Jiang Qulian's ghost claws were inserted into the ground, and immediately a blood-red light emerged from the soil. The ground cracked in five directions with lightning speed, and there were many things that were about to break through the ground under the turned soil, and there was a strange howl The sound floated faintly in the night sky, making one's hair stand on end.
"Give me the hook!" Xie Bian shouted at Fan Wuxi.
"..."
"Give it to me!" Xie Bian sternly said, "He wants to open the gate of hell and summon his generals, and the people of Fengdu will suffer!"
Fan Wuzhen gave Bian Bian Hong to Zhi Bian, and at the same time unlocked the seal of his spiritual veins.
Xie Bian snatched Bie Yanghong, threw the chain back, and caught Jiang Qulian's ghost claw. He held the chain with both hands, stepped on it with one foot, and pulled the ghost claw up.
Jiang Helian frowned deeply, muscles under the red clothes loomed, wrestling with Xie Bian.
"Jiang Qulian, do you know what it means to open the gate of ghosts? Do you really want to be an enemy of Jiuyou?" Xie Bian's forehead quickly dripped with sweat, and the restless spiritual pressure made his hair and clothes With no wind fluttering.
Jiang Qulian sneered twice: "You don't understand at all, Jiuyou is the Jiuyou of the ghost people, not the Jiuyou of the Underworld."
"what are you saying… "
"Millions of years ago, why did the Zhuanxu clan be so powerful? The endless struggle between the gods and the earth is certainly one reason, but more importantly, it is to get rid of the shackles of the nine heavens. As a result, Emperor Haotian also sent the underworld to set up the underworld. , but also to send heaven and man to establish a dynasty. It is said that human beings, ghosts and gods are divided into three powers, and each is governed by itself. The result? How have the human world and the ghost world escaped the control of Emperor Haotian? Even if you work hard all your life, you can't achieve a positive result, and how many people will be trapped in the pain of reincarnation." Jiang Qulian said in the end, his voice was all stern, "Heavenly Dao is just a scam, it is the means of heaven and man to control and enslave us!"
Xie Bian stared blankly at Jiang Qulian, speechless for a while.
"Why..." Jiang Qulian's eyes gradually turned red, "Why should I be reborn as a hungry ghost, why should I feed on my own mother from birth, why should I eat so many of my own kind to survive Is hell terrible? Born in the realm of hungry ghosts, hell is always there! Jiuyou is our Jiuyou, not the Jiuyou of the Underworld, why can I never be reborn as a human again!" Embedded deep in the soil, the five chapped ground fissures glowed blood red, and the surging things under the ground became more and more violent.
Xie Bian was dragged to the ground, he retracted the chain, and hacked at Jiang to take pity with the chain sickle.
Fan Wushi and Lan Chuihan raised their swords and attacked at the same time.
A huge wave of Yin Qi smashed through the ground, and several people were blown away at the same time.
The gate of ghosts was opened, and countless ghost people crawled out from the ground. They were attracted by the smell of people, and howled greedily and mournfully.
"Ghost, ghost—" Fumenghui's people were in a mess, fleeing in all directions in a panic.
Although it is located in Fengdu, which is the most sinister place in Kyushu, mutual respect between humans and ghosts has been the way for the two worlds to get along for millions of years. Disasters such as loopholes and other ghosts invading the human world, the underworld will automatically send underworld generals to recover.
But this time it was different. As the king of ghost kings and the head of the underworld general, the ghost king in red personally opened the gate of ghosts and released a large number of ghosts!
A faint blue shadow flashed to Xie Bian's side, and Xie Bian was getting up from the ground: "Night tour?"
"I have dispatched more errands to Lord Cui, and the gate of hell must be closed as soon as possible."
Li Gui rushed to the living people, Yeyou gave an order, and a large number of ghosts surrounded the gate of ghosts. They raised their ghost forks one after another, and drove the ghosts back to Jiuyou, but the gate of ghosts opened wider and wider, getting more and more Many ghosts are crawling out from the cracks in the ground, and behind them are floating dream paintings formed by countless skull-shaped hollows. This scene is like the world and hell reversed.
Jiang Qulian smiled and said, "Just because you want to catch me?" His face was extremely strange, "You are the ones who forced me to open the gate of hell."
Xie Bian beat the ghost people back to Jiuyou with the soul hook. He kept chanting mantras, and the seam under his feet closed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Yeyou commanded the ghosts to drive away the ghost people, and the monks of the Xianmeng brought by Lan Chuihan kept offering the magic charms. With the joint efforts of everyone, the ghost gate that was torn by Jiang Yulian was closing little by little.
Jiang Qulian turned into a cloud of red mist and rushed towards Xie Bian. Fan Wuyi's figure was as fast as an afterimage, and he raised his sword to block Xie Bian's body. The chain sickle directly grabbed Jiang Torian's head, and with the other hand he shot out a powerful demon-subduing talisman, and the three of them fought.
"Zong Zixiao, you are extremely stupid! Or, do you really like this game of brothers and sisters, and you don't even want the power of your previous life?"
Jiang Qulian's ghost claws grabbed Xie Bian's heart fiercely, Xie Bian threw out the chain, and tried to wrap his arms around him again, but Ting Mo, who was behind Fan Wushi, stabbed straight, Jiang Qulian turned into a knife again. As a red mist, both of them rushed to nothing.
