I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 561 Combo Skill, Underground Cage (5k)

Tuoba Wushen is in Decheng, so what is he doing now?
Zhang Xuewen was a little confused. He used to be very happy when someone admitted their mistakes, especially after the rumor spread that Wen Yan was Tuoba Wushen, he did feel more comfortable than before.

At least he doesn't have to worry about someone knowing his identity. He is a hero for only one day a month, and the remaining twenty-nine days, sometimes even thirty days, are spent being pressed to the ground and rubbed by his wife's hand.

Of course, the last few months have been good because I learned a lot from Wen Yan, and even without the transformation, I can still practice normally.

He didn't achieve any success in his practice, but his martial arts skills were improving by leaps and bounds.

His wife has made rapid progress in recent months, but she can no longer pin him to the bed with one move like before.

This proves that he is progressing much faster than his wife.

Zhang Xuewen was very grateful to Wen Yan, especially when he heard that someone was targeting Wen Yan because of the rumors that were spreading like wildfire and had details and evidence that proved that Wen Yan was Tuoba Wushen.

It is more likely that those people are targeting Tuoba Wushen, and the probability of them targeting Wen Yan is actually not very high.

He was shocked when he heard that Wen Yan had died, but soon after, Cai Heizi contacted him and asked him to follow Wen Yan's arrangements, but to make some changes.

From then on, everything was directed by Cai Heizi. Zhang Xuewen didn't understand the inside story, but he remembered Wen Yan's words.

"When you are needed, just catch the enemy and beat him to death. When you are not transformed, don't even go to watch. Just stay alive."

He originally came to Decheng, ready to wait until the end of the month to see if he could use it.

But unexpectedly, he was transferred away and came to the sea.

But there is still more than a day left until the end of the month, and even if he wants to fight on the last day of the month, it is impossible for him to do so at midnight on the 30th.

It would take him at least half a day, until the evening of the 30th, to reach the hard data of Tuoba Wushen in the past.

Now he could only listen to Wen Yan and wait patiently.

On the other side, Wen Yan felt that it was about time, so he walked down from the basement of Old Zhao's house along the stairs that shouldn't have appeared.

After taking a step forward, Wen Yan unleashed his Yang energy. The blazing Yang energy followed the path all the way to the underworld.

In the underworld, those dead souls who seemed to never stop now all stopped in place.

The first wave of such intense Yang energy impact could instantly dissipate countless souls on the road to the underworld.

But the various things Wen Yan had done in the underworld had already made the souls in the underworld very accustomed to his yang energy.

When he passed by, he would add yang energy to the street lamps, allowing the warm light, mixed with the warmth of the scorching sun, to illuminate the underworld.

Coupled with the scorching sun that Wen Yan bestowed upon himself, the blazing yang energy was able to work in line with Wen Yan's wishes, which could be considered a kind of enemy marking.

It broke out at this moment, and the original ghosts in the underworld immediately stood still, as if waiting for the sun they could accept to shine on them.

The newly arrived ghosts immediately felt as if they were in a furnace. The scorching and overbearing yang energy swept across, and a large number of monsters fell to the ground wailing. Their bodies rapidly shrank and carbonized, and when they finally fell to the ground, they shattered into a pile of ashes.

Wen Yanren had not arrived yet, but the road on the dead-end road on the other side of the intersection had already extended for a long distance, and a large number of monsters were constantly rushing to the end of the dead-end road.

The Taoist Master Bu Shi from Qingcheng also held eight golden swords and started a killing spree here.

There are three golden knives nailed on the road, and on each of the golden knives, there is a three-inch tall little man nailed. The shape of the little man keeps changing and flashing, but every time he wants to change, he will be forcibly interrupted by the golden knife.

The little people's intelligence was obviously much higher than those monsters. They kept cursing, trying to provoke the Taoist in front of them to turn around. However, the Taoist ignored them and just killed crazily.

No one knew when the safety rope originally tied to the Taoist Master Bu Shi broke. The Taoist Master Bu Shi could no longer turn back. He could not walk back by himself, and the people outside could not pull him out.

