[Qing Ji: Ancient Qi Earth Water God]
[Source: "Guanzi Shuidi"]
[Characteristics: Yellow clothes and yellow hat, riding in a small earth-colored car, four inches long, good at speeding]
This is all Lu Li knows about him. Based on this, the soul has changed into what it is now——
Three inches long, holding an emperor's sword, wearing yellow clothes and a yellow hat, sitting upright on a golden cart, his face is the same as his own.
The horse responsible for pulling the cart is earth-colored, but it looks like a horse with a black mane. Moreover, its eyes are not very agile, and it looks silly.
There was no way, Lu Li had never come into contact with Qing Ji before. If he could get its portrait, its shape wouldn't be so outrageous.
"No wonder I entered the state of enlightenment that day. The voice from the Gate of Wonders said that to practice this magical power of transformation, it is best to use the essence and blood of ancient divine beasts as a guide. Only in this way can we completely simulate the breath and appearance, and then transform into the divine beast itself. "
"It seems that after returning to school, I have to find a way to collect the blood of the ancient beast. I hope someone is willing to sell it. Besides, I'm afraid just one drop will drain all the savings in the account."
While thinking secretly in his heart, the villain Yuan Shen drove the carriage and quickly crossed the River of Forgetfulness, which was composed of resentments and evil spirits.
And, sword energy flew out one after another.
Every swing would add a hideous wound to Heishan's huge body.
"Little beast!"
Feeling the ancient beast jumping up and down in his body, constantly wreaking havoc, the old Black Mountain demon was furious and at the same time frightened and confused.
After all, this level of transformation is definitely not something that ordinary people can control. Even the Tianshi Mansion, which has been passed down for thousands of years, has never recorded such magical powers.
"You can't win! Ahhh!"
As the Forgotten River water that has not been treated by the old demon flows into the body in large quantities, countless lonely ghosts begin to cause destruction. They have not surrendered to the Black Mountain, and their spiritual intelligence is even pitifully low. They are left with killing instincts and hatred instincts. , eating instinct, so they constantly attack everything they see.
Because Lu Li's soul was small in size and turned into the three-inch pea-sized water god Qingji, these lonely wild ghosts did not attack him immediately. Even if some fierce ghosts did not open their eyes, they would still hate the Emperor Sword. under.
It should be noted that the Ziwei Sword has only shrunk in form, but its divine energy is still as abundant as ever.
On the contrary, it was the Black Mountain Old Demon himself who suffered the most serious damage. These resentful ghosts did not care that it was the Lord of the City who died in vain, and kept gnawing at the tombstones, bones, and skulls in his body to strengthen themselves.
Within a moment, the ghost energy on them expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.
And Montenegro would not sit still and wait for death. The old demon deliberately restored some consciousness to his former subordinates and ordered them to resist desperately, but he could not stop the general trend.
In this way, the Ghost of Forgotten River spread rapidly in Heishan's body like cancer cells.
About half an hour passed.
The dazzling little man drove the golden chariot and left calmly from the old demon's tail. At this moment, its body that stretched for dozens of miles was riddled with holes. It was due to the corrosion of Wangchuan and the Ziwei Emperor Sword, but mainly because of it. He reaps the consequences——
The wild ghosts grew rapidly, and they ran rampant in Heishan in groups, gnawing on everything they saw. Some were so cruel that they gnawed through the old demon with force, with half of the ferocious head sticking out, but even so, they refused to Stop and bite into the body-protecting ghost energy.
"Ancestor will never let you go!"
"Broken bones and raised ashes, forever suppressing Hades!"
The old demon must have anticipated this phenomenon, otherwise, it would not have shouted "die together, abandon the clone".
It's a pity that Lu Li's transformation was barely successful. Although the Qingji he transformed was just the same, he still had some supernatural powers and could move freely in the River of Forgetfulness without being restrained.
boom!
The straw that broke the camel's back came.
In Zhao Feng's eyes, a giant piece of honeycomb coal instantly disintegrated. Countless Forgotten Ghosts screamed and flew in all directions, and the thoughts of Black Mountain also flew out.
As soon as he landed, the group of evil spirits whose strength had increased sharply surrounded him again. They had no swords, axes, and axes, only sharp teeth and fangs, torturing the old demon soul in the most primitive way.
In this situation, everyone looked at each other speechlessly.
No matter how miserable Black Mountain is, it is still the king of all ghosts, a giant of the demon clan that occupies the city of vain death, but is brutally eaten by a group of Forgotten Ghosts, and succeeds to them.
I saw that each of these wild ghosts were several feet tall. They not only ate the old monsters, but also devoured each other. Some of them were small, but they rushed up to share a piece of the pie according to their instincts, and were directly treated as snacks by the big guys.
