"Shut up, what qualifications do you have to mention my master?" The fire was soaring, and it condensed into a face, which looked like Zhang Yuanshu's face, with bloody mouths open. With one opening and one closing, the heat emitted could almost ignite the fifth thought's hair.
"Your master can wake up at the end and see your mistakes, you... Humph, you are just a poor person. Living for thousands of years is also a waste of food." The fingers of the fifth sleeve turned, and there was a folding fan in his hand.
Seeing this, Min Yuchen breathed a sigh of relief.
He did not expect that in the modern world, he could still see ancient divine objects, or weapons he had used. Although he could no longer use the little overlord to use his former power, the fifth thought could be.
Under the light of the fire, he could see clearly a clay man lying in the sarcophagus, with a very similar face to Zhang Yuanshu.
It is recorded in ancient times that Nuwa also created humans by making clay figures. It is not difficult for him to imagine that Zhang Yuanshu might have wanted to resurrect his master.
But his methods must go against the laws of heaven and the laws of heaven are not tolerated.
Except for Song Yang, Qiao Zhiya has seen such a supernatural thing, so it is inevitable that she will be a little overwhelmed and even needs to be digested properly.
The key is that the irony of the fifth thought was like a blow that day, which stimulated Zhang Yuanshu and even them.
It’s time to come, so don’t show off. Why don’t you understand how to give in?
Zhang Yuanshu's very cunning laughter, "Very good, I'll let you stay here forever for my master to bury!"
Wu Nian sneered, "Then we have to see if you have enough skills over the years?" He knew that Min Yuchen was now a mortal and had no divine power, so Wu Nian attracted almost all the firepower to himself, and shook the little overlord away with a silence. A smooth purple light flashed out a crescent-bending look. Zhang Yuanshu did not take the fifth nian into his eyes.
He didn't even regard the other party as an opponent. After all, he has been enriching himself for the past thousand years just for the sake of today's stop.
So, he activated the firelight all over his body, forming a huge fireball, heading straight to the fifth nian's face.
Wu Nian didn't spoil him, so he waved away the little overlord, one, two, three, hundreds of purple light blades, almost illuminating the entire secret room for a moment.
Everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes, Hua Bi'an became even more exaggerated, and his chin was about to fall off.
He waved his arm towards the fifth thought, "Boss, you are so awesome!" He thought that the fifth thought would be very powerful, but he never thought that her ability would be against the will of heaven.
Facing Zhang Yuanshu now, the fifth nian dared not underestimate the enemy. She knew that no matter how powerful the little overlord was, she would be able to protect herself, but there were still those innocent soldiers here.
She didn't want everyone she brought to will be injured, so when she faced Zhang Yuanshu, she almost killed herself.
After the two of them had a few moves, they knew that neither of them used all their strength. After they knew it, they would not attack blindly.
At this time, Zhang Yuanshu had an essential change. The firelight burned all over the sky, burning the entire secret room very hot. Outside the door, you could hear the heart-wrenching shouts of clay men, reminding her of the scene at Master Yuan’s house.
All of this is indeed Zhang Yuanshu did.
"Zhang Yuanshu, what are you going to do?"
Zhang Yuanshu has become a complete madman. "Fifth thought, I never thought that you could go out smoothly. With so many of you accompanying me, my master will definitely not be alone." After that, he let out a crazy laugh again, causing a riot outside the door, hammering the stone door hard, and the clay figures seemed to break into the door.
Min Yuchen took this opportunity and jumped into the coffin and dragged the clay man out with force, "Zhang Yuanshu, if you really want to die with us, you will not want to resurrect your master."
The weight of the clay man was beyond imagination, but it didn't seem to be very heavy when he was held like this by Min Yuchen, and even was stepped on by the other party. Everything stimulated Zhang Yuanshu's last weak nerve. He transformed into an archetype from the fire, "You let my master go."
"You know, I can stomp it into pieces!" Min Yuchen's big foot stepped on the clay man's chest. With a little force, he could hear the sound of the clay man falling down. Zhang Yuanshu narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Min Yuchen for a while, "As long as you don't hurt that clay man, I will listen to you whatever you say."
