I have a roll of fairy pictures

Chapter 212 Trouble
"Damn it! You're crazy! How dare you!" Seeing Huo Taixian's mouth shape, the ghost master uttered obscenities.

Huo Taixian smiled triumphantly, turned his head to look towards the southwest land, and looked at the terrifying ghosts that were still coming out of the barrier between the two worlds, with a dignified look in his eyes: "What should we do now? How can we stop the invasion of the ghost world? Are all the evil spirits kept out?"

"No way!" Li Wenfang shook her head: "Don't think about it, it's impossible at all! The Heavenly King Lao Tzu has come, and there is no way. Even if the Buddha who created the sixth heaven comes, it can't stop the fusion of the two worlds."

Huo Taixian frowned, and there was a look of solemnity in his eyes: "Is that so?"

"The fusion of the two worlds has become a certainty." Bai Mingli said the same.

Since the two said so, it seems that there is no room for maneuver.

Huo Taixian looked ugly, raised his head to look at the sky, and stood there without saying a word.

"Hahaha, kid, don't waste your time. Do you think you can stop me from descending into the world? It's just wishful thinking." The ghost master's voice was full of sarcasm:

"I'm afraid you don't know that the countless ghosts descending on the southwest land will continue to devour the foundation of the southwest land and feed back the lives of trillions of sentient beings to me. After the population of the southwest land dies, they will turn into ghosts and strengthen me again. The power of the ghost world." The ghost master looked at Huo Taixian:
"There are billions of sentient beings in the southwestern land feeding back. I will definitely come to this world in less than ten years. Who can stop me by then?"

"Old Ancestor, it is a foregone conclusion that I have descended into the human world, no one can stop me!" The ghost master's voice was full of arrogance.

He has merged with the ghost world to live forever, and ten years seems to be no different from ten days to him.

"Oh?" Huo Taixian glanced at the ghost master lightly, but didn't answer.

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The Imperial Army Gathers
At this moment, Wen Zhong, the Twelve Mythical Seeds of the Academy of Natural Painting, and Gui Ling and Jin Ling of Shengtian Academy of Painting stared at the field with serious eyes.

The ghost world descended, and the world barrier sealed off the southwestern land, so naturally they couldn't hide it from everyone outside.

"Uncles, what happened? The black sky seems to be ominous, and it's so gloomy that it makes people feel frightened." Wen Zhong asked.

Gui Ling didn't speak, but looked at Jin Ling.The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit hesitated for a while before asking: "Is it the ghost world?"

"It should be." The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit took a deep breath: "I seem to think of a legendary picture scroll of the ghost world, but that picture scroll was torn up tens of thousands of years ago."

"You mean...someone sacrificed blood to the southwestern land, causing the ghost world to descend to the human world?" The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit showed a look of horror in her eyes.

"That's right! I'm afraid someone has sacrificed blood to the Southwest Land and colluded with the Ghost Realm. If the Southwest Land really becomes the territory of the Ghost Realm..." The Holy Mother of Turtle Spirit showed a look of horror in her eyes.

event!

Big deal!
It is simply a big event of earth-shattering.

"Ask the ancestor to come." The Holy Mother of Jinling lowered her brows.

"Do you think there is still time for the ancestor to descend?" The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit looked bitterly at the world inside the barrier, and the overwhelming ghosts descended from the ghost world, as fine as raindrops.

"Preach the faith to the patriarch, and then you and I will enter the ghost world to prevent the ghost master from coming." The eyes of the Holy Mother of Jin Ling revealed a touch of coldness.

Gui Ling nodded, and a portal appeared in front of him, and then the Holy Mother of Gui Ling threw the handwriting into the portal:

"The Patriarch is engaged in a major event, and it will take at least an hour to get out in time. Then you and I will go in and prevent the ghost lord from coming. You must not let the ghost lord's avatar descend to the world, otherwise the human world will inevitably be in chaos."

While speaking, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit slashed out with a sword, and the void in front of her was broken, and the two walked in hand in hand.

Seeing the resolute backs of the two, Wen Quan was a little dazed: "What should we do?"

"The southwestern land has turned into ghosts, what else can we do?" Wen Zhong said helplessly, "Just wait for the news."

The twelve mythical seeds over there look at each other, and Wang Yan's eyes showed a sense of relief: "Is this the end of this war?"

"It's true that it's over, but our catastrophe may not really be over." Princess Nanxi stared coldly at the ghost barrier in front of her: "Now there is a person who is more suitable to help us overcome the catastrophe. I am afraid that the ancestors will tell us to use the hands of the ghost master to achieve enlightenment, and there is no one in the whole world who is more suitable than the ghost master to help us overcome the catastrophe."

Hearing this, the Twelve True Inheritance Disciples looked bitter, and Wang Yan smiled bitterly: "Is it still inevitable to die? I don't know the meaning of the patriarch's doing this at all. Could it be that the legendary power of destiny is really that strong?"

No one answered Wang Yan's words, the whole world fell into silence, and everyone stared at the world in front of them in silence.

In the ghost world, the ghost master laughed triumphantly: "Wow, what a pure life force, I feel that my cultivation is getting better and better. The vitality in this world is really intoxicating. Such a pure soul, so delicious .”

