The years when I opened a coffin shop in the world of Ninth Uncle

Chapter 217 The Battle Begins
"kill--"

The shouts of killing soared into the sky, resounding throughout Fengdu.

Countless ghost soldiers, all with scarlet eyes, their whole bodies soaring, fearless of death, rushed towards the underworld.

Under the cover of the lingering dense fog, the ghosts in Fengdu could only hear the resounding shouts of killing.

Everyone was frightened and worried about their own future.

And these turbulent thick fogs have gradually penetrated through the doors and windows, being inhaled by these uncultivated ghosts.

Immediately, the ghost in Fengdu sensed a trace of abnormality in his body, his eyes turned red, and fangs grew out of his mouth.

"Wow—"

Countless ghosts broke out of the windows of the houses, threw themselves on the street, landed on all fours, their sharp claws drew sparks on the ground, and rushed towards the underworld.

All of a sudden, the Fengdu Underworld was full of wild beast-like ghosts, and the ferocious roar and roar sounded like thousands of wild beasts rumbling.

"Dense fog can confuse the mind and stimulate the evil spirit in their bodies."

Xu Ping, who was standing on the roof and watching from a distance, showed horror. He found that after a long period of fermentation, the dense fog penetrated into every hole. After being inhaled by these ghosts, it aroused the evil spirit in the body, making it look like this.

"What the hell is Earth Store Bodhisattva doing? Is he crazy?"

Xu Ping watched this scene in disbelief.

In order to take down the underworld of Fengdu, does this bodhisattva really want to make the underworld empty from now on?

These beast-like ghosts have no morals on their bodies, and they can't resist the erosion of their minds by the dense fog.

But these dense fogs only made them stronger, and they were still vulnerable to ghosts with cultivation bases.

It's just a matter of turning one sword into two swords.

In this way, enhancing one's combat power to solve the problem of overcrowded ghosts is really a good hand.

No!

Gotta have a way.

Seeing more and more ghosts being eroded by the dense fog and turning into killing beasts, Xu Ping concentrated his mind and began to think about countermeasures.

With such a large area of ​​thick fog, it is obviously difficult to blow it away only by the technique of controlling the wind, so another method must be thought of.

Xu Ping was falling into deep thought, when suddenly there was a shout from the street.

"die!"

"what--"

On the street surrounded by ghosts, a sword light suddenly lit up, and they slashed down with all their strength. These ghosts who had turned into wild beasts instantly turned into dust and dissipated under the sword light.

It was Wang Baishun who came.

Holding a sharp sword in his hand, he landed beside Xu Ping, and hurriedly said, "This dense fog bewitches the mind and turns ghosts into bloodthirsty monsters. That Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva must have gone crazy."

His opinion was the same as that of Xu Ping, who believed that Earth Store Bodhisattva's actions were simply destroying the underworld.

Xu Ping shook his head and said, "I don't know what he's thinking, but the most important thing right now is to disperse the dense fog as soon as possible."

Through research, it is known that the thick fog will intensify the internal changes during the rolling process, and it is this change that produces the effect of making the ghost mutate.

At this time, the dense fog is only in this area, if it is completely diffused, it is very likely to permeate the entire Fengdu.

When the dense fog appeared before, Xu Ping had already observed it, but he didn't find anything unusual. Presumably, True Monarch Zhong Kui also had a similar observation.

From this, we can know that the Dao and deeds of this Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva must be higher than that of himself and Zhong Kui.

The dense fog in front of them is even more difficult to deal with.

"Brother Wang, no matter what, we must stop these ghosts who have turned into wild beasts, and we can't let them join the ghost soldiers again."

Wang Baishun nodded: "I'll do it!"

As he spoke, he jumped to gather the monks he had contacted before.

But Xu Ping sat down cross-legged, the chaotic energy in his body surged, the sound moved the surrounding fields, and there was a strong wind in the surroundings instantly.

The gust of wind swept across, with Xu Ping as the center, rolling the surrounding dense fog, turning into a huge tornado.

After a while, the tornado became bigger and bigger, and Xu Ping's cross-legged figure also slowly rose into the air, flying in the air, driving the tornado and rolling up the thick fog around him.

In an instant, the dense fog was pulled and stopped the surging movement.

But there are still some locations that Xu Ping has never touched, and the dense fog is still expanding.

Xu Ping had no choice but to try his best to keep the dense fog by his side, but not long after, there was already the sound of fighting.

It was Wang Baishun with nearly a thousand ghosts, who were besieging and chasing these monsters. They just rushed to the high mountain where the underworld was located, and did not stop at all.

