Chapter 1015: All the ghosts fall together, the black hand hangs high, and holds Xing Tian back

Hundreds of chains rushed into the sky from both sides of the canal, and a large net was set up in front of Zhigu City.

Cui Buer also threw out the net compiled by "The True Talisman of Yijie Wanxuan's One Heart".

But whether it is the iron chain blessed by "Eighteen Mills and Pier Naihe Path" or the net compiled by "The True Talisman of Wanxuan and Yixin", the power borrowed is just a mere fate and karma fire.

Those eight secret talismans of heavenly demons are just fake "Tianfu True Talisman" written by Qian Chen, the Lord of Creation, the True Illusion Dao Fruit, and the Origin of the Operation of this World!

The true Heavenly Mansion True Talisman must at least include the great way that is respected by all the heavens and is shared by all worlds.

After all, these eight talismans are written about the heavenly way of the great world opened by Qian Chen, and are not the heavenly level. If you leave this world, you may fall from the "Tianfu True Talisman".

Therefore, the true talisman of Tianfu is called Tianfu.

Only the world of heavenly ranks, and only the great way from the "Heaven Realm" can write talismans of this level.

But this does not mean that the eight talismans written by Qian Chen are essentially inferior.

It doesn't even mean that after it leaves this world, it will really fall to the Tianfu level.

One reason is that the Tao fruit that Qian Chen used to create the world is the true illusion Tao fruit. That little half of it failed to implement the principles of the heavens and could be placed on illusion. It is not difficult to deceive the great way of the heavens and all worlds.

The other half was when Qian Chen created the world, and used the inspiration that flowed out of the heart of the Taishang Taoist Ancestor to point directly to the origin of the Great Dao.

It's just a little bit worse, just a little bit.

But facing Si Chen, the existence of the Perfect Dao Fruit Level took action, and this little bit became a natural disaster.

The demon locust trained by the Great Sun Golden Bell is the ancient plague locust in the five tribulations of the heavenly punishment of the Western Kunlun Heaven. It is transformed by the seeds of the five elements and the thief of the wood. It is personally taken by the Great Sun Golden Bell, and it has accumulated a lot of accumulation in the Yellow River for billions of years.

Suffering has transformed millions of people on both sides of the Taiwan Strait into ancient plague locusts.

Such evil things are like monsters, demons, ghosts, and gods.

It is not something that can be consumed by the dark heavenly way that is operated by "Eighteen Mill Plows" and the burning fire of karma.

It is not the way of fate that is operated by "The True Talisman of Wan Jia Wan Xuan Yi Xin" and can be bound by the entangled chains of cause and effect.

The eight secret talismans of heavenly demons, under Si Chen, even the Taoist Lord in another world can be limited by one or two, but it is a bit powerless for Si Chen in this world!

Countless demon locusts were bound by the chains and nets, pushing the nets towards Zhigu City like waves.

The dense mouthparts were gnawing, and corrosive mucus dripped from the opening and closing, burning wisps of white smoke into the iron chains.

When the karma fire falls on them, it can be burned into a blue flame at first, but soon after the fireworks are extinguished, the black-burned demon locust will become more ferocious and the arrogance will become more ferocious.

The dense lines of the lives that are bound to be broken and connected. As long as sentient beings do not die, this line will not be broken.

But soon a few transformed demon locusts broke free from the net, and the iron chain finally broke dozens of them, and a stream of demon locusts fell towards Zhigu like black smoke.

The skyline at the top of the city suddenly darkened.

Tens of thousands of people-high locusts flapping their wings sounded like thunderstorms. The abdomen of these mutated monsters were covered with barbs, and their compound eyes were flashing with scarlet blood!!

The guard on the city wall, Lao Zhao, just raised the torch and was knocked down by three locusts.

Their serrated forelimbs cut into their shoulder blades like a guillotine, and blood splattered in an instant.

The human face tumor on the locust's abdomen suddenly cracked, and the tubular suction device was poked out and pierced into the wound. Lao Zhao's scream stopped abruptly - the whole body was shriveling into a skin sac at a speed visible to the naked eye.

On the city tower, the talisman arrow shot by the defenders hit the insect armor and burst out red flames, but the locust swarm suddenly formed into a spherical formation.

Thousands of demon insects rolled across the city, and the bricks and tiles cracked wherever they passed, and the iron nails on the arrows were gnawed into iron filings. A young man accidentally fell down the city wall and was wrapped in a swarm of locusts before he landed on the ground.

It turned into a black cocoon, and only a few blood-stained coarse cloth floated down from the sky.

The moat suddenly swelled up turbid waves, but thousands of hungry people rushed out of the city, trying to swim across and escape. The locusts smelled blood and swam down, covering the sky and the sun.

Thousands of struggling blood vortexes suddenly floated on the water surface, and even the wailing was submerged in the sharp sound of the wings rubbing against the insects.

Cui Buer's eyes were so angry that he was so angry that he had no use in his magical powers.

There is no such evil insect in the Taoist practiced. Not to mention the inheritance of this world, even the earthly realm and even the heavenly realm, there are not many Taoist magical powers that can erase the ancient plague locusts.

This locust will not die when encountering metal, will not burn when encountering fire, will not drown when encountering water, will not bury when encountering soil, and will not bury when encountering wood!

It is the best place between heaven and earth to live, reproduce, grow, and grow, and transform the immortal thief.

At this time, Wu Ponu made a bloody handprint, and the Xuanzhen scholars who had broken chains rolled the iron chain on their bodies and took the bloody handprint. In an instant, the fierce fire burned, and they all fell into hell in a wail!

