Cover the sky: start from swallowing the magic pot

Chapter 248

Suddenly, Yang Yi stopped, her lotus steps moved lightly, the corners of her skirt fluttered, her slender body blocked Su Yu, she said in a deep voice, "The weirdness is coming!"

"Aww..."

In all directions, there is a ferocious scene, full of ghosts, each one is as dry as sticks, with yellow hair, black body, dry and ferocious, skinny and bones, some have dragon heads, some have phoenix wings, some have mermaid bodies, some look like gods, They bared their teeth and danced their claws, and screamed everywhere, as if they were in hell.

All the corpses in the coffins of the ancient clan had mutated and turned into terrifying puppets and ghosts, which was daunting.

These creatures are all strange and unique, they represent the glory of the past clan, they were chosen by the Immortal Emperor to become his subordinates, and they know the horror of life without even thinking about it.

Su Yu stared at these ghosts with indifferent eyes, holding the Heaven Swallowing Magic Pot and the bronze ring in his hand, he was not afraid of anything.

The fighting power of this group of ghouls is astonishing, each of them is comparable to a holy lord, and the best among them is even comparable to a Dacheng king, or even a half-saint, but under the Heaven Swallowing Demon Jar, this is just a pile of ashes, which does not move him.

"Aww..."

A group of fierce ghosts were roaring, and the black moon hanging in the air and the Yin River circling the body and the bloody sun traversed the body. These were the scenes that accompanied them. The ground was covered with black footprints. This place was as cold and terrifying as Senluo Temple.

Yang Yi sacrificed the Silver Moon Holy Pagoda, and the chaotic green lotus in the sea of ​​bitterness emitted a little green light, which was extremely crystal clear. Holding this thing, she was not afraid of anything.

"Ow..."

In all directions, there were wailing and howling sounds everywhere, as if the gate of hell had been opened, and there were black and dry figures everywhere, and the law came forward.

"Don't use the emperor's soldiers, otherwise you will frighten away the existence in the dark, and Zhang Lin is among them."

Responding to Su Yu's reminder, Yang Yi nodded slightly, and then sacrificed the Silver Moon Tower, unleashing the terrifying majesty of the holy way, a silver divine light flew out, bursting with immortal divine brilliance, entangled with countless order divine chains, and coerced Nine Heavens.

Like a pure and innocent moonlight, the divine light flew over, and all the corpses of ghosts that touched the moonlight slowed down, affected by inexplicable laws.

A cold look appeared in Yang Yi's beautiful eyes, and her hands formed a seal, completely mobilizing the Silver Moon Sacred Pagoda.

"Destroy!"

In an instant, more than a dozen fierce ghosts stopped, and then turned into dust and scattered in the void.

These corpses were ancient gods who had followed the Immortal Emperor before their death. Their power was overwhelming, and they were sealed by the Immortal Emperor to protect the Emperor's son in future generations.

However, when Emperor Wushi entered Zishan, he killed them all in one thought, leaving only the immortal body, which was buried in the ancient coffin with the Dao pattern, and is now controlled by the five generations of Yuantian masters and turned into puppets.

Yang Yi constantly volatilized the holy power of the earth, urging the holy soldiers to refine the ghost.

Suddenly, there was a burst of cold laughter, and a surge of resentment rose and fell like a tide, and finally overwhelming, making people feel chills all over and chilling their souls.

"Roar…"

In all directions, one after another, the ancient gods were all roaring, surrounding the place, each one was dry and black, with messy hair like grass, some shrouded in a divine ring, some had a black moon above their heads, and the weather was extraordinary.

It can be seen that if their strength in life is revived, they will definitely make the mountains and rivers lose their color, and the sun and the moon will be dimmed, enough to flatten the world.

Because they are the ancestors of the clan, they are undefeated generals, they all had great identities in the past, and they only listened to the orders of the Immortal Emperor, they are the ancestors of all clans in the ancient times.

Behind many withered black corpses, a tall figure walked forward, and the temperature in the hall dropped sharply, as if falling into an ice cellar.

Eerie and weird, his whole body is covered with terrible red hair, more than half a foot long, even on his face, only a pair of dark eyes can be seen.

