Chapter two hundred and twenty sixth straight to the nest
"Those powers were sealed in that boulder, and I sunk it a hundred miles below.*, how could a small sect disciple like him find it, and how could I possibly be able to use this kind of power?"
The Skeleton Ghost King sat on the throne and thought secretly. He was turning over and over in his mind. The biggest doubt was still this. Although some powers are powerful, not everyone can use them.
Otherwise, how could those powerful Confucian energy find a small disciple of the sect? It had already mastered it hundreds of years ago.
"What on earth is going on? What on earth is going on?..."
The Skeleton Ghost King's heart was filled with confusion, and he couldn't figure it out. There were too many weird things in it. The boulder was hidden in a very deep place, and no breath was found at all. How did he know?
What is its plan for the seal of the boulder?
"Forget it! After I recover, I will find an opportunity to sneak attack on their Iron Crown sect and kill him without leaving any trace behind. It would be best to kill this kid as well, so that I can relieve the hatred in my heart."
The Skeleton Ghost King waved his hand, a flash of murderous intent flashed across his eyes, and he slowly closed his eyes. Sigh! Taking a breath, the endless Yin Qi from all directions boiled, condensed into substance, and gathered together.
Now that the formation is in operation, the entire Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge is filled with Yin Qi, and even the sun cannot shine in. The closer to the ground, the heavier the Yin Qi, turbid Qi, Corpse Qi, and Death Qi are.
This bronze underground palace is located deep in the earth. Taking a breath here will restore your strength much faster than on the ground.
"Crash!"
At this moment, the sound of rushing water suddenly reached his ears. The sound was not loud, but the Skeleton Ghost King was shocked as if he heard it.
"Someone!"
Murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the Skeleton Ghost King. He was very familiar with this sound. There was a guarding underworld outside the underground palace, and this was the sound that was made when someone walked through the underworld.
"You brat, how dare you chase me here!"
A look of anger flashed across the face of the Skeleton Ghost King. At this time, the only one who could catch up here was Yang Ji. The Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge was full of dangers, and there were deadly waterways everywhere. The Skeleton Ghost King never expected that Yang Ji would actually take the risk and forcibly
Break into your own lair.
"Da da!"
It was too late, but then it was faster. A crisp sound of footsteps sounded from outside the hall. The footsteps were very fast at first, but then they became slower and slower.
"Skeleton Ghost King, I thought you had escaped somewhere. It turns out that after running around, you escaped back to your lair. You didn't think you could get rid of me by running here, right?"
At the exit connecting the hall and the corridor, Yang Ji inserted a hairpin into his head and slowly stepped in with his clothes fluttering.
The will-o'-the-wisp in the hall emitted a faint light. When it hit his body, it reflected a layer of pale glistening light.
"Kid, you will pay the price for your arrogance."
Across mountains of swords, soldiers, materials, and mineral deposits, the Skeleton Ghost King glared at Yang Ji fiercely, with an expression on his face that he wanted to eat him.
"snort!"
Yang Ji snorted slightly, and his expression suddenly turned cold:
"You diverted trouble to the east, and with ulterior motives, you brought evil spirits, yakshas, and rakshasas from the underworld to Langya County. You don't think that no one can cure you if you do such a disaster, right?"
"I'm telling you, you can't escape anywhere in heaven or on earth! No matter where you escape, I want you to die!"
Yang Jihan said with murderous intent in his eyes.
Langya County is the place where he was born, and there are many people he cares about. The Skeleton Ghost King diverted the trouble to the east, and thousands of underworld creatures washed over. Liang Bo, Lu Ling, Shi Shi, Wang Xian..., these myself
How can people who care and care about themselves still have lives?
Apart from anything else, Yang Ji couldn't spare it just because of this.
"Hahaha……"
The Skeleton Ghost King laughed angrily, hoarsely. It was worse than crying, and it made the top of the hall buzz and tremble. It had been running through the whole area, even the Tianyin Sect, and even the evil god from Tianwaitian dared to plot, but now it was controlled by a small sect disciple
How can I stand the threat?
"There is a road to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no door to hell but you have to come. Kid, I will make you pay for your arrogance!"
The Skeleton Ghost King suddenly slapped hard on the armrest of the throne, boom! With a loud noise, the whole palace was filled with sword mountain, sword mountain, halberd mountain, gem mountain, mineral mountain... they all flew up and crashed into Yang Ji.
