Mysterious world, I was handed over by my daughter to Zhen Mosi

Chapter 192 The Nine Great Ghosts Kill the Evil Monarch, and the White-robed Elder Comes Down the Mountain

"This is……"

Xie Jun's eyes froze suddenly, and he recalled the words that Maoshan Taiyin God had said to him before.

Within the boundaries of Dongzhou, Wu Mian, one of the three supreme ghosts and gods, has a total of seven ghost relatives under his command, all of whom are powerful and have a long history.

However, Fengdu, which is outside the three supreme powers, has a total of twelve ghost relatives under its command.

According to the meaning of the Taiyin God, this not only surpassed Wu Mi in number, but also far surpassed Wu Mi in overall strength.

As for Fengdu, he did not participate in the war that year.

So Xie Jun only knows a little about Wu Mi's ghost family, but compared with the white-robed high priest of Buzhou Mountain, Wu Mi's ghost family is still much weaker.

At this moment, under the power of Izanagi's seal, he has recovered to the peak of the past, which is the strength that can restrain the three white-robed high priests.

This is powerful enough to be proud of.

"Come on, let me see what kind of demeanor the so-called Fengdu ghost family has." With his hands behind his back, he looked up at the nine vortexes around the black coffin.

The breath became more majestic and deep, and there was thunder and thunder in the twisting room, presenting a chaotic scene.

But after a while, a figure stepped forward in the air.

The moment he left the black coffin, the entire Maoshan territory sank suddenly, all the generals of Maoshan tribe bowed their heads one after another, their expressions were all pale, and no one dared to say a word.

It was a young man without a shirt, his bronzed skin was engraved with strange totems, his red hair fell down to his shoulders, and swayed all over the sky, giving him an evil and bewitching feeling.

His pupils are in the shape of hooked jade, his eyebrows are inscribed with swords, and there is a jade ring hanging on his left ear, accompanied by electric arcs and thunder, which seems to be some kind of rare magic weapon.

Especially his hands were covered with blood, and his nails were like silver moon scimitars.

With such a posture, the corners of Xiejun's eyes twitched slightly.

Whether it's the aura or the face, it brought him an inexplicable pressure.

"Hmph, bluffing."

The evil monarch still stood with his hands behind his back, standing proudly in front of the black coffin.

Immediately afterwards, another distorted space shattered, and Xu Bu walked out of the second figure.

At this point, the coercion of Maoshan's territory directly increased, and all the generals knelt down one after another, not daring to raise their heads.

A hurricane blew up, and the sky changed. In Xie Jun's sight, it was a person wearing a mask and miraculous armor, and he couldn't tell the difference between male and female.

But on his shoulder, he was carrying a thick iron pestle, which is also a rare magic weapon!
The aura is deep, like the Immortal Vajra, covered in armor, it looks like the body is incomprehensible, and the magic is impenetrable, and the corners of Xiejun's eyes twitched again.

"Hmph, you two are mere two, I don't take it seriously." He straightened up again, with evil energy flowing through his body, as if he was unparalleled in the world.

As soon as the words fell, the black coffin shook, the third twisted space shattered, and the third ghost family walked out.

The territory of Maoshan suddenly felt a little overwhelmed, the hundred miles of mountains trembled slightly, and the particle mist in the air was so heavy that it was hard to breathe.

Xie Jun's body tightened inexplicably, he hadn't seen clearly what the third ghost family looked like, the fourth twisted space also shattered, and the fourth ghost family walked out.

At this moment, the four ghost relatives came to the world, the law of the Maoshan domain collapsed, and several shocking gaps appeared in the sky, like the rupture of the barrier!
Xie Jun finally felt the threat, his hands under the sleeves began to sweat, and his lips became more and more dry.

But this is still not over. When the fifth, sixth, and even seventh ghosts stepped forward in unison, the territory of Maoshan was finally torn apart, and the barriers fell apart, revealing the outside world of Dongzhou.

This couldn't hold the breath of the seven ghost relatives in Fengdu at all, and it also made Xie Jun's face turn pale, his lips turn purple, and his body remain stiff.

If it's just Hong Mei and the ghost in armor, he does have the confidence to fight against them.

But these seven people in front of them have almost the same level of aura, and their realm strengths are all above the late stage of the Holy King!
His confidence was gradually shaken, and Xie Jun felt an unbearable sense of oppression before he had fought. His back, which was originally straight, slowly bent down...

When the hurricane roared, the sky changed, until the eighth and ninth Fengdu ghosts appeared, and the black coffin finally stopped shaking.

But for the entire Maoshan territory, it was tantamount to a devastating blow.

In the eyes of the evil king, nine figures stand in the sky like nine gods!

"It was you just now, disrespectful to my lord?"