His red mane is very long, like the most ferocious devil, giving people an extremely vicious and resentful feeling, as if he wants to kill the common people.

Yang Yi, who was killing the ghost, had a feeling in her heart, she stopped in a daze, with tears falling from her eyes, she looked very charming.

"You are Zhang Lin"

The red-haired monster remained silent. He looked at Su Yu with burning eyes, and chanted eeriely: "The past life has been forgotten. At the end of reincarnation, everything will be empty, and everything will come to an end...I will guide you back to your place."

Su Yu didn't say a word, because of the chaotic body and the heart of the ancient tea tree of enlightenment, he practiced the way of Yuanshu very quickly, and now he has stepped into the realm of Yuandi master. It can be said that the nine days and ten places are the closest to Yuantian existence of the teacher.

That's why he promised Yang Yi to help him find Zhang Lin, otherwise he would give himself a headache if he alarmed Zishan Zuwang.

The words of the red-haired monster warmed his heart, and he thought in a daze, "Am I recognized by the five generations of Yuan Tianshi?"

The next moment, the red-haired whirlwind blew up on the ground, mixed with whining sounds, and the entire interior of Zishan was gloomy, getting darker and darker. What is the underworld, it is here, and there is no difference.

All the ghosts are roaring and they are moving forward together. If they swarm up, even the ancient sages will be unable to resist, and will die from exhaustion of their holy power.

An eternal black light flew out, illuminating the darkness of this place, and a magic pot flew across the sky, dispelling all the filth and darkness, and the surrounding black corpses kept retreating, feeling the power of extreme weapons.

The Heaven-swallowing Demon Pot dominates the world, with strands of crystal-clear black light flowing, the emperor's aura hangs down, annihilating everything, even the fierce ghost transformed by the five generations of Yuan Tianshi can't stop its sharpness, and is fixed in place by the magic pot, unable to move .

The red-haired monster's eyes radiated fear, and countless streams of black energy erupted from its body, and its body was constantly struggling to block the supernatural power.

Seeing that the red-haired monster was about to break free, Su Yu shouted to Yang Yi: "Use Qinglian Emperor's soldiers immediately to kill him!"

A verdant green lotus flew out, Yang Yi felt the once familiar atmosphere, and thought of Zhang Lin's once handsome and handsome, heartbroken.

"Zhang Lin! I'm Yang Yi."

Hearing this crisp and pleasant voice, a gleam flashed in the eyes of the red-haired creature, and then a look of pain appeared on his face. Under the pressure of the Heaven Swallowing Demon Jar, he moved his lips and said word by word: "Yang Yi."

Suddenly, a tragic breath erupted, and Zhang Lin's eyes were suddenly as red as blood, and she suddenly became ferocious and terrifying.

He raised his hand to form a series of Yuantian lines, with endless power, which was much stronger than Su Yu's Yuantian lines, and then he disappeared into the ground, avoiding the black light, and regained his freedom.

After dozens of breaths, a howl sounded, with inexplicable rules, causing all the ancient corpses to stop retreating and walk forward slowly.

"Su Yu, you can restore his sanity, even for a short moment!"

Yang Yi took the initiative to hold Su Yu's hands, and begged, three thousand black hairs were hanging down, with a faint fragrance, exuding an intoxicating aura.

When she walked towards Su Yu, the plain white gauze skirts on her body swayed alternately, outlining two straight and slender arcs, her figure was graceful and graceful.

Yang Yi didn't care about the black corpses in front of her with the emperor's soldiers in her body. Under the barrier of the Heaven Swallowing Demon Pot and the Chaos Green Lotus, these ghostly black corpses could only roar angrily, and their arms covered with dense Dao patterns slapped the barrier of Emperor Qi, sending out golden stones. Crash.

Looking at the tearful Yang Yi, Su Yu sighed softly, stretched out a hand as white as jade, and wiped away his tears, thinking of a way to awaken Zhang Lin's mind.

"Ringing the Endless Bell can revive him, but will it wake up the bell soul? This can only be the last resort!"

(End of this chapter)