Zhuzhu was too lazy to care whether Ye Xiao believed it or not, and did not continue to deal with him.
Because there is no need for her to take action anymore.
When the resentment of tens of thousands of ghosts broke through his sea of consciousness and wanted to devour his soul, Ye Xiao finally discovered that his body was abnormal.
He struggled with a headache and kept shouting, "Get out."
However, these demons have no self-awareness at all and rely on instinctive reactions to attack. How could they listen to the night owl?
Naturally, Ye Xiao was not willing to sit still and wait for death, and kept using his soul power to drive away these ghosts that rushed into his sea of consciousness.
Although he eliminated wave after wave, there was still an endless stream of ghosts pouring into his sea of consciousness.
Affected by the strong resentment brought by these demons, Night Owl's eyes turned red, and his expression became more and more crazy and ferocious.
In the end, he knew that sooner or later, these demons would destroy his soul and take over his body. Night Owl bit his back molars, and he felt the will to die in his heart.
However, even if he died, he would drag this group of villains from Tianyuan Continent to the underworld together.
At the last moment when his spirit had not been dissipated by resentment and remained awake, Ye Xiao wanted to reverse his spiritual power and explode himself.
Zhuzhu had been admiring Ye Xiao's painful expression at being eaten back by the demon, so when she realized that he had the idea of perishing together, an idea came to her mind. The Silver Moon Sword, which had just finished devouring Tang Nannan's Yuanying, and became more and more shining, pointed at Ye Xiao's Dantian. Fly away at top speed.
Pfft——
The Silver Moon Sword pierced Ye Xiao's Dantian just before he blew himself up, instantly turning him into a cripple.
If it had been Ye Xiao's heyday, no matter how fast the Silver Moon Sword was, it would still be unable to match the speed at which Nascent Soul Master's spiritual power could reverse the flow of spiritual veins and self-destruct.
Fortunately, Ye Xiao was captured by the Demonic Ghost and his soul could not quickly control his body to self-destruct. This gave Zhuzhu and Silver Moon Sword a chance.
"Bitch, you won't die a good death."
After being tortured for a day and a night, Ye Xiao looked at Zhuzhu angrily at the last moment when his soul was scattered and swallowed by the demon. He wanted to say that he would not let Zhuzhu go even if he was a ghost, but his soul was gone, so how could he possibly be a ghost.
Only now did he understand why Zhuzhu had never killed him and had been passively defending, but it turned out that she wanted him to die from the backlash of those demons.
Unfortunately, it was too late to realize it now. If there was a regret medicine in the world, he would definitely run away as soon as he saw Zhuzhu.
After devouring the night owl's soul, the ghosts who stayed in his body gradually dissipated their resentment and returned to their wandering state.
Although they have devoured part of the Night Owl's soul, these wandering souls still have not regained their self-awareness, so naturally they do not know how to reincarnate.
If their souls can return to the underworld and rely on the rich Yin Qi there, the wandering souls will slowly rely on the nourishment of Yin Qi to regain their self-consciousness and then enter the reincarnation.
However, Zhuzhu's current cultivation level cannot open the door to the underworld at all. Only seniors with out-of-body cultivation and above can do so.
Fortunately, she was not alone. There were three hundred fellow Taoists behind her.
"Everyone, please give me a helping hand."
Zhuzhu turned around and made a request to the three hundred Jindan masters who were still messy in the wind.
Fu Miaomiao, holding a red plum umbrella in hand, was the first to react and stepped forward and asked: "Fellow Daoist Ni, please tell me, we will die without mercy."
"Open the door to the underworld with me and help these souls embark on the road to reincarnation again."
"Okay, that's what we have in mind."
Sending tens of thousands of wandering souls to the underworld is also a good deed with immeasurable merit.
In particular, righteous monks like them pay attention to cultivating their minds and bodies. If they kill too many sins and have no merit, they will often be haunted by inner demons in the later stages and unable to advance, or they will not be able to survive the thunder tribulation when they advance.
Now the opportunity to do good is right in front of us, whether it is for merit or to pity these wandering souls who have been tortured.
