Chapter 2055 Three Ghosts of Tianmen

Seeing the thin monk being beaten to death with a stick, the fat monk was stunned on the spot.

But he quickly reacted and did not dare to step forward to stop it, but shouted loudly: "Not good, quickly reinforce the seal, the people inside want to break the seal!"

There were more than 10,000 ghost prison troops stationed outside the Wangchuan Valley. After hearing his order, they did not dare to disobey and took off into the air.

One after another, spells were cast from their hands, controlling the talismans on the mountain wall to change their positions.

The fat monk himself turned around and escaped into the void, presiding over the formation in secret and strengthening the seal.

The ebony stick was uncontrolled, and the fat monk's position could not be found, so he could only continue to move forward and hit the mountain wall hard.

Bang!

With a loud noise, the mountain wall trembled continuously, hundreds of talismans broke at the same time, and cracks spread all around.

"Hold it!"

The fat monk roared, and his hands kept pinching spells to inject spiritual power into the seal formation.

Due to the cruel laws of the Ghost Prison, although these ghost soldiers had a bad premonition, none of them dared to flee in the face of danger, and they all tried their best to maintain the seal of the valley.

Bang! Bang! Bang.

Accompanied by a series of loud noises, the ebony stick continued to hit the mountain wall. In a blink of an eye, fine cracks like spider webs appeared on the mountain wall.

"Ah!"

The powerful and heavy force was fed back to the ghost soldiers through the formation. The hundreds of people closest to them were unable to resist and turned into nothingness with screams.

Not only were the ghost soldiers difficult to resist, but even the fat monk turned pale.

As the person in charge of the seal, he suffered the most damage. In just a moment, his true spirit began to shake, and there were signs of collapse!

"How can he still have such a strong power?"

The fat monk's face was full of disbelief, but before he could think about it, the ebony stick hit the mountain wall again.

Bang!

With a loud bang, countless talismans shattered, thousands of ghost soldiers disappeared at the same time, and the mountain wall finally cracked, revealing a deep canyon that led directly to the inside of the valley.

The ebony stick stopped beating, turned on the spot, turned into black light and drilled into the canyon, and disappeared with a "whoosh!".

Seeing this, the fat monk knew that the seal of Wangchuan Valley could not be preserved, and the people inside were about to escape.

He was terrified, and his mind was turning quickly, and he made a decision quickly.

"The situation is unclear, it is better to report this matter first, it is better than staying and dying. Maybe King Qin Guang will remember my merits, and there is always a glimmer of hope."

Thinking of this, the fat monk made a prompt decision, pinched his fingers with one hand, turned into a beam of light and rushed into the distance, and in a blink of an eye he was hundreds of miles away.

When he left, the remaining ghost soldiers immediately became chaotic, who dared to stay? They scattered like birds and beasts, running faster than each other!

In the valley, the long-haired man was still floating on the lake, his body pierced by more than a hundred black chains.

These chains seemed to have consciousness, and they sensed that the man wanted to escape, so they tightened up, causing his skin and flesh to roll up, blood to flow, and even bones and organs to be exposed.

But the man seemed to be unaware, and his eyes were very calm.

Suddenly, the valley cracked, and a black light rushed in from outside the valley, turning into an ebony stick and hovering in front of him.

"Old friend, you are finally here."

The man gently stroked the ebony stick in front of him, and a rare smile appeared on his face.

"Although I have forgotten everything before, at least one thing is certain."

The man said this and held the ebony stick tightly in his hand.

"Let's make a big fuss, old friend."

As soon as the voice fell, the ebony stick was swung by him, and there was a continuous sound of "bang! bang! bang!", and the surrounding chains broke!

Crash!

The man shook his body again, and all the chains remaining in his body flew out. Then he jumped out of the valley.

Liang Yan led 300 Tongxuan Zhenjun into the teleportation array of Daoshan Prison. As the space changed, the stars moved, and everyone soon arrived at the 16th floor of Ghost Prison.

Liang Yan had just come out of the teleportation array when someone shouted not far away:

"Who is it? How can you use the teleportation array without the permission of Lord Yan?"

Liang Yan used his spiritual sense to scan and saw that the teleportation array at this end was located in the woods. There were hundreds of ghost cultivators not far away, led by a man with a green face and fangs.

This man's cultivation was not weak, and he had the strength of Tongxuan peak.

"Hey, how come you still have a physical body? Who allowed you to move around without permission?"

Perhaps because he was used to being domineering in Ghost Prison, this man was not afraid of Liang Yan when he saw him, but shouted loudly.