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"Kit, die!"
The Skeleton Ghost King screamed loudly, then turned into a sharp arrow and rushed into the mountains of swords, swords, halberds and mineral deposits flying in the sky, and attacked Yang Ji:
"Hundred Ghosts Nightwalk**!"
There were bursts of light and shadow in the void, hundreds of ghosts were howling, and the entire bronze underground palace was like an endless hell. Endless ghost soldiers, ghost soldiers, ghost beasts, and ghost generals were howling, dying, and blasting towards Yang Ji together with the skeleton ghost king.
"Well done!"
Yang Ji was not afraid of the Skeleton Ghost King's shocking attack. Yang Ji's knives, spears, swords, halberds and armors all over the sky were reflected in his dark pupils. Yang Ji roared loudly and suddenly rushed into the sky like a cannonball.
Densely packed with weapons and a torrent of mineral deposits.
"Nine swords in one!"
Boom! Nine rays of white blazing rainbow light that were more dazzling than the sun shot out from behind Yang Ji. The sword lights intertwined and rotated rapidly, turning into a huge sword energy cone, firmly protecting Yang Ji in the middle, and then fiercely
Shoot towards the Skeleton Ghost King behind Knife Mountain, Sword Mountain and Ji Mountain.
"Boom!"
Unparalleled light burst out from Yang Ji's body, and a human sun seemed to rise in the underground world. Yang Ji's human swords merged into one, instantly piercing through many obstacles, and appeared in front of the Skeleton Ghost King.
"The Wrath of the Overlord!"
Yang Ji gathered all the awe-inspiring energy in his body, like a glowing ball of light, and violently collided with the Skeleton Ghost King.
Boom boom boom!
In a short period of time, sword energy, evil power, flying halberds, iron fists... collided violently. The awe-inspiring energy of heaven and earth collided violently with the power of evil spirits.
The entire underground palace hall turned into a dangerous storm zone.
"Buzz!"
A stream of evil power is continuously extracted to supplement the strength of the Skeleton Ghost King. The evil spirit relic on the head of the Skeleton Ghost King was originally as black as ink, but now it is getting grayer and grayer, and it is white through the gray.
In a short period of time, a lot of the evil power in the evil spirit relics was consumed. The Skeleton Ghost King was frightened and angry, and tried his best to be unable to do anything to Yang Ji.
Ancient Confucianism is in harmony with the righteous way of heaven and earth, and the aura of awe-inspiringness cultivated by it is extremely righteous and powerful. It can make all evils easy. A single breath of evil power cannot withstand the aura of awe-inspiring heaven and earth.
If it hadn't contained some miscellaneous divine power fluctuations, the Skeleton Ghost King would have been defeated long ago.
"Damn, damn, damn!..."
The Skeleton Ghost King could not defeat Yang Ji for a long time. He was upset and angry and cursed in his heart.
"Little Holy Word Technique!"
Yang Ji suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed. A beam of milky white light passed through the ground and landed accurately on the Skeleton Ghost King.
"ah!--"
With a shrill scream, the Skeleton Ghost King was hit by this milky-white light beam. Black smoke scattered all over his body, his muscles were sizzling and burning, and he almost fell from the sky after being penetrated by the light beam.
"boom!"
Under the stimulation of pain, the Skeleton Ghost King suspended in the void and suddenly burst out with a super-level storm of evil power. After forcibly knocking Yang Ji away, he suddenly turned into a black rainbow and fled into the corridor at the entrance of the hall:
"Boy, do you have the ability to come with me? I will fight you to the death!——"
Black smoke billowed and disappeared in the tunnel of the underground palace in an instant.
This turn of events was beyond Yang Ji's expectation. After being stunned for a moment, Yang Ji sneered:
"If you don't dare, just come. I'm afraid you won't make it!"
boom!
With a move of his feet, Yang Ji flew out. His mind was full of thoughts. In just the blink of an eye, he had already thought through the plan of the Skeleton Ghost King.
"Huh, you want to lead me to a place where there are hell springs and dead bodies. I can take advantage of the situation. My abacus is pretty good. Unfortunately, things are not what they used to be. It's useless to think about your abacus."
Yang Ji lowered his head and glanced at the jade-like pen of benevolence and righteousness in his arms, and sneered in his heart. Before getting the pen of benevolence and righteousness, he really had to think about it. After all, if he was touched by the water of the underworld, I'm afraid
It will pollute the foundation.
