As he spoke, the four-armed Bodhisattva began to stand up slowly.
The giant with his head in the sky and his feet on the ground reaching into the sky, in the solemn golden light, is extremely sacred, if you don't look at his lower body.
The ugly lower body was made up of various skeletons, animal bones, human bones, and an unknown liquid. The whole thing just looked disgusting.
The huge paws stepped on the ground and took one big step, which was almost a hundred meters away.
The distance between Baiwu Mountain and the Ghost Market is not too far. Judging from the speed of the monster, it will be in front of them in a few minutes.
"Bah! You bullshit believer, get down on your knees and kowtow to me a few times. Fatty makes me feel disgusted!"
The fat man squinted his eyes. After the four-armed Bodhisattva stood up, he stared at him seriously for a while. When he said that he wanted to keep them and become his disciples, the fat man sneered and snorted.
In just a short while, Fatty had already seen something clearly.
"Find a way to contact the director. This thing is too powerful. We are no match for him. We can only hold him back temporarily. We won't be able to hold on for too long!"
He lowered his voice and said to Wang Xiaodao and the others. The fat man walked at the front, protecting the others behind him.
Without any hesitation, Wang Xiaodao immediately took out his phone and dialed the number.
A busy tone came from the phone, but there was no response at all.
"Oops, we are in a ghost market now. We are separated from the director by yin and yang. There is no way to contact him!"
This was a question they hadn't thought of. Wang Xiaodao slapped his phone hard, wanting to smash it to pieces.
At the same time, his words made several other people feel depressed.
"We can't always count on the director. After studying in the polling bureau for so long, I believe we can do it!"
Knowing that the most important thing at this time was morale, the fat man waved his fist and said firmly.
Even if they can't rely on the director as their backing, they can still support the name of the polling bureau!
"Everyone, I'm going to take action first. Let's see who among us can hurt this monster first!"
After throwing three copper coins, the fat man rushed out first in the flash of golden light.
"Damn fat man, are you actually cheating?"
Since there is no way to retreat, then rush forward and fight to the death!
Ma Xiaoling followed the fat man, scolding him, and forming seals. She invited the Liu family uncle, who was the best among the five immortals, to come and help!
The old smoker took out his two portraits of the door god and made the same gesture. He was ready to summon the door god.
The Yan Qilin long sword was in his hand, and the Fire Qilin's Dharma behind him reached the sky. His figure flashed past, and he could hardly be seen clearly.
Wang Xiaodao turned the compass, and the formation disk flashed under his feet, forming seals to borrow strength.
Taoist Priest Qingyun clenched his peach wood sword and looked around vigilantly, ready to take action at any time.
The actions of Fatty and others were seen in the eyes of this four-armed monster. The four-armed monster showed a disdainful smile and his eyes were full of ridicule.
The resentful ghosts who were originally heading towards the White Mist Mountain seemed to have been ordered by the four-armed monster. They stopped their steps and changed their directions in unison, heading towards Fatty and the others.
"Everyone, be careful, take care of yourselves, it's important to save your life!"
There is a four-armed monster in front of him, and there is a resentful ghost behind him. The fat man gave his final instructions.
When the fat man said this, Wang Xiaodao and the others did not speak, but just nodded.
"Brothers, if we can go back alive, I'll treat everyone to a barbecue!"
With a big wave of his hand, the fat man said calmly.
"Captain, don't worry, for the free barbecue, even if I only have one leg left, I have to crawl out to eat!"
Wang Xiaodao was so happy that he burst into laughter.
Although everyone pretended to be relaxed, in this ghost market, where the yin energy was almost constant, and faced with an obviously powerful behemoth, no one felt sure.
However, they know one thing, they will not retreat!
"Do it!"
Seeing that the resentful ghost and the four-armed monster were still approaching, the fat man shouted and the decisive battle began!
Before entering the ghost market, no one would have guessed that such a powerful monster existed under the dark side of Baiwu Mountain.
The monster that is nourished by the entire Baiwu Mountain is named Four-Armed Bodhisattva. It has golden light shining on its body and is extremely sacred. Similarly, the gloomy ghostly aura also envelopes the monster. Is this thing an evil spirit or a god? Fatty They and their group couldn't guess it.
While walking, the coercion emanating from the monster made Fatty and the others tremble with fear. They knew clearly that they were no match for this monster. They could not defeat it at all, let alone destroy it.
