Qingyunxian

Chapter 1075: The underworld is like a sieve, the house of the gods

Both sides are ready to invite the other side to join their forces.

Meng Qingyi saw the incredible strength of Marquis Cen outside, and knew that these two men must be no bad either, so she thought of inviting them to join the underworld.

Unfortunately, how could Hongniang possibly join this underworld that is as leaky as a sieve?

Meng Qingyi frowned and thought hard, what kind of force is the Chan Sect?
I don’t think I’ve heard of it since I became a seventh-level cultivator.

Liang Hong clapped his hands, interrupting Meng Qingyi's thoughts: "You are not qualified to be the Lord of the Underworld. Continue!"

After saying that, he threw out a Tianhen gourd.

Meng Qingyi's eyes narrowed slightly, the immortal energy in his hand circulated, and he captured the Tianhen Gourd in his palm.

He originally thought that this was some kind of magical trick of the opponent, and the killing move of the prison in his palm was already prepared.

However, after waiting for two breaths, no abnormal changes were found in the Tianhen Gourd.

"Don't think about the gourd, just take a look at the ghost commander in the underworld." Liang Hong smiled with a hint of sarcasm.

Meng Qingyi's brows moved slightly. Seeing that the attacker did not take action but instead talked about Yin Shuai, she couldn't help but look into the underworld.

It didn't matter that he took a look, he actually found something strange in the two Wuchang Yinshuai and the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Yinshuai, a total of four immortals.

Those four were not human beings at all. There was clearly an aura flowing around them that was not like immortal light.

Just when Meng Qingyi was puzzled, an old ghost in the prison corridor exclaimed.

"God man!"

"Meng boy, your underworld is really like what that boy said, it's like a sieve."

"You didn't even know that a great man had come to your house. You really bring shame to us teachers!"

These old ghosts provided great help to Meng Qingyi along the way.

Even when he reached the seventh level, Meng Qingyi still often listened to Lao Gui's advice.

"God?" Meng Qingyi's eyes narrowed: "Is this the God?"

He had heard Lao Gui tell stories about gods. If he sometimes found that his decisions were strange and tended to go against his fundamental wishes, he should not doubt it, because it was the gods who were influencing him.

Although Meng Qingyi had not seen the gods before, he was able to stick to what he wanted to do thanks to the occasional reminders from the old ghosts.

It was not until the establishment of the underworld that that strange and awkward feeling disappeared.

The old ghosts are unable to see the gods in their current state, but they have rich experience and know when the gods may secretly influence them.

"Is Yunxian so powerful now? Not only did he create a fairy treasure that can see gods and humans, but he also gave it away whenever he wanted."

"Meng boy, you must hold on to this thigh tightly!"

"It would be great if it was a female fairy. This way, Meng would probably be able to avoid many detours."

Meng Qingyi had long been accustomed to Laogui's eccentricity. He was no longer that young boy.

Meng Qingyi drooped his eyelids, and after a few breaths, a sneer appeared on his face behind the mask: "What does this gourd mean?"

Liang Hong put down his hands.

This kid is asking questions even though he already knows the answer.

He didn't believe that the old ghosts in the Soul Prison didn't tell him the effects of the Tianhen Gourd.

Liang Hong also sneered and waved his hand. Since the other party was pretending to be stupid, he might as well break the paste paper.

Killer move [When luck is gone, the hero is not free]!
The killing move was directed at the four gods.

The silent killing move of luck failed to imprison the target when it encountered it, but it made the four gods no longer hide, thus exposing their original identities.

They appeared in the world by borrowing the bodies of four Seven-Turn Cloud Immortals. Now, the bodies were targeted by the fate killing move, and a huge amount of luck was infused into the bodies.

Luck can also be used to make the hero unfree. When luck is enough, the goal is freedom.

The freedom of the body means that those gods and men should come out.

With the help of the Tianhen Gourd, Meng Qingyi saw clearly the process of the appearance of the divine man, and the aura of the prison around him couldn't help but riot.

These gods and men actually treated his underworld as their back garden.

If I wait a little longer, will all my men be gods?

Without Liang Hong's provocation, Meng Qingyi immediately confronted the god.

"Meng is really brave, he is a god, at least he has the eighth rank strength." "He is not going to use the prison path to cross the border and kill the enemy, is he?"

