Chapter 697: No Long Sleep

It is said to be the gate of the underworld, but it is actually a huge black hole above the stone tomb that is breathing out the breath of death.

And the sound of the heartbeat coming from the depths of the tomb was also stronger every moment.

Everyone looked at each other, and they all knew that the resurrection of the underworld girl was probably within a few breaths.

Bi Zhu pondered for a moment, then bowed to Zong Shou: "Your Majesty, please hold the battle for me. Bai Ruo and I will try first to see if we can drive this girl back to the underworld. Nephew Gong Yue also needs to ask Your Majesty to take care of him." !"

Zong Shou's eyelids twitched slightly, then he nodded slightly, and with a flick of his hand, he summoned Gong Yue to his side.

At this time, the Sanskrit sounds of those Buddhist monks became more and more powerful, and they oscillated in circles, covering thousands of miles.

Those sutra pillars also flashed with inspiration. Sanskrit words appeared one after another.

It was the Great Sun Conquering Demon Sutra, with the golden light shining all over the place, attracting countless real fires of the sun.

But it can only suppress the dark mist, it cannot spread.

The Nether Gate below is still expanding.

Then there was a clicking sound, and a small white hand suddenly protruded from the tomb.

The hearts of all the monks jumped because of the proximity of this place.

Zong Shou's heart also sank slightly. Then there was only a muffled sound of the 'canopy', including the tomb, and the surrounding area of ​​thousands of feet, all turned into fine powder, scattered in the strong wind.

A graceful figure also appeared in front of everyone.

The clothes on his body were exactly what General Zong Shou looked like when he was buried.

It's just that Zong Shou was startled when he saw this woman.

In the past, Gong Xinran's appearance could only be regarded as above-average. But at this time, the outline of the facial features remained unchanged, but it gave people the feeling that it was extremely beautiful.

Even Zhao Yanran who was beside him was also compared. Incomparable——

When this woman shows up. It immediately attracted countless black death air in the air, and rushed down.

But he was dazed, looking around. It seems puzzled. Why can I still survive in the world——

Gradually, when the focal length finally condensed, Gong Xinran smiled coldly. It seems to be ironic. also seems to be in self-pity,

"It turns out that I, Gong Xinran, can actually come back from the dead. Nine Netherworld girls?"

Gong Yue, who was standing beside Zong Shou, was suddenly overjoyed. Remembering my name, I obviously still have the memory of my previous life.

It's just that the people around are not moved, and they are not in a hurry to act.

Just wait for those two powerful thoughts that override this place to recede, and this place will return to the living world.

Zong Shou's heart sank again.

I just feel that Gong Xinran is talking. But between the words. Inside the pupils, there is no emotion at all.

After being resurrected, he didn't even look this way. Just like him and Gong Yue. They are all strangers.

And the next moment, Gong Xinran suddenly raised his head. Look at the sky.

"Then wait, is this trying to prevent my palace from descending into the world?"

With a casual pull, the dark air that filled the sky rolled in like a tide. The limbs lingering around Gong Xinran's body turned into a set of black armor out of thin air. The whole person rose into the air.

Bizhu Bairuo remained silent. Only after a few breaths did a ball of light burst out in his eyes.

"Do it!"

All the way through the speech, seven cold sword lights rushed down from the sky.

That Gong Xinran glanced lightly, but didn't care. A black shield suddenly pierced through the Nether Gate. Spread the hundred-foot shield light, seal the sky, and block the sword light in the sky.

Then countless cold forces exploded from the sword shadow and air. Amidst the sound of'poof', the entire mountain below froze in an instant.

The six people behind Bai Ruo also fell like meteors. According to the six directions, it happens that Gong Xinran and Mingmen are surrounded in the center.

The gigantic broad sword slammed into the ground. Then six mighty sword qi surged up, echoing each other.

They each shook out another scroll, which spontaneously ignited without wind. Afterwards, the air mechanism became more and more solemn and upright.

Surprisingly, the surrounding dark energy was swept away. Even the Nether Gate was suppressed and shrank slightly inward.

"It's Haoran righteousness!"

As soon as this remark came out, Zong Shou felt something was wrong. This is indeed Haoran's righteousness, but it does not come from these six people. It was the six scrolls that were burning.

It is written by a great Confucianism, and the righteousness is kept in the book.

Almost at the same time, on the thirty-six scripture pillars around. On the thirty-sixth day of the regiment, one after another rose into the sky.

Although it is only the Dharma of the Great Sun, it is like a real scorching sun at this time. Countless real fires of the sun are going straight to the gate of the underworld, shining away.

Gong Xinran frowned slightly at this moment, with disgust in his eyes.

But at the next moment, a figure suddenly came out from the door.

Wearing white bone armor, riding on a skeleton dragon horse, holding a ten-foot bone knife.

When the beams of golden light came, Xinshou inserted the bone knife in his hand into the ground.

Immediately, in all directions, countless black ice realms rose from the ground, firmly resisting the thirty-six regiments of brilliance.

Turn all the real fires of the sun away.

At this time, in the Nether Gate, the owner of the huge black shield also smiled and walked out of the 'gate'.

