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Chapter 219 Yang Ji's decision

"Skeleton Ghost King!"

A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind, and he raised his head. Shadows shrouded the depths of the sky. The shadows that were originally limited to Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge expanded to the top of everyone's heads at some point, and were spreading outwards at a speed visible to the naked eye.$(

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The temperature dropped at some point. Although he couldn't see anything, Yang Ji could feel the huge, invisible power in the void moving faster and faster.

It is this power that is deepening the turbid air between heaven and earth.

"What do you hear that sound is?"

Elder Qiu held the crane's back with one hand and said suddenly, with a look of surprise and uncertainty.

Before the voice fell, everyone soon heard the voice that Elder Qiu said. It was not very clear at first, but then it became louder and louder.

Hua la la, that is the sound of the river.

Everyone's eyelids twitched and their expressions changed. An uneasy atmosphere spread in the void. Wanfenling is a cemetery, and there cannot be any river here.

But the rushing sound that everyone heard was indeed the sound of river water. And it was not just any ordinary small river or river.

Accompanying the river water this time was an extra strange and unsettling smell.

"Yellow Spring..."

Yang Ji thought of the underworld he saw outside the Skeleton Ghost King's underground palace, and his heart suddenly sank. The underworld is an extremely poisonous thing, and the smell of the air is exactly the same as that of the underworld. Could it be that...

Yang Ji's heart sank and he didn't think about it any further.

"Let's go, it's not safe here anymore. Everyone should leave as soon as possible!"

Elder Xing suddenly slapped the crane on the back and quickly flew away.

Yang Ji hesitated for a moment, then followed him with the crane. A few miles later, Yang Ji turned around and saw only the edge of Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge. Thousands of streams of turbid yellow water flowed out...

What a hell!

"Roar!--"

In just one cup of tea, the sky shook and the earth shook, and all the beasts roared. When everyone looked back, they saw the mist surging and boiling in the Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge.

Bang, the light flashed, and a huge black shadow jumped out of the mist. With black skin, disheveled hair, fierce eyes and an unusually tall body, this monster that looked like a human but not a human contained powerful power.

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It stood high on the ground, its eyes looking far away in the direction of everyone. Whoosh! It opened its mouth, and the green and black monster that looked like a human but not a human suddenly spit out a long bright red tongue. When the tongue came out, it was actually a foot long.

, and the tip of the tongue is actually forked, like a fork.

"Rakshasa!!"

Elder Zhang's whole body was shaken, and he couldn't help but let out a low cry, his eyes showing deep shock.

"Impossible, how can these creatures pass through the space barrier?"

The other elders were also stunned and couldn't believe what they were seeing.

"Elder, what's going on? Rakshasa is also from the underworld. Is there anything special about it?"

Yang Ji couldn't help but said.

"Yang Ji, you don't know. Green-skinned Rakshasa is a higher-level creature in the underworld. It has great energy, and its level is far higher than that of evil ghosts and yakshas."

Elder Zhang’s eyelids jumped:

"If compared with warriors, in terms of strength, they are almost comparable to the warriors of Little Zhou Tian who are at the fifth level of martial arts. The most special thing is that the layer of skin on their surface is very hard and can block flying swords."

"ah!"

Yang Ji blurted out and whispered, and looked at the Rakshasa that looked like a human but not a human again. The feeling was completely different. An inhuman alien, no matter how strong it was, it was not impossible to deal with it as long as it was proficient in combat skills.

But if you add a layer of invulnerable copper skin, it's completely different.

Swords are one of the important means of a warrior. If the skin of this Rakshasa can withstand flying swords, then it may be difficult for warriors of the same level to defeat it even if they are proficient in martial arts.

This is the opponent that warriors fear most and least want to encounter when they venture out.

"The power of Rakshasa is infinite, and the energy level is extremely high, which makes it encounter huge resistance when traveling through time and space. It cannot cross some gaps that ordinary evil spirits can pass through. Therefore, except for the underworld, Rakshasa is generally

Rarely seen elsewhere."

Elder Zhang did not say any more, and his eyes showed deep worry. A Rakshasa that should not have appeared suddenly appeared in Wanfenling. This was a signal, and the meaning behind it was deeply disturbing.

A sect disciple can easily kill an evil ghost, but when meeting a Rakshasa, he will be killed almost immediately.

There is no worse news than this.

"Buzz!"

The mist was boiling, and amidst the banging sound, a black shadow flashed, and another powerful Rakshasa walked out of the mist, appearing next to the first Rakshasa, then the second one, and the third one...

Looking down from the sky, hundreds of Rakshasa appeared on the edge of Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge, and between them were densely packed evil ghosts, mutated evil ghosts, Yakshas, ​​mutated Yakshas... And deep in the fog of Ten Thousand Graves, gray

The fog is surging, and I don't know how many underworld creatures are coming here.

The wind howled in the sky, five cranes were hovering in the sky, waving their wings up and down, the atmosphere was frozen, and no one was speechless.

"Let's go, there's nothing we can do."

"Now there is really no hope at all."

"With so many high-level underworld creatures, even the imperial court may not be able to deal with them."

"Originally, we were planning to evacuate to the south of Langya County. Now it seems that we may have to evacuate further."

"With so many underworld creatures, Langya County is doomed."