"This kind of beast that only obeys its instincts can't even be called a monster." Gao Qian sighed, "It's better to be reincarnated."
As he said, the undead in the River of Forgetfulness only have despicable instincts. Apart from devouring and venting, they don't even have noble or despicable thoughts about themselves. What are they?
"Kill." Lu Li didn't say much.
After the change was released, the soul returned directly to the physical body and stepped down hard.
He was not grateful to these dead souls who had helped him eliminate Black Mountain. Instead, he killed them as soon as possible to avoid causing harm to the world.
"Next, will the old Black Mountain demon take action in anger?" Zhao Feng touched his shining bald head and said to himself: "Ten thousand years, what a concept... I really can't figure out the idea of this kind of existence. .”
"Maybe." A companion looked at the devastation all over the ground and sighed inexplicably: "People compete for a breath, and Buddhas compete for a stick of incense. If Heishan's body can just endure it, then what kind of Taoism will it be? What kind of immortality will it become?"
"Endure peace and calm for a while." Some people objected, "It would be a pity to have ten thousand years of Taoism destroyed in one day. I don't think Heishan will take the risk of coming to the human world."
Although their attitudes are different, everyone has a lot of emotions in their hearts. This is by no means sympathy, but a different kind of awe.
Of course, there is more excitement.
Clear away the clouds and see the blue sky.
The shadows covering the top of the head completely dissipated, and the sunlight blessed by the earth evil technique appeared particularly dazzling, giving people the feeling of surviving after a disaster.
However, everyone is not afraid of death. After all, they have experienced resurrection several times.
You must act like a veteran of the academy who is used to the storm.
"I sincerely thank you for that acceptance letter, which allowed me to see a different scenery."
Instantly, it aroused countless resonances.
Especially Lu Li, who was overlooking the whole situation from a high position, was filled with emotions when he looked at the scene he had caused.
In the past, he was either alone or with Duke and Pan Ming. This kind of emotion was not obvious. The tight exam rhythm also left him little time to think about it. Now, it is very easy to get together with other people. Be emotionally infected.
"Please tell the difference, okay?"
"The ultimate goal of our class's team-building activities has not been successful yet, and the brothers still need to work hard."
At this time, Duke's voice came.
He looked a little embarrassed, his robe was broken in half, his face was a little pale, and he jumped from the sky with five companions.
Facing Gao Qian's curious gaze, Duke explained: "The Black Mountain clone is dead, and the tree demon grandma is completely shaken, but she didn't find the passage leading to the City of Wasted Death, so she came to find you."
It's not that he doesn't have a way to get to the underworld. No matter what the cultivation level of everyone present is, if they want to go to the underworld, it's just a matter of finding a magic formula, which is not that difficult.
However, the battles that just occurred in the two places made everyone clearly realize that Black Mountain is indeed Black Mountain, and its ten thousand years of cultivation is not a pig raised by eating, drinking and sleeping all day long.
If it weren't for a combination of circumstances and various factors, it really wouldn't be so easy to win.
"If it doesn't come, we will pass."
Lu Li took back the magical power of Fa Tian Xiang Di and communicated with everyone.
The phantom of the City of Death that was originally pressing on his left hand disappeared instantly when the old demon's clone was eaten away, no longer restricting his movements.
As for the shattered Mang Mountain, there is no intention to repair it now, and there is no need to celebrate that we have defeated Heishan's conspiracy to invade the human world. It is better to chase down the bandits. The top priority is to completely eradicate the evil forces entrenched in the underworld.
There was a moment of silence.
The voice sounded again.
"Does anyone need pranayama?"
Faced with the question from the second master Duke, everyone shook their heads. After all, it was the master Lu Li who finally fought against the old Black Mountain monster. The rest of them were just covering up and spending a lot of mana——
As long as you don't suffer any damage, you can make up for the lost mana by just taking a few pills of relatively good quality.
"Since there isn't one, then go in."
Gao Qian touched the slightly dull yellow-skinned gourd behind him and continued in a deep voice: "The worst is death, that's nothing."
"You won't necessarily die."
Lu Lifeng was calm and calm, and gave everyone a shot in the arm, "When I first ascended the throne, the sudden attack launched by the Black Mountain old demon proved that we will be controlled by this world for the time being."
"you mean……"
Before he could finish speaking, Duke understood instantly.
"Yes, as long as they don't lose their souls and become the Tenth Hall of Hell, they can help resurrect the brothers who died before and share the fruits of victory together."
The reason is very simple.
Therefore, the big guy's determination, which was not afraid of death, soon became much firmer.
