Zhao Jiuge's face was stern, and his already aloof temperament was filled with a chilling aura.
When Zhao Jiuge moved his body forward in an incomparable manner, leaving the three of them far behind him, he sent his natal flying sword 'Han Ming' into the simple black scabbard behind him with his backhand, facing the Zhao Jiuge actually abandoned his sword and hit Master Han with his body as he was filled with corpses and the ghosts that kept pouring out from the corpse-recruiting flag!
Sanskrit sounds are everywhere, and golden lotuses are turning.
The bright glazed golden light all over Zhao Jiuge's body was even more intense against the dark green corpse aura and gray ghost.
The phantom of the Dharmakaya Laughing Buddha seemed to be affected by this cold soul. It no longer looked as peaceful as before, but instead looked majestic and dignified.
As soon as the rich golden light emanating from Zhao Jiuge's movements touched those gray ghosts, the coldness from his heart instantly receded like the tide, but this effect only increased as more ghosts emerged from the corpse-calling flags. When it comes out, it seems a bit negligible.
Each of those ghosts maintained their previous appearance, but their expressions were completely different, either with a sneer, or with a ferocious expression, or with a numb expression, or with an air of resentment exuding. Fortunately, the earthly souls of these monks, also known as the ghosts, simply looked at the magic weapon of the Corpse Recalling Banner and controlled it. They could only control the ghosts to reveal themselves, and then dissipated in the world, never to be reincarnated.
If it is used by some ghost cultivators, then the power of hundreds of ghosts is far beyond what Han Zhuangzhu, who does not understand this aspect, can match. In that case, not to mention the Three Wus, even the four of them are no match. He can only use means to force his edge.
Simply put, corpse cultivators are better at raising corpses and controlling the monks' bodies, while ghost cultivators are better at refining souls and have considerable means to deal with the three souls and seven souls of the monks. One is refining corpses, the other is refining souls, but the difference between them is huge.
Pei Susu looked at Zhao Jiuge's resolute expression and knew that there was something great in his back. His beautiful face was a little relieved, a little content, and a little girl's happiness. But just for a moment, he felt the great aura and the huge gloom. The ghosts of Han Zhili kept pouring out, and Pei Susu's face was full of worry for Zhao Jiuge.
Then the pretty face hesitated a little, but this hesitation was quickly replaced by worry about Zhao Jiuge. The green lotus in front of him was still emitting light and turning, and the spiritual power in Pei Susu's body roared in again, and a pressure became stronger. A fierce spiritual light surged out, and the spiritual light emitted a dark black color. Look at that appearance, it was the Black Flame Divine Technique.
For a long time, although this method was very powerful, Pei Susu didn't know why she was a bit taboo about it. It was usually either because she had no choice or because she didn't want to use the method taught to her by her father in front of outsiders.
The black light was gloomy and deep, without the coldness of corpse aura, and the danger it radiated made people even more fearful. Pei Susu's thoughts were different from Zhao Jiuge. Zhao Jiuge went directly to the ghosts in the corpse flag, and she also took action directly. Deal with Master Han.
"Buddha saves all sentient beings."
At this time, Sanwu whispered, and then a large golden light was like a fairy scattering flowers, surrounding the Corpse Calling Flag. After the golden light dispersed, golden lotuses appeared in the sky. These golden lotuses were originally just flower bones. In an instant, Then the lotus leaves bloomed.
Then there seemed to be figures appearing on each golden lotus. These figures were not obvious at first, but as a few breaths passed, the originally illusory figures turned out to be Bodhisattvas and ancient Buddhas sitting cross-legged.
These Bodhisattvas with different postures and expressions may have angry eyes, may have lowered eyebrows, may have their eyes closed tightly, or may be dignified and peaceful.
As Sanwu whispered something in his mouth, these figures became clearer and clearer, and then the gray light of the ghosts exuding a cold aura was gradually reduced, as if purified by the golden Buddha's light.
