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His hand lightly touched the stele, but just as he was about to touch the stele, the stele trembled, exuding an invisible force, resisting his approach.

Seeing this, Wang Gouzi's eyes sank, and he ignored this resisting force and grabbed forward, but when his palm moved forward slightly, a crack appeared on the stone tablet.

This time, Wang Gouzi's face suddenly turned ugly, and he slowly withdrew his palm, and no longer forcibly grabbed the stone tablet.

He could ignore the stone tablet's resistance, but he couldn't stop the stone tablet from shattering.

Obviously, he couldn't touch the stele, because the stele itself carried a special power, and this power instinctively resisted his current physique.

This made Wang Gouzi very depressed, looking at the stele and complaining: "We obviously come from the same place."

After finishing speaking, he stood with his hands behind his back and looked at Ding Xiaoyi: "Put away the stele, it's not time yet."

The coordinates recorded on the stele do not exist in this world, nor have they even appeared in the past or future.

This place is a foreign land, a zone of relaxation created after the collapse of the underworld and the confrontation between the underworld.

But now the foreign land has not fully unfolded, and this place no longer exists, even he has no way to find it.

So it will take a while.

Seeing that Wang Gouzi was about to leave, Ding Xiaoyi hurriedly asked: "You haven't told me what I saw through the stone tablet before!"

"I'll tell you the answer when we meet next time." Having said that, Wang Gouzi paused for a moment, and glanced at Ding Xiaoyi: "Get ready, it's a cruel truth."

After speaking, he got up and left.

Seeing Gouzi Wang leave, the box spirit immediately followed up.

Sardar and Wang Xiaogou naturally followed without hesitation. As for Kayina, who patted Ding Xiaoyi on the shoulder and told him to take care, he also said goodbye and left.

Seeing all the people leave, Ding Xiaoyi felt a little melancholy, but he didn't stay.

They are all abandoned by this world.

Both Kaina and Sardar knew in their hearts that it was impossible for them to return to their previous positions.

So with the rest of my life left, I want to stay with Wang Gouzi as much as possible to see a different face of this world.

"Hey, Xiao Yi, remember to call me when the time comes."

The stinky Taoist priest leaned over and said in a low voice with a wicked look on his face.

How could he miss such an interesting place, and of course he wanted to follow along to see it.

"Hehe, just now you said that we don't know each other well." Seeing this guy's wretched face, he turned around and left without getting angry.

The Taoist was not too annoying, and followed behind.

It wasn't long before the two of them walked out that they realized that they didn't have a travel palace yet, but were just in a remote garden on the side of the palace.

When the two of them walked to the front again, they saw the screams of killing in front of them, and the sound of guns firing everywhere outside.

A group of people ran out of a ruin with a messy face, their bodies were covered in blood and there were many scars on their bodies.

These people are not very old, they should be descendants of three generations of a certain family, and they have the strength of evil spirits at a young age.

But at this moment, the state of their group is extremely bad.

His face was pale, his body was severely injured, some people had terrible scratch marks on their bodies, and one person's arms were torn off.

"How did you fight like this?" Seeing this, the Taoist priest couldn't help but leaned forward and asked with concern.

"Don't mention it, it was fine at first, but what happened suddenly, the underground palace began to shake, and then many monsters came out from under the palace, and the number increased."

"I don't know which bastard touched the mechanism, causing me to lose an arm." The young man whose arm was torn off kept cursing and staggered away.

Hearing these people's cursing and cursing, Ding Xiaoyi and the Taoist priest tacitly turned their eyes away.

Chapter 662: Three fires shine on Qingming

"woo"

The low horn sounded from the depths of the palace, and the ghosts suppressed inside the palace were like a black tide at this moment.Constantly surging out.

Many people died unexpectedly.

It seems that because Ding Xiaoyi and the smelly Taoist took away the heart of the suppressing formation, all the demons and ghosts in the palace came alive.

"Xiaoyi, let's go, there is nothing worth commemorating in this place, the best treasures are in our hands!"