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Everyone's hearts are heavy, as if they are pressing down on a mountain. If everyone thought before that this crisis was within control and could be overcome with the power of the imperial court, then now, even the most optimistic people have lost confidence.

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"I'm afraid Langya County is coming to an end as well."

Yang Ji was depressed and felt that it was even difficult to breathe. No one expected that things would develop to this point. The Skeleton Ghost King not only summoned a large number of evil ghosts from the underworld, but it seemed that even higher-level Rakshasa summoned

A lot.

Yang Xuanlan was in charge of Langya County, with a huge imperial army and thick city walls. However, Yang Ji did not think that Yang Xuanlan could resist this large army.

If Langya County is like this, Pingchuan City and Jin'an City may be even more in danger.

Yang Ji could already foresee a potential massacre.

"We must find a way to stop it."

Yang Ji lowered his head, a worried thought flashed across his eyebrows. Everyone has people and things they care about.

If this danger spreads, no one can avoid it. This does not mean that you can just run away.

"Crack!"

The wings vibrated, one step after another, setting off waves of turbulent airflow and strong winds, and the elders slapped the crane they stepped on and flew down quickly.

Everyone felt huge pressure in their hearts. The Skeleton Ghost King has the ability to fly into the sky and escape from the earth. No one knows when he will fly down below.

"call!"

The crane flapped its wings and flew further and further away in the strong wind. The Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge behind it quickly turned into a small dot.

"Are you really going to leave like this?"

Yang Ji lowered his head and glanced back, feeling that heaven and man were at war in his heart. The elders had decided to withdraw. The brothers of the Iron Crown Sect were completely powerless to stop this scene.

In the entire northwest of Langya County, it seems that no force can stop this underworld catastrophe. And within three days at most, these underworld creatures will appear in large numbers under Langya City.

Yang Ji thought of the scattered villages he saw on the road when he returned to Tieguan Mountain, as well as the villages around Langya County.

By then, these villages, villages..., I am afraid they will fall apart and corpses will be scattered everywhere. And Liang Bo, Lu Ling, Shen Tong and others may not be spared either.

"call!"

The wind howled and blew past his temples. Yang Ji's black hair immediately fluttered in the wind, undulating and stirring. He could have flown directly to Pingchuan City to notify Uncle Liang and the others to leave. But other innocent ordinary people should what to do?

If he were thousands of miles away or didn't know anything about it, Yang Ji could be indifferent.

But this crisis is happening right under his nose, how can he remain indifferent? After all, at this moment, he seems to be the only one who has the ability to do something and stop this.

Elder Zhang and the others were all injured. If he didn't do anything, what would be the difference between him and the other Yang family members who stood by and laughed at him coldly?

What is the difference between those who bully Yang Erniu and those who bully me?

The crane flew farther and farther, and the Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge became smaller and smaller. Yang Ji sat in the air. Heaven and man were at war in his heart. Finally——

"Elder! You go back first. I want to go back."

Yang Ji struggled and said.

"What!"

As soon as Yang Ji said this, the cranes in front stopped suddenly, and everyone was startled.

"Yang Ji, are you crazy?!"

Elder Zhang turned his head and roared. Although Yang Ji didn't say to go back and see, all fools knew it. The other elders looked at Yang Ji with shocked faces, too frightened.

"Elder, there is something I didn't tell you. I saw a sand table of the Skeleton Ghost King in his underground palace. There were five altars on it. As long as I find a way to sneak over and destroy his altar, maybe the Skeleton Ghost King's Plans can fail.”

Yang Ji calmed down at this time.

"So what if you have seen his sandbox? Can you beat the current Skeleton Ghost King? Not to mention, the Skeleton Ghost King has invited so many helpers for this operation. How important is the altar? How could he let you destroy it casually? "

Elder Xing also said with a serious face. He was simply frightened by Yang Ji. He only rushed to the Iron Crown Sect and did not expect that Yang Ji would come up with such a crazy idea later:

"We can all defeat him together. Do you think you can defeat him on your own?"

"You, Elder Xing, are right. Yang Ji should quickly give up this crazy idea. Ten Thousand Graves Ridge is now full of evil spirits, yakshas, ​​and rakshasas, and there is also a large amount of underworld energy to suppress blood energy. Don't say it's you, even if it's you. Even if I were in full strength, I would not dare to enter easily. Let alone now that I have lost most of my strength."

Elder Qiu also advised.

"Elder, Langya County is the place where the disciple was born. If the Skeleton Ghost King succeeds, I don't know how many underworld creatures will be led into this world by it. A man should do something and not do something. No matter whether it succeeds or not, this matter will always be done. Someone needs to give it a try. But now, only disciples can do it."

When Yang Ji said this, the thoughts in his mind became clearer and clearer, and his expression became more and more determined.

Yang Ji suddenly thought of the Confucian stone under Wanfenling. A man does what he wants and what he doesn't do. He is a disciple of Confucianism. If he is timid in doing things and ignores this matter, how can he revive it? Literary lineage.

"Buzz!"

These thoughts passed through his mind, and suddenly a strange feeling came to his heart. There was a buzzing sound, and across the void, Yang Ji suddenly felt the Confucian boulder under Wanfenling again.

"This is?"

Yang Ji was startled, and actually felt a strong call. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!


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