Chapter 835

【Celebrating Ji: Ancient Qidi Water God】

[Source: "Guanzi·Shuidi"]

[Characteristics: yellow clothes and yellow hat, riding a small earth-colored car, four inches long, galloping fast]

This is all Lu Li's understanding of him, based on this, the primordial spirit changed into what it is now -

Three inches long, holding an imperial sword, wearing yellow clothes and a yellow hat, sitting on a golden cart, his face is exactly the same as his own.

And the horse in charge of pulling the cart is earthy in color, but looks very much like a black-maned horse, and its eyes are not very agile, and it looks like a fool.

No way, Lu Li had never been in contact with Qingji before, and if he got a portrait of it, his appearance would not be so outrageous.

"No wonder that day when I entered the state of enlightenment, the voice in the Gate of Wonders said that to practice this kind of supernatural power of transformation, it is best to use the blood essence of ancient beasts as a guide. Only in this way can I completely simulate the breath and appearance, and then turn into the beast itself. "

"It seems that after returning to school, I have to find a way to collect the blood of the ancient beast. I hope someone is willing to sell it. In addition, I am afraid that with just one drop, all the savings in the account will be drained."

While thinking secretly in his heart, the villain of Yuanshen drove the carriage, and quickly crossed the river of forgetfulness composed of resentment and evil spirits.

And, sword qi flew out one after another.

Every time he swung, he would add a hideous wound to Heishan's huge body.

"Little bastard!"

Feeling the ancient strange beasts jumping up and down in his body, constantly wreaking havoc, the old Black Mountain demon was furious, and at the same time he was in shock.

After all, this level of transformation technique is definitely beyond the control of ordinary people, and even the Tianshi Mansion, which has been passed down for thousands of years, has never recorded such supernatural powers.

"You can't win by force! Ahhh!"

As the Wangchuan water that had not been treated by the old demon flowed into the body in large quantities, countless lonely souls and wild ghosts began to wreak havoc. They did not surrender to the Black Mountain, and their spiritual intelligence was pitifully low, leaving the killing instinct and hatred instinct , Eating instinct, so they constantly attack what they see.

Because Lu Li's primordial spirit is small and has turned into a three-inch pea-sized water god Qingji, these lonely ghosts did not attack him immediately. under.

It should be noted that the Ziwei sword is only reduced in size, and its divine power is still abundant.

On the contrary, the black mountain old demon himself suffered the most damage. These resentful ghosts, regardless of whether it is the master of the dead city, continued to eat the tombstones, bones, and skulls in its body to strengthen itself.

In a short while, the ghost aura on them swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And Black Mountain will not sit still, the old demon deliberately restores some consciousness for his former subordinates, ordering them to resist desperately, but they can't stop the general trend.

In this way, the ghost of Wangchuan spread rapidly in Hei Shan's body like a cancer cell.

About half an hour has passed.

The bright villain drove the golden chariot and calmly left from the tail of the old demon. At this moment, its body that stretched for dozens of miles was riddled with holes, due to the corrosion of Wangchuan and the Emperor Ziwei Sword, but the main reason was It reaps its own consequences—

The wild ghosts grew rapidly, rampaging in groups in Heishan, gnawing on whatever they saw, some were too ferocious, forcefully gnawed through the old monsters, half of their ferocious heads poked out, but even so, they refused to Let it go, biting the ghostly energy that protects the body.

"The ancestor will never let you go!"

"Destroy your bones and turn your ashes into the Underworld forever!"

For this phenomenon, the old demon must have expected it long ago, otherwise, it would not have clamored such words as "to die together, to abandon the doppelgänger".

It's a pity that Lu Li's transformation was barely successful. Although the transformed Qingji has a shape, it still has some supernatural powers, and can move freely in the river of forgetfulness without restraint.

boom!

The straw that broke the camel's back came.

In Zhao Feng's eyes, a huge briquette disintegrated instantly, and countless Wangchuan evil spirits flew in all directions screaming, and the idea of ​​Black Mountain also flew out together.

As soon as it landed, the group of demons whose power had increased so much surrounded them again. They didn't have swords, axes and axes, but sharp teeth and fangs, torturing the old demon's soul in the most primitive way.

In this situation, everyone looked at each other silently.

No matter how desolate Montenegro is, it is also the king of all ghosts, a giant of the monster clan who occupies the city of the dead, but in the end was devoured by a group of Wangchuan fierce ghosts, and became the opponent.

I saw that this group of wild ghosts were several feet tall, and they not only ate old monsters, but also devoured each other. Some of them were small in size, but rushed up to get a share of the pie according to instinct, and were directly treated as snacks by the big guys.