"The gates of hell are wide open at this time, and the difficulty of entering the netherworld will be much reduced, but we don't have this time to wait in case the old demon makes any preparations."
The words just fell.
A tall figure appeared here.
Black dragon robe.
He has the same appearance as Lu Li.
This is the clone of King Ming Ling who is in charge of Jinling.
"Next, I will open a passage for you to reach the City of Death in vain, or the bloody world of suffering."
[Earth Shaman Technique·Tongyou: Know how to understand things in the underworld, be able to come and go freely in the underworld, and talk to ghosts and gods]
This magical power ranks first among the seventy-two earthly evil arts. It is the easiest to learn. Almost everyone present knows it. However, it is easy to get started but difficult to master.
Not being able to control the node that enters the Netherworld is definitely a flaw. After all, a small mistake and transferring to other areas would be embarrassing.
You must know that as an existence that is opposite to the Yang Realm, the underworld is also very vast. It is indeed a pity not to be able to participate in the final battle. However, if you fall into some unknown forbidden areas, where the sky will not respond and the earth will not work, the consequences will be even more serious. .
In this way, King Minngling, the No. 1 city god in the world recognized by the former Ming Dynasty and the new dynasty, came in handy.
As a ray of light flashed, a door engraved with beast gods, human faces, and evil ghosts appeared out of thin air. There were a large number of simple and mysterious runes engraved on it, and the two characters in the middle were particularly eye-catching:
Death in vain.
"Let's go and explore the underworld."
"The destination of all souls, the underworld, I never thought I could see it with my own eyes."
Every whisper.
Then, figures disappeared inside the door.
…
"Is this the City of Wasted Death? It doesn't look any different from the mortal world."
As soon as Duke landed, he looked around with curiosity.
Even though he was used to big scenes, it was his first time stepping into the Underworld, but he still couldn't restrain his inner desire to discover.
Because, whether before contacting high school or after having the ability to travel through the heavens, he always had a sense of awe for the existence of the underworld.
However, when I actually came here in person, I felt that it was ordinary. It was not as mysterious as I imagined. It actually looked the same as a human city.
Ahead, there are bluestone streets, obscured by a faint cold mist, and the view is far from broad.
Looking around, it was extremely empty.
There are no ghosts walking at all.
The brick courtyards located on both sides of the road were also closed, showing no signs of soul survival.
There was only one blue-grey lantern hanging high at the door, and its faint light only illuminated half a foot in front of the door.
"The City of In vain, as the name suggests, is the place where the ghosts of In vain are housed."
Zhao Feng looked at Lu Li who was walking in front and said to himself: "Even after the establishment of the new dynasty, the souls of the dead are not allowed to enter the underworld. However, in the past ten years, due to the wars and chaos in the world of demons, it stands to reason that there should be a large number of wasted deaths. generation."
"The Black Mountain clone invaded the human world and must have captured a group of ghosts. Otherwise, where did the dead heads in its body come from?"
That was true, but Lu Li was not entirely sure. After all, like everyone else, this was his first time setting foot in the underworld.
Subconsciously, he jumped slightly, wanting to fly into the air to see clearly. However, Lu Li's feet were only a foot and a half off the ground, and he felt as if his knees were filled with lead, and his whole flying momentum immediately stopped.
boom!
The soles of the feet collided with the bluestone, and the sound was extremely dull, especially in such an environment where ghosts could not be seen, it seemed extremely abrupt.
"what happened?"
As soon as Duke finished speaking, he jumped up on his own initiative.
With Lu Li as a precedent, if he exerted a little force, he would not be able to somersault into the old site of Heaven if he were in the earthly world, but standing on the top of the clouds, it would not be difficult to achieve.
Seeing the situation of the two big guys, Gao Qian immediately understood and blurted out:
"Restricted?"
As the person involved, Lu Li also thought about this and thought to himself: It was probably some kind of law set by the previous King Bian Cheng, which prohibited ghosts from flying randomly and disrupting the order of Wushou City.
Thinking of this, a faint light flashed in his eyes, and he looked around, as if he wanted to understand the mystery.
Sure enough, with the combination of Dharma Eyes and the art of communicating with the underworld, something was indeed discovered——
The entire space was shrouded in countless runes and special ghostly threads, like a large upside-down bowl.
"The splendor of the world here is evident."
"Such an astonishing arrangement is a blessing to us. King Bian Cheng's deeds are immeasurable."
Duke echoed.
"It's a pity that no matter how powerful it is, it can't withstand the days when Yin rises and Yang declines, and gods and Buddhas retreat."
Suddenly, a slightly familiar voice came.
Snap, snap.
In the mist, the figure of an old friend emerges.
"Long time no see." Pan Ming smiled.
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