Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 210 Guankou Erlang, listen to the tune but not the announcement, Yang Jian is also!
In the execution ground, the eyes of the onlookers showed a trace of unbearable.

Even if they became ghosts, most of them were simple and kind people in their lifetime. Seeing such a flowery little girl suffer so much torture, I always feel uncomfortable in my heart.

In particular, she was once a bad person, guarding one side, and fought against demons.

But even though they couldn't bear it, they could only watch the little girl lose her mind, unable to help. Some old people sighed and silently covered the eyes of the children around them.

The executioner snorted coldly, seeing that the other party's soul was about to dissipate, but still waved the steel whip, wanting to whip it one last time.

He also hated bad people who repeatedly opposed them.

Then there was a sigh.

The steel whip stopped in the air, as if bound by an invisible force, making it difficult to move an inch.

"who is it?"

The ghost guard was taken aback, and pulled the steel whip vigorously, but the whip, which had been going well in the past, seemed to have become a stiff stone at this moment.

Crackling!

The blood-stained steel whip made a sound like firecrackers, and then broke into several pieces. Several flying steel needles pierced the ghost guard's body, causing him to let out screams.

The other ghost messengers also gathered over one after another, looking around with extreme vigilance.

"Who is it? Come out if you have the guts, what kind of skill is hiding!"

A figure slowly walked out from the crowd. He took off his bamboo hat, revealing a handsome appearance. His eyes were like cold stars, his nose was like a dangling courage, his body was as tall and straight as a sword.

"Brother, come back quickly!"

Lu Chunliang used mana to transmit sound, and tried his best to wink, but Li Daoxuan ignored it.

Seeing that Li Daoxuan was about to enter the execution ground, he gritted his teeth and reached out to grab Li Daoxuan's sleeve, trying to take him away quickly.

However, his hand was empty.

Li Daoxuan just stepped out with an ordinary step, but his body moved tens of feet as if shrinking into an inch, and came to the execution ground.

"Brother Lu, I'm really sorry. I've been keeping something from you. In fact, I'm not an ordinary person."

Li Daoxuan continued to move forward, the breeze blew up his hair at the temples, revealing the red mark between his eyebrows.

The ghost messengers waved their steel whips and steel forks one after another, and beat Li Daoxuan.

His eyes were calm, as if a sea of ​​storms was brewing.

Li Daoxuan stretched out his right hand, with a faint golden light flowing on it, and gently shook the ghost messengers.

Jinxing supernatural powers!
The next moment, no matter whether it was the steel whip or the steel fork, they all split inch by inch, turned into a pile of iron powder, and dissipated in the wind.

The ghost messengers froze there, staring in disbelief at their magic weapon that had been reduced to ashes.

Lu Chunliang's heart was shocked, this is... supernatural power?
At this moment, Li Daoxuan no longer restrained his sharpness, his robe fluttered, and there was a mysterious dao charm exuding from his body, like the moistness of jade and the bloom of the moon.

In the eyes of Lu Chunliang, who is running the Dharma Eye, Li Daoxuan's body is glowing faintly. This is the vision after the soul has turned into a Yin god. The huge soul power shines through the body, and only those with high spiritual sense can do it. see.

"Yin... Yin God Realm?!"

Lu Chunliang opened his mouth wide, Brother Li turned out to be a great master of Yin God Realm!

Even if the cultivation base of the Yin God Realm is placed in Maoshan Mountain, it is still a character, belonging to the background of the sect, let alone a Yin God Realm who has cultivated supernatural powers!
Lou Xiaoyun's soul was about to dissipate, but when she saw Li Daoxuan, her pupils suddenly lit up.

It was as if she hid in the temple of Zhenjun Erlang when she was frightened and helpless on that night when demons were rampant.

But she soon realized that Li Daoxuan's current situation was very dangerous.

In fact, she has always been very clear that Li Daoxuan only has the same heavenly eyes as Zhenjun Erlang, but he is not Zhenjun Erlang.

It was as if she had always understood that the god statue that protected her that night actually had no spirituality at all, the gods and Buddhas had long since disappeared, and what the demons feared was nothing but Erlang God's former prestige.

