Zhenjun Yunsheng's heart was shaken violently, and he suddenly remembered this matter.
He had been stationed in the Azure Realm before, and a few years ago he accidentally heard a fellow disciple who had returned from the void talk about this matter.
But the 'Vajra Sect' is a top-grade sect, so how can its disciples look down on a ninth-grade sect.
When this matter was mentioned before, a group of disciples burst into laughter. No one took the ‘Innate Yiqi Southern Sect’ in their eyes. A few years later, Zhenjun Yun Sheng had already forgotten this matter.
But at this moment, Zhang Ke suddenly mentioned it, and he suddenly remembered it.
His smiling face suddenly froze, and he forced a smile and said:
"Master Ruyi! There may be some misunderstanding in this!"
Zhang Ke raised his right hand slightly and smiled softly:
"Haha! We only have a chance to meet each other, where is the misunderstanding?"
Zhang Ke said in his mouth, raised the bamboo whip in his right hand above his head, and struck it towards the head of Zhenjun Yun Sheng.
Zhenjun Yun Sheng was shocked, and he used all his magic power to try his best to get out.
Unexpectedly, the black and white Wuchang on the opposite side also heard the conversation between the two clearly. How could he not understand that his turning point was coming? The two tried their best to activate the "soul-educing lock" and tightly bound the seven people on the spot.
The ‘soul-grabbing lock’ is the authority given to the ‘nether world’ by the will of the blue world and the earth, and it possesses the power of the rules of the great road.
When locked by it, let alone escape, you can't even self-destruct.
If you want to break this method, only absolute power can do it, and how can Yun Sheng, who is also the True Lord of the Cave Heaven Realm, be able to break away.
Therefore, at this moment, despite countless warnings in Zhenjun Yun Sheng's mind reminding him to avoid, no matter how hard he struggled, he could only watch as the bamboo whip hit him over the head.
The fear in his heart exploded, and he couldn't help but let out a scream.
"Ah! True Lord Ruyi, please..."
"Snapped--!"
Before Zhenjun Yun Sheng could finish speaking, the 'divine whip' had already landed on top of his head.
The power of the mountain was mixed with the unique laws of 'annihilation' and 'shattering' of the 'God-beating Whip'. With just one whip, Zhenjun Yun Sheng was beaten to ashes on the spot.
"Wow~~~!"
The soul-enchanting chain surrounding True Lord Yun Sheng made a sound, pulling True Lord Yun Sheng's soul out of the void.
Then he saw this soul being helplessly pulled in front of Bai Wuchang.
Without the resistance of a True Lord of the Cave Heaven Realm, Bai Wuchang could finally free his hands.
I saw him take out the white mourning stick from his waist with his left hand and hit it gently towards Zhenjun Yun Sheng's soul.
Without a sound, the soul of Zhenjun Yunsheng was completely dispersed.
A node suddenly appeared in the void in the hall, and endless vitality and inspiration burst out like a sea tide.
At the same time, an illusory valley appeared in the hall, and then numerous cracks appeared in the valley and it collapsed.
Tens of thousands of streams of light could be vaguely seen flying in all directions.
"Ss—!"
Zhang Ke couldn't help but take a breath.
The True Lord of the Cave Heaven Realm has a secret realm as his foundation, which is equivalent to having a small world to protect his body.
He originally thought that this whip could only take away one life of Zhenjun Yun Sheng.
Unexpectedly, this black and white method is so terrifying. True Monarch Yuanshen's 'Three Flowers Guard' is completely ineffective here, and the attack of the 'Soul Hook' is actually aimed at the source.
The other six people watched helplessly as Zhenjun Yun Sheng was wiped out before their eyes without any resistance.
When the tide of vitality surged in the hall, fear suddenly pierced the heart like a red-hot iron needle, and the six people's breathing froze instantly.
...
At the same time, on the vast plain of bones, three rays of light, one golden, two black, shuttled across the ground, turning and changing as fast as lightning, as if a pen was quickly zigzagging on paper.
Behind the three rays of light, there is a black smoke like a tarsal maggot following closely behind.
Whenever the three rays of light try to separate, the black smoke will accelerate and rush towards the light that is about to separate.
In desperation, the separated light could only continue to travel together with the other two lights.
In addition, around the Plain of Bones, layers of dense black mist gathered from far to near, compressing the activity range of the three rays of light bit by bit.
And the endless ghosts on the plain were also flying in the sky and rushing towards a few people.
Although due to the difference in strength, they were unable to cause any harm to the three of them, the ghosts that followed one after another, surging like a sea wave, still frightened the three of them.
Too many ants kill an elephant!
Never underestimate the advantage of numbers. The Void Zerg relied on their numerical advantage to suppress the Blue World.
From time to time, strange laughter could be heard in the black smoke chasing the three rays of light.
"Hehehe~~!
Interesting! Interesting!”
A majestic black horse burning with red flames could be vaguely seen galloping in the black smoke.
"Definitely..."
The echo vibrates.
The faint sound of horse hooves seems to trample on people's hearts.
Wherever the horse's hoof passed, the burnt marks of the horse's hoof were clearly burned on the bone-white ground.
On the back of the burning black horse, a fat black figure waved a short stick in his hand, letting out honest laughter from time to time, and humming slang children's songs from time to time.
“Hehehe~~~!
The pestle for subduing demons! It is four feet long, with one end larger and one smaller. The small head is held in the hand, and the big head beats demons..."
