Compared with the current thunder cloud, the zombies controlled by the soul-fixing nails are not considered zombies at all.
Lei Yun's eyes were all a dead gray color, and Lei Yun's fingernails also turned into a strange black.
If Lei Yun now wears an official uniform of the Qing Dynasty, he will definitely be the best replica of the zombies in Lin Zhengying's zombie movies.
"How could he become like this in such a short time? What did he encounter in that forest?" Everyone present felt a chill in their hearts.
Lei Yun's jumping ability is very amazing. He rises and falls five to six meters away, and he is in front of everyone in a moment.
Black Shura and the Black Beast God suddenly sensed Lei Yun's hostility. Before Zhao Lingjun could issue an order, a black thorn had already emerged from the ground.
As soon as Lei Yun jumped into the air and stretched out his fingers with black nails, he was tightly entangled by a black thorn and was dragged back to the ground.
"Ordinary zombies are just several times stronger and faster than ordinary people." Lin Yiren stopped shouting and stopped the black beast god who was roaring and wanted to rush up and smash Lei Yun into meat pies. He took a deep breath and looked at Lei Yun. Behind the clouds lies a forest shrouded in mist. "But what kind of magic can turn a living person into a zombie like this in a moment?"
"Someone is coming." Zhao Lingjun was about to talk to Lin Yiren, but he heard the sound of slightly approaching footsteps.
"This fellow Taoist is indeed very sharp." With a burst of laughter, the middle-aged Taoist in blue robe appeared in everyone's sight.
Although he still didn't understand the origin of the blue-robed Taoist, the cold aura coming from the middle-aged Taoist in blue robe made Zhao Lingjun and others feel very uncomfortable.
"Who are you?" Lin Yiren asked as he looked at Lei Yun, who was entangled in black thorns and couldn't move, and stared at the cold-faced middle-aged Taoist in blue robe.
"I am the owner of that white jade box." The cold-faced middle-aged man in blue robe smiled. "Thank you for helping me keep the white jade box for so long. Now you can return it to us."
"Is the white jade box yours?" Zhao Lingjun was more or less surprised.
"Exactly." The middle-aged Taoist in blue robe nodded seriously.
"How can you prove that the white jade box is yours?" Lin Yiren simply didn't believe this blue-robed Taoist who exuded a cold aura.
"The white jade box has a rattan-like pattern on it," the middle-aged Taoist in blue robe said.
"Since you said that the white jade box is yours, you must know how to open it?" Zhao Lingjun looked at the cold-faced middle-aged Taoist in blue robe. "If you know how to open it and can tell what's inside, I will return this white jade box to you."
The middle-aged Taoist in blue robe was stunned for a moment, as if he did not expect Zhao Lingjun to speak so simply. He was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say.
"Huh." Lin Yiren looked at the stunned middle-aged Taoist in blue robe and smiled coldly. "Do you think we will give things to you just by saying casually, the white jade box is mine? Do you think we are idiots? Even if you can tell what is in it, we still have to think about it. But I didn't expect , you don’t even know what’s inside, so you came here to pretend to be the owner of the white jade box, you really want to make us laugh out loud.”
A cold smile slowly appeared on the face of the middle-aged man in blue robe.
"So, our relationship is broken?"
"Since you are unwilling to give me your hands, then I will have to take them from your corpses." The middle-aged man in blue robe looked at Zhao Lingjun and Lin Yiren coldly and said.
"Just you?" Lin Yiren seemed to have heard the most ridiculous thing in the world.
Zhao Lingjun never talks nonsense. As soon as Lin Yiren finished speaking, countless black thorns surged out from the ground and entangled the middle-aged Taoist in blue robes.
And a bright bolt of lightning also fell from the sky and struck the head of the middle-aged Taoist in blue robe.
Zhao Lingjun and Heishi Shura have already mastered this move together.
At first, Yufengwan was made to lose his temper by Zhao Lingjun's move.
"All things are prosperous, white bones are blooming, and yin and yang are transformed. The Supreme Lord is as anxious as the law." When lightning fell on the head of the middle-aged man in blue robes, a rush of urgency emerged from the mouth of the middle-aged Taoist in blue robes. Like a rain spell.
Snow-white lightning suddenly hit the head of the middle-aged man in blue robe, and a dazzling white light suddenly appeared on the middle-aged man in blue robe.
Wrapped in the white brilliance, the middle-aged Taoist in blue robe was safe and sound, but the black thorns entangled in his body immediately dissipated like snowflakes splashed by boiling soup.
"Spell attacks of this level cannot hurt me." The middle-aged Taoist in blue robe looked at Zhao Lingjun and Lin Yiren with sarcastic eyes.
"Really?"
Neither Zhao Lingjun nor Lin Yiren can be easily intimidated.
The white-bone Nether Sword with eight sides like door panels suddenly appeared next to Zhao Lingjun, shooting one after another at the blue-robed middle-aged Taoist. And following Zhao Lingjun's eight bone ghost swords was Lin Yiren's latest puppet warrior who looked like a tank, with a black beast god with talismans that could break spells flowing on his body.
"Your Dao power is amazing, but this spell is a bit lacking." The middle-aged man in blue robe smiled, and a cold aura rippled around his body, and even the surrounding air produced a circle of naked eyes. Visible transparent ripples.
A white door suddenly appeared in the void in front of the middle-aged Taoist man in blue robe.
After opening it, countless white hands stretched out from the door.
The eight Bone Netherworld Swords shot into the door one after another. And as soon as each sword was grasped by those white hands, it lost contact with Zhao Lingjun.
When the white door closed, the eight white bone ghost swords disappeared without a trace.
At the same time, a white vortex suddenly appeared under the black beast god's feet. After the white vortex passed, the land under the black beast god's feet turned into a smooth surface like a white gem.
The black beast god was running and roaring desperately inside, but running around, he still stayed on the white ground less than one meter square.
