Chapter 166: Ghosts and Gods in the Underworld

The old temple keeper said to the source of the voice.

"General Song, the Black Mountain God sacrificed the living beings with blood and summoned the evil gods to come. Please inform the gods of the prefectures and counties to take precautions early."

"There is such a thing!"

A figure appeared out of thin air in the temple, which was 60% similar to the statue of the city god in the front hall.

The old temple keeper saluted hurriedly: "Hello General Song, this is Yan Zongbu's subordinate, just came from Black Mountain."

Yi Fei felt that the county city god in front of him was majestic and powerful, as if he had just come down from the battlefield.

Just as he was about to make a promise, he didn't expect the city god to nod and agree directly.

"Since he is under Yan Zongbu's command, this general can trust him. Let's send a message to all directions."

The god's seal appeared in General Song's hand, and he took a wisp of incense and divine power to inform the Jinhua County City God. After a little thought, he took more than a dozen wisps of divine power to inform the city gods, land gods, mountain gods and water gods of the surrounding counties.

"I will spread this matter everywhere. Whether it is true or false, the superiors will definitely send people to investigate..."

"Thank you, General Song. The people of Guobei have survived this disaster. We will definitely build a golden body for you in the future."

Yi Feiqing bowed to thank him. General Song did this not only to ask for help, but also to force the officials of the prefecture to investigate.

The county magistrate Guo made Yi Fei feel cold. The unconditional trust of the city god made him firm in his belief.

A moment later, the seal of the gods kept flashing.

General Song was replying to the messages one by one. Suddenly, he felt a palpitation and looked up to the northwest.

"Too late!"

Yi Fei and the old temple keeper were not sensitive enough. They looked to the northwest and found a crack across the sky.

The sky is cracked!

The sky is cracked with dark clouds, as if there was a pool of ink on the sky. You can hear the cries of ghosts and gods from twenty or thirty miles away.

Not only the city god temple, but also the officials of the county government saw the crack in the sky.

All the officials were horrified and went to the study to look for Lord Guo. They found that he had been assassinated by the White Lotus Demon. For a time, the county government was leaderless.

The East City Land God Temple.

The sky cracked at the moment, and the Land God appeared on his own without the need for the temple priest to summon him.

Seeing the unusual phenomenon of the sky cracking, he immediately used his magic, and a yellow light flashed and he came to the outside of the City God Temple.

"General Song, I'm here."

There was no need to be polite at this time. The Land God pushed the door open and saw the City God preparing soldiers.

Three or four hundred ghost messengers were all dressed in armor and holding sharp weapons, full of murderous aura.

But they looked a little ugly. Some had only one arm left, some had their heads broken, some had several arrows stuck in their chests, and some even had only half of their bodies floating in the air...

The leader, General Song, had a black tiger under his crotch and a long halberd in his hand. When he saw the Land God coming in, he immediately said.

"I was just about to find you to cast a spell. Send us to Black Mountain quickly to prevent the demons from rushing into the county."

"Okay!"

The God of Land used his divine power, a hazy yellow light flashed, and the temple was empty in an instant.

In addition to the common functions of moving clouds and rain, rewarding good and punishing evil, the different duties of the gods of the underworld have their own mysteries. For example, the City God is in charge of the reincarnation of the underworld, and the land god has the magical power of moving land.

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Black Mountain.

It was only afternoon, and it was already pitch black, and you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

The only light was the crack in the sky, where a few ghost fires fell from.

The ghost fire fell to the ground and turned into fierce ghosts with green faces and fangs. After the sky cracked, it was only a moment later that thousands of them fell.

Roar!

A whistling sound rang out, and under the call of the ghost general, the fierce ghosts and fierce souls lined up and divided into eight neat military formations.

At this time, there were still ghost fires falling, constantly expanding the ghost team.

From a distance, the Black Mountain suddenly turned into a ghost domain.

"What should we do?"

Wu Yuan and others frowned, thinking that it was the evil spirit splitting or possessing, and they could still resist it.

The tree demon was only a fourth-grade beast, and the sacrifice was just a wild beast in the mountains. How could it make such a big scene?

Dozens of constables could not even splash a little water in front of the army of evil spirits, and they would be swallowed up.

"What else can we do? Kill one to get back the money, kill two to make a profit!"

The speaker was a black-faced man named Li Da, holding two copper maces, who looked three points like Yan Chixia.