"Yong, so brave!"

"Let me see, ugh, there's someone I know among those four gods."

"Fengchan Dao, Daizu!"

"Edict, Lian Ying!"

"It's fine if these two gods are alone, but when they appear together, I dare not imagine the scene!"

Meng Qingyi unfolded the prison path he had created. Now many precious materials had been added to it, so even a seventh-level cultivator would have to spend some effort to break it.

But it's probably not good enough in front of the gods.

Meng Qingyi's prison art has more than just the function of suppressing enemies.

He once took away the killing formation from the Shidao Cave in Tingquan Mountain in Baiyu. After studying the killing formation, he incorporated it into the principles of prison law.

A gray shadow of a prison spun in Meng Qingyi's palm and was then thrown towards the god.

Dai Zu smiled at the divine man beside him and said, "This kid seems to have underestimated us."

Lianying said in a shrill voice: "Compared to him, I am more interested in that gourd."

The other two gods also stood beside Daizu and Lianying. Their expressions varied, but most of them were mocking Meng Qingyi.

The Lord of Hell was the one they intended to use to interfere with Jiuyou, so how could he possibly escape from their grasp?

The god who was originally disguised as the Horse-Faced Yin General waved his hand, and his extraordinary path was revealed.

Taoist name [Hui]!
The filthy immortal took out his Taoist killing move and transformed it into a soul-catching sickle-like weapon, and swung it at Meng Qingyi in an instant.

Since the Lord of the Underworld has discovered them, he will pollute their souls and modify them into what the gods want.

Anyway, the prison path has been created. Even if it cannot be fully developed, interfering with Jiuyou will only require more effort.

Everything in the sickle formed by the Filthy Path is filthy. Even a layer of Filthy Prison in the Hell Path is corroded beyond recognition when facing the ancestor of the Filthy Path.

Meng Qingyi's soul was slashed by the filthy killing move of the Taoist sect. He only felt a filthy feeling rising into the sky that blocked his five senses, and the connection between him and the Taoist treasure [Yinsi] was gradually severed.

Without the underworld, Meng Qingyi would be no match for the gods.

Just when Meng Qingyi was about to lose her soul senses by the filthy god, she heard a cold voice.

"Please turn around, Hulu!"

A beam of light slashed out from behind Meng Qingyi and in the blink of an eye it cut into the neck of the filthy god.

The filthy god widened his eyes. He never expected that someone could kill him instantly.

Seeing Yu Shu kill a god with the Immortal Slaying Gourd, Liang Hong couldn't help but shook his head: "What a pity, we can't keep its origin."

Yu Shu said, "Today is not the time."

Liang Hong looked at Yu Shu in confusion. What? Did I give you a special treatment?
Yu Shu took out a page of gold paper.

Liang Hong was stunned. Isn't this the Divine Scroll of the Wilderness Sutra?
Why does Yu Shu have a page in his hand?
Wait, something is not right. There is something different about Liang Hongpin.

He thought of a possibility.

"Blue stone monkey?"

The gold paper in Yu Shu's hand floated and stuck to the mouth of the Immortal-Slaying Gourd. Then he slashed out a beam of light, which actually carried the gold paper to the place where the origin of the filthy god was about to disappear.

The traces of Dao on the gold paper flowed and actually absorbed the essence of the gods and men.
But after all, it was the product of the transformation of the blue stone monkey, not the original one, so it only absorbed a small part of it, and the rest of the origin still escaped.

Even so, this is a remarkable move.

Liang Hong's eyes were subtle: "Instead of showing off the Conferred God Scripture, using this imitation to make the original essence of the god-man disappear, it will weaken the god-man, and there is no need to worry about the god-man being too radical."

"If I were to ambush the divine being while he was searching for the source of the gold paper, wouldn't the divine being suffer a great loss?"

"The blue stone monkey can transform so easily, I must have added a lot of Ruyi Dharma principles into it."

"Okay, okay, okay, my eight hundred side doors are undoubtedly my most effective killer moves now."

The gods and men also stared at the gold paper, and the looks in their eyes became much more dangerous.

Such a thing should not appear!
The shrill voice of the divine being [Lian Ying] rang out: "The imperial edict says that this item is forbidden and should be sealed!"

(End of this chapter)