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Chapter 183 Successfully deciphered!

While speaking, the four-armed Bodhisattva thing started to stand up slowly.

With the sky above his head, the giant standing on the ground, the sky-reaching giant, in the solemn golden light, is extremely sacred, if you don't look at his lower body.

The ugly lower body was made up of all kinds of skeletons, animal bones, human bones, and an unknown liquid. The overall look was extremely disgusting.

The huge claws stepped on the ground, taking a big step almost hundreds of meters.

The distance between Baiwu Mountain and the ghost city is not too far. Judging by the speed of that monster, it will be in front of them in a few minutes.

"Damn! Believers of bullshit, you kneel down and kowtow to Fat Lord, I'm disgusted by Fat Lord!"

The fat man squinted his eyes, and after the four-armed Bodhisattva stood up, he stared at him seriously for a while. When he said that he wanted to keep them as his followers, the fat man sneered and poohed.

In just a short while, the fat man has already seen something clearly.

"Find a way to contact the director. This thing is too powerful. We are no match for him. We can only hold him back temporarily. We won't last long!"

Lowering his voice, he said to Wang Xiaodao and the others, the fat man walked in the front and protected the others behind him.

Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Xiaodao immediately took out his phone and dialed the number.

A busy tone of "beep beep" came from the microphone, but there was no response at all.

"Oops, we are now in a ghost city, and we are separated from the director by yin and yang. There is no way to contact him!"

This was a question they hadn't thought of, Wang Xiaodao slapped the phone viciously, wishing he could smash it into pieces.

At the same time, his words made the mood of several other people feel lost all of a sudden.

"We can't always rely on the director. After studying in the polling bureau for so long, I believe we can do it!"

Knowing that morale is the most important thing at this time, Fatty waved his fist and said firmly.

Even if they can't regard the director as their backing, they can also support the name of the polling bureau!
"Everyone, I'll do it first, let's see who among us can hurt this monster first!"

Throwing three copper coins, in the flash of golden light, Fatty has rushed out first.

"Fatty man, are you playing tricks?"

Since there is no way to retreat, then rush forward and fight to the death!

Ma Xiaoling followed behind the fat man, cursing the dead fat man while making seals, and invited the Liu family uncle who was the best at fighting among the five immortals to come to help!
The old smoker took out his two portraits of the door god, and did the same trick. He was ready to summon the door god.

With Yan Qilin's long sword in his hand, Huo Qilin's dharma power behind him was as high as the sky, his figure flashed by, and his figure could hardly be seen clearly.

Wang Xiaodao turned the compass, and the array under his feet flashed, and the seal was used for strength.

Daoist Qingyun clenched the mahogany sword, looked around vigilantly, and was ready to strike at any time.

In the eyes of the four-armed monster, the actions of Fatty and the others, the four-armed monster smiled dismissively, and his eyes were full of mockery.

The resentful ghosts who were heading towards Baiwu Mountain seemed to have been ordered by the four-armed monster, stopped their steps, changed directions in unison, and came towards Fatty and them.

"Everyone, be careful, take care of yourself, life-saving is the most important thing!"

There is a four-armed monster in the front, and a grieving ghost in the back. The fat man gave the last order.

Hearing what Fatty said, Wang Xiaodao and the others didn't speak, but just nodded.

"Brothers, if we can go back alive, I will treat everyone to a barbecue!"

With a wave of his hand, the fat man said calmly.

"Captain, don't worry, for the free barbecue, even if I only have one leg left, I have to crawl out to eat!"

Wang Xiaodao was very supportive and burst out laughing.

Although everyone pretended to be relaxed, but in this ghost city, where the yin energy was almost continuous, and facing an obviously powerful behemoth, no one was sure.

However, they know one thing, they will not retreat!
"Go!"

Seeing that the grieving ghost and the four-armed monster were still approaching, the fat man gave a loud shout, and the decisive battle began!
Before entering the ghost city, no one would have guessed that there was such a powerful monster under the shadowy Baiwu Mountain.

A monster that was nourished by the entire Baiwu Mountain. Its brand name is Four-Armed Bodhisattva. Its body is shimmering with golden light, which is incomparably sacred. Similarly, the ghostly aura also envelopes the monster. Is this thing a demon or a demon? Fatty A group of them could not be guessed.

While walking, the coercion emanating from the monster made Fatty and the others tremble with fear. They clearly knew that they were no match for this monster, and they couldn't beat it, let alone destroy it.

