The hoarse voice roared out as sharply as a broken voice.
The moment he recognized Yang Yu, the tall, thin old man's heart almost stopped for a moment.
If you ask whether Yang Yu is the most famous person in the past few decades, the answer may be controversial.
Because in the past few decades, there have been top martial arts masters under the Martial Saints such as Qi Daoguang, Tie Hengliu, Song Tiandao, and Mi Tianjiao Guan Qi stirring up the world.
But if we zoom back in time to the past ten years, the answer to this question is undisputed!
And compared to those positions, the name of the person in front of him was even more thunderous in the eyes of everyone outside the Seven Kills Palace.
Because of him, all the old demons from Montenegro were defeated and returned!
That was the old monster from Montenegro, an invincible being who was enshrined as a god by a whole country.
"Yang Prison?!"
The short, fat old man was horrified.
At the same time as he was startled, the concussive zhenqi had already shaken the back wall into dust all over the sky, and he himself, like a sharp arrow, retreated violently in the dust!
retreat!
The two of them were extremely decisive, just like when they heard that the Xuanjia Jingqi was coming from the north, they abandoned their sect family without looking back.
boom!
The movements of the two of them were too fast. Before Yu Lingxian could recover from the surprise of Yang Yu's appearance, a roar came from his ears.
In just a moment, the two of them had knocked over the house and fled a hundred feet away.
But Yang Prison seemed to be still standing where he was.
"Yang..."
Yu Lingxian was about to speak when his pupils suddenly shrank and he could see Yang Yu's figure gradually disappearing in the wildly swaying candlelight.
Fading little by little and disappearing!
boom!
The sound wave exploded, and the two men were thrown far behind. This sudden retreat showed the two men's amazing Qinggong and horizontal training skills.
However, the two people in the strong wind felt their hearts sinking.
Then one could see, in the fierce wind at night, a black-robed hunter dancing like a flag on the eaves of the house where the two of them must pass.
"How could it be so fast?!"
The tall and thin old man's heart was like beating a drum, and he felt that the man was standing on the eaves, and his breath was vast, as if he was one with the boundless night sky behind him.
A pair of eyes, as bright as stars, as bright as the sun and the moon, pierced his eyes and sent chills down his spine from a distance of more than a hundred feet.
"I'm afraid I can't escape..."
"Fight him!"
At this moment, the two showed an amazing tacit understanding, stopping in no particular order, stamping their feet, burning their blood, and shaking their energy...
The two are nicknamed the Two Demons of Wind and Fire, which does not refer to physical objects, but rather to the idea that the two of them join forces to set fire to the sky in an instant like fire borrowing the force of the wind.
Before Jiazi, the two had a record of jointly killing the Grand Master!
At this moment, with the crisis imminent and no way to escape, the two of them broke out completely, and their amazing energy and blood lit up half of the night like wolf smoke.
The two of them had practiced together for a hundred years, and their true energy was boiling over.
"Wind and fire..."
In an instant, the two of them had regained their determination to fight to the death before Jiazi, and at the same time, a voice that was as cold as ice also sounded in their ears:
"Two old pigs and dogs..."
Snapped!
As if even the thought of fear had not arisen in their minds, the two of them felt their faces heat up, and a pair of palms like red-hot irons were placed on their faces in no particular order.
boom!
Yu Lingxian's heart trembled, and she felt the earth tremble, and the whole manor made unbearable groans.
She subconsciously looked up and saw dust, sand, earth and rocks rising high like waves like a curtain under the starlight.
The two people who retreated suddenly went back at a very high speed, smashing rockeries, landscapes, walls...
Just like two old plows leaving a ravine a hundred feet long and one person deep, they hit you hard in front of you.
"you……"
Yu Lingxian was horrified and then retreated.
At her feet, smoke and dust were everywhere, and the sand and mud were everywhere. The two demons of wind and fire were sunk deep into the mud like a dead dog. Only their flesh and blood were blurred, as if someone had pulled out the face, and the terrifying head was drooping with all the facial features.
in ruins.
boom!
But it was only then that the explosions, shattering, and screams that were being pulled far behind him came all at once, and it was frightening to hear them.
Yu Lingxian was just horrified, but the Liansheng cultists who were gathered by her were already frightened. Some staggered back, some fell to the ground, and even some were almost incontinent...
"Three hundred people are not enough. How many people are you going to need?"
The night wind blew by, and Yang Yu was still standing at the door. Except for a few people, no one even saw his movements.
"Yang, Yang..."
In the ruins, the screams of the two demons of wind and fire became hoarse:
"When the palace lord comes down in person, you will definitely die in a bad way!"
The strong wind was like a heavy hammer, knocking back the harsh voices of the two people, and also rolled back two dusty pills:
"The one who instigated you to spread the plague is the old monster from Montenegro?"
After asking casually, Yang Yu's eyes fell on these two pills, and he felt the strong 'plague' in them.
