This devil can't get through

Chapter 128
Xia Qingyang returned to the cave of the ancient demon, facing the terrifying corpse of the ancient demon, he felt helpless.

Let him put this thing here, no matter if he can't make it, but if he is alone, his knowledge will be limited after all...

He thought for a while, and finally realized that he didn't seem to have thighs either!
"Seventh brother, eighth brother, come and help me!"

He suddenly yelled.

Not long after, the breath from the underworld gathered around him... It seemed that a passage appeared in front of him?

Xia Qingyang realized something, and quickly poured his true energy into it.

The passage expanded rapidly, and then two figures, one black, one white, one fat and one thin, appeared in front of him.

Black and white impermanence responded to his 'please God'.

Hei Wuchang's carefree voice sounded: "Brother Qingyang, where have you been? There is a formation blocking us brothers from coming here in such a short way."

Bai Wuchang has already pulled his silly brother and said: "Look there... This is the cave of the ancient monster, isn't it normal to prevent us from shrinking into an inch?"

It was only then that Hei Wuchang noticed such a huge pile of giant crocodile corpses...

Afterwards, the saliva remained unsatisfied.

Xia Qingyang: "..."

Didn't he ask these two to eat the corpse of the ancient demon?
But Hei Wuchang shook his head regretfully after seeing the state of the corpse clearly: "It's been dead for a long time, it's not fresh anymore."

I really want to eat it!

Xia Qingyang suddenly realized what kind of ecology the witch clan and monster clan were in ancient times...

That is the relationship between hunter and prey!

As for the ancient Heavenly Court, no matter how you look at it, it feels like the monster race was cornered by the witch race, and then they could only subconsciously run to a higher place, and finally climbed to the top of Buzhou Mountain and found the Heavenly Court... just like a human encounters a tiger in the forest , the first reaction is like climbing a tree.

Bai Wuchang is much more reliable, he sensed the situation in this cave and said: "The resentment here is not scattered, and this corpse was suppressed by the supernatural talisman to suppress the process of corpse transformation...Brother, I understand what you are looking for. What does it mean that our two brothers come..."

As soon as the voice fell, I saw him take out a Nether Token, and then I didn't see what he did, a strong suction appeared on the Nether Token...

In the cave here, the grievances and fragments of resentful souls contained in the countless skeletons in the mud at the bottom of the pool were all sucked in, causing the ghost token to gradually emit a gloomy and cold aura.

"Sigh~"

With a shake of Bai Wuchang's hand, the token fell to the ground, and then began to shake continuously.

Seeing this, he quickly said: "The resentment here is too heavy, it actually makes the Nether Token so cold... Brother Qingyang, only you can pick it up here."

"Your merits and virtues can suppress grievances... You must hurry up, or the grievances will come out again... If it breaks out here, the consequences will be disastrous."

Xia Qingyang hesitated for a moment, then wrapped his true energy in his hand and picked it up...

He was still willing to listen to Bai Wuchang's words. After all, he was a ghost messenger working in the underworld, and they had a good friendship, so there was no reason to harm him.

The first time he got it, he felt what Bai Wuchang meant by 'frozen hands'... That cold and tyrannical aura instantly rushed into his body, as if trying to tear his consciousness apart.

His true qi reacted immediately.

The pure Taiyin Qi barely resisted the invasion of this resentment, but when Xia Qingyang was a little at a loss... It was not the merits of Bai Wuchang who suppressed these resentments, but his primordial spirit. The Lingbao Tianzun Token Talisman on it suddenly burst into light.

All the grievances were pushed back into the Nether Token at once, and seeing this, Xia Qingyang began to recite the "Lingbao's Infinite Saving the Wonderful Sutra" with great happiness.

This scripture perfectly matched the command talisman in his primordial spirit, and it immediately bloomed brightly, dispelling all the gloom around him.

Strands of remnant souls floated out from the Nether Token, they were all unwillingness of the dead, they had no self-awareness, only pure resentment...

But now that these resentments have been dispelled, they have become a blank, and have become the most authentic spirituality innate.

Hei Wuchang quickly took out a bag and put away these true spirits.

He said: "These true spirits are very fragile. They have to be soaked in the water of Wangchuan to warm them up before they can be sent to reincarnate...Brother Qingyang has done a lot of good deeds."

Bai Wuchang nodded silently, then looked at the huge corpse and said: "There is also this corpse, which was troublesome before, but now we can also solve it together."

"This talisman is still effective, Brother Qingyang can just activate the full effect of this talisman, suppress its soul, and then refine it with the halal fire."

Xia Qingyang nodded, still reciting the "Lingbao Infinitely Saving the Wonderful Sutra" in his mouth, while the Shangqing True Fire sprayed out from his mouth and nose without any influence, burning the body of this ancient demon.

On the one hand, he was refining the corpse of the ancient demon, and on the other hand, he was still transcending the ancient remnant soul in the Nether Token.

That black and white impermanence seems to have become his two assistants, Bai Wuchang guides the dead soul in the Nether Token for him, and Hei Wuchang guards him against the corpse of the ancient demon...

This refining process is very long-lasting, and the body of the ancient demon cannot be completely refined in an instant.

He didn't use his brain to draw out the blood in the ancient monster's body... In fact, he had already used the blood sacrifice to speed up the burning of the blood in the ancient monster's body.

The Shangqing real fire was burnt to a horrible red visual effect by him, and I don't know if his teacher Tongtian will be angry when he sees it?

Time passed by little by little, and three days later, seeing the magic talisman drift away little by little, and only a quarter of the giant monster's body was burned...

The dead air broke out again, and it started to move again!
But this time the feeling is obviously not as horrible as the landslide at first, it seems much weaker?

He later realized that the intensity of the corpse change was not only related to the death energy, but also related to the concentration of resentment around it.

Zombies also have souls, maybe this soul comes from the endless resentment?
Xia Qingyang felt this, and his already exhausted spirit lifted up a lot.

Maintaining the real fire for such a long time, and at the same time chanting scriptures...that is, he can only do it if his foundation is far beyond ordinary.

Hei Wuchang also exerted his strength immediately, and pressed his hands firmly on the corpse, completely suppressing it and making it immobile.

Xia Qingyang doubted... even if this ancient monster was still alive, he might not be the opponent of this black starling, right?What's more, it's dead...

And at this moment, I heard some movement from outside, it seems that someone is going to come in...

Xia Qingyang's expression tightened, this was what he was most worried about.

Yu Yuanzong's other people will definitely come to investigate, but he didn't expect that he would stay here for so long... He thought that calling out Black and White Impermanence would be the end of the matter, but he didn't expect that he was mainly working...

(End of this chapter)