Mythology

Chapter 196: Fighting the Four Saints of Kowloon Island

To the north of the official road outside Xiqi City, there is a post station called Xipan.

The night was as dark as ink, so thick that it seemed to swallow up all the light. Nezha's karmic fire burned all the grass and trees, leaving only the houses standing.

The old scout came quickly on horseback. Because Xiqi was under curfew, he planned to stay overnight at the post station.

"I don't know when the war will start. Fortunately, Xiqi has the help of immortals, otherwise I would have died unclearly like the three great princes."

A man and a horse walked hurriedly into the post station.

The old scout tied the horse to the corner and lit the candle on the table. The light flickered and the shadows around him seemed to be wriggling.

Feeling a little uneasy, he patted the horse's back and whispered, "Old friend, I'm sorry to trouble you tonight. We'll leave at dawn."

The horse lowered its head and nibbled on the hay on the ground, seemingly doing nothing unusual.

The old scout turned and walked to the broken bed, ready to lie down and rest.

Suddenly, a low voice came from behind me, as if mixed in the cold wind, and as if echoing from deep underground.

"Do I... look like a human?"

The old scout turned his head suddenly and his pupils suddenly contracted.

The sound actually came from the corner of the wall. He stared at the horse, only to see it slowly raise its head, its eyes flickering in the dim candlelight, and then... the corners of its mouth rose.

The horse actually showed an expression that seemed like a smile.

"You...what are you?"

The old scout's voice was trembling, and his hand was already on the hilt of the knife at his waist.

The horse's mouth moved, and the voice was low and hoarse, as if squeezed out from the throat: "I ask you... do you look like a human?"

The old scout felt a chill down his spine and cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

Seeing that the old scout had not responded, the horse let out a sharp neigh and three cracks appeared on its neck from top to bottom.

“Does it look like a human?!”

The old scout was in a trance, his legs weak and he was unable to escape.

He said without thinking: "Like! Like a human!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old scout vomited blood and died. The horse's head and neck split into four parts, gradually turning into four completely different heads.

Bi'an, Suanni, ferocious, and spotted leopard.

The top of the head is covered with thorns, and the other end disappears into the darkness.

The burrs kept twisting and entangled with each other, and they didn't look like ordinary things at all.

If Yang He saw them, he would recognize them immediately. The four kinds of strange beasts were the mounts of the Four Saints of Kowloon Island in the original work. The thorns seemed to be very similar to the red thread of Yue Lao transformed by Concubine Wang.

Four horses crawled with difficulty to the backyard of the post station.

"Xiqi is really weak. There isn't even a magic circle covering the entire city."

"Shen Gongbao asked us to disrupt the order of Xiqi. It seems easy. Why not take this opportunity to slaughter millions of ordinary people to prevent future troubles?"

"no!!"

At first, the four heads spoke without any order, but gradually they became different voices.

"We brothers are only responsible for attacking and killing the third generation disciples. Don't forget the immortal's spell. If we are not careful, it will take our lives."

The one who spoke was the Bi'an head, who was also the demon king led by the Four Saints of Jiulong Island. The other three were the Suanni head Yang Sen, the ferocious head Li Xingba, and the leopard head Gao Youqian.

The demon king took a glance at the thorns left by the immortal and could feel that his own strength was enhanced.

At the same time, the burrs are constantly corroding their bodies and souls. It is not fatal in the short term, but if it continues for a long time, the four people will inevitably become obsessed.

"Except Jiang Ziya, there are five third-generation disciples of the Chan Sect. Longxuhu is currently in seclusion, so don't pay too much attention to him."

The demon king licked his forehead with his long and narrow tongue, and saliva dripped down his chin.

"Huang Tianhua, disciple of Qingxu Daode Zhenjun and the eldest son of Huang Feihu, has been training a group of elite soldiers for Xiqi."

"Kill, kill, kill!!"

"Li Xingba, you will be responsible for dealing with Huang Tianhua. This man has great magical powers, and he is invincible when he rides on the Jade Unicorn and uses weapons."

"Brother, the immortals are here to bless us. Huang Tianhua will definitely die. I will take his head and give it to Huang Feihu, ha!"

Li Xingba agreed, and then his ferocious head swelled up.

boom.

After a muffled sound, the hideous head broke into pieces.

Wang Mo listened to his junior brother's excited roar, but his heart was filled with fear of Hu Ximei. The two immortals from the upper realm of Lu Tai were too terrifying, and they could actually make them temporarily transform into ghosts.

The supernatural powers are enhanced and become strange and mysterious.

Ask yourself.

Are they still human?

Wang Mo suppressed his distracting thoughts. If he wanted to become an immortal, he could only follow Bigan's words. The next two immortals would teach them the secret methods of the upper realm.

"Nezha, Taiyi Zhenren's disciple, I'm sure you have seen it. The karmic fire he releases can burn almost everything, but he is reckless and doesn't consider too many gains and losses."

"Gao Youqian, you will deal with Nezha. Remember not to face the enemy head-on."

Gao Youqian chuckled a few times. Even if Nezha's strength was comparable to that of the Hunyuan Realm, he could not display his strength at all in the densely populated Xiqi.

You can't burn the mortal world, right? I'm afraid I'll have to burn Xiqi before the army approaches.

"Brother, I will patiently torture Nezha. I love hearing children wail."

boom.

The leopard's head opened with its upper and lower jaws wide open, and then turned into minced meat.

Yang Sen couldn't wait to ask: "Brother, who do I want to kill? Jiang Ziya?!" "It's not our turn to kill Jiang Ziya, and he can't die now."

Wang Mo narrowed his eyes. "Yang He, the second disciple of Taiyi Zhenren, possesses a mysterious corpse-reincarnation body. His reputation is even more famous than Nezha. He is the legendary corpse Taoist."

