The monk who was hiding in the dark, hiding his figure and aura, sighed when he saw this.
"Sure enough, the person who accidentally disrupted the situation appeared, and it's still the same great monk!"
After beheading the dharma image, Wang Zhe raised his hand to separate the rich Yin energy and came to the opposite ghost door.
There are two bronze doors with complicated characters engraved on them.
"Why do these words look similar to that inscription?" Looking at some of the words on the bronze door, Wang Zhe thought of the inscriptions he had learned and the half of the stone tablet.
"That's not something you can close if you want." The monk hiding in the dark said.
He used the bones of Rakshasa, special magic tools, and special spells at specific locations to find this ghost door and open it.
This door is something that straddles the realms of yin and yang. To close it, special methods and advanced cultivation are required.
Wang Zhe has arrived at the gate of ghosts, illuminated by three-color divine light.
The turbulent Yin Qi rushed out and hit him, like a river bursting its banks. It hit his body and then separated.
There were countless Yin soldiers in the Yin Qi, but they couldn't get within ten feet of him.
Wang Zhe looked at the two doors without handles. The doors opened outwards, and there was endless darkness inside. It made people dizzy and heartbroken.
The open door looks like a big mouth, ready to swallow people at any time.
The closer he got to the door, Wang Zhe's soul began to beat faintly.
He raised his hand and pressed it on a door.
"I really don't know how high the sky is. How can the underworld's ghost gate be touched by people in the upper world?" The man said in the dark when he saw this.
"Once a person in the upper world touches the ghost gate, his soul will be unstable and he will be sucked into the ghost gate in an instant, turning into a living corpse, and then being swallowed by the yin energy."
A crunchy, sour sound sounded.
The opened ghost door actually moved and slowly closed.
"How, how is it possible?!" The man hiding in the dark almost had his eyes bulging out of his head.
"How could this gate of hell be closed by him? Even if a human being has no way to do it, he can't force it to close with his own magic power. Does this man have some special magic weapon with him?"
"This door is really heavy." Wang Zhe pushed the bronze door in his hand with some difficulty.
Slowly, one door closed. Then he went to close another door.
"No, we can't let him close the door and affect the king's plan!"
He held the Rakshasa statue in one hand and silently moved forward against the Yin soldiers rushing out from the underworld. His whole body was wrapped in Yin energy, and his figure could not be seen at all.
Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to Wang Zhe, he was only ten feet away.
Suddenly he saw a light, very bright.
The light spread out the extremely rich Yin Qi at once, killing all the Yin soldiers wherever it passed, and then came to the front in an instant.
not good!
The bronze statue of Rakshasa in his hand lit up for a moment, then went out.
With a kacha sound, the protective soft armor on his body shattered, there was a blood mark on his chest, his bones were broken, and his organs were also broken.
Poof, blood splattered.
The Yin soldiers in the surrounding Yin Qi immediately swarmed up when they saw the blood in the Yang world.
"No, no!" The man showed a look of pain and panic.
Go, he wanted to run, but was surrounded by Yin soldiers. The bronze statue of Rakshasa in his hand was destroyed by Wang Zhe's sword, leaving a small sword mark on it.
It's just that he was trapped by Yin soldiers, seriously injured, and unable to leave.
"Releasing the Yin soldiers to cause trouble in the world, I will let you personally experience the terror of these Yin soldiers."
Wang Zheli ignored it and slowly closed the other bronze door.
The moment the two doors closed, there was a loud bang and the ground shook.
Wang Zhe's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a rush in his heart. He hurriedly used his magic foot to reach a distance.
Suddenly, the void near the bronze door twisted and collapsed, and the two doors suddenly disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a deep crack and the lingering Yin Qi all around.
"Phew, it's finally closed, it's really hard!"
Looking at the monk who was hiding in the dark and preparing to attack him, he had turned into a mummy, and all the vitality and blood in his body had been taken away by the Yin soldiers.
A gust of wind blew by, and with a crisp sound, the body shattered into countless pieces, and then turned into ashes.
