Xueba's Resurrection

Chapter 247 Yin God Puppet

"Ox head horse noodles!"

Yi Xiaochuan had seen Niutou before, and the Niutou was imprisoned in the water of the Santu River, so he called himself the commander of the Netherworld and the Niutou.

Standing in the water of the Santu River, half of his body was exposed, his body was full of muscles, he was holding a broken steel fork in his hand, and he was wearing a damaged black chain mail.

That bull's head was a puppet that fell into Santu Hanoi after being killed in battle, was seized by a ghost, and was reborn.

The same is true for the two in front of me.

The body is controlled by the ghost, and it is a puppet of the Yin God.

At this time, Bai Qi, who blocked the horse-faced knife aura, said in surprise: "It can actually drive the bull's head and the horse's face! Could it be that this old Black Mountain ghost really holds the authority over the dead city?"

Bull head and horse face, this is different from ordinary underworld ghost messengers, but the ghost commander listed in the underworld official book.Responsible for maintaining law and order in the underworld, locking up lonely and wild ghosts stranded in the mortal world, and suppressing vicious ghosts.

Whether it's a ghost messenger, a headhunter, or even a Sequence 6 inspection, it's just a clerk in the underworld, a low-level bitter haha, how can a real boss not enjoy the underworld and go to the underworld to suffer.

Moreover, a yin god with a bull's head and a horse face has already broken away from the category of a ghost, and is a yin god that has condensed a physical body.

Otherwise, how could their bodies have been preserved after countless years have passed!

Because it is a puppet of the Yin God, the huge body with the bull's head and horse face is a bit clumsy, but the seemingly inconspicuous black chain mail on his body is actually a pair of armor with super defensive power.

Compared with the one who died in battle in the Santu River, the bull head and horse face in front of him did not seem to have died in battle, because none of the weapons and armor on his body were damaged.

Xiang Yu's Fang Tian's painted halberd and Ran Min's double-edged spear cut on their armor, but they could only produce dazzling sparks, and Bai Qi's sword could not completely break through the Yin God's chain armor.

In all fairness, Bai Qi, Xiang Yu, and Ran Min are much more skilled than the Yin God Puppet in terms of physical skills and combat skills.

But these two puppets are extremely powerful, and they are wearing indestructible armor. They can only attack but not defend, and they are desperate. The people were beaten so tightly that for a while, they were only on equal footing with them.

As the Yin God of Sequence 5, if he was alive, he must have been extremely terrifying.

But after all, it is just a living "corpse" now, a different kind of "zombie"!

After being seized by the ghost, he couldn't use any magical powers at all, and had to rely on hand-to-hand combat.

But even hand-to-hand combat is also a headache.

What's more, there is also an old black mountain demon who has seized the authority of the city of death.

Otokawa looked at the shadow on the city wall and felt his scalp tingling.

But at this moment, the Black Mountain old demon summoned countless ghost soldiers and corpse generals, all kinds of weapons were held in his hands. Although the level was not high, the thick ghost aura was connected together, which was extremely terrifying, covering the entire battlefield Gloomy.

Fortunately, the three killing gods in front of them are really strong.

"A small string...a small string..."

At first, Xiao Yi thought that Cthulhu's whisper sounded in his ears again, but after thinking about it, the voice sounded familiar!
"Amon!"

At the gate of the City of Death, there stood a bald man with dark skin, bare feet, and ragged clothes. The most special thing was of course the huge coffin he was carrying on his back!

A coffin engraved with simple and simple runes, in this ghostly darkness, there is a layer of faint blue that cannot be ignored!

The bald head pointed to the top of his head, where was the black mist transformed by the old Montenegro demon.

Then he made a gesture of wiping his neck...

"Huh... what do you mean?"

Otokawa shrugged, expressing his incomprehension.

Another series of body language.

(～￣▽￣)～? ?

Nod!
What do you want me to do!

Amon pressed his palm on the coffin, and looked in Xiaoyi's direction, his face was bursting with veins, and a powerful force overflowed from his body.

Pressing his palm on top of the coffin, light bloomed in his palm, clearly condensing symbol marks one after another, and the pure white light flowed like water waves.

The symbols and imprints are condensed together, and there is a sense of profound majesty that is ready to come out, making people seem to be facing a round of scorching sun!

Dazzling, eye-catching, can't look straight!

His strength is stronger!
From the morning sun to the scorching sun at noon.

As soon as the "sun" came out, time seemed to freeze at this moment, and a dazzling light emitted from Amon's bald head, as if a sun was really conceived in his body.

Where the rays of light pass, the ghost energy dissipates like a tide. In front of the pure yang to the strong sun, the Ming Jia Ming Dao on their bodies is no different from paper. Generally, it falls down in pieces.

"What demon?"

The Black Mountain old demon snorted coldly, and murmured a formula from the black air. There was a wave of mana in the air, the rain suddenly became heavier, and the blood-yellow Santu River continued to fall like a pour.

The ghost skeletons moistened by the water of the Santu River suddenly grew bigger, their eyes were burning with ghost fire, and their speed and strength increased by more than half in an instant. It looks like it has been coated with a layer of film.

At the same time, these ghostly skeletons turned around and rushed like Amon.

In Xiao Yi's anxious expression, the bald head stretched out his hand and made an OK gesture, and at the same time, flames burst out from his palm, turning into a big hand made of flames, golden flames, and heat waves billowing.

All of a sudden, in Yi Xiaochuan's bewilderment, he waved towards the dilapidated and incomplete "City of Death" on the tall city gate above his head.

I don't know how he can jump so high.

boom!
A groan.

As if being bounced back, Amon flew towards Xiao Yi with the big coffin on his back.

Yi Xiaochuan still didn't understand, so he reached out his hand to catch Amon very sorry, as if this was the only thing he could do.

I felt a strong force rushing in, and my body couldn't help but take a few big steps in a row, twisting my waist to relieve the force, and barely stabilized my body.

The strength of the rebound is really huge.

"What do you want me to do!" Xiao Yi was proficient in Arabic, so he didn't care about communication problems.

Amon wiped the golden blood from the corner of his mouth, and hissed, "Run away with me!"

"what?"

"Run! Run! Carry me, I can't move..."

Xiao Yi glanced at the City of Death, and saw a golden light overflowing from the city gate, stabbing at the bull's head and horse's face in an instant.

"Fuck, how did the power of Buddhism appear?"

According to legend, it is a city of the underworld built by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to house the souls of those who died in vain. The city built by Ksitigarbha naturally has the power of Buddha.

"Three, the wind is pulling!"

"This bull-headed horse-face is crazy..."

"My ****, let's go, let's go!"

There was a lot of roaring and screaming behind him, and it seemed that the voice of the old black mountain demon was getting louder and more urgent!

(End of this chapter)