Chapter 181 Hongyun: Mingyu, you wont even let go of ghosts?
The spirit of Wangchuan looked indifferent and only put his hands together in seals.
The Huangquan River is rolling and rushing, and the surging waves are constantly corroding the void; the souls of the dead are haunted, the evil spirits are screaming and roaring, and the shrill and fierce sound waves are permeating the space in all directions.
"Ugh, it's so unpleasant!" Mingyu shook his head to calm his mind.
The Taoist robes stirred, the sun and moon diagram opened, and the yin and yang swords rose!
The sun and the moon rise for eternity, and the sword energy is like a rainbow. The big sun combines with the yang energy, and its power is vast and boundless, rigid and strong. The bright moon combines with the yin energy, and its power is dazzling and unpredictable.
The corrosive power of the Yellow Spring River is shaken by the sun and the moon, and separated by Yin and Yang; the souls of grievances are hard to disperse, and they cannot withstand the mighty sun and the bright moon; the evil ghosts are hard to deal with, and they cannot withstand the sword energy of Yin and Yang to strangle them!
"open!"
With a low shout, flowers bloomed all over the sky.
Flowers bloom on the other side, always accompanying the underworld. When the vast water of the underworld erodes the void and is blocked, the bright flowers gather into an endless sea of flowers, the blood flowers contain vitality, the underworld contains the intention of death, and life and death are terrifying.
Mingyu looked at the spirit of Wangchuan in front of him with boredom, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.
"Peach Blossom Eyes, I say you are destined to be a peach blossom!" Mingyu untied the red thread of marriage and tied a knot in a serious manner.
"Buzz~"
Mingyu pulled it casually, and the red silk thread tightened and made a buzzing sound. It seemed that the knot was tied very firmly!
The Spirit of Wangchuan frowned, and his peach blossom eyes were filled with doubts. He knew what the Taoist in front of him was up to!
"Huh~~"
The prelude to spring is played by Mingyu, and the land of the netherworld cannot stop the power of the beginning of spring from exerting its power at this moment.
The spring breeze is blowing in the forest purgatory, the void is rippled, time is confused and space is distorted, the place where ghosts and ghosts are left, and the murderous intent and murderous aura are everywhere, but at this moment, it is full of vitality!
"Peach Blossom Eyes, let me tell you, the beginning of spring is the first time of the year, the opportunity for all things to flourish; and this silk thread in my hand controls the love between heaven and earth."
Mingyu played with the marriage thread in his hand and talked boredly, completely ignoring the murderous intention of the spirit of Wangchuan.
"So, when spring comes, life comes, and when life comes, emotions also come."
Where his long sword pointed, the surrounding fields were clear and green, with green waves above and below, flowers blooming like monsters, and full of vitality mixed with the aura of dense crimson rice.
"As the saying goes, when spring comes, all species begin to mate."
Mingyu licked his lips and smiled a little evilly: "Although you are a soul body and most likely have no gender, you should also belong to the Ten Thousand Categories!
You have been a ghost for so many years and you are not lonely. How about I give you a big gift?"
"Stop it!"
The flower mark on the other side of the forehead of the spirit of Forgotten River was replaced by Mingyu's lotus mark.
The breath fluctuates violently, the water of the Huangquan River surges high as the overture of spring is played; the power of the beginning of spring stirs up the wind and clouds, and the flowers on the other side bloom to their peak and finally wither.
But before it could recover, it was forced to bloom again.
On the bank of the Huangquan River, the flowers on the other side bloomed and then withered. After they withered and bloomed, the flowers bloomed but no leaves were visible, and the leaves were visible but the flowers did not bloom!
The water and flowers are not peaceful, and the spirit of Forgotten River is even more restless. Only the waves of the heart are rising, the lotus between the eyebrows is blooming to its peak; the pale thin lips are as red as blood, and the peach blossom eyes are blurred.
Maybe there was too much movement here. Hongyun, who was in the midst of a fierce battle, glanced at it and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
"You won't even let go of ghosts. Mingyu, just be a human being!"
