I am the Lord of the Underworld

Chapter 155 Ancient Gods, A World of Controversy

"Finally found!"

The moment she saw this thing, the priestess exclaimed, her joy was beyond words.

This is the body of the female clown.

It is true, as the high priest, she is most familiar with the aura of female ugliness.

The Chou is the God of Witches, and the High Priest is her subordinate, who is born with the ability to sense her. The Priestess wanted to give up, but she persisted for so long, so she gritted her teeth and persisted. She found it.

In addition to the witch, there is also a big crab. The big crab is the ancestor of the crabs. The Daxi people are surrounded by mountains and rivers. Crabs are equivalent to cattle and horses in other tribes, and have become an indispensable thing in life.

If these crabs rebelled in front of the battle, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The priestess has already announced the death penalty for the Daxi people.

Of course, the premise is that the underground lord wakes up the female clown.

Thinking of this, the female priest's expression became dignified. If I guessed correctly, the glowing brown stone shell on the female clown's body should be the ten Penggui's confinement circle. They can't stop the female ugly's power, they can only use this way, Cut off the connection between the female ugly and the outside world, so that it cannot absorb external forces to recover.

If this layer of cover is broken, the female clown might be able to wake up.

"I have to tell the Underground Lord this news quickly." The priestess thought to herself.

She has nothing to do about it, but if it is left to the underground master to deal with, it should be easily resolved.

The next day, the priestess sent a message to Tang Ping with a jade talisman.

Just passed the summons.

Whoa!
A ball of fire burst out, and the flames converged into a figure.

"Meet the Underworld Lord."

Every time the underground lord appeared on the stage, the priestess was shocked.

The formation formed by the Daxi people is not even as good as a piece of paper in front of the underground master. They can enter and leave at will, and even the ban is not sounded.

"Have you found the clown?"

"Yes."

"You try to separate out the consciousness again."

The priestess did so, she came to the outside world with a radius of ten feet, sat cross-legged, recited ancient songs, and entered a mysterious and mysterious realm.

After a long time, the consciousness unfolded.

Under this realm, the priestess is one with the heaven and the earth, so it is easier to find someone.

Tang Ping opened his third eye between his brows

The golden eyes shone slightly.

Here, the master magic eye will become stronger with the growth of one's cultivation base. The magic eye has the characteristic of seeing through all heels.

Even stronger than the so-called golden eyes.

Soon, he saw the female ugly corpse.

"So that's how it is...I understand, let's take back the magic power."

With a soft drink from Tang Ping, the priestess woke up from a mysterious state.

The method of witch sacrifice is essentially a method of hypnosis. By hypnotizing yourself, you can achieve the state of no waves in the ancient well and the unity of thoughts.

In fact, it was mainly about cultivating the mind, and Tang Ping's supernatural powers restrained them more, so a soft drink broke their secret technique.

"God, have you found a way?"

"Yes, as long as Shi Penggui is subdued, it will be fine."

This is very difficult, but seeing the confidence of the underground master, the priestess is relieved.

The witch clan was finally saved, the priestess said: "God master, why don't you summon all the witches and let them get to know the god master?"

"Let's talk about it later."

Tang Ping declined, and then disappeared.

Another year of spring sacrifice, after the sacrifice, the territory grew.

Now the cloudy soil on Wushan is a circle with a diameter of eighteen miles, and it can cover the mountain just now.

Meteorite craters in the clouds on the top of the mountain.

Clouds are constantly floating out from the bottom of the pit.

Surrounded by tortoise shells the size of a house, the tortoise shells are of different colors, the most conspicuous of which is the golden tortoise shell.

This is the tortoise shell.

A golden tortoise gathered by clouds appeared on the shell of the tortoise. The tortoise opened its mouth wide, revealing its fangs, breathing in the essence of the sun and the moon.

After a long time, the work is done.

"Huh, the essence of the sun and the moon can no longer make me diligent. It seems that I can only reshape my physical body."

said the tortoise.

Its current state is worse than ghosts. Ghosts still have a soul at least, and they only have thoughts.

Thoughts are useless, if it weren't for the magical power of the turtle shell and its control over Wushan, its fate would be similar to that of being used as a divination tool for female clowns before.

"It's time for Grand Nuo to launch a general attack, I need more flesh and blood!"

The tortoise's eyes gleamed malevolently.

I don't know how many years ago, the tortoise was born with hazy self-awareness. Taking advantage of the weakness of the female ugly, he tricked the people of the Daxi tribe into rebellion. He used the power of the tortoise to enlighten the Daxi people, so that they had the power of witches.

Therefore, the tortoises are the least afraid of the Daxi people's rebellion, because they can only be awakened by the power of the ten Peng tortoises.