Liang Yan glanced at him, and without saying much, he waved his sleeves, and a sword energy shot out from his sleeves.

"Ah!"

The man had no time to react. He only screamed, and his true spirit was pierced by the sword energy. His eyes were wide open and he died on the spot!

As for the remaining ghost soldiers, Liang Yan didn't need to do anything. The Tongxuan Zhenjun behind him attacked together and killed all the ghost soldiers in an instant!

Liang Yan turned around and waited for a moment until the last Tongxuan Zhenjun was teleported over.

"Are all the people here?"

"Reporting to the benefactor, no one is missing."

"Good!"

Liang Yan waved his sword and chopped the teleportation array into ashes.

Everyone nodded slightly when they saw this. In order to slow down the pursuit speed of the four Yama Lords, this was the best way.

After destroying the teleportation array, Liang Yan grabbed a ghost cultivator's true spirit that had not completely dissipated and performed the soul-searching technique.

After a moment, he frowned slightly, rubbed his hands together, and rubbed the true spirit in his hands into ashes.

Immediately afterwards, he searched for the second and third true spirits, but his brows were always furrowed, obviously he did not get the information he wanted.

"My benefactor, what's wrong?" A monk couldn't help but ask.

Liang Yan pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Although King Qin Guang and King Chu Jiang are ghost cultivators, they have accumulated tens of thousands of years of cultivation and have more weird natal magic weapons in their hands. They are better than the sub-sage of Xuanxin Palace." Even more tyrannical! I can’t deal with two people on my own.”

After hearing this, everyone looked at each other and asked, "What does your benefactor mean?"

"For the current plan, we must rescue all the prisoners. I heard that there are many ancestors of the calamity imprisoned on the seventeenth floor. If they can be allowed to join, the ghost prison army will not be afraid."

"What my benefactor said is absolutely true." Everyone nodded.

"But I just searched these ghost soldiers and found that they don't know the location of the teleportation circle. It seems that this is a secret that ordinary ghost soldiers don't know."

"So that's it." Only then did everyone know why Liang Yan frowned.

After a moment of silence, a monk who looked like a monk in the crowd suddenly said: "My dear friend, I have been to the sixteenth floor before and know that the prisoners here are all imprisoned in a prison, and that prison is run by three ghost generals. The guards are all in the Tribulation Realm, so I think they should know the location of the teleportation circle."

After hearing this, Liang Yan's eyes lit up.

"In that case, let's go to the prison first. Do you remember the location of the prison?"

"Of course, it's not far from here, about 20,000 miles to the southwest."

"good!"

Liang didn't say much. He flicked his sleeves, and gray light burst out, sweeping up everyone and flying towards the southwest.

He fled at full speed, paying no attention to the ghost prison monks he met along the way. He flew all the way and quickly arrived at the target location.

Looking from a distance, I saw a huge prison standing in the woods.

There are hundreds of towering iron trees inside the prison. The branches of the iron trees are wrapped with black ropes, and monks are hung at the ends of the ropes.

These monks were covered in blood and flesh, their wounds were festering, and pus and blood were constantly gushing out. It was obvious that they had suffered a very cruel punishment and their wounds could not heal.

There was a large army outside the prison, totaling 50,000 people, but its strength was obviously not as strong as the ghost soldiers brought by King Chu Jiang to encircle and suppress him.

Liang Yan clicked on the escape light and led everyone to stop in the distance and observe carefully for a moment. Someone asked in a low voice: "Fajie, didn't you say there are three ghost generals here? Why are there no traces of them?"

"Fa Jie" is the monk who guided Liang Yan.

He touched his bald head and looked confused: "That's not right. This is where I was imprisoned before. There were clearly three ghost generals. Has it changed?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liang Yan sneered: "You're not wrong, it's just that there is someone here who has a strong sense of consciousness and noticed our movements, so he set up an ambush in advance."

"Then us"

"Don't worry about it so much. You just rush in and save people. I'll deal with the three ghost generals." Liang Yan said calmly.

"yes."

Everyone has seen what he is capable of, and there is no objection at all.

A moment later, shouts of death suddenly sounded in the woods, but it was the three hundred Tongxuan Zhenjun who launched a fierce attack on the prison.

The ghost soldiers, who had been very relaxed at first, formed their formation in an instant, obviously expecting it.

Boom!

With a dull sound, iron trees rose up from the ground. The ends of the treetops were entangled with ghostly aura, and they slammed into the people who came to rob the prison.

At the same time, various traps were also launched at this moment, and in conjunction with the 50,000 ghost soldiers, they formed an encirclement and suppression campaign against the 300 Tongxuan Zhenjun who had just escaped from prison.

