Knife splashing

Chapter 644 Qianyang Palace, Mangshan Ghost Emperor
The wind was howling and the cold air was everywhere.

The influence from Mangshan has become increasingly stronger.

The demon armies of the six nations were integrated into the evil spirit and became immortal. Even though the Qin Palace and the fake underworld had suppressed them for many years, their demon armies had never been wiped out. The hatred for the destruction of their nations a thousand years ago had turned into a torrent of hostility.

This violent energy continued to rush upwards and could break through Mangshan at any time.

By then, the whole Luoyang will turn into a ghost den and all living beings will suffer.

But the "Suihou Snake Pearl" is equally extraordinary.

This treasure is already spiritual and has the appearance of transforming into a dragon. Under the influence of the formation, it continuously gathers the dragon veins and earth energy.

The dragon vein of China starts from Kunlun, runs along the Yellow River and the Yangtze River, passes through Qinling Mountains and Dabie Mountains to Mount Tai and flows into the sea. It has been the core area of ​​the Central Plains since ancient times. Over tens of millions of years of wind, frost, blood and fire, it has given birth to countless famous mountains, rivers and dynasties.

Now that it has been mobilized, even if it is only a small area, the movement is extremely shocking.

The Yi River, Luo River, and even the confluence of the Yellow River have all caused huge waves.

The roaring waves crashed against the shore, continuously hitting the dock and the embankment, making everyone in the Heluo Chamber of Commerce tremble with fear.

And above that sky, dark clouds gathered because of the changes in the earth's Qi.

It was almost midnight and it should have been pitch black, but the blood light on Mount Mang became increasingly intense due to the collision of the two forces, turning half of the sky blood red.

Rumble!
The blood-red lightning roared.

Every time thunder flashed, one could see the thick clouds in the blood-red sky outlining the shape of a dragon.

Raindrops as big as beans fell down with crackling sound.

In a moment, heavy rain poured down.

Hundreds of miles away on the mountain road, the sound of horse hooves rumbled.

All the knights were riding their horses and whipping their horses, with their right hands pressing on their hats.

Occasionally, someone's hat was blown away by the strong wind, revealing the bald head underneath.

They were the reinforcements from Shaolin Temple, at least several hundred people.

Sha Lifei and Wang Daoxuan were also among them.

They looked at the blood in the distance, and besides being terrified, their faces were full of worry.

At this point, Shaolin asked for help and everything went smoothly.

Shaolin Temple is the ancestral home of Zen Buddhism and is as famous as Wudang and Emei, so naturally it has a lot of manpower.

They were not in a difficult position, but they had other important matters to attend to.

Because of the drastic changes in celestial phenomena, the court's need to formulate a new calendar became more urgent.

The Imperial Astronomical Observatory collaborated with many Feng Shui masters to deduce the astronomy at the observatory built by Guo Shoujing of the previous dynasty.

That was where the "Shushili" calendar was formulated, and the new calendar also had to be calibrated here.

To prevent accidents, Shaolin sent many masters to guard.

After learning what happened in Luoyang, they immediately mobilized their troops and delayed for several hours.

Wang Daoxuan didn't expect that no matter how hard he tried, something bad had already happened.

Next to him, a monk riding a horse at full speed suddenly looked up and said solemnly:
"Amitabha, the red demon is moving, there will indeed be a great disaster!"

This big monk had a kind face, good eyes, and ears that hung down to his shoulders, giving him a look of Buddha, but his body was bulging with muscles and his ribs were knotted, making him look more like a diamond body. He was obviously not a normal human.

"Master Huiyuan, can we make it in time?"

Wang Daoxuan couldn't help but ask.

Even though he had different ideas from Buddhism, he still respected the monk very much.

This great monk Huiyuan was the leader of the Shaolin Dharma protectors.

Hearing Wang Daoxuan's question, Huiyuan shook his head slightly, "If the Yuzhou Ding hadn't appeared, it would be fine. I have also heard of the power of the divine tripod. Once it appears, everything will come to an end!"

As he said that, he suddenly turned his head and said, "Zhikong, give me the thing!"

In the center of the team, there were eight horses running parallel to each other.

Eight strong monks, each holding a chain, were dragging a huge bronze box in the air.

"Yes, Master!"

Upon hearing Huiyuan's order, the leading monk gave a glance and the eight monks attacked at the same time.

"Hey~"

As they exhaled and spoke, a huge bronze box immediately whizzed out.

