A crystal clear ray of light flew out of the door, like a flying needle, which was quickly invisible and penetrated into the eyebrows of the human-headed demon snake.
Ning Qingchen, who was wearing a light ink-green shirt, stood outside the door, keeping a gesture of bending his fingers. She pulled her right hand, as if she was pulling an invisible silk thread, holding the sword light. In the ice needle, the cold cold air of the ice spirit suddenly burst out, freezing the demon snake transformed by the Buddha of Life into an ice sculpture.
Taoist Zhao Boyan took the opportunity to shoot a golden light curse and smash the ice sculpture.
The fist-sized skull rolled to the ground and rolled to the feet of Zen Master Faxin.
The monk raised his head, clasped his hands at Ning Qingchen, and recited the Buddha's name: "Namo Lotus Sutra, thank you for your help!"
Zhou Zheng used the light from the corner of his eyes to observe the ghost envoy whose Yin God was smashed, his heart sank, and said solemnly in the team channel: "This line of cold light can actually smash the ghost envoy's Yin God. Do you recognize what magical power this is?"
Taoist Zhao Boyan smiled and said, "It should be one of the ten most powerful divine light spells in the world!"
"Ice Soul Cold Light!"
Everyone was shocked, and Zhou Zheng even moved slightly, but he quickly covered it up.
"I didn't expect the ghost trooper to die like this!"
Zhou Zheng remembered the black-robed ghost envoy who was ranked under the ghost envoy last time when he and others intercepted the ghost envoy, and he was very confused and difficult to describe during this period.
But this time, there was a military cultivator who was comparable to the Jiedan Zhenren. He entered the sword technique and killed Wushuang in front; there was a great Buddhist master who had cultivated the relics realm to help him; plus Zhao Laodao's mastery was the best; Zhou Zheng himself also took action several times, and finally there were top magical powers like Bingpo Hanguang, which unexpectedly concealed his confusion.
The soul-catching messenger can also be said to be dead!
Seeing that the situation was not good, the bat demon flapped his wings, and turned his nimbleness in the air and rushed towards the distance. At this time, an ordinary cloud in the sky suddenly fell, and snatched the bat demon, turning into a Bagua Cloud Light Pawn, wrapping it up.
The Eight Trigrams flow and the cold light suddenly appears.
With a crackling sound, the bat demon was frozen into an ice sculpture, falling from the clouds, and smashed it to pieces on the ground.
"My junior sister has learned bad things!"
Qian Chen still suppressed the jade spider scorpion with the sound of the piano. The rolling thunder sound trapped the ghosts and the range was shrinking and smaller. The spider women transformed by the evil ghosts were also smashed into corpses by the thunder and fell from the spider web.
Ning Qingchen learned from whom he learned the skill of ambushing the magic weapon and plotting against him.
The soul-catching ghost envoy gave the head. Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, they heard someone in the Red Mansion smashing a door and falling into the building. Everyone turned around and saw Yan Shu climbing up from the ground in a mess, with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, obviously suffering from serious internal injuries.
Qian Chen sent a message and said, "Senior Brother, just act casually. Don't work so hard!"
"Shut up..."
Yan Shu said with awkward expression: "That bullhead is a sub-human in the underworld, and a ruthless character, and another even more ruthless person comes from behind!"
Ning Qingchen said, "Senior Brother Yan!"
The other reincarnationists knew it in their hearts and said to themselves: "Sure enough!"
Ning Qingchen's voice showed his identity. Several people hurriedly returned to help. Although the four reincarnationists said they were fighting against the Pipa Ghost Envoy and the Soul-Seeping Ghost Envoy, leaving Yan Shu alone to deal with the Niu-Head Envoy. Therefore, Yan Shu couldn't hold on, but he was not as surprised as Ning Qingchen and Qian Chen.
Yan Shu himself was a little embarrassed and reminded him: "Be careful, another ruthless character who is better than NiuTou has come over there!"
"besides!"
Zen Master Faxin's expression changed slightly, and he was even better than the four great ghost messengers. Could it be that the White Bone Demon King came in person?
The reincarnationists looked at each other, and Yan Shu was defeated by two major ghost messengers. Such cultivation can be said to be rare in the world. It seems that this team of reincarnation people are led by him.
At this time, in the silent and breathless sky, the rolling demon clouds blocked the moonlight, leaving the light for a moment, and the window of the Red Building fell into darkness. The reincarnation person had no face.
Flying up to the second floor of the Red Building, he pointed his right hand and a fire light flew out, like a fire snake winding in the sky, illuminating a darkness.
I saw countless figures in the darkness, staggering, with twisted trees and wooden charms hanging on corpses; ghost mountain mandrels with green faces and fangs and blood-red eyes; house-sized heads wrapped in wet hair; one-eyed ghosts; hideous ghosts in the hungry ghost realm; half-human and half-demon demons; too many magical weapons to slaughter creatures, and become ghosts with ghosts; cultivators with incomplete corpses.
More of them are zombies wearing Ming soldiers and weapons, and ghost fires flying in the sky.
"The ghost soldiers pass by!"
