This is a scene never seen before in Fengdu during the Hungry Ghost Festival. During the long night, those ghosts who were supposed to return to the human world from the Nine Nethers retreated towards the nether world like a tide. Everyone was shocked by this spectacle, and no one noticed that Xie Bian's face was frighteningly pale.
He condensed tens of thousands of soul-inducing lamps into a magic weapon. The soul-inducing lamp can't distinguish between ordinary human souls and fierce ghosts, so he manipulated this magic weapon to lead all the ghosts in Fengdu City back to Huangquan Road. Such a huge soul The outpouring of strength was something he had never experienced before, and he didn't know how long he could last.
Ordinary ghosts have retreated to Jiuyou docilely, and those fierce ghosts who are extremely eager for human scents and have deep resentment, their instincts are resisting the power of the soul lamp, and they are no longer rampant. The ghost forks of the messengers caught one by one and dragged these evil spirits back to the underworld one by one.
Xie Bian began to feel weak in his body, but seeing that the situation was becoming controllable, and he must not fall short, he continued to output spiritual power regardless of the consequences, the boiling corpse oil in the Soul Lamp made a crackling sound, and the candle flame was scarlet It was like blood, reflecting half of the night sky, as if a ghost gate had been opened above the nine heavens.
At this time, the Yin-Yang Monument, which was taking countless ghosts and ghosts back to Huangquan Road, suddenly appeared a dazzling red, rushed out completely against the flow of people, and shot at Jie Bian like an arrow.
Fan Wuxi's figure flashed, and the next moment he stood in front of Zhizhi Bian, only to hear a "ding" sound, the long sword lay in front of him, a powerful ghost claw grasped the silver blade, sharp nails It was only an inch away from Fan Wuxi's throat, but he couldn't move forward.
Jiang Qulian suddenly raised the other ghost claw, and grabbed Fan Wuye's Tianling Gai. Fan Wuye bounced back quickly, and the sword energy shot out at the same time.
Jiang Qulian smiled angrily: "I'm helping you."
"No matter what you do, you are not allowed to touch my people." Fan Wushi played with the black jade soul card, "Otherwise, no matter how many ghosts you release from hell, I will let them bite you."
"An imitation soul card is not as good as the Xuanyuan Tianji Talisman. Why do you think it can control my ghost people?"
Fan Wuxi showed a sinister smile that was even more evil: "Compared to Xuanyuan Tianji Talisman, it is indeed far behind, but it doesn't need to control so many ghosts, it is enough to control one, don't you think so, Red Ghost King? "
Jiang Qulian was stunned for a moment, and said angrily, "You want to use it to manipulate me? What a joke!"
"If you dare to touch him." Fan Wushi's extremely charming fox eyes were full of fierceness, "You can try it!"
Without the map of Sheji, this soul card is Fan Wuxu's greatest reliance, but Jiang Qulian still does not doubt that this person will devote all his madness to understand Bian, and he still has a lot to do, and he must not be here. Here it is entangled with Fan Wuxi. With a wave of his red sleeve, he flew towards the soul lamp.
Xie Bian's eyes tightened, but he was helpless.
At this time, a shadow came over and knocked Jiang Qulian away, and after a closer look, it turned out to be Yeyou who had gone and returned.
Cui Jue walked out from the Yin-Yang Monument with the army of Yin and Yang newly seconded from the Yan Luo Palace.
Jiang Qulian grinned: "Mr. Cui, it's been a while since you've been on tour."
Ye You looked at Jiang Qulian silently, there was no superfluous expression on his beautiful and heroic face, and he never showed any fear in the face of an invincible enemy.
Cui Jue stood with his hands behind his back, with a solemn expression, not angry but mighty: "Jiang Qulian, you have committed evil many times, and the crimes you have committed are countless. As a ghost king, you have not seen enough karma for hundreds of years. Retribution? Have you thought about what you will pay for?!"
Jiang Qulian let out a series of long laughs: "What Mr. Cui Fu said is absolutely true. My crime is heinous and unforgivable, but even if I am a thousand times worse than now, I will just be thrown into hell and never be reborn." His eyes were scarlet like blood, "I'm already in hell, what can you do to me."
"I'll send you to the real hell." Cui Jue waved his sleeves, and a group of ghosts came to attack Jiang for pity.
Jiang Qulian exuded a ghostly aura, and Hong shouted: "My ghost people, my soldiers, follow me to pave the way to the world!"