Huiyuan jumped up from his horse, caught the bronze box in mid-air, and landed on the ground with a bang after a spin.

Boom!
The ground shook and mud and water splashed everywhere, which showed how heavy this object was.

"I will go first!"

Carrying a bronze box taller than him, Huiyuan still breathed evenly.

After giving the order, he formed a seal with his left hand and exerted force with his feet.

Swish!
The whole person disappeared from the spot in an instant.

When he appeared again, he was already a hundred steps away!
The speed was faster than a galloping horse. In a few flashes, the person disappeared.

"Shrink to the ground?"

Sha Lifei's eyes lit up, "Brother Yan also knows this trick."

Wang Daoxuan shook his head and said, "It is the Buddhist divine foot skill, which is more powerful than the escape technique."

He knew what was in the bronze box.

As long as the Yuzhou Ding does not appear, most things should be able to be suppressed.

But even so, the worry on his face remained.

When Sharifei saw this, he immediately understood what he was thinking and comforted him, "Don't worry, Brother Yan's skills are even stronger than during the battle in Chengdu. There will be no danger."

"It's different."

Wang Daoxuan looked towards Luoyang and said in a deep voice: "When we were in Shu, we were only a little famous. Although Lu Sheng sent people to hunt us down, he actually didn't take us seriously, so we were defeated."

"Now that Brother Yan has become famous all over the world, the other party must be on guard."

"I'm afraid they have already laid many traps..."

…………

Rumble!
Thunder roared and flashed, illuminating the plaque on the Duanmen Gate of the palace.

Although the Luoyang Palace is not as big as the Shu Palace, its area is also not small.

This was originally the main south gate of the Luoyang Palace City during the Sui and Tang Dynasties. It was later destroyed in war and rebuilt on the original site with a smaller area. However, it was also built in accordance with the Daxuan ritual system, with three gates and a tall gate tower.

Under the city gate, Li Yan looked up and watched.

When they first entered the city, there were flames everywhere in the Luoyang Palace and constant shouting and killing.

But now, there was no sound, only complete darkness and silence.

The vermilion lacquered gate had been torn apart by artillery fire.

On the doorway, a broken ship wreck covered with mud and weeds was hung by chains.

It was the wreckage of the "soul-collecting boat" that once appeared in the Yi River.

Long water plants hung down, entangled with the remains of soldiers.

Although Li Yan didn't know about the "Soul-collecting Ship", he could tell something was wrong.

He made a seal with his left hand and immediately smelled the fishy and yin energy on the water plants, as well as the chaotic crying and shouting in the boat.

Looking sideways, there was actually more than one "soul-collecting ship".

The entire doorway was filled with shipwrecks, with dense aquatic plants hanging down and swaying in the strong wind.

Rumble!
The rainstorm came with thunder, and the water plants seemed to come alive, twisting and sticking their heads out of the door holes, as if trying to lick the rain falling from the sky.

Li Yan frowned slightly, turned around and left.

He was not afraid of these ghost things, but he didn't know what the situation was in the city, so there was no need to waste his energy here.

When he arrived near the city gate, Li Yan exerted force on his feet, jumped up, and climbed up quickly with his hands. Like a gecko climbing a wall, he easily climbed up the city wall with his physical strength alone.

clang!
As soon as I reached the top of the wall, a sharp blade whizzed towards me.

Li Yan had already sensed something unusual, so he exerted force with both hands, grabbed the bricks and turned his body.

While easily dodging the sneak attack, he flipped over and jumped onto the city wall.

But on the city wall, there were already rows of soldiers standing.

Their faces were grim and pale, their eyes were dark, and they stood still even though the rain was hitting their scales.

But as Li Yan jumped onto the top of the wall, all the soldiers raised their spears and stabbed out together.

Swish swish!
More than a dozen spears pierced through the rain and stabbed Li Yan's body.

Li Yan was in the air with no place to gain leverage, but he was not panicked at all. He suddenly shrank his body and did a somersault, narrowly avoiding the gun tips and his body just happened to lie on several gun barrels.

The soldiers moved stiffly and raised their heads upwards at the same time.

Li Yan used this power to fly into the air and landed behind everyone.

A series of movements, cleverly coordinated like juggling.

Different from some disciples of famous and orthodox sects, Li Yan knew the importance of Kung Fu and never dared to relax.