The Taoist patted his chest, as if to remind him that the box was on him, and now was a good time to sort the dirty things.

But Ding Xiaoyi didn't move, he looked ahead deeply.

The riots are getting bigger and bigger. If the power of the trade union has not been evaded, a large-scale army should have been mobilized by this time to prevent the orderly suppression of the spiritual masters.

But now that there is no head of the trade union, everyone, even though there is a disaster spirit sitting in the town, is just a mess.

This place is too close to S City, if all these monsters run out, the first ones to be unlucky will be the ordinary residents of S City.

If, because of my own reasons, those ordinary family wives and children were separated, I would not be able to pass this test in my heart.

After all, compared to those families or trade unions, my subconscious has always placed myself in the position of ordinary people.

"Is it possible to fight those monsters back?" He asked the Taoist priest.

There are too many monsters in front of him. Although he can kill them, once a few of them escape, the consequences will be disastrous.

The Taoist spread his hands: "You should have said it earlier. If the big guy just made a move, it would be a big deal. I guess he sneezes, and these things can go back to sleep obediently."

"How do you know?" He looked at the Taoist priest.

The Taoist rubbed his nose: "That guy has too much murderous intent. Even though he tried his best to suppress it, he didn't dare to reveal the slightest bit, but as soon as I get close to him, my whole body becomes cold. This guy is either a murderer or a pervert."

Ding Xiaoyi scratched his head: "There is no difference between the two?"

The Taoist curled his lips: "There's a big difference. One is a murderer with bloody hands, and the other is a killer with hundreds of millions of lives on his hands."

After finishing speaking, he did not forget to add: "I doubt that he has both."

"Go, go, do you have anything to do? Get out of here if you can't."

Ding Xiaoyi saw that he was still driving unscrupulously at this time, and he really doubted whether his so-called pure yang boy body was real or not.

Seeing that he was angry, the Taoist stopped talking nonsense: "Xiaoyi, there are ways, but"

"Just what?" Seeing that the Taoist priest had a solution, Ding Xiaoyi hurriedly asked.

I saw a long sigh: "Forget it, this matter has nothing to do with the two of us, what should be settled still needs to be settled."

As he spoke, he took out a candlestick from his satchel.

The candlestick is very big, half a meter high, the size of an adult's fist, the whole body is pitch black, and a strange ghost is drawn on it with gold lines.

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the candlestick, then at the satchel on his waist, and couldn't help wondering, could this satchel be a treasure hidden inside? ?How can such a large candlestick be installed?

"This candlestick is the secret treasure of the Maoshan sect, the three-hearted Qingming. I light this thing, and I can set a seal to seal back all those monsters."

Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but look forward to hearing what the Taoist said was so miraculous.

However, the Taoist said: "But there is one thing, I have to use my own heart fire to ignite this thing, but heart fire is equal to a person's life fire. Once ignited, the life fire is exposed to the outside, and I have no power to protect myself. Even an ordinary bullet can kill me."

When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, he immediately understood why the Taoist was so embarrassed.

After thinking for a while, he took a deep breath: "I'll protect you. After the matter is completed, the thing in your arms will belong to you. The one from me and the big head will be your reward."

Hearing this, the Taoist priest immediately showed a satisfied look on his face, and nodded: "Forget it, I dug the hole myself and filled it myself, who will let us have a conscience."

As he spoke, the Taoist explained in detail the mysteries and taboos of the three-hearted Qingming in his hand.

This is the first time Ding Xiaoyi has heard of Taoist methods, and he can't help but be amazed.

The two hurried to the front, only to see a huge stone gate on the ruins in front of them, and the wind howled, gushing out of the stone gate.

For a moment, the sky was full of gloom, dark clouds overwhelmed the top, the pitch black was like ink, and the old crows screamed mournfully. It was a miserable and terrifying scene.

All kinds of ghosts and ghosts came out of the dark wind, killing anyone they saw, so that the ground was full of wailing.

