Mythology

Chapter 212 Complete the Blood Pit Ghost
Outside the city, there was lightning everywhere, and endless thunder crashed down like a waterfall, tearing the earth into bottomless gullies.

Jiang Ziya was simply trying to survive in a tight spot. Fortunately, Wen Zhong was already on the list, otherwise the divine whip might not cause any damage.

The divine whip, a supreme treasure refined by Yuanshi Tianzun, is designed to restrain the immortals.

However, the gap in realm was too great, and Jiang Ziya felt overwhelmed. "Master Wen, you are indeed the most outstanding disciple of the third generation of Jiejiao."

He couldn't help but sigh, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

Rumble.

Wen Zhong's thunder became more and more pure, and each strike contained the power to destroy the world.

Jiang Ziya could clearly feel that Wen Zhong was only half a step away from transcending the mundane world. If the latter could win this battle, he might really take this opportunity to become an immortal.

"Taking Wen Zhong's head in two days would be as difficult as ascending to heaven."

Jiang Ziya frowned as he watched Wen Zhong moving around in the thunderclouds.

Wen Zhong's consciousness was already scattered, but he still followed the agreement made two days ago and did not let the ghost domain transformed by the boundless thunder spread to the city.

"If all else fails, seek help from the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect."

"But in this case, Jiejiao won't worry too much. The four disciples of Tongtian Sect Master might intervene in the Conferred God War."

Jiang Ziya rubbed his temple with a slight headache.

If the situation deteriorates drastically and turns into a fight between the immortals, who knows how many innocent mortals will die.

His original intention was to delay the time as much as possible to avoid implicating the Twelve Golden Immortals too early.

Just as Jiang Ziya was thinking about countermeasures, he suddenly heard a dull heartbeat and looked towards the center of the city in confusion.

I saw the bloody Taoist temple hanging in the air, which was extremely shocking.

"My nephew's incarnation is so powerful?"

"If the evil of the ghost soldiers can be resolved in advance and they can be driven back to the human world, I will be able to face Wen Zhong with ease."

Jiang Ziya thought about it again and again, and an idea popped into his mind.

The 100,000 ghost soldiers led by Wen Zhong were not the main force of Chaoge. It was very likely that they had not yet transformed into ghosts, resulting in a state where the yang energy had not dissipated and the yin energy had not been generated. Therefore, they were simply used to attack Xiqi.

The one hundred thousand Yin soldiers are still maintained by a weak Yang fire.

"The rebirth formation I set up at Chentang Pass should work and can restore the ghost soldiers to ordinary mortals. Let's give it a try."

Jiang Ziya's eyebrows flickered, and a ray of light sank into the blood and flesh Taoist temple

Whether Xiqi can preserve its foundation will depend on the ability of Junior-Martial-Nephew Yang He.

.........

The aura emitted by the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple always remained at the state of concentration (killing ghost), but its size was constantly expanding, like a giant beast that was never satisfied, devouring everything around it.

The entire city is covered with spider-web-like blood vessels and meridians, and the streets and alleys have changed beyond recognition.

The bluestone road was covered in flesh and blood, soft and sticky to step on. Human skin grew on the walls, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The ruins of the houses were pieced together into a whole, but what replaced them were twisted structures supported by flesh and bones, like hell on earth.

The soldiers were terrified and stared at the Bloody Taoist Temple in disbelief.

Even when facing evil spirits, the oppressive feeling brought by the Taoist temple of flesh and blood was far less than that. The veteran soldier who had fought many battles could not help but kneel down on the ground exhausted.

The southern city wall that was about to collapse healed almost immediately.

Deng Jiugong escaped unscathed, and then saw the evil spirit rushing towards him, clinging to his flesh and blood, like a stink bug trapped in a Venus flytrap.

He couldn't help but glance at his daughter, and Deng Chanyu acted as if she had expected it.

Shen Gongbao gritted his teeth, and it could be seen that the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple was the incarnation of Yang He, but the current situation was completely out of control!

He quickly hid in a corner, not daring to show up.

The influence of the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple continues to spread.

Yang Jian was afraid that Yang He would go astray, so he hurried to approach the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple. However, there was nothing unusual inside the temple. Yang He was still sitting cross-legged on the ground. To be more precise, it was the flesh and blood body of the corpse Taoist boy.

The corpse boy opened his eyes and nodded to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian felt relieved and focused all his energy on the four generals of the Demon Family.

The soldiers realized belatedly that although the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple looked strange, it did not show any malicious intent. Even when they were exhausted, they would feel a stream of warm currents replenishing their blood.

Yang He's condition was very strange at this time, and the Xiqi ghost realm seemed to be a part of his body.

The pupil ghost is still in the state of concentration and evolving his spirit. The increase in the size of the flesh and blood Taoist temple has a very limited effect on the improvement of his strength, but he has the illusion that the Xiqi ghost realm is under his control.

"No, it's not an illusion."

"The Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple seems to have turned into a small world of ghosts."

Yang He received Jiang Ziya’s message, and the details of the Rebirth Array flooded into his mind.

He understood immediately, but his level of formation skills was really poor. However, he could imitate the Rebirth Formation by using the Living Pillars.

What's more, the center of the formation is right in front of us, and the materials can be obtained locally.

Yang He looked at the corpse Taoist boy for a few breaths, then threw the body deep into the ground. Countless evil corpses were scattered around.

The formation is to engrave spiritual patterns to guide the regular circulation of Yin energy.

The effect of hitting the living pile is similar, and with the help of the pupil ghost, it will only be simpler, and in the end they both lead to the same goal of guiding the Yin energy.

After Yang He worked for a while, the fog condensed by the yin energy began to dissipate.

