I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 487 Useless (asking for monthly ticket)

Sang Que's eyes were determined and he attacked with all his strength.

A theater building rose up on the spot, dark clouds pressed down overhead, and heavy rain came suddenly.

The wind was howling like a mighty army galloping past, creating huge waves out of nowhere that hit the outer perimeter of the theater building with all their might. White foam was flying everywhere, and the huge waves were rapidly pushing up as if they were going to swallow up the entire theater building. The majestic momentum was terrifying.

Zuo Jin was also standing in the center of the theater. As heavy rain fell, countless pale arms appeared out of thin air and clung to him tightly.

He did not dodge or evade, but smiled lightly. The huge Black and White Impermanence stood up against the waves, looked down at the theater, and the soul-catching rope and the mourning stick came down together.

Ring!

A master's sword flew into the air, drawing a clear water line in the rain and hitting Bai Wuchang right in the body. Amid the sound of thunder, Bai Wuchang and the mourning stick that was hit by him were wrapped in strange arcs of electricity and were fixed in mid-air and trembling.

At the same time, the humming and singing voice penetrated the roaring thunder. The soul-catching rope thrown out by Hei Wuchang was gently pinched by the hand with orchid fingers. Large patches of oil paint began to appear on Hei Wuchang's face, and his whole body was shaking, unable to move.

"Certainly!"

Sang Que shouted at Zuo Jinye, and disappeared from the spot the next moment.

With a "swish" sound, the sharp blade pierced into the flesh. Sang Que's hands had already been filled with ghost power, and the blood-red blade pierced directly from Zuo Jinye's back to his chest.

At this moment, a giant snake with two horns on its head emerged from under Zuo Jinye's feet, coiled up, and bit Zuo Jinye's shoulder fiercely with its mouth.

All this happened in just a short moment.

However, Zuo Jin still had a faint smile on his face as he looked at the scarlet knife that pierced his chest with a look of regret in his eyes.

"You know, this is useless."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zuo Jinye's entire body fell to the ground like a cracked clay sculpture, peeling off and collapsing piece by piece.

Boom!

The theater building shook and a golden light flashed in the sky. A Buddhist tablet formed by countless golden Buddhist scriptures, with the sound of chanting, pierced through the storm clouds and slammed down fiercely. The entire theater building collapsed and was swallowed by the surrounding waves.

Sang Que dodged instantly at the first moment, but suddenly heard a Taoist bell ringing in his ear. His body suddenly stiffened, like a ghost restrained by the Taoist power. He could only watch as a huge Taoist magic sword chopped down from above his head, unable to resist.

wow~
The body of the mulberry bird was split in half and shattered into water.

The rushing water poured into the bottomless abyss from all directions. Another Sangque emerged from the water and saw Zuo Jin standing intact on a protruding boulder in the waves, with the Black and White Impermanence still standing like giants behind him.

Ring!

The master's sword returned to Sang Que's hand from the water by itself. The rainstorm gradually turned blood-red. A blood-curtain-like ghost domain was forming in the sky above Zuo Jinye. It was plain and simple, like a giant inverted bowl, covering his head.

Sang Que shouted at Yin Tong, gritted his teeth and pulled up the theater building again. The rising theater building slammed into the blood curtain pressing down on his head.

The theater collapsed, fragments fell, and the blood curtain was covered with spider-web cracks, spreading wildly.

Amidst the raging wind and waves, Sang Que and Zuo Jin also used their respective ghost domains to confront each other, neither giving in even a single step.

The Black and White Impermanence's mourning sticks and soul-catching ropes came down from overhead again, and most of the theater collapsed.

"Earth Immortal Boy, kill him! You can take whatever you want afterwards!"

Yin Tong and the five actors appeared on Sang Que's side respectively. The silver ornaments on Yin Tong's body vibrated, and all kinds of poisonous insects poured out like a tide, climbing up to the sky along the theater building, gnawing at the blood curtain above their heads, accelerating the collapse of the blood curtain.

