A burst of rolling thunder surged from the depths of the sky. Yang Ji stopped and watched. He saw dark clouds rolling above his head, like a python stirring, and the aura of death in the air was obviously weakened.
"That's right. The place that Senior Brother Song mentioned must be here."
Yang Ji looked at the sky, his eyes shining with wisdom.
The death energy in the underworld will only increase, not decrease. In this situation, it is obvious that someone has opened the space channel, allowing the breath of the underworld to rush out, and at the same time, the energy of another world has entered the underworld, diluting the breath here.
Whoosh!
Yang Ji's body swayed and he rushed away.
The further we moved forward, the more and more creatures from the underworld appeared around us. On the endless dark land, waves of evil ghosts and yakshas surged away in an army of Rakshasa, and none of them cared about Yang Ji, a human being.
At this moment, the temptation of another thing seemed to completely surpass the attraction of human flesh and blood.
Yang Ji followed these underworld legions forward. About ten miles later, a huge rumbling sound came from the front. Yang Ji looked from a distance and saw a slender white light beam that stretched across the sky and the earth.
At the top of the white light pillar, circles of thick dark clouds vibrated like ripples, while below the earth, countless underworld creatures rushed into the white light pillar like black dots the size of sesame seeds, and then rushed towards another world outside the underworld.
.
"This should be the space-time channel that Senior Brother Song mentioned."
Yang Ji looked into the distance, and some thoughts vaguely flashed through his mind, but before he could think clearly, they disappeared. He looked away, and when his sight passed under the white light beam, Yang Ji was suddenly shocked.
Under the white light beam, there was a high and vast area, like a huge pot lid upside down on the ground. Yang Ji always thought it was a high and raised mountain in the underworld.
Now if we look carefully, we can see that there is some kind of mountain in the underworld. It is clearly densely packed with countless underworld creatures like ants.
The vast underworld creatures stacked up like Arhats, one on the other's shoulders and backs. They kept stacking up, and finally formed the so-called "mountain of the underworld" in Yang Ji's eyes.
"His!"
Yang Ji was shocked and couldn't help but gasped: "How come there are so many underworld creatures!"
The vicinity of a time and space channel will definitely attract many underworld creatures. Yang Ji has long been prepared for this. But the scene in the distance is simply beyond people's imagination.
In such a huge area, densely packed, there are more than one hundred thousand underworld creatures in it. There are at least seven or eight million in number. Plus the underworld creatures that are constantly gathering from all directions like streams flowing into the sea, there are at least one million
number.
If Senior Brother Song is right, the space-time channel is connected to Langya County, Yang Ji simply can't imagine the consequences.
"Who opened this channel?"
Yang Ji's mind was buzzing and shaking. Just looking at the scene in front of him, it was even more powerful than the Skeleton Ghost King's work. At least, the Skeleton Ghost King had not summoned so many underworld creatures into the Han Dynasty for such a long time.
"This is definitely not something ordinary people can do!"
Yang Ji clenched his fists fiercely.
Langya County already has a large number of underworld creatures introduced by the Skeleton Ghost King. If nearly a million of these evil spirits, yakshas, and rakshasas are allowed to enter Langya County again, the consequences will be unimaginable.
In the end, it will definitely not only be Langya County that will be affected, but other nearby counties will also be affected. I am afraid that the entire eastern border will turn into a hell on earth.
"Who on earth has such a vicious heart?"
Yang Ji's mind was filled with thoughts. He was almost certain that Song Ziqi was eager to save Wang Zhiyong and must not be aware of the situation here. Otherwise, it would be impossible to be so calm.
In order to realize their own plans, these forces behind the scenes dare to turn millions of ordinary people into cannon fodder and pawns. Their vicious hearts and ruthless methods are simply outrageous!
For the first time, Yang Ji felt a deep murderous intention in his heart.
Yang Ji once read a miscellaneous history book. The book said that gods "see all things like dumb dogs and all living things like chess pieces." These people completely regard themselves as gods and creator-like existences.
Just like the eldest lady of the Yang family and Butler Zhou. These people are the beings that Yang Ji hates the most.
"There are things a gentleman does and things he doesn't do...but one day, I will kill all of you!"
Yang Ji thought of the two evil "Martial Spirit Talisman" he got after destroying the Netherworld Array, and clenched his fists fiercely. Whether it was the people behind the Skeleton Ghost King or the people who opened this time and space channel, they were all superior.
, a being so powerful that Yang Ji needs to look up to him.
Yang Ji knew deeply that before this, he could do nothing. He could only bury his talents silently, accumulate strength, do not attract the attention of these people, and wait for his own strength.
"I can't wait any longer for three days. I don't know what's going on in Langya County now. I must return to Langya County as soon as possible through this passage!"
Yang Ji looked into the distance, a bright light flashing across his dark pupils.
There are many dangers in crossing the passage and returning to the Han Dynasty. Fortunately, Yang Ji's purpose is not to fight against the nearly one million underworld legions, but only to return to Langya County of the Han Dynasty.
So what Yang Ji has to do is pass here as quickly as possible!
But even so, Yang Ji faced a big challenge.
"Buzz!"
Yang Ji stood still, his eyes flashing with light, and everything in the distance was constantly projected into his mind. Yang Ji's huge mental power was rapidly consumed, and he began to make complicated calculations again, trying to find the fastest and shortest shortcut.
"There are too many underworld creatures here. With my ability, I can only calculate part of the area at a time. It is impossible to project all the underworld legions here and calculate them. I can only take one step at a time and adapt to changes."
"There are too many evil ghosts, yakshas, and rakshasas, and you must not stop halfway. Once you stop, you will be dragged into these ocean-like creatures of the underworld and completely trapped in them. Therefore, you only have one chance. Once nothing can be done, you will
You must make a decisive decision and exit immediately."
