This is Maoshan's Six Ding Liujia Bodyguard Mantra. Long Junchen once used it. It is a talisman that can only be used at the Heavenly Master's tablet. This time, in order to ensure that he did not save his magic power, he directly used the Six Ding Liujia Bodyguard Mantra that consumed great magic power.

After chanting the spell, the entire talisman paper burned violently, and then turned into a golden rain, pouring on Long Junchen's body, as if he had a faint golden gauze on Long Junchen. With the protective spell, Long Junchen was 70% sure to catch the black shadow.

He slowed down and walked towards the depths of the corner where the shadow disappeared. It was a dark underground passage. At the end of the underground passage, it seemed to be a bottomless basement. The basement was like a forbidden area. The air was filled with a damp musty smell, which was particularly sticky. The stairs were narrow and winding. It was impossible to see at first sight from above. The dark wall lights flashed with dizzy lights, strange and inexplicable.

The room underground seemed to be hiding a monster, and the half-open door was like the monster's mouth wide open. As Long Junchen walked down, he felt a strange feeling, and always felt that something was staring at him as he walked step by step. He pushed open the door, and the cabinets and tables around seemed to be shrouded in a blurry black fog. There was no special furnishings in the room, but the table seemed to be very conspicuous, and something seemed to be on it.

Long Junchen took a deep breath and felt a chill around him. He hesitantly approached the table and saw a few photos there. In just a moment, the figures on the photos suddenly expanded and blood spread out from the paper. Then, the space he was in was about to collapse and turbulent, the ceiling and the floor were shattered together, and the sound of breaking glass was mixed with the sound of terrifying footsteps and the screams of women. The suffocation suddenly came, making him unable to breathe.

Long Junchen bit his tongue, his heart moved, and he realized that it seemed to be some kind of illusion, but this illusion did not feel any malice to him, and his Six Ding and Six Jia body protection spell did not feel any hostility or danger. He took a few deep breaths and calmed himself down. The scene that had originally fallen apart stabilized again.

He swallowed his saliva and carefully looked at the photos. He saw that the background of the photos was the gate of Karasuma Villa without exception. Green pine trees stood at the door, but the photos were yellowed and showed indescribable weirdness.

In those photos, an old man with white hair and hair stood proudly in the middle, happy like a child, with a kind-eyed and smiling face as if he were flowers. It was the head of the Wuwan family, Wuwan Lianhuan. The whole family next to him were all happy together. Wuwan Chun, who was still in school at that time, was separated from his parents, and looked at the camera speechlessly. The family of eight seemed very harmonious. However, Long Junchen observed carefully and soon discovered the strangeness of the photo.

Karasuma Haruka's mother, Karasuma Lianhuan's wife, stood on the other side of her husband. Long Junchen narrowed his eyes and looked at the photos carefully. He was shocked to find that Karasuma Lianhuan's wife's hand seemed to be lifted in the air, with her fingers bent, and her left shoulder sank slightly, as if she was holding another person's hand. However, there was obviously a ball of air there, how could there be another person?

? "There were nine people in this photo at that time?" Long Junchen was shocked, and his hand holding the photo began to tremble constantly. Could it be that the secret hidden in the Kurawa Villa had something to do with this photo?!!

Long Junchen swallowed with some difficulty, and cold sweat began to appear on his forehead. He trembled his hands and continued to look through the photos. The more he turned down, the more frightened he became. Another photo became even more weird. Guruman Lianhuan pointed to a newly built pavilion and showed off to Guruman Chun. Guruman Chun's mother was half-squatting on the ground, smiling and kind. She reached out to touch the air and gently stroking her arms, as if there was really a person squatting there, looking at the lady of Guruman Lianhuan.

There are many life photos behind, without exception. There is always one more person in the photos. Long Junchen felt a chill. His Adam's apple rolled unnaturally, and his back was chilling up. It seems that the key to the family-destroying case of the Wuruan Villa should be to figure out what these strange photos are going on? At this time, the illusion collapsed, and Long Junchen suddenly heard a faint sigh.

"What is death? It is the end, it is the last, it is the irreversible, it is the hand that can never be held again, the temperature that cannot be felt, and the 'sorry' that can never be said again."

In an instant, the picture disappeared, and Long Junchen found himself standing at the door of the basement, surrounded by a ruthless cold wind, and a storm like a storm was still falling. Long Junchen stroked the door panel full of knife and axe marks, knowing that there was no need to continue in. Now he already knew the most important news, that is, to find this non-existent ninth person. Only by finding her can everything be broken.

Long Junchen ran out quickly, looked at his phone, and found that time had not passed too long. The illusion just now seemed to have been delayed by less than a quarter of an hour, but at this moment, Long Junchen found that Qingping had rushed over, and behind him, the car was smashed, the darkness was swallowed, the rain was pressed down, and the black crowd was pressing towards Long Junchen and the others like endless night.

Kong Yi held the sword of compassion and compassion with the cold face, and two swords, one long and one short, shone with a cold and radiant light through the raindrops densely covered with needles and threads. He saw that the other party had actually entered the Wuwan Villa. Thinking about what the superiors had told him, a gloomy chill gradually appeared in his heart. Killing intent and anger gushed out from his body. He groaned muffled. Although he was afraid of Long Junchen's strength in the demigod realm, he knew that even the deceased army could not be left behind, but the superiors had orders there. His hard work for so many years could not be ruined by this bastard. As soon as he thought of this, he gritted his teeth and roared at the people under his command: "Everyone uses the flying axe formation. Even if this kid has three heads and six arms, he still wants him today, and he can't escape it!!"

The roar echoed in the streets and alleys around the Wuman Villa, surrounding this rainy night when the sloping down. It was strange that when the roar of the royal imperial guards heard the roar of the royal imperial guards, the black-clothed killers who rushed forward dispersed as fast as possible and forced to stop the forward rushing. The black-clothed men surrounded Long Junchen with a strange formation. Long Junchen approached a little before he discovered that the black-clothed men had a rough cloth belt tied around his waist, and four small axes were held in the cloth belt, and they were already holding two small axes in their hands, and they were about to throw them out!

If others saw this scene, or saw dozens of strong men aiming at you with bright axes, they would have been scared to their legs long ago, but Long Junchen was different. The Gemini Guard Lan Yuner among the twelve Star Guards was actually from the royal imperial guards. Therefore, Long Junchen had heard of the royal imperial guards' favorite flying axe formation in Lan Yuner. This rainy night, the sight was blocked, and close combat was more likely to be stomped into the terrifying mud. Therefore, in this dark rainy night, hundreds of flying axes that broke through the air became the most terrifying means! This flying axe formation has indeed great lethality!

Long Junchen took a deep breath and looked at the flying axe man in black clothes standing in the rainy night. There was no fear on his face, and he didn't even have any warning. He just frowned slightly, as if he just felt a little trouble. He protected Qingping behind him, shook his head and said, "If you don't use the flying axe array, you may still have some trouble dealing with you. However, since you are going to cause trouble yourself, you can't blame me!"
Chapter completed!