"Tianji Talisman, I will take it back myself." Fan Wuxi's eyes were gloomy and determined, and Zongxuan swordsmanship pierced Jiang Qulian's vitals fiercely and sharply.
"You are too weak, you have seven or eight years of cultivation less than your previous life, what are you doing?!"
"Because I am the eldest son."
Jiang Yulian shook the two of them apart with one blow, and the ghost claws grabbed the ground again, tearing the closing ghost gate even wider. He knew that if he was caught, he would sink into hell forever, and at this point, there was no turning back.
Seeing that the ghost people crawled out from the cracks in the ground were already a vast area, and many escaped the siege and floated towards the town. If this continues, the nearby people will suffer disaster.
Jie Bian had no time to go to Gu Jiang to ask for mercy, so he picked up a large number of ghosts with the hook, and drove them back to Jiuyou, while reciting spells desperately to close the gate of ghosts.
Ye You said sharply: "Red King, if you really mess up the two worlds, you will definitely provoke the five ghost emperors to crusade!"
Jiang Qulian sneered: "The Great Emperor of Beiyin came from the sky, and the five ghost emperors are the original masters of the Nine Netherworld. Am I the one who should be punished?"
"Jiang Qulian, don't confuse people with your gossip. The human world and the ghost world are at peace. It was you who killed my master and broke the balance between the two worlds. Now you are still good at opening the gates of ghosts and causing catastrophe. You will be beaten." Enter the Infernal Hell, and you will never be reborn forever!" Xie Bian's eyes were red with hatred, seeing as many ghosts crawling out of the gate of hell as there are ghosts crossing the river, it is impossible to stop him, his heart and lungs feel as if they are about to explode. The world that Zhong Kui wants to protect even at the cost of his life must not fall in front of him!
Xie Bian crazily output spiritual power, repairing the gate of hell that was constantly torn apart, even hollowing out himself.
Lan Chuihan swept away the ghost that wanted to jump on Xie Bian with a sword: "Bian, what else can I do to close this ghost door as soon as possible?!"
Jie Bian shook his head and said in a hoarse voice, "It's already too late."
Fan Wuxi grabbed Xie Bian and said, "This is beyond what you can handle, leave it to Mr. Cui, and I will take you away."
Xie Bian shook off Fan Wushi's hand, his eyes were firm and determined: "I am Zhong Kui's apprentice." I am willing to work with Master to protect the common people and swear to the death.
There are already countless ghosts crawling out of the gate of hell. They are breaking through the siege and approaching the living people that make them salivate. Anyone who dares to block the way is the target of their bite. The ghost people climbed into Fumenghua and ran through the skull holes, like black blood flowing out of the seven orifices, screaming repeatedly.
Fan Wuzhen looked at the determination on Xie Bian's face that he wanted to fight to the death, and couldn't help sighing: "Zong Ziheng, what am I going to do for you..." For you, maybe I would do anything.
Fan Wushi stood up with his sword.
Jiang Qulian looked at Fan Wuzhen suspiciously, he didn't believe that Fan Wuzhen would abandon Xie Bian and run away.
Fan Wuxi spread out his five fingers, and the spiritual pressure surged in his palm. He looked down at Xie Bian from a high position and called out, "Brother."
Jie Bian looked up.
"It's up to you for me to succeed, and it's up to you for my failure." Fan Wuzhen took a deep breath, "Forget it, I admit it." His spiritual pressure exploded, instantly making people feel oppressed. Hanging fox eyes, looking at Fumenghui intently, he opened his thin lips lightly, and his voice was low and far away, "The first ancestor of the universe, one painting opened the sky—"
The indigo-blue quiet night sky suddenly surged with wind and clouds, and the wind swirled all over the field for a long time. The bright moon hanging high slowly turned blood red, dyeing the entire sky, and blood-colored darkness descended on the earth.
The whole Fumenghui began to vibrate and tremble, and the jagged and strange skull holes, the sinister and rough black-red rock and soil, and the swaying red candle lanterns all became blurred in this vibration, standing here The mountain body, which has been around for so many years, began to loosen, collapse, and deform, as if being rounded and flattened by an invisible giant hand.
Jie Bian stared blankly at the scene in front of him, and heard the panicked shouts in his ears, but he couldn't utter a word. Others may not know what happened, but he has seen a similar scene. A hundred years ago, in Zhangyang Mountain, in front of his mother Shen's ancestral grave, Fan Wuxi said "one painting opens the sky", using the image of mountains, rivers, and land. The picture changes everything in sight.
Could it be, could it be that Ukimene is...
Fumenghui gradually disintegrated. It was like a strange mountain that was forcibly kneaded. It rained one after another.
"Take it." Fan Wuxi grabbed it with five fingers, and an ancient scroll flew into his palm.
Amidst the flying dust, Fumenghui collapsed suddenly, accompanied by rocks, soil, bones, and utensils, turning into fine sand and stones on the ground. Countless people in Fumenghui fell to the ground along with the scattered sand. . They looked at the empty surroundings in a daze, wondering if they were in a dream.
Floating life and a dream draw panic, with the world of mortals not yet awake.