Although there is still a layer of window paper between him and Dan Jin, he still practices with the Daluo Dharma Body every day. He has completely mastered the Immortal Seal and can dissolve force from his whole body and use the force of others to fight back.

It can be said that his skillful use of strength is no less than those of Dan Jin masters.

The only difference is that Dan Jin masters are better at protracted battles.

He turned over and came behind the crowd. Before he landed on the ground, Li Yan suddenly pulled out the Dust-Breaking Sword and swung it. Bang, bang, bang!
There were constant cracking sounds in the air.

The raindrops were bounced away, turning into strands of fine spider silk.

On the backs of those soldiers were paper figures soaked in blood.

As the spider silk was cut, the controlled soldiers fell to the ground instantly.

Li Yan didn't even look at it. He suddenly exerted force on his feet, took three or two steps forward, and then raised his leg.

boom!
With a loud bang, the coffin leaning against the wall was kicked away.

After falling to the foot of the city, it shattered on the bluestone ground. A big fleshy spider appeared inside, crawling around with a roar, but its movements became increasingly weaker.

Five-colored corpse spider!

Li Yan had seen this kind of monster in the fake underworld of the Qin Palace.

This thing can only hide in a coffin and control paper figures with spider silk. It will die if exposed to light.

It is now late at night. Although there is no sunlight, the roaring thunder in the sky is the nemesis of evil spirits.

Without its coffin, the five-colored corpse spider’s yin energy, which it depended on for survival, dissipated, and soon became motionless.

On the city wall, Li Yan held a knife and looked down coldly.

But I saw that the square below was filled with coffins.

Strands of fine spider silk emerged from the holes, controlling the paper figures to possess the bodies and transform them into a legion of guards.

Those who were manipulated included soldiers, eunuchs, maids, and officials in official uniforms.

Everyone's face was pale and their eyes were black.

In the heavy rain, she stood still, looking up and staring at him.

The scene before my eyes was simply horrifying.

Li Yan ignored him and looked towards the hall in the square in the distance.

Although the hall was built in the style of the Daxuan Dynasty, its stone foundation was very old. There were three levels of white marble steps in front of the hall, and it was thirteen rooms wide. It was the Qianyang Hall.

The Qianyang Hall was once the core hall of the Luoyang Palace during the Sui and Tang Dynasties.

According to Yin Jiuge, the secret room of the formation is hidden inside.

Looking around, the entire Qianyang Palace was surrounded by five-colored corpse spiders.

In this case, the only option is to force your way in.

It seems that Wang Xuanmo inside wants to consume his own strength.

Li Yan sneered and said loudly: "Wang Xuanmo, I heard that you have been defeated several times. It seems that not only your strategy is poor, but you are also as cowardly as a mouse. You dare not even show your face. How can you call yourself the Ghost Emperor?!"

He took a deep breath and his voice echoed in the square, even the thunder could not cover it.

"Roar!"

At the sound of his voice, the coffins in the square began to tremble, and the roar of five-colored corpse spiders was heard.

Then, all the sounds suddenly stopped.

I only heard an old voice coming from the hall, "You ignorant boy, if you want to see me, then come into the hall to see me. If you can't even come in, you have no right to see me!"

“Hahaha… As long as people are here, that’s good!”

Li Yan laughed and suddenly looked up at the sky.

Wow~
Two soul-catching chains whizzed up.

When they arrived here, Gou Diao still did not respond. Li Yan guessed that Wang Xuanmo must have used some magical artifact or secret treasure to conceal his own aura, so he tried to test him.

So many five-colored corpse spiders are indeed difficult to deal with, even an army would find it difficult to attack.

But right now, he has the right timing!
Rumble!
As the soul-catching thunder rope rose, thunder suddenly rose in the sky.

There was a crackling sound, and then a flash of lightning connected the sky and the earth and fell directly.

The originally invisible soul-catching lightning rope suddenly took shape, crackling with flashes of lightning.

The Soul-Catching Thunder Rope is a magical power of the Daluo Dharma Realm, which is mysterious and extraordinary.

After being transformed by the Thunder Department, it is now able to receive and store heavenly thunder.

Moreover, after the battle in Chengdu, it was transformed by Lei Gang and can accommodate more.

In an instant, Li Yan was enveloped by lightning.

The blazing lightning made the five-colored corpse spiders instinctively afraid and retreated.

Amidst the lightning, a majestic voice was heard: "I am not an ordinary person, but the true Northern Emperor. My head is like a black cloud, and my hair is like a raging star. I go from the Yang realm to the netherworld. The ten directions of the world are filled with murderous aura..."