"Hundred ghosts walk at night!"
Yan Shu and Qian Chen spoke at the same time, but Yan Shu was talking about the title of Middle Earth for this situation, but Qian Chen was influenced by his previous life.
But what the two of them said was actually the same thing.
Yin and Yang are confused, and the two lives are inverted. The gate of ghosts is wide open, and the Yin soldiers pass through the border!
This is a scene where the order of the Yang world is extremely chaotic, the world is extremely dark, and demons and ghosts are rampant in the world. It is also a terrifying natural disaster. When the war in the late Qin Dynasty was in chaos, nine out of ten rooms in the world were empty, and there were Yin soldiers from the Warring States Period appearing in the daytime, rampant in the Middle Earth. Wherever they go, even if they are the Immortal Sect, it is difficult to stand the edge.
The true immortals of the Yuanshen have all died dozens of times!
The transit of Yin soldiers is a kind of ghost ritual. Once these demons form the transit of Yin soldiers, the original scattered sand, once Qian Chenyanshu takes action, hundreds of thousands of demons that can be easily wiped out will condense into one and turn into an immortal "yin soldiers"!
It's not that simple to eradicate it.
"The gate of hell is open, hell on earth!"
Zen Master Faxin also said horrifiedly: "So that's it, so that's it! The White Bone Demon King drove hundreds of thousands of demons and ghosts under his command to perform various rituals, just to want them to carry their own ghost creatures and turn these countless ghosts into hell."
"And it is the Lord of Hell, and it is almost invincible in this ghost creature!"
Yan Shu nodded slightly: "It seems that the death of the Wisdom King has also made him alert. This monster is extremely cruel and even takes risks."
"Once it is allowed to drive hundreds of ghosts to travel at night and slaughter the wasteland, and will concentrate hundreds of thousands of people to sacrifice blood, which will confuse the yin and yang and reverse the two lives."
"Where these millions of demons are located is a hell in the world. It can use the power of thousands of ghosts to protect itself, and..." Qian Chen also stopped the sound of the piano and said solemnly.
"This demon is afraid that it will not only want to use this ghost soldier to transit into the hell on earth with the help of the ghost soldiers. It also needs to use the ghost soldiers to attack Guzhu, turn the last pure land of the human race into a ghost creature, and become a ghost country on the ground! If it is made successful, even if the Peacock Demon King takes action, it will not do anything to it!"
There was already a complete slight difference between Zen Master Faxin’s eyebrows.
He faced the hundreds of thousands of demons in front of him, and there was no sign of retreat in his expression. The relics between his eyebrows shone brightly, a pure, unobstructed and great enlightenment light illuminated a halo behind Faxin's head in the dark.
"The little demon also wants to refine the hell on earth and achieve the foundation of the ghost country?" Yan Shu sneered: "If it becomes, it will become the Yang God in one step, and there will be hope for the soul in the future. Just like the ghost king in the ghost country in the Black Mountain! The ghosts and monsters are so beautiful... "
In the ruins of the Huangji in front of the Red Floor, all kinds of demons traveled between the ruins and walls. Behind them, countless ghost soldiers and demons in the wilderness came towards the Huangji like endless army.
A magpie carrying a big knife stopped outside the courtyard.
The Pipa Ghost Messenger also took the opportunity to move the spider web ghost creature next to it. A spider web turned thousands of ghosts into spiders. The ghost creatures formed again, expanding dozens of times, completely covering the Red Mansion.
On the left side of the bullhead ghost envoy, a person with an ordinary face, who can only be regarded as an ordinary female player standing there compared to the Pipa ghost envoy and the owner of the Red Mansion.
She held a round fan in her hand, covering half of her face.
"The Aura of the World!"
"Everything is everywhere!"
In the eyes of Faxin and Qian Chen, this scene was incredible, because in the woman, they saw a poison that could be called the heart of Tao, the most complicated. Even if it was Zhengzhe, the gods dared not be contaminated, and the misty red aura entwined her.
This thing is the first poison in cultivation. It is said that the world is three thousand feet long, and the banished immortals dare not touch it.
The spiritual practice of the Divine Way regards the spiritual energy of human nature and is known as spiritual emotions. However, spiritual emotions are pure and pure, with all kinds of love, hate, love, and causality, and the ups and downs of the world, countless distracting thoughts, seven emotions and six desires, not the purest spiritual feelings, not the most hatred and resentment, and one should be distorted, and it is three thousand feet from the world, and it can be transformed into a god.
The passing of Yin soldiers is a ritual of yin and yang disorder, and the hell on earth is even more of a great power of the ghost realm.
It is extremely rare for those who can achieve cultivation since ancient times. Qian Chen was originally a little strange. Why did the White Bone King cultivate such magical powers?
When I saw this woman, I immediately realized that being contaminated with the world and becoming a ghost is the best sacrifice to confuse Yin and Yang.
With this ghost system and the countless resentment of thousands of ghosts, it can naturally condense countless ghosts into one and turn them into the foundation of ghosts.