Hong Mei's pupils flickered slightly, and her red hair was flying all over the sky. The extremely strange fluctuations set off a chill in the forest, and the moment the words came out slowly, the gazes of the other eight ghost relatives also looked at the evil king.

For a moment, Xie Jun only felt a huge force coming from his shoulders, and his heart shrank suddenly.

"Oh, so what?"

Xie Jun responded indifferently, although his face was already pale and a drop of sweat could not help sliding down his forehead, he still did not lose his demeanor.

Seeing this, Hong Mei's long hair danced wildly in an instant, but in an instant it turned into countless cold needles, pointing directly at the evil king.

"Killed."

The calm words came out, and the long hair strangled away immediately.

The armored ghost family also swung the iron rod, ruthlessly slammed it at the evil king, and said another word, "Kill it!"

boom!
The boundary of Maoshan roared, and the iron rod swept down through the air, and there was a thunderous sound, and the fragmentation of space and the emergence of chaos could be seen along the road.

All the remaining ghost relatives stepped forward in one step, staring coldly at the evil king, and the divine voice spread across the universe, shaking the world together.

"Killed!"

The nine tones rolled straight to the ears and mind of the evil king.

He turned pale and backed away. He was already bombarded by fierce long hair. With an annihilation storm, he flicked his sleeves to block it, bursting out with the shadow of a black dragon, but was pierced on the spot!

In addition to being terrified, before he could move, the vajra iron rod had already descended on the top of his head.

His complexion changed drastically, and Li Xiao rolled up a gray magic seal, forming the light of the sun and the moon, but unexpectedly he couldn't bear the huge force, and was smashed to pieces.

The iron pestle landed on the top of his head with a roar, his body collapsed violently, his seven orifices spurted blood in all directions, and when he staggered back, he roared again and bombarded with his palms, finally supporting the iron pestle.

However, before he could catch his breath, another bloody whip swept across, and the sound broke through the sky.

He suddenly turned his head to look, with a terrified expression, until he slapped half of his body fiercely, his flesh and blood spattered, and the evil wind directly shattered.

The body was out of control and flew upside down.

Without stopping along the road, another sword light exploded, sealing off the entire field, and the light and cold pierced through limbs and bones within a range of ten miles!

"I don't accept it! You guys... use the more to bully the less!"

The evil monarch screamed, and his proud heart was crushed to pieces.

As soon as the words fell, a burly figure flashed in front of his eyes, and his huge black fist was filled with the light of hell.

Xie Jun's pupils widened, full of fear, and frightened, desperately urged the power of magic, gathered cross marks in his palms, intending to resist.

"Soul Fist!"

With a deep voice, with a ruthless killing intent, he opened and closed his fist and slammed into the palm of Xiejun, ignoring all the power of magic, and went straight to the depths of the soul.

There was no abnormality in his body, but there was a terrifying sense of tearing, and a huge hole was instantly collapsed in the ground of Maoshan.

The evil king's soul was blasted out of his body, and his eyes were dull as he watched a ball of chains dance wildly, piercing the forehead of the soul.

In the distance, another forest of white flames swept over, completely enveloping the soul.

"No!"

A scream of despair spread across the mountains and fields, and the evil king never expected that he would end up like this just after regaining his freedom.

Each of the Fengdu ghost relatives who came out of the black coffin possessed extremely terrifying strength and unique means.

Maybe he can gain the upper hand fighting alone, but what he is facing is a whole nine!
Even the white-robed high priest of Buzhou Mountain would run away with his head in his arms!
Originally thought that the so-called ghost family belonged to the same level as the miserable generals he encountered back then, but the gap was completely incomparable.

In response to the words of Maoshan Taiyin God, it is better to fight without misery than to provoke Fengdu!
After the ashes remained alive, the screams gradually weakened until they disappeared.

The soul of the evil king was completely burnt. The nine Fengdu ghost relatives watched indifferently. After confirming that the evil king was completely dead, they stepped out of the air and left the Maoshan territory.

And under the lofty mountains, those thousands of Maoshan ghost soldiers have already prostrated on the ground and trembled, allowing the ghost family members to cast their spells and destroy the territory without a word of complaint.

Many years ago, the Twelve Ghost Families of Fengdu were an invincible small team, deterring Dongzhou through the ages.

The previous birth of Bai Luo and Yaodao had already silenced the Maoshan Taiyin God, let alone the appearance of the twelve gods now.

The sudden death of the evil king was entirely because he chose the wrong opponent.

When the storm subsides and Maoshan becomes silent.

Far away at the location of Huangquan Road, under its underground abyss, many martial arts experts who were suppressed and detained by Yan Mozi were awakened one after another, and opened their silent eyes.

They all looked at the five-faced ghost Buddha. From some time ago, the five-faced ghost Buddha was revealing a strange and terrifying fluctuation.

Its five sides were distorted, and endless black mist rose up, and there was a grinning laugh, which was extremely ear-piercing.