"This kind of beast that only obeys instinct can't even be called a monster." Gao Qian sighed, "It's better to reincarnate."

As he said, the undead in Wangchuan only have base instincts, apart from devouring and venting, they don't even have noble or base thoughts of their own, so what are they?

"Kill." Lu Li didn't have much to say.

After canceling the transformation, the primordial spirit directly returned to the physical body, and stomped down hard.

He was not grateful for these dead souls who had helped him destroy Montenegro, and instead killed them immediately, so as not to cause harm to the world.

"Next, will the Black Mountain old demon attack with anger?" Zhao Feng stroked his shiny bald head and said to himself, "Wannian, what kind of concept is this... I really can't figure out the idea of ​​this kind of existence .”

"It should be possible." A companion looked at the devastation on the ground, and felt inexplicable emotion: "People fight for one breath, and Buddhas fight for one stick of incense. If Black Mountain itself endures like this, what kind of Taoism is there? What kind of immortal?"

"Enduring the calm for a while." Some people objected, "It would be a pity that ten thousand years of Taoism will be destroyed in one day. I don't think Montenegro will take the risk to come to the world."

Although the attitudes are different, everyone has thousands of emotions in their hearts. This is by no means sympathy, but a different kind of awe.

Of course, more excitement.

Push through the clouds and mists to see the blue sky.

The shadows that shrouded the head were completely dissipated, and the sunlight blessed by the earth magic spell was extraordinarily dazzling, giving people the feeling of surviving after a catastrophe.

However, everyone is not afraid of death. After all, resurrection has happened several times.

You must put on the appearance of a college veteran who is used to wind and waves.

"I am sincerely grateful for the admission notice, which allowed me to see a different landscape."

In an instant, it aroused countless resonances.

Especially Lu Li, who looked down on the whole situation from a high position, looked at the scene created by himself, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

In the past, he was either alone, or with Duke and Pan Ming. This kind of emotion was not obvious. The tight exam rhythm also left him less time to think about it. Now it is easy to get together with other people. Get emotionally infected.

"It's time for everyone to tell the difference, okay?"

"The ultimate goal of our class team building activities has not yet been achieved, brothers still need to work hard."

At this time, Duke's voice came.

He looked a little embarrassed, half of his robe was broken, his face turned pale, and he jumped down from the sky with five companions.

Facing Gao Qian's curious eyes, Duke explained: "The clone of Black Mountain is dead, and the tree demon grandma is completely out of her wits, but she didn't find the passage to the city of death, so she came to look for you."

It's not that he doesn't have a way to get to the underworld. No matter what the cultivation level of the people present, if they want to go to the underworld, it's just a matter of finding a formula, and it's not that difficult.

However, the battle that just happened between the two places made everyone clearly realize that Montenegro is worthy of being Montenegro, and that the cultivation base of ten thousand years is not a meat pig raised by eating, drinking and sleeping all day long.

If it wasn't for the coincidence and various factors superimposed, it really wouldn't be so easy to win.

"If it doesn't come, we'll go."

Lu Li withdrew his supernatural powers and communicated with everyone.

The phantom of the city of vain death that was originally pressing on his left hand disappeared instantly when the old demon's clone was devoured, no longer restricting his actions.

As for the crumbled Mang Mountain, there is no intention of repairing it now, and there is no need to celebrate our defeat of Montenegro's current conspiracy to invade the human world. It is better to chase the poor bandits with the remaining bravery. The most urgent task is to completely eradicate the evil forces entrenched in the underworld.

There was a moment of silence.

The voice sounded again.

"Is there anyone in need of pranayama?"

Faced with the question from the Second Leader Duke, everyone shook their heads. After all, the person who finally fought desperately with the old Black Mountain Demon was the Second Leader Lu Li. They were just covering up and expending a lot of mana——

As long as he didn't receive any damage, he could make up for the lost mana by taking a few pills of decent quality.

"Since there is no one, let's go in."

Gao Qian touched the slightly dim yellow leather gourd behind him, and continued to say in a deep voice, "It's nothing but death."

"Not necessarily dead."

Lu Li calmed down and gave everyone a shot in the arm, "When we ascended the throne, the sudden attack by the Black Mountain old demon proved that we will be under the control of this world for the time being."

"You mean..."

Before he finished speaking, Duke instantly understood.

"Yes, as long as you don't lose your soul, the person who becomes the tenth hall of hell later can help the brothers who died earlier to be resurrected, and share the fruits of victory together."

The truth is very simple.

Therefore, the big guy's determination that he was not afraid of death immediately strengthened a lot.