"The Confucian aura of awe is too pure, so it cannot be used before entering the passage. Otherwise, the smell will quickly attract a large number of underworld creatures to attack in groups, and you will quickly fall into a disadvantageous position."
…
Yang Ji's mind was racing, and he nervously went through all the things that needed attention. This was not a martial arts drill in a sect. Once it failed, there would be many dangers.
"His!"
Yang Ji closed his eyes, raised his head to the sky and took a deep breath. After a moment, his eyes suddenly opened, and boom! Like a cannonball, Yang Ji soared into the sky, turning into a faint light and shadow in the mid-air, shooting fiercely.
And out.
After about a few feet, the aura of Yang Ji's whole body changed. The original masculine aura disappeared and was replaced by a faint, cold aura.
This is the scent of Xiao Ah Bi Gong.
In the underworld, this is Yang Ji's best way to cover up his aura and reduce attraction.
"call!--"
The wind howled in my ears, and hundreds of feet passed by in a flash. Ahead, as I got closer to the time and space channel, the ever-present attraction seemed to diminish a lot, and some underworld creatures began to notice Yang Ji.
"Roar!--"
In the field of vision, the sky was dark and the earth was dark. The earth was shaking. A black-skinned Rakshasa who was as tall as a person seemed to feel something and suddenly turned his head. His gloomy eyes looked at Yang Ji like lightning, with a ferocious expression.
"Whoosh!"
Yang Ji stepped forward, and just before the black-skinned Rakshasa was about to attack, he slashed with his long sword, and a head flew high into the sky. Bang! He stepped heavily under his feet, and with the help of this step, Yang Ji flew past,
Looking back is already a hundred feet away.
"Ouch!——"
"Ouch!——"
Two more underworld creatures smelled Yang Ji's breath, their eyes twitched, they suddenly turned their heads and roared. They jumped fiercely and flew towards them like two cannonballs.
"The Immortal carries his sword!"
Two blazing sword energy that was more dazzling than the sun jumped out from Yang Ji's back, shook the void, and instantly passed through the void, piercing between the two ribs of the two Yaksha and Rakshasa, and accurately penetrated the heart in the chest.
Bang bang!
Yang Ji had already swept away a hundred feet, and the two underworld creatures fell to the ground like wooden piles, dead.
One head, two heads, three heads...
Yang Ji made rapid calculations in his mind, constantly choosing his own path forward in order to move forward the fastest and encounter the least resistance in the future.
Behind him, the underworld creatures fell one after another.
More and more evil ghosts, yakshas, and rakshasas smelled Yang Ji's sword energy remaining in the air, but by the time a group of evil ghosts, yakshas, and rakshasas that smelled the smell rushed towards him, Yang Ji had already gone away.
Many underworld creatures gathered together and chased after Yang Ji. But in terms of speed, none of these underworld creatures could catch up with Yang Ji.
Instead of getting closer, the distance is getting farther and farther.
More than ten miles passed by in a flash, and there were more and more underworld creatures in front of him, but Yang Ji did not stop for a moment. Behind him, there was a long bloody road.
Although there are many evil spirits, yakshas, and rakshasas, none of them can be Yang Ji's opponent in a single fight, let alone threaten him. This is the biggest reason why Yang Ji chose this risky move.
——It seems dangerous, but it has a high probability of success.
Twenty miles, thirty miles..., the distance to the "big mountain" in the underworld is getting closer and closer. Yang Ji can also feel the familiar aura of the Han Dynasty, and the vitality in the void is getting stronger and stronger.
"Boom!"
Yang Ji suddenly slashed down with his sword. Amidst the screams, seven or eight underworld creatures flew high into the sky, and their stumps and broken arms were scattered everywhere. Yang Ji's blood energy rolled up, and he smeared some liquid on his clothes, weakening the body further.
The human scent on the body.
"boom!--"
About a stick of incense later, there was a bang, and a wave of earth-shattering sound suddenly came from the distance. Only when you reach the foot of this mountain composed of countless evil ghosts, yakshas, and rakshasas from the underworld can you feel the magnitude of the impact.
Dozens of millions of evil spirits, yakshas, rakshasas, and all kinds of mutant creatures screamed, roared, and roared together, making the heaven and earth shake with such shouts.
"There are still forty feet..."
Yang Ji's heart was pounding, and his eyes were completely focused on the front. As far as his field of vision, there were all densely packed and stacked evil ghosts, yakshas, and rakshasas. It was completely impossible to tell who was who, and he could only see one by one.
The head looks like a flower bud growing on a vine.
"Thirty feet..."
Yang Ji's breathing became rapid, and thousands and countless arms were dancing in his eyes, like a strong wind blowing through the sea of leaves.
Dozens of millions of underworld creatures make up this breathing, wriggling, living mountain!
"Whether you can successfully enter the passage depends on this time!"
The blood furnace in Yang Ji's body roared, and the deafening sound from all directions made it impossible to breathe.
The distance is getting closer and closer, and now Yang Ji has reached the foot of this mountain that is as dark as ink but thousands of feet high, like mountains reaching into the clouds. The faces of countless ferocious evil spirits, yakshas, and rakshasas are roaring in his eyes.
"At the last moment, fight!——"
When there was only ten feet left, Yang Ji roared suddenly, stepped down, and turned into a black shadow, flying high like a cannonball across the void.
At this moment, time seemed to have stopped!
"Boom!"
With an earth-shaking loud noise, Yang Ji jumped from a high altitude, and then fell heavily onto this huge mountain composed of countless evil ghosts, yakshas, and rakshasas... (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for more novels.