The city was shrouded in continuous drizzle, and the biting cold disappeared. The soldiers bathed in it, feeling only peace of mind.

Yin soldiers are essentially living people. As long as the Yin energy is eliminated, the Yang fire can be rekindled.

Of course, the Rebirth Array is not without disadvantages. They are destined to shorten their lifespans, but it is better than becoming a monster that is neither human nor ghost.

pat.

Weapons fell at the same time.

When the soldiers saw the ghost soldiers standing there with dull expressions, their hearts started beating and their cloudy eyes gradually focused.

Then the second, third, fourth...

The drums stopped beating, and the few remaining evil spirits soon became corpses. Tens of thousands of ghost soldiers stood motionless outside the city. The soldiers looked at each other, wondering who was the first to cheer.

Shen Gongbao had an ugly look on his face and couldn't help cursing. This not only failed to hurt Xiqi's foundation, but instead boosted its power.

But there was nothing he could do, and even his head hadn't recovered yet.

"Who?"

Shen Gongbao's expression was stiff, and there was a gaze staring at him. It was clearly from the Flesh and Blood Taoist Temple. Yang He was actually able to see through the disguise.

"damn it!"

He cursed inwardly a few times, thinking that he should not have come to the ghost realm of Xiqi.

It's no good meeting Yang Hezhun!!
Shen Gongbao didn't care too much, and the shadow under his feet cracked again.

Meow~~

Just as he was about to escape from Xiqi's ghost realm, he heard a cat's cry suddenly in his ears, and suddenly, the shadow showed an unnoticeable pause.

"Cat? Where did the cat come from?"

Shen Gongbao's face was filled with astonishment, and the flesh-and-blood Taoist temple hanging in the air felt strange.

"Big sun, open."

The guardian deity transformed by the pupil ghost opened his eyes, and a pale green light burst out from the doors and windows, and the flesh and blood Taoist temple seemed to have turned into a small sun.

When the Sun Ghost Domain appeared, the balance between offense and defense was completely broken.

The few remaining evil spirits began to smoke and turned into ashes amidst shrill screams. The four generals of the Demon Family also had numerous corroded wounds all over their bodies.

"Yang He! You really want your uncle to die!"

Shen Gongbao transformed into a beast and tried desperately to leave the range of the Big Sun Ghost Domain.

"Uncle Master, please stay!!!"

Yang He snorted coldly, and the Three Corpses Ghost Domain was deployed with the help of the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple. Suddenly, dense limbs grew out all over the city.

"Stay? What deep hatred do I have with you? It was you, Yang He, who took the initiative to cause trouble to me from the beginning to the end. Damn it!"

When Shen Gongbao heard the request to stay, his hair stood on end and his words were full of resentment.

Yang He is definitely his nemesis. Anyone who comes into contact with him will be in bad luck. Nothing has gone smoothly for him since he came to Lu Tai.

Bang bang bang.

The Three Corpse Ghost Domain caused giant hands to grow out of the ground.

"Your mother, don't think that I will die in Xiqi."

Shen Gongbao gritted his teeth, watched the giant hand approaching, then cursed and spat out a fist-sized gem.

The aura of a superior Yin treasure is revealed, and this thing is already very close to an acquired treasure.

"Uncle Master, don't be in such a hurry to leave."

Shen Gong lifted the pearl into the air.

boom! !

The orb exploded, breaking the stability of the ghost zone within ten meters.

"Yang He, just wait, this matter is not over yet!"

The corner of Shen Gongbao's mouth twitched, Kaitianzhu was one of his few hidden treasures, and he suffered heavy losses in this expedition against Xiqi.

He was just about to say a few more harsh words when a flash of blood came towards him.

As a second-generation disciple of the Chan sect, Shen Gongbao had always relied on his brain to take over other people's bodies. Now, facing Yang He, he could only cut off his tail to survive.

The soul drilled out of the Niwan Palace and disappeared in an instant.

The copper coin sword flashed by.

Yang He watched Shen Gongbao's soul leave his body, knowing full well the principle of not pursuing a desperate enemy. Besides, Shen Gongbao held a high position in the game of Conferred Gods.

He realized that he could not kill Shen Gongbao, so he settled for the next best thing.

Whoosh.

The copper coin sword returned to the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple, with a slightly mutilated head tied to it with a red rope.

The head dies with its eyes open and still retains life.

Yang He smiled and put away Shen Gongbao's head. Whether he could replace him in the future depended on the role of his head.

The ghost realm in Xiqi has been pacified, and Huang Tianhua signaled the soldiers to withdraw one after another.

Yang Jian noticed that the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple was gradually shrinking, "Yang He, are you okay?"

"fine."

Yang He saw that the Yin soldiers had rekindled their Yang fires, absorbing the corpses of the evil spirits that were keeping them alive, and the shrinkage of the flesh and blood Taoist temple stopped.

The spread and growth of the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple requires nutrients.

Therefore, once the nutrients are insufficient, the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple will return to its original form.

Yang Jian looked at the thunderclouds from afar and said, "My fellow Daoists, there are still fifteen hours left before the two days mentioned by Grand Master Wen. If we don't see our uncle return, we can come together to support him."

"can."

No one, including Jinzha and Muzha, rejected Yang Jian's proposal.

Yang He said in a complicated tone: "I think it's not necessary."

Although the thunderclouds were at their peak of power, spiritual vision could detect a slight sign of decline; it seemed that Master Wen was not going to live long.

The Xiqi ghost realm has also become unstable and may collapse at any time.

As soon as Yang He finished speaking, the information revealed on the panel seemed to have foreshadowed something.

[The story "Blood Pit Ghost" has been completed. Do you want to generate a permanent character?]

Looking at the thunderclouds again, the two figures stopped walking tacitly.

(End of this chapter)