"Zishi's ghost gate is wide open, and the difficulty of entering the nether world will be greatly reduced, but we don't have this time to wait, lest the old demon make any preparations."

The voice just fell.

A tall figure appeared here.

Ink-colored dragon robe.

It was comparable to Lu Li in appearance.

This is the avatar of King Mingling sitting in Jinling.

"Next, I will open a passage for you to directly reach the city of death, or the world of blood and suffering."

[Earth Shajutsu: Tongyou: Knowing and penetrating the things of the underworld, able to come and go freely in the underworld, and talk to ghosts and gods]

This supernatural power ranks first among the seventy-two techniques of Earth Sha, and it is the easiest to learn. Almost everyone present knows it, but it is easy to learn, but difficult to master.

Unable to control the node that enters the nether world, this is definitely a flaw. After all, if a small mistake is transferred to another area, it will be embarrassing.

You must know that as an existence that is opposed to the Yang world, the underworld is also very vast. It is indeed a pity that you cannot participate in the final battle. .

In this way, Mingling King, the No. 1 City God in the world who was recognized by the former Ming Dynasty and the New Dynasty, came in handy.

With a flash of light, a door engraved with beast gods, human faces, and fierce ghosts appeared out of thin air. A large number of simple and mysterious runes were engraved on it, and the two characters in the middle were particularly eye-catching:

Die in vain.

"Let's go, explore the Netherworld."

"The destination of all spirits, the underworld, I never expected to witness it with my own eyes."

There was a whisper.

Then, one after another figure disappeared inside the door.

...

"Is this the City of Death? It doesn't look any different from the mortal world."

As soon as Duke landed, he looked around curiously.

Even though he was used to seeing big scenes, it was his first time stepping into the Underworld, and he still couldn't restrain his inner desire to find out.

Because, whether it was before coming into contact with colleges or after being able to travel through the heavens, he was always in awe of the existence of the underworld.

However, when I really came here in person, I felt that it was ordinary, not as mysterious as imagined, and it actually looked like a city in the world.

Ahead, there are bluestone streets, covered by a faint cold mist, and the field of vision is hardly wide.

Looking around, it was very empty.

No ghosts walk at all.

The gates of the brick and tile courtyards located on both sides of the road are also closed, and there is no sign of soul survival.

There are only blue-gray lanterns hanging high above the door, and the faint light only illuminates half a foot in front of the door.

"Wonderful City, as the name suggests, is a place to house dead ghosts."

Zhao Feng looked at Lu Li who was walking in front, and said to himself: "Even if the new dynasty is established, the souls of the dead are not allowed to enter the underworld, but in the past ten years, because of the wars in the world and the chaos of demons, it is reasonable to say that there should be a lot of people who died in vain. generation."

"The Black Mountain avatar invaded the human world, and must have caught a group of ghosts, otherwise, where did the dead heads in its body come from?"

It is true to say so, but Lu Li is not completely sure, after all, like the big guy, he also set foot in the underworld for the first time.

Subconsciously, he jumped lightly, wanting to fly into the air to see clearly, but Lu Li's feet were only a foot and a half away from the ground, and he felt his knees were filled with lead, and his soaring momentum stopped immediately.

boom!

The soles of the feet collided with the bluestone slab, and the sound was extremely dull, especially in such an environment where no ghosts could be seen, it seemed extremely abrupt.

"what happened?"

As soon as Duke finished speaking, he jumped up on his own initiative.

With Lu Li as a precedent, he used a little bit of strength. If he was in the sun, he could turn over into the old site of the heaven, but standing in the clouds, it is not difficult to achieve.

Seeing the situation of the two big brothers, Gao Qian understood immediately, and blurted out:

"Prohibition?"

Lu Li, who was the person involved, also thought of this, and thought: It is probably some kind of rule set by the former King of Biancheng, which forbids ghosts from flying around and disturbing the order of the dead city.

Thinking of this, a faint light flashed in his eyes, and he looked around, as if he wanted to see through the mystery.

Sure enough, the combination of Dharma Eyes and the technique of penetrating the secluded has indeed discovered something——

The entire space is covered by countless runes and special ghostly threads, like a big bowl turned upside down.

"The brilliance of this world can be seen."

"This astonishing arrangement surpasses us far and wide. King Bian Cheng's deeds are immeasurable."

Duke agreed.

"It's a pity, no matter how powerful it is, it can't match the days when yin flourishes and yang declines, and gods and Buddhas recede."

Suddenly, a slightly familiar voice came.

Pat, clack.

In the mist, the figure of the old man emerged.

"Long time no see." Pan Ming smiled.