However, he did not detect the aura of magical power on these two people. It was obvious that there was someone behind these two people.
"The twin demons of wind and fire, the master of Ding'an Fenghuo Sect, joined the Liansheng Cult more than 80 years ago, and was once the protector of the outer sect..."
Yu Lingxian whispered the origin of the two people:
"These two people have not appeared in public for decades. Now it seems that they have become disciples of the Seven Kills Palace..."
"The Seven Kills Palace is passed down from generation to generation. Rather than worshiping in the Seven Kills Palace, these scum are more like dogs sheltering under the old demon's sect."
After scanning through Tongyou, Yang Yu already knew the origins of the two people. However, the book of life and death had not been covered outside the pass, and there were still ambiguities in it.
I couldn't see who was instructing the two of them.
Seeing that Yang Yu knew about it, Yu Lingxian didn't say anything more. She was a little confused, but she didn't ask. She just sighed softly and walked towards the congregation gathered in the outer courtyard.
Not long after, screams and fighting sounds came from the outer courtyard, mixed with curses, begging, and crying...
She came here to purge the evil-doing people in the religion. In more than two years, Xingli and Lizhou had been purged, leaving only Yanzhou.
There were originally more than 4,000 people at the helm here, and most of the believers from good families who had been deceived, who were not in serious trouble, had already been dismissed by her or sent to prison.
"kill me!"
Hearing Yang Yu's footsteps approaching, the tall and thin old man couldn't help but tremble.
He suddenly remembered the rumors about the ruthless person in front of him...
"In two months, more than 60,000 people were infected with the epidemic in Yanzhou. Most of them were old and weak and died. The younger half were strong and strong. They were also in various shapes and bones. They were not dead but also partially disabled..."
"wait wait wait!"
Hearing this calm and indifferent voice, the short and fat old man finally felt confused:
"What kind of plague, we, we don't know..."
"You don't have to tell me whether you know..."
With one hand and one hand, they pulled the two people out of the ruins:
"There are only three hundred people here, but outside Yanzhou City, there are 40,000 new graves and 60,000 people, waiting for you..."
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The branch buildings of Lian Sheng Cult are very particular. Most of them are inaccessible places where ordinary people are not willing to go.
Not long after he carried the two demons out of the valley, Yang Yu had already seen the wilderness with flickering green fire.
It was a deserted suburb more than forty miles away from Yanzhou City. In other words, it was once a mass grave. That's why it was said to be in the past.
This is because, in two months, Fang Ada led people to build more than 30,000 new tombs here.
Huhu~~~
The dark wind blew and the crows chirped.
From time to time there is a shrill wind sound like a ghost howling.
In the wind, Yang Yu stopped. In front of him was a cemetery that stretched for many miles. In the eyes of ordinary people, there were only graves one after another and paper money blown by the wind.
And in his eyes, the evil spirits gathered here, and where the green light flashed, there were clearly thousands of ghosts!
The Jikuixing star corresponds to the heavenly star above and the netherworld below. It belongs to the star god and is also the ghost and god of the underworld.
But this was Yang Yu's first time seeing a ghost in a real sense.
Souls, ghosts, and ordinary people are often put together, but they are actually not the same.
According to Gui Ying, the soul is yang and the soul is yin. When a person dies, the soul is still there. At this moment, it is called the soul.
Only when the yang returns to heaven and the spirit and soul separate, what remains are ghosts.
In fact, the great master who unified the three elements of essence, energy and spirit will remain and disperse after death, so he is not a ghost.
They are 'ghosts and gods' who are not recognized by the underworld.
In fact, in ancient times, those whose body and soul were immortal after death, whose three elements were united into one, and whose yang energy never dissipated, were also called yang gods. They were qualified to be called ghosts, gods, and even earthly beings.
Duan Qilong, Feng Hao, Ma Longtu, Chen Xuanying, and Gui Ying all belong to this category, and those inside and outside the large tombs in front of them are the real 'ghosts'.
In other words, those who are alive are called souls, and those who are unconscious are called ghosts.
"The weather is getting closer..."
Looking at this scene, Yang Yu thought to himself.
A person's lifespan is divided into yin and yang. If the yang lifespan is exhausted but the yin lifespan is not yet exhausted, there will be a soul left behind.
In ancient times, there were people with great supernatural powers who opened up the underworld to accommodate souls, and used their supreme magical powers to open up the "reincarnation", so that the yin life was transformed into the yang life, reincarnated for three lives, and only after the yin life was exhausted, was it truly annihilated in the world.
However, a person's yang life depends on the physical body, and the existence of yin life depends on the spirit. When the tide goes down, the gods are destroyed, and the ghosts are naturally more difficult to survive.
Therefore, in Sanxiao Sanren's theory of tides, "a hundred ghosts walking at night" and "a hundred ghosts walking by day" are all signs of the rising tide.
