Yan Wuwang held the ear and said to Su Jing: "Look at my hand holding one ear and it's shaking. Can I still hold the knife? Can I still help you fight?" As he said that, he loosened his hand and held it.
Throwing the ear to the ground, the sinful God did not accept such pickled things, and immediately a flame flowed out, incinerating the ear into smoke.
"Besides, I'm different from them." Yan Wuwan looked at the group of ghosts jumping around in the incense.
Yan Wuwang is not a born evil ghost, he is a human being. Those monsters born from evil thoughts do not look at reincarnation, but he envies the afterlife. Then Yan Wuwang changed the subject again: "I have learned your methods before, a master of righteousness.
, but he behaves shamelessly." It was not a nice thing to say, but his tone was relaxed, and he did not mean to blame or hold a grudge. He just said what came to his mind: "I didn't expect that you can speak 'nonsense' so well."
Su Dingding nodded: "Did you see it?"
Shi Sha A'er has followed Qian Xun to the Netherworld for hundreds of years. The time is not short, but after all, he is not a local aboriginal, and he has been leading troops in the past few decades. He has never dealt with Siyue Ghost King. He only knows that he is ferocious.
But I don’t know the specific difference; but the smiling kid is different. After Su Jing met him, he quickly understood clearly that the ghost king Siyue was powerful and had tens of thousands of fierce soldiers. Compared with the thin-clothed ghosts he had fought before, Xiaoxi saw it in Xiongchuan, right?
!
There is a huge difference in strength, and there is little hope of rescue. The future will be an extremely dangerous war. If morale is low, there will be no hope of success. Su Jing must really stir up the ferocity of the evil spirits under his command, and then enter the black prison.
Some encouragement.
What can I hate, and the fierce dragon crossing the river, are all lies. The words are confusing, and the kindness and power are given at the same time. Everything is just for the coming fierce battle.
Yan Wuwang has been refined to the present, and his body and cultivation have been taken away. However, at the same time, the cruelty and murderous intention that were infected by him due to practicing evil skills and being enlightened by evil Buddhas have also been purified, and his consciousness has returned.
Qingming lost his strength and murderous intention, and he became the "person" with outstanding talent and clear mind before he entered Taoism. With his clear eyes, he could see through Su Jing's thoughts.
Yan Wuwang asked again: "Don't worry too much about nonsense."
Su Jing understood what he was referring to and smiled: "Don't worry, the lies are just to arouse the viciousness and boost morale, but the words you said will still count. I will help you re-enter reincarnation after this matter is over."
Yan Wuwang didn't look relieved. On the contrary, his face was full of doubts in his eyes about whether Uncle Li Shan was a man of his word. He could have learned this clearly back then.
However, he didn't say anything more, perhaps because he felt that he was not qualified to question it anymore. Yan Wuwang simply said: "Thank you." He bowed to Su Jing again, turned around and walked back to the depths of Gangtian.
Over there, all the ghosts were rejoicing; on this side, he was the only one, sitting on the floor, looking at everything in front of him indifferently.
At this time, the leader of the Shasha monk soldiers came to Su Jing: "When the troops are ordered to go to war, my lord, try to choose a big scene. In a situation like 'the evil people are grinding', it is better to fall directly into a group of tigers than to swat flies one by one.
It will kill morale. Don’t worry about the sudden appearance of evil soldiers when they are powerful, they will go crazy.”
When Su Jing withdrew his mind from the black prison, Shiliu had already been charging with the dragon chariot for a long time - he left the isolated city and flew eastward before encountering the enemy.
It is no longer a thin-clothed flag, a blood-colored flag, and blood-colored armor. Those who fly in the sky use blood clouds as their rides, and those who walk on the ground use the rivers of blood as their vehicles. The smiling little devil’s instructions are clear: I am pleased with my soldiers!
The enemy force encountered at this moment was not of a large scale. The groups ranged from hundreds to more than a thousand people, and they were just small patrols wandering outside the battlefield.
