Chapter 247 The Fifth Generation of Yuantian Master
Suddenly, Yang Yi stopped, moved her steps lightly, the corners of her skirt flew up, and her slender body stood in front of Su Yu. She said in a deep voice: "The weirdness is coming!"
"Aojiao..."
In all directions, there is a ferocious and ferocious ghost. Every body is as dry as firewood, with withered and yellow hair, and a dark body. It is dry and ferocious, skinny and bones, some have dragon heads, some have phoenix wings, some have mermaid bodies, some have the appearance of gods.
They bared their teeth and claws, and there were screams everywhere, as if they were in hell.
All the corpses in the coffins of the ancient tribes had mutated and turned into terrifying puppets, which made people fearful.
These creatures are very strange and unique. They represent the glory of the past clan. They were selected by the Immortal Emperor and became his subordinates. You don't need to think about it to know how terrifying they were in life.
Su Yu stared at these scoundrels with indifferent eyes. He had the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar and the bronze ring in his hands. He was not afraid of anything.
The fighting power of this group of corpses is astonishing, each one is comparable to the Holy Lord, and the best among them is even comparable to the Great King or even the Half-Saint. However, under the sky-swallowing magic jar, it is just a pile of ashes and cannot move his face.
"Aojiao..."
A group of fierce ghosts were roaring, the black moon hung in the sky, the Yin river circled the body, and the blood sun ran across them. These were the scenes that accompanied them. The ground was covered with black footprints. This place was like the Senluo Palace, cold and terrifying.
Yang Yi sacrificed the Silver Moon Holy Tower, and the chaotic green lotus in the sea of suffering emitted little green light, which was extremely crystal clear. With this object, she was not afraid of anything.
"Ouch..."
In all directions, there were shrill cries and howls, as if the door to hell had been opened, and there were black and withered figures everywhere, Lü Xiang came forward.
"Don't use the imperial weapons, otherwise they will frighten away the entities in the dark, including Zhang Lin."
In response to Su Yu's reminder, Yang Yi nodded slightly, and then sacrificed the Silver Moon God Tower, exerting the terrifying power of the holy way. A silver divine light flew out, blooming with immortal divine brilliance, entwining countless divine chains of order, creating a coercive force.
Nine Heavens.
Like a pure and innocent moonlight, the divine light flew by, and all the ghost corpses that touched the moonlight slowed down and were affected by inexplicable laws.
There was a cold look in Yang Yi's beautiful eyes, and she formed magic seals with her hands, completely activating the Silver Moon Holy Tower.
"Destroy!"
In an instant, more than a dozen fierce ghosts paused, then turned into powder and scattered in the void.
These corpses were ancient divine generals who had followed the Immortal Emperor during their lifetimes. They were extremely powerful and were sealed by the Immortal Emperor to protect the Emperor's son in future generations.
However, Emperor Wushi came to take control of Zishan, and with one thought, he killed all their souls, leaving only their immortal bodies buried in ancient coffins carved with Taoist patterns. Now they are controlled by the fifth generation Yuan Tianshi and turned into puppets.
Yang Yi continuously exerted the holy power and mobilized the holy soldiers to refine the ghosts.
Suddenly, a burst of cold laughter came, and a wave of resentment rose and fell like a tide, and finally it came overwhelmingly, making people feel chilled all over and chilled in their souls.
"Roar…"
In all directions, one ancient god general after another roared, surrounding the place. Each one was dry and black, and the corpses were as messy as grass. Some were shrouded in divine rings, and some had a black moon above their heads. Each one had an extraordinary appearance.
It can be seen that if they were so powerful in life, they would make the mountains and rivers eclipse, the sun and the moon lose their light, and they would be able to level the world.
Because they are the ancestors of a clan and undefeated divine generals. They all had a great status in the past. They only obeyed the orders of the Immortal Emperor. They are the ancestors of all clans in the ancient times.
Behind the many withered black corpses, a tall figure walked forward. The temperature in the hall dropped sharply, like falling into an ice cellar.
It was eerie and strange. His whole body was covered with terrifying red hair, which was more than half a foot long. Even his face was the same. Only a pair of sinister eyes could be seen.