"Hanshan Bamboo Swordsman, and Haoran Qing Xuanshi! Tsk tsk, what a big scene. I haven't seen it for thousands of years since Zizai Xia died. I don't know how Her Highness Nether Lady wants to break through this catastrophe?"

The one who came out was a man eight feet tall, dressed in black robes, clean and handsome, as if he was a good young man, only his face was a little pale.

One hand, supporting the giant shield above. In one hand, he was holding a big and scary hammer.

At this time, the golden light was shining everywhere, the man narrowed his eyes slightly, and then his eyes sharpened.

"This light is really annoying!"

The huge hammer was smashed out suddenly, and it turned into more than one hundred thousand feet in midair.

Towards the few sutra pillars in the south, it smashed it far away.

This is where Cifang sits, so he doesn't go to see it. A little bit of blue lotus seeds, dropped the sutra pillar.

Following the sound of Lun Lun Buddha, a column of lotus flowers suddenly stretched out from the ground. It is also stretched ten thousand feet, and the flowers and leaves are stretched out.

When it finally fully opened, it happened to meet the giant hammer.

The lotus flower was instantly shattered, Ci Fang's figure shook, and a trace of blood spilled from his mouth.

Obviously injured, but still sitting still.

The black-clothed scribe frowned, and then with a 'cut' sound, unwillingly, he retracted the giant hammer.

At this time, the seven bamboo cold star array above, a little bit of sword energy cold star, is falling continuously.

Pressing down on the giant shield continuously, the entire shield almost froze.

But following the black-clothed scribe, he forcibly penetrated a cloud of dark energy. The ice covering was crushed one after another.

The entire huge shield, also bearing the sword light, floated up three feet,

And the next moment, there was only a soft groan in the air.

"The shocking cloud is extinct!"

I saw seven directions in the cloud layer, all of which were a large cloud of dead mist. Gathering the shape of a sword, it charged down with a boundless amount of smoothies.

The shield light raised by the black-robed scribes was riddled with holes.

Even the black-robed scribe was injured, but there was no blood in the wound, only white flesh. After a while, he recovered and stepped down.

Another countless white bones rushed out from the ground. It was like a wall of bones, firmly protecting the three of them.

After blocking the clouds and mists and sword lights, the scribe smiled again,

"It's Ling Yunzong's Shocking Cloud God Destroyer Sword Formation, and another set of earth-level Taoist soldiers! Your Highness, if you don't think about it, I won't be able to hold on to the bones. When the time comes, I will run back to the gate of the underworld, but I won't be able to hold it anymore." No wonder."

The bone loss mentioned was exactly the knight in the white armor. Hearing the words at this moment, his eyes just flashed. But he was obviously a taciturn one, and he only said in a low voice: "Lian Er and I have just entered the living world. Our strength is less than 70%, please help your Highness!"

Cherish words like gold, just a few sentences, concise and to the point.

Gong Xinran still didn't say a word, a huge scythe was gradually forming in the black air in his hand.

The surroundings of the Nether Gate are already filled with Buddha's light. The scriptures of the Great Sun Conquering Demons Sutra shine in all directions. After converging with Haoran's righteousness, it will be even more difficult to handle.

Almost all the dead fog was swept away.

Within the Nether Qi, as long as it is a dead thing that can move, it is almost dead.

At this time, Bizhu Bairuo also opened the altar in the air.

The master of a sect is really extraordinary. One person can be equivalent to most of a set of earth-level Taoist soldiers.

Inspired by the spiritual method, sword qi of thousands of feet fell down, bombarding the bone prison. Accompanied by a total of twelve poles, huge long banners full of Confucian scriptures.

Some of the handwriting, like a dragon and a snake leaping from the sky, is from the hands of a calligraphy master. But more words are just ordinary. And some of them are even more ugly like ghost symbols.

But every stroke, between the lines, is full of righteousness.

Zong Shou's expression was slightly relaxed. In this situation, it seems that the Nether Gate can be sealed without his action.

As for those three people, even if they can't be killed, they can be driven back to the underworld.

Gong Yue next to him clenched his fists. There was a slight worry in his eyes and he couldn't bear it, showing the color of struggling.

Zong Shou was straightforward, sighed softly, and could only reassure him and pat him on the shoulder.

The Underworld Girl's appearance is the weakest and most likely time for her to be banned.

But Gong Yue's identity is the last resort.

Only when you have to, when you are really helpless, you will try.

Even Zong Shou didn't dare to take risks.

The surrounding dead fog has dissipated, and the black air has been compressed to a range of three thousand feet.

But everyone thought that the overall situation was settled. Seeing Gong Xinran raised the huge scythe.

"The place where this body descends is the nether world of death!"

When the words fell, countless black tides surged again. The air of death is condensed into substance.

The grand righteousness and Buddha's light were completely powerless to resist, and they were smashed away.

The thirty-six scripture pillars in the distance are alright, but the six Haoran Qing Xuanshi who are closer can only support them with difficulty. With a broad sword in his hand, the righteousness is endless. But the six opened scriptures burned faster and faster.

And Gong Xinran's sickle finally fell like a bolt.

"Where this body passes, the dead must never sleep forever!"

The twelve long flags were all cut off by the black knife light!

Bo Ruo's muscles all over his body immediately burst into countless wounds, and the dharma altar under him also burst into pieces.