Joining Tiandao Company: Starting by mending a zombie world

Rumbling--

Where Mao Xiaofang's sword tip pointed, a thick, blazing white bolt of lightning tore through the air, striking Hui Ji with a deafening roar.

Hui Ji rapidly formed hand seals and let out a piercing shriek:

"May the defiled lands of the underworld protect my true form!"

The liquid in the blood tanks of the seven stone towers surged up as if boiling.

Above her head, a thick, constantly writhing shield dripping with blood was formed.

"BOOM!!!"

Lightning and the blood shield clashed violently!

Blinding white light and filthy blood light intertwined wildly.

The shockwave swept outwards like a tsunami.

Even Chu Sheng and the ghost soldiers, who were locked in combat in the distance, were thrown back by the impact.

The blood shield deformed violently, with countless cracks appearing on its surface, but it ultimately did not shatter completely.

The lightning was exhausted, and the blood shield shrank considerably, its color becoming dull.

Mao Xiaofang landed, her face pale, and her breathing slightly rapid.

That last attack took a toll.

And Hui Ji... the heart in front of her suddenly beat twice as fast!

Dark red blood burst forth from the heart, flowing rapidly down the ravines in the ground into the seven stone towers.

The level of liquid in the stone tower's blood tank rose at a visible speed, and the blood shield above Hui Ji's head began to condense again.

"It's no use, Mao Xiaofang." Hui Ji's voice was panting, but even more frantic.

"I've said it before, as long as the formation isn't broken, my power is limitless!"

"And you, how much magic power do you still have?"

Mao Xiaofang pursed his lips, and the veins on his hand holding the sword bulged slightly.

Taking advantage of the brief moment when the lightning and blood shields collided, Madana had already quietly circled around to the side of the altar.

She watched as the blood shield reformed, and Hui Ji's attention focused on Mao Xiaofang in that instant.

With a flick of the fingertip, a silver needle as thin as a cow's hair was wrapped with a wisp of almost invisible purple aura.

It silently shot towards the blood groove connection point of the nearest stone tower base—a node where the array's energy flowed!

"Ding!"

A soft sound.

The silver needle struck the node, and purple energy seeped in.

The blood-red light emanating from the stone tower paused for an extremely slight moment.

The blood shield above Hui Ji's head, which was being rebuilt, also showed a slightly discordant fluctuation.

"Huh?" Hui Ji whirled around, her cloudy right eye fixed on Madonna. "You're asking for it!"

With a flick of her withered hand, a jet of blood shot out from the blood groove, heading straight for Madana's face!

It was incredibly fast and took a tricky angle.

Madana was prepared and retreated like a wisp of smoke, simultaneously throwing out two talismans to intercept them.

"Pfft!" The blood arrows were blocked by the talisman and exploded into a blood mist.

However, Madonna was forced back several steps, losing the opportunity to continue disrupting the nodes.

"Junior sister, how is it?" Mao Xiaofang asked telepathically.

"The nodes can be broken, but at least three must be destroyed simultaneously to create a temporary vulnerability in the formation."

Madonna responded quickly.

"Besides, that witch is keeping a close watch; I can't do it alone."

Mao Xiaofang's gaze swept across the entire room.

Chu Sheng and Yu Chuda are still fighting a bitter battle against the ghost army led by Jiu Jing.

He and Madonna were tied up by Hui Ji and the seven stone towers, and could not free up their hands.

We must break the deadlock!

Mao Xiaofang took a deep breath, his eyes becoming sharp as knives.

"Junior sister, protect me for ten breaths!"

He suddenly sheathed his sword, took a step back, and took out the ancient Bagua mirror from his robes.

He bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the mirror.

The incantation he uttered became ancient and obscure, the syllables heavy as stone.

The Bagua mirror absorbed the essence and blood, and its surface no longer reflected images.

Instead, it began to circulate Yin and Yang energies on its own, and the central Tai Chi diagram slowly rotated.

It exudes a heavy aura that suppresses everything.

Hui Ji's expression changed drastically: "A sect-protecting magical artifact? You want to forcibly stop the flow of the formation? Don't even think about it!"

No longer caring about hiding her abilities, her dark red heart suddenly swelled up and began to pound violently!

"Glug! Glug! Glug!"

The sound of his heartbeat was like a war drum, echoing throughout the entire ghost realm.

As the heartbeat, like a war drum, resounded throughout the ghost realm, the foul blood in the blood tanks of the seven stone towers boiled completely!