"How can intermediate-level Taoist skills like yours compare with my ancient divine skills?" The middle-aged Taoist in blue robe looked at Zhao Lingjun and Lin Yiren and smiled, then slowly took out a pale face from his arms. The small flag seemed to be flowing with cold mist.
"Just like your ordinary magic weapon, how can it compare with my Hundred Ghost Soul Calling Flag?" The middle-aged man in blue robe took the small white flag in his hand, and there were countless cold winds in the blue robe. The young people whizzed past.
"What? What did you say?" Zhao Lingjun, Lin Qianxun, and Meng Xue were shocked.
"Why, have you ever heard of the Hundred Ghost Soul-Calling Banner?" The middle-aged Taoist in blue robe looked at the surprised Zhao Lingjun and others with surprise, "But it seems it's too late for you to regret it now."
As soon as the middle-aged man in blue robe finished speaking, the pale white flag in the hand of the middle-aged Taoist man in blue robe had turned into a white soul-calling flag as tall as a person.
The entire soul-calling flag is made of phosphorus and white bones, and drops of blood, like living creatures, are constantly swimming on the bones, looking indescribably weird.
The entire soul-calling flag was covered with dark clouds, and countless extremely shrill voices seemed to resound directly in people's minds, as if there were really countless evil ghosts shouting non-stop.
All of a sudden everyone's expressions changed.
Because everyone discovered that the moment the middle-aged man in blue robe offered up the Hundred Ghost Soul Calling Flag, his hands and feet seemed to be tightly wrapped by something cold and cold, and he could not move.
"how so."
Zhao Lingjun's soul appeared in great numbers.
"The living souls and dead souls, enter my flag and listen to my orders."
The middle-aged Taoist in blue robe looked at the frightened Zhao Lingjun and others, smiled proudly, and spit out a string of spells from his mouth.
As soon as the blue-robed middle-aged Taoist's spell came out, all the bones on the pale white soul-calling flag trembled, and a white cold light rippled out.
Zhao Lingjun felt that the world in front of him suddenly turned into a white skull that kept grinning at him. And that white skull seemed to have an indescribable suction force, as if it was trying to forcefully pull all of its flesh and blood out of its body.
Zhao Lingjun knew that the blue-robed Taoist in front of him, who had a hundred ghost summoning banner, must have some kind of relationship with the senior brother who murdered his master a thousand years ago, but Zhao Lingjun was now feeling cold from head to toe.
Because Zhao Lingjun knew that he might become like Lei Yun, a walking zombie without any thoughts.
The suction force on the grinning white skull became stronger and stronger, and Zhao Lingjun's consciousness began to blur.
"Bold, how dare you plot against me."
Just when Zhao Lingjun was about to lose all consciousness, Zhao Lingjun suddenly heard a shout from a middle-aged Taoist in blue robe.
The white skull suddenly disappeared and transformed into the original world.
The mountain forest was still the same as before, but when Zhao Lingjun glanced at it, he saw that Lin Yiren and others were lying on the ground unconscious, their faces ashes.
The blue-robed Taoist caressed his chest, his body covered with water stains.
And lying on the ground not far behind the blue-robed Taoist, was a long-haired beauty with bright bloodshot eyes constantly flowing from the corners of her mouth. It was the Taoist in gray-robed clothes that Zhao Lingjun had seen that day in the hotel room after following the Maoshan Sect's Taoist. Beauty in blue.
"It's you." Zhao Lingjun was surprised. "I underestimated your Taoist power." The middle-aged Taoist in blue robe glanced at Zhao Lingjun with a slightly unexpected and cold smile, and then at Lin Yiren and others who were lying down. "However, I want to see how long you can hold on under the soul-summoning flag." Text Chapter 102: Taoism transforms into lotus, five fires and seven birds After a burst of sinister laughter, the Taoist in the blue robe made a mistake with his finger, and a hundred ghosts summoned souls The white bones on the flag began to tremble again, and the red blood drops on the Baigui Soul Calling Flag also began to swim crazily on the white bones.
All things in the world seem to be converging on the ghost-calling banner again.
When he saw Wu Xiaoye and others lying on the ground, lifeless, Zhao Lingjun finally started to go crazy.
"I'll fight you the hell out of here."
Zhao Lingjun roared loudly, and all the Tao power in his body began to flow crazily. Zhao Lingjun's body emitted a burst of vague white light, and with Zhao Lingjun's body as the center, a vague white lotus began to bloom.
The invisible cold air surrounding Zhao Lingjun suddenly collapsed under the light of the white lotus.
"Tao Dharma turns into lotus?"
The middle-aged Taoist in blue robe clicked his tongue in admiration: "What a profound Taoist power. It seems that it has reached the stage where the three flowers gather at the top and the five qi rise to the vitality."
After admiring, the middle-aged Taoist in blue robe unfurled the Hundred Ghost Soul Calling Flag, and more cold soul-eating energy rushed towards Zhao Lingjun. After Zhao Lingjun's hands and feet regained freedom, the Void Yin Yang Sword he cast immediately disappeared as soon as it touched the cold soul-eating air, just like a popsicle stuck into boiling water.
The middle-aged man in blue robe looked at Zhao Lingjun with pitiful eyes: "It's a pity that the Taoist skills you learned are all three-legged cat stuff. The power of your magic weapons cannot be compared with my Hundred Ghost Soul Recalling Banner. Don't you think so?" Are you going to struggle pointlessly?"
"MLGBD."
Zhao Lingjun ignored the middle-aged Taoist in blue robes at all. Zhao Lingjun quickly drew a magic spell with his hands. After a white light, a fan that seemed to be woven with feathers and emitted colorful light suddenly appeared in Zhao Lingjun's hand.
"Maoshan Mustard Seed Technique, what are you hiding? Is it this fan made of bird feathers?" The middle-aged Taoist in blue robe had a sarcastic smile on his face. "Do you want to do a fan dance for me?"