Sanwushuang's eyes gradually closed. He had red lips and white teeth and a fair appearance. He was obviously a young man, but the feeling at this moment gave people the feeling of an old monk in trance.
The hands he displayed showed the strength worthy of the late Nascent Soul Realm. Sanwu's brows were originally plain, but as his golden Buddha light continued to grow, his brows gradually tightened, and his originally fair and tender face became even whiter, but the latter was a sickly white.
As if he felt that he was struggling a little, Sanwu immediately changed his posture of clasping his hands together. With his right hand, he threw the Buddhist beads on his wrist towards the sky. The simple and unpretentious beads were suspended in the air, standing above the corpse-calling flag. Its own light poured down, tightly wrapping the Corpse Calling Banner, and the speed of releasing the ghosts was slowed down a lot. Even the ones that were released were saved by Sanwu.
Yao Lufeng was a little surprised when he saw San Wu and Pei Susu's moves, especially San Wu's. This move was simply stunning. Even ordinary Yuanying realm monks would find it difficult to achieve this level, not to mention San Wu's young age!
Even Zhao Jiuge, who had the same cultivation level as him, showed much more amazing strength than him, which made him feel a little confused. Immediately, he held the natal flying sword 'Ephemera' in his hand and was full of sword energy. He was not as good as Zhao Jiuge. There is no other way to deal with the kind of Buddhist skills that are specially designed to restrain such evil spirits, so they can only deal with Master Han like icing on the cake. Of course, he also kept an eye on it, and the other people used all their methods. He was the only one who kept a hand. He wanted to see how far the other demonic disciples could do it.
The wails of the ghosts and the gusts of wind formed a sharp contrast with the peaceful and dignified figure of the Bodhisattva and the golden lotus on the other side.
Zhao Jiuge gave up his most proud sword technique, and the Sanskrit Golden Body and the Dharma Body appeared together. His palms directly rolled up layers of spiritual power like golden waves, and slapped Master Han directly on the head.
On the other side, Pei Susu's black flame magic has come in the blink of an eye, and the dark and dangerous black aura is like a bottomless pit that makes people feel frightened.
The last one was of course Yao Lufeng's wave-like sword technique. Although it was not as good as Zhao Jiuge and Pei Susu's techniques, it was still much more stunning than ordinary techniques.
The three attacks came one after another!
But Sanwu still had his eyes closed tightly, muttering something in his mouth, purifying the ghosts pouring out of the corpse-calling flag. His simple Buddhist bead was also emitting light in the air, restraining the black corpse-calling flag.
However, when Pei Susu used the Black Flame Magic, Sanwu's tightly closed eyelids rolled up for a brief moment, as if he had a deep disgust for this magic, but he quickly closed his eyes and continued to use it. Dharma Jue Buddha's spiritual power output to save all sentient beings.
In the distance, all the monks, including the scarred man, looked at the scene in front of them in shock. Whether it was Master Han who looked like a night party of a hundred ghosts, Sanwu who was filled with Buddha light, and Zhao Jiuge who was so domineering, Or Pei Susu, whose appearance is unparalleled in her role, showed strength that was not only difficult for them to surpass, but also something they had never seen before!
After all, Rouge County is just the intersection of the edge areas of Yanzhou and Huangzhou. For the vast and boundless Chinese dynasty, this small place is like a drop in the ocean. There are no monsters in the world that they can compare to, let alone Sanwu and Pei Susu, who have entered the Nascent Soul realm, and even Zhao Jiuge and Yao Lufeng, who are both in the Spiritual Pill realm, have shown that it is difficult for them to surpass them.
At this time, the battle between the two sides finally collided head-on. At the same time, they were also curious in their hearts, who was stronger and weaker in a four-on-one battle? After all, their lives were in the hands of the four of them, and the ones who kept wailing and exuding a cold air were The sight of Yinhun made them shudder, let alone dealing with it personally
"Boom..."
The whole body was emitting golden light, with the phantom of the Dharmakaya Laughing Buddha on the outside and the glazed golden light of the golden body on the inside. Zhao Jiuge directly ignored Master Han who was exuding strong corpse aura around his body, and fiercely raised his arm to slap him from above.
