The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 974: Yin soldiers cross the border!

Two days had passed, and more and more people entered the ancient city, but those ordinary monks were even more unbearable, many of them didn't even have the qualifications to reach the square, and died on the road directly!
There were hundreds of generals of the ghost clan that were attracted, and even Shilin King's department sent a half-step king-level special envoy, but when they broke into the square, they were tragically massacred!

The end was very miserable, almost no one was able to escape, all died there, even the flesh and blood were melted away, there was no trace of death at all!

But the more dangerous it is inside, the more interested people outside are, and the more eager they are to try. That night, there was a bang outside the city, and the terrifying coercion was like the sky collapsing, and the vast sea was rushing!

A big man appeared, his whole body was shrouded in divine light, and he led a dozen or so mighty ten-layered masters in the lead, rushing directly into the ancient city.

"The king! The king of the Shilin King's Department has come out. It seems that the treasures in the ancient city are almost nothing to us this time!" The head of the general's department lamented there, with a look of shock and regret.

Even the king is out, so it can be seen that there are astonishing wealth and opportunities in the city. Even if they know that they are close to death, knowing that the chances are very small, many people still follow them and go to seek a chance.

"No, there is a square in front!" Da Neng, a pathfinder, yelled.

One of the crowd trembled, and then walked around the edge of the square. They didn't dare to go in at all, even if there was no danger inside.

After all, one year is bitten by a snake and ten years is afraid of well ropes. What if there is still danger inside?Then they can't last until dawn!

Everyone kept walking towards the inside of the city without stopping. The moonlight of this night was also bright and clear, like a layer of frosty tulle covering the sky and the earth, staining the silver-covered place here.

"Infinite Heavenly Venerate!"

A loud dao sound came, and a spark appeared in the void. At first, it was only as big as a grain of rice, but in a blink of an eye, it had a radius of thousands of feet.

The bright moonlight was forced away, and they were all shrouded in red flames. A hundred-foot-tall tree appeared in the red flames, and the red clouds flowed through the whole body, majestic and lush!
Sitting cross-legged under the big tree is a smiling old Taoist, with a warm-hearted look, wearing a red Taoist robe, wearing a high crown, holding a whisk in his arms, with a compassionate temperament.

As he appeared, he stood there chattering and chanting sutras. He chanted sutras at an extremely fast speed, almost dozens of syllables in the blink of an eye.
"It's the Sutra of Rebirth. Could it be that this old Taoist is so kind and wants to save the dead for us?" Patriarch Jinya murmured, unable to figure out the way.

"Don't be joking, there is no good guy who can appear here! Don't forget, this is a city in the ancient times, this old man is definitely not a living thing, everyone be careful!" The iron tooth patriarch said very seriously.

Hundreds of people at the scene were all powerful, well-informed, and the sutras of the Taoist sect were widely circulated. They all recognized that what this old Taoist recited was the sutras for crossing the cycle of rebirth!

But Luoyang became weirder the more he listened, and his face became uglier the more he listened. He listened to Gu Xiaoqian recite the scriptures of the past in his ears every day, and he was so familiar with the scriptures that he couldn't be more familiar with them.

He could hear any difference. This old Taoist's recitation was indeed very similar to the Sutra of Rebirth, but many key parts of the scriptures were changed.

Even though it's just one word or even one syllable, it makes this upright and compassionate Dao Ting Zhen Jing seem evil!

The people who heard the chanting felt that their eyes and ears were clear, and the fire and desire in their hearts gradually calmed down. They were extraordinarily natural and pure, with no desires, desires, and lawlessness. They wanted to take refuge under the Dao!
Puff, puff!
The old Taoist finished reading the scriptures in just a few breaths. At that time, more than a dozen people fell straight on the ground, just like the concrete pillars being pushed.

With clasped hands, a ruddy complexion with a look of relief, he just died in such a peaceful and strange way!

"It's not the Rebirth Sutra, it's the Burial Sutra. After listening to it, it can break people's blood, shatter their souls, and directly take their lives!" Luo Yang murmured in his heart. He just went to the system to inquire, and he already knew the opponent's heel.

The purple-gold royal robe turned into nine great dragons hovering around, sealing his ears. The splendor of the burial coffin was subdued, and strands of light fell down, protecting him tightly without leaking water.

Luo Yang generally used means to protect himself, while slowly backing away, he didn't want to remind these ghost masters and big monsters.

After all, they are their sworn enemies, and they just took advantage of this opportunity to weaken the strength of Guiya Babu!
After the old Taoist finished reading, he chuckled, and started to read it a second time with a shake of the floating dust. This time, he read it faster. Countless scriptures flew, collided, and stirred between the heaven and the earth.

Hundreds of people felt that there were countless scriptures and celestial music resounding in their ears, slipping away in their bodies, making them feel peaceful and happy involuntarily, like taking bliss pills.

"Not good! Don't listen to the scriptures of this Taoist priest, this is the magic sound pouring into your ears!" The patriarch of Shenya was clever, and at least he kept the Lingtai clear. With a loud roar, Duan Guang rolled up his subordinates and rushed out.

"There are Taoist priests blocking the road here, let's change the road!" The Yinya patriarch also shouted loudly, and also fled wildly with his subordinates.

