The aura of darkness that filled the heaven and earth was swept away. If it were not already dusk, the ghosts would even die due to the sunlight.
But even if this is the case, it is difficult for the ghost to survive forever.
Therefore, under the instinct of survival, a large number of ghosts surge towards the only way to survive - the gate of hell.
They came one after another, pouring into the gate of hell like a tide, drowning King Lu's figure, squeezing into King Lu's skin, squeezing his consciousness, biting his soul, and eroding his will.
In the promotion ceremony where all ghosts come to court, if you cannot subdue all ghosts, you will be devoured by all ghosts.
King Lu was suppressed by both Yamata no Orochi and the White Lotus Virgin, and was already greatly affected. Now the dark energy has been swept away, and the gates of hell are no longer gloomy. The dead King Lu has also weakened in strength, so that Unable to suppress the weakening ghost tide, he was bitten crazily by the ghosts.
"stop!"
King Lu's body swelled and shrank like a rubber ball, and the black energy eroded his entire body, making his appearance extremely terrifying.
"Common people! Unruly people! Untouchables!"
"You dare to attack this king, you...ah!"
King Lu threw his head back and screamed, black smoke billowed out from his seven orifices, and the black air transformed into countless small faces, squirming crazily.
And the ghost tide is still endless.
Although some of them were cut off by the Great Snake and the White Lotus Virgin, the remaining number was still more than 100,000, which meant that King Lu would be eaten by 100,000 ghosts.
"The cycle of cause and effect, don't you feel happy about retribution?"
Jiang Li watched this scene from a distance and muttered in a low voice: "It is consistent with the Buddhist philosophy, but this retribution is really intense enough. It doesn't seem to have the compassion that Buddhism advertises."
The Great Ming Curse annihilated the White Lotus, and suppressed the Yamata-no-Orochi with one palm, which can be described as immeasurable power. The hundreds of thousands of ghost souls should have been completely distraught under this majestic light, but in the end they were intact and were just swept away by the Yin Ming Qi.
Even King Lu was never attacked by the Great Ming Curse.
It seems that layman Zhenru showed mercy to King Lu and even provided him with help, but in fact, it was King Lu who suffered the most.
The other two were repulsed and suppressed, while King Lu had to endure the soul-devouring ghosts and be dragged into hell.
"King Lu's promotion is about to fail..."
Jiang Li stretched out his hand and took off Ji Chengye's storage weapon, then put his body, armor and cliff sword into his storage wristband, and scanned the surrounding area.
Regarding Ji Chengye's sixth-grade Unique Tao Fruit, both Yuan Zhen and others are eager to snatch it away.
Even if this powerful Dao Fruit cannot be used by oneself, it can be used by fellow disciples.
Even if you can't use it, it's better than being acquired by another force.
But at the moment, no one is paying attention to Ji Chengye's body, or in other words, they are paying attention, but not much. What they really paid attention to was King Lu.
King Lu is facing failure in promotion and is destined to die. This also means...
The old thing is about to burst into Tao fruit.
I won’t mention the last four levels of Tao Fruit, let’s just talk about the fifth level Tao Fruit it currently accommodates, as well as the fourth level Yama King Tao Fruit that is intended to be promoted. These are all things that everyone must take.
Especially the fourth-grade Dao Fruit, there is no way to have too many. One more fourth-grade Dao Fruit means one more choice. Maybe one of the fifth-grade ones in your family will be promoted because of this choice.
Even if no one needs it, a fourth-grade Taoist artifact is still a great treasure.
Jiang Li and Yuan Zhen, who was flying in the sky outside the mountain, looked at each other. Both sides could sense that the other was silently gathering strength, and like a predatory beast, it might explode at any time.
No need for extra words, both parties know each other, and there are other people's thoughts that they can't see. In one word - grab!
"call!"
As soon as the wind blew up, Jiang Li on the mountain turned into a residual light, looking towards the direction of the ghost gate.
"Your Majesty, a clone of He Luo from the Demon God Cult is here to give you a ride."
While flying, Jiang Li didn't forget to throw the pot.
Although taking action against King Lu was an act of justice for heaven, Jiang Li did not have fame and fortune in his life, so he should be an unsung hero.
However······
"How could we, the Huangshen Sect, call ourselves a demon god? How dare we pretend to be the nineteen gods and demons of our Huangshen Sect? I am the real clone of God Ho Luo."
Loud shouts came from below. Zhang Daoyi angrily condemned Jiang Li for pretending, and then rushed towards the gate of hell with a calm face.
With that calm look on his face, if he hadn't seen him speak with his own eyes, he would never have believed that Daojun's direct disciple could be so flexible.
However, if you think about it carefully, it is true that the Taoist sect practices the right path, which does not mean that its disciples will turn themselves into perverse people. As long as the mind does not go astray, a flexible response method can actually make the road smoother.
"The second avatar of God Ho Luo from the Huangshen Religion is here to send the prince back to the west."
Yuan Zhen also echoed, his sword light pierced the air, and he headed towards the gate of hell.
At the same time, electricity surged in the mountains and forests, and the Taiping Sect's laws were also approaching rapidly. The strongest force among them was none other than the young leader Yang Chen.
"The third avatar of God Ho Luo taught by the Wild God came to take the prince's life."
Yang Chen said loudly.
At this point, it doesn't matter whether there is a life-and-death feud with Jiang Li and others, or it is more important to obtain the Dao Fruit.
In the blink of an eye, He Luo Shen had four more clones, and each of them had pure Qi and no demonic aura at all.
