The Academic Master's Spiritual Energy is Revived

Chapter 248: Yin God Puppet

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"Ox-headed and horse-faced!"

Otoshi Ogawa had seen the Bull Head before, the Bull Head imprisoned in the water of the Sanzu River, so he called himself the Commander of the Underworld and Bull Head Abang.

He stood in the water of the Santuo River, half of his body exposed, his muscles knotted all over, a broken steel fork in his hand, and a damaged black chain mail on his body.

That bull-headed puppet was reborn after falling into the Santuo River after being killed in battle and possessed by an evil spirit.

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

The body is controlled by an evil spirit and is called a Yin Shen puppet.

At this time, Bai Qi, who was blocking the Horse-Faced Demon's sword energy, exclaimed in surprise, "He can actually command the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Demon! Could it be that this Black Mountain old ghost really holds the power of the Wrongful Death City?"

The Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Ghosts are different from ordinary ghost messengers in the underworld. They are the commanders of the underworld who are listed in the official register of the underworld. They are responsible for maintaining the law and order of the underworld, arresting the lonely ghosts stranded in the world of the living, and suppressing the evil spirits and ghosts.

No matter if they are ghost messengers, captains of police, or even inspectors of Sequence 6, they are just clerks of the underworld in the human world, the poor ones at the bottom of society. The real big guys would not enjoy the good life in the underworld but run to the human world to suffer.

Moreover, Yin gods like the Ox-Head and Horse-Face have already gone beyond the category of ghosts and are Yin gods that have condensed into flesh.

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

Because it is a puppet of the Yin God, the huge body of the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Monster seems a little clumsy, but the seemingly inconspicuous black chain mail on its body is actually a set of armor with extremely strong defensive power.

Compared with the one who died in the Santuo River, the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Monster in front of him did not seem to have died in battle, because the weapons and armor on his body were not damaged.

Xiang Yu's Fang Tian Huaji and Ran Min's double-edged spear could only produce bursts of dazzling sparks when they cut on their armor. Bai Qi's sword could not completely break through the Yin Shen chain mail.

To be fair, Bai Qi, Xiang Yu and Ran Min are much more skilled than the Yin Shen puppet in terms of both physical movement and combat skills.

However, these two puppets were extremely powerful and wore indestructible armor. They only attacked and did not defend, and every move was desperate. The attack range of their four-meter-long Guandao was too wide, so Xiang Yu and Ran Min, who were in the front, were restricted and for a while, they were only able to fight on equal terms with them.

As a Yin God of Sequence 5, he would have been extremely terrifying if he were alive.

But after all, it is now just a moving "corpse", an alternative "zombie"!

After being possessed by an evil spirit, one cannot use any magic or supernatural powers and can only rely on physical combat.

But even physical combat is a real headache.

What's more, there is an old demon named Black Mountain who has seized power in the City of the Dead and is eyeing them covetously.

When Otogawa looked at the shadow on the city wall, his scalp tingled.

But at this moment, the Black Mountain Demon summoned countless ghost soldiers and corpses, holding various weapons in their hands. Although their levels were not high, the eerie ghost energy was connected together, which was also extremely terrifying, covering the entire battlefield in darkness.

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

"A small bunch... a small bunch..."

At first Xiao Yi thought that Cthulhu’s whispers were ringing in his ears again, but then he thought about it and realized that the voice sounded familiar!

"Amon!"

At the gate of the City of the Dead, there stood a bald man with dark skin, barefoot, and tattered clothes. The most special thing was, of course, the huge coffin on his back!

A coffin engraved with ancient runes was glowing with a layer of dark blue that could not be ignored in the spooky darkness!

The bald man pointed to the top of his head, where was the black fog created by the Black Mountain Demon.

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

"Eh... what do you mean?"

Otoshigawa shrugged, indicating that he didn't understand.

Another series of body language.

(~ ̄ ̄)~?

Nod!

What do you want me to do!

Amon pressed his palm on the coffin. Looking from Xiaoyi's direction, veins on his face were bulging and a powerful force was overflowing from his body.

He pressed his palm on the coffin, and light bloomed in his palm, clearly condensing into one symbol after another, and the pure white light flowed like water waves.

The symbols and imprints condense together, and a sense of profound majesty is ready to emerge, making people feel as if they are facing a scorching sun at noon!

Dazzling, eye-catching, impossible to look directly at!

His strength has become even stronger!

From the morning sun rising to the scorching sun at noon.

When this "sun" appeared, time seemed to freeze at that moment. A dazzling light emanated from Amon's bald head, as if there really was a sun being gestated in his body.

Wherever the light passed, the ghost energy dissipated like the tide. In front of the pure and strong sun, the dark armor and dark swords on their bodies were no different from paper. They would break if touched and be injured if scratched. The ghost soldiers and generals fell down in groups like straw.

"What monster?"

The Black Mountain Old Demon snorted coldly and muttered some magic spells from the black air. There was a fluctuation of magic power in the air, and the rain suddenly became heavier. The blood-yellow Sandu River kept falling like a bucket.

The bodies of those evil ghost skeletons nourished by the water of the Santuo River suddenly grew larger, with ghost fire burning in their eyes, and their speed and strength instantly increased by more than half. The blood-yellow water of the Santuo River attached to the Dark Armor and Dark Sword, emitting a faint dark light, and it looked as if it was coated with a layer of film.

At the same time, these evil ghost skeletons changed direction and pounced on Amon.

With Xiao Yi looking a little anxious, the bald man stretched out his hand and made an OK gesture. At the same time, flames burst out of his palm, turning it into a big hand made entirely of flames, with golden flames and rolling heat waves.

In an instant, while Yi Xiaochuan was confused, he waved his hand towards the three dilapidated and incomplete words "City of the Dead" on the tall city gate tower above his head.

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

Bang!

A muffled groan.

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

Otokogawa still didn't understand, and reached out to catch Amon apologetically, as if it was the only thing he could do.

I just felt a huge force coming, and my body involuntarily took several big steps, twisting my waist to release the force, and I barely managed to keep my body steady.

The force of the rebound is truly enormous.

"What do you want me to do?" Xiao Yi is fluent in Arabic and doesn't worry about communication problems.

Amon wiped the golden blood from the corner of his mouth and said in a hoarse voice: "Carry me and run away!"

"What?"

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

Xiao Yi took a look at the City of the Dead and saw a golden light overflowing from above the city gate, which instantly pierced towards the Ox-Head and Horse-Face.

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

According to legend, the City of the Wrongly Dead is an underworld city created by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to accommodate the souls of those who died unjustly. The city built by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva naturally has the power of Buddha.

"Three of you, hurry up!"

"This Bull-Headed and Horse-Faced Monster is crazy..."

"Oh my god, go, go!"

There were roars and screams behind him, and it seemed that the voice of the Black Mountain Demon was getting louder and more rapid!