Among the three rays of light in front, someone shouted angrily:
"Fellow Taoist Yunchi, running away like this is not an option, why not fight with this fool?"
Another person also shouted:
"That's right, can we three Dongtian still not be able to defeat him?"
Three rays of light flashed for tens of feet again, and a deep voice sounded.
"Alas! I never wanted to risk my life, but in this 'Netherworld', this ghost will never die.
Although your sect's techniques can restrain ghosts, the previous fate of Taoist friends Yangkai and Yinfeng is a lesson for others.
Once you are hit by the ‘Demon-Subduing Pestle’, your soul and spirit will be destroyed. How to fight?”
The person who spoke first shouted:
"Then we can't just hide like this forever.
The void is locked and I can't fly high, and this weird force field on the ground is so restrained that I can't run fast. If I continue like this, I will be surrounded by those Yin soldiers sooner or later."
The man called Yunchi hesitated for a moment and said:
"I don't know how Yun Sheng and the others are progressing. If everything goes well, it won't be long before your sect and I can take control of the Bone Plains.
At that time, these ghosts will be in the hands of you and me, and we can control them at will.
When the time comes, I can't even think about killing him, so now I can only endure it for the time being."
The person who spoke first said anxiously:
"No, I can't hold on anymore, I suggest you rush back to the Yin Yang Temple immediately.
If we don't go back, once we are surrounded, we won't be able to go back even if we want to."
"Uh! Okay!"
The three of them were forced to do nothing, as the tide of death eroded their bodies and souls every moment.
They neither have the "Ghost Patrol Order" to cover their own aura, nor do they have Zhang Ke's ever-changing skills to hide it.
After more than ten days of running away, the body has already been invaded by the death energy of the netherworld. If it is not treated and alleviated, the original foundation may be damaged.
Therefore, at the suggestion of the Dong Tianjun of the ‘Impermanent Life and Death Sect’, three rays of light, one gold, two purple, turned around and galloped towards the ‘Yin Yang Palace’.
...
In the Yin Yang Palace.
Zhang Ke's sudden whip completely broke the balance.
Without True Lord Yun Sheng, the six of them were unable to fight against the black and white impermanence.
"Ee-giggling~~~!"
Black and white, eerie and terrifying shrill laughter came from the hall.
Only two figures, one black and one white, were seen, as if they were pulling fibers, their hands alternately pulling the charm chain.
Amidst the sound of "clatter", the six people twisted and struggled like fish caught on the beach.
But the struggle was in vain. With the sound of the soul-enchanting chain, the six people were getting closer and closer to Black and White.
Zhang Ke held the 'God Whip' in his right hand, turned around to face Black and White Wuchang, and said:
"Two protectors, I have something to ask a few people. Can you please wait for a moment?"
Black and White Wuchang has a high status in the 'Nether World'. He was originally the protector of the Dongyue Palace, but was later named the Marshal of the Underworld, commanding the Netherworld ghost generals and the underworld soldiers.
Who doesn't have a lot of friends? If he offends these two people, he will probably have small shoes on his feet.
Therefore, Zhang Ke did not want to offend the evil spirits of the underworld, so he politely asked Black and White Wuchang.
Unexpectedly, Black and White Wuchang turned a deaf ear to what he said. They just glanced at each other and continued to pull the soul-enchanting chain, and the speed was a little faster.
Zhang Ke raised his eyebrows, and his originally smiling face suddenly darkened.
Stretching out his left hand, he grabbed the illusory chain in his hand.
"Crash--!"
With a slight exertion of his left hand, the chain suddenly straightened, and Black and White Wuchang could not help but stagger forward.
'Um???'
At this time, not only the six people who had fallen into despair were stunned, but even Black and White Wuchang were shocked.
This soul-enchanting chain contains the authority of heaven and has great power. Generally speaking, all living beings in this world can lock it.
However, Zhang Ke has never been an ordinary person.
The illusory chain that ordinary Dongtian Realm True Lords had no choice but to resist was easily held in Zhang Ke's hand at this moment.
A black light flashed across Hei Wuchang's iron-black face, his hands folded together, and he pulled back with all his strength using the power of the netherworld.
"Hi!"
"Crash--!"
The chain seemed to be embedded in Zhang Ke's hand. The soul-enchanting chain swung twice and was stretched straight again, but it did not pull at all.
Hei Wuchang was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Bai Wuchang beside him, a fierce look flashed in their eyes.
At this time, there is no resistance from Zhenjun Yun Sheng, and Hei Bai Wuchang has enough energy to use his Taoism.
Bai Wuchang's high-pitched voice sounded in the hall.
"What a coward, you are looking for death!"
Bai Wuchang raised his head, and his foot-long blood-colored tongue penetrated Zhang Ke's eyebrows as fast as lightning.
At such a close distance, Bai Wuchang was confident that he could penetrate Zhang Ke's head with one blow.
Bai Wuchang's tongue is not ordinary. It has been refined through the sacrifice of the dead energy of the netherworld. As long as any living being is caught by the long tongue, its soul can be pulled out of the body in an instant.
Legend has it that Black and White were good friends. One time they made an appointment to meet on a certain bridge.
As a result, Hei Wuchang and Xie Bian arrived first, while Bai Wuchang and Fan Wushe were late.
At this time, it started raining heavily. In order to keep his promise, Hei Wuchang hugged the bridge pillar and refused to leave. He was drowned in the end.
When Bai Wuchang arrived, he was very sad to see his friend dead, so he hanged himself.