Before the Xuanzhen scholar's remaining bodies were cooled down, countless bloody handprints appeared on the skin of the skin accompanied by the ghost text Yin Book, pulling out their souls into evil ghosts—the eye sockets were burning with green phosphine ghost fire, and the iron chains were from

The spine penetrates and the end turns into a soul-catching hook.

The locust swarm was about to continue to eat, and the sound of iron chains came from all directions.

Dozens of evil ghosts flew over with iron chains, surrounded by iron locks, and the evil ghosts pinched out the Three Saints' Skills on their rotten knuckles, and the iron chains around them actually made a buzzing sound of the Nine Nether Cold Iron.

The leader of the ghost cultivator grinned and roared, and the iron chains drew traces in the air.

The scratches cracked, like ghost eyes opened.

"The underworld borrows the way!"

Wu Ponu shouted loudly, and countless bloody footprints came to him. The circles of footprints surrounding the mouth of Sancha River, casting the Hell of the Iron City Mountain, were like countless chains, retracted back to him.

The dense blood footprints stepped out of a pool of blood, and the shadows of hell rose from the pool!

Wu Ponu's hands that pinched the Three Saints Art had begun to tremble, his fingertips were pale and there was no trace of blood. His lips squirmed. He looked at the Xuanzhen Sect disciple who had turned into a ghost and said tremblingly: "Get into the underworld together!"

Cui Buer turned around in surprise, but saw Wu Ponu's eyes firm and shouted: "Never be reborn!"

The three fingers of the Three Saints Art pointed toward the Blood Pool, and the three fingers symbolizing the Three Saints of Creation stood upside down, just like the three feet of a tripod, suppressing them and falling to the ground.

Countless ghost eyes locked on the locust swarm, and countless iron chains penetrated their large spines and flew out with the end of the hook.

As soon as the demon locust wings were flapped up half a foot, the soul-catching chain penetrated through the membrane wings.

The evil ghosts in the sky were chanting ghost words, and the scriptures that Cui Buer could not understand were heard very much, and the evil ghosts fell into the sky together. Hundreds and thousands of demons were tied to the iron chains on their bodies.

The locust fell towards the blood pool.

The most tragic one is the evil ghost transformed by a guardian.

It actively shattered its soul body, and countless iron chains flew in the sky, killing all the remaining large demon locusts in one fell swoop.

When the last demon locust that broke through the net was dragged into the blood pool, the figures of the evil spirits had also sank into the deepest part of hell - the "Eighteen Mill Plowing Ways" activated by their burning souls, they finally had their own chance of reincarnation

It was burned too!

Cui Buer's words were frozen in his throat, and he stared at Wu Ponu in a daze, trying to force him to ask him but could no longer say anything.

Wu Ponu said lightly: "Don't hesitate, we have already become enlightened!"

He glared at Cui Buer's eyes, bloodshot, almost turning into blood flowing out: "Cui Buer, the demon locust will not fall into the cycle of reincarnation. Even if I sacrifice everything, I cannot suppress it. The only thing we can

All I do is to buy you time! The leader has already decided that only you can break this disaster! Come out with a solution quickly!”

Cui Buer subconsciously shirked his responsibilities: "What can I do?"

"What can I do to these billions of demon locusts, a fake Taoist priest who cheated in Zhigu City? I can't give them a list of disasters one by one, right?"

While speaking, several iron chains broke. This time, the Xuanzhen scholar who pulled the iron chain back printed the blood palm without hesitation.

Several evil spirits flew up, intercepted the demon locust that rushed towards Zhigu, and dragged it into hell.

Wu Ponu looked at them, his eyes with inexplicable grief and relief, and he whispered: "Hurry, we can't hold on for long!"

Cui Buer's mind was blank. He had no idea how to deal with the demon locust that covered the sky and the sun.

"How can I protect the city with millions of people in Zhigu City, facing the sky with a radius of dozens of miles?"

Cui Buer was helpless. He was a free and easy person, and he even laughed at his life and death, but the lives of millions of people were pressing on his heart. How could he breathe?

"If I were alone, I could still escape. But how could I escape from millions behind me? Where could I escape?"

As he said that, Cui Buer glanced at the blood pool beside Wu Ponu, the repeated shadows of hell, especially the most indestructible Iron City Hell.

"If I were alone here, I would have already approved the list of disasters for myself, deceived life and death, and hid in the iron city hell!"

The iron chains are still breaking one by one, and there are more and more demon locusts covering the sky and the sun. There are still locusts coming continuously. The black locust swarm is carrying endless ferociousness, and the vast demonic aura is in the sky.

It condensed into a flying knife with eyebrows and eyes, as if it was a flying knife that cut all the results.

Cui Buer's thoughts kept engaging in the "escape", but he was still firmly fixed on the Chaoguan floating bridge like a nail.

"I will approve the list of disasters for everyone!"

Cui Buer suddenly remembered the scene he had witnessed when Wu Ponu suppressed countless floating corpses in the river on the Jintang Bridge. An idea flashed through his mind like a flash of thought and suddenly turned around: "Deacon Wu, you can live a talisman in vain.

Avoid death, steal the sky and deceive the world?"

Wu Ponu nodded: "The master's magical power, given this talisman, can make people transform between humans and ghosts, life and death!"

"Then the "Billion Tribulation of Wanxuan Yixin's True Talisman" that counts the lives in my hands, combined with your "Eighteen Mill Plowing Ways", can the entire Zhigu people become ghosts in an instant?

, and then hide in the Iron City Hell?”

Wu Ponu was stunned!

He whispered: "Don't turn into ghosts, they were... Fellow Daoist Cui, this plan is feasible!"

Wu Ponu decisively removed the iron chain, and countless dense demon locusts suddenly rushed in. At that moment, all the remaining Xuanzhen scholars and Wu Ponu printed blood seals together, and all turned into evil ghosts.
To be continued...