But with these Confucian magic weapons, one good thing can overcome all evils, and neither the underworld nor the yaksha can threaten you.
"There was one with the elders, one at the altar in the north of Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge, and one in the underground palace, a total of three battles. In the last battle like this, the evil spirit relic above the head will be exhausted and turned into nothing!
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Yang Ji secretly planned in his heart, his eyes flashed with wisdom. Whoosh! His body swayed, and electricity shot out from the dark tunnel underground.
As soon as I arrived outside the underground palace, I heard the voice of the Skeleton Ghost King:
"Kid, take one of my moves!"
"Crash!"
There was a loud splash, and there was a fishy smell in the darkness. The smell of decay rushed in, which contained a strong power of darkness, evil, death, and corrosion.
"Yellow spring water!"
Yang Ji's face changed slightly and he immediately understood what was going on.
The Skeleton Ghost King was born as a spirit, and was originally a corpse under the Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge. It is connected with the air of death and is not afraid of the poisonous yellow spring water at all. Even if it soaks in it, there will be no problem.
It had obviously calculated the time when it would come out, lurking in the underworld, and took the opportunity to use the underworld's underworld water to pollute its blood and energy foundation.
"Dominate Panwei!"
Yang Ji took a step back, and the blood furnace exploded with a brilliant light. In the underground world, a white dragon turtle composed of awe-inspiring energy appeared at the entrance of the underground palace, and sat Yang Ji in a cross-legged position.
Zizzi!
Yellow spring water was poured onto the white dragon turtle, making a sizzling sound and immediately evaporating into hot steam. The color of the white dragon turtle quickly blurred and changed color.
"The fairy rainbow penetrates the sun!"
"Nine swords in one!"
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Intense white light shot out from Yang Ji's body, and the light from the nine flying swords was more dazzling and dazzling than a comet.
The burning sword energy penetrated the water curtain like a white rainbow and shot toward the skeleton ghost king behind the huge waves.
"Crash!"
There was a splash in the darkness, and the Skeleton Ghost King rushed out of the water, his breath disappearing quickly.
"Run so fast!"
A sharp light flashed between Yang Ji's brows. The Skeleton Ghost King seemed to have learned his lesson, and immediately ran away after failing to succeed with one strike.
"Run away, I'll see where you go."
Yang Jiji got off the boat and flew away with the soles of his feet. His spirit expanded, firmly locked on the Skeleton Ghost King, and followed him.
"Roar!"
The beast roared, and a black-skinned Rakshasa with a fourth-level martial arts level, full of ferocious eyes, suddenly rushed out from the crisscrossing underground waterways of the underworld and pounced on Yang Ji.
"Whoosh!"
Yang Ji raised his sword, and the black skin that was said to be invulnerable only slightly hindered it, like melting ice cream, split into two with a sizzling sound, and transformed into Yang Ji's sword energy.
——The bloodthirsty sword combined with the aura of awe-inspiring power can do astonishing damage to dark creatures!
"Do you want to use these evil spirits, yakshas, and rakshasas to consume my strength? It's a good idea, but it's just not practical."
Yang Ji's eyes flashed brightly and he chased after him like a shuttle.
"Roar!--"
In the darkness, one after another, evil spirits, yakshas, and rakshasas rushed forward and followed, rushing towards the underworld like lightning. One, two, and three followed all the way. They were so densely packed that Yang Ji didn’t know how many he killed.
biology.
The aura of awe-inspiring energy in his body was consumed rapidly, but Yang Ji didn't care. The Skeleton Ghost King's mistake was that he thought he could deal with these fish, but he didn't know that he had a powerful Confucian treasure, which contained enough energy to make Yang Ji chase after him.
Kill the Skeleton Ghost King dozens of times.
"Little Holy Word Technique!"
The energy in his body was exhausted before his eyes. Yang Ji did not hesitate. With a thought, a white ray of light fell from the sky to replenish the energy in his body.
"You can't run away!"
In his arms, the pen of benevolence and righteousness emitted bursts of white light. Yang Ji's eyes flashed and he pursued it reluctantly.
"You know what can't be done, but do it; you know you can do it, but don't do it." Solving this crisis is the prerequisite for being recognized by the pen of benevolence and righteousness.
While chasing the Skeleton Ghost King, Yang Ji could clearly feel the heart of this Confucian treasure. Its heart and his own were one and the same. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
