this dark area forward had stopped. Chen Huangpi felt relieved when he saw this.

If he continued to come over, he would let the brass oil lamp take him away without hesitation.

Just like last time.

At this moment, looking at the thick black smoke that could not be dissolved, Chen Huangpi seemed to see blurry figures.

Those people were all Taoists who used to be in Jingxian Temple.

Trapped here after death.

"Xu Qingshan!"

Chen Huangpi said coldly: "I have no grudges against you in the past or in the present. You are a Taoist priest of Jingxian Temple, and I am the only heir of Jingxian Temple. Let me ask you, have you tampered with the solution of the 72 secret pills?"

"Did Third Master ask you to do this?"

The last time he came to the Sutra Repository, his purpose was to look for the Alchemy Sutra.

As a result, all the texts about cultivation in the Sutra Repository were erased.

Instead, it was the evil Xu Qingshan who gave him a book on the solution to the seventy-two secret pills.

At that time, tangerine peel was not bad.

I just think there are many good people in the world.

Now that I have suffered a loss, I have naturally learned a lesson and have become a much worse person.

It was as if he heard what Chen Huangpi said.

Hua Hua Hua...

The sound of flipping papers was heard again, and a scent of ink wafted over from the darkness.

Chen Huangpi held his breath.

Then, he saw Xu Qingshan's pale and bloodless hand stretched out, holding a piece of paper.

There were only four words written on the paper.

It's not my fault.

"it is good."

Chen Huangpi said calmly: "It has nothing to do with you, it was done by the Third Master."

After saying this, Xu Qingshan handed over another piece of paper.

This time, there were two sentences written on the paper: I dare not make irresponsible comments, and the recipe is correct.

Chen Huangpi knew that whether these were evil or other things, he didn't dare to talk about his master.

Because just mention it.

The master will hear it.

But it is absolutely impossible that the recipe is correct.

Otherwise, how could the First Master and the Second Master become like this?

Chen Huangpi said disappointedly: "Since you don't want to tell the truth, I won't force you. You can do whatever you want."

After saying that, Chen Huangpi turned around and left.

But the beings behind him did not stop him.

Just wait until he leaves.

The darkness slowly retreated to its original position.

……

In the old view.

The sky is still filled with green mist.

Chen Huangpi rode on Jinjiao and carried a brass oil lamp, looking for an exit.

He has grown a lot taller recently.

He no longer looks like he was eight or nine years old as before, but now he is already a boy of eleven or twelve years old.

Although Jinjiao is just skin and bones.

But the skeleton is extremely large, and it has a ferocious big head, eight eyes full of murderous intent, and a single horn on top of its head, which makes people afraid at first sight.

Chen Huangpi rides on a golden horn.

It actually looks majestic and impressive.

"Chen Huangpi, is it fun to ride?"

“It’s pretty cool.”

“There’s something even better!”

Jinjiao said proudly: "I am the son of Di Ting, and I have my own special qualities. Not only can I ride on clouds and mist, but I can also easily dissolve in water. When I return to the underworld, I will be able to grow a new body. By then, you can ride on me and walk sideways."

"Uh-huh."

Chen Huangpi forced a smile, looking like he was worried about something.

At this moment, the brass oil lamp hanging around his waist reached out and tugged at his clothes.

"Don't even think about it, Xu Qingshan is a piece of shit, just treat what he says as bullshit."

"I know, it's just..."

Chen Huangpi shook his head and said, "It's just that I always feel like something is wrong. I can't put my finger on it, but it's just very wrong."

"Then just pretend it didn't happen."

The brass oil lamp said distressedly: "You have grown up a lot. It is not good to be too mature. Other children of your age are still just children. At your age... well... you are not even older than me, so there is no need to pursue being so mature."

"You have plenty of time to grow up. I will stay with you until one day you no longer need me."

As soon as it said this.

Chen Huangpi frowned and said, "No, Huang Er, you are my family, I will not abandon you."

"..."

The brass oil lamp was silent, it just spoke out of its feelings.

But when Chen Huangpi mentioned the word "family", it became a little overwhelmed.

The master is also a family member.

Now it's completely cold and the body is stiff.

Jinjiao and Yinjiao are also family members.

Now one of them is waiting in the Sutra Repository with anxious eyes, while the other has been beheaded.

So, what kind of family is Chen Huangpi talking about?
The brass oil lamp dared not think too much.

All I can say is, it's best.

At this time.

Chen Huangpi suddenly looked forward and said, "I see the exit, Jinjiao, hurry up, go through that gate and we can leave Jiuguan."

"Roar!!"

Jinjiao roared excitedly, turned into a flash of lightning, and rushed towards the gate of the courtyard.

Its head passed through the darkness, and the unicorn felt the breath of the outside world.

And just then.

Chen Huangpi suddenly felt his scalp tingling.

Alarm bells are ringing in my heart!

wrong.

The next second, he grasped the dry branch without hesitation and swung the sword at the green mist on the right side behind him.

This sword directly drained away all the power that the magic tree had given him today.

The green mist was dispersed by the sword energy.

Then, there was a bang.

Pieces of pale flesh mixed with bone fragments scattered everywhere.

One by one, arms that were so pale that they were completely bloodless appeared.

All the arms are making a seal at the same time.

It is the sword technique of killing and soul killing!

　Chapter 5 update is complete.

　　Do what you say. If you are tired, take a rest.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)