A slave is a slave after all, and it would be impossible without Shi Penggui.

After continuous sacrifices, the tortoise finally manifested its form.

"Awaken the mind with the blood of the witch, and then use the blood of the people of Chu to achieve the physical body. At that time, you can absorb the power of the ugly girl."

The tortoise looked at the full moon and muttered to himself.

Step by step, from the unknown divination to the highest.

This is the ambition of the tortoise.

"You little thing is quite insidious, no wonder you didn't try to destroy the ugly woman's body. Let me just say, a mere corpse will be killed in tens of thousands of years."

"Who??"

The tortoise suddenly became alert, looked up to the other side, and there was a person beside him.

The clouds at the bottom of the pit revolved around him, and thunder and lightning appeared faintly in the clouds.

The tortoise turned pale with fright, why can outsiders break through the clouds and come here?And I don't know it yet.

It stared hard, the magic pattern on the golden turtle shell lit up, and an indestructible golden light converged.

The surrounding clouds are boiling, and the thunderstorm is about to fall.

boom!
The man on the opposite side was faster than him, and several lightning bolts struck the shell of the turtle, causing the turtle's consciousness to falter and become blurred.

The boiling cloud had no effect on Tang Ping.

As the deity of this place, coupled with the perfect wind and thunder technique, he doesn't know how to lose.

With a flash of his figure, he came to the shell of the divine tortoise, and put one hand on the shell.

"Hiss..."

Suddenly a yellow dragon appeared on Tang Ping's shoulder. This dragon rushed to the side of the turtle shell, opened its mouth to swallow it, and then spit it out again. At this time, the turtle could no longer control its body.

It means that Tang Ping has refined the turtle shell.

Originally, the tortoise shell was considered as one with Wushan. It stands to reason that this became the territory, and the tortoise shell should also be something that Tang Ping can control.

But this is not the case.

Turtle shells have spiritual intelligence, even if it is superficial, then they are life, and life cannot become part of the territory.

Otherwise, the ability of this subterranean master is too exaggerated. In the future, when the city of the enemy country is established, the enemy country will become one of our own?This is clearly unlikely.

Of course, the life here refers to sentient beings, and sentient beings are sentient beings.

For example, vegetation is life, but it is not a sentient being, so it can be concluded by a pact.

Now that the tortoise shell is refined, the tortoise shell becomes the thing in his palm.

The tortoise in front of him naturally became a conscious body with no sanity.

After the body was controlled, the tortoise panicked completely, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "This great god, I don't know what offended the little tortoise, I hope you will be more generous."

"Uh, you don't need to explain." Tang Ping interrupted the turtle's speech, "I am here to kill you, so there is no need to explain."

After all, the surrounding clouds gathered around the tortoise.

The ghost of the tortoise is dying, and it is too late to beg for mercy.

"boom!"

When the thunder fell, the sea of ​​lightning devoured the tortoise, and the majestic thunder and lightning smashed it into ashes.

"Huh, it's naturally a spiritual thing, so you have to be a spiritual thing obediently. What kind of spiritual wisdom is born?"

Tang Ping snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

Sometimes it is not a good thing for a spiritual object to be born with wisdom. It is abnormal to be a monster, and the monster will make the item out of its control.

Especially this kind of spiritual thing that acts as a formation, once it has a spirit, there will be uncontrollable consequences. Isn't the female ugliness a lesson from the past.

Whether it's here or the cave where he lives, Tang Ping will basically put on the formation of exterminating spiritual wisdom, so as to prevent the utensils from turning into ghosts and making a fool of him when he is not paying attention. You still need to pay attention to this detail.

Tang Ping imposed spiritual restraints one by one, and since then, the ten-peng turtle has been completely controlled. Although Wu Shan has not been completely covered, taking down this ten-peng turtle is basically considered complete control.

After Tang Ping finished these, he returned to the water prison.

The priestess was still waiting, and when she saw Tang Ping appear, she jumped up like a kitten whose tail had been trampled on.

"God Lord, are you back so soon?" the priestess was a little puzzled.

It has only been a few hours, and the Divine Master is back now, could it be that he was frustrated?
"solved."

"Solved?" The priestess was a little surprised, her big eyes flickering.

"Yes!"

Tang Ping called out with his right hand, and ten miniature turtle shells floated beside him. Only then did the priestess believe it, but she was still beyond shock.

As expected of a god, Shi Penggui suppressed the Wu Clan for tens of thousands of years. Generations of young and promising high priests died in depression. The priestess thought that the Wu Clan was just like this.

Thinking of this, the priestess knelt down with tears in her eyes, and said, "Thank you, God! The witch clan can see the light of day again, and we will be able to do the same in the future."

"No, it's enough to carry forward the divine way, and you don't need to work for me."

Tang Ping didn't care.

There are many people who want to do the same work as dogs and horses, but what he wants is not only that, if there is someone who can carry forward the divine way, he must be happy to death.

Tang Ping positions himself as a pioneer, but he doesn't have to do everything himself. The development of Shinto requires a lot of fresh blood to develop.

"Let's get started, time is running out."

Nuo Lord launched the general attack in the past few days.

The [-] Creek Clan, the Twelve Great Meals, the destructive power brought by one roaming is astonishing; coupled with the Yuren's troubles, the casualties may be very large.

If they break through one by one, the pressure may be much less.

"Okay God Master, let go of your spiritual sense now."

"Need not!"

Tang Ping patted the female priest on the shoulder.

Whoa!
The surrounding scenery changed drastically, and the scenery quickly disappeared, replaced by bottomless darkness.

Whoa!
The female priest's eyes lit up, followed by a dazzling red light.

After the eyes recovered a little, the priestess opened them.

There are two huge mountains that come into view.

Judging from the outline, it must be the female clown and the ancestor of the crab, which she has seen in her consciousness, but what she saw with her own eyes, the height of the female clown's corpse is much taller than she imagined.

It is about three thousand feet high.

The ancestor of the crab is only half the height of the female ugly corpse, but it is as wide as ten feet wide.

"God!!"

The priestess was very excited.

Could it be that the goal of the witch clan for thousands of years must be accomplished in my own generation?

"Don't worry."

Tang Ping released ten tortoises, ten tortoise shells of different colors seemed to come alive, and the mysterious lines on the tortoise shells turned into golden light floating in the air.

But there was no movement on the surface of the stone shell.

"Huh? Is the order wrong?"

Tang Ping frowned and thought, then understood.

"It should be arranged according to the ancient books."

The ancients said: Ten friend tortoises, one is called the god tortoise, the other is called the spirit tortoise, the third is called the she tortoise, the fourth is called the precious tortoise, the fifth is called the wen tortoise, the sixth is called the water tortoise, the seventh is called the mountain tortoise, the eighth is called the marsh tortoise, and the ninth is called the water tortoise. , Ten said fire tortoise.

Sure enough, after the order was correct, the patterns flew high into the sky, and cracks appeared on the brown stone shell on the surface of the corpse.

clack clack...

A steady stream of stones fell down, and Tang Ping propped up a piece of golden light. The stones fell on the golden light and instantly turned into powder.

The appearance of the corpse begins to emerge.

Although the name of the female ugly has the word "ugly", the appearance is first-class.

Her black hair is like a waterfall, hanging down her waist, and her skin is as white as jade. On Xiafei's cheeks, the most eye-catching thing is her eyebrows. The eyebrows are not willow leaf-shaped like ordinary beauties, but red eyebrows with dots.

With his eyes closed, he seemed to be in a deep sleep.The center of her eyebrows is also strange, it is red and irregular color marks, as if it was forcibly branded on by a soldering iron.

"Could it be roasted for ten days?" Tang Ping thought to himself.

Looking at the corpse through the eyes of the underground lord, the situation is worse than I imagined.

The physical body is basically dead, without any strength, it should be caused by the passage of life.

After all, the emperors of heaven can't live for more than 10 years. Although they use special methods to keep their bodies from decaying, their other powers are basically gone.

However, the scar between her eyebrows showed a little sign of the existence of divine sense.

"Female priest, use your corpse method to communicate." Tang Ping said.

"Yes!"

The priestess put on her mask, began to dance and dance, and muttered words.

At this time, the surrounding atmosphere became subtle, and countless spirits gathered around the female priest.

Whoa!
The priestess suddenly opened her eyes, her temperament changed drastically, her eyes turned red, and her eyes were unusually sharp.

"Who are you?" The voice also became mature.

"The one who saves you."

This person must be ugly.

At this time, Nv Chou also learned about Tang Ping's skills from the memory of the female sacrifice.

"Tai Yi appointed..."

The female ugly does not doubt that he is there.

The female priest may not have seen it, but the female ugly knew that Tang Ping possessed such supernatural powers, that he was not appointed by Taiyi, and his personality was much higher than her own, at least at the level of a god.

"But I have no strength."

"You don't have to worry about this, I will give you the source of strength."

"Meet the Lord God!"

The ancient gods, return to their place!
While Tang Ping was happy, he couldn't help but have some guesses.

The ancient gods can be resurrected, will other forces have similar secrets?

For example, those gods who got the Heavenly Emperor's medicine, or the ancient Heavenly Emperor.

According to the course of history, all heavenly kingdoms may emerge.

Perhaps the world of great struggle is coming.

(End of this chapter)