A stream of spiritual power flowed down from the small stone between his eyebrows, and Yang Ji took a deep breath. Feeling that he was almost recovered, his eyes focused on the huge sutra painting in front of him again.
"Try again."
Yang Ji thought about it, and the next moment, he once again entered the world of ghosts in the sutra paintings.
"boom!"
A huge iron fist struck towards the face. Yang Ji moved and avoided the lightning. In the dim and desolate world, the evil ghost that Yang Ji had fought with appeared in his eyes again, with its knotted muscles, blue-black skin, and the lips exposed.
Fangs..., this battle is back to the beginning.
"Buzz!"
After a while, exhausted, Yang Ji withdrew from the world of classics and paintings again.
"Go in again!"
After thinking about it for a moment, Yang Ji entered the world of classics and paintings for the third time.
This was a battle in which the weak defeated the strong, and each time it exhausted Yang Ji's full strength. But once he quit the painting, the previous battles were in vain, and everything had to start over again.
The only reason that allowed Yang Ji to choose to continue was that despite the long battle in the world of classic paintings, in fact, only a short time had passed in the entire underground palace.
Yang Ji has entered the classic painting more than ten times, but Luo Yunzi has just left to pick out a few herbs.
Moreover, Yang Ji's understanding of the habits, actions and reactions of these evil spirits increased every time he went in.
This directly helped Yang Ji perfect a set of fighting methods against these ghosts.
"boom!"
A blue-black iron fist came straight to Yang Ji's face. Suddenly, Yang Ji punched the ghost's elbow joint.
This punch was not as powerful as the ghosts' strength, but it caused the powerful punch to suddenly change its direction and hit him hard in the chest.
boom!
The powerful iron fist hit Yang Ji very painfully, and it was also painful when it hit the ghost. Amidst the clanging sound of gold and iron, the ghost staggered, and its color became darker.
Yang Ji could clearly feel that its power seemed to have weakened a bit.
"Very good, this method has worked. The next step is to find a way to defeat it."
Yang Ji secretly thought, feeling much more confident.
For powerful enemies, if you can't defeat them, you can only outsmart them. Without being able to use martial arts, Yang Ji can only think of ways to use the power of the ghosts to deal with themselves.
However, the magic weapon cannot be used, the blood energy cannot be used, the flying sword cannot be used... the restrictions are too great. Even if Yang Ji slowly figured out this set of volley joints, changing direction, and using force to fight. In
It is also very difficult to implement in battle...
"boom!"
I don't know how long it took, but Yang Ji suddenly punched out. With this decisive punch, his muscles flexed, and the extremely powerful first evil ghost finally fell to the ground with a rumble like a mountain of gold and a jade pillar.
"Success!"
Yang Ji took a deep breath, feeling exhausted: "This is the first one!..."
Looking at the endless ghosts in this desolate world, Yang Ji felt his heart heavy. It is far from simple to understand this scripture.
After taking so long, I only defeated the first evil ghost.
"Intermediate Qi and Blood Transfer Sutra is really difficult!"
Yang Ji suddenly remembered Bai Julu. During the martial arts examination, he once summoned a huge headless Xingtian. Thinking back to it, Bai Julu must have faced the same huge dilemma as himself when he understood the art of transporting qi and blood.
"Roar!--"
A ferocious roar passed into his ears. To Yang Ji's right hand, an evil ghost entrenched on a black rugged sharp stone seemed to suddenly realize Yang Ji's existence. He slowly turned his head and looked at him with a pair of fierce eyes.
Yang Ji.
"boom!"
Under the cover of a powerful palm, Yang Ji's eyesight dimmed. This time, he was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to resist, and was directly shaken out of the Sutra Painting Space.
The battle continues!
When Yang Ji entered the classic paintings again, things finally changed a little. Hard work paid off, and after Yang Ji subdued the first evil ghost, he suddenly gained partial control over it.
This allowed Yang Ji to finally no longer fight alone. Faced with the vast evil ghost, he only had partial control, so Yang Ji could not fully control the evil ghost and could only issue some simple orders, and the orders could not be issued frequently.
Moreover, the power of the evil ghost after being subdued has also dropped a lot, and it is not as ferocious as before.
This also means that this evil ghost can only play a partial role from the side, and the key lies in Yang Ji himself.
But in any case, this reduced the pressure and challenges faced by Yang Ji a lot.
"boom!"
There was a flash of light, and Yang Ji received a punch. His heart hurt violently, and he was shocked out of the world of classics and paintings again.
In the huge underground palace, Luo Yunzi stretched out from behind a pile of weapons and looked at Yang Ji with some worry. Finding that there was no big problem with him, she shook her head and looked away.
Once, twice, three times...
The second round of fighting started again, which was almost a replica of the first round. The only difference was that Yang Ji had an extra helper who was less flexible and less reliable.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, Yang Ji finally defeated the second evil ghost. The number of evil ghosts who surrendered to Yang Ji increased to two.
However, no matter how many there were, Yang Ji could only control one of them to assist him. He just chose two instead of one.
"Buzz!"
Time passed slowly, and in the vast and desolate world, there were countless evil ghosts densely packed together. Every time Yang Ji defeated one, a new evil ghost would stand up, one after another, seemingly endless.
Each of these evil spirits has different fighting methods and flexibility. Yang Ji has completely forgotten the time. He only knows that the number of evil ghosts around him is increasing, but he can only control one, and his strength is never as good as the challenge.
the other end.
As for the other surrendered evil spirits, they just stood aside and watched from beginning to end.
"Boom!"
When the last evil ghost fell, Yang Ji was left empty, and no more evil ghosts came to attack him. The entire ghost world suddenly fell into a moment of calm.
"Only the last one left!"
A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind and he turned his head. Almost at the same time, a loud voice came into his ears:
"who?--"
Behind Yang Ji, there was a commotion among the ghosts. The densely packed evil ghosts retreated to both sides. At the end of Yang Ji's field of vision, a huge evil ghost suddenly appeared.
Compared with other evil ghosts, its body is extremely tall, standing out among the ghosts like a chicken. Its blue-black steel-like arms seem to be full of infinite power.
The two huge blue-black curved horns on its head show its unique identity:
——The Ghost King!
The king of ghosts in the whole world!
In this world of scriptures and paintings, only by defeating all evil ghosts can we challenge the king of ghosts.
However, when he heard this ghost king speak, Yang Ji felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
"What's going on? This ghost king can actually talk? Am I too fussy, or am I too ignorant, as is the intermediate level of energy and blood transfer technique?"
Yang Ji frowned, feeling doubtful in his heart.
When it comes to intermediate and advanced martial arts skills, Yang Ji is still new to this aspect and has no experience to draw from. Therefore, he is not sure whether he is overthinking it or whether the intermediate martial arts skills are so mysterious.
But the next moment, Yang Ji immediately knew that he was overthinking——
"——Who broke into my underground palace?"
The loud voice resounded throughout the world, and under Yang Ji's gaze, the huge king of ghosts buzzed. His eyelids suddenly opened, and a bright light shone from under his eyelids. There was a strong, evil aura.
Soaring over the sky and covering the earth, it shot out.
"Buzz!"
A huge Qi machine was locked on his body, and Yang Ji immediately felt a huge intraocular pressure. Looking at those extremely sinister eyes, full of endless destruction and destruction, Yang Ji's mind was buzzing.
Shocked. I understood immediately.
To be continued...