"It's the power of Izanagi!" Xiao Yujing's witch horse saint is from Xitianzhou, and she must have some understanding of Izanagi who was born and raised in Xitianzhou.

Looking at the strange appearance of the five-faced ghost Buddha at this moment, it is clear that something in the body has awakened, and the source of this breath belongs to Izanagi!
The Yufu boy on the other side sneered: "It seems that the rumored Great Evil God has made another move. He has actually planted a lot of seeds in Dongzhou."

As Tianbao Guisheng's subordinate, Yufu Tongzi also heard a little about Izanaki. Tianbao Guisheng once told him not to get involved in this force.

Goddess Wuma's expression changed somewhat, because in the territory of Xitianzhou, the origin of this Izanagi is extremely terrifying, and Xiao Yujing has only vague records and knowledge of him so far.

Although he did not cause major turmoil in West Tianzhou, he refined countless creatures in other regions of Wuhuang Continent.

The people of Dongzhou are innocent. If Izanagi makes any move, it will be another scene where hundreds of millions of dead souls are wandering.

"Mount Buzhou is the sacred mountain of the Dongzhou human race. They probably won't stand by and watch." The witch-horse maiden murmured, looking at the sky in the distance.

With the shackles of the ghost book cast by Yamazi, even if the five-faced ghost Buddha is annexed by Izanagi's power, it will still be unable to leave the way of the underworld before 49 days.

But I just don't know how many seeds Izanagi planted in the Dongzhou territory.

How many lives in Dongzhou will be affected by this disaster.

While the witch horse saint was contemplating, at this moment, in the boundary of Buzhou Mountain, under the scene of white snow floating in the sky, there was a crooked old man leaning on a cane, looking at the clouds in the distance.

He seemed to be able to observe the sky, and he could faintly see fifteen strands of black air tumbling, but in the end, one strand of black air dissipated inexplicably.

There was a sigh, full of vicissitudes: "The catastrophe is approaching, and the ten thousand people in Dongzhou should put aside their prejudices and go hand in hand as they did back then, but they all went to the Maitreya Realm to compete for the Dao fruit."

He shook his head, watching the black air in the sky reveal, feeling very bitter in his heart.

In the all-out demon war, human priests fought against human ghosts and gods. Because of Izanagi's arrival, they were forced to join hands to advance and retreat together, and only then did they save the vast land of Dongzhou.

Now the seeds of Izanagi have been stimulated, but the conflict between human sacrifices and human ghosts and gods has not been resolved so far.

I don't know what is going on in Maitreya Realm, the three supreme ghosts and gods are all gone, Ji Zu also leads his troops to go, there is chaos in the barren part, the priest queen is also missing, only the Jiuli family is still there.

While sighing slightly, a woman in blue shirt appeared behind the old man.

She cupped her hands respectfully, and asked, "Elder White Robe, what instructions do you have?"

The old man turned around tremblingly, took out a token from his cuff, and handed it to the woman.

"Warning the 22 lineages of the Dongzhou Human Race, and based on this order, send all the white robes of Jiuli, Moon Eclipse, and White Robe of Huangbu to suppress the turmoil."

After the old man finished speaking, the woman quickly took the token.

While hesitating, he spoke again: "Reporting to the elder in white robe, there is news from the location of Huangquan Road. It is reported that King Yama of Fengdu Mountain has taken away the two magical artifacts, the seal of the judge and the ghost book."

"Do we need to send someone to borrow one or two from Shushan?"

After the words fell, the white-robed elder showed strange eyes, as if he was a little surprised by the ownership of these two magical artifacts.

"Have Fengdu been taken... that's fine." He nodded slightly, and said again: "Except for that one, no one can dispatch all the tribes of Fengdu Mountain, you just need to do your job well."

After saying that, the woman took the order and retreated.

The reason why she came up with this thought was that the two magical artifacts, the seal of the judge and the ghost book, had great effects on evil spirits other than the human race.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is not too much to be regarded as an emperor.

Even though Yama hadn't grown to that level yet, it was of great help to the current situation.

However, following the words of the elder in white robes, except for that person, no one can dispatch the power of Fengdu Mountain, so he can only give up.

Soon, there was a burst of sunlight from the foot of Buzhou Mountain, and tens of thousands of long rainbows gushed out, heading towards Dongzhou in all directions.

Among them, sixteen white-robed high priests and one hundred elders were impressively included!
"Old man, I don't know if this body is good enough or not." The white-robed elder watched Changhong's departure in the sky, and moved his shin a little.

He is the head of the white robe and also the head of the elders, belonging to the foot of Buzhou Mountain, a legend of a thousand history!
The crutch was lightly opened, and the moment it landed, there was a seal of dharma, and his body suddenly disappeared.

(End of this chapter)