Chapter 109

Fu Tong had a strange smile on his face, and there were ghosts crying around him, and walked towards them step by step.

"Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-

He walked very slowly, and evil energy gathered under his feet. Every step left a dent on the ground that was corroded by evil energy. The dark evil mist was surrounded, almost engulfing him inside, revealing only half of it.

A face covered with blood-red evil patterns, and a crazy scarlet eye.

This look is strange and terrifying. It is obviously because he has already entered the evil spirit, or he is much more terrifying than Xue Ling before.

It's really difficult to deal with.

Rao She frowned, held the Tai Chi banner tightly in one hand, and took out all the talismans that were useful for evil spirits on the other hand. The Qingxin Talisman, the evil talisman, the evil talisman, the Yin talisman, and the Tai Chi banner, were equipped with a strong configuration.

It's enough to keep all ghosts from approaching.

He was so cautious that he did not dare to take it lightly. The few people next to him had similar reactions, with a serious expression in his hand, and even the man in the feathers had an extra feather fan in his hand.

"Dong--"

Fu Tong's footsteps gradually approached.

Seeing the evil patterns on Fu Tong's face getting darker and darker, the black fog around him became thicker and thicker, the solemn meaning in Rao She's eyes deepened. Just as she was about to pass, she heard Fu Qianyuan's voice sound faintly from the front.

Get up.

"retreat."

When the words were finished, a translucent barrier of protection appeared in front of several people, blocking them all back.

Rao She was stunned and felt that although his martial power was incomparable to the big guys, he could help a little. After all, he was better than watching here. He still wanted to go over it. However, he had not had time to pay after such an idea appeared.

All the truth was blocked back.

This time it was not Fu Qianyuan, but Fan Xiu who blocked him.

Fan Xiu stopped him with one hand, pointed forward with the other hand, and said in a deep voice: "I know what you are thinking, but I think we'd better not go over and cause trouble for the boss... Look at the ground."

Rao She lowered her head in the direction he pointed, and caught her eyes with twenty or thirty pieces of talisman paper. Perhaps he didn't hold it firmly when he was blocked by the barrier just now. He floated out with inertia, and they fell into the rolling and twisting black fog around.

It suddenly rolled up like it was burned by a fire, and was rolled up by the evil spirit attacking from behind, and turned into ashes in an instant.

The talisman paper used to suppress evil spirits could not hold on for even three seconds under Fu Tong's evil spirit. The depth of his entry into evil spirits had reached a level that the little Tianshi could not imagine. Several people were anxious and afraid, afraid that Fu Tonghui would fall into it.

This evil intention cannot get out of it and is completely crazy. In the end, like the ones before him, he either committed suicide or died under the punishment of heaven.

But Fu Tong couldn't see or feel their worries and anxiety.

His heart was full of hostility, his eyes were covered with blood-like mist, and his eyes were full of scarlet red. The few people in front of him were twisted into strange shadows in this scarlet red, just like those who invaded Long Xun Mountain

Like monsters, they were hideous, ugly, vicious, and condescendingly in front of him. It was not enough to stab his heart with sharp mockery words. They were still laughing and caring with his pain without restraint.

"He won't be back."

"Look at your embarrassment, tsk, it's really gone without Fu Qianyuan, nothing can do."

"Baoman, if you are like this, you deserve to be called a ferocious beast?"

"What kind of waste is not waste? It's obviously a little monster that no one wants."

"It's so pitiful that I was thrown away like this, but who can I blame this? Who made you so useless and not likeable?"

"Don't you understand yet? No one loves you, little monster."

“…”

These words were brought from the dream to reality, turning into sharp blades in his ears, and he was bleeding back and forth in the softest part of his heart. Fu Tong couldn't find redemption, and gasped in difficulty, his heart seemed to be crushed into minced meat.

Falling into the dust bit by bit.

The bloody pain.

It's also bloody hatred.

Why is it that I the only one who hurts?

Why is it that I am the only one who has nothing?

Why do you have nothing to do when I struggle in pain?

Why, I am so desolate that I will never find redemption, but you can still laugh?