Like summoned snakes, they surged upstream madly. The latest chapter is ready! Book lovers, return quickly. It wasn't the blood shield above Hui Ji's head that flowed, but rather the strange magic array trench beneath her feet.

The dark red, sticky substance on the entire altar floor suddenly became transparent for a moment.

Through it, Chu Sheng was horrified to see that below was an endless pool of blood churning with countless twisted and painful faces!

"She's going to forcefully activate the formation and completely complete 'Yomi no Hirasaka'!" Madonna exclaimed in shock.

Hui Ji spread her arms, her decaying finery fluttering wildly without wind, and a twisted expression on her face, a mixture of pain and ecstasy, appeared on her face.

The dark red heart had swelled to the point of almost bursting out of her shrunken chest cavity, its throbbing resonating with the churning of the blood pool below.

roaring,

"With the blood of my royal family as the catalyst, and the sacrifice of thirty thousand souls, the gates of the underworld open!"

"Boom!"

The entire ghost realm began to tremble violently.

The artificial hills in the garden, the pillars of the corridor, and even the dark red "dome" in the sky began to peel and disintegrate.

A denser, purer aura of death, carrying with it a sulfurous stench.

It burst forth from the center of the altar, from beneath Hui Ji's feet, and from that heart!

The ghost soldiers rushed towards Chu Sheng and Yu Chuda.

His figure suddenly solidified, the green flames in his eyes burned even more intensely, and his attack became instantly ferocious.

Even Jiujing, who had been fighting all along, let out a satisfied roar.

The black light of the ghost blade in his hand intensified, and the recoil from the blade made Chu Sheng's hands go numb, forcing him to retreat step by step.

"Junior brother, we can't hold on any longer!" Yu Chuda pulled the rope and scattered the three ghost soldiers.

A gash was also cut on his shoulder, surrounded by black mist, and the wound quickly became numb.

Chu Sheng's aura also surged, and the lightning on the Northern Emperor's peach wood sword was suppressed and dimmed.

The power boost from fully activating the formation is terrifying!

"Die!"

Jiujing, having gained the upper hand, pressed his advantage, unleashing a black curtain of blades that completely enveloped Chu Sheng.

Before the blade even arrived, the chilling killing intent almost froze Chu Sheng's thoughts.

A matter of life and death!

At that very moment—

Mao Xiaofang's deep and solemn chanting drowned out the roar of the ghost realm and Hui Ji's maniacal laughter.

"Heaven and earth are in their proper places, mountains and lakes communicate their energy!"

"Thunder and wind clash, water and fire do not interact!"

"The eight trigrams intertwine; those who follow the past move in accordance with the natural order, while those who anticipate the future move against it!"

The Bagua mirror in his hand was completely stained with his blood essence, turning it a deep reddish-gold color.

The Yin and Yang energies flowed like a dragon, and the central Tai Chi diagram rotated at an extreme speed.

An indescribable, immense power that suppresses heaven and earth and harmonizes yin and yang.

It spread rapidly, centered on Mao Xiaofang!

This power is not violent, but it carries an irresistible sense of "order".

Wherever it passed, the trembling ghost realm paused.

Ripples spread across the boiling pool of blood.

Even the surging death energy beneath Hui Ji's feet momentarily became disordered.

"Now!" Madonna's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

What she was waiting for was for Mao Xiaofang to use his life essence to activate the sect's sacred artifact.

Forcibly "freeze" this fleeting opportunity of the formation's operation!

"break!"

With a sharp cry, she moved her hands like butterflies flitting among flowers, and the seven "Evil-Breaking Nails" that were already held between her fingers shot out!

It was not aimed at Princess Hui, nor at the main body of the stone tower.

Instead, it aimed precisely at the bases of all seven stone towers simultaneously.

Those array nodes that connect the blood tanks and have the most concentrated energy flow, and are also the most vulnerable!

"Ding ding ding ding ding ding!"

Seven crisp, almost overlapping sounds of impact rang out.

The purple-gold lightning entered the node.

In an instant—

"Click...click..."

A sickening cracking sound came from inside the seven stone towers.

The surface of the stone tower was covered with dense, eerie green runes, their light flickering rapidly like a faulty light bulb.

The foul blood flowing backwards in the blood groove of the tower suddenly stopped, then splattered chaotically in all directions.

"ah--"

"mine……"

Hui Ji's swollen heart suddenly contracted, letting out an extremely miserable and piercing scream.

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