White Bone Monkey King

The wandering soul encounters and passes through houses along the way.

Meet the wall and go through the wall.

Yushu...well, I subconsciously took a detour.

What I saw along the way was chaos, fire, and escape...

As he got closer and closer to the Man Mo Temple, Jin An became more intuitive and clearly saw the light of the scholar's spirit rising straight into the sky.

When a scholar reads an article, every word shines out from all the orifices, like colorful clouds and vast scenery. That’s why people often describe poetry as being able to become an immortal and literature as being able to become a saint.

"Young Master Yiyun once said that the reason why she can move freely during the day with her painting skills is because she is not a ghost painting skin that specializes in ripping off people's skin, but a yang shell."

"It seems that this can explain why Mr. Yiyun's radiance of soul has the awe-inspiring righteousness of a scholar, because Danqing is also a painter."

The Dan in Danqing refers to cinnabar.

And cinnabar is the most yang thing.

Among the people, painters are compared to "masters of painting".

At some times, Haoran Zhengqi was also called "famous".

Because Jin An was concerned about the war situation at the Wen Mo Temple, his wandering spirit quickly drifted all the way to the Wen Mo Temple, but he was just halfway on the way when suddenly, boom!

The Man Mo Temple, which was already in flames, exploded with another loud noise, and the flames became even bigger.

Immediately afterwards, Jin An discovered that the light of Master Yiyun's soul had disappeared and disappeared, as if it had been wiped out of thin air by an invisible hand.

"What the hell happened there!"

Jin An Hun'er drifted away anxiously.

But even as he was on his way in a hurry, he still did not relax his vigilance and caution.

When Jin'an approached the Wenwu Temple before, he could no longer get close to the Wenwu Temple, which was covered in raging fire after being still a hundred feet away, because the south belongs to Li Fire, and Li Fire belongs to Suzaku. The Yang Fire is heavier and can best burn the ghosts. But this time with the second explosion, the fire spread faster and further, and Jin'an couldn't even get closer than a hundred feet.

The raging flames expanded outward in a large circle, burning a large area of ​​wooden structure pavilions around them, and the scalding heat wave hit people.

"Ding Chou extends my life, Ding Hai restrains my soul... Six Ding Liujia Talisman, open!"

The soul of the six-foot-six-foot-six divine weapon and divine armor, with a fierce and energetic momentum, plunged into the blazing flames fearlessly and without retreat.

Liujia is the Yang God!

Don't be afraid of these ordinary fires.

In this raging fire, there was almost no possibility of anyone surviving. It floated all the way and was devastated. There were roofs and broken walls that collapsed after the beams were burned by the fire.

And the charred corpses of victims who were trapped under the rubble and had no time to escape.

The closer he got to the Wen Mo Temple, the more shocking the devastation became. Jin An became more and more heavy-hearted. Even the light of Master Yiyun's soul had completely disappeared since the big explosion just now.

Jin An finally drifted closer to the Man Mo Temple, but when he saw the scene of the Man Mo Temple clearly... he was shocked.

What followed was a chill in my heart.

Countless limbs and torsos were twisted and entangled with the dead, and the ugly entanglement formed a huge net of corpses and tree roots, completely enveloping the Man Mo Temple.

Those corpse net tree roots are all twisted and formed by the gray-white skin of the dead, