In the old town of Jiangcheng, Chen Mo led Wu Ming on the bluestone road. His eyes swept over the shops on both sides, and the [Yin and Yang Eyes] opened slightly, searching for visions.
Wu Ming suddenly stopped, and his nose moved slightly. She pointed ahead: "Brother, there is a strange smell over there." "
Chen Mo looked over. An antique shop called "Jubao Pavilion" has an inconspicuous façade. But in his [Yin-Yang Eyes], the store was wrapped in black gas, which wriggled and roared silently.
"It's here." Chen Mo confirmed in his heart.
Wu Ming smelled it again: "Rotten, not quite." It's uncomfortable. "
Chen Mo touched her head: "Let me show you the real 'baby'." "
He pushed open the wooden door, and the bronze bell rang. The store was dim, and the wall lamps were dim. Bronze, porcelain, calligraphy and painting, jade, are divided into categories. Antiques exude historical atmosphere and also exude evil.
An old man sits behind the counter. He was thin, with high cheekbones and sunken eye sockets. Wearing a gray tunic, wipe a bronze jue.
The old man raised his eyes, greed flashing in his eyes: "Welcome, you two come to Taobao?" The voice was hoarse and deliberately kind.
Chen Mo went straight to the Warring States jade showcase. There are more than a dozen jade pendants in the cabinet, and a dark green dragon-shaped jade pendant is the heaviest.
Chen Mo pointed to the jade pendant: "Boss, this baby... Fidelity? He bit the word "true" heavily.
The ghost old man's eyes flashed, and he smiled without smiling: "Xiaoyou has good eyesight, this has just come out of the 'pit', so naturally it is 'true' and can no longer be true." "
He slammed the counter.
"Boom!" The door of the store was closed, and the black gas sealed the windows. The walls were covered with blood runes and emitted a red light. The antique shop is instantly isolated and becomes a confined space.
The air is viscous and the temperature plummets. The restraint force came strongly, which was the suppression of the "Ghost Refining Domain".
The ghost old man tore off his disguise and showed a sinister face: "Boy, you can see the origin of these 'babies', not ordinary people." He took out a bone staff from under the counter and carved a ghost face on it.
"In 30 years, I have never encountered such a 'potential' material."
Antiques in the store "awakened". The terracotta figurine's eyes lit up with green fire and a sharp smile. In ancient paintings, the ghost tried to climb out, and half of his body reached reality. The swords buzzed, and the blood flashed.
More than a dozen evil creatures pounced on Chen Mo and Wu Ming.
Chen Mo did not move, and Wu Ming put down the sugar painting. Her eyes instantly became cold, and a wave of extreme cold spread out. The air froze and snorted.
All evil things touch the realm and their movements are stagnant. They remain in a fluttering position with a stiff body. Frost covered the surface, and in the next second, these evil objects shattered into powder like ice sculptures.
The old ghost's pupils shrank suddenly. He lived for one hundred and fifty years and did not see this method. The girl instantly froze so many resentful spirits?
He quickly calmed down. The imp appetizer, the killer move is behind.
The ghost old man smiled fiercely and raised his bone staff and smashed it to the ground.
"Rumble-" The ground shook violently, and the bluestone plate cracked. A giant bronze hand stretched out from the ground, followed by thick arms and broad shoulders.
In a low roar, a three-meter-tall zombie slowly rose. It has knotted muscles, bronzed skin, and is as hard as metal. His eyes were burning with green fire, and his mouth was full of fangs.
[Bronze Armor Corpse King]!
"Thirty years of hard work, sucking the essence of a thousand corpses." The ghost elder stroked the corpse king's calf: "Invulnerable, infinitely powerful, even the army's heavy firearms can't hurt it in the slightest." "
The corpse king let out a deafening roar, and the sound waves shook the ghost realm. It slowly turned its head, and the green light locked on Chen Mo.
"Boy, you can die under my proud works, you are ..."