Hearing this, the others silently sorted out their weapons, attached the evil-repelling talismans, and swallowed any elixirs immediately, probably because they would not have the chance to eat them in the future.

"Huang Laodao, what are you writing?"

Wu Yuan wiped the weapon carefully, which was Yan Chixia's retired broadsword, and saw Huang Laodao writing quickly.

The sources of the Jinhua Liushanmen Constables are mixed. They value character over origin. Huang Laodao was originally the master of a dilapidated Taoist temple. He could draw a few talismans to ward off evil spirits and suppress demons. He worked part-time as a black-clothed constable at the invitation of Yan Chixiao.

Huang Laodao wrote quickly, without raising his head, and said: "Wulian Tianzun, I am writing a suicide note, telling Widow Sun that there are a few ingots of silver buried under the bed..."

Li Da laughed and said: "Old Huang is wrong this time. This group of hungry ghosts will pounce on us and leave nothing behind!"

"Can they eat stones?"

After Huang Laodao wrote his last words, he pinched the magic formula with his hand, and the bluestone on the ground cracked from the middle, and the letter was stuffed in.

Which man has not made some private money, so the others followed suit, wrote their last words on paper, and found cracks in the ground of stones and trees to keep them.

At this time, there was another change on the mountain.

Woo

Woo

The low horn sounded, majestic and melodious.

Led by the ghost general, the army dispersed in eight directions, with no less than two or three thousand evil ghosts in each direction.

To the southeast where Wu Yuan and others were, the leading ghost general was a monk, with his eyes flashing with dark flames, a skull rosary hanging around his neck, a pitch-black cassock on his body, and a treasured skeleton tower in his hands.

"Hehehe! Human smell? I met it before I even got down the mountain. I'm in great trouble today!"

The ghost monk waved his hand and threw out the skeleton tower, which turned into a size of three or four feet and blasted towards Wu Yuan and others.

"Kill!"

Wu Yuan roared, circulated his true energy and soared into the air, blasting at the skeleton tower.

A sixth-grade warrior was fearless and a ghost monk and ghost general had strange magic, and they fought each other.

Others jumped out from the trees and the forest, each using their own means to stop the evil ghost army. However, the number difference was too great, and the strength of each individual was not weaker than that of Huang Laodao and others, not to mention that two or three thousand evil ghosts rushed forward.

Only after contact, several people died, and the ghosts scrambled to bite the flesh, even swallowing clothes into their stomachs.

"Collect the soul!"

Evil ghosts all had soul-binding bags on their waists, and cast spells to collect the souls of the dead, and then pounced on the next one.

The locusts were just like this when they passed through. After just a few attacks, most of Wu Yuan and others died. The rest also fell into the siege of the ghosts. Various evil ghosts came from all directions. It was only a matter of time before they were all destroyed.

A long-tongued ghost took advantage of Li Da's fight with other ghosts and bit his arm, about to tear off a piece of raw meat.

"Damn it, if you dare to bite me, I will bite you too!"

Li Da tilted his head and bit the long-tongued ghost's nose. A smell of rottenness burst out in his mouth.

Li!

The long-tongued ghost opened his mouth in pain, and his tongue rolled like a soft sword, stabbing at Li Da's neck.

Li Da bit through the tip of his tongue directly, and the pure Yang blood sprayed on the long-tongued ghost's face, like boiling oil poured on water, with a sizzling sound mixed with screams.

"Haha, grandpa will treat you to a meal..."

Puff!

Before Li Da finished speaking, a ghost claw appeared on his chest, and he could see his heart contracting and beating, and the evil ghost laughed triumphantly behind him.

The man like a black iron tower fell to the ground with a bang, attracting dozens of evil ghosts to bite him.

Seeing that Wu Yuan and others were about to be destroyed, the ground was filled with yellow light, and hundreds of ghost messengers appeared out of thin air.

General Song had no time to reorganize his soldiers. Hei Hu leaped dozens of feet and swept his long halberd to save Huang Laodao.

"Wulian, that Heavenly Venerable! The old Taoist actually... left a..."

Huang Laodao's voice gradually became low, blood gushed out of his body, and he fell to the ground with a dim breath.

General Song waved his hand and a divine light protected Huang Laodao's soul, and shouted loudly.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The ghost messengers shouted in unison, and the murderous spirit rushed into the sky.