The five actors changed to singing a magnificent martial arts play. The music of the opera had a strange power, which once again stained the faces of the Black and White Impermanence with paint, and their clothes gradually changed into costumes. The Black and White Impermanence resisted the power of the God of Drama, and Sang Que shouted "Get lost", and the Black and White Impermanence was immediately shattered into smoke by the invisible force.

Sang Que teleported in front of Zuo Jinye again and stabbed the master's knife in his hand into his chest.

Ring!

The iron ring at the tail of the master's sword vibrated violently, and electric arcs flew.

Zuo Jin also frowned slightly, feeling some pain, but he still looked at Sang Que with pity, and said in a deep voice, "It's useless. No matter what you do, you can't kill me. Ghosts and gods are immortal."

After saying this, Zuo Jin in front of him also shattered into clay fragments for the second time.

The golden Buddha's palm and the Taoist sword pierced through the thick dark clouds together, bringing with them heavy pressure and smashing the theater and everything inside into pieces.

Sang Que floated up from the waves for the third time. Zuo Jinye and Heibai Wuchang were still standing there, without any change from before.

It is indeed useless to kill him like this, just like she herself is difficult to be completely killed now. After dying once, she can crawl out of the water again.

There are tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of ghost slave corpses in the water ghost's lair that can be used to replace her life. Although the number is unlimited, it will take a very long time to kill them all, not to mention that she can also bring floods to the world during this period and capture the ghost slaves.

The same goes for Zuo Jin, he is also endlessly killable. The key point is where is his real body, is he as I guessed?

Zuo Jin didn't care how many times Sang Que killed him, and he didn't even have a strong desire to resist, because he could afford to delay, but Sang Que couldn't.

The longer it drags on, the more ghosts and dark forces will flow into the Chinese side. There is only one Xia Chan at the fifth level. If a sixth-level ghost runs over there, Xia Chan will be in danger.

As for the Dawn Base, they may not be able to hold out for too long under the Ghost Sea tactics.

Sangque once again spread out the ghost domain and pulled up the theater building.

"Yin Tong, let's go together..."

Sang Que had just opened his mouth when he suddenly turned his head and looked around, but Yin Tong had disappeared without a trace.

The only ones left in the theatre were the five actors who represented the god of drama and Old Tian, ​​who was shivering in the corner.

"She ran away!" Zuo Jinye's voice came, "You can't trust people, let alone ghosts? If you don't find her weak spot, she won't live and die with you."

"Damn it!" Sang Que clenched his back teeth and stared at Zuo Jinye.

Zuo Jin also advised, "Do you still want to continue doing this useless work? Why not come with me and see how long your fairyland can last under the hands of these ghosts, and whether you will become as crazy as me by then."

Sang Que's eyes were firm. "So what if it's useless? If you don't kill me today, I will kill you a hundred thousand times, a million times, to see how many lives you can have!"

Zuo Jin also sighed, "You are as stubborn as your mother. Judging from your behavior, you have borrowed the power of the water ghost to ascend to the ghost realm. Then, as long as we find the lair where the water ghost hides and destroy your real body, all this will be over, right?"

Zuo Jin also raised his hands to the sky, "Water ghosts are causing troubles in the world. I beg Shou Fo Daojun to take action and eliminate this disaster!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Sang Que felt the pressure on her body relieved. She looked up in panic and found that the power belonging to Shou Buddha and Daojun hidden behind the dark clouds had disappeared.

Sang Que's heart tightened and he was in a dilemma.

Zuo Jinye's eyes were cold, "Let's see whether you kill me first, or I destroy your real body first."

"Stop talking nonsense and come and kill me!"

Amid the deafening sound of waves, the theater building that had been damaged several times once again broke through the waves and rose up from its original position. Accompanied by the heroic sound of opera, Sang Que, holding his master's sword, killed Zuo Jinye.