The ghost market cut off the connection with Yangjian, Fatty and the others had no way to contact Feng Yun, so they could only fight bloody battles and persevere to the end.

Under the action of the four-armed monster, the resentful ghosts became insanely crazy, coupled with the stimulation of the yang energy exuded from Fatty and the others, these resentful ghosts rushed up like hungry wolves, wishing to swallow Fatty and the others alive up.

Even though Fatty and the others used all kinds of means, under such a situation, they gradually became powerless.

"The sunda plate is the wind, appealing to the samadhi god wind, imperial order!"

The array plate under Wang Xiaodao's feet lit up, his figure appeared on the sundial plate, the seals in his hands changed, and a strong wind rose under his feet.

There was a relaxed look on his face just now, but in the next second, with a crisp sound of "pa", the array under Wang Xiaodao's feet was broken up and disappeared.

The sudden gust of wind dissipated, Wang Xiaodao suddenly raised his head and looked at the four-armed monster!

Just in time, he saw that the four-armed monster withdrew one of its arms.

"Just now, it made a move."

He was horrified, Wang Xiaodao never thought that the array he had displayed would be broken so easily.

In a daze, he almost forgot all the spells, and stood alone among the grieving ghosts, at a loss.

The fat man was fighting against the grieving ghost not far from Wang Xiaodao, and from the corner of his eye, he saw the situation on Wang Xiaodao's side, and without thinking about what was going on, he had already controlled three copper coins and flew over.

Jin Guang dispersed the grieving ghost, and the fat man dragged Wang Xiaodao out in time.

Yan Qilin is the person with the most powerful fighting power among them, most of the grieving ghosts are attracted by him, Mo Qilin is activated, Yan Qilin's figure flexibly controls the yin energy, shuttles among the grieving ghosts, as long as he meets him The resentful ghost with the long sword in his hand was instantly wiped out.

Even so, he was still a little weak, blood was already dripping from the wrist holding the long sword, and he was already gritting his teeth to persevere!

The figure of the giant snake behind Ma Xiaoling has become transparent, obviously it can't hold on for too long.

On the side of the old smoker, the two door gods shone with golden light, and the four-armed monster focused on this side.

The four-armed monster stretched out an arm, and slashed fiercely in the direction of the old smoker.

An infinite force hit the golden light protecting the two door gods, and almost instantly, the two door gods were scattered.

With a sound of "噗嗤", the old smoker spat out a mouthful of blood, he could no longer stand on his feet, and fell limply on the ground.

Daoist Qingyun waved the mahogany sword with one hand, pulled the old smoker up with the other, and retreated towards Fatty and the others.

However, Fatty and the others are already unable to protect themselves. At this moment, they have no way out, and there is no way out.

Speaking of it, whether it's Wang Xiaodao's gossip strange technique, or the old smoker's spirit-sending technique, it is their own strength that determines the depth of the technique.

Whether a spell can be used to its maximum power depends on the caster's own ability.

Overall speaking, Wang Xiaodao's strength is still too weak.

If their strength was higher than that of the four-armed monster, how could they be easily shattered by the four-armed monster?
With the help of the door god's portrait, the old smoker invited only a ray of the door god's spirit, whose strength was less than one ten thousandth of his body's. The portrait was burned by the four-armed monster, but he still couldn't do anything to him.

The difference in strength is too great. No matter how they try their best to make a move, in the eyes of the four-armed monster, it is just a joke, an ant that can be crushed by the opponent with a slight raise of their hand.

The grieving ghosts are not their opponents, but their opponents are four-armed monsters.

Wrecked and wounded all over, except for Yan Qilin who could barely stand, the others almost supported each other, so they didn't fall to the ground.

"I can still delay for a while, you guys find a way to escape first!"

With his back facing Fatty and the others, Yan Qilin lowered his voice and didn't look back.

The fat man smiled wryly, "I'm the captain, how could I leave you and run for my life?
Besides, we really can't escape.

Against the four-armed monster, we have only one dead end.

Daoist Qingyun, you are not from our polling bureau, so there is no need to accompany us to die here.

Yan Qilin delaying the time by himself is not enough for us to escape, but we can still hold on for a while if we fight together, take advantage of this time, you can escape! "

Now that their fate is doomed, let's fight for Daoist Qingyun's way to survive.