The middle-aged Taoist priest in blue robe thought Zhao Lingjun was really funny.
But Zhao Lingjun just waved his fan, and the blue-robed middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed.
A burst of flames suddenly burst out from the fan. The flames dancing on the monstrous flames are all in the shape of different flying birds.
It seemed like a fire that could burn everything. There are no words that can describe this raging flame. Wherever this monstrous flame passes, it turns into a sea of fire. Even the air, stones, and land in the flames burned all at once.
The middle-aged man in blue robe was filled with ghosts. With a quick stroke of his finger, the Hundred Ghost Soul Calling Flag suddenly doubled in size and blocked the middle-aged man in blue robe.
But in just a moment, the Hundred Ghosts Ghost Soul Banner, filled with an extremely cold aura, was swallowed up by the flames that burned the sky and extinguished the earth. The blood drops flowing on the Hundred Ghost Soul Summoning Banner suddenly turned into white smoke and disappeared into the air. . Even the phosphorus and white bones on the Hundred Ghosts Calling Soul Banner began to burn, making a scalp-numbing crackling sound.
The monstrous flames swept up the blue-robed Taoist.
"Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan—"
The middle-aged Taoist in blue robes, who was swept away by the monstrous flames, let out an incredible scream and ran out of the flames.
But when he rushed out of the flames, most of the skin and flesh on the middle-aged Taoist in blue robes had turned into black fly ash, falling off in large swaths. All the facial features of the middle-aged Taoist in blue robes had melted away, and even The two eyes have turned into two black holes, and on the equally charred skeleton and charred internal organs exposed by the charred skin, there are still flames beating constantly.
The blue-robed Taoist turned into a charred skeleton. After running aimlessly for two steps, he fell to the ground because his leg bones had been burned to the point of cracking. But even after falling to the ground, the charred The blue-robed Taoist still roared incredulously in his throat. "The fan with five fires and seven birds is actually a fan with five fires and seven birds. Impossible."
"Ah" the long-haired beauty who fell to the side looked at the blue-robed Taoist who looked like a roasted skeleton in horror.
The long-haired beauty didn't know that the middle-aged Taoist in blue robe cultivated the white bones into flesh and blood, and the dead could be resurrected. As long as the soul of the cultivator did not leave the body, multiple injuries could be slowly recovered.
Zhao Lingjun looked at the charred skeleton that fell to the ground with a slightly unbearable look. After refining this Xibei five-fire seven-animal fan, Zhao Lingjun also tested it, but Zhao Lingjun still did not expect that this five-fire seven-animal fan , actually has such power.
"Yes, this is the Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan." But when he saw Lin Yiren and others lying on the ground, lifeless, Zhao Lingjun's heart hardened again. "Don't the Hundred Ghosts Soul-Calling Banner have eighteen sides? Why do you only have one side?"
"How do you know that the Hundred Ghosts Soul Recalling Banner has eighteen sides?" The charred skeleton made a startled sound like a convulsion, but a moment later, the charred skeleton's throat roared unwillingly, "If I had ten If the eight-sided soul-calling flags form a soul-leaving formation, how can they be defeated by your Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan?"
"If you tell the origin of your Hundred Ghost Soul-Calling Flags and how to save them, I will let you live." Zhao Lingjun looked at the charred skeleton coldly. "Although your injuries are serious, but you have cultivated The white bones are alive and well, which should allow you to recover slowly."
"Rescue them? Let me go?" The charred skeleton coughed, spit out some black blood foam, and laughed, "Are you kidding me?"
"Are you kidding?" Zhao Lingjun sneered. In the blink of an eye, when he saw the lifeless people lying around him, Zhao Lingjun felt that his heart hurt as if being pricked by a needle.
An invisible force condensed in Zhao Lingjun's hand, and countless electric lights converged on Zhao Lingjun's hand, forming a huge lightning ball.
"I'll give you another chance." The white light on the lightning ball made Zhao Lingjun's face turn pale, and Zhao Lingjun's voice was as cold as ice that would never melt for thousands of years. "Tell me where you got the Hundred Ghosts Soul-Calling Banner, and tell me how to teach them."
"Haha" the black skeleton laughed and closed his mouth, as if he didn't want to answer Zhao Lingjun's words at all.
Zhao Lingjun said nothing, but pressed the lightning ball in his hand hard on the black skeleton.
"Ah," the black skeleton let out a shrill scream, and the black skeleton without the body's protective body was suddenly electrocuted and jumped.
Countless electric lights shine on the bones and internal organs of the black skeleton, which looks like a curled shrimp in the air. Even the long-haired beauty who fell to the side had an unbearable look on her face.
The black skeleton fell heavily to the ground, making a loud sound from its throat. After coughing violently for a while and spitting out more blood foam, the black skeleton made a sound like convulsions. "Even if you let me go, if I don't have the white jade box, I will only die if I go back, so you can't even think of taking out anything you want from my mouth."
"Okay, as long as you tell me how to rescue them, I will give you the white jade box." Zhao Lingjun took a deep breath and said slowly. For Zhao Lingjun, no matter how precious something is, it is not as important as the group of people lying on the ground.
"Are you telling the truth?" The black skeleton coughed, and the twitching skeleton suddenly became quiet.
"Of course." Zhao Lingjun nodded.
"Now that the Hundred Ghosts Soul Calling Flag has been destroyed, if you want to save them, you have to go to hell yourself..."
"Do you doubt that I dare not kill you?" Zhao Lingjun's eyes were full of murderous intent. The person lying on the ground had almost driven Zhao Lingjun into madness, and the words of the black skull made Zhao Lingjun completely lose his mind.
"I want you to become a puppet wandering between Yin and Yang, abandoned by heaven and earth." Zhao Lingjun let out a beast-like roar from his throat.
"Wait..." Before the black skeleton could speak, a faint blue light shot out from Zhao Lingjun's hand and penetrated into the back of the black skeleton's head.