General Song was unparalleled in bravery. He took the lead and rushed into the army of evil ghosts. With a sweep of the long halberd attached with divine power, he killed a large number of evil ghosts and evil spirits.

The ghosts relied on the empty body, which was restrained by the divine power of incense. If they got a little bit of it, it would be like a ulcer attached to the bone.

The ghost messengers followed suit, attaching the thin divine power to their weapons, and killed and injured the evil ghosts several times.

The City God's ghost messenger was no match for the evil spirits and ghosts in terms of individual strength, and their number was several times smaller. However, relying on the power of incense and fearlessness, they actually forced the ghost army to retreat.

Woo

The horn sounded in the ghost army, and the ghosts who were originally retreating showed fear, stopped and counterattacked.

General Song rushed into the ghost army and saw Wu Yuan entangled with the ghost monk. The black tiger under his seat jumped dozens of feet.

He shook his long halberd and killed the ghost monk.

The ghost monk's body was flashing with black light, and the white bone rosary turned into a skull the size of a millstone, spewing black smoke and magic fire.

"Die!"

The long halberd in General Song's hand suddenly turned into red gold, directly smashed the skull, and stabbed the ghost monk's head.

The ghost monk's face changed, and he waved his hand to recall the skeleton tower for protection.

Wu Yuan had never seen General Song before, but they had a telepathic connection. He burst out his true energy and slashed dozens of times to stop the skeleton tower.

The ghost monk screamed, and the mighty incense power poured into it, conflicting with the evil spirits in his body, and the ghost body exploded. Pulling the evil spirits and ghosts in the surrounding area of ​​dozens of feet, they turned into ashes together.

As soon as the ghost general died, the ghost army, which had just raised its morale, suddenly became weak again.

General Song and Wu Yuan were ranked in the middle grade. They rushed into the ghost group several times, and the ghost soldiers were defeated and fled back to the vicinity of the mountain temple.

"This is only the ghost army in the direction of Guobei County. The other seven directions..."

Wu Yuan sighed and looked at the three constables who were barely alive and breathing, his expression became even more gloomy.

"I have notified the city gods and earth gods of dozens of counties around. The ghost soldiers are not strong. As long as we take more precautions, there will not be too many casualties."

General Song pointed to the crack in the sky and said, "That is the key. If it cannot be sealed, the subsequent ghosts will continue to flow."

As if it was a crow's mouth, countless ghost fires fell from the crack before he finished speaking.

The ghost fire fell to the ground and turned into evil spirits and ghosts. There were dozens of ghost generals among them, and they rushed down the mountain like a tide with thousands of ghosts.

The crack in the sky changed again, and a blood-red eye appeared, looking at General Song and others through the crack.

The eyes were neither sad nor happy. Just a glance, General Song and others suffered a heavy blow, and their true energy and divine power were reduced by three or four layers.

Wu Yuan was already injured by the ghost monk, and now he was injured again, and couldn't help but spit out blood.

Thinking of his dead comrades, he was furious and pointed at the bloodshot eyes and cursed: "Look at you, my grandfather is here, come down if you dare"

General Song was stunned and gave Wu Yuan a thumbs up, praising him: "Brother, you are so brave. If you can survive this time, please come to the underworld to drink!"

"Haha! I can't curse such a terrifying monster on weekdays, but now I can curse it to my heart's content!"

As the two were talking, dense ghosts and fierce spirits swarmed in, and the dozen ghost generals who led them either activated magic weapons or waved swords and weapons to kill Song and Wu.

Wu Yuan leaned his sword on the ground, grabbed a handful of pills with no effect, and stuffed them into his mouth.

"This time I have to explain!"

"It doesn't matter! This general died once before in the Great Victory Pass..."

General Song waved his halberd and shouted: "It doesn't matter if you die again!"

Seeing the army of fierce ghosts approaching, I could already see the hideous faces of the ghost generals clearly, and streaks of thunder fell from the sky.

Boom!

When the thunder came, all the ghost generals at the front had turned into ashes.

"Reinforcements have arrived!"

General Song looked in the direction from which the thunder light came, and after a few breaths he saw a thin Taoist man in blue shirt coming in the clouds.

When they were close, Yan Chixiao jumped down from the cloud, glanced at the injured policeman, with veins pulsing on his forehead, and asked Wu Yuan angrily.

"Why are you the only ones? Where are Xiao Fei, Lao Huang and the others?"