About ten miles away from Qishan, the real clone of God Ho Luo stood on the branch of a big tree, his body shaking constantly.
"Ho ho ho—"
The avatar of God He Luo, who showed the face of Fang Yesheng of the Qing Dynasty Sect, let out a series of charming smiles, "I never thought that I would be so great, that I could make the future pillars of the Daode Sect, the Dinghu Sect, and the Taiping Sect become my disciples. Clone..."
And he directly said that he was a clone. Which clone would explain it in such detail? It was too perfunctory.
The right hand holding the tree trunk suddenly exerted force, and all five fingers were embedded in the trunk. Evil energy boiled out, and the tree withered and alienated in the blink of an eye.
He Luoshen, who has always pretended to be others, never thought that one day he would be pretended to be someone else. If the fluctuations in He Luo Shen's heart were turned into words at this moment, it would be
-They slandered me! They slander me! They slander me! ! !
That is to say, the main body has been suppressed. Otherwise, He Luo Shen would have to let these young people know what the iron fist of the Lord of Suffering is.
At this time, Xiao Jiuniang on the side suggested: "Lord He Luo Shen, King Lu is about to die, should we..."
Do you want to participate in this fight?
Although He Luo Shen's clone is only at the seventh level, its skill and grasp of power are not comparable to those of a true seventh-level practitioner. If he joins this fight, there is no chance of success.
but······
"Business matters." He Luoshen said calmly.
As for what the serious matter was, he hadn't decided yet.
Anyway, it’s not about competing with these young people.
Too dangerous.
Now that his real body has been suppressed, he relies on the few clones he left behind to act. It is better to be cautious and not to be the one who stands out.
'The person who took action was definitely a third-grade person. This time, I was completely defeated and could only hug the great master's lap. '
God Ho Luo looked at the five-fingered mountain peaks standing on the ground, and was lost in thought.
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On the other side, the funeral procession for King Lu also came to the vicinity of Guimen Pass one after another.
The pure white sword light arrived first, and he was the first to feel it. The sword light split up, and the nine sword energy came to kill with a sharp edge that could tear the sky and the earth apart.
Kill King Lu and seize the Dao Fruit!
Taking advantage of the fact that King Lu was facing the juncture of being devoured by thousands of ghosts and failing in promotion, the sixth-grade body also dared to test his edge.
"How dare you?!"
King Lu, whose body was filled with countless ghosts, roared angrily, and his dark face twisted into a ferocious angry look.
He turned his palm and pressed it, and a circular talisman appeared in his palm, which then spread to his five fingers. The nine sword energies all shot towards King Lu's palm like an invisible pull, and were crushed and shattered by the terrifying gravity.
King Lu also practiced "Shaping Tomb" and was also a post-earth physicist, but when it came to his attainments in the technique, he was more than a hundred times better than Ji Chengye.
However, King Lu was now cut off from life and had his soul devoured by thousands of ghosts. Although such a forceful attack showed great power, it also exposed his own weakness.
Due to the gap between the upper five levels and the lower four levels, even if King Lu used his protective energy to resist, he should be able to block Yuan Zhen's sword energy. However, he took action, but it proved his weakness.
Even after King Lu took out his palm, the Yin Qi in the seven orifices became strong, the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling was endless, and thousands of ghosts crazily gnawed at his soul.
The vitality has been cut off. King Lu, who has transferred to the ghost path, is in a state of neither going up nor down. He wants to change the path, but he has not yet completely succeeded. He has strayed away from the original path, and his original ability of path fruit has also been affected. The shackles are now unable to function, which can be described as quite embarrassing.
At this moment, King Lu couldn't even crush the sixth grade.
Jiang Li's figure then arrived, and the Eight Qi emerged from the whole body, fighting endlessly, expanding ten times and a hundred times. The true energy turned into clouds and mist, surging wildly, and a huge Yinglong roared out.
"Kill!" he shouted.
"kill!"
On the ground, Zhang Daoyi whipped up a strong wind, carrying the turbid and evil energy into the sky, and the ancient sword in his hand slashed with majestic sword energy, as powerful as wind and thunder.
"kill!"
Thunders intertwined in the distance, the thunder eyes opened wide, and thunder seals in all directions struck from across the air, directly hitting King Lu Tianling.
Then, a dragon shadow suddenly appeared in the west, and a monk in white clothes arrived on the dragon. He saluted with a smile and said, "Amitabha, this young monk has been ordered to save the prince and come to see my Buddha."
The monk stepped down and rose into the air. The white dragon flew straight and struck, and the vast Buddha energy dispersed the slight gloom that had gathered again.
At the same time, a blade of light rose like a waterfall from the sky, rising into the sky, as bright and clear as the full moon, as cold as frost.
"Zhong Shenxiu!" King Lu shouted angrily, "How dare you do this?!"
Confucianism puts etiquette first and loyalty to the emperor and patriotism as the first priority in cultivating the mind. If you violate this intention, you will face a weakening of your skills.
However, only faint words came from below: "How can etiquette be such a pedantic thing?"
The power of the sword and the intention of the sword are decisive and tenacious, and there is no hesitation, which shows that Zhong Shenxiu has the intention to kill.
Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism all attacked together. Sword light, thunder, Yuan Qi, and dragon shadow gathered at the ghost gate to surround and kill King Lu!
Why did I stretch my hips again? I started coding at four o'clock in the afternoon, but it ended up being delayed, and I only updated it now.
I'm so useless.
(End of chapter)
