In the execution ground, the eyes of the people watching showed a hint of unbearability.
Even though they have become ghosts, most of them were simple and kind-hearted people during their lives. It is always painful to see such a beautiful little girl being tortured.
Especially since she was once a bad person, protected one side, and fought against demons.
But even though they couldn't bear it, they could only watch the little girl's soul wandering away, unable to do anything to help. Some old people sighed and silently covered the eyes of the children around them.
The executioner Gui Cha snorted coldly. Seeing that the other party's soul was about to dissipate, he still waved the steel whip, hoping to give it one last blow.
He was also disgusted with the bad people who repeatedly opposed them.
However, a sigh sounded.
The steel whip stopped in the air, as if bound by an invisible force, making it difficult to move.
"who is it?"
Guizhan was shocked and pulled the steel whip with all his strength. However, the whip that used to work so well in the past seemed to turn into a stiff stone at this moment.
Crackling!
The blood-stained steel whip made a sound like a firecracker, and then broke into several pieces. Several flying steel needles penetrated Guizhao's body, causing him to scream in agony.
Other ghosts also gathered over and looked around with great vigilance.
"Who is it? If you have the guts, come out. What's the use of hiding!"
A figure slowly walked out of the crowd. He took off his bamboo hat, revealing his handsome appearance. His eyes were like cold stars, his nose was like a hanging courage, his figure was as straight as a sword, his hair was in a bun, his clothes were simple, but he was clear and clear.
"Brother, come back quickly!"
Lu Chunliang used his magic power to transmit the message and winked desperately, but Li Daoxuan ignored him.
Seeing that Li Daoxuan was about to enter the execution ground, he gritted his teeth and reached out to grab Li Daoxuan's sleeve, trying to take him away quickly.
However, his hand was empty.
Li Daoxuan just took an ordinary step, but his body seemed to shrink to an inch and moved dozens of feet to the execution ground.
"Brother Lu, I'm really sorry. There's something I've been hiding from you. In fact, I'm not an ordinary person."
Li Daoxuan continued to move forward, and the breeze blew his hair at the temples, revealing the red mark between his eyebrows.
The ghost guards waved their steel whips and raised their steel forks one after another, and struck at Li Daoxuan.
His eyes were calm, as if there was a storm brewing in the ocean.
Li Daoxuan stretched out his right hand, with a faint golden light flowing on it, and shook it gently at the ghost servants.
The magical power of gold!
The next moment, whether it was a steel whip or a steel fork, everything cracked apart and turned into a pile of iron powder, floating and dissipating in the wind.
The ghost servants stood there stunned, looking at their magical weapons that had turned into ashes in disbelief.
Lu Chun's conscience was shocked. Is this... a supernatural power?
At this moment, Li Daoxuan no longer restrained his sharp edge. His robes were fluttering, and his body exuded a mysterious Taoist charm, as smooth as jade and as beautiful as the moon.
In Lu Chunliang's eyes, Li Daoxuan's whole body was flowing with light fluorescence. This was the vision after his soul turned into a Yin god. The huge soul power shined through the body, and only those with high spiritual awareness could do it. see.
"Yin...Yin Shen Realm?!"
Lu Chunliang opened his mouth wide. Brother Li turned out to be a master of the Yin Shen Realm!
The cultivation of the Yin God Realm, even if placed in Maoshan, is still a figure, belonging to the sect's heritage, let alone a Yin God Realm who has cultivated magical powers!
Lou Xiaoyun's soul was about to dissipate, but the moment she saw Li Daoxuan, her pupils suddenly lit up.
It was as if on that night when demons were rampant, she hid in the temple of Lord Erlang when she was frightened and helpless.
But she soon realized that Li Daoxuan was in a dangerous situation.
In fact, she has always been very clear that Li Daoxuan only has a similar heavenly eye to Erlang Zhenjun, but he is not Erlang Zhenjun.
It was as if she had always understood that the statue that protected her that night actually had no spirituality. The gods and Buddhas had long since disappeared, and what the demons were afraid of was only Erlang Shen's former reputation.