The ghost lord opened his mouth wide, and countless souls from the southwestern land soared into the sky, and were swallowed by the ghost lord with the two worlds in his mouth, with an intoxicated look on his face.

"It can't go on like this." Huo Taixian's face was ugly, holding the Fantian seal in his hand, his eyes were thinking about whether he could smash the ghost master to death on the barrier between the two worlds.

"Don't think about it, it's not that easy! Although your Fantian Seal is powerful and can smash the barrier between the two worlds, the ghost master is between the barriers between the two worlds. We seem to be only ten feet away, but the real distance is probably not Tens of millions of miles, your Buzhou mountain seal can't be thrown that far." The four-legged snake rang in Huo Taixian's ear:

"But although you can't smash the opponent to death, you can find a way to suppress the evil spirits in the world, so that the evil spirits in the ghost world dare not enter the world of the underworld."

"Tell the evil spirits not to dare to enter the world of the underworld?" Huo Taixian was taken aback when he heard the words, and countless thoughts were spinning rapidly in his mind.

The words of the four-legged snake gave him inspiration and enlightenment. At this time, he stood there with a hint of thought in his eyes: "What should I do? What scroll do I have to prevent that evil spirit from entering the mortal world?"

Huo Taixian thought of the land map, and he could continue to pardon the land master and ask the land master to suppress a land.

But the land master's strength is too low, facing those old ghosts, he is no match at all.

How to do?
"It's an opportunity, it's also good luck. If I can seize the control of the Southwest Land and the belief in the Southwest Land, at least half of Middle-earth China will fall under my control. I'm afraid Taigong Tu will be able to make a move at that time." Right?" Huo Taixian's thoughts flickered rapidly.

"Boy, don't think about it, break this damn barrier quickly, let's escape and ask our ancestors to help. Naturally, if the sky collapses, there will be a tall man standing on top of it. You have a cultivation base that can't even be compared with mythology. Why are you joining in the fun? ?” Bai Mingli on the side tried to persuade him helplessly.

"That's right, how difficult is the Southwest Land? This is beyond what our myths can handle, or even a certain great religion can handle. The crisis in the Southwest Land can only be suppressed by the imperial court." Li Wenfang's eyes showed a gleam at this point. gloat.

The imperial court's suppression of the evil spirits in the southwestern land will inevitably divert most of its energy. By then, how much energy will the other five princes have?

The opportunity he had been looking forward to at the Academy of Natural Painting for so many years finally came.

"Don't go, if you want to go, you go, I want to figure out a way to break out of the catastrophe in the southwest." Huo Taixian shook his head, with a stubborn look in his eyes.

Li Wenfang and Bai Mingli were speechless, if they could break the barrier of the ghost world, why would they still need to spend time here?
She had already run away.

"If you want to stay here, you're fine, and we won't stop you, but are you going to open this barrier for us first? Tell us to go out?" Bai Mingli looked at Huo Taixian, looking at him eagerly.

The corner of Huo Taixian's mouth curled up: "Want to go out?"

The two nodded again and again, as if they were chickens pecking at rice.

"Think about it. If you don't solve the crisis in the Southwest, no one will talk about it. I won't stop you, but you can't hold me back." After speaking, Huo Taixian stepped forward, feeling ashamed The gathering of chances, the condensed endless energy in the dark, turned into Fengshui Qi, and a land god has been pardoned.

Looking at Huo Taixian's tricks, Bai Mingli and Li Wenfang's eyes were straightened, and they stared at the land map in Huo Taixian's hand, and then they all came forward:

"Brother Huo, do you want to help?"

At this time, Bai Mingli didn't take a big deal, but discussed friendship with Huo Taixian, his voice was full of flattery.

If Huo Taixian didn't go out, the two of them didn't dare to force them. Both of them had seen Huo Taixian's methods before. If Huo Taixian came to him, the two of them would not be able to resist.

Huo Taixian will leave the ghost world sooner or later, so it is better to follow him.

Time passed little by little, and Huo Taixian took a step forward, constantly enlightening the land in the southwest.

十尊
Hundred Zun
千尊
The gods of the land kept returning to their places.

Although the land god is no match for those thousand-year-old ghosts, he still has no problem dealing with ordinary ghosts.

"click~"

Just as Huo Taixian continued to pardon the gods, the southwestern land suddenly surged with murderous intent, a hole was opened in the void, and then a hundred-mile-long sword energy crossed the sky, sweeping out a clean semicircle.

"Fetal Immortal! Fetal Immortal!" Shouted the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit.

"Fetal Immortal!" The Holy Mother of Turtle Spirit also shouted.

"Huo Taixian!"

Anxious shouts spread across the southwest land.

The eyes of Bai Mingli and Li Wenfang next to Huo Taixian lit up, and they suddenly responded: "Two friends, Huo Taixian is here!"

The void sword energy passed by, sweeping across the land for thousands of miles in an instant, and countless ghosts and monsters were turned into ashes as they passed, and were wiped out by the fierce sword light.

"Are you all right? Where is the ghost master? Where is the ghost master? Has he ever come to the world?" The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit asked urgently.

"Ghost master, look!" Huo Taixian grinned, "It's stuck there."

The ghost master who was stuck in the middle over there couldn't help but turn dark.

(End of this chapter)