The ghost market has cut off the connection with the underworld, and Fatty and the others have no way to contact Feng Yun, so they can only fight bloody battles and persevere to the end.
Under the influence of the four-armed monster, the resentful ghosts became extremely crazy. Coupled with the stimulation of Yang Qi exuding from Fatty and the others, these resentful ghosts almost rushed up like hungry wolves, eager to eat Fatty and the others alive. .
Even though Fatty and the others used all kinds of methods, in such a situation, they began to gradually become unable to do what they wanted.
"The Sunda Pan is the wind, appeal to the divine wind of Samadhi, and give the order!"
The formation disk under Wang Xiaodao's feet lit up, and his figure appeared on the Sunda disk. The seals in his hands changed, and a strong wind rose under his feet.
There was just a relaxed expression on his face, but the next second, with a crisp sound of "pop", the formation disk at Wang Xiaodao's feet was scattered and disappeared.
After the sudden strong wind dissipated, Wang Xiaodao suddenly raised his head and looked at the four-armed monster!
Just in time, he saw the four-armed monster retract one of its arms.
"Just now, it took action."
In his heart, Wang Xiaodao never thought that the array he had used could be broken so easily.
In a daze, he almost forgot all the spells and stood alone among the resentful ghosts, at a loss.
The fat man was fighting the resentful ghost not far from Wang Xiaodao. From the corner of his eye, he saw the situation on Wang Xiaodao's side. Without thinking about what was going on, he had already controlled three copper coins to fly over.
The golden light dispersed the resentful ghost, and the fat man dragged Wang Xiaodao out in time.
Yan Qilin is the most powerful person among them. Most of the resentful ghosts are attracted by him. Mo Qilin is activated. Yan Qilin flexibly controls the Yin Qi and shuttles among the resentful ghosts. As long as he encounters him The resentful ghost with the sword in his hand was instantly wiped out.
Even so, he was still a little weak, and blood began to drip from the wrist holding the sword. He was gritting his teeth and persisting!
The figure of the giant snake behind Ma Xiaoling has become transparent, and it is obvious that it cannot hold on for much longer.
On Old Smoker's side, the two door gods' golden light flashed, and the four-armed monster focused its attention on this side.
The four-armed monster stretched out an arm and struck it hard in the direction of the old smoker.
An infinite force hit the protective golden light of the two door gods, and almost instantly, the two door gods were scattered.
With a "Puff" sound, the old smoker spurted a mouthful of blood. He could no longer stand firmly on his feet and fell softly to the ground.
Taoist Priest Qingyun waved the mahogany sword with one hand, pulled the old smoker up with the other, and retreated towards Fatty and the others.
However, Fatty and the others are no longer able to protect themselves. At this moment, they have no way out and no retreat.
Speaking of which, whether it is Wang Xiaodao's strange magic of Bagua or Lao Yangui's magic of summoning gods, their own strength determines the profundity of the magic.
Whether a spell can be used to its maximum power depends on the ability of the caster.
Overall, Wang Xiaodao's strength is still too weak.
If their strength is higher than the four-armed monster, how could the four-armed monster easily break the array?
The old smoker used the portrait of the door god, but what he invited was just a wisp of the door god's soul, which was less than one ten thousandth of the original body. The portrait was burned by the four-armed monster, but he still couldn't do anything to the opponent.
The difference in strength is too big. No matter how hard they try, in the eyes of the four-armed monster, they are just a joke, ants that the opponent can crush with just a raise of his hand.
The resentful ghost is not their opponent, their opponent is the four-armed monster.
In a state of embarrassment and covered with injuries, except for Yan Qilin who could barely stand, several others almost had to support each other to prevent them from falling to the ground.
"I can delay it for a while longer, you guys find a way to escape first!"
With his back to Fatty and the others, Yan Qilin lowered his voice and did not look back.
The fat man smiled bitterly, "I am the captain, how can I leave you to escape for your life?
Besides, we really can’t escape.
Facing the four-armed monster, we have no choice but to die.
Taoist Priest Qingyun, you are not from our polling bureau, so there is no need to accompany us to death here.
Yan Qilin's delaying time alone is not enough for us to escape, but if we work together, we can still hold on for a while. Take advantage of this time to escape! "
Now that their fate has been decided, they have to fight for a way to survive for Taoist Master Qingyun.
After the fat man finished speaking, Ma Xiaoling and the others nodded. As members of the polling bureau, they have their own responsibilities!
