Xiuxian Supreme in the city

Chapter 539
In the dark abyss, the Ruoshui River broke its embankment and was about to submerge the Hell Mountain. This year's underworld has not yet completed the so-called great cause of calligraphy, and it is already facing disaster.

The cold weak water flows quietly, silently, and wherever it flows, even if it is a rolling rock stream, it is instantly extinguished.

Hell Mountain, as if it has experienced the onslaught of winter, has undergone terrible changes.

Jie~~
Ow!

Those fierce souls in the ghost prison on the eighteenth floor of hell have already escaped. In the underworld city under the Hell Mountain, there is chaos, and the black energy of death and resentment has formed a terrible haze, and visibility is extremely low.

The Nine Lords of Yan were already so chilled that they were powerless to stop them, so they could only watch helplessly.

"Is this kid planning to pierce the sky? What good will it do him!"

Li Daoren, who was forced to come to the underworld, also had an ugly face, looking around, feeling the urge to turn around and run away.

But where could he escape?

There is no place to stand in the world of the sun, the truth of swallowing the sky is exposed, and the realm of comprehension cannot go back.

The old Taoist tried his best to avoid the entanglement of those ghosts, and hurried between the buildings, looking for Ye Liushang everywhere.

Boom~~
At this time, a thunderstorm descended from the sky, which was dispelled by Ye Liushang's spell.

"Hey, I got you!"

Daoren Li smiled slyly, counted his fingers, and stalked in that direction silently, intending to carry out a surprise attack.

However, Ye Liushang had been on alert for a long time. Under a bell tower, a cold flame of dao hui suddenly swept out into the darkness.

"Boy, you are too arrogant. This hell is not a place where you can run wild."

The old Taoist's sneak attack was fruitless, and he quickly launched a head-on confrontation with Ye Liushang. At the same time, he immediately summoned those Lords of Hades to come to support him.

"go!"

"Let him pay the price!"

Seeing the signal from the old Taoist priest, the Nine Lords of Yama led the crowd to kill without saying a word.

They were powerless to stop Abi Hell from reappearing in the world, but there might be a glimmer of hope for beheading this son.

But the actions of the Nine Lords of Yan and the generals of the underworld were not smooth.

Boom boom~
On the way through Hell Mountain, in those rock flow belts, pillars of fire shot up to the sky from time to time, and runes splashed everywhere, causing some ghost officials of the underworld to be wiped out on the spot.

Someone took advantage of the cruel environment of purgatory to cleverly arrange many traps.

"It's the judge's second brother again!"

"These two bloody traitors."

"When this turmoil is over, the two brothers must be sent to death row, go through all the tortures of the [-]th floor of hell, and then be imprisoned in the weak water river, and suffer from sinking forever!"

The Nine Lords of Yan were in a state of desperation, and the betrayal of the water and fire judge caused the underworld to suffer huge losses.

Downstairs of the Bell and Drum Tower, Taoism danced, and the battle was fierce.

Fighting against Ye Liushang again, the old Taoist priest was still invincible and retreated steadily. Seeing that the help was blocked in the Hell Mountain, the old Taoist priest felt fearful.

"Do you really want to kill them all?"

In the eyes of the old Taoist, everything Ye Liushang did was aimed at him.

However, Ye Liushang's eyes were full of disdain while he raised his hands and feet, and he snorted: "You old clapper, you are just a stumbling block for my visit this time, and it's not worth my efforts to target you."

"Hmph! Leave alive first!"

The old Taoist roared angrily, cut off his own blood, spewed out a mouthful of blood, and performed the ultimate method.

A big yellow gourd flew up from the old Taoist priest's hand, and the blood turned into shiny red runes, which attached to the gourd. The mouth of the gourd was aimed at Ye Liushang, and it actually wanted to take him in.

Different from treasures such as Xuanshui Mirror and Jinyu Daoist Robe, this yellow gourd has always been a portable Taoist treasure of the old Taoist priests, and has witnessed the rise of the old Taoist priests.

As soon as this natal Taoist treasure came out, under the desperate urging of the old Taoist priest, it exuded a terrifying aura of swallowing mountains and rivers, and even the Nine Lords of Hell, who were dying on Hell Mountain, were moved by it.

woohoo~~
There was a strong wind, and countless ghosts and ghosts around were trapped in the blood gourd.

Although Ye Liushang stood still in front of Hongjin and the others, and his treasured body was radiant, his brows were slightly condensed, seeing through the old Taoist's intentions, and said coldly: "Do you want to train a ghost?" The devil is coming to deal with me!"

On the surface, the old Taoist seemed to want to take Ye Liushang into the blood gourd, but in fact the drunkard's intention was not to drink. On the way just after chasing him, the old Taoist had already taken away a lot of ghosts, and now it was just by fighting against Ye Liushang. The pretense has been intensified, creating a ruthless situation in which all ghosts become demons in advance.

Those blood gourds are self-contained inside, and the ghosts that are taken away will immediately start fighting inside, and the time for all ghosts to become demons will be greatly shortened.

The Nine Lords of Yan, who were on the way, heard the words, their faces were ashen, and they were very angry.

The birth of a ghost will inevitably cause a big trouble for the underworld. This old thing has no regard for the future of the underworld.

"Jie Jie! This situation is caused by you alone, Daoist, I just use the other way to deal with the other body."

Li Daoren flew back and distanced himself from him, trying to buy time for the ghost in the blood gourd to be born.

Ye Liushang's expression was slightly concentrated, and he glanced behind him: "Hongjin."

"Yes, Master."

Hong Jin stepped forward, flew away without hesitation, and threw herself into the blood gourd.

Li Daoren was stunned, and then sneered and mocked: "What a big man in the fairy world, he is really cruel. You want your ghost slave to go into the gourd to prevent the ghosts from appearing, but have you ever asked the Taoist master if he agrees!"

While speaking, the old Taoist tried another trick. While arresting the ghost, he even made the blood gourd crazily absorb the dense black energy of ghost resentment around him.

The runes on the gourd, which were originally bright red, suddenly turned black, and there were terrifying magic lines spreading.

The faces of the Nine Lords of Yan were as sinking as water.

This blood gourd is using the endless ghost grievances and black energy to demonize it!
The old guy is reckless, he is afraid that even the old Taoist priest will not be able to control the ghost that will be born later.

Boom~~
Suddenly, the blood gourd trembled, showing signs of serious cracking, and then with a loud noise, the magic cloud soared into the sky and split into pieces.

"hateful!"

Li Daoren is in a lot of meat, this life treasure has special meaning to him, so it is a waste of money to scrap it like this.

However, when he thought that a world-destroying demon king was about to be born and obeyed his orders, the old Taoist priest's face became grim, and his eyes were full of vicious expectations.

Just now he tampered with the gourd, allowing a drop of blood essence to blend into it, turning it into a blood charm.When ghosts are born, their consciousness is chaotic, which is a good opportunity to strike. Once they are caught by the blood spell, they will let him drive them from now on.

Perhaps, this is an excellent opportunity for him to reverse the decline!
However, after the magic cloud gradually dissipated, the terrifying aura also diffused in an instant. In the place where the blood gourd was hanging in the air, there were no shadows of countless ghosts, only a plump and exquisite Miaoman figure floating proudly there like a queen. The sky is empty, and the eyes are like two scarlet suns.

(End of this chapter)