They are all willing to help Zhuzhu open the door to the underworld.
More than three hundred Jindan Daoists obeyed Zhuzhu's orders and together they shot a Yin-seeking Spirit Art on the ground in front of them.
Fortunately, more than 300 Jindan masters worked together to attack, barely reaching the strength of the real master in the early stage of leaving the body.
The ground began to shake, and a bottomless gap gradually opened. Zhuzhu vaguely saw a tall and majestic stone gate from the depth of the gap. Above the stone gate hung the four characters "Underworld".
Those wandering souls seemed to sense the call of the underworld, and they emerged from the night owl's body and swam into the cracks.
When all these wandering souls entered the gate of the underworld, the gap on the ground closed instantly and returned to its original state.
When everyone saw this scene, they breathed a sigh of relief.
The spiritual technique they just played took almost all of their spiritual power, but fortunately they successfully opened the door to the underworld in one go.
While everyone was meditating and adjusting their breaths, they suddenly felt wisps of golden light falling from the sky. Before they could figure out what it was, they felt that their souls were much more solid than before, and it was also covered with a faint golden light.
Although the color of the golden light was very light, after everyone figured out what it was, they almost jumped up in excitement.
This is the golden light of merit!
They actually had the golden light of merit!
Isn’t this something only those great Buddhist practitioners who have achieved success in practice have?
I heard that if a Buddha who has cultivated to the Mahayana has merit and golden light to protect his body, he can easily ascend without fear of any thunder disaster!
Of course, there are also monks who have the golden light of merit because they have done many good deeds. The stronger the golden light, the less afraid they are of any thunder disaster.
But the golden light of merit is extremely rare. Some people have done dozens or even hundreds of good deeds to save the world and help people, but they have not received a single ray of golden light of merit. Gradually, no one has the extravagant hope of getting the golden light of merit by saving the world and helping people, so they, Taoist cultivators, can only cultivate their minds. Cultivation of the body, try not to commit murderous crimes, so that when you become a high-level monk and advance to the next level, those thunder disasters can be struck less lightly.
They thought they could accumulate some merit this time, but they didn't expect that Heaven would be so generous and willing to give each of them a golden light of merit.
Of course, Zhuzhu also received a ray of golden light of merit, and she could sense that the golden light of merit in her soul was thicker than that of other monks.
It should have something to do with her breaking open Night Owl's soul-capturing banner and releasing tens of thousands of wandering souls controlled by him.
Zhuzhu suspected that the reason for receiving the golden light of merit this time was because the souls of those mortals had rested in peace.
The cause and effect of monks killing mortals is very serious.
Righteous monks value cause and effect, and most of them are mortals. They practice the way of nature and pay attention to the cycle of cause and effect.
Therefore, not only will they not harm mortals, but they will also try not to implicate mortals when fighting with others outside.
Otherwise, they will be burdened with karma, whether it is advancement or ascension, it will be several times more severe than the thunder disaster caused by killing the monks.
However, in order to increase their strength, evil cultivators and demonic cultivators will do whatever it takes to seize the day and night, regardless of how they will follow the path of cultivation.
This is also the reason why there are fewer high-level demon cultivators than righteous cultivators.
However, the higher the level of cultivation, the higher the demon cultivator will be much stronger than the righteous monks of the same realm.
After all, those who can safely survive those thunder catastrophes that are several times heavier than those of righteous monks must have two brushes in their hands.
Now she also has a layer of golden light of merit. The unnecessary killing she had caused before was instantly purified by the golden light of morality. Her entire soul was bathed in the golden light, feeling relaxed and comfortable.
I didn’t expect that a random good deed would have such a high return.
Everyone's face was beaming with joy, and Fu Miaomiao also smiled and walked up to Zhuzhu: "Fellow Daoist Ni, where are we going?"
At this moment, she has completely transformed into Zhuzhu's little follower, and she doesn't want to leave her at all.
"Continue heading towards Kongying Island."