The eight patriarchs led nearly a hundred of their subordinates, and nearly a hundred of the more powerful people ran away in a daze, subconsciously wanting to stay away from the weird old Taoist priest.

But the remaining one hundred or so people didn’t have that kind of means. They were addicted to it and couldn’t extricate themselves from it. They were mesmerized by the Taoist sound, and they saw the magnificent Palace of Paradise!

In just one cup of tea, these people fell to the ground one by one, and died before the eyes of the old Taoist!
"Infinite Heavenly Venerate!"

After the group rushed out of two streets, all the members froze on the road, grinning their teeth one by one, and saw an old Taoist priest shaking his head and chanting sutras several hundred meters in front of them, with a big red tree growing behind his head!

"Change the way!"

They ran wildly again, and when they were running out of breath, the sound of Taoism sounded in the silence. An old Taoist priest was chanting scriptures in front of them with a whisk in his hand!

"Come on!"

Two hundred people ran wildly more than a dozen times, but each time they were blocked on the road ahead of time by the old Taoist priest. This old Taoist priest seemed to have broken their hearts and was able to predict the enemy's opportunity first!

"Ox-nosed, stinky Taoist priest, old coffin, you are haunted!" A monster man showed his original shape, it was a three-headed moon-breaking wolf, holding a Fangtian painted halberd and killed it.

He really couldn't take it anymore, the string in his mind had already been broken, and at this moment, he only thought that the worst thing would be to die, and while cursing, he made a desperate move!
It's a pity that his move stopped abruptly in front of the old Taoist. After he fell into the Taoist light, he suddenly showed a joyful expression of enlightenment, and knelt down beside the Taoist priest, and he was converted!
After taking refuge, the big man of the monster race slowly disappeared, and there was an extra leaf on the big red tree. People could finally see clearly that each leaf on the big tree had a lifelike face on it!

The faces of the more than 100 people who died before were impressively on it, and at the moment there was a clattering sound, and the sound of the old man chanting scriptures seemed extremely evil and frightening.

"escape!"

I don't know who yelled, and everyone's Dao heart collapsed, and they rushed out towards the back road one by one, but they were blocked every time.

Even if they run separately, they will still be chased together in the end. The old Taoist priest is like a double body, he can be everywhere, and these big figures who usually fly in the sky and escape from the ground are exhausted, and they lose sight of the other!

In the end, everyone was determined to die, because it was still early in the morning, and if things continued like this, they would have no other end other than being played to death!

"I can't control that much anymore, grandma, let's fight with him!" The patriarch of Jinya didn't want to run away, his eyes were bloodshot and he screamed strangely.

"Okay, let's fight, life or death depends entirely on good fortune!" The patriarch Shenya was also crazy, his fists were clenched, and the spiritual power vortexes around him were spinning crazily.

The remaining [-] or so people, except Luoyang, have to fight to witness the final glory, and they have to see whether they are alive or dead, otherwise they may go crazy before they die!
The fiery blood was boiling, and the street was almost on fire, and strands of spiritual power were released, turning into colorful pillars that soared into the sky. They were going to fight desperately.

"Infinite Heavenly Venerate!"

The old Taoist priest looked over at the empty street in the distance, and suddenly jumped up, as if seeing a ghost, turned around, grabbed the big tree and ran wildly, and the first-class fire disappeared.

"What's going on? That Niubi was scared away by us?" Someone said in disbelief, eyes wide open.

"No way, he chased us for half the night before." Some people were more rational, but there was no scientific explanation, and they scratched their heads and couldn't figure it out.

But no matter what, it is true that the old Taoist priest ran away, and they temporarily recovered their lives, which is considered the rest of their lives, a blessing among misfortunes.

But Luoyang, who was buried in the fairy coffin, was not as optimistic as they were. He had just formed a Eucharist, and his senses were sensitive, and the faint sound of footsteps reached his ears.

It was very slight at first, like a bee fluttering its wings, but soon everyone could hear it, the sound of the neat steps was like waves crashing against the seawall.

The ground began to tremble, and the houses on both sides of the road were shaking up and down, as if a major earthquake was coming!
"Look over there, patriarch, there is an army coming!" The startled breath of the copper tooth patriarch's subordinate caught everyone's attention.

Billowing fog appeared above the road, covering several streets, making people look vaguely shadowy, and soon a torrent of steel rushed into this street!
It was really an army marching in unison, with eight people in a row, and eight generals riding tall horses in the front. This team was like a giant dragon, and there was no end in sight!

But people's faces changed, their eyes showed horror, and some even shivered like chaff.

This army is lifeless, its breath is cold, and there is no vitality at all. Whether it is a soldier or a general, his face is stiff and blue, without a little bit of blood.
The armors on their bodies were old, some were damaged and stained with blood mist, and some war spears and swords were stained with rust, as if they had just been pulled out of the mud of an ancient battlefield.

The eight war horses at the front were rotten and their armors were broken, only the bells on their necks were still ringing, jingling.

"Yin soldier crosses the border!" It is unknown who among the crowd said it first, and everyone broke out in a cold sweat.

(End of this chapter)