The thick earth mountains hanging in the air became more and more silvery, shining and shining, containing vast earth power, and the surrounding Yin Qi was quickly forced away.
The silver light washing around the hill and the dark brown earth surrounding the bottom of the mountain became more and more powerful. They intertwined with each other and formed a vague shape of a roiling python with a silver back and a black belly. It roared and rolled, and the earth on the ground suddenly turned over.
It surged twice as fast and rolled wildly into the hills.
On the other side, the Ghost King's court, which was sucking in Yin Qi, gradually became abnormal. There was a blue and silent Yin electricity covering the top of the palace, which was constantly falling. It was not an attack, but a temper. The Yin electricity fell like thunder like rain, causing the
The royal court bathed in it is stronger and cannot be damaged!
Zhu Jiu took a leisurely look into the palace. At this moment, the nine infants in the palace were still as they were when they were first detained. One of their heads was held by the white-bone demon general and three bronze ghosts each.
The hands of these four ghosts are blessed with mysterious power, and they are constantly flashing bone power symbols, which seem to form some kind of secret power connection with the entire royal palace, exuding boundless confining power, making Jiu Ying unable to resist.
The light and color on the ground of the entire hall rotated, formations flickered, and from time to time, secret power symbols were born one after another, and penetrated into Jiu Ying's four heads one after another.
What was different from when he first entered was that a mysterious bone power symbol appeared above Jiu Ying's smallest head, which seemed to grow naturally, forming a special restraint and control on Jiu Ying's soul.
This shows that Jiuying's sacrifice has made a breakthrough, and one of its heads has lost its ability to resist.
As soon as this symbol appeared, the big bronze hand gripping his neck immediately loosened its hold, and joined forces with the other ghost hand to imprison and refine another Jiu Ying evil head, bit by bit eroding Jiu Ying's resistance.
As for the land of bones outside the royal court, as the gathering Yin Qi gradually became thicker, it also made a "click" sound. The land of bones was expanding and growing. On the entire land, every bone became more solid and lifelike, and the evil energy also became stronger.
Gathering and spreading.
Both the Royal Court and Houtu Mountain are progressing smoothly, but it is a pity that this is just an ancient battlefield after all. The Yin Qi has gathered the day after tomorrow and is not abundant enough. After a while, the influx of Yin Qi will not be able to supply the growth rate of the Royal Palace, and it will gradually become thinner.
So the palace began to drift on its own, moving across this Yin-heavy land, swallowing the Yin energy everywhere.
The entire Yin Qi land was affected, and the Yin Qi became increasingly weak.
Zhu Jiu also planned to leave some Yin Qi to nourish the robe. He could not let the Ghost Palace swallow up all the Yin Qi, so he stretched out his hand and activated the Wangting Ghost Palace to bring back the scattered evil spirits to the Bone Land.
Later, the ghost palace was also taken back into the cave.
Turning around to look at the thick soil mountain, the hill is still pulling in massive soil power, starlight, and absorbing it, and the mountain is already showing signs of growing taller.
Zhu Jiu turned around and began to refine the robe. It had been consumed many times over the years, and the Yin power in the robe was in urgent need of replenishment.
This is not difficult, the surface of the robe shimmers with light, forming a strong suction force, and the Yin Qi pours in.
The robe absorbs Yin Qi very quickly. After a few moments, the surface will glow with a faint brilliance, moistening like water, and the Yin Qi stored in it will become abundant.
According to the steps of sacrificial refining, the next step is to fill the robe with yin ghosts, and refining the robe to a level where hundreds of ghosts can coexist. Unfortunately, this is not a naturally extremely yin place after all, and the fierce ghosts and evil spirits are bred in it.
It's so small that it can no longer be smelted.
Zhu Jiu reluctantly stopped and turned around to look around. There were high mountains and majestic peaks on both sides of this ancient battlefield, shaped like a valley, and the terrain was flat and hundreds of miles wide.
Zhu Jiu then walked around to check, hoping to capture a few Yin spirits and fill them into the robe.
Houtu Mountain always hangs above Zhu Jiu, following the movement, independently absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, and undergoing slow growth and transformation.
As expected, high-quality ghosts are rarely seen in this area. After traveling for more than a hundred miles, only two ghosts were captured. Both were of low quality and could not be cultivated. Zhu Jiu casually fed them to his own evil ghosts in the ghost country.
Already.
The other ghosts in this area are all wandering souls without grades and do not even have the ability to advance.
Zhu Jiu shook his head, and just as he was heading back, writing appeared on the Tianbang, prompting:
"There are cultivators coming from hundreds of miles away."
Zhu Jiu nodded, not caring, but put away the dazzling thick soil hill. The light of his robe flashed away, and his own mana was also hidden by one level, and only maintained at the fourth level.
