The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

A trace of surprise flashed in Song Xing's eyes. He didn't expect that what was stored in the shield in the puppet's hand was actually a small spirit gathering array. It gathered the energy of heaven and earth very slowly, but the victory was continuous. Moreover, it can use the energy of the surrounding world to generate powerful power and has extremely strong defense. Even if Song Xing wants to split the shield in a short time, it is not easy to do it.

"It's weird."

The body of the heavenly demon frowned secretly, feeling a little strange in his heart. But he didn't hesitate and rushed forward again.

A series of fierce collisions broke out in an instant. The puppet held a shield and fought with Song Xing. But the power transmitted from that shield was too strong. Every collision made the body of the heavenly demon feel a sense of soreness and pain all over his body.

In a collision, Song Xing's long sword almost came out. This feeling made Song Xing more and more aggrieved.

"How could this happen? How could the shield in the puppet's hand be so powerful? Even a real heaven-level spiritual weapon cannot compete with it. The most important thing is that the shield's defense is too powerful."

He remembered very clearly that just now, he had cut the shield open with a sword. Logically speaking, the pure heaven and earth energy inside should have been consumed. But as a result, the shield not only did not After being damaged, he becomes even tougher. Even he is difficult to destroy. I'm afraid it's not easy to defeat him.

Song Xing cast his gaze towards the ghost realm beneath his feet and stepped out, causing the void to tremble, as if he was stepping on a solid floor. He squeezed the Seal Jue again in his hand and spit out an obscure spell. Immediately, I saw that the entire ghost town suddenly became crazily distorted.

At the edge of the ghost realm, a huge gap suddenly opened.

Immediately afterwards, it was like a big mouth, tearing open, revealing a dark passage, which exuded a deep and cold atmosphere.

"What the hell is this."

Song Xing's face sank slightly. This scene was obviously unexpected. However, after taking a look at the passage, Song Xing stepped into it without hesitation. As soon as he stepped into the passage, his eyes suddenly fell into darkness. But in just a blink of an eye, his vision returned again.

"Ok?"

When the scene in front of him reappeared in his eyes, Song Xing couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. In front of him was a vast group of tombs. The coffins in the tombs were piled up like a mountain, and the evil aura on each corpse was extremely strong.

Song Xing raised his eyes and glanced around, only to see that endless ghosts were raging all around. Whether they were living or dead ghosts, they all gathered towards those ghosts, seeming to be devouring the essence of the ghosts. Unknowingly, Those ghosts have undergone transformation, and the hostility in their bodies has dissipated a lot. The original ferociousness has become docile, and it seems that they have completely recognized the destination of these ghosts.

"This is the road to sacrifice!!"

Song Xing's face showed surprise. Looking around, with a thought, he already understood what was going on.

After absorbing the essence and blood of the deceased, the ghosts themselves will gradually transform into docile existences. These ghosts were born as a result of being sacrificed. Once they leave the altar, they will inevitably become disoriented, lost, and perhaps suffer. Some unexpected events. Now seeing these ghosts, they have merged into these ghosts. That is a big opportunity. As long as there are enough ghosts, the number of these ghosts can definitely continue to grow, and it is not impossible to even be promoted to the ghost king level. In one fell swoop, he became a high-end force in the underworld.

This is a special sacrificial ceremony.

In Hades, there is an altar.

But the altar requires sacrifices, so you need to continuously conquer and obtain all kinds of precious and rare things as sacrifices to offer to the underworld before you can build an altar. Otherwise, without sacrifices, any sacrificial ceremony would be impossible to carry out. This is determined by the rules in Hades. "Hmph, these ghosts are indeed good things, but it's still a little short of being able to eat these ghosts."

The body of the sky demon glanced indifferently at the ghosts around him, with a cold look in his eyes, and waved the weapon in his hand again.

Just when the body of the sky demon was swung out, a sharp sound was heard piercing the air, followed closely by a sharp-edged spear thrust over without any warning. As fast as lightning, almost in an instant, it appeared in front of him. Bring out the terrible sound of breaking through the air. It stabbed straight into the neck of the demon body.

This shot came too fast. Moreover, it contains an inexplicable power. Even if he stood on the spot and did not dodge, he still had a sense of danger, which made the body of the sky demon instinctively swerve to avoid the spear, but the spear still passed by and left a mark on his neck. The next streak of blood.

At this moment, a rain of arrows swept in overwhelmingly, covering the surrounding area.

Song Xing's reaction was also very quick. The sword in his hand turned into endless sword shadows, constantly interweaving in the air, completely blocking the arrow.

But the next second, intensive war drums sounded again. All he saw was that on the drum beating platform, a majestic body stood on the war drum, with his arms outstretched, holding two huge war drumsticks in his hands.

Amidst the sound of the war drums, war drumsticks were smashed down crazily. The war drums roared like thunder. In the beating of the drums, the sound of the war drums kept passing out, falling on every inch of land and every brick and tile, making the whole war drum sound. The sound continued to spread like a tide. One layer after another, waves rolled out and swept in all directions.

"Ah!! It hurts so much. I can't stand it anymore. Who is beating the drum?"

"Stop it, I can't bear it, my head is going to explode."

"This drum sound not only attacks the human body, but also attacks the divine sea. The divine sea is going to collapse. Get out of the range of the war drums, we can't stay here."

"Help, help me, I can't bear it. Is this punishing me? Is this drum retaliating against me? Why did my sin happen to me?"

Amidst the beating of the drum, a Zun Yin soldier screamed and fell from the drum, falling to the ground. Their bodies lay stiffly on the ground, twitching constantly and bleeding from their seven orifices.

Some ghosts even exploded to death, completely destroyed by the sound of war drums.

This drum beat was specifically aimed at the ghosts. It was dealing a devastating blow to the ghosts.

In the sound of drums, one after another figures rushed out, and it was clearly visible that under these ghosts, there were ferocious and terrifying Yin beasts, and ferocious and cruel Yin horses. These Yin beasts were covered in tough scales, with ferocious fangs, and soldiers riding on their backs.

With one breath, the Yin beasts spanned a distance of hundreds of meters and struck fiercely in front of Song Xing. Each of them held a spear in their hand and looked fierce.

"Damn it, how dare you show off in front of me. You are really looking for death."

Song Xing frowned when he saw it, with a trace of anger on his face. Immediately, a domineering pressure burst out from his body. (End of chapter)