Those ghosts who had been led back to the netherworld by the soul-guiding lamp woke up part of them, and returned to the world again under the call of Jiang Qulian.
Xie Bian gritted his teeth and injected more spiritual power into the soul-guiding lamp. The ghosts and fierce spirits began to struggle. They wandered in front of the Yin-Yang Monument like headless flies, and some gradually recovered their instincts, looking for human scents again. Some of them were pierced through the luteal bone by the ghost's fork, and were dragged back to the hell of the underworld amidst howling.
The two fought in the air, and the lamp body of the soul-inducing lamp began to shake violently, and the corpse oil was overwhelmed in it, and the red candle flickered on and off.
Fan Wuxi said coolly: "Brother, if this continues, your spiritual power will be exhausted."
Jie Bian let out a loud roar, and the soul-inducing lamp ignited raging flames again, but it was as dazzling as fireworks, and it was like fireworks for a short time. With a violent explosion, the soul-inducing lamp exploded, and the huge halo expanded infinitely. The sky was as bright as day, and when the halo swelled to the limit, it suddenly retracted, and countless sparks rained down from the sky, all over the sky, spraying profusely, it was burning corpse oil.
Whether the corpse oil fell on the living people or the spirit body of ghosts, it caused screams. For a moment, the ghosts cried like cranes, and Fengdu City had turned into a purgatory on earth.
As soon as the soul-guiding lamp was extinguished, the ghosts and fierce spirits broke free from their shackles and headed towards the delicious breath of the living again.
Xie Bian supported his limp body with his sword and pestle on the ground, and lightly bared his teeth facing Fan Wuxi who was approaching him.
"Without me, you would have been taken out by Jiang Qulian." Fan Wushi stood in front of him and stretched out his hand, "Hand over the map of the country, and don't force me to hurt you."
Xie Bian forced himself to stand up straight, coughed up a mouthful of blood, turned his head to spit it out, then pulled out the sword on the ground, and pointed it at Fan Wushi. The turmoil at this moment is enough for Fan Wuzhen to enter Jiuyou and find the Donghuang Bell. Perhaps Fan Wuzhen and Jiang Qulian have not joined forces since they broke up three years ago, but they are using each other to stir up the world , To subvert the two worlds in order to achieve their own goals. Now the underworld is in a crisis of life and death, as long as he still has a little strength, he can't hand over the map of the country.
"Stubborn and unresponsive." Fan Wuxi suppressed his anger and attacked Jie Bian.
An arrow pierced through the air, full of murderous aura, and directly grabbed Fan Wuye's head. In desperation, Fan Wuye had no choice but to retreat, twisting his body in mid-air with a powerful and strange movement, the arrow wiped Looking at his face, a string of blood beads floated in the air.
Fan Wuxi's feet landed firmly, but a thick bloodstain was left on his temple, and his collar and front were all red.
The two of them turned their heads to look, only to see Hua Xiangrong with icy wings on her back and a longbow of ice crystals in her hand, her delicate face was cold and her figure was heroic. Both of them had fought against Hua Xiangrong before. Compared with three years ago, her cultivation has improved drastically, and it is even worse than her senior sister.
Fan Wuxi wiped away the blood that splashed into his eyes, and said sarcastically, "Why don't you go find your senior sister and come back to die."
"I haven't avenged her yet, why would I have the face to go to her." Hua Xiangrong raised her chin towards Xie Bian, "I don't know what you want to do, but you can't kill him."
"Why, are you afraid that I will lie to you?"
"No, I believe what you said to me when you formed the formation." Hua Xiangrong looked at Fan Wuxi, "I recognize your eyes, the eyes when you said, 'I can't ask for it, you and I are in the same boat', I am I believe that what you gave me is the real whereabouts of Senior Sister. But he must be alive, he is dead, who will reveal the true face of that person."
"You think I'm going to kill him?"
Hua Xiangrong was silent for a while: "You and I are different, I will do anything for my senior sister, but you have forced him to death for Jindan in your previous life."
"You, find, die." Hua Xiangrong said so contemptuously the scar that he couldn't touch the most in his two lives, his heart throbbed, and his killing intent suddenly arose.
Xie Bian secretly clenched his fists, and he said coldly, "What she said is true, it's your guilty conscience."
"Shut up! What are you doing innocently, all the grievances and grievances in the previous life were caused by you, and you took me first."
Xie Bian smiled miserably: "So what."
"you… "
Hua Xiangrong said: "Bai Xianjun, I will hold him back, you go and stop Qi Mengsheng."