When Zhu Jiu returned to the position at the mouth of the valley, he could already see the team of cultivators floating in the sky at the end of his sight.
It was a magnificent floating fleet. In the center was a bright and bright vehicle frame, which was more than ten meters in size.
The frame of the vehicle is dragged by two ferocious beasts in the shape of divine steeds whose bodies are boiling with flames. Half of the sky seems to be on fire while it is running, and it is full of power.
The body of the car itself is even more majestic, as if it were made of five-colored divine clouds. The whole body is blooming with brilliance, and the night it passes by is reflected like day, and it is so bright that it pierces the eyes.
Behind the carriage were a dozen guards covered in metal armor. They each drove two bronze chariots, pulled by horses with wings on their backs, and galloped rapidly.
The guards in the chariot were flaring with strength, and their lowest level was the third level of peak cultivation. Two of the commanders had even the fourth level of mid-level strength.
With this strength, he is willing to serve as a guard, which shows that the force to which the frame belongs is extraordinary.
In the five-color divine light that spread wildly on the central frame, a huge virtual image of a treasure seal appeared faintly. On it appeared the images of mountains, rivers, earth, vegetation, and all things, with a simple and noble atmosphere.
Zhu Jiu saw the form of the big seal and showed a thoughtful expression.
And in front of the entire team was a ferocious and ferocious bird with wings spread ten meters wide, clearing the way.
The bird that opened the way is called the Yin-Swallowing Demon Eagle. Its whole body is a dead gray color, with only its pointed beak being ink-colored.
This ferocious bird likes to eat all kinds of beasts alive. It is extremely ferocious. Every time it eats, it will tear the prey to bloody and bloody pieces, and only then will it pick up its favorite part and eat it.
Moreover, this vicious creature also has a magical ability, that is, its jet-black sharp mouth can imprison the soul of living creatures, so the creatures it swallows will be eaten by it both physically and spiritually.
This evil creature also has a hobby of catching evil spirits and imprisoning and devouring them. It is said that when it devours killing creatures or evil spirits as many as the feathers on its body, each of its feathers will manifest into a
Evil spirit images.
At that time, this ominous bird will undergo a magical evolution, and will be able to travel across the sea of stars, split the stars with force, and possess unparalleled ominous power.
Of course, these are all legends about this ferocious bird and may not be accurate.
This powerful team came rolling in, and within a moment they arrived above Zhu Jiu, hovering slowly, as if they sensed someone and wanted to inquire.
As soon as the carriage with the colorful light in the center stopped, the two flaming beasts pulling the carriage in front of the carriage stamped their hooves, and sparks rained down from the sky, splashing everywhere.
Zhu Jiu frowned, waved his hand to brush away the sputtering flames, and heard an old and cold woman's voice coming from the frame of the carriage above that was so dazzling that it was impossible to see through:
"Boy below, where are you from as a cultivator, and what are you doing? Do you know how the Yin Qi here has become so thin?" The tone was cold and hard, not a question, but more of an order to answer.
Zhu Jiu has recently been immersed in his own spiritual cultivation and enlightenment, and he is quite close to the world. He really has no thoughts of fighting. However, this means that others do not take the initiative to provoke him.
But at this moment, the powerful frame was slowly hovering above, and its questioning tone and slightly arrogant style made him foresee that trouble was coming.
Zhu Jiu thought for a moment, but showed no signs of confusion and answered:
"While passing through this place, I found that the yin energy here is very strong, so I came to capture the yin spirit. The yin energy was absorbed by a technique I practiced, and it will take some time to brew it again."
A soft hum came from the carriage shrouded in colorful light, seemingly dissatisfied with Zhu Jiu's absorption of Yin energy. The old female voice then sounded again, shouting:
"You are so bold, you actually made our trip in vain. My young lady will take all the ghosts you have caught. If you bring them up obediently, you can pay for your sins. If you dare to say no, hey, you don't have to leave.
Already."
Zhu Jiu sighed secretly, finally raised his head, looked at the central frame, and said slowly:
"Are all the royal forces in the Baoyin Empire so domineering? If you don't give it, they will kill people? Whatever I want, let your king come in person, and it also depends on whether I am in a good mood or not." Zhu Jiu said this slowly, with a tone of voice.
Peaceful, but with a kind of firmness and self-confidence that emerges from the ordinary, which no one can question.
"How brave! Seeking death! Kill your nine tribes!" Before Zhu Jiu could finish his words, more than ten soldiers serving as guards in the two chariots behind him started shouting and cursing.
One of the leader warriors standing in the front looked at the cold light and suddenly reached out his hand. Golden light and thunder appeared in his hand. He struck at Zhu Jiu very quickly and shouted: