Rebirth of Journey to the West: My Father's Yellow Robe Monster

Chapter 48
On a shady mountain near Youdu, a faint mist shrouded it, ordinary creatures entered, and the mist alone could make them lost and turn them into venomous ghosts in the netherworld.

"Where are the Seven Killing Ghost Generals?"

A skinny old man with a white face and beardless wearing eunuch robes shouted loudly in front of a palace halfway up the mountain.

This person's name is Yin Gong, he is the commander of the hidden guard battalion of Yintian Pavilion, and he is the confidant of the owner of Yintian Pavilion.

"exist!"

Seven ghost generals stepped out, all wearing full armor, with a scabbard on their right waist.The style is simple and clumsy, the whole body is covered with dents and cracks, and there are faint bloodstains, a terrifying chill pervades, obviously he was a veteran in the battlefield before his death.

The leading one even manifested the vision of the bleeding moon behind him, towering like a mountain, and the only general who showed his face, with sharp edges and corners, and domineering eyes overflowing.

"I also ask the seven of you to help Chengyi County King to wipe out the culprits."

The seven ghost generals were silent and did not respond, and Duke Yin didn't take it seriously. These people are not only generals, but also have good luck in their lives, which has violated the law of the underworld.

Due to the protection of the Dragon Qi of the Tang Dynasty, the Yintian Pavilion spent a huge price to cast the seven ghost generals, which are the treasures of the town pavilion.

But unlike ordinary ghost soldiers, these ghost generals possess great power, even after death, their luck has not dissipated, and they are extremely dangerous, at least comparable to a ghost fairy, and they will not resist and are more loyal.

Yintian Pavilion mobilized the Seven Killing Ghost Generals, one can imagine how much they attached importance to this trip, and they were determined to win.

Yin Gong waited: "General Qisha will immediately lead the army to search for traces of the enemy. Even if this son has the secret method of invisibility, as long as he does not leave the altar for a hundred miles, he can be found out."

The seven ghost generals and tens of thousands of ghost troops are already very powerful. Forming a magic circle is enough to open up a ghostly battlefield, making it impossible for the enemy to escape.

"Yes!"

Soon a passage filled with gray air, mist, and ghostly air opened, and the army stepped in one after another, and it gradually became silent.

Lake of Resentful Souls.

Li Tianquan's eyes were dimly lit, and the long knife was drawn out of its sheath, drawing a mysterious and mysterious trajectory, and slashing up, a ghost turned his thoughts, but felt that his whole body was restrained by a trace of force, making it difficult to move.

At the juncture of life and death, he let out an angry roar, and a tragic aura that had gone through hundreds of battles and swept away thousands of troops emerged fiercely, and he insisted on propping up a trace of ghostly aura.

It's a pity that although a blood-black light appeared on his body, he couldn't resist it at all. The knife pierced through and penetrated the body, and the terrifying power immediately shattered the ghost general's body inch by inch.

A wisp of yin spirit was about to escape, but was stirred by the light of the knife, turned into scum, was sucked away by the knife, and sank into the endless darkness.

Then, the sword flashed, and without waiting for the other ghost soldiers to react, Li Tianquan's figure gradually disappeared again.

Li Chengyi's expression changed. At the moment Li Tianquan attacked, he took out an ancient mirror, shining like a bright moon. The mirror light had the power of detection, but it still couldn't break the opponent's secret method of interfering with heaven.

That's all, the key is that Li Tianquan strode away, and his whole body was enveloped by an inexplicable aura. After walking only a dozen meters, his figure became faintly visible.

Even though the sky-peeping mirror in his hand was sprinkled with pieces of cold silver light, but he still couldn't see the enemy's figure, which immediately made him terrified.

He gritted his teeth and said: "No wonder you dare to be so arrogant in front of me. It turns out that it is the secret method of chaotic heaven to hide the breath?!"

His face was gloomy, but he was full of confidence. Once the reinforcements arrive, he will be able to start the Nether Battlefield. Not only can he suppress the enemy's magical powers, he can also distinguish the breath, and he will definitely make the enemy die without a place to bury him.

I don't want this person to be so decisive, just as soon as he tried it, he immediately attacked, killing a ghost general with a single blow, and he couldn't even lock it. This is really terrible.

Li Chengyi's long and narrow eyes stared at the sky mirror without blinking.

After a while, he smiled coldly, showing his white teeth: "It's been many years, and I haven't encountered such a strong opponent. Send an order to gather an army to surround this place."

He said fiercely: "The king of this county consumes his vitality and uses the Great Law of the Underworld to continuously resurrect all the fallen ghost soldiers."

"Even if it is exhausted, he must be exhausted alive."

As soon as he gave an order, the ghost army mobilized quickly, and the gloomy blood moon sprinkled pieces of cold light. Thousands of ghost troops gathered, pressing forward step by step, and began to encircle them.

Li Chengyi spurted a bloody light from his mouth and landed on the sky peeping mirror, his face suddenly turned a little purple, and his incumbent was greatly exhausted.

A yellow spring that was wider than before enveloped the entire battlefield in an instant, and as far as the eye could see, it was gray everywhere.

At this moment, on the edge of the battlefield, a large seal suddenly appeared in the void, and traces of blood hung down, and a figure suddenly appeared, and in a blink of an eye, he rushed in, and the knife flashed, and suddenly pieces of ghost army exploded, turning into The black air disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Then, Xing Tianyin disappeared, and Li Tianquan's figure gradually disappeared.

"What, what's going on?"

Li Chengyi was shocked, "The ghost soldier who was killed couldn't find the brand mark, he was wiped out with a single knife, and it is difficult to resurrect."

He couldn't sit still any longer, his face was livid, he used the Underworld Dafa at all costs, as long as the death and resentment of the ghost soldiers under his command didn't disappear, he could be reborn, and he didn't want to be obliterated.

"Interfering with heaven's secrets and concealing aura, Dao of the Sword, Xing Tianyin, and the power to wipe out ghosts from the root."

Thinking of this, Li Chengyi's face darkened. From this look, this child's life background is not simple, and there are so many untold secrets.

He yelled towards the place where Li Tianquan disappeared: "Scholar, if you are sensible, leave the Nether Passage immediately, and I can let you live, otherwise you will be in big trouble, and you will be in trouble!"

"I'll give you one last chance, don't be ignorant, it's too late to regret it!"

"boom!"

Xing Tianyin suddenly fell down, within a radius of ten meters, the ghost soldiers didn't even scream, they turned into ashes, and a little bit of dark green light exploded, like fireworks, and then slowly dissipated.

"I killed your subordinates right in front of you, what can you do to me?!"

"I think you are just an incompetent and angry person who can only bark."

Li Tianquan sneered, in the sea of ​​consciousness, the newly-earned ghosts were surging, condensing death and hostility, strange and terrifying.

But this is meaningless to the Mystic Demon Knife. It emits a faint light, and with just a sweep, these ghosts can no longer resist, and explode violently, turning into traces of energy and injecting them into the spirit pool.

Li Chengyi's face was ashen, showing a stern expression. The enemy was far more difficult than he expected. There were endless secret techniques, ruthless sword skills, and decisive heart. He had never seen such a powerful Chaoyuan Realm monk.

"The enmity has been forged, once this person enters Guixian, it will be a big disaster and a big threat to me and the entire Yintian Pavilion. It must be resolved as soon as possible—even if a heavy price is paid!"

Thinking of this, Li Chengyi's hoarse voice shouted ferociously:

"Come on, all the ghost troops continue to go up. Even if all eight thousand ghost troops fall today, they will kill this son. I want to see how much mana he still has!"

Staring at Li Tianquan, who was looming and constantly attacking, killing and wounding hundreds of ghost soldiers every time, Li Chengyi's murderous intent permeated the air, as long as he found the enemy's weakness, he could unleash a fatal blow at any time.

"Want to kill me, dream!"

Li Tianquan said, the light of the knife was like electricity, and it was extremely sinister. When a little light of the knife hit, the ghost soldiers fell down one after another, leaving a large piece of scum on the ground.

The ghost soldiers are fierce by nature, seeing this, they are not only fearless, but they are ready to kill, attacking frantically, launching wave after wave of attacks.

Some ghost soldiers with dead bodies were bleeding, and the black and purple blood splashed on the ground, which was shocking.

With a flash of Li Tianquan's saber, another ghost soldier fell down, and with a sound of "Peng", his body exploded.

At this moment, a heart nail pierced through the sky and rushed to Li Tianquan. Li Tianquan moved up three inches between the lightning and flint, and only heard a "poof", the blood light brushed against his body, and at the same time, his back hurt, but he was shot by a ghost. The soldier inserted a mark with an iron spear.

With a roar, he split the ghost and the iron spear in two, but there was still blood splashing on his back, this was the first time he was injured.

"Death to me!"

How could Li Chengyi let go of such an excellent opportunity, the Longevity Picture was like a cloud hanging from the sky, shedding endless magic light, sealing off the void, while he himself rushed there instantly.

Li Tianquan captured his mind, and Ziqing True Fire pulsated between his brows, which immediately made him enter a state of silence, where every inch was detailed and under his control.

He flashed his long knife, and the light of the knife drew an indescribable arc in the air. The next moment, a dozen or so ghost soldiers frantically surged up from around them and exploded in unison, splashing blood, and the figure disappeared at the same time, making the enemy jump null.

At this time, the ground was stained red with blood, and a large number of ghost soldiers fell, some of them lost their souls, some were left with only scum, and some remained with a pool of dirty blood.

Everything in front of him was imprinted in Li Chengyi's eyes one by one. The fierce battle just now took only about 10 minutes, and thousands of ghost soldiers have already fallen.

These ghost soldiers were brave and bloodthirsty. Ordinary monks in the Yuan Dynasty would retreat when facing a pair of ghost soldiers with more than a hundred ghost soldiers, but they were massacred like this.

With depression in his heart, he hissed and ordered: "Form eight battalions and patrol all directions!"

The remaining more than 6000 ghost soldiers immediately acted.

In a corner near the altar, Li Tianquan was panting fiercely, trying to recover his physical strength and injuries.

With a thought, he immersed himself in the sea of ​​consciousness, only to see that the spirit pool had expanded to nine feet nine inches and nine minutes, and more than half of his mana had been accumulated.

"I can kill a thousand more ghost soldiers at most, and then I will be able to complete my Dao foundation and try to manifest my soul."

"So, ghosts and immortals are not far away!"

(End of this chapter)