"Hahaha, I've noticed your movements a long time ago! Still want to rob the prison? Go through my 'Bailigui' level first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a tall ghost cultivator appeared behind Liang Yan.

This ghost cultivator is red all over, is nine feet tall, has four arms, and holds a mace, a ghost head knife and other weapons.

The most bizarre thing was that heads grew out of his chest, shoulders, and arms, just like the fruits on the tree, with ferocious expressions and strange smiles.

"Kill me!"

The moment Baili Ghost appeared, he swung his sword suddenly, and the powerful ghost energy adhered to the blade, exuding a cold chill!

Liang Yan was already prepared. At this moment, he pointed his toes and soared upward into the air.

"Jie Jie!"

Strange laughter came from above.

I saw a flash of sunlight on the top of the towering iron tree, and a hunchbacked old woman appeared.

This old woman is only half the height of an ordinary person. She bends over and lowers her head. Her hump is high and her arms are long and slender, almost hanging to her feet.

She and the Baili ghost had already made a plan, knowing that Liang Yan was going to fly upwards, so they hid here with their aura hidden. Seeing Liang Yan approaching, the old woman immediately jumped from the treetop and rushed towards him with a strange scream.

"snort!"

Liang Yan waved his sword and struck at the old woman, but saw that her body was separated in the middle, and the sword light passed through without any harm.

At the same time, the old woman's arms suddenly grew longer, like two hemp ropes, wrapped around Liang Yan's sword light.

"All dharmas are empty!"

Liang Yan's mind turned, and the golden light of Buddhism penetrated his body, as if an egg shell covered him in the middle.

The old woman's arms came out of the air, and soon they were wrapped around the golden light, sending out streams of black smoke, but she did not let go, and instead let out bursts of weird laughter.

"Ehaha!"

Amidst the laughter, the hump behind the old woman suddenly split open, and black shadows flew out from it. Then they rolled on the spot and turned into all kinds of evil ghosts!

These evil ghosts were cruel and fearless by nature. They all rushed to Liang Yan. Even if they were melted by the golden light, they would not retreat. They kept coming!

In the blink of an eye, the golden light of Buddhism began to dissipate.

At the same time, a ghostly figure appeared in front of Liang Yan.

A closer look revealed that it was a bright red robe, floating in the air in the shape of a "person". No hands or feet could be seen, and even the hood did not have a face, only a thick black fog.

The black fog was very strange. As soon as it appeared, it attracted Liang Yan's attention. Then it quickly rotated, like a bottomless abyss, trying to pull his soul out of his body.

"Haha, with our 'Three Ghosts of Tianmen' here, you can't escape from prison!"

At the moment when Liang Yan was restrained by the old woman and the "Red Robe Ghost", the "Hundred Power Ghost" who had attacked before also jumped into the air.

He came behind Liang Yan again, swung the ghost knife in his hand, and the cold ghost energy cut through the void and slashed straight at the opponent.

At this moment, the three ghost generals exerted their strength at the same time, and all exerted their unique skills to the extreme!

But at this moment, Liang Yan suddenly sneered:

"Is this the carefully designed game by the three of you?"

The three ghost generals saw the sneer on his mouth, and for some reason, they felt a chill in their hearts.

"Is this man crazy? He is obviously dead."

The Baili Ghost thought so, made up his mind, and continued to move forward with the long knife in his hand. The powerful ghost energy condensed into substance and shattered the void.

But the next moment, he saw a group of starlight blooming in front of him.

The starlight was dazzling and magnificent, covering the three ghost generals. Then, a circle of sword light rippled like water waves. Whether it was the evil ghost released from the old woman's hump or the weapon of "Bai Li Ghost", they were all shattered in this circle of sword light and dissipated like clouds and smoke.

"How is it possible?"

This was the last thought in Bai Li Ghost's mind.

Before he could react, the star sword light had already passed through his abdomen, and his true spirit was crushed into powder by the sword energy.

"Ah!"

With a scream, the hunchbacked old woman was also cut in half, and the arms that had originally entangled Liang Yan fell down weakly, without any breath.

Only the "Red Robe Ghost" was special. After the red robe was cut, the true spirit did not dissipate immediately, but turned into a wisp of black smoke, trying to escape into the void.

"Want to leave?"

Liang Yan sneered, released the Celestial Eyes, and a black light broke through the air, instantly fixing the true spirit of the "Red Robe Ghost".

He raised his hand again, and powerful magic power spread out, forcibly taking the black smoke back and landing it in his palm.