In the Heianjing dungeon, the center of the entire world became Fugaku.
A large and colorful tree grows on the top of Mount Fugaku, connecting the sky above and nine springs below.
The things that make up the essence of heaven and earth are constantly being absorbed by it.
Millions of ghosts, gods and monsters have formed a dense mass and want to destroy this big tree.
However, the Nine Gates divide Fugaku into nine levels of space, screening these ghosts and gods layer by layer.
The outermost ones are ghosts and gods who only have some power of existence. The more powerful the ghosts and gods are, the more spaces they can break through.
However, Susano'o, who has the strongest fighting ability, can only struggle on the eighth floor at this time.
Seeing that he was about to break through to the ninth level, Ling Qing said to Wu Tiantong on the side: "Excuse me, Minister Wu."
Wu Tiantong stood up slowly, and the aura on his body rippled outward layer by layer.
Like a gushing spring, endless bloody killing breath flowed out of it, turning into a sea of blood in an instant.
He stretched out his hand to hold it, and the sea of blood around him became higher and higher, and in an instant it turned into a blood-red horse-killing sword in his hand.
In a flash, he appeared silently beside Susano'o, and slashed at him with a sharp sword.
Susano'o, who was about to break through the current space, suddenly became alert and quickly stepped back, blocking the ten-fist sword in front of him.
Boom~
A powerful force surged in, causing Susanoo, who was already retreating quickly, to fly out like a cannonball.
The sudden burst of murderous intent rushed straight into his mind, and Susano'o's body couldn't help but stiffen.
At this moment, a figure silently appeared beside him.
Clang! !
The sword light passed by and was blocked by a barrier.
Although the barrier was broken immediately, it also gave Susano'o a chance to return.
A string of magatama appeared around his neck, one of which was dimmed.
This was completely consumed, requiring a long period of worship, and could not be recovered.
Only then did he see clearly the person who attacked him. He was tall and did not have any arrogance.
But when looking at him, it was like looking into a bottomless abyss of blood.
That heavy, murderous, endless, bloody feeling filled my mind.
Susano'o couldn't help but look solemn.
Although the person in front of him seems to be at a lower level than himself, his fighting ability will never be inferior to his.
Wu Tiantong was not surprised that a set of attacks failed to kill Susano'o directly.
He swung the horse-killing sword in his hand, turned into a stream of crystal blood, and rushed forward.
Susano'o's body flashed with fire, and a pair of armor wrapped him tightly. The magatama around his neck turned into a shield and appeared in his hands.
Clang!
The shield blocked Wu Tiantong's slash, and the ten-fist sword in the other hand slashed out quickly.
Wu Tiantong turned his sword, lifted the Ten Fist Sword away, and wiped it towards his neck.
Susano'o raised his head and dodged, sword and shield in his hands.
The two fought for thirty or fifty rounds, and Wu Tentong, who had already figured out Susano'o's strength, struck at him with a powerful slash.
When Susano'o subconsciously blocked it, the sword in his hand suddenly fell away and turned into a sea of blood, covering him in it.
With a backhand move, an eighteen-story pitch black tower appeared in his hand.
This pagoda is called the Eighteen Mud Plow Pagoda. It was made by him by collecting the karma in the hell of Mount Tai. It can cut people's path and cut off their paths.
He didn't want to use it easily.
However, now that Ling Qing is ready to conquer this world, he will naturally not hold back.
The eighteen mud plow towers spun around in his palm, and a sword light flew out, then flashed past, ignoring all defenses, and struck Susanoo's body.
Susano'o's body trembled, his hands froze and his mouth froze.
The boundless sea of blood that surrounded him found its way in. When a trace of blood touched his body, all the blood suddenly disappeared into his body.
Without even a scream, Susanoo was turned into a pool of blood.
He blended into the sea of blood and was collected by Wu Tiantong.
After beheading Susano'o, he didn't stop, and with a flash of his body, he went towards the densely packed ghosts and gods.
There are not many opportunities to kill so recklessly.
Even in the dungeon, because the history is roughly the same, there are some things he doesn't want to do too much.
But here, he didn't have the slightest concern.
When Wu Tiantong was fighting Susano'o, Lingqing also released 365 spiritual gods early.
With the support of several clones and Jiuzhong Qingque, they each led their heavenly soldiers to kill them.
An army of one million versus millions of ghosts and gods, both sides have their own strengths and weaknesses.
However, the spiritual gods and the heavenly soldiers occupied the advantageous location and were able to set up large formations, and in an instant they defeated millions of ghosts and gods.
This was even more true when Wu Tiantong joined the battlefield.
He is the kind of peerless general who can take the head of an enemy general out of a million troops.
No one can take the lead.
Ling Qing was still sitting in the Qinghuang Tiandao Palace. Now Xu Fu just sent these ghosts and gods to take action, but he did not make the slightest move.
He didn't believe that an old monster could occupy a world with just such little tricks.
As the battle continued, the origins of countless ghosts and gods were fought over by both sides.
After Ling Qing grabbed it, he threw it into the Tao tree.
After Xu Fu took it away, he turned into a ghost again and entered the battlefield the next moment.
For him, as long as the origin is there, the resurrection of ghosts and gods is just a waste of energy.
He almost occupies this world and has no shortage of energy at all.
Just seeing more and more ghosts and gods being taken away, Xu Fu couldn't bear it anymore.
"No rush, no rush, just wait, wait." He couldn't help comforting himself in his heart.
Then slowly control the remaining ghosts and gods, and exit the nine-layer portal space bit by bit.
When all the ghosts and gods were killed, Wu Tiantong also led the spiritual gods to chase them out.
"Right now!"
He shouted softly, and his figure suddenly appeared among the three hundred and sixty-five spiritual gods.
As soon as he displayed the magic technique in his hand, black light shot out from his eyes, instantly hitting the spirit spirit.
The three hundred and sixty-five spiritual gods suddenly paused, and the heavenly soldiers transformed by the vitality behind them also disappeared.
"receive!!"
He shouted loudly, and the three hundred and sixty-five spiritual gods suddenly collapsed and turned into bright orbs.
With a wave of his hand, it fell into his palm.
Looking at this star orb shining like a galaxy, Xu Fu couldn't help but feel happy.
This is the method recorded on the animal skin, the art of conquering the gods.
Whenever a god is hit by the black light, he will be controlled and unable to be free.
This is what he has been practicing since he started practicing this method.
It was originally used to control the ghosts and gods he dispersed, but now it is used to capture Lingqing's Star Orb and Galaxy Map.
He didn't take Ling Qing seriously last time, but this time he didn't move. If he moved, he would kill him.
(End of chapter)
