The world of Taoism

Chapter 280 Taishan Prison Ghost King

The team in front got closer and closer, and Tarim could even see the resolute expression on their faces.

It has to be said that judging from the temperament of the army, it is undoubtedly an iron-blooded general.

Even in the face of these people, Tarim did not dare to take it lightly.

Unfortunately, they have already fallen into the trap of Tarim.

Tarim spent more than 500 lives in exchange for news that was enough to put them to death.

The Taishan prison ghost king of tribal belief is very interesting.

Like a businessman bargaining in a vegetable market, he gets what he pays.

In order to get information about the army in front.

They also specially organized a sacrificial meeting and killed more than 500 Han people to get the news provided.

Tarim is arrogant, but not without brains.

Knowing that this is on other people's territory, one must not take it lightly.

In order to win this war, an army of tens of thousands of Han Chinese was specially formed.

As a striker to consume the strength of the opponent.

"Don't act rashly, wait for my order." Tarim said to his subordinate with a serious face.

The more critical it is, the more we cannot take it lightly.

Once the opponent seizes the opportunity, all previous efforts may be wasted.

"Be patient, you can drink blood in a while." A red light flashed in Tarim's eyes.

I don't know when two canine teeth grew in the mouth, and the whole person looks like a hellish ghost.

People in the tribe eat human blood, worship ghosts and gods, and have begun to transform into demons and ghosts.

In fact, it is also a way of cultivation.

By worshiping ghosts and letting their energy bless you, you can gain incredible mana.

Soon, the enemy is getting closer.

Has gradually entered their encirclement.

Everyone was staring down.

"Move..." Tarim spoke halfway.

A gust of wind came.

The black wind condensed into substance, like a dark cloud, flew from outside the sky.

Hundreds of strong men with green faces and fangs, as strong as a bear, fell from the sky.

The moment he saw these people, Tarim's eyes widened. Isn't this just the five rampant soldiers?
The appearance of neither human nor ghost, tall figure, and ferocious face.

But there is no such strong resentment on his body, replaced by a golden armor.

The moment the five rampant soldiers and horses fell, the heavy weapons swung in their hands directly smashed the heads of these people.

The head exploded like a watermelon.

Due to being suddenly attacked by the opponent, Tarim did not react for a while.

When I fought back, I realized that more than 100 people had been lost.

"Call me!"

Tarim's eyes were about to split open, and his teeth were gritted.

As soon as the words fell, the barbarians shouted loudly, and the totems on their bodies lit up with red light.

A series of crackling sounds sounded.

The barbarian's figure suddenly grew bigger, thick black air lingered around his body, and two gleaming canine teeth protruded from his mouth.

A barbarian directly pulled out a tree, and the tree hit a five rampant soldier and horse, immediately knocking him out of his wits.

Ghosts are actually immune to physical attacks.

They also cannot attack physically.

However, Yinbing Yingpan gave them the ability to use physical attacks, and also gave them the ability to be injured by physical attacks.

The battle situation changed instantly, and the barbarians had the upper hand.

In the dark world, there was a sand table floating in front of Zhou Xuan.

There are chess pieces of several colors on the sand table.

One of the pawns of one color has come out of camp.

Just when the five rampant soldiers and horses fell into a disadvantage.

With a light wave of Zhou Xuan's hand, the pawn holding the knife disappeared from the camp and came into the forest terrain.

500 swordsmen, flying geese, assaulting on the right.

In the real world, Tarim heard a scream of killing coming from the jungle.

Soldiers lined up and charged towards them from the flanks.

A spear was suspended above the formation's head, as if endowed with greater strength and speed.

The spear fell into the barbarian formation, killing dozens of people at once.

"Death to me!"

Tarim held a huge mace and beat more than a dozen soldiers to death.

Almost no one can get into Tarim's body.

Tarim's original stature was relatively tall, but after being blessed by the power of the totem, his whole body instantly rose to nearly two feet high.

It's like an iron tower.

Ghosts and gods are invincible.

But no matter how strong Tarim is, he is only one person after all, unable to prevent the death of other subordinates.

Until now, Tarim is a little confused about what happened.

Suddenly a group of people came and attacked them.

And it was so elusive, there was no trace to be found at all.

Tarim has reason to suspect that Duke Duan has joined the forces in front of him.

On the right side of the jungle, there was another noisy sound.

Hundreds of bows and arrows fell from the sky, taking away hundreds of barbarians.