The old ghost is not finished, and the corpse king has already moved. A three-meter behemoth, with amazing speed. It appeared in front of Chen Mo in an instant.
The bronze giant fist smashed down with the wind, and the fist wind pressed the air.
Chen Mo protected Wu Ming behind him and raised his right arm. Purple lightning unicorn arm. He leaned slightly to avoid the punches.
The right fist struck out like lightning, and the target was the core node of the corpse qi the size of a grain of rice at the center of the corpse king's eyebrows. Purple electric unicorn tattoo shines brightly. All the power of thunder compresses the fist a little, hitting the target like a laser.
"Click-" The crisp sound was particularly obvious in the ghost realm. Centered on the fist contact point, the purple crack instantly covered the whole body of the Bronze Armor Corpse King.
In the next second, this seemingly invincible corpse king disintegrated in the flickering of purple lightning and turned into scorched black fragments on the ground.
The ghost old man widened his eyes, incredulous. The proud Bronze Armor Corpse King was punched away?
"Impossible! That's impossible! The ghost old man screamed, turned around and fled into the depths of the secret room.
Chen Mo's figure flashed, and he was already in front of him.
"Want to leave?" Chen Mo pointed at the ghost old man's eyebrows, and the golden light flashed. [Soul Search Technique]!
The ghost old memory poured into Chen Mo's mind. The organizational structure of the Yin Corpse Sect, the layout of Jiangcheng, and the location of the Ten Thousand Corpse Blood Sacrifice Array... All information at a glance.
The old ghost's eyes rolled and he lost his vitality.
Chen Mo took out a cold soul crystal from his arms, as well as another fragment of the [Nine Regions Town Dragon Map]. The two maps are spliced, and the dragon vein map of Jiangcheng is presented. The map clearly marks the direction of the dragon vein and the location of the yin cave, and the core location is marked as "Ten Thousand Corpse Blood Sacrifice Formation".
"I see." Chen Mo put away the map and soul crystal, and looked around the messy antique shop. The ground was scorched and shattered, the blood runes on the walls were dim, and the ghost realm slowly disintegrated.
He took out his mobile phone and dialed Director Zhao's phone.
"Zhao Bureau? I am Chen Mo. "
"Mr. Chen? What are the instructions? Director Zhao's voice was respectful.
"Treasure Pavilion in the old town, yes, the address you gave." Chen Mo calmly said: "I came over for a walk, the boss was too enthusiastic and accidentally demolished the store." "
"Please send a professional 'cleaning team' to clean up, and the scene may be a little 'polluted'."
"No problem! I'll arrange it right away! "
"By the way, bill... It is recorded in the accounts of the Administration. "
Hanging up the phone, Chen Mo looked at the map and the soul crystal, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a sneer. He knows the enemy's ultimate purpose and location. The Ten Thousand Corpse Blood Sacrifice Formation is located at the core node of the underground dragon vein in Jiangcheng. Once activated, Jiangcheng will turn into a dead city, providing resentment and death for the Yin Corpse Gate.
"Wu Ming, it's time for us to visit the real 'big fish'."
Chen Mo took Wu Ming's hand, and the two walked out of the antique shop that had returned to normal. The sun shines on the body, warm and bright.
Passing by a sugar painting stall, I stopped without a name. She looked at the forgotten sugar dragon on the ground, broken into several pieces that could not be put back.
"It's broken." She said softly.
"It's okay, let's buy another one." Chen Mo touched her head: "Buy a better one this time." "
The master greeted warmly: "Do you two still want sugar painting?" I will make you a phoenix, more beautiful than the dragon just now." "
"Okay."
The golden sugar liquid flowed on the iron plate again, outlining the beautiful figure of the phoenix. Wu Ming held the new sugar painting, and a smile bloomed on his face again.
In the distance, the black car of the Administration has arrived, and the processing team has entered the Jubao Pavilion.
Chen Mo led Wu Ming and disappeared into the crowd.