Evil spirits with ferocious faces swarmed towards the inner city, like ink suddenly splashed out, rendering the entire world.
Roar, roar, curse, scold, cry, beg...
Countless voices converge into a trend, like a lively ocean, rising and falling one after another.
The number of evil ghosts seems to be endless, killing many ghost cultivators crazily, and the rhythm of death spreads like fireworks.
"Damn!"
Bai Yuchun gritted his teeth and stared at the devastated battlefield, suddenly feeling panic in his heart.
He could not believe why Manjusri, as the Buddha of the West, would go to the underworld to support him.
"Everyone, please don't give up, we have no way out."
Bai Yuchun said loudly, and a bright light suddenly appeared in his palm.
He stared at the battlefield with stern eyes and suddenly pushed his palms sideways.
In an instant, the fresh charm of vegetation filled the battlefield, exuding an extremely gorgeous charm.
Countless green trees rush out one after another from the dark mud, blooming with gorgeous and full vitality.
These trees are rich in spirit and sparkling, swaying gently with the breeze, rolling up bright waves.
Bai Yuchun raised his left hand and pointed forward, increasing the aura in the battlefield several times, transforming into a winding dragon, charging forward wantonly.
At this time, a female cultivator wearing gauze suddenly jumped out from the team and took action in front of her.
Earth Road·Dragon Scale.
The aura in the female cultivator's body was exhausted in an instant, and dense green scales surrounded her body, like thousands of fireflies, floating away in the direction of the giant dragon.
These scales look extremely hard, with strange lines carved on the surface, like the growth rings of ancient trees, which are particularly deep and full of color.
The scales rolled like a tide, directly wrapping the giant dragon. In the blink of an eye, they grew in the thick body, adding a lot of aura to this strange phenomenon.
Blood Path·Eagle Claw!
There was a powerful golden immortal who took action boldly, his robe sleeves were windless and flickered with thousands of tassels.
Tassels criss-crossed in the air, entangled with each other, and instantly hovered under the dragon, forming majestic claws, revealing a series of auspicious clouds, one after another.
Yundao·White Beard!
The soft and graceful clouds and mist extend along the sky.
There was a ghost cultivator wearing a plain white Taoist robe, staring at the battlefield with deep eyes.
He stretched out his white and slender fingers and gently moved them in front of his face, letting his spiritual charm flow out unbridled.
In an instant, the clouds and mist in the sky rushed out in the direction of the giant dragon.
Rouyi's slender dragon beard, like a dreamy silk ribbon, quietly appeared at the dragon's mouth.
At this time, the giant dragon's vision and power were stimulated to the extreme.
Its momentum is overwhelming and its aura is rich, sweeping through the ghosts on the battlefield and looking down at them.
"This, this is Bai Yuchun's famous stunt - Yun Shenglong!"
King Chu Jiang widened his eyes, looking at the mighty and domineering dragon, and suddenly felt extremely shocked in his heart.
"Haha, stubborn resistance, overestimating your own capabilities."
Seeing Bai Yuchun's death struggle, Manjusri sneered again and again.
He stared at the battlefield, and when he raised his hand, black bubbles filled the battlefield swaying.
The bubbles were flying like dandelions, swaying in the wind, and gradually came to the team of evil spirits, shattering violently, and a harsh roar came from inside.
The roaring voice sounds particularly sad and angry, like the sadness of not being able to love, the hardship of not thinking about it, the regret of not thinking about it, mixed with countless negative emotions, sweeping the entire battlefield in an instant.
Ghost Road·Fearless!
In an instant, all the evil spirits became crazy.
They suddenly raised their heads, with fierce eyes and red eyes, swarming in unscrupulously without any fear.
The evil ghosts surrounded the giant dragon, biting its body crazily, and did not flinch at all despite the killing of vegetation and crushing the body to pieces.
The majestic and lifelike dragon was riddled with holes after being eaten directly.
At this time, Manjusri's thoughts moved slightly, and tens of thousands of evil ghosts emerged from the depths of the inner city towards the gap, and began to slaughter the surrounding ghost cultivators crazily.
"Stop these evil ghosts and do it quickly."
"Damn it, how many evil ghosts are there, and why can't they be killed all the time?"
"Oh my god, I'm desperate. This must be a terrible dream."
Liu Yunchun did not choose to give up, but led many of his confidants to rise up in the inner city to resist.
All kinds of attacks are like fireworks, even when they appear, they look extremely luxurious and gorgeous.
Unfortunately, the number of evil spirits is too huge, and behind the bustling scene, there is often endless death.
The evil spirits continued to attack and finally broke through the inner city's defense line.
The massacre begins.
Roar!
Several evil spirits let out ferocious roars and lunged towards Bai Yuchun.
"Humph, get out of here!"
Bai Yuchun said coldly.
He suddenly raised his account and slapped it fiercely.
Bang!
The evil ghost was smashed to pieces in an instant, and his soul was shattered on the spot.
At this time, the battlefield was full of ruins and devastation.
The ghost cultivators in the inner city have been damaged by 80%.
Bai Yuchun gritted his teeth, exhaled slightly, and said to his confidants.
"There is no need to defend. The number of evil spirits is too huge and we cannot fight against them."
