Main text Chapter 442: Iron Maiden (I)

Main text Chapter 442: Iron Maiden (I)

Xu Yangyi didn't know that when he was staring at the warehouse. In a corner of New York and somewhere in China, two people opened their eyes at the same time.

"Click..." A pair of blood-red high heels stepped on the door of St. John's Cathedral. In the thick fog this morning, a woman wearing a black, modified Western-style robe, a white stand-up collar, and dark circles under her eyes as if she had applied eye shadow, walked step by step towards this world's top ten cathedrals.

This is a Chinese woman.

Wherever she walked, the flowers and plants all bowed to their waists. Before she reached, the priests, pastors, and nuns of St. Peter's Cathedral were already sweating and standing at the door with their silver teeth clenched.

In the middle of them, a woman in a suit, with a solemn expression, her chest heaving, looked at the black-clothed woman walking in the thick fog with great vigilance.

"Devil... This is the real devil!" The woman's voice was a little ethereal, her eyes were like fire, but she was extremely vigilant: "She is not in her real form... But... Even this form makes me feel like I have met the Grand Duke... What kind of monster is this!"

"There is such a thing hidden in New York! How come I didn't find it for so many years!"

The woman in the black robe stood in front of St. Peter's Basilica. For some reason, there was no one except them.

She looked at the birds and lush trees around her leisurely, and finally turned to the people in front of her.

"Put down the magic weapons in your hands." She looked at the woman indifferently: "Vatican's Paladin, Jenny Jane."

Jenny didn't speak. She clenched her hands, and there was a crystal-like thing in her palms, which could not be seen from the outside and was tightly wrapped in her palms. It was very sharp and could pierce her skin with just a little force.

"Let me guess, is that a stigma? Whose? Jesus? No, if it's that kind of thing, I really wouldn't dare to come. Judas? Not either... John? Yes... The stigma of John Martin, the most proud disciple of John's tenth generation... Oh... Is it a spiritual treasure? No wonder you dare to show off..."

"Since you know..."

"So what?" The Chinese woman's robe fluttered without wind, and she said lightly: "That kind of thing can at most destroy this clone of mine. I'm coming out soon... By then, the Vatican Pope of your generation is far from my opponent. Even if I kill all your Vatican people, it's just to see if I'm happy or not."

"Put it down, we can still talk about it. If not..." Her eyes gradually turned cold: "We don't need to talk."

"Devil... You should go to hell!" A white priest trembled.

The Chinese woman looked at him with pity: "Disgusting fanatic."

After Jenny's face changed several times, she finally gritted her teeth, put her hands in her trouser pockets, and said fiercely: "You are... China... the kind of thing called 'monsters', we call them devils... China... It's really a terrible country. There are still things like you now..."

"It doesn't matter who I am, do one thing for me. I will leave the United States immediately." The Chinese woman said without emotion: "Find me someone, a man. Use your name, Yang Yi. Xu."

"I can feel that he is heading to New York... After finding him, notify me immediately."

She raised her hand, and a green fish flew out, but it turned into a palm-sized Kunpeng spirit in mid-air, shooting directly at Jenny's face. Just when she didn't react, a strange talisman formed in front of her.

"Remember, don't let me down."

After saying that, she quietly left St. John's Cathedral step by step.

"Sir Paladin..." The priest gritted his teeth and looked at the talisman: "This, this is heresy... She, she is a terrifying devil! I can even feel that she is more terrifying than the devil!"

Jenny looked at the talisman and did not speak for a long time, nor did she answer.

In the distance, the Chinese woman looked at the sky with a complicated expression, and murmured for a long time: "Twenty years..."

"Twenty years, you came out of it... It's simply unimaginable for me..."

At the same time, in Xichuan Province, Rongcheng, a pair of old eyes with infinite black shadows flickering in the sky, opened at the same time.

"Sir Gu Song?" A middle-aged man beside him who Xu Yangyi had never seen asked immediately.

"Nothing." Gu Song flicked his sleeves lightly, and his figure disappeared in the Qingtian Palace like a black shadow in an instant.

The next second, he appeared outside the layers of white clouds, and the strong wind blew his clothes flying.

He did not speak, but stretched out his hand and pinched for a long time before frowning.

"Is it you..." He looked far away at the far west behind the endless white clouds, and murmured: "It's been twenty years... Are you finally back..."

"Come to ask me... and China... for justice?"

"Anyone who has contact with me will have a trace of cause and effect. Jindan... seeks the way of cause and effect, so I can sense it slightly... But why did you leave Nanzhou and appear in the far west?"

"Or... did I feel it wrong?"

Xu Yangyi didn't know all this. At this moment, he had already stood up in the Normandy and looked at the cargo hold in confusion.

"What?" Wu Yue frowned.