In order to open this stone gate, several families teamed up and spent an incredible amount of effort. Unexpectedly, when the stone gate opened, everyone was shaken for a while before they could be happy.

Immediately afterwards, these monsters came out, and they didn't even have a chance to escape.

At this moment, only a few senior disaster spirits came and barely protected them.

But there are too many of these ghosts and ghosts, and there are creatures no less than disaster spirits among them. When they make a move, the wind howls, smashing the people or trees on the ground into pieces in an instant.

For a moment, sawdust and minced meat fluttered in disorder, and the scene was extremely frightening.

"Let's go!!"

Some elders in the clan are trying their best to clear the way for their juniors. As for the clan members who are not their own, let them fend for themselves.

"I've started, you have to protect me."

As the Taoist said, he took a deep breath, pinched the seal with his fingers, and saw three groups of golden flames burning from the top of his head and shoulders.

The golden flames are pure and masculine, like three small warm suns, causing most of the surrounding haze to dissipate suddenly.

This is the fire of life mentioned by the Taoist priest, which surprised Ding Xiaoyi.

"Three lights open the way, the fire gathers on the Chongyang Festival, burn!"

The Taoist said pointing his finger, and the candlestick in his hand suddenly lit up.

The moment the fire ignited, only the candlestick was emitting a dim light.

The fire was holy and mighty, as if bathing in the morning light of spring. When the light swept away, those spirit creatures with low strength suddenly melted like snowflakes splashed with hot water, and disappeared in an instant.

Some people who thought they were bound to die, also managed to escape under the rays of morning light.

At this moment, the Taoist priest's face turned slightly pale, and after shaking his body for a while, he glanced at Ding Xiaoyi behind him vigilantly from the corner of his eye.

After realizing that Ding Xiaoyi was fine, he was relieved.

Taking a deep breath, she raised the three-hearted Qingming in her hand and walked forward.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi strode behind the Taoist priest.

"what is that??"

Such a vision naturally attracted everyone's attention. They looked at the candlestick in the hands of the Taoist with eyes, and couldn't help being surprised.

Never seen anything so wonderful.

Some shadowy soldiers with no long eyes were illuminated by the pearl, white smoke was coming out of their bodies, screaming in pain, but they rushed over without retreating.

Seeing this, the Taoist didn't wait for Ding Xiaoyi to make a move, and lightly waved his fingers on the flames.

A ray of golden sunlight swept away, immediately turning the Yin soldiers into ashes.

At this moment, the Taoist priest held a candlestick, chanted sutras, and was covered in golden candlelight, as if he was a god walking in the world.

Even those catastrophe-level spiritual creatures couldn't help screaming when they were illuminated by candlelight, and immediately gave up attacking the defeated human beings in front of them, and went back to the stone gate without looking back.

Even the leader of his own family is like this, and those other monsters whose strength is far less than the disaster spirit, naturally dare not stay for a long time, and swarmed back.

"Who is this person, have you never heard of it?"

Seeing those ghosts and ghosts running away in the distance, everyone relaxed for a while, focused their eyes on the Taoist priest, and started talking.

"Hey, this guy, it seems that he was selling antiques outside before."

After watching carefully, someone recognized the Taoist priest as a dealer who sold antiques before.

This reminder, others are also a little impressed.

After all, the story about King Wu's defeat of Zhou told by him was indeed very moving.

But when they took out the antiques they bought from this guy and took a closer look, they found that they were all fake.

The outside looks simple and solemn, as if it has been baptized by the years.

But if you break it and take a look, it's not like that at all inside.

I thought it was a liar, but I didn't expect it to be a hidden master at this time.

"Wait, why does that kid behind him look so familiar?"

At this time, someone finally noticed Ding Xiaoyi's existence.

"It's him!" Taking a closer look, the crowd exclaimed: "Ding Xiaoyi, that's right, he killed Zhen Yuanwu who was responsible for the Zhen family."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

The sound of "Killer, Ding Xiaoyi" shook the mountains and urged the forest, like thunder on the ground, they were far away, and they could all hear it clearly.