……

Thick gray fog drifted over, looking out from the underworld, the entire sky turned brown-gray.

The tumbling dense fog gave people a sense of breathless oppression.

And under these thick fogs, there is a thick evil spirit blown by the wind, permeating around the high mountain where the underworld is located.

The world is bleak.

Feng at the foot of the mountain was covered with heavy dark clouds, and in the dark clouds, thousands of ghost soldiers rushed towards them, shouting and roaring.

Countless figures approached the high mountains of the underworld from all directions, densely packed with no gaps visible, and ghost shadows everywhere.

In the eyes of each ghost, there is a red light shining.

They were already insane, and the various weapons in their hands were all shining with a gray luster. When they looked at them, they shuddered.

However, under the cover of the dense fog, there are still streaks of light shining in the dense fog.

Several ghosts broke through the encirclement circle temporarily built by Wang Baishun, and joined the large army of ghost soldiers.

Zhong Kui stood in front of the main hall of the underworld, and behind him were all the ghost generals lined up one by one, all of them looked solemnly, looking at the crazy crowd of ghosts at the foot of the mountain.

Above the crazy group of ghosts, there are still many figures flying in the air. Their skills are obviously higher than these low-level ghost soldiers.

Zhong Kui shouted loudly: "Under such persecution today, the communication with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has completely collapsed yesterday. The current situation cannot tolerate our kindness."

"Everyone..."

"Get ready for battle!"

The voice just fell.

Then a tree root and fork flew out from the mountain, landed at the foot of the mountain, pierced the ghost soldier's body, and nailed him to the ground fiercely.

The well-prepared ghost soldiers and ghost soldiers appeared on the mountainside, and threw the trident vigorously, taking away the lives of one ghost soldier after another.

There are only tens of thousands of ghost soldiers above the underworld. It is really difficult to resist hundreds of thousands of ghost soldiers.

The offensive of the ghost soldiers was like a huge wave hitting the shore, wave after wave, unstoppable. Under the cover of a thick fog, the ghost soldiers defending on the high mountain were already somewhat defeated.

The leader of the opposite party, King Chu Jiang and the two ghosts, were in the center of the ghost group, perfectly covering up their own weakness.

Seeing this scene, Zhong Kui was in the underworld with a serious expression on his face.

Zhong Kui knew very well that his own advantage lies in the fact that the number of masters is several times greater than that of the opponent.

Therefore, before that, he had made a plan based on King Chujiang's character, letting go of the enemy's leading position, and giving priority to dealing with the high-level combat power of King Chujiang.

But he didn't expect that the always proud King Chu Jiang would curl up among the ghosts instead of leading the ghost soldiers to charge.

Beside him, the veteran Cao from Maoshan frowned and asked: "Zhenjun, our plan seems to be impossible to realize."

Zhong Kui took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "Since he doesn't want to come out, then I will go find him personally. In short, we must not let them rush up the mountain."

Say it.

Zhong Kui strode down the mountain and rushed towards the foot of the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain at this time, the underworld has already built countless lines of defense. The reincarnation road of Hesitation Underworld is very narrow and long, easy to defend but difficult to attack, it can be regarded as a natural barrier.

But the dense fog that drifted to the high mountain in the underworld gradually stopped surging, and instead formed a cloud ladder at the foot of the mountain, extending directly to the mountainside.

This startled the ghost cao who had been supervising the battle. For example, Zhong Kui and other meritorious cao ghost generals all needed to go into battle to make up for the lack of combat power.

Therefore, the plan was changed, and the task of sitting in the underworld was given to him.

Seeing the cloudy ladders formed by the dense fog on the mountainside, Gui Cao was so anxious that he waved the spear in his hand, trying to destroy these cloudy ladders.

But the ladder is a means for Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to hide his face, so how can he be shaken by just a ghost.

He was very anxious at this time, but at this moment, there was another ominous messenger to report: "I tell Mr. Ghost Cao, there are suddenly a large number of ghost soldiers coming from the cliff to the west, and they are almost approaching the underworld. "

"what?!"

Gui Cao's face changed drastically.

There is no road to the west, so there are only some vigilant teams, and no Yin soldiers are guarded. If this is lost, the rear will not be stable.

How to do? !

At this time, most of the tens of thousands of Yin soldiers in the underworld have been set up on the road of reincarnation, so the defense force in the underworld is very weak.

Gui Cao forced himself to calm down, his trust in Zhong Kui was unreserved, since True Monarch Zhong Kui didn't make any arrangements, could it be that there is someone behind him.

But he didn't dare to gamble.