In less than a quarter of an hour, two layers of troops had been lost.

At the same time, the army below and the Han army have reached together.

As soon as they fought, this group of mobs were beaten to pieces, and they had no chance to resist at all.

After all, this group of people are just farmers with swords. They have no strength at all. How can they fight against a well-trained army.

Originally, Tarim wanted to end the battle after half of the battle, but now he was held back instead.

He could only watch helplessly as his subordinates were chopped up.

In addition, a group of human troops appeared in the rear.

Accompanied by thunder and fire attacks.

These are a thousand Taoist soldiers led by Zhou Xuan, each of which has thirty mages who cast thunder and fire spells.

For a moment, the sky was filled with flames and invisible lightning.

No matter how strong the barbarian's body is, it cannot resist these natural forces.

"You forced me to do this..." Tarim's eyes were red, and he took out a delicate knife inlaid with gemstones from his pocket.

Just when Zhou Xuan thought he was about to unleash some big move.

Tarim cut his own artery with a knife.

The blood sprayed out more than two meters high, and the whole person was instantly drenched into a bloody man.

The vitality gradually drained away, a strange color flashed in Tarim's eyes, and he said with a smile: "You are dead, the Taishan prison ghost king is coming soon."

Just as he was speaking, a cloud of black ghost fog enveloped Tarim's body.

No matter how they broke through, they couldn't get close to Tarim for a moment.

At this time, the sound of Tarim's pious chanting of mantras came from the black mist.

"Frightened and frightened, the soul is filled with terror. Set up a place to pray, and stand upright and sincere. The heaven and the earth are natural, the underworld is dark, and the filth is stagnant..."

What can be used is the dialect of the barbarians, but the meaning can be clearly conveyed to everyone's ears.

It probably means that believers pray sincerely and summon the ghost king to come down to earth.

At the same time, it describes the greatness of the ghost king and the willingness of believers to exchange their souls for the ghost king to go down to earth.

After death, return to the Underworld to enjoy some glory and wealth.

"not good!"

When Zhou Xuan heard the incantation, he already knew something was wrong.

Just as he wanted to step forward to stop it, he found that he couldn't get through the mist no matter what.

It seems that the ceremony has already begun, and there is no way for anyone to stop it.

Just wait until the ceremony is over.

At this time, Tarim let out a scream, and then quickly fell silent.

hehehe...

There was a strange sound in the black mist.

It seemed that someone was lowering his throat, and a harsh laughter came out of his throat.

The black mist gradually dissipated, and a giant three feet tall appeared.

This giant has a wolf-like mouth.

The eyes are as big as copper bells, the face is indigo, the hair is dark red, and the exposed skin is pitch black.

What's even more frightening is that it has a pair of fleshy shoulders with dense black barbs growing on them.

There are two hands on the left and right sides, holding swords, guns, swords and halberds.

"You are the one who killed me?" Ghost King stood up.

The whole person looks like a giant bat, with a very vicious appearance.

Seeing Zhou Xuan in the air, the ghost king gently flapped his wings.

The rain of arrows falling in the sky was immediately bounced off.

The fire hitting the wings can't cause any damage at all.

The ghost king flapped his wings lightly again, and he rose into the air with a cloud of ghosts in his arms.

The whole mountain was shrouded in black mist.

In the ghost mist, the wailing voices of thousands of ghosts came from all directions.

At some point, only Zhou Xuan was left around.

Thousands of ghosts can be seen in the mist.

They spread their hands, as if to welcome Zhou Xuan's arrival, or to ask for their lives.

"Pretending to be a ghost." Zhou Xuan frowned.

The flame zhenqi and Tiangang zhenqi in the body merged together.

Boom!

With a bang, a thunderball exploded.

A radius of tens of meters turned into a sea of ​​flames, where flames and lightning wreaked havoc.

These ghosts suddenly disappeared.

A huge black shadow appeared from the black mist.

The black shadow swooped down from the sky and came to Zhou Xuan in an instant.

Dagger-like sharp claws grabbed Zhou Xuan's head.

Many people think that the ghost king casts spells, but in fact, the ghost king can also use hand-to-hand combat.

This ghost king is one of the Jiyin Sha in the Nether Ghost Mansion.

The demons and ghosts in the nether world are divided into 4 levels: Inanimate Mind, Jiyin Sha, Heavenly Tribulation, and Doomsday Lord.

The idea of ​​no birth is born of bad luck in the world, which represents extreme killing and has no specific form.