After the fat man's voice fell, Ma Xiaoling and the others nodded along. As people from the polling bureau, they have their own responsibilities!
Daoist Qingyun shook his head resolutely, "The poor Taoist will not leave you alone to escape.

At my age, I have lived enough, and it is enough to be able to fight vigorously before I die!

You are still young, there is no need to fight to the death here, the poor are protecting you, you go! "

"Quack, you guys have the will to be a strong man who will never return, so don't ask me if I will let you go?

With me here, none of you can even think about escaping.

The world will soon belong to this seat, no matter how hard you struggle, you will surrender at the feet of this seat and become the most devout believers of this seat! "

Not far away, the wild laughter of the four-armed monster fell into the ears of several people.

"Bah, no one believes in a monster!"

He yelled at the four-armed monster, and the fat man spat out a mouthful of blood, showing a fighting spirit all over his body.

"Today, on behalf of the polling bureau, we will fight to the death!"

Daoist Qingyun laughed heartily, "I am poor and have no talent, I am willing to defend the righteous way in the world with all my bones and blood!"

The mahogany sword had already been broken into two pieces, Daoist Qingyun tightly grasped the less than half of the mahogany sword, his face was full of vigor.

The several people supporting each other stood up straight, looking directly at the grieving ghost and the four-armed monster, they stood firm here and never retreated!

There was a cloudy atmosphere and a ghostly aura, among the crowd of grieving ghosts, Fatty and the others were almost submerged.

The four-armed monster standing on top of the sky looked at Fatty and the others proudly, with a strange smile and a strange sarcasm.

The surrounding voices seemed to be silent at this moment, and there was only one thought in my mind, fight, don't fall down!

Sealing, fighting with the grieving ghosts rushing up, the grieving ghosts rushing up continuously, being scattered and reunited, Yin Qi is their source of strength, they are endless.

Fatty and the others have become slower and slower, and their movements have become weaker and weaker. There is darkness in front of them, and they cannot see the light.

They really can't hold on anymore...

Even at this time, Fatty was still trying to contact Feng Yun.

The dialed number only had a burst of busy tone, and finally, the hand holding the phone hangs down weakly, unable to lift it up again...

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Linjun Cultural Relics Department.

"It's over, everything has been translated!"

A steady stream of professors and experts joined in the translation of ancient characters, and after dozens of hours of hard work, the final result was finally achieved.

Everyone cheered excitedly, and they once again completed the difficult translation archaeological work.

Feng Yun's face suddenly changed. Just now, his heartbeat stopped for a moment, as if something bad had happened, and a feeling of uneasiness permeated his heart.

"Director, show me the final translation first!"

Without thinking about it, Feng Yun said directly to the Director of the Department of Cultural Relics.

Only then did the director remember Feng Yun, and quickly handed over a piece of paper.

This is where the final translation is written.

"Baiwu Mountain belongs to Yin, and corpses are buried in Yin Mountain, and resentment gathers to become ghosts.

Collecting the four elements of extreme yin and extreme yang, manifesting the ghost king with two faces, and proclaiming himself a four-armed bodhisattva.

Pindao sealed it and buried it in Baiwu Mountain together with the ghost market.

Those who see this stele, do not remove the stele! "

Seeing the translated content clearly, Feng Yun frowned tightly.

Others also saw this translation, but they understood what it meant.

How does it look like it's telling a story?
Looking at Feng Yun, they found that Feng Yun had a dignified expression, as if he was thinking about something.

Is it actually the ghost king?
With Fatty's current strength, they are no match for the Ghost King at all!
Continue to read the content of the translation in your hand, there is a paragraph behind the stele.

"Siyin Yuxie, sit quietly in the water
The four arms hold the four things, the second is extremely yin, and the second is extremely yang.

Extremely Yin Wood, Extremely Yin Earth, Extremely Yang Fire, Extremely Yang Metal.

Harmony of the five elements, mutual transformation of yin and yang.

The four things are combined on the four arms, the ghost king is hidden, and the bodhisattva is active.

If you want to destroy the ghost king, you must destroy the yin and yang things..."

Feng Yun let out a long sigh. If he hadn't translated the content on the stone tablet, he wouldn't have known that there was actually a ghost king hidden in the ghost city under Baiwu Mountain.

What's even more frightening is that the ghost king has gathered all the four things of extreme cathode and yang.He has truly cultivated the image of a ghost king and a bodhisattva.

Once the Ghost King appeared, Fatty and the others had only one way to die.

(End of this chapter)