After contemplating for a moment, Gui Cao mobilized some Yin soldiers who were staying in the underworld, and rushed to the west to delay the time as much as possible.

It is led by Yan Jun who is loyal to the underworld.

……

King Zhuanlun rushed to the west with hundreds of Yin soldiers, and saw four or five ladders extending from the foot of the mountain, and countless figures formed a long black dragon on the ladders.

From time to time, there will be ghost soldiers scrambling to be the first, and they will be squeezed down.

And there was a figure vacating in the sky, it was the Emperor Song, holding a gleaming sword in his hand, meeting the eyes of the King of the Wheel, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The strength of King Zhuanlun is among the ten halls of Yan Jun, which is about the same as that of Pingping King, and far weaker than that of Emperor Song. Therefore, he is confident that he will be the first to attack the underworld this time and get the six reincarnations first.

At that time, even if the frontal attack is blocked, you can still control the right to speak. Without the hell of the six realms of reincarnation, is it still called the hell!

Seeing that it was Song Emperor who led tens of thousands of ghost soldiers to attack, King Zhuanlun groaned in his heart, so he had to order to launch long-range suppression first, and suppressed the formation by himself, not daring to be rash.

Fortunately, the underworld is not unprepared these days, and has specially prepared some magical weapons to resist the invasion of ghost soldiers.

Hundreds of erratic soldiers were arranged in stages. The first and second rows were all armed with continuous shooting crossbows. After luck, there would be a gleam of light immediately, and after the power was charged, they would shoot out.

Each continuous shooting crossbow can shoot five crossbow bolts in a short period of time.

And these ghost soldiers stood densely on the ladder, and there was no way to avoid them. Although many arrows still missed, most of them still fell among the ghosts.

Thousands of crossbow arrows took away hundreds of ghost soldiers on the ladder.

Seeing such a scene, the Wheel-Running King was overjoyed, and shouted loudly: "All give me the aim point."

As he spoke, he held a trident like the minotaur in the third row, and threw it violently. Pu Yi, the modified trident, fell into the crowd of ghosts and exploded instantly, shattering the crowd of ghosts around him. , the air wave brought the ghost group behind them back again and again.

The trident thrown by King Zhuanlun was aimed at Emperor Song, and it turned into a red-glowed trident, which arrived in an instant, but was firmly held by Emperor Song.

That's it?

Emperor Song glanced contemptuously at King Zhuanlun in the distance.

The wheel runner who observed this scene was also shocked, but in the next second, a faint smile appeared on his face.

Say a word lightly: "Explosion!"

The trident in Emperor Song's hand exploded violently, sending his figure flying down from the sky, looking ashamed and embarrassed.

Relying on the long-range attack method, one's own side gained the upper hand and blocked the opponent's offensive. The King of the Wheel was very happy and full of fighting spirit.

……

"Or not!"

Xu Ping was in a tornado, surrounded by the edge of the dense fog, but the dense fog spread too fast, and it was impossible to completely dissipate it.

Although he was not affected at all by the thick fog, Wang Baishun was already exhausted.

More and more ghosts were affected by the thick fog, turned into monster ghosts, and ran towards the underworld.

Hearing someone's cries of pain coming from over there again, Xu Ping gritted his teeth and suddenly soared into the air, flying into the air.

I heard Zhong Kui say before that the sky above the underworld is actually illusory and non-existent. No matter how violent the hurricane is, it cannot blow the dense fog into the sky.

Xu Ping pondered for a moment and made a bold decision.

Since there is no place to digest the dense fog, then use the devouring technique to directly incorporate the dense fog into the body.

Although it might be a bit dangerous, Xu Ping still intends to try it out. As long as the situation is not right, he can stop the behavior of continuing to swallow the thick fog at any time.

……

Wang Baishun waved the bone sword in his hand, and every time the sword fell, there would be ghosts that turned into monsters and turned into powder.

But even so, after a long fight, he was extremely tired.

"If there is no other way to solve the dense fog, all the ghosts in Fengdu will cease to exist." Wang Baishun felt a little cold in his heart.

Although those who are responsible for Taoism will not be affected by the dense fog, they will eventually run out of strength in the face of this vast number of monsters.

"Pharaoh!"

"Is that kid reliable? Don't let us die here, he has already run away."

Some ghosts became dissatisfied and shouted loudly.

Wang Baishun immediately shouted: "Yu Dagou, shut your mouth, even if you run away, he won't run away."

As he spoke, he glanced out of the corner of his eye, and found that Xu Ping had stopped summoning the wind, but plunged into the dense fog.

(End of this chapter)