It was Li Yan's "The Miraculous Sutra of the Northern Emperor".

Soon, the lightning retracted inward.

Li Yan's appearance also changed. His hair stood on end, and two soul-catching lightning ropes passed through his shoulders, like flying lightning ribbons. Electric arcs jumped all over his body, and even his eyes were shining white.

Divine transformation, body of thunder.

With the help of the magical transformation method, Li Yan has now broken through the limits of his physical body.

boom!
There was a flash of lightning at the spot, and the whole person appeared in the square.

Boom boom boom!
A dull and obscure bell sound was heard from the Qianyang Palace.

All the five-colored corpse spiders gathered towards the center like crazy.

The corpses they controlled blocked the square.

Not only that, at the rear doorway behind him, those "soul-collecting ships" were also shaking from side to side, dark fog was rising, frost was spreading on the ground, and dense footprints appeared.

In the black fog, human figures can be vaguely seen flickering.

These "soul-collecting ships" were also arranged by Wang Xuanmo.

No matter whether Li Yan attacked from the main gate or entered the square, he could not escape.

There are five-colored corpse spider paper puppets blocking the way in front, and ghost soldiers are coming from behind.

It’s dangerous, no less dangerous than the fake underworld.

But at this moment, Li Yan was no longer afraid.

Facing the oncoming paper puppets, the Duanchen Sword was swung out suddenly.

The Dust-Breaking Sword has been modified and must be blessed by thunder magic to unleash its power.

Normally, he doesn't look powerful, but when combined with the body of the God of Thunder, he finally shows the power of the magic weapon.

"hold head high--!"

The flashing of the sword was accompanied by the roar of thunder and even the sound of a dragon's roar.

But above the square, a dragon-shaped lightning flashed left and right.

Wherever he passed, the densely packed paper figures and ghost soldiers along the way all collapsed and turned into black ashes.

Although Li Yan's thunder magic was not as good as the thunder summoned by the orthodox Xuanmen sect, it was better at close combat. These evil creatures were restrained by the thunder, and all the spells of bewitching and possessing were completely useless. They were defeated in one blow.

Boom boom boom!
Accompanied by flashes of lightning, the road leading to Qianyang Palace was also broken open.

Not wanting to bother with these evil creatures, Li Yan exerted his strength directly, his whole body was wrapped in lightning, he stepped onto the white marble steps, exerted force with his feet, crushed them to pieces, and with another step he broke the door and rushed in.

As soon as he entered the hall, Li Yan took out the certificate without even looking at it.

However, Gou Diao still did not respond.

At the same time, those violent five-colored corpse spiders also chased after them.

But the strange thing was that they just stood outside the hall, letting the paper puppets carry the coffin and run around, screaming wildly, but they didn't dare to get close at all.

Li Yan frowned slightly, ignored it, and looked towards the back of the hall.

puff!puff!puff!
One after another, the braziers spontaneously ignited.

The originally dark hall could now be seen clearly.

There was only a green ghost fire burning in the brazier, illuminating the hall like the Senluo Palace.

The hall was very empty, except for a sandalwood carved chair on top, on which sat a man dressed in a royal robe and a crown, with white hair and sinister features. Under the green light that filled the hall, he looked like the god of the underworld, Hades.

It was Xuanmo, the Ghost King of Mangshan.

Li Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, "You are quite courageous to dare to meet me."

"Hahaha…"

Wang Xuanmo seemed amused. "I am not even afraid of the sky, so why would I be afraid of a little devil like you?"

As he spoke, he turned his head to look outside and waved his hand.

squeak~
Strange cries were heard, and all the evil creatures outside the hall retreated.

Li Yan frowned and looked around calmly.

He planned to find the other party's arrangement first, destroy it, and then summon the underworld to capture the person.

"Don't bother."

The Ghost Emperor of Mangshan above him clearly saw what he was thinking, smiled and shook his head, saying: "Few people in the world can understand the arrangement here, and it's not you that we are defending against..."

Then he pointed to the sky and said, "We need to defend against the sky!"

Li Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, "What do you want to do?"

The Ghost Emperor of Mangshan smiled faintly, picked up a glass of wine from the table next to him, took a sip, and then sneered:
"I want to enlighten you."

"Lest I become a scapegoat for those immortals and gods without knowing what's going on!"

(End of this chapter)