Beside the worried Faxin and the slightly solemn Qian Chen and others, Luo Sen looked at the figure, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.
"Are you willing to become part of this ghost creature on earth?"
The woman said calmly: "The world is already so hard, what can I do if I am a ghost with us?"
Faxin raised his single palm and said with a slight jaw: "It is precisely because the world has become a sea of ​​suffering that we should support a pure land for all living beings so that they will not die and be enslaved by demons."
"The human race is the most stubborn!" A Taoist with blood-red eyes and a wild dog sneered: "You should be the most powerful group of the human race camp! The five ghost messengers, letting you kill and capture each other, is very amazing. However, the general trend is on our demon race..."
"Look behind you, the rest of the human camp have all become turtles. No one is willing to stand up and join forces with you. They are just afraid they are considering how to escape this disaster!"
"But most of our demon clan have joined forces..."
As he said that, dozens of reincarnation figures appeared beside him. They drove magic weapons and practiced magical powers, but they were still different from those of the native demons and ghosts.
On Qian Chen, in addition to the four reincarnationists who were the first to lead this action, and Qian Chen and the others, no other reincarnationists appeared.
Obviously, the overall situation of the Hundred Ghosts' Night Walk was exposed, which made them retreat.
"The human camp is here!" A scholar in green clothes, wearing a headscarf, holding a roll of bamboo slips, carrying a bookcase, and riding a big green-haired donkey slowly came.
Seeing the countless demons in front of him, the big donkey stopped halfway and hesitated. The scholar kicked it angrily a few times. The big donkey just let out a "high" sound and retreated repeatedly.
The scholar had no choice but to turn over and walk forward fearlessly with the book box on his back.
"Kong said to be benevolence, and Meng said to be righteous. Only when the righteousness is complete can be benevolence come true!"
"Now, I will be worthy of it!"
As the scholar said word by word, lines of text on the bamboo slips shone brightly, and the mighty aura broke through the demonic clouds above his head, causing the moonlight to fall.
Although the demon clouds gathered again in a flash, it still demonstrated the extraordinary practice of the scholar.
"Confucianism?" Qian Chen was a little surprised. Confucianism and Taoism monks were only circulated in the ancient Chinese world in the earth. They were also one of the hundreds of schools. However, because they cultivated the great spirit and only cultivated nature but not life, and were short of life, they gradually declined in the Middle Earth.
Only the Chunqiu Pavilion, one of the Immortal Gate of Middle Earth, and several major saint families are still circulated.
There was a lot of noise behind and suddenly awakened in the wilderness. Many monster hunters were alarmed by the demonic energy soaring into the sky and broke out. Many people saw the countless demons in the distance, turned around and left without a trace of hesitation, but many people brought swords and headed straight for the battlefield.
An arrow shot through the night sky, like a meteor, falling straight into the demon.
Then a huge fireball suddenly exploded, shattering the demons and ghosts that scattered there, but for the endless tides of demons and ghosts, this was just a drop in the ocean.
A man dressed in a hunter was carrying a longbow. He held a bow in his left hand and an arrow between his right finger. He kept placing arrows on the way to arrive, and arrows shot out and killed dozens of demons.
An arrow even shot at the pipa demon ghost. The jade spider scorpion swept his sleeves and looked at the monk holding the bow, and was immediately furious. As soon as the pipa rolled, countless chaotic ghost sounds attacked him.
Qian Chen hooked the strings of the piano and suppressed the ghost sound. He raised his eyes coldly and glanced at the pipa ghost messenger, letting it calm down instantly and suppressing his intention to take action.
More and more human reincarnations appeared in the wasteland. A black bear demon roared and stood up, holding a mace as thick as a corridor column, and pounced towards the Red Building. Yan Shu grabbed the sword ball in his hand. Before he could take action, he turned over and fell down the person above his head. The golden light in his hand sprinkled out, making the black bear full of holes.
The little golden light flew back to the man's hand and turned into golden copper coins to form a copper coin sword.
Qian Chen's gourd linging of the change of gold and silver boy on his waist moved slightly, obviously he was a little envious of the copper coins.
Qian Chen patted his waist and comforted them.
"This bow technique has the flavor of the witch clan, and the copper coins are also spiritual magic coins. It seems that this camp mission, the human race has a bit extraordinary foundation!" Qian Chen nodded secretly.
A Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe and sacrificial gourd, countless soybeans sprinkled from the gourd, and hundreds of soldiers changed.
He came out from the left, surrounded by bean soldiers.
Someone drove the clouds and spread the demon clouds above his head. After three times, he saw that the ghost creatures transformed by the night walk of hundreds of ghosts were really unable to break the energy, so he set up a sword light and fell into the Red Building Courtyard. He was a young monk.
A small jade bottle emits the light of immortal transformation, and wraps a piece of demon into the bottle and turns it into pus.
Guo Fei, who had met Qian Chen and the others, also appeared and nodded slightly to the people and said, "Fellow Daoist Qian, Fellow Daoist Yan, we're meeting again!"
For a time, although there were not as many reincarnators in the human camp, nearly ten of them stood up.
Chapter completed!