Only when it appears in the human world will it attach to something and form a specific form.

This level is equivalent to the Yinshen stage.

The next level is Jiyin Sha.

This level generally has a fixed form and will not change with the laws of the world.

There are several specific abilities, and the strength is equivalent to feathering.

The two fought for several rounds in a row.

This body is the body of Tarim, and its strength is equivalent to that of the Yinshen period.

Zhou Xuan seemed to be struggling.

The guy in front of him is not purely fighting, every punch and kick has the power to kill the soul.

A steady stream of power was poured into the ghost king from the void.

Boom!

A dozen giant trees fell from the sky and hit the ghost king
Before it hit the body, it was bounced off by a shell formed by a layer of black mist.

Whether it is the fire method, the wood method or the thunder method, it has no effect on this guy.

Even if it works, causing damage to him, it will return to its original state in the next second.

Zhou Xuan was not worried about the other subordinates, Tarim was dead, and now the battle was settled.

The only thing to worry about is Zhou Xuan himself.

"Still resisting?" The ghost king mocked, "surrender to me, and I can guarantee your life."

Although the god in front of him is powerful, that's all.

The purpose of the ghost king lies in this belief of the gods.

As long as it is faith, there is no ghost that does not like it.

It seemed to scare the god in front of him.

I saw that the god paused for a moment, and then said again: "Yes, but you must keep your promise."

"Very good, unfold the golden wheel of merit and virtue, and give me all your beliefs."

There was a hint of greed in the ghost king's eyes.

The golden wheel of merit and virtue is the essence of a god's belief, and it is also the most important lifeblood.

Once you control the golden wheel of merit, it means controlling the life of the gods.

The ghost king thought there was a fraud at first, but he found that Zhou Xuan didn't resist at all.

Directly let him go forward and devour the golden wheel of merit.

Enter the golden wheel of merit.

This is a world full of golden light.

After entering this world, the ghost king was relieved.

In this world, as long as he moves a little, the other party's life will be worse than death, and his fate is completely in his hands.

Don't attack yourself unless the other party abandons their beliefs.

But belief is the prerequisite for the survival of gods. The moment one gives up faith, the first to die is the gods.

So the ghost king doesn't have to worry at all.

Now is the time to feast.

Boom!

At this moment, the world shook violently.

In the outside world, the golden wheel of merit and virtue behind Shen Xiao Tianzun's head unexpectedly slowly peeled off.

"What's going on?" The ghost king turned pale with shock.

Is this guy really going to kill himself?

Then the entire golden world was filled with thunder and lightning.

In addition to thunder and lightning, there is also a large number of flames.

This world full of delicacies in the eyes of the ghost king is now a hell, a hell that traps itself.

"impossible!!"

The ghost king's body was slowly shattered in the flames and thunder.

Until it was wiped out.

The ghost king didn't know how Shenxiao Tianzun broke away from the shackles of belief.

When the incarnation of the ghost king disappeared, in the depths of the distant mountain, an identical ghost king opened his eyes.

Through the image left by the ghost king's avatar before his death, the ghost king's heart moved.

He sensed a very familiar breath, which has a strong relationship with the nether world.

"Interesting." The King of Ghosts looked in the direction of Jiangnan County, and was about to direct his target to Jiangnan County.

This time, besides strengthening his strength, he came to the world for another important purpose.

That is to find a wanted force.

If you find this force, you can get a reward from a powerful existence.

Thinking of this, the ghost king ordered Amurbu to transfer the army to Jiangnan County.

the other side.

Tarim's corpse had turned into a mummy, and summoning the ghost king was also very expensive.

The mountain has almost been resolved.

Shenxiao Liujia plus Tiangang 36 guards can also preside over the overall situation.

The 2000 Yin soldiers attacked according to the original established procedures, suppressing the barbarians to death.

After Zhou Xuan dealt with the ghost king, the battle on the mountain was about the same.

Zhou Xuan walked to the edge of the hillside and looked at the canyon below.

The lower part is led by Xia Houba and Yang Qi, the leader of the Tiangang Guard.

Although there were many people below, the battle ended faster than them.

After all, it is only a group of mobs to deal with, and it is more troublesome to kill more people.

These people lost more than [-]%, lost their fighting morale immediately, and fled in all directions.

Everyone didn't do much to catch up.

Instead, they waited in place, waiting for the people from the bottom of the mountain to come and join them.

This battle has ended successfully, and it has come to an end.

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