Even souls and bodies can be attracted by you, so what can't you do?
Zhen Yuanzi, who was breaking the ban, also felt it was a bit outrageous. He shook his head and sighed:
“Young people really know how to play!”
The spirit of Forgotten River was tortured to the point of death, the red thread of marriage was locked, the overture of spring was tortured to the bones, the lust all over the body was ignited, and it was difficult to vent, and the figure became more and more desolate, as if it was about to disperse with the wind.
"You deserve to die, you deserve to die!"
The voice was suppressed and filled with painful madness.
The water of the Yellow Spring River is as angry as resentment, violently lapping at the underworld on both sides, stirring up thousands of feet of waves to corrode the void, and the howling of the remaining souls and resentful spirits becomes even more tragic.
"Don't say that. The last person who said such a thing was severely slashed by me!" Mingyu took out the Sansheng Dao Stone and held it in his hand for a closer look.
Among the Taoist rocks, a figure that resembles a lake stands in the void, which is the spirit of the River of Forgetfulness; when the scene changes, it shows the past life, where the trickling water gathers thousands of yellow springs, pulling countless souls into the river. The yellow springs go straight, and the river never stops flowing.
One day, a dreamlike woman passed by Huangquan, dropped a small red flower and turned away. The flower fell and bloomed endlessly, blooming from one bank of Huangquan to the other, alluring and extremely prosperous.
In the shadow, the dreamy woman seemed to stop for a moment. She looked back, and her gaze passed through time, passed through the long river of time, and fell directly on Mingyu.
"It turns out that the authentic treasure is in your possession!"
The sound is ethereal and illusory, and very interesting.
"Peng!"
The picture shattered, Mingyu felt as if he had been slapped in the head, his three souls and seven souls were knocked unconscious, and two streams of blood overflowed from his nose.
"I……"
Mingyu covered her forehead with pain as if it was exploding, wanting to cry but without tears.
With just one look, three souls and seven souls were almost taken away!
Don't I just want to see what this guy is like? What's the matter with this guy?
Although the spirit of Wangchuan didn't know what happened, the power acting on its body had been reduced by half, so it seized the opportunity to break free, turned into a dim light, and plunged into the Yellow Spring River.
The water of the Yellow Spring River suddenly flowed backwards, and the flowers blooming all over the sky withered quickly, retreating into the endless netherworld in an instant.
Seeing the spirit of Forgotten River running away in the blink of an eye, Mingyu felt deeply regretful and shouted towards the boundless darkness that only retreated: "Next time, I must build a bridge on top of you to see where you can run!"
He made up his mind to build up the Naihe Bridge, and then it would only be suppressed below!
It can be seen that Mingyu felt depressed when he thought of that look just now. He felt that he had come to Netherworld in the wrong way.
How long has it been since I was made a dumpling again and watched by an inexplicable being?
I, Mingyu, have always had good luck. When did I become so unlucky? This is unreasonable!
"Mingyu, you did a good job!" Ming He came to Mingyu and praised.
His killing sword was unparalleled, and the monstrous blood evil killed countless people. The red-haired ghost king was chopped to the point of crying and his soul was howling. His companions were burned to death by the red lotus karma fire.
Mingyu turned his gaze to Styx. Seeing how brave he was, he immediately understood, his eyes filled with resentment.
"Senior~~I am so wronged!"
The aura of the Ghost Ancestor is like an abyss and a prison, terrifying and boundless.
He saw that all the ghosts had been collected by the red cloud, the spirit of Wangchuan that he had invited also ran away, and one of the two ghost kings was killed by Styx, so he took out a bell.
Bells rang, the underworld trembled, and the dark aura from all directions rolled like a tide, as if some ancient giant beast was hiding in the darkness.
"Huh~~"
The escaped red-haired ghost king rushed back again. He was completely crazy, and the last trace of reason in his eyes was lost, giving off a black luster.
"Roar~"
"Ouch~"
In the darkness, one pair of scarlet eyes looked very penetrating!