"Corpse Taoist, I will bite his flesh and bones into pieces inch by inch!!"

"Yang He is a man who should not be underestimated. Wen Zhong mentioned that his immortal body is extraordinary. He has been baptized by the Saint Nuwa and has been resurrected several times after being torn apart."

"Immortality? Even immortals can't be immortal!"

Wang Mo said in a deep voice, with a hint of solemnity in his tone, "Yang Sen, you are the most important among us. The corpse Taoist has just been promoted to the Concentrated Spirit Realm not long ago, and must be killed as soon as possible."

"Don't worry, big brother. If he is really immortal, I will seal all the remaining limbs and fragments in my stomach."

"kindness."

Wang Mo's expression slowed down, "I am facing Yang Jian, but to be honest, I may not be able to gain the upper hand, and there is even a risk of losing."

"Yang Sen, after you kill Yang He, immediately support the rest of the brothers."

"It's just a dead body."

Wang Mo nodded, and then Bi'an's head exploded, followed by Yang Sen.

The headless horse corpse fell heavily to the ground, and the blood had long since drained away.

at the same time.

The Four Saints of Jiulong Island had already made arrangements in advance. In Xiqi City, the yin energy was overflowing, and a stench that only animals could smell spread.

boom!
Boom boom! !
The ghost domain appeared without warning, covering every corner of the city.

The west city wall where Yang Jian is, the barracks and stables where Huang Tianhua is, the snack street where Nezha is, and the Jiulongjian on the outskirts of the city where Yang He is.

The wind was blowing coldly and the waning moon cast a blood-red hue.

The stone bricks of the west city wall have become mottled, as if they have experienced thousands of years of wind and frost, and black liquid seeps from the cracks.

The horses in the barracks were restless and agitated, as if they sensed some terrifying presence.

The deserted snack street is always lit with lights on.

Jiulong Gorge was filled with thick fog, and grass and trees were growing again. Compared with the other three ghost areas, the yin energy was slightly disordered, which was not easy to detect.

Faintly, Yang Sen's hysterical murmurs could be heard from inside.

"Where's Yang He? Where's the corpse Taoist?"

"Why was the aura still near Jiulong Gorge just now, but suddenly disappeared?!"

"Only by dying can you escape the beast-eating ghost domain. No, he must be hiding in a corner. I will find you!!"

Yang Sen almost went crazy and was ready to tear Yang He into pieces, but he found that the latter did not face the enemy head-on and he was helpless.

Fortunately, with the blessing of the immortal, it is impossible for my brother and his men to be defeated in a short period of time.

.........

[Your character "Corpse Dao Tong" has died, and the role-playing story has ended]

Yang He woke up in the main world with a cold look on his face.

"It seems to be the Four Saints of Jiulong Island. Their methods are more covert than I imagined. I was almost trapped in the ghost realm. Fortunately, I reacted in time."

The moment he discovered that his spiritual vision had inexplicably increased, he dived underground.

The ghost domains erupted in all four directions at the same time, which showed that the three generations of disciples from Xiqi were in the same situation and were probably all trapped in the ghost domains now.

"Xiqi really lacks the means to spy."

No matter Yang Jian's Sky Eye or Yang He's Plague Eye, both are pupil ghosts that tend to assist in attack. If Xiqi wants to reverse the passive situation, only Yang Ren, the Sky Eye, can join the alliance to defeat King Zhou.

Yang He leaned against the courtyard wall, thinking about how to break the impasse.

"Playing the role of the Third Prince? The other party must not be prepared for the underground drought dragon."

Yang He shook his head and gave up the idea. After all, the Third Prince's strength was inferior to that of the Corpse Taoist Child, and he was not 100% sure of breaking through the ghost realm.

"Besides, a stalemate in Jiulongjian is fine, as there are no ordinary people in the suburbs."

[Common things: Heart gives birth to heart, blood gives birth to extinction]

[Related stories: Blood Pit Ghost, Ghost Formation, whether to consume 10 points of spiritual vision to enter the story world]

The faces of three selectable characters appeared in front of Yang He's eyes.

The blood pit ghost has indeed begun.

[Officer (Green): As a soldier guarding the west wall, you followed the Three-Eyed Taoist to learn some basic magic. Suddenly, the inside and outside of the wall became pitch black, with only the sounds of animals.]

[Farmer (white): Strange things keep happening in Xiqi City. The livestock you raised at home suddenly died for no reason. Even if you disposed of the bodies in time, there is still an unpleasant smell in the pigsty.]

[Patrolman (green): You are responsible for patrolling the streets at midnight. Today, you found that many places in the city have been blocked by soldiers.]

[If you do not choose an identity, you will go to the historical site as your real self to play]

"I have to help my three brothers escape first, and then concentrate on eradicating the Four Saints of Jiulong Island. Well, Yang Jian will definitely be fine, and Nezha is also an indestructible cockroach. The only one is Huang Tianhua."

As far as Yang He remembers, Huang Tianhua died on the battlefield before the end of the Conferred Gods War.

"Huang Tianhua must not be in danger. If he dies, it might affect Huang Feihu's family's surrender."

He refreshed the page three times in a row, and finally a character related to the barracks appeared.

[Horse Trainer (White): You are responsible for raising horses for the Xiqi Barracks, but tonight is a little different. I don't know when the stable is empty, leaving only half a horse neighing.]

"Let's go with the horse trainer, he's the closest to Huang Tianhua."

"It's just that your cultivation is a little low. Try to teach the Selfless Birth Sutra. If that doesn't work, try to disrupt the arrangement through extreme means."

(End of this chapter)