"them……"

Wu Yuan did not dare to continue speaking, Yan Chixiao's eyes seemed to be gnawing.

Zhou Yi fell from the cloud: "Boy Yan, now is not the time to speak. There are still seven groups of ghost soldiers scattered in all directions. They want to rob the souls and sacrifice them to the ghosts and gods. They must be stopped as soon as possible and the souls can be taken back!"

Yan Chixiao suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "Senior Yiqing, what do you think we should do?"

"This is the treasure that Pindao once used to refine demons. It is made of real gold from the west and the essence of Lihuo from the south. It is called the Nanming Lihuo Sword!"

Zhou Yi handed the immortal sword to Yan Chixiao and said: "I will give you this sword. Cooperate with the method of Tu Tu Gong's transfer, and you will definitely defeat all the ghost soldiers."

The Lihuo Sword of Nanming contains 20,000 mana powers from the Book of Changes. It always activates the effect of the fairy sword in subduing demons and subjugating demons. It can also protect Yan Chixiao's safety and prevent Xiaoxiao from snatching the sword and stealing it.

"good!"

Yan Chixiao simply took the fairy sword and felt the mysterious flames washing through his body.

The evil spirit is refined by Nanming Lihuo to eliminate the impurities and retain the essence. Regular tempering can turn it into pure Gangqi.

The warrior's true energy and Gang energy are blended together, and the killing power suddenly increases several times, which can compete with the outside scene.

Refining evil spirits and condensing them is a secret art of martial arts. Unfortunately, evil spirits are easy to find but hard to refine. Unless you are lucky enough to find a natural and pure Gangsha.

"I have seen the immortal, and the little god obeys his orders."

The Earth God emerged from the ground and said, "Everyone, please come closer. You can save some magical energy by casting magic to move."

A black and yellow divine light flashed, and Yan Chixiao and others disappeared.

Zhou Yi looked up at the crack in the sky, soared into the sky, and met the blood-red eyes.

"I'm a poor man, let's see how powerful the ghosts and gods in the underworld are!"

Two to three thousand remaining ghost soldiers gathered at the mountain temple. They were afraid of the Taoist thunder method and frightened by the power of ghosts and gods. They shrank like a little daughter-in-law who had been wronged.

Zhou Yi waved his hand and took the soul-binding bag on the ghost soldier's waist, took out the souls of Li Dayifei and others, and put them into his sleeves.

Just now, the thunder method killed the ghost general, and I learned its origin through the demon illustrated book. It was a ghost and god from the underworld in Fengzhou. The thousand-year-old tree demon summoned him, opened the rift between Yin and Yang, and released his ghost soldiers to plunder human souls.

Soul-born souls are an indispensable spiritual resource for ghosts and gods, and they can bewitch believers everywhere to offer sacrifices and summon them.

"You don't want a soul, come down and get it if you can!"

Blood eyes filled the cracks in the void, like an inlaid eye of punishment, with a bloody light flashing.

die!

The strange fluctuations directly affected the Yinshen of Zhouyi.

Under the protection of magic power, the Yin God felt sluggish and weak. It was not until the purple green rope was activated that pure Yang fairy light flashed through, and the strange evil power was driven away.

"Is this a way to follow the magical power through words? Or is it a way to curse the nightmare?"

Zhou Yi is not a character who cannot fight back. For thousands of years, his magic power has been circulating, and a radius of several miles has turned into a sea of ​​thunder.

With a wave of his hand, endless thunder surged towards the blood eyes like a long river.

The Tiangang thunder method was so strong that it fell in the blood eyes, and a faint roar of pain came out.

The blood eyes brushed out countless waves of blood, which poured down from the sky in an attempt to drown the sea of ​​thunder.

Two rays of divine light, one green and one purple, rose up from the lightning, instantly breaking through the waves of blood and piercing the bloody eyes fiercely.

Roar!

An earth-shattering roar came from the crack, and Xue Lang retracted his eyes, with two clearly visible scars in the center of his eyes.

"The ghosts and gods of the underworld are not worthy of their name!"

Zhou Yi stood in the sky, his Taoist robes were fierce, purple green ropes hung on the left and right, and the sea of ​​thunder surged and rolled under his feet.

The blood eyes observed coldly for a moment, then slowly closed, and the cracks in the air closed at the same time.

The night is gone and it's time for the sun to set.