There will be so many demonic cultivators here at the rear. It can be seen that the front must be fighting very hard. If all the demonic cultivators are not intercepted, these demonic cultivators will be allowed to penetrate deep into the South China Sea.
Although their more than 300 golden elixir masters can't be of much help, they can kill a demon cultivator.
"yes--"
With the golden light of merit in their bodies, these Jindan real people obeyed Zhuzhu's orders.
Moreover, Zhuzhu single-handedly killed three demon cultivators, and her prestige in their eyes has reached its peak, and she has become the person they admire the most.
It can be said that although the three hundred Jindan Masters still treat Zhuzhu as a Taoist friend, deep down they already respect her as an expert outside the world.
She trusted and supported every decision she made, and no one raised any objections.
The team was so united and Zhuzhu was very happy.
Especially along the way, they cooperated fully to kill more than a thousand foundation-building demon cultivators and more than 300 golden elixir demon cultivators.
There was also a mid-stage Nascent Soul demon cultivator who, after fighting Zhuzhu for 300 rounds and unable to defeat her, instinctively sensed that the situation was not good for him and borrowed his magic weapon to escape.
Zhuzhu didn't chase him, not because she couldn't catch him, but because she didn't have the confidence to win him.
Being able to rely on her own spiritual treasure to tie with the other party was a waste of all her strength.
If she got up and chased him, it would be okay to catch up, but if the other party deliberately led her into a trap, she might be caught in it.
Of course she wouldn't be stupid enough to kill someone on purpose, or chase after someone beyond her capabilities and let the three hundred people behind her die with her.
Seeing that they were getting closer and closer to Kongying Island, Zhuzhu and the others finally saw the real Shura battlefield.
Countless limbs and broken arms were floating on the sea, and in some places they even filled up the entire island.
The blood flowing from the corpse dyed the seawater in a radius of thousands of miles crimson.
And this is only part of it.
Dozens of Nascent Soul Lords in the sky are fighting fiercely with their opponents, causing huge blue waves wherever the spell passes.
Thousands of Jindan Daoist people on the sea are in their own camps, using their strongest spells to attack the enemy.
Between the major spirit ships and the small islands below, tens of thousands of foundation-building monks were fighting together. Their clothes and cheeks were dyed red with blood. It was impossible to tell which ones were Tianyuan continent monks and which ones. He is a demon cultivator from Kongjing Continent.
The arrival of these three hundred people did not cause any splash.
Because there were so many people on the battlefield, they could not be seen at all as they merged into it.
Zhuzhu could already see the eagerness and urgency in the eyes of the three hundred people behind her.
There is no monk who can follow her firmly all the way to the battlefield who is afraid of death.
They can't wait to join in and fight against the evil cultivators from the Sky Realm continent on the opposite side.
The reason why he didn't move was because he was waiting for Zhuzhu's order.
Zhuzhu also understood. She took a deep look at the three hundred people who had traveled more than 20,000 miles with her to get here.
Once they go to the battlefield, there will definitely be people who will never come back, and maybe they will be buried here.
However, we were able to get to know each other, and they still trusted her so much. Even if Zhuzhu was reluctant to leave, she knew it was time to say goodbye.
"Go ahead and remember the formations we trained. I hope you can trust your companions and cooperate with each other, so that you can exert your greatest strength."
"You...won't you fight with us?"
Fu Miaomiao and others did not leave immediately, they heard the implication of Zhuzhu's words.
Of course, they would not suspect Zhuzhu of running away before the battle, they just wanted to ask her if she had other plans.
Especially Fu Miaomiao, she really couldn't bear to be separated from Zhuzhu.
He quickly stepped forward and grabbed Zhuzhu's sleeves, his face full of reluctance and sadness.
Looking at Fu Miaomiao's big wet eyes like a deer, Zhuzhu couldn't help but feel soft:
"Don't worry, we will meet again."
After saying that, she couldn't help but reach out and pinch Fu Miaomiao's chubby cheeks. It was because of this little girl that Zhuzhu changed her inherent impression of Guan Haizong and changed her view of Guan Haizong a lot.