The black skeleton suddenly lost all its vitality, but with a burst of blue light, the scorched muscles on the black skeleton began to grow at a rapid rate.
From a distance, it looks like countless blue flesh maggots swimming on the black skeleton.
"Ah, you..." When she saw Zhao Lingjun's murderous gaze, the long-haired beauty who fell to the ground couldn't help but shudder. "Don't come over."
"I" Zhao Lingjun couldn't help but froze for a moment when he saw the frightened look in the long-haired beauty's eyes. After taking a deep breath, Zhao Lingjun's spiritual platform regained a trace of clarity.
"Who are you? Did you save me just now? Why do you appear here." Zhao Lingjun looked at the long-haired beauty and asked.
"You saved my life, so I will repay you once." After seeing Zhao Lingjun's eyes returned to normal, a stubborn look appeared in the eyes of the long-haired beauty.
"I followed these onmyojis here." The long-haired beauty bit her lip and looked at the two onmyojis who fell on the ground, also lifeless, and said slowly, "My surname is Cao. He is from Tianyi Pavilion."
"Tianyi Pavilion?" An idea flashed in Zhao Lingjun's mind, "Is this you Cao Rusheng?"
"He is my grandfather." The long-haired beauty looked at Zhao Lingjun and said. "My name is Cao Xiaoxian. My grandfather died in a sneak attack by the Onmyoji." Text Chapter 103: Reversing Yin and Yang, Communicating Life and Death "So you are from Tianyi Pavilion." Zhao Lingjun was startled. "It turns out you are not a gifted person."
"What kind of gifted person?" Cao Xiaoxian looked at Zhao Lingjun strangely.
"I will tell you when I have time later. There is no time to explain now." Zhao Lingjun's heart was now cold. The person lying on the ground had already confused Zhao Lingjun.
Even the Dao power in Zhao Lingjun's body seemed to be surging wildly. Zhao Lingjun knew that this was a very bad sign. Such wildly surging Dao power was usually the prerequisite for becoming possessed.
But Zhao Lingjun has no time to take care of himself now. Zhao Lingjun jumped to Lin Qianxun, who was nearest to him.
After holding Lin Qianxun in his arms, Zhao Lingjun was surprised to find that Lin Qianxun still had a weak heartbeat. But the deathly aura lingering on Lin Qianxun's face made Zhao Lingjun's heart sink to the bottom of his heart.
"how so."
Zhao Lingjun couldn't help but let out a roar that shook the sky, and white gas visible to the naked eye spurted out from Zhao Lingjun's mouth. Countless pine leaves fell like rain amidst Zhao Lingjun's roar.
"It seems like their souls were captured alive by that Taoist's magic weapon."
After Zhao Doujun's roar stopped, Cao Xiaoxian dared to step forward, timidly picked up the Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan that Zhao Lingjun threw aside, handed it to Zhao Lingjun, and said.
"Detained the living soul?"
Cao Xiaoxian's words were like throwing a stone into a dead well, causing ripples all of a sudden.
Zhao Lingjun's restless and turbulent Dao power suddenly calmed down.
"Born soul?" This was not the first time Zhao Lingjun had heard of this term. When Cao Xiaoxian mentioned it, Zhao Lingjun immediately thought of blood-red flowers without leaves and the boundless black river.
"I'm not sure, but my father told me that the appearance of a person whose soul has been removed is similar to what your friends look like now."
"You want to save them, unless you go to hell yourself." The blue-robed Taoist's unfinished words suddenly lit up in Zhao Lingjun's mind like a bolt of lightning.
"I understand." Zhao Lingjun regretted and couldn't help but look at the black skeleton that seemed to be covered with countless blue flesh maggots swimming around. After a while, the withered black skeleton was covered with blue flesh and blood. It seemed that before long, the black skeleton would turn into a complete puppet warrior.
After taking a deep breath, Zhao Lingjun made up his mind, took out a glass bottle from his arms, slowly put Lin Qianxun down, and then walked to Wu Xiaoye's side.
"Ordinary pills are of no use to people who are detained to have their souls removed."
When she saw Zhao Lingjun put the small blue pill poured from the glass bottle into Wu Xiaoye's mouth, Cao Xiaoxian kindly reminded her. Cao Xiaoxian was afraid that Zhao Lingjun would waste some miraculous medicine needlessly.
But what surprised Cao Xiaoxian was that shortly after Zhao Lingjun put the small blue pill into Wu Xiaoye's mouth, Wu Xiaoye groaned lowly and opened his eyes.
Wu Xiaoye's originally pale complexion suddenly turned rosy. Wu Xiaoye, who was originally beautiful, suddenly became stunningly beautiful.
This made Zhao Lingjun, who was supporting Wu Xiaoye, unable to help but freeze.
Wu Xiaoye felt as if she had had a dream. When she woke up, she was in Zhao Lingjun's arms, and there seemed to be an indescribable thing circulating in her body.
This endless feeling made Wu Xiaoye feel very wonderful, but when he saw the people lying on the ground in the blink of an eye, Wu Xiaoye suddenly remembered the blue-robed Taoist and his terrifying Hundred Ghost Soul-Calling Banner. "What happened to them?"
Wu Xiaoye's surprised voice suddenly woke up Zhao Lingjun.
After helping Wu Xiaoye up, Zhao Lingjun looked into Wu Xiaoye's eyes and said, "They all seemed to have had their souls sucked away by the Hundred Ghost Soul Calling Banner."
"What?" Wu Xiaoye was shocked. He leaned down and drew a strange symbol with his hands. A hexagonal light array appeared in Wu Xiaoye's hands, but Wu Xiaoye put it on Lin Qianxun's body. At that moment, the hexagonal light array suddenly dimmed until it disappeared.