His red hair is very long, like the most ferocious devil, giving people the feeling of extremely vicious and resentful, as if he wants to kill all the people.
Yang Yi, who was killing the evil ghost, felt something in her heart. She stopped in a daze, with tears falling from her eyes. She looked very charming.
"You...you are Zhang Lin..."
The red-haired monster was silent. He looked at Su Yu with stern eyes and recited in a sinister voice: "The past life has been forgotten. At the end of reincarnation, everything will become empty and everything will end... I will take you back to your place."
Su Yu was silent. Due to the chaos body and the heart of the ancient tea tree of enlightenment, he practiced the way of source magic very quickly. Now he has entered the realm of source earth master. It can be said that he is the closest to source day in the nine heavens and ten places.
the existence of the teacher.
It was precisely because of this that he agreed to Yang Yi to help him find Zhang Lin, otherwise he would be in trouble if he alerted the Zishan Ancestral King.
The words of the red-haired monster made his heart warm, and he thought a little absently: "Am I recognized by the fifth generation Yuantian Master?"
The next moment, a red-haired whirlwind blew on the ground, mixed with whining sounds. The entire Purple Mountain was eerie inside, getting darker and darker. What is the underworld? It is here, there is no difference.
All the fierce ghosts were roaring and moving forward together. If they swarmed up, even the ancient sages would be unable to resist and would exhaust their holy power and die.
An eternal black light flew out, illuminating the darkness here, and a magic jar flew across the sky, dispersing all the filthy darkness. The black corpses around them couldn't help but retreat, feeling the power of the ultimate weapon.
The sky-swallowing magic jar dominates the world, with wisps of crystal-clear black light flowing. The imperial energy falls, annihilating everything. Even the fierce ghosts transformed by the fifth-generation Yuan Tianshi cannot stop its edge. They are fixed in place by the magic jar and cannot move.
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The red-haired monster's eyes exuded fear, and countless black energy erupted from its body, blocking the ultimate power, and its body was constantly struggling.
Seeing that the red-haired monster was about to break free, Su Yu shouted to Yang Yi: "Use the Qinglian Emperor's soldiers immediately to kill him!"
A green lotus flew out, and Yang Yi felt the familiar atmosphere. Thinking of Zhang Lin's former richness and handsomeness, she felt extremely sad in her heart.
"Zhang Lin! I am Yang Yi..."
Hearing this clear and sweet voice, a gleam of light flashed in the red-haired creature's eyes, and then a look of pain appeared on his face. Under the suppression of the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar, he pulled his lips and said word by word: "Yang...
...Yi...”
Suddenly, a tragic aura erupted, and Zhang Lin's eyes were suddenly as red as blood, suddenly becoming ferocious and terrifying, and her red hair was moving automatically, especially fierce.
He raised his hand and created a series of Yuan Tian veins, which were infinitely powerful and infinitely stronger than the Yuan Tian veins used by Su Yu. Then he disappeared underground, avoiding the shining of the black light, and regained his freedom.
Then a howl sounded, with inexplicable rules, causing all the ancient corpses to stop retreating and slowly walk forward.
"Su Yu, you can make him regain his consciousness, even for a short moment!"
Yang Yi took the initiative to hold Su Yu's hands and begged. Three thousand green hairs were hanging down, and there was a faint fragrance, exuding an intoxicating atmosphere.
When she walked towards Su Yu, her plain white gauze skirt swayed in a staggered manner, outlining two straight and slender arcs, and her figure was graceful and graceful.
With the imperial soldiers at his side, Yang Yi didn't care about the black corpses in front of him. Barriered by the sky-swallowing magic jar and the chaotic green lotus, these evil ghosts and black corpses could only roar, and their arms covered with dense Dao patterns slapped the imperial energy barrier, sending out golden stones.
Crash sound.
Looking at Yang Yi who was crying, Su Yu sighed softly and stretched out a hand as white as jade to wipe her tears, thinking about a way to awaken Zhang Lin's mind.
"Ringing the Wu Shi Bell can revive him, but will it awaken the bell soul? This can only be a last resort!"