Chapter 74 The Evil Spirit Devours the Two Door Gods
Seeing that people were panicking, Meng Kongting had no choice but to take action personally regardless of his own injuries. There were many secrets hidden in this man. Normally, he might be very interested in him, but now all he wanted was Huang Huang.
"The qi of yin and yang each follow their own place, the qi of yang is hail, and the qi of yin is sleet."
Confucianism changed the world with his articles, and the sky was filled with clouds and the temperature dropped sharply.
"The art of Confucianism and the method of hail are transformed into one qi."
The Confucian technique he used to deal with Shu Kui was used again, and Meng Kongting did not expect that one day he would use this technique to deal with a person in the spiritual realm.
Countless hailstones on the Jingshui River condensed into pieces of ice blades, flashing with cold light. Just one move had frozen the mountains within a ten-mile radius.
The ice blades came overwhelmingly, but just like the attacks of those living-spiritual painters, these ice blades began to melt and dissipate within ten feet of Jiang Gu.
"The Art of Moisturizing"
Naturally, Meng Kongting was not willing to give in. The spell he used changed again, and the ice blades that turned into raindrops re-condensed. This blow that gathered all the strength of Meng Kongting finally broke through the strange defense.
Jiang Yan also knew that the people in Tongbao Pavilion were dealing with him, but he had no time to care. The biggest crisis now came from the evil spirits in the water.
The evil spirit's hands kept trying to pull him into the water and swallow him. Jiang Yan knew that this evil spirit was so terrifying that once it was swallowed up, it might be doomed, so he used his last strength to fight against it. Even the little paper figures were behind him.
Dragging Jiang Yan to prevent him from entering the water.
In this tug-of-war, just when Jiang Yan was about to break free, a sword pierced his abdomen.
Jiang Yan lowered his head and saw that a water-shaped sword penetrated his abdomen, and all the little strength he had left drained from the wound.
I didn't feel any pain, my whole body was just numb, my eyelids became heavier and heavier, my consciousness became more and more blurry, and finally I fell to the ground and fell into Jingshui River.
Meng Kongting also breathed a sigh of relief when the strange power disappeared after Jiang Lu's death.
"You two go to the water and get the yellow rice back."
"yes"
As one of the two major Xuanling realms, he could be regarded as a moderate master in the Qing capital. Now he can only help Meng Kongting.
Jiang Yan's body sank involuntarily in Jingshui River, and the blood from his abdomen merged into the water.
After the two Xuanling Realm people jumped into the water, Meng Kongting waited anxiously by the water.
The originally calm water surface surged, and waves rose up one after another. The two Mysterious Spiritual Realm painters swam out of the water.
"How's it going? Did you get it?" Meng Kongting asked hurriedly.
The two people did not speak, and their bodies were still floating involuntarily. It was not until they were completely out of the water that Meng Kongting saw two fierce painting spirits appearing at the same time.
The painting spirits are two generals in military uniforms. One is holding a steel whip and his face is as black as carbon, while the other is holding a golden mace and stroking his long beard. Each painting spirit is holding a Xuanling realm painter who just entered the water.
It is none other than the evil spirit door god, Qin Qiong and Yu Chigong!
The water behind Qin Qiong and Yu Chigong seemed to be boiling, and the dead Jiang Yan resurfaced and stood on the water.
"How could you not be dead?"
Meng Kongting was very aware of the power of the thunderous strike just now. It was impossible for a spiritually enlightened painter to survive such an attack.
But soon Meng Kongting also noticed something strange. Jiang Yan standing in front of him now was completely different from before.
The eyes of Jiang Yan in front of him turned blood red, and there was an evil smile on the corner of his mouth. What he had never heard of was that Jiang Yan, who had only realized the spiritual realm before falling into the water, had now become a strong man in the Huiyang realm, and his whole body was covered with blood.
They all exude a chilling and sinister aura.
"Are you looking for me?"
Jiang Yan's voice was different from before. He clearly looked like a young man, but his voice was filled with vicissitudes of life and turbidity.
Not only Jiang Yan, but also the two painting spirits were equally evil. Meng Kongting, who had never felt fear before, was a little panicked at this moment.
"withdraw!"
The painters sent to support Tongbao Pavilion were about to flee when a tiger blocked their escape.
The fat tiger before was both mighty and cute, but now it has some black markings, and its fierceness has replaced the cuteness at first. It was originally a middle-grade painting and now it has become a wonderful painting.
The person who bumped into the fat tiger met a miserable end. He was bitten directly, and the sound of the bones being crushed made everyone stand on edge.
One person breathed a sigh of relief, was glad that he had chosen the right path, and ran as fast as he could.
However, the Hua Ling Wei Chi Gong, who had a face as black as coal, floated over and hit the head directly with a steel whip. When he left, he did not forget to take away his Yin power from the corpse.
More than a dozen people were slaughtered in just the blink of an eye. When had Meng Kongting ever seen such a scene? He didn't care about Huang Huang, so he turned into light and wanted to escape, but the painting spirit Qin Qiong flicked Meng Kongting's mace.
The body was directly shot down from mid-air.
"People in the Huiyang realm will definitely have a lot of Yin power after death. This is a tonic. How can it let you escape?"
Jiang Yan's voice floated into Meng Kongting's ears. Nearly three hundred years since he started practicing, Meng Kongting has never felt as scared as he does now, and even his Yangshen Dao heart is a little unstable.
After cleaning up all the people, the two gate gods and Fat Tiger surrounded Meng Kongting. Knowing that it was impossible for them to escape, they simply gave up and gave it a try.
"Although I don't know where you came from, it won't be that easy to kill me."
"It is Qi, which is the most powerful and strong. It is straight and harmless, and it is blocked between heaven and earth. It is Qi. It is matched with righteousness and Tao, and it is not discouraged."
Meng Kongting took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, and recited an article. All the fears, evil thoughts, and negative emotions were completely dispelled, and were replaced by the most upright and strong spiritual power.
After using this Confucian secret method, Meng Kongting's power briefly returned to its peak.
"The calendar of heaven is in your hands, please hold it, the secret world of Lingtai"
Compared with the light blue secret world of Lingtai before, the secret world at this moment was shrouded in a layer of flames. Both Qin Qiong and Yu Chigong felt oppressed by the flames.
"Are you going to fight for your life?" Jiang Yan said lightly.
Qin Qiong and Wei Chi Gong took action at the same time, attacking the vital point with all their moves. However, in this secret world of Lingtai, except for Meng Kongting himself, everyone would be suppressed, even the two great painting spirits.
Hua Ling Ru Ghost's speed has been slowed down a lot, and Fat Tiger's movements are also extremely difficult.
"The Art of Flame"
A raging fire ignited in the entire secret world of Lingtai. Water and fire did great harm to Hua Ling, but the black spiritual power outside Qin Qiong and Yuchi Gong blocked the flames, and even Fat Tiger was not harmed.
The black spiritual power and flames seemed to be incompatible with each other, and they kept making explosive sounds.
"The Art of Reform"
Golden spears fell like dense rain, and Qin Qiong and Yu Chigong actually had arms growing on their backs, wielding weapons in all four arms to seal the air.
"The Art of Wrong and Straight"
Fat Tiger took the initiative and was tied up by wooden stakes growing out of the void. He relied on the powerful Meng Kongting from the secret world of Confucianism to restrain the three painting spirits. However, his real target was the manipulator of everything.