"As expected, their souls were taken away. Just now in my dream, I seemed to see myself falling into the boundless darkness. I thought it was my hallucination, but it turned out that it was my soul falling into the darkness. To the place where the underworld is lured away." Wu Xiaoye looked at Zhao Lingjun and took a deep breath, "What a powerful Hundred Ghost Soul Calling Banner. How did you break the Hundred Ghost Soul Calling Banner? How did you save me? "
"It was she who saved me." Zhao Lingjun nodded to Cao Xiaoxian, "Her name is Cao Xiaoxian, and she is a descendant of Cao Rusheng of Tianyi Pavilion. It was her timely intervention that prevented me from being detained as a living soul, and I had the opportunity to use Five Fires and Seven Birds I smashed his Hundred Ghost Soul-Calling Flag."
After a pause, a wry smile appeared on Zhao Lingjun's face, "You can wake up because I gave you the only Wujihuan Dan."
"What? You gave me the only Wujihuan Dan?"
"What kind of elixir can actually bring people back to life and reverse yin and yang?"
Wu Xiaoye and Cao Xiaoxian's exclamations sounded at the same time.
"I don't have time to explain this now." Zhao Lingjun looked into Wu Xiaoye's eyes, "You must know what a living soul is."
"Taoist alchemists believe that people have three souls and seven souls, and the living soul is the main soul of a person. If the living soul is lost, people will cut off their six senses and lose their vitality." Wu Xiaoye also knew that the matter was urgent, so he said it simply.
"So, where will a person's soul go after death?"
"After death, the soul will pass through the place where the underworld is drawn, pass through the Naihe Bridge, and fall into the six realms of reincarnation." Wu Xiaoye took a deep breath. "The boundless red flowers you saw when you were hit by the soul-eating bomb last time may be the legendary Manshazhuhua, the legendary flower that leads to the underworld, and the black river you saw, Perhaps it is the legendary boundless weak river Styx that is difficult for birds to cross."
"It seems that my guess is correct. What the Taoist just said, I have to go to hell to rescue them. It turns out that after the Hundred Ghost Soul Calling Flags were destroyed, all the souls captured on the spirit calling flags, They will all fall to the land of hell. If I want to save them, I must go to the land of hell and bring their souls back." Zhao Lingjun took a deep breath, but when he thought of the last time he was in the boundless underworld, Seeing the three giant hell dogs that feed on human souls by the river, Zhao Lingjun's mood could not be restored to peace no matter what.
After taking a look at Wu Xiaoye and Cao Xiaoxian who were already stunned, Zhao Lingjun looked at Wu Xiaoye deeply and said, "I remember that among the secrets of the Black Witch Sect, there is a spell that can break the yin and yang, communicate between life and death, and make people alive People who go to hell."
"The reversal of the Yin-Yang Formation is a heaven-defying spell. After the living people descend to the underworld, they will have unpredictable and dangerous faces. Even the people in the Black Witch Sect have never dared to use this spell after it was created. "Wu Xiaoye's face was full of shock. Wu Xiaoye wanted to tell Zhao Lingjun that letting living people go to hell is just like letting people die. There is no difference. But after seeing the determined expression on Zhao Lingjun's face, Wu Xiaoye could only sigh inwardly.
Wu Xiaoye knew that no matter what she said, she could not make the man in front of her change his decision.
"Help me cast the spell."
So when hearing Zhao Lingjun say these words, Wu Xiaoye could only nod silently.
In another clearing in the forest, Zhao Lingjun gently placed Lin Yiren and others on the quilts spread on the ground.
After putting Lin Yiren and others away, Zhao Lingjun cast the Judgment-breaking Talisman Crow, and used Maoshan magic, Nether magic, and black magic to place thirteen restrictions in succession outside the open space.
While Zhao Lingjun was busy with this, Wu Xiaoye had also completed the arrangement of the Yin-Yang Reversal Formation.
Because he used his own blood as a trigger, Wu Xiaoye's face looked a little pale.
"You only have one hour." Wu Xiaoye lit a white candle, and then handed Zhao Lingjun a black umbrella with a strange silver symbol. "This is the soul-guiding umbrella. You can use this umbrella to bring them back after you find their living souls below. However, the Manshazhuhua on the way to the soul-guiding way has the effect of bewitching souls. Even if it is opened by a living person, On the Road to the Underworld, if you enter the Land of Induction for more than an hour, you will become a mindless walking corpse, so you must come back within an hour, otherwise..."
Wu Xiaoye looked at Zhao Lingjun and said nothing, but Zhao Lingjun knew what Wu Xiaoye meant.
Zhao Lingjun had already seen the unconscious wandering soul wandering by the boundless River Styx.
Zhao Lingjun knew that if he didn't come back in time, he might become one of them, and he might end up even more miserable than those wandering souls.
But after taking a deep breath, Zhao Lingjun slowly walked into the magic circle arranged by Wu Xiaoye.
"Wu Xiaoye." After walking into the magic circle, Zhao Lingjun threw the Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan in his hand to Wu Xiaoye. "My Xibei five-fire seven-bird fan can only be used twice a day. I just used it once, and I can use it once again. If someone else comes to kill me during the time I enter the place of guidance, Just use this against him."
"Why don't you go down with it?" Wu Xiaoye looked at Zhao Lingjun with a strange light flashing in his eyes.
"After I go down, if anything happens, I can come back right away. If something happens to you, I will never come back." Zhao Lingjun suddenly smiled, "And they have already done that, I can't do that again." What's wrong with you?"
After a pause, Zhao Lingjun nodded resolutely. "Let's get started." Text Chapter 104 Eye of Reincarnation, Red Stone Mountain "Be careful." Cao Xiaoxian, who had been watching Wu Xiaoye and Zhao Lingjun in silence, always seemed to want to say something to Zhao Lingjun, but until this moment, Cao Xiaoxian just said this.
"Yes." Zhao Lingjun smiled at this long-haired beauty, and then nodded towards Wu Xiaoye. "Wu Xiaoye, let's start. Don't look so sad. I'm going to come back and wait to eat your fried poached eggs?"