Xu Yangyi raised his hand, frowned, and looked around warily. It wasn't what he felt, but just now, Shi Meng in his dantian moved slightly. He was extremely excited, but a little afraid, and said "yaa" in a certain direction. His spiritual consciousness was far beyond ordinary people. After feeling carefully, I caught the fleeting blood and aura.

In the cargo hold, all the goods were bundled and packed in huge wooden boxes. The outside was tied tightly with waterproof material, so no one knew what was inside. Xu Yangyi felt it carefully for a moment, but found nothing.

"Yeah!" Just when he thought he felt wrong, suddenly, Shi Meng in his dantian screamed again, pointed at one place, and danced several times!

"You are so excited, why don't you come out and take me there by yourself?" Xu Yangyi smiled, his spiritual consciousness suddenly released, and sure enough, he caught another trace this time!

But...it's weird, this spiritual energy seems...not where it is?

He didn't know how to describe it, this aura was ominous, very ominous. However, it is impossible to grasp its essence. It seems... like a seed, spreading outwards! As for the seeds, he couldn't feel them, but Shi Meng seemed to be able to feel the traces of the other party's "growth".

"Fellow Taoist?" Wuyue asked again.

"It's interesting." Xu Yangyi turned around and said with a smile: "Friend Wuyue, I'm afraid this boat is not that simple."

"What do you mean?" Wuyue's expression also became serious. After the battle in Kaiyun Realm, the two of them could be said to have gone through life and death together, advancing and retreating together. He knew even more clearly that Xu Yangyi was by no means an innocent person.

Xu Yangyi looked around vigilantly: "Here, among the mortals' goods, there are monks' things hidden inside."

"Oh?" Wuyue's eyes flashed, and then all his spiritual consciousness was released. In less than ten minutes, he had completely scanned the Normandy and shook his head: "I didn't see any signs of a practicing family on it. "

"That means they don't want others to know." Xu Yangyi sneered: "But now that you have met me, it's not up to you."

I softly called Dream Eater in my spiritual consciousness. His original intention was to let Shi Meng lead the way, but unexpectedly, Shi Meng waved his wings and didn't come out at all!

Not only did he not come out, but... he felt like he was shrinking!

His expression finally became completely serious. Dream Eater is the Nanhua Butterfly Mother, one of the larval forms of the eight demon fairies! Bloodline is not disrespectful, and ordinary foundation-building monks would suffer a big loss if they encountered it. But now, I feel afraid of this thing?

After holding his breath for half an hour, his eyes flashed suddenly, and the white tiger shadow behind him roared suddenly, followed by a loud "roar", and five white marks shot out quickly from the palm of his hand!

"Brush!" White marks left traces of tiger claws in the sky, and the next second, a piece of cargo burst open!

"Ham?" Xu Yangyi raised his eyebrows. Unexpectedly, there were shriveled hams inside. It dries beautifully and has no blood color at all.

"No, there is indeed something." This time, even Wuyue's voice became serious: "Fellow Taoist, please take a look."

No need for him to say anything, Xu Yangyi also saw that after all the hams fell down, the inside... turned out to be blood red!

"Buzz..." At the same time, an extremely ominous spiritual energy, an extremely ancient spiritual energy, slowly seeped out from the blood... as if the surroundings were covered with blood!

The two looked at each other, and Wuyue snorted softly. Suddenly, the container exploded, and there were shriveled hams inside. However, among the hams... there was a brass coffin!

It was the look of ordinary coffins in Europe in ancient times. The difference was that this coffin was tightly locked by several chains, and each chain was covered with golden traces. And on the surface of the coffin, there is a sculpture of a naked woman!

"This is..." When Wu Yue saw that thing, his eyes immediately flashed, and he pulled Xu Yangyi back a few steps without hesitation, saying in a trembling voice: "Holy Carving!"

"Holy carving?" Xu Yangyi asked doubtfully.

Wuyue's expression was already extremely cautious, and he gritted his teeth and said: "The holy carving... that is to say, something that a foreign saint personally sealed in ancient times! This thing may be the seal of the saint himself, or it may be a magic weapon made by him. But... no matter what Anything that can be sealed by a saint is definitely not trivial! And... it’s extremely evil!”

"Fellow Taoist, don't underestimate foreign saints. They are also extraordinary talents! In ancient times, it was an era when all heroes came together! It was like this in China, and it was like this in other countries..." He gritted his teeth: "Now, it's really Something big happened."

Before Xu Yangyi could ask, he said with a livid face: "Because no one knows whether the things inside the sacred carving are still alive! I am also very curious... which family has such great ability? Something that can sneak into the sacred carving!"

At this moment, in Xu Yangyi's mind, the long-lost voice of Zhao Ziqi sounded: "Iron Maiden!?"

"Zi Qi?" Xu Yangyi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Why do you appear so suddenly every time?"

"Brother, now is not the time to talk about this. This iron maiden... has a big problem! Don't touch it! I can see... the things inside are between dead and undead, and... are sealed It’s been a long time! Once it comes out, it will probably cause us huge trouble!”