Compared with the real main force of Siyue, such a team is just a small drop of water floating out of the vast lake! But it is such a small team that is not worth mentioning, and the combat power of the generals who lead the team is no less than that of the four Middle-earth soldiers.
He was a fifth-level cultivator, and Su Jing even met a ghost school captain whose cultivation was comparable to that of a disciple of the Lishan inner sect.
And another factor: The lonely city of the Smiling Little Ghost is 1,300 miles away from Bujin. How long did it take for Su Jing and his party to set off? It was less than 200 miles away.
Now that we have encountered the enemy's patrolling team, it means that we are not far from the battlefield. When we are still more than a thousand miles away from Bujin, we are approaching the battlefield? How big will the battlefield opened by Ghost King Siyue in the Bujin battle be?
There is no need to call out the Black Prison Army now. It is enough for sixteen dragons to open the way in front. However, the indescribable majestic momentum on the eastern battlefield is already approaching. Intangible but substantial, the murderous intention is silent, I don’t know why.
It will turn into thunder in the sky!
To the east, the further you go, the more frequent enemy forces you encounter, and the tougher the 'small teams' you encounter, and gradually you begin to encounter three or two teams appearing at the same time to coordinate attacks and kills.
'Let it out to help fight.
It was also at this time that Su Jing noticed that the strength of the six snakes and thirteen ghosts had increased sharply compared to when they were fighting against the thin-clothed army. Although it was far from the level of raising a first-level tower, it was indeed much better than what they had before.
few.
A'er knew Su Jing's doubts and explained from the side: "Due to the circumstances, the corpse evil has advanced rapidly in the Netherworld. Even the Lord had never thought of this before. Especially in the fierce battles, the ferocious spirit of the evil spirit and the fierce ghost in the corpse
It is an excellent tonic. With that violent energy, it can even break through the 'third level of corpse killing'."
Before Su Jing could say anything, the three corpses suddenly realized one after another: "No wonder!"
The mourning cultivators in the world have long asserted that the highest achievement achieved by cultivating the corpse demon through sacrifices and sacrifices will be three levels lower than the cultivation level of the cultivator when the cultivator was alive. The major cultivation of the tenth level during his lifetime, being refined into the seven-story pagoda of the corpse demon is the ultimate
The twelve-headed 'seven-story pagoda' beside the young master's wife is an example of this. But now A'er has become a fierce evil creature of the ten-story pagoda. The ability to break through the limit is all thanks to hundreds of years of killing in the netherworld.
"Young Master's Thirteen Evil Generals are the ghost bodies formed by the magic of the top fierce ghosts, and the Yin Qi veins condensed into corpses. Their qualifications are far better than the twelve brothers who are the last generals. Now that they have come to the Netherworld, their future is uncertain.
Limited edition.”
Su Dingding nodded and said nothing more. Let's wait until the young master's wife is rescued to discuss everything. Maybe not long after, even the 'young master' will have to answer on the battlefield, so there is no need to talk about the future of the corpse.
Shiliu screamed strangely, his small figure came and went like lightning, and all the evil spirits he passed were met with the bad luck of being penetrated; the giant dragon corpse followed closely behind, roaring and charging, slamming its claws and biting,
Wherever the iron body reaches, the evil soldiers and ghosts will scatter the broken corpses like rain!
The "**Qinglong" and "Thirteen Evil Generals" were closely guarding Yunjia. They fought with the Yin soldiers who rushed closer. The more they moved forward, the more enemies they encountered. The march became more and more difficult. Suddenly, there was a sound
With a roar and a stench of corpse energy rising up, Ah Er also took action to help Shiliu and his entourage, clearing the way for Su Jingyun to drive.
The three corpses screamed strangely, pinched their noses, and rushed out of Yunjia. The smell was too bad and they couldn't bear it. Now that they were out, they were no longer idle. In a blink of an eye, the sword energy was everywhere, and Emperor Yin formed a formation to clear the way.
Yin soldiers.