With a "Puch" sound, Wu Xiaoye couldn't help but laugh.
Wu Xiaoye knew that what Zhao Lingjun was talking about was the noon on the first day everyone came here. At that time, Wu Xiaoye volunteered to fry poached eggs. As a result, none of the fried poached eggs was not burnt.
"Okay, when you come back, I will fry it for you until it is not burnt."
"Haha. Okay." Zhao Lingjun smiled.
Just by looking at Zhao Lingjun's expression, you might think that the place Zhao Lingjun is going to is not a dangerous and unpredictable place that leads to the underworld, but just a tea restaurant.
Wu Xiaoye also smiled and waved his hands. What was different from usual was that when waving his hands, Wu Xiaoye spread his snow-white feet and danced a strange dance around the magic circle he had arranged.
I don't know when the sky started to become covered with dark clouds, and the entire forest suddenly became dark.
But the magic circle under Zhao Lingjun's feet began to emit red light. This red light reflected on Zhao Lingjun's body, making it seem as if blood was flowing all over Zhao Lingjun's body.
When Wu Xiaoye stopped dancing, the dark clouds in the sky turned blood red.
What is even more surprising is that above the magic circle where Zhao Lingjun is, a huge blood-red eye suddenly appears in the blood-red clouds.
And when the blood-red eyes opened, the rolling red clouds turned into a sea of blood, and a thick smell of blood floated in the air.
The ground under Zhao Lingjun's feet gradually became transparent, and there were countless blood-red flames flying all over the sky underneath.
"Wu Xiaoye, the way you smile and dance is really touching."
After smiling and saying something to Wu Xiaoye, Zhao Lingjun took a deep breath and held a spell with both hands.
A burst of red light flashed, and the land under Zhao Lingjun's feet suddenly disappeared. Zhao Lingjun fell straight into the void filled with blood-red flying flames flying all over the sky, as if falling into the crater of an erupting volcano.
Shortly after Zhao Lingjun fell, countless strange creatures of all kinds surged out of the magic circle screaming, but as soon as those creatures rushed out of the magic circle, they were sucked in by the huge eyeballs. ,Disappear.
"What is that?" Cao Xiaoxian asked Wu Xiaoye in surprise, looking at the huge eyeball staring at the magic circle in the sea of blood.
"That's the Eye of Reincarnation." After Zhao Lingjun said those words, the blush on Wu Xiaoye's face has not completely faded yet.
"After the passage to the underworld is opened, countless dark creatures will want to come to our world. The Eye of Reincarnation will make these creatures think that it is the door to our world, but In fact, the Eye of Reincarnation can only make these dark creatures that rush out of the magic circle return to the netherworld."
"You mean, these creatures think they have come to our world, but in fact, they can only return to their original world after running to the Eye of Reincarnation?"
Cao Xiaoxian looked at the various strange creatures pouring out of the magic circle and pouring into the huge eyeball, and couldn't help but ask Wu Xiaoye, "What can we do now?"
"We can't do anything." Wu Xiaoye said, "We can only stay here, guarding this magic circle, waiting for him to come back."
"He will definitely come back." Cao Xiaoxian nodded firmly.
Zhao Lingjun's body was floating in the void.
This is a sky that Zhao Lingjun could never imagine. After being hit by a soul-eating bullet last time, Zhao Lingjun may have lost some of his feelings, so when he fell, Zhao Lingjun only saw a black void. But this time, Zhao Lingjun But he could see the surrounding environment clearly.
There were no sun, moon or stars in the sky, only countless red flying flames. The large flames were like clouds floating in the sky, while the small flames seemed to be only the size of an embroidery needle.
And the entire sky was a strange red.
In the red sky, Zhao Lingjun saw countless black spots, falling one after another like rain. When those black spots fell in front of his eyes, Zhao Lingjun realized that those black spots were all confused souls with their eyes open. These souls seemed to be looking hard with their eyes open, but their eyes seemed to be empty, as if they could not see Lord Zhao Ling falling beside them at all.
This feeling made Zhao Lingjun indescribably weird.
At this moment, Zhao Lingjun heard several excited screams coming from the red sky.
Zhao Lingjun raised his eyes and saw several black spots flying quickly through the red flames. They were several strange birds with only white bones on their heads and no flesh and blood, but with huge black wings.
What flew over was a dark creature unique to the Land of the Underworld. In this land of the dead with only flying flames and clouds, the huge black-winged bird had been flying for an unknown length of time.
The smell of fresh flesh and blood on Zhao Lingjun's body was completely different from the smell of the fallen souls. This smell made the huge black-winged bird feel hungry like never before.
In the excited screams, these huge black-winged birds rushed towards Zhao Lingjun at a speed that was impossible to achieve at ordinary times.
The black-winged giant bird stretched out its sharp claws that had no flesh and blood, but only white bones, and wanted to tear Lord Zhao Ling into pieces and eat him.
The closer they get to Lord Zhao Ling, the more aura of Lord Zhao Ling drives these black-winged giant birds crazy.
But just when these black-winged giant birds were about to hit Zhao Lingjun, the white bone Nether Sword with eight sides, like a door panel, suddenly appeared around Zhao Lingjun's body.
With a scream, the black-winged giant bird, which was unable to retreat, suddenly hit the white bone Nether Sword like a door panel, turning into a pile of broken, mushy objects like black cotton wool.
Zhao Lingjun snorted. Although he took down those black-winged giant birds at once, the powerful impact of those black-winged giant birds also made Zhao Lingjun very uncomfortable.
What makes Zhao Lingjun feel even more uncomfortable is that this boundless underworld seems to have severed the relationship between Zhao Lingjun and heaven and earth.
Zhao Lingjun couldn't feel or absorb a trace of the energy of the five elements of heaven and earth. In other words, the current Zhao Lingjun's Dao power has no source of supplementation at all. Every time he uses it, he loses one point.