At this moment, the stone gate was hit hard and countless clay men rushed in.
Zhang Yuanshu took advantage of the chaos and turned into a fire in the sky, spitting out a long fire letter. The clay man under Min Yuchen's feet suddenly lived, and pushed his chest hard and broke away from Min Yuchen's control. He seemed to have his own thinking logic. The first person to attack after getting the air was the fifth thought.
Fortunately, Min Yuchen reacted in time and pulled her away to avoid the attack of the clay man.
The fires all over the sky once again lit the eternal lights on the walls, illuminating the entire secret room like daytime.
You can even see other people fighting against clay men, and occasionally Hua Bi'an shouting loudly, "Boss, what are their weaknesses?"
The fifth thought was full of dark lines. How could she know that those clay figures were tickling?
I don’t know who said, “Have you forgotten, the clay man is tickling, hurry up, let’s scratch their itch.”
If the timing was not right, she might have laughed out loud. It was clearly Xiao Yan's soul that entered the body of the clay man, which led to the clay man also having Xiao Yan's shortcomings. This does not mean that every clay man is afraid of itchy.
But at this time, she was overwhelmed by the fact that she could still control them?
Min Yuchen locked in the target, and after a few moves, he fought the clay figure and retreated.
However, Zhang Yuanshu has practiced for a thousand years and has practiced more magic. At this moment, he can easily deal with the fifth thought.
"Niannian, use the weapon you succeeded." After all, the little overlord is an ancient weapon. With her current spiritual power, she must consume a lot of spiritual power.
The fifth thought put away the little overlord and then threw away his Nine Yang Divine Whip.
The whip hit the ground. With the help of the whip's resilience, the fifth emperor rose into the air and had a face-to-face confrontation with Zhang Yuanshu in mid-air.
She shook the whip and emitted a wave of white light. She summoned the little bully again with her other hand, and saw a gorgeous purple folding fan appearing in the air.
The fifth thought rolled up the fan with a whip. The moment he twitched the whip, even the fan swung around, and the power of the immortal god reached its peak for a while.
Zhang Yuanshu's body of fire was whipped out by a whip, causing his flesh to bloom, and he immediately showed his true form.
He got up from the ground in a mess, with a very ferocious smile on his face, and he was quite frightened.
"Your fifth family specializes in killing evil ghosts, with the purpose of regaining and transforming resentment. Today, let me see how kind your fifth family has!" After saying that, he took out a jade flute from his waist, which was the jade flute that trapped Li Xiangyu back then. Later, Zhou Zidao exchanged his life for his life and finally presented himself to the jade flute. Unexpectedly, he had preserved it well for so many years.
Zhang Yuanshu put it beside his mouth and blew a melodious tune. He saw those clay men shaking their arms, hands and feet, and many faces appeared on their faces, including men and women. The most serious one should belong to the clay men lying in this secret room, the one that looked the most like Zhou Zidao.
His face change was like a Sichuan Peking Opera. The fifth thought that this song was definitely not a good song. He took back his little overlord, rolled up his whip and rushed over, but wherever she went, the only phantom of Zhang Yuanshu was left.
Min Yuchen frowned, knowing that this matter is becoming more and more strange.
"God, these clay men are like the tiny heroes who cannot be beaten!"
The attack of the clay man became more and more rapid, which had caused many soldiers to be injured. Di Wu Nian and Min Yuchen did not think about it for the time being, and could only help other soldiers get out of trouble first.
Until one tune ended, the other clay figures stopped moving, leaving only the one that looked the one that looked the most like Zhou Zidao.
"This is my gift to you. I used 9999 souls to refine my master's body. There are evil ghosts, evil ghosts, and of course there are good ghosts. Isn't your fifth family just like to kill evil ghosts, transform evil ghosts, and send good ghosts away? But I trap these souls in the body of a clay man, and I want to see how you choose?"
Chapter completed!