The Taoist didn't care. He came here without hesitation just to have an idea answered.

He controlled the spirits and ghosts to possess his body, while he himself was the main subject. This was actually listed as a forbidden technique by Qingcheng before.

Because this method has a big flaw, every time it is used, no matter what a person's basic conditions are, it will greatly damage the person's yang. If the basic conditions are slightly worse, the person will basically die after using it.

In theory, this is just a means of mutual destruction.

Under normal circumstances, it is naturally a forbidden technique.

But after the Taoist priest changed his profession to a cultivator very smoothly, Lieyang helped him make up for his shortcomings. He himself was extremely talented in this area, which made it possible for this forbidden technique to be used in normal times.

But even so, the erosion and side effects are still there, they can only be compensated for afterwards.

At this moment, Taoist Bu Shi was determined to kill his way forward. When he could no longer withstand the erosion of the underworld and the side effects of controlling ghosts and gods, he would take the initiative to let the ghosts and gods he controlled backfire.

Let the ghosts and gods devour him, and then let them continue to kill him all the way. It would be best if they kill him endlessly after they pass by.

If you say from morning to night, then it must be from morning to night.

He had already realized that he was going to die, and at this moment his mind was clear, his focus was extreme, his thoughts were smooth to the extreme, and he seemed to have entered a state of enlightenment.

The moment the golden sword slashed out, he felt a ray of golden light, accompanied by a bit of yang energy.

He was somewhat delighted and laughed heartily. The waving of his eight arms slowed down a little. After slowing down, the yang energy contained in the golden light became more obvious.

He could clearly feel that it was not the Yang energy that came from his body, but the power of the golden sword itself that was activated as he swung the sword, and the Yang energy that came from an unknown source.

"If I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening. The ancients were not deceiving me."

The Taoist Bu Shi laughed loudly, and his movements were not as swift and sharp as before, but every time he swung the knife, it was just right. Strands of golden light were all around him, and along with the knife marks, they left obvious traces of lingering in the air.

As his body danced, it became more and more rhythmic.

Suddenly, when he swung the golden sword, the darkness seemed to be illuminated, and a long river of yang energy turned into a wave as he swung the sword, rushing forward.

The golden blade and the blazing yang energy converged and echoed each other. Wherever they passed, all the monsters were instantly blown into powder. The crushing and purification were completed at the same time.

Don’t look back, you can’t look back here.

Seeing such a huge amount of Yang energy, his first reaction was Tuoba Wushen.

No wonder when he swung his sword just now, it seemed as if he could suddenly attract some yang energy from the underworld. It turned out that Tuoba Wushen had arrived.

"God of War, be careful. You can't turn back or go back. If you go back, you will get lost. There are some monsters here that will cut the safety rope. Be careful."

The Taoist priest Bu Shi shouted in a deep voice, reminding the people coming from behind to pay attention.

The three three-inch-tall ghosts who had just attacked and cut off his safety rope had been nailed to the ground by him.

When the little ghost heard the name of the God of War and felt the huge yang energy rushing towards him, he immediately raised his head and looked.

Unfortunately, they couldn't see anything. The other party was still some distance away from them, but their yang energy was too strong and arrived first.

The Yang energy that washed past was drawn by the golden knife, as if it had attracted the scorching sun at noon on the summer solstice. The little man, whose shape kept changing, gradually dissipated in the wave of Yang energy.

The three little men tried to hold their heads high, but until they completely disappeared, they still hadn't seen any sign of the person coming.

Enveloped in a huge amount of Yang energy, Wen Yan walked over. He looked at the back of the Taoist priest and smiled.

"Brother, you are really suitable for cultivation. Can you teach me that move just now?"

"Master...Junior Brother?" The voice of the Taoist Master Bu Shi was somewhat unbelievable, and his tone suddenly rose.

As the tone suddenly rose, the sound of the golden knife in the hands of the Taoist who did not turn back, as well as the sound of it breaking through the air, seemed to be covered up as well.

When Wen Yan saw the golden sword, the blade was already in front of him. After the gray cloth wrapped around one of the swords, it was immediately rolled up by the golden sword as if it was caught in a rotating roller.

Only then did Wen Yan see that there was another identical golden sword hidden in the blind spot behind the first golden sword.

Seeing the flying knife falling at an extremely fast speed, Wen Yan did not dare to catch it. He flashed on the spot and avoided the knife.

The golden knife was stuck in the ground, making a buzzing sound, and it was obvious that it had been thrown with great force.

Wen Yan raised his hand, and a gray cloth wrapped around another golden knife flew over. Wen Yan added yang energy to the golden knife, and the gray cloth rolled up the golden knife and threw it back.

When Taoist Bu Shi received the golden sword and felt the yang energy bestowed on the golden sword, he believed that the person who came was indeed Wen Yan.

Originally, such a huge amount of Yang energy could not be faked. He thought it was Tuoba Wushen, but as soon as Wen Yan spoke, he began to wonder if it was the evil spirits in the underworld that were causing trouble. Was it because he had been eroded by the underworld for too long and borrowed the power of ghosts and gods for too long that he began to be affected by the evil spirits and his perception began to be distorted?
Now that he had the golden sword, the yang energy on the golden sword began to dispel the negative forces in his body, and he dared to be sure.

After confirming it, Bu Shi Dao Ren didn't dare to ask anything. He was worried that there might be something else in this ghost place that could hear it.

Wen Yan walked forward, stretched out a hand, placed it on the shoulder of the Taoist Master Bu Shi, and first blessed the Taoist Master with yang energy.

When a living person enters the underworld, he will inevitably suffer from the continuous erosion of the environment here. Basically, he can only endure it or use various methods to eliminate the impact afterwards.

Wen Yan relied on the special effects of the scorching sun and his strong yang energy to withstand it, so he could basically ignore it.

He came to the end of the dead end road and looked into the darkness ahead. He could still hear the sound of water in his ears.

He sensed it and headed towards the place where the group of ghosts that had not yet been liberated were, and he still had to move forward.

But what he was sure of was that the place these guys who were paving the road were going to was definitely not the place where the ghosts that Wen Yan had taken away were.

The road ahead was blocked and still had not been paved. No more ghost-like monsters were seen afterwards.

At this time, he was certain of one thing: someone was really going to pave the road here.

But the other party obviously didn't intend to do it here.

After discovering that Tuoba Wushen had arrived, he immediately and decisively stopped.

Then obviously the focus will be placed somewhere else.

The other party has prepared a lot of room for error.

"Brother, let me take you away from here first."

Wen Yan shook his wrist, and a corner of the gray cloth flew out, cooperating with Wen Yan to catch the Taoist priest.

The moment Wen Yan turned around, everything he saw around him seemed to disappear. Wen Yan was already used to it, so he closed his eyes as he turned around.

His perception at this moment was distorted. The road to hell did not allow him to retreat or look back.

He could only follow Yongbumi's guidance and walk back. After bringing the Taoist Bushi to the basement of Old Zhao's house, the Taoist Bushi regained his perception.

He didn't ask Wen Yan why he could leave like that, he just said.

"Just now, my mind, intention, body, understanding, and action have reached unity, and I was able to swing the blade naturally, attracting the surging Yang energy. As for how I did it, I will go back and comprehend it carefully before I try to pass it on to you."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Senior Brother Bushi. That move you just made was really cool. I really want to learn it."

After Bu Shi Taoist said this, his figure suddenly staggered and his body returned to its original state. The ghost he controlled left his body and appeared behind him, and the ghost's breath was also a little weak.

Being possessed by someone as powerful as the Taoist Priest Bu Shi can actually cause considerable harm to the ghost, and both sides are under great pressure.

Wen Yan pinched his fingers and shot out a ray of yang energy, which was directed to the ghost.

"Brother, you take a rest here. Don't rush out. It may be easier for you to comprehend here."

Wen Yan didn't say much, but even without looking at the Taoist priest he could understand. If he went out now, some information would be exposed.

Wen Yan took out his cell phone. As soon as he came out, he received a lot of messages from the black box.

There are currently only four places where a large number of ghost monsters or creatures from the wilderness are trying to break through.

Cloud sea rift, grand intersection, East China Sea whirlpool, island country.

The first two were places that were not suitable for large-scale military deployment, but they were both suppressed.

As for the East China Sea whirlpool, it is currently estimated that there are 20,000 to 30,000 ghost-like monsters appearing.

These twenty or thirty thousand are not ordinary ghosts. Each of them can be captured by ordinary cameras. They are monsters of the ghost category, and their strength is much stronger than that of ordinary ghosts.

The warships in the Eastern Theater did not dare to get too close. The latest news is that among those ghost-like monsters, some can confuse people's minds through sound, and some can even use cameras to affect people who are peeping through the cameras.

Although the people on the battleship are rich in blood and strong in yang energy, they are basically ordinary people after all. Just now, a monster tried to dive in from underwater, but was discovered by the instruments installed on the battleship.

After the fleet made some response, the monsters retreated decisively.

Wen Yan took the phone and looked at the video sent by the black box.

A missile fell accurately into a whirlpool in the sea, and after the explosion, it seemed to have no effect.

Those monsters, led by the demon standing on the back of the giant beast, were holding some ceremony.

Just like the monsters in the underworld that pave the way with their bodies, these monsters are constantly engaging in weird rituals, their bodies disintegrating and turning into materials and power.

In the whirlpool of the sea, black air rolled, and the rolling yin energy spread like fog along the sea surface.

In that area, except for the whirlpool in the center, the sea was calm and the waves were very small.

Those monsters seemed to be summoning something else.

The people from the Eastern Theater have tried several times, but have stopped now because the professionals in the Lieyang Tribe have basically concluded that their artillery shells are more like a key ritual material to supplement the opponent's ritual.

The other party's ritual requires some man-made objects from the real world to serve as necessary materials, and also requires the addition of power from the real world.

Unfortunately, missiles meet both of these conditions.

This is why every time something happens, we have to ask the Lieyang Tribe to come, and only after it is finally confirmed will we ask the warriors to help.

Who knows what weird developments will happen.

At this point in the video, it seemed as if it had been severely disturbed. In the vortex, a human-looking thing slowly floated up. It raised its head slightly and glanced in the direction of the camera, and then the picture completely disappeared.

When Wen Yan saw this, he was basically certain that this was the real culprit.

This is also the speculation of the Lieyang Tribe.

Wen Yan asked Black Box where Zhang Xuewen was. Black Box said that he was near a whirlpool in the sea, and there was even a Taoist priest on the ship who could grant him the talisman of the goddess of salvation.

Wen Yan made a video call to Zhang Xuewen.

"Find an outdoor environment and get ready. It's almost your turn to go on stage."

Wen Yan glanced at the bottom of the basement. If Tuoba Wushen appeared in the East China Sea, surely something unexpected would happen at the intersection again?

That's great, he's waiting here.

Zhang Xuewen quickly arrived on the deck outside the warship.

"Look up. Do you see the moon?"

"I didn't see it. It was cloudy and there were clouds."

Wen Yan was silent for a moment, then took out the treasure map and let the black box determine the location. He pushed it lightly and saw a crack in the clouds. The clouds floated and a small hole was revealed.

This level of influence does not affect the overall situation and is very easy to do.

On the other side, Zhang Xuewen raised his head and looked at the crescent moon gradually appearing in the sky. It was as if a window had opened in the clouds, allowing the moonlight to shine on him. He did not think this was a coincidence.

"Brother Wen, what do you want me to do?"

"We don't have time to wait for more than a day now. We must give it a try. Just cooperate with us."

Wen Yan came to the roof of Lao Zhao's house, looked at the waxing moon in the sky, and began to check the two temporary abilities that he had equipped in advance.

"calendar."

“Moon God.”

(End of this chapter)