I don’t know how long it had been floating in the red sky, but Zhao Lingjun fell into the boundless bright red flowers.
This land of the dead is fundamentally different from the material world in which humans usually live. When Zhao Lingjun fell in the air, his speed did not get faster at all, and when he fell, Zhao Lingjun did not feel his own weight at all. But when Zhao Lingjun took a step, Zhao Lingjun felt the same as when he usually walked on the street.
The boundless flowers of invitation are as bright as the last time Zhao Lingjun fell here, and the boundless River Styx is still flowing silently, but in this bright red leafless red flower, Zhao Lingjun is in panic.
Zhao Lingjun has successfully arrived at the place where the underworld is attracted, but at a glance, there are countless dead souls wandering aimlessly by the boundless River Styx.
It is not easy to find the living souls of Lin Yiren, Lin Qianxun and others within an hour.
After a few ups and downs, Zhao Lingjun jumped to the edge of the boundless River Styx. However, Zhao Lingjun held the black soul-inducing umbrella and walked for a while among the dead souls whose consciousness had been erased by the attracting flowers and sandy pearls. After that, Zhao Lingjun only felt that his hands and feet were cold.
"Even if I can break through the yin and yang and come to the place where the underworld leads, can't I save them?"
"Miaowu."
Just when Zhao Lingjun was feeling despair, Zhao Lingjun heard a slight cat meow. A small white shadow suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Lingjun's eyes.
"Xiaobai" Zhao Lingjun shouted in surprise.
What appeared in front of Zhao Lingjun was Xiaobai, who was as white as a pompom.
Zhao Lingjun couldn't help but wanted to pick up Xiaobai, but Zhao Lingjun's hand only touched nothingness.
Xiao Bai is actually a tangible and insubstantial soul now.
"Miaowu"
Xiaobai's cry suddenly woke up Zhao Lingjun. Legend has it that ordinary cats have the ability to see the souls of the dead, and Xiaobai's living soul that appeared here seemed to have not been corroded by the Manshazhuhua and was completely preserved. own consciousness.
"Can you take me to them?"
Zhao Lingjun looked at Xiaobai and asked in a trembling tone.
To Zhao Lingjun's great surprise, Xiaobai nodded immediately, then turned around and ran towards a place quickly along the bank of the black weak water Styx River.
Zhao Lingjun followed immediately.
The cat and the person didn't know how long they ran quickly. Zhao Lingjun only felt a slight change in the scenery around him.
The boundless red sand and pearls slowly disappeared, and the black river bank slowly turned into a red stone bank with jagged rocks.
At the end of the red stone bank, there stands a red stone mountain that towers into the clouds, and the top cannot be seen at all. Text Chapter 105: Receiving the Envoy, Entrance to Reincarnation The red stone mountain is surrounded by shrill red clouds.
And countless dead souls were climbing up unconsciously. From time to time, huge strange birds would fly by and slap the climbing souls down.
Zhao Lingjun didn't know what was behind this towering red stone mountain, but when he saw Xiaobai leaping up the mountain road with rugged rocks, Zhao Lingjun rushed up behind Xiaobai without even thinking. .
After following Xiao Bai up a short distance, Zhao Lingjun saw Xiao Ping climbing up among countless dead souls at a glance.
"Xiao Ping." Zhao Lingjun shouted in surprise as he shot several flaming balls and shot down several strange birds that were trying to devour him like giant-winged black birds.
But Xiao Ping didn't seem to hear Zhao Lingjun's voice at all. He still grabbed the jagged rocks and climbed up blankly, as if all his mind had been wiped out by Mansha Zhuhua.
"The lost souls return to my umbrella."
Zhao Lingjun suddenly opened the soul-inducing umbrella that Wu Xiaoye gave to him. A burst of silver light flashed on the black umbrella. Zhao Lingjun's mind moved. The silver light on the black umbrella turned into a stream of light and hit Xiao Ping's soul. superior. Xiao Ping's soul immediately turned into a white light and disappeared into Zhao Lingjun's black umbrella.
After closing the black umbrella, one person and one cat climbed up quickly.
After collecting Xiao Ping's soul into the soul-guiding umbrella, Zhao Lingjun's confidence greatly increased. Zhao Lingjun felt that as long as there was enough time, Xiaobai would definitely take him and find Lin Yiren and others one by one.
Sure enough, when he climbed up to a platform the size of a football field, Zhao Lingjun killed Zhang Changsheng's living soul on this platform crowded with dead souls.
"Boy. Is it you again?"
Due to time constraints, Zhao Lingjun used the soul-inducing umbrella without thinking, but before Zhao Lingjun had time to pick up the magic formula, Zhao Lingjun heard a familiar voice.
A black shadow more than two meters high jumped from the rugged mountain road to the platform. With a sweep of its tail, a strong wind blew, and countless dead souls fell down one after another. On the platform crowded with dead souls, Suddenly a large area was freed up.
It was the three-headed giant dog that Zhao Lingjun saw last time that could speak human words.
The red eyes of the three-headed giant dog were full of mocking expressions.
"Someone used the Heaven-defying Brilliance Technique to save you last time, but why did you come down again this time? Did you accidentally walk again and fall into the gutter and die?"
Probably because he thought the joke he told was funny, after he finished telling it, the three-headed giant dog couldn't help laughing like a convulsion, causing its three heads to shake continuously.
But what made the three-headed giant dog extremely angry was that the man in front of him seemed not to have seen him at all. He actually held up a black umbrella under his nose, and then sucked up a delicious living soul. Inside the umbrella.
"Boy, do you regard me as a useless decoration?" A huge roar came out from the mouth of the three-headed giant fire, which was so shocking that even the dead souls beside the platform suddenly fell to the ground. After making this huge roar, the three heads of the three giant dogs narrowed their eyes at the same time, looking at Zhao Lingjun with a strange look, "Oh, I asked you why are you so arrogant? It turns out that you are actually this time So I came to the Netherworld in the flesh."