Taoist Priest Qingyun shook his head decisively, "I will not leave you to escape on your own.
At my age, I have lived enough. It is enough to be able to fight vigorously before dying!
You are still young, there is no need to fight to the death here, Pindao will protect you, you go! "
“Gaga, you have a strong will to never return, so I don’t even ask if I will let you leave?
With me here, none of you can even think of escaping.
The world will soon belong to me. No matter how hard you struggle, you will surrender at my feet and become my most devout believers! "
Not far away, the wild laughter of the four-armed monster fell into the ears of several people.
"Bah, no one would believe in a monster!"
Pouting at the four-armed monster, the fat man spat out a mouthful of blood, his whole body filled with fighting spirit.
"Today, on behalf of the polling bureau, we will fight to the death!"
Taoist Priest Qingyun laughed heartily, "I am a poor Taoist, but I am willing to defend the right path of the world with my whole body and blood!"
The peach wood sword had been broken into two pieces. Taoist Priest Qingyun tightened his grip on the half of the peach wood sword that was left, with a high-spirited expression on his face.
The few people supporting each other stood up straight and looked directly at the resentful ghost and the four-armed monster. They stood firm and would never retreat!
Yin energy permeated the air, and the ghost energy was eerie. Among all the resentful ghosts, Fatty and the others were almost submerged.
The four-armed monster, standing tall on the sky and the ground, looked at Fatty and the others proudly, with a strange smile and an unusual amount of ridicule.
The surrounding voices seemed to be silent at this moment. There was only one thought in my mind, fight and never fall!
Form seals and fight the resentful ghosts that rush up. The resentful ghosts that rush up continuously are broken up and re-condensed. Yin energy is their source of power, and they are endless.
The figures of Fatty and the others have become slower and slower, and their movements have become weaker and weaker. There is darkness in front of them, and no light can be seen.
They really can't hold on any longer...
Even at this time, Fatty was still trying to contact Feng Yun.
The dialed number only received busy signals. Finally, the hand holding the phone dropped weakly and could no longer be lifted...
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Linjun Cultural Relics Department.
"It's finished, everything has been translated!"
A steady stream of professors and experts joined in the translation work of ancient texts, and after dozens of hours of hard work, the final result was finally achieved.
Everyone was cheering excitedly as they once again completed the difficult archaeological work of translation.
Feng Yun's expression suddenly changed. Just now, his heartbeat stopped for a moment, as if something bad had happened, and a feeling of uneasiness filled his heart.
"Director, please show me the final translation first!"
Not wanting to think about it, Feng Yun spoke directly to the Director of the Department of Cultural Relics.
The director then remembered Feng Yun and quickly handed over a piece of paper.
This is written with the final translation result.
"Baiwu Mountain belongs to Yin, and corpses are buried in Yin Mountain, where resentment gathers and turns into ghosts.
Gathering the four extreme yin and extreme yang objects, he manifested the two-faced ghost king and proclaimed himself the four-armed Bodhisattva.
Pindao sealed it and buried it together with the ghost market in Baiwu Mountain.
Anyone who sees this monument must not move the monument! "
After seeing the translated content clearly, Feng Yun frowned tightly.
Others have also seen this translation, but they understand what it means.
Why does it look like it's telling a story?
Looking at Feng Yun, they found that Feng Yun had a solemn expression and seemed to be thinking about something.
He's actually the Ghost King?
With Fatty's current strength, they are no match for the Ghost King!
Continue reading the translation in your hand. There is another paragraph behind the stone tablet.
"Si Yin Yue evil, sitting quietly in the water
Four arms hold four objects, two for extreme yin and two for extreme yang.
Extremely yin wood, extremely yin earth, extremely yang fire, extremely yang metal.
The five elements harmonize and yin and yang merge with each other.
The four objects are united on the four arms, the ghost king disappears, and the bodhisattva appears.
If you want to destroy the ghost king, you must destroy the yin and yang things..."
Feng Yun let out a long sigh. If he hadn't translated the content on the stone tablet, he wouldn't have known that there was a ghost king hidden in the ghost market at the foot of Baiwu Mountain.
What's even more frightening is that the Ghost King has gathered all the four extreme yin and yang things. He has truly cultivated the image of a ghost king on one side and a Bodhisattva on the other.
Once the Ghost King appears, Fatty and the others will only die.
(End of chapter)