She was too weak to speak. She just looked at Li Daoxuan and shook her head with all her strength.
She was signaling Li Daoxuan to run quickly so as not to be discovered by the Ghost King of Xudu.
If Li Daoxuan does not die and grows into the Yang God in the future, then the Tang Dynasty will have another kind and righteous powerful monk.
The common people can also have one more person to rely on.
As for a little person like her, death means death. Her only regret is that she failed to pass on the news.
Li Daoxuan understood Lou Xiaoyun's eyes.
But he shook his head.
The ghosts are burning will-o'-the-wisps and sending out signals. Soon there will be countless ghosts surrounding the place, and even the Ghost King with an empty stomach may take action.
The light in Lou Xiaoyun's eyes dimmed again, and her soul gradually dissipated from her feet to her head. She wanted to say her last words, but she was too tired, and her throat had already been boiled by the red-hot iron juice.
"Miss Lou, do you still remember the question you asked me before?"
Li Daoxuan said suddenly.
"You asked me if I was Lord Erlang, and I said no. You recognized the wrong person."
Lou Xiaoyun had only half of her body left, but she seemed to understand something, and a strange look suddenly appeared in her dim eyes.
"Now I tell you, I actually lied."
"You didn't admit the wrong person."
Li Daoxuan opened his hands, and rays of light flew out of the gourd and fell on him.
His hair is tied up with a crown of nine clouds, and his body is protected by bright silver armor.
With purple gold shoulders, dragon scale shoulders, unicorn arm guards, and tiger head waist, Li Daoxuan put on a complete set of bright silver dragon armor.
From head to toe, everything is covered with silver armor and golden threads, and the treasures are shining brightly!
With his black cloak fluttering, Li Daoxuan stretched out his right hand, and a mighty and domineering three-pointed two-edged sword appeared in his hand.
The blade of the sword is like the cold light shining on the snow, and the handle of the gun is like a silver dragon wrapping around the pillar. The ferocious aura rises into the sky, and the faint sound of a dragon can be heard.
boom!
A bright golden light shot out from Li Daoxuan's eyebrows. He opened his eyes. The golden light was like a bolt of lightning, illuminating the entire underworld.
All those ghosts were turned into ashes under this golden light of subduing demons, and even the earth of the underworld was cut with a deep crack, nearly a hundred feet long, and wisps of scorching smoke rising up.
At this moment, Li Daoxuan didn't need to say any unnecessary words. The souls imprisoned in the ghost city knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.
They shouted the divine name of Lord Erlang, their voices were hoarse, and they were in tears!
Lu Chunliang stared at this scene blankly. He pinched himself hard and grimaced in pain.
The person I have been protecting just now and called my brother... is Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun, Yang Jian? !
Li Daoxuan ignored the excited crowd at all. He quietly looked at Lou Xiaoyun, who had only her head left, and saw her eyes gradually moistened, revealing an unprecedented look.
Boom!
A ghost general as huge as a mountain came forward. He wore bronze armor as red as a soldering iron, held a ghost-headed sword, had long hair as curly as cinnabar, a green face and fangs, and his brows were full of violence.
The number one ghost general in the Underworld, Red Tiger!
Chihu stood in front of Li Daoxuan, overlooking Li Daoxuan, his huge pupils seemed to be looking at a humble ant.
His voice was like thunder, full of dominance over life and death.
"Who of you dare to break into my underworld?"
At the same time, thousands of ghosts surrounded the execution ground like a tide.
Faced with this horrifying scene, Li Daoxuan didn't even look at it.
He looked at Lou Xiaoyun and saw a trace of expectation in her eyes.
Li Daoxuan turned around, holding a three-pointed two-edged sword, wearing a bright silver dragon armor and a hunting cloak, proudly facing the mountain-like red tiger ghost general and thousands of Yin soldiers.
A sonorous sound resounded throughout the world and echoed in the sky.
"Guankou Erlang listens to the tune but not the announcement, Yang Jian is the same!"
Something happened tonight, so I coded the second chapter too slowly, making everyone wait for a long time. Sorry~
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