"It seems that I was mistaken this time. Are you a necromancer? Are you breaking through Yin and Yang to find this kind of living soul to go back and practice magic?" The three-headed giant dog squinted its eyes and looked at it with interest. With Zhao Lingjun. "But don't you know whose territory this is?"
What the three-headed giant dog wants to say next is, don't think that just because you are a mage, you can be arrogant on my territory. But Zhao Lingjun's next words directly caused the three-headed giant dog to let out an extremely angry roar.
"Little dog, do I know you very well? Why are you talking so much?" Zhao Lingjun used a mustard seed technique to bring the soul-inducing umbrella into the void. He said to the three-headed giant dog.
Zhao Lingjun knew that this three-headed giant dog would definitely not let him go easily, so Zhao Lingjun didn't want to talk nonsense with this three-headed giant dog that was as ugly as a pile of feces and had a disgusting smell from its mouth.
"Boy, do you know that as long as I call you, how many powerful monsters will come to devour your body in this boundless underworld?" The three-headed giant dog stared with blood-red eyes. , saliva flew everywhere. "But I won't do that because I'll tear you to pieces and eat you all by myself."
"So much nonsense, get out of here and don't waste my time."
Before the three-headed giant dog finished speaking, Zhao Lingjun appeared unexpectedly behind the three-headed giant dog and kicked the three-headed giant dog hard in the butt.
Before the three-headed giant dog could react to what was going on, it was kicked out like a football. After a long time, there was a heavy landing sound.
"This fall must be very painful."
Zhao Lingjun retracted his foot and nodded to Xiaobai.
One person and one cat continued to run up the mountain without stopping at all.
Zhao Lingjun vaguely felt that the back of the mountain might be the legendary place of reincarnation in the Six Paths of Reincarnation. If we don't seize the time to let the living souls of Lin Yiren and others enter the six paths of reincarnation, maybe even if Daluo Jinxian comes, there will be nothing he can do.
The rugged mountain road was full of unconscious souls, but one person and one cat moved up very fast, and before long Zhao Lingjun could already see the top of the mountain.
At this time, many flying flames were already at the feet of Zhao Lingjun and Xiao Bai.
"Miaowu." After seeing the top of the mountain, Xiaobai ran faster. Zhao Lingjun thought about it and knew that Xiaobai might have discovered someone else's soul.
Just when Zhao Lingjun wanted to spread out his body and follow Xiaobai, Zhao Lingjun suddenly heard a loud roar.
A surge of power from the sky came from behind. As soon as Zhao Lingjun turned around, he found a dozen black flaming balls bigger than the basin, blasting towards him.
"I*." Zhao Lingjun paused with both feet and jumped into the air. After avoiding more than a dozen black flaming balls, he turned over and landed on a strange red rock.
The three-headed giant dog didn't know when, but it silently chased after him.
The current three-headed giant dog has a completely different appearance from just now. The original dog body has turned into a human body. The current three-headed giant dog looks like a muscular man like Schwarzenegger, with three huge dog heads on his body. It's weird.
"You can actually transform?" Zhao Lingjun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he remembered Lin Yiren's puppet warrior, the black beast god.
"You brave and ignorant guy, I am Adaogang, the messenger on the road to hell. Even the strongest necromancer will call me Lord Adaogang if he sees me, but you dare to kick My-one"
The three-headed monster Adaogang, who claimed to be the messenger on the road to hell, let out another scream before he finished speaking.
Zhao Lingjun unexpectedly appeared behind the three-headed monster Adaogang and kicked Adaogang in the butt again.
This time Adaogang did not fly as far as before, but this time Adaogang was even worse than before. Because when Adaogang flew out, countless snake-like lightnings had already wrapped around Adaogang's body.
When Adaogang fell to the ground, countless blood blisters had appeared on Adaogang's body.
"If you want to gain the respect of others, you must have corresponding strength. Whether it is here or with us, it is the same." Zhao Lingjun looked coldly at the three-headed monster Adaogang with green smoke all over his body.
"If you don't want to die, get out of here."
"die?"
Adaogang, who was covered in smoke, laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. His charred skin covered with blood blisters recovered at an alarming speed.
"This is the land of dead souls. I am an immortal being on the road to hell. Even if you are an immortal who has achieved enlightenment and can freely travel between yin and yang, you can't kill me. You actually want me to die?"
"I don't care what you are, but I'm very busy now and don't have time to talk nonsense with you." The loss of time and power made Zhao Lingjun feel very irritated.
"Get out of my way."
Without even thinking about it, a white flame spread out from Zhao Lingjun's hand and turned into a white fire dragon, which knocked Adaogang down the mountain road.
Fire Dragon Flame was already one of the most powerful and mana-saving attack spells that Zhao Lingjun could think of among the Maoshan Techniques.
After knocking Adaogang off the mountain road, Zhao Lingjun and Xiaobai ran quickly along the mountain road to the top of the mountain without stopping.
The scene behind the top of the mountain made Zhao Lingjun stunned.
A cliff like a broken bridge hung diagonally in the air, and at the other end of the cliff was a huge rotating vortex.
There are no words to describe the splendor of this vortex.
Six different colors flowed in the vortex, and the entire vortex exuded extremely bright colors.
If such a vortex appears somewhere in the human world, Zhao Lingjun can guarantee that countless people will spend their money to watch this magnificent miracle.
But at this time, Zhao Lingjun had no intention of browsing this scenery that could never appear in the human world, because Zhao Lingjun saw that after countless dead souls walked from that area to the broken bridge, they were like a group of moths rushing to the fire. I jumped into the huge vortex. After I jumped, it only stirred up some colorful flames and then disappeared.
"Is this the legendary Naihe Bridge and the entrance to the Six Paths of Reincarnation?" Zhao Lingjun looked at the broken bridge and the huge six-color vortex in disbelief.