Master Han held the Corpse Calling Flag tightly with one hand, and continued to activate the evil magic weapon without changing the sound, releasing the ghosts. The other hand hurriedly resisted Zhao Jiuge's palm.
Perhaps because he was distracted, or perhaps because Master Han ignored Zhao Jiuge's brutal attack, a loud noise emanated. Master Han still stood motionless, but Zhao Jiuge's golden light dimmed briefly, and then he recovered. But that look was clearly deflated, and he didn't treat Han Zhuangzhu Shanghai at all.
At this time, Yao Lufeng's Water Source Sword Qi actually attacked Master Han before Pei Susu's Black Flame Magic. A look of disdain appeared on Master Han's ferocious face, and he snorted coldly. He didn't react at all to resist, but still moved the corpse-recruiting flag somewhat crazily.
The criss-crossing sword energy directly touched the body of Master Han. The dark purple robe on Master Han suddenly made a tearing sound, but his body was not damaged at all.
The corpse cultivator is physically strong, and his cultivation level is one level higher than that of Yao Lufeng, so even if Yao Lufeng holds the spiritual weapon Flying Sword, it will not help. However, it is obvious that Master Han is urging the movement of the corpse flag. He recovered after a moment of stagnation, and his face turned a bit pale. It seemed that the continuous consumption was too much for him.
But at this time, when the mass was like a black hole, with a deep black light surrounding Master Han's body, Master Han, who had always had a disdainful expression, stared at the black flames activated by Pei Susu as if he were facing a formidable enemy. Divine magic.
I don't know if it was because his second son died, or because he was eager to save his eldest son, but a trace of madness flashed in Zhuangzhu Han's eyes. Instead of resisting the black flame magic, he accelerated like crazy to recruit corpses. Banner seemed to release more ghosts, so that he could expose himself to damage to Yao Lufeng and others and release his eldest son Han Shaolong.
But before making such a decision, he felt bitter in his heart. He already knew that even if he rescued his eldest son, his life would be in danger, and even if he could save his cultivation level, his cultivation would plummet. He didn't expect that he would devote all his time to... He would do anything to improve his strength, but in the end everything would inevitably be in vain. He lost because of his own arrogance and the variables of Zhao Jiuge and others. If it weren't for them, even if there were a few ordinary Yuanying realms, he wouldn't be able to do it. Fear, but now that things have happened, the owner Han, who has always been obsessed with it, looks away. As long as he saves his son, nothing else matters.
At this time, a touch of warmth and tenderness appeared in the crazy eyes of Master Han, with a hint of fatherly love. Perhaps, even a person full of evil, there is hope in his heart.
The black flame magic that exuded black light was about to fall on him. All the spiritual energy in Master Han's body was imbued like the corpse-recruiting flag in his hand. Although because of the Buddha beads flying in the air, the The speed of Yinhun was greatly slowed down, but Master Han had no choice but to do this at this moment, whether out of helplessness or because he placed his hope on it.
Then Zhuangzhu Han rolled his eyelids and looked at the black flame magic that was less than a foot away from him. His pupils shrank, and then there was an earth-shattering roar.
The black corpse-recruiting flag lost its owner's control and the output of its spiritual power. Instead of flashing aura, it was affected by the wave, floated up into the sky, and then slowly fell down.
And the entire physical body of Master Han has been turned into bloody scum under this seemingly inconspicuous black flame magic. Even the corpse cultivator's powerful body suffered from the same result after being subjected to the black flame magic. It has to be said that this magic is overbearing.
And the area around that piece of soil had become a huge pit, and even the soil splashed up in the sky and fell all over the surrounding ground.
Without the Corpse Recruiting Flag, those ghosts naturally did not continue to be released, which made the watching monks heave a sigh of relief.
At this time, from the place where the roar just came out, the spiritual light has not completely dissipated, but a small and fuzzy figure seems to be running from inside to the distance!