She was too weak to speak, just looked at Li Daoxuan, shook her head with all her strength.

She was signaling Li Daoxuan to run quickly, so as not to be discovered by the ghost king.

If Li Daoxuan does not die and grows into a sun god in the future, then Datang can have another kind and righteous monk.

The people can also rely on one more person.

As for a small person like her, if she dies, she will die. Her only regret is that she failed to pass on the news.

Li Daoxuan understood Lou Xiaoyun's eyes.

But he shook his head.

The ghost messengers burn the will-o'-the-wisps and send out signals, and soon there will be countless ghost messengers surrounding the place, and even the ghost king Xudu may also make a move.

The light in Lou Xiaoyun's eyes dimmed again, her soul dissipated little by little from her feet to her head, and she wanted to say a last word, but she was too tired, her throat had already been boiled by the red-hot iron juice.

"Miss Lou, do you still remember the question you asked me earlier?"

Li Daoxuan said suddenly.

"You asked me if I was Zhenjun Erlang, I said no, you have identified the wrong person."

Lou Xiaoyun had only half of her body left, but she seemed to understand something, and a strange look suddenly appeared in her dim eyes.

"Now let me tell you, I actually lied at the time."

"You did not admit the wrong person."

Li Daoxuan opened his hands, and beams of precious light flew out of the gourd and landed on him.

Jiuyun crown bundles hair, bright silver armor protects the body.

Li Daoxuan put on a whole set of Mingguang Silver Dragon Armor with purple gold shoulders, dragon scale shoulders, unicorn armguards, and tiger head and waist.

From head to toe, there is nothing but silver armor and gold silk, and the precious light is brilliant!

The black cloak was fluttering, Li Daoxuan stretched out his right hand, and a mighty and domineering three-pointed two-edged knife appeared in his hand.

The blade is like cold light shining on the snow, and the handle of the gun is like a silver dragon wrapping around a pillar. The fierce and evil spirit rises into the sky, and the voice of the dragon resounds faintly.

boom!
A bright golden light shot out from the center of Li Daoxuan's eyebrows, he opened his eyes, the golden light was like a lightning bolt, illuminating the entire Underworld.

Those ghost messengers were all reduced to ashes under the golden light that subdued demons, and even the land of the underworld was cut with a deep crack, nearly a hundred feet in length and width, and wisps of scorched smoke rose.

At this moment, Li Daoxuan didn't need to say anything superfluous, and the dead souls who were imprisoned in the ghost city knelt down and kowtowed.

They shouted the divine name of Erlang Zhenjun, their voices were hoarse, and they burst into tears!

Lu Chunliang stared blankly at this scene, he pinched himself hard, and grinned in pain.

Just now, the one I have been protecting, and who is still called a brother...is Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun, Yang Jian? !

Li Daoxuan paid no attention to the excited crowd, he quietly looked at Lou Xiaoyun, who only had his head left, and saw her eyes gradually moisten, revealing an unprecedented expression.

Boom!

A ghost general with a body as large as a mountain came. He was wearing a red copper armor like a branding iron, holding a ghost-headed sword, long hair curly like cinnabar, blue-faced fangs, and a violent look between his brows and eyes.

The number one ghost general in the underworld, Chihu!
Chihu stood in front of Li Daoxuan, overlooking Li Daoxuan, his huge pupils seemed to be looking at a humble ant.

His voice was like thunder, full of dominance over life and death.

"Who are you, dare to break into my underworld?"

At the same time, tens of thousands of ghost messengers surrounded the execution ground like a tide.

Faced with this terrifying scene, Li Daoxuan didn't even look at it.

He looked at Lou Xiaoyun and saw a trace of expectation in her eyes.

Li Daoxuan turned around, holding a three-pointed two-edged knife, wearing a bright silver dragon armor, and a cape hunting, proudly facing the mountain-like red tiger ghost general and thousands of Yin soldiers.

A sonorous sound resounded through the heaven and earth, echoing into the sky.

"Guankou Erlang, if you listen to the tune but not the announcement, that's true for Yang Jian!"

　Something happened tonight, so the Chapter 2 size is slow, I keep everyone waiting, sorry~
　　
　
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