"Follow me to the inner city to find Ling Qiushui. He is the disciple of Blood Sea. I believe Manjusri will give him a way to survive."
"Yes!"
As soon as the order to retreat was issued, several ghost cultivators threw down their armor and fled towards the core area without hesitation.
They are all strong men who have been practicing in the City of Death for tens of thousands of years. They have seen all kinds of tragic and strange stations, but this is the first time they have encountered such a desperate battle like today.
The endless evil ghosts are like a roaring river, with an endless supply and no end.
They are not afraid of life and death, tireless, and charge endlessly to destroy all obstacles.
This cruel method makes them fearful.
King Pingping squinted his eyes, his eyes flashed with black light, and activated the investigation methods to get a panoramic view of the situation in the inner city.
He had some doubts in his heart. Looking at Manjusri's indifferent expression, after thinking for a long time, he finally couldn't help but say.
"Your Highness, to you, Situ Yun and Bai Yuchun are just Daluo. Why not crush them directly? Why bother..."
Before King Pingping could finish his words, he was interrupted by Manjusri waving his hand.
"King Pingping, the underworld controls the six paths of reincarnation, and is favored by heaven and earth, thus rewarding massive merits. This is a big deal. Whether it is the strong men of good and evil, or the great powers of the ancient times, they are plotting against us, trying to
If this situation is completely eliminated, we must use thunderous means to kill them."
"Wait patiently. These three big Luo are just stones pushed in front. The quasi-sage behind them is my target. If I crush them directly, it will shock Xiaoxiao and make them fearful, so they won't
You will be arrested automatically when you come to the underworld."
"That's it."
King Pingping nodded thoughtfully.
Manjusri's move was to give Situ Yun, Bai Yuchun and other Daluo enough time to activate their spiritual powers and ask for the support of the quasi-sages behind them.
"Eradicating evil, is this what His Highness wants?"
King Pingping murmured softly, looking at Manjusri's retreating back, a sense of awe suddenly filled his heart.
If the Yama faction broke away from the control of the underworld, its current fate would probably be very different from that of the City of Wasted Death.
Thinking of this, King Pingping couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, and quickly told other Yamas who were busy about what happened here.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's so happy, this is so happy. As the rulers of the underworld, we have been killed by the bastards of the city in vain. We have been suppressed for so many years, and now we can finally stand out."
"His Royal Highness Yin Tianzi's methods are really ruthless, and he doesn't even have a chance to explain. It seems that we have to be careful in the future."
"You are still in the mood to chat here. Haven't you heard that internal and external troubles will be defeated one after another. When those outsiders are dealt with, His Highness will definitely handle official business. When the old accounts are opened, no one can escape." "Get moving quickly, it's important to save the dog's life."
Roaring and roaring, one after another.
In the battlefield, fireworks fill the air and the soul-stirring melody never stops.
A massive wave of evil ghosts rushed into the inner city and launched an extremely crazy massacre against those ghost cultivators who had not yet left.
Some of them were crying bitterly, some were lying on the ground, and some were shivering, their faces full of despair and sorrow.
According to the rules of the underworld's previous battles, targets like this who have no ability to resist can be surrendered and accepted as new recruits.
But...
Manjusri sneered at the corner of his mouth, holding a purification bottle, and his whole body shone with the aura of the soul.
With a slight movement of thought, the evil ghosts swarmed in and slaughtered all the ghost cultivators without leaving any chance of survival.
Their eyes widened in disbelief, and their bodies were torn apart by the evil spirits, turning into broken soul residues that slowly floated in the air.
The purification bottle shines with mysterious brilliance and contains the power of absorbing rules. It quietly appears on the battlefield and collects all the fallen soul fragments.
"Haha, die, let's all die."
Manjusri's eyes flashed, and the aura surged in his palms, stimulating the magical power of the soul to circulate inside the pure bottle, collecting soul fragments and forging them into jet-black fruits.
This method is the blood formation used by Hou Qing when he was in Kunlun Mountain. It can condense the souls of living beings and form treasures that enhance the foundation of the soul.
A blood array with normal power can crush flesh, bones, meridians, auras, and souls and condense them into pieces.
However, the ghost cultivators in Wusi City do not have flesh and blood bodies, so the only things they can use are their souls.
Feeling the spiritual essence inside the fruit becoming more and more intense, Manjusri's mood became brighter and brighter.
His Soul Dao practice has not improved at all for a long time.
The cultivation system of the underworld, the soul path and the ghost path are relatively complete, resulting in few ghosts being able to innovate and almost all practice step by step.
Because of this, without the gains from the inheritance of the Soul Dao, if you want to improve the foundation of the Soul Dao, you can only find another way and use quantitative accumulation to produce qualitative changes.
For example, using the soul to make elixirs.
"Situ Yun, Ling Qiushui, Bai Yuchun, please don't let me down."
"Go and gather ghost cultivators like crazy, get foreign aid, and let the glory of the soul path shine in the City of Vain Death."
"The more enemies there are, the more soul fragments I will get. What a wonderful city."
"What will be the effect of using billions of evil ghosts as medicine and refining it into a pill?"
Roar!!
Sharp arguments resounded through the sky,
The evil ghost fell into a riot, rolled like a tide, and launched a fearless charge towards the core!