This was much faster than he expected...
"Master, do you want to eat? These new ghosts have nothing but resentment. I'm afraid they taste bad..."
Suddenly, the ghost baby poked his head out from his sleeves. He looked at it curiously and then shook his head in disdain. Just as he was about to say something, he immediately shrank back when he saw his master's cold eyes.
Phew~
Although he had calmed down, Yang Yu's arrival still shocked the tombs, and many ghostly figures that were only three-quarters of a human and seemed to have no facial features shrank in fear.
Ghosts have no intelligence, but they also have fear. In addition to fear, there is also greed for the yang energy of living flesh and blood.
"Hundred Ghosts Night Parade..."
Yang Yu sighed slightly as he glanced at the ghosts in the tombs.
These were all the people who died from the plague in Yanzhou City. Most of them did not know how to practice spirituality. After death, their 'yang energy' dissipated and no spiritual wisdom remained.
But on the other hand, the instinctive thirst for "Yang Qi" is weak at this time and dare not approach living people. However, as the weather changes gradually approach, they will inevitably eat living people, swallow the Yang Qi, and regain their spiritual wisdom.
But their original yang energy collapsed, absorbing other people's yang energy, treating the symptoms but not the root cause. If they want to maintain their intelligence, they must constantly devour the yang energy of living people...
"Ashes return to ashes, dust returns to dust. Yang Yu has taken the blame for your hatred, you all, rest in peace..."
With a long sigh, Yang Yu summoned the purple-gold evil-swallowing gourd.
There are more than 30,000 new graves and more than 10,000 ghosts. At this time, the spiritual energy is not showing, so naturally nothing will happen. However, once the weather changes to "a hundred ghosts travel every day", Yanzhou City, which is so close at hand, may cause another disaster.
Ghosts have no spirit, only the instinct of resentment, but they will not remember any feelings of fellow countrymen...
"ah!"
As if they sensed something, the cowering ghosts were frightened at first, and then rushed towards them. The ghost shadows twisted and set off a large green fire.
"What, what?"
"No, no, there's a ghost? There's a ghost!"
The two demons of wind and fire, who were thrown to the ground and had their energy and blood sealed away, seemed to have noticed something and twisted their bodies uneasily.
They couldn't see the ghosts floating around, but they felt the howling wind, sending chills down their spines, and they vaguely sensed something was wrong.
"Huh?"
Yang Yu's heart was moved, and he took a step back, only to see a group of ghosts screaming and rushing towards them. With the help of the strong evil in this mass grave, they began to tear apart the two demons of wind and fire.
"ah!"
There were screams.
The qi and blood of the great master-level warriors are so masculine that even if Yang Yu banned their qi and blood, a large area of them would be dissipated by the heat when the group of ghosts bite them.
But they seemed to have figured out something, and started to kill them one after another.
For a time, a large area of green smoke filled the air, and the ghostly cries seemed to echo in the real world along with the sound of wind.
"what?"
The two demons of wind and fire realized something was wrong and twisted their bodies wildly, but they couldn't find the means to escape Yang Yu.
"Be good..."
The ghost baby poked his head out at some point, and was shocked when he saw this scene.
The blood of a warrior is masculine, and for ghosts, it is even hotter than magma. The flesh and blood of a grand master warrior, let alone these brats, would burn half of his life with one bite.
These brats are basically committing suicide!
He was so frightened that he couldn't help but look at Yang Yu:
"master?"
“Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner.”
Yang Yu didn't know when he turned around.
Huhu~
In the gloomy wind, groups of ghosts moved forward one after another. Those near them disappeared, while others drifted in from afar.
Finally, with two shrill screams, the two people who had been beaten to death died one after another.
Then,
"It hurts me so much! It turns out it's these lonely ghosts! They deserve to be killed!"
Angry voices echoed, and the souls of the two demons of wind and fire gathered together, roaring furiously, accompanied by gusts of sinister wind, to kill the remaining ghosts.
But suddenly they were shocked, and they turned around stiffly. They saw the mist rolling behind them, and there were ghosts and gods standing in it, with their backs to them.
"you?!"
Suddenly, the two of them realized something was wrong.
The ghost and god turned around at the right time, and there seemed to be thunder flashing in his eyes. Then, a strong wind blew up, as if the ghost and god opened its mouth and swallowed up all the ghosts and souls.
Buzz!
Almost at the same time, Yang Yu noticed a movement coming from the depths of his soul. He suddenly closed his eyes and concentrated, and saw the dark starry sky originating from the Sea of Laws.
The stars are getting brighter...
That is, his destiny...
"There is no destiny chart for the ultimate level, and there is no destiny chart for the ultimate leader of the world, but it only needs to be the leader of the stars at the top and the leader of the ghosts and gods at the bottom.
The destiny map can naturally be ignited..."
Good night, good night. I wrote it out forcibly, six hours... It's terrible, I went to bed.