It's really... so hateful.

I hated that all my emotions were distorted, and my malice wandered in my heart, kept shouting, telling him that if I wanted to save them, I would shut up all of them, use their souls as lamps, bones as the way, and put on blood step by step

Walk deep into the light.

Poor little monster, don't cry.

Killing is your only redemption.

So, go to die.

If you die, you won’t be able to speak. If you can’t hear those words, I shouldn’t feel any pain, right?

How great.

Fu Tong smiled softly, his voice was hoarse, and the tears around him were so strange that it made people shudder.

Several people became subconsciously alert, and almost at the same time, Fu Tong lifted the knife and waved it casually in front of him. In an instant, the black fog was magnificent, and countless swords with cold light were poked out of the fog, and were terrified.

He ran around and rushed towards all directions.

The sharp blade buzzed.

The knife is thrust.

They were rushing around in the tomb chamber, and there were marks everywhere on the bronze wall. Several people stood behind the barrier and watched these knives bounced open and bumped into each other. The effect on the master's emotions

Their determination and unscrupulous attitude made their hearts sink.

Time passed by bit by bit, the temperature around it became lower and lower, and the evil spirit became heavier, almost flooding the entire tomb.

The sight of the few people behind the barrier was blocked by black fog and could not see anything. The only person who was not affected by the fog was Fu Qianyuan.

From the moment he saw Fu Tong, his eyes were stopped on the latter and he had never moved away. The few people who were facing his back could not see it, so he didn't know how obscure his eyes were.

How uncomfortable.

But Fu Tong saw it.

Is a strange sight from Fu Qianyuan, Fu Tong stopped and looked at him indifferently. The two of them looked at each other. The moment they saw Fu Qianyuan's eyes, Fu Tong breathed suffocated.

I felt a hand that seemed to be coming into my chest and held his heart tightly.

Beat, beat.

My heart was beating violently, as if it was about to break through the flesh and blood and rush out, but I didn't know what was being pressed down and couldn't rush out no matter what.

The two forces were in a stalemate, and no one was willing to let go. The lonely heart was squeezed in the middle by them and was about to explode at any time.

——You hate this person.

Slowly, Fu Tong heard his heart say this.

Such a person, such a look, reminded him of the man in white whom he had just seen in his dream. When he was most helpless, this man came to him with dazzling light and gave him an illusory redemption.

He believed it and was full of hope for it, but at this time he lifted the blood-stained knife and gave him a fatal blow without mercy.

Gentleness is an illusion.

It’s him, a person like this, who makes you fall to this point and makes you have nothing.

The hatred in his heart rose to the extreme at this moment. Fu Tong's eyes were scarlet and the evil patterns on his face were heavy to almost black. He held Qianyuan's sword and slashed at Fu Qianyuan with expressionless expression.

Fu Qianyuan did not hide, and as Fu Tong got closer, a ball of white light surrounding the blue light spots appeared. When this ball of white light first appeared, it almost dispersed the black fog around it, but it was next.

The second suddenly faded.

But this dimness is not caused by evil spirits, it is more like...

It was suppressed by this tomb or this underground palace.

Rao She used the Tai Chi Banner to temporarily disperse the black fog covering the front of the barrier. What she saw was the scene where the white light in Fu Qianyuan's hand suddenly dimmed. His pupils shrank, and the thought that he had only guessed before finally got at this moment.

Confirmed-

All the designs in this underground palace suppress Fu Qianyuan.

These are all traceable—

Duling is located at the Dragon's Scale in the Fushan Dragon Vein.

The sealed statue used when entering the tomb was only bound dragons.

Fu Qianyuan's face became paler after entering the underground palace.

There are also runes that can be seen everywhere in the underground palace. I have never seen them before and can't understand them. However, after following the carved path, they are broken into countless small pieces, there are a few places inside. Look carefully.

It's a bit like a dragon trapping formation.

The dragon trapping formation that is circulating in the Heavenly Master is called a dragon trap, but in fact it just has a good name. It would be nice to use it to trap half of the dragon. The dragon is something that I dare not even think of.
To be continued...