Section 145
"This..."
Master Yixiu hesitated. According to the records in the sect's classics.
The Buddha Light Ghost King is a third-level grudge ghost.
It has successfully condensed a ghost body entity, which is a very evil thing, and the ghost magic power that has been born is very strange. It can judge the sins carried by each person, and then according to the sins, it will face a great crisis.
In addition, the third-level grudge ghost, the evil spirit has been materialized.
They can interfere with the real world, use ghost magic, and form incomprehensible weird effects. Among them, the powerful ones can even create a weird domain that interferes with the real world.
It is unknown how much strength the Buddha Light Ghost King still has. If the strength is too strong, they will go there and die.
However, if this ghost is not solved now, it will be released by the French later and its strength will be restored.
That is even more unacceptable to Master Yixiu.
When the Buddha Light Ghost King takes revenge, the first place he will find is Master Yixiu's sect.
"Buddha has mercy!"
"Since this ghost has a chance to come back again, today I will sacrifice my life for the sake of righteousness."
"Even if I die, I must not let this ghost escape from here."
"Master Yixiu, this is not a battle for you alone. In exorcising demons, my Maoshan is no weaker than anyone else. This time, let's go together to kill the evil ghosts here and clear the name of the world."
"Yes, don't even think about being alone."
Although Simu and Master Yixiu are happy enemies, they have lived together for so many years, and there is still a feeling.
How can I watch him take risks alone.
So, Yue Zhenshan and his party moved forward again. When they reached the end of the canyon, they found that there was an endless cave in front of them.
At the entrance of the cave, there is a yellow river, named Huangquan.
Chapter 181 Never Reborn
"The distant Huangquan Road, endless ghosts of wronged death."
"Shadows bind wronged souls, and they will never be reborn."
"Everyone be careful, there are many ghosts of wronged death in this river, and they will attack all creatures passing by."
Master Yixiu warned.
This place is extremely evil. His sect was responsible for exterminating the Buddha Light Ghost King, but he suffered a great setback here. Many of his fellow disciples were dragged down by the wronged souls in the underworld and became part of it.
"Brother, tell the brothers to use the Blood Evil Soul Devouring Knife. This is a special weapon that can also cause considerable damage to ghost-like demons."
"Huh!?"
"What Blood Evil Soul Devouring Knife?"
Hearing Yue Zhenshan's words, Simu was stunned. He had never heard that Maoshan had a magical weapon like the Blood Evil Soul Devouring Knife.
Yue Zhenshan was also troubled by Simu.
He found that no matter in Maoshan, or when he was a disciple of Sikong Nan, or in his own blacksmith shop, he was the youngest disciple.
This is Moscao. Wherever he goes, he is a senior brother.
Now the two gangs are together, and it is easy to confuse the names.
"Brother Simu, I'm talking about Brother Leng Quanfeng. The weapons used by my Futu Camp are specially made."
"So that's the case. Then you should pay attention to your own safety."
"Thank you for your concern, Taoist priest!"
Leng Quanfeng clasped his fists and thanked Simu.
Because of Yue Zhenshan, several groups of people are now surrounding Yue Zhenshan.
In fact, the forces under Yue Zhenshan have already seen the phenomenon of small hills within them.
Yue Zhenshan himself knows this problem.
However, he has a special skill "Soul Chip Trading Technique". He has absolute control over his members. If anyone dares to make trouble, he will directly harvest their souls at that time. Don't blame him for being too cruel.
At present, the forces under his command are expanding rapidly. Such a small group is conducive to dispersed expansion, so he didn't care.
"Hurry up and stay here. The gathered popularity will awaken the wronged souls sleeping at the bottom of the river."
"Well, Master Yixiu, you are responsible for pointing the way, and I will lead the way in front."
Although Yue Zhenshan has Jing Yuanbao's notes, in fact, Jing Yuanbao's notes are still relatively one-sided.
In the notes, Yue Zhenshan still knows where Jing Yuanbao has walked.
If Jing Yuanbao hadn't mentioned it, Yue Zhenshan would be at a loss, after all, it was his first time here.
Just after walking a few dozen meters,
bubbles began to gurgle on the surface of the water of Huangquan,
and the looming ghosts began to revive.
"Go, don't get entangled, no one knows how many dead souls there are below."
"Go, go, go!"
Just now, the dead souls showed up in Huangquan, and Yue Zhenshan wanted to go and see something strange.
It is rumored that there is a Wangchuan River under the Naihe Bridge in the underworld, and its water is Huangquan water. I don't know if this Huangquan River is related to the Wangchuan River in hell.
There is also the legendary Mengpo Soup. It is said that everyone will shed tears when they are alive, because of joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, and desire, and all sentient beings are suffering.
Mengpo collected their tears drop by drop and boiled them into soup.
Finally, it was mixed into a wine-like soup with five flavors: sweet, bitter, spicy, sour, and salty. It can also be mixed into various aspects of life like a cocktail. Everyone who drinks Mengpo soup has their own taste, and then they will completely forget all the memories of their previous lives.
"Junior brother, be careful--"
"Look, the ghosts have come up, and they are still in a daze."
"Ghost-driving talisman, pardon!"
A ghost floated out of the underworld, with a black chain inserted into its vest.
The ghost struggled to fly out of the water and rushed towards Yue Zhenshan. Simu was already ready, holding the oversized sword in his right hand and the talisman in his left hand. Seeing the ghost making trouble, he instantly killed the ghost.
"Thank you, Brother Simu, don't worry--"
"Alas, now the ghosts are awakening, be careful."
Yue Zhenshan didn't dare to say that he did it on purpose.
Seeing that these ghosts didn't seem to be very strong, he planned to kill the ghosts to get some experience points. After all, now that he has more skills, experience points are never enough.
"Ahhh--"
"Die die die!!"
"......"
The ghosts that revived at the bottom of the river began to howl like ghosts, and the harsh sound echoed in the cave.
Forming a special range of sound, these sounds made everyone dizzy.
It's simply the ghost version of the lion roar.
Fortunately, they can't make loud noises, otherwise, it would be a complete tragedy.
"Chop them all for me, chop them hard!"
"Don't let the ghosts go either. Since they are still not quiet after death, let them die again."
"Let them learn to be decent."
"Received, General Yue--"
Besieged by a group of ghosts, Yue Zhenshan's Futu Camp began to chop with all their hands and feet.
The Blood Evil Soul Devouring Knife is simply more powerful than a tiger against ghosts.
The severed souls of these dead souls were directly transformed into bloody evil spirits by the Blood Evil Soul Devouring Knife and returned to the sacred mountain of the Futu Camp soldiers. With energy replenishment, the soldiers of the Futu Camp became more and more courageous.
Soon they were blood-thirsty.
On the contrary, the dead souls were chopped off by Yue Zhenshan and his Futu Camp, which was so miserable.
"This is not right!"
"Brother Simu, Master Yixiu, look at those dead souls with missing arms and legs. After they jumped into the Yellow Spring, they came out again and were complete heroes... uh, good ghosts, what's going on?"
"They are not afraid of being injured. The injured dead souls roll around in the Yellow Spring and immediately become new dead souls, endless."
Seeing this scene, Yue Zhenshan was anxious. This guy can recover blood instantly, so how can he kill monsters and gain experience.
As long as they are not killed in one blow, isn't it a waste?
"These dead souls are bound to the earth."