"The Yin soldiers were interrupted. Someone cut off the passage between the underworld and the Yang world?" In the mountains in the distance, someone discovered something unusual.
"Who could it be?"
Wang Zhe came out of the crack and looked at the Yin soldiers all over the mountains and plains.
As several ghost generals were killed one after another, these Yin soldiers began to disperse.
The people in the imperial court only wanted to block these Yin soldiers and prevent them from going to the back mountains, but they would not pursue the defeated Yin soldiers or care where they went.
As for the life and death of the people in Dongping County near Daiyue, they are not within the scope of their consideration.
More than a hundred corpses of Baiqi Si and military camp officers have been left on the hillside. These people were all killed by the Yin soldiers, and all the essence, blood and vitality were sucked out of their bodies.
His face was ferocious, and he was terrified before his death.
Both monks and common people have the same fear of death. Monks may even be more afraid of death than common people.
Wang Zhe looked around,
So many monks have died, and more people will die!
Ouch, there was a sudden roar of a dragon, and as soon as the sound was heard, a dragon shadow could be vaguely seen flying in the air.
The next moment, the dragon shadow suddenly shattered.
Then there was a loud boom and lightning flashed.
Wang Zhe moved and instead of going to the back mountain, he stopped some Yin soldiers scattered around.
Raising his hand and striking a sword, the sword light split into two parts.
All the Yin soldiers in front of me were killed by this sword.
In the back mountains,
A Taoist whose appearance could not be seen clearly held a treasure in his hand, which emitted a ray of light and shone on a man, who immediately fell to the ground.
Several monks fell to the ground one after another, including a second-grade monk.
"Uncle Master, what kind of treasure is that? It's so powerful!"
"It's a yin-yang mirror. The yin illuminates death and the yang illuminates life. It is said that it can illuminate the death of immortals. It is one of the most powerful magic weapons in the world!"
"What?!" The Taoist was stunned after hearing this, and looked at Yin Yang Jing. In addition to fear, there was also a trace of greed in his eyes.
"If this magic weapon were in my hands..."
"Don't come forward, let's see what else they can do!"
"Damn it, it's actually that kind of treasure!"
The man in dark black robe looked at the precious mirror in the monk's hand with fear.
After all, it is a treasure that is said to be able to kill humans and immortals. If you say you are not afraid, it is a lie.
After so many years of hard work and hard work, I finally reached my current position.
With a good level of cultivation and great power in hand, who doesn’t want to live for two more years and move up the ladder?
"Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate!"
An old monk has a kind face and holds a Buddha bone relic.
"Master Pu Xing, be careful!"
"Monk is seeking death!" I saw the monk's precious mirror shining in his hand, and the Buddha's light on the monk's body dimmed instantly. The divine light in the monk's eyes dimmed instantly, and he fell to the ground with a thud.
The relic in his hand fell to the ground.
Even the Buddhist treasures failed to protect him.
"What an amazing treasure!" Everyone was shocked.
Hahaha, the sound of laughter suddenly came from the tomb.
"not good!"
Buzz, a ball of flames spurted out from the underground tomb.
The tomb turned into a world of flames, and the Baiqisi internal guards inside turned to ashes in an instant. Only the iron coffin guarded by the four pillars remained intact.
There was another person wearing this dark golden armor and stomach standing in the flames.
"The Eight Directions Divine General, Jiang Fengchao!"
A figure stepped out of the flames.
"It's you who dare to come out of Mount Wuhan, aren't you afraid of dying here?"
“It’s not certain who will die?”
In front of the mountain, the Yin soldiers were scattered. Wang Zhe killed two waves of Yin soldiers one after another.
Phew, the Yin soldiers have finally dispersed.
The surviving monks and soldiers on the mountain breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly a person came in front of them.
"Who?"
"Why are you still standing there? Go kill those evil soldiers and pursue the victory."
"Who are you?" a captain of Baiqi Division asked.
Wang Zhe raised his hand and waved, and the captain flew out without knowing whether he was alive or dead.
"Anyone who leaves his post without permission will be killed without permission!" a military commander said, and then his head flew up.