But it only went smoothly for a while. The Yin soldiers were not afraid of death. They received strict orders from the general to guard the outside of the battlefield. When they saw Su Jing's Yun Jia, they would rather die than die to stop him.
Under the green sky, the golden red cloud looked extremely small, and dense blood-armored Yin soldiers gathered around like locusts. Finally, the blazing fire swept away the darkness, Su Jing moved his method, and the fierce fire took over!
Huo Huanghuang was full of excitement. The kid with a funny face frowned when he saw it: "You are a coach who is working hard outside, but you leave a bunch of ghosts to enjoy the happiness at home. Is your brain broken?"
"There is a saying in the art of war in China, it is better to let the tigers fall than swat the flies!" Su Jing answered confidently. The kid was confused: "What are you talking about, tigers and flies?"
Su Jing didn't care whether he understood or not. He stirred up the golden wind, opened and closed his Yanghuo eyes to attack fiercely, and looked into the distance to the east. With his cultivation level, he was no longer limited by the dim sky.
He could see everything for hundreds of miles at a glance, but he couldn't see clearly in the east. He couldn't see the real army of Ghost King Siyue. There was only a gray patch at the end of his sight, which seemed to hide a universe, but also seemed to contain nothing. No need.
After asking, it must be due to magic. A fierce ghost cast a spell to block the situation in Dongfang Qing Dynasty.
That's it, he kept moving forward in the decisive battle, and kept thinking about looking to the east. Perhaps because he was in a similar place and had a similar temperament, Su Jing suddenly lost his mind: the evil temple in the West Sea, the vision that appeared between the sky and the sea after the king's sword, the ancient mountains and rivers.
The disciples of the Sword Domain head all the way to the east, looking at the east all the way
What is to their east?
Su Jing doesn't know yet. He only knows that he has trouble with Dongfang. Almost half of his abilities today are due to her, Huangqun Qianxun, the little master's wife.
The eastward journey was slow, and later on, the cruising teams had no boundaries, like piranhas smelling the smell of blood in the river, swarming in all directions, countless small teams piled up, gradually forming a mighty army,
But Su Jing still didn't open the prison, there were only flies, all flies, and he hadn't seen the tigers yet!
Five hundred miles, four days.
It took four days to travel 500 miles east from Gucheng, and finally reached the 'end'.
Of course, they have not reached their destination. The isolated city travels five hundred miles eastward, and there is still a full eight hundred miles away from Bujin. At this moment, Su Jing and others have arrived at the 'end of sight', the area that Su Jing and others saw when they were in the distance before.
gray'.
A heavy gray fog shrouded the green sky and earth, making it difficult to see through and impenetrable to the five senses.
The gray mist is vast and covers an immeasurable range, spreading straight from the ground to the sky. Only the smiling little ghost knows the difference: "The soul-sealing smoke of the Siyue Ghost King can be used to wake up the son of his family and clear his mind."
It has no fighting power; it has nothing to do with outsiders, it’s just that it can’t get in.”
Su Jing stopped for the first time in four days, not out of fear, but to clarify the situation: "What do you mean?"
"It looks like fog from the outside, but when you go in, it's not a barrier at all. But once you're inside, you're surrounded by a steel roof and an iron wall. The Siyue Ghost King has been fierce for countless years and has encountered countless powerful enemies. It's said that no one can break through the wall after entering."
Want to try it out?"
"Then let's try it." Su Jingyun drove violently and rushed into the fog.
Back then, when they went down the mountain to track down evil heretics, both of them rejoiced that the Bone Tuo in the temple was secretly thrown into the altar of the altar; back then, when they were collecting swords in the Sword Tomb, the demons used the mysterious method of 'Yu' to seal the exit; back then, the Southern Wilderness Drowning Spring Festival became a tribute.
In the Sea of Consciousness of the Great Sage; when he was exploring the Western Sea, he mistook the Temple of Heaven for the Sky Temple and entered an evil temple by mistake. In the past, Su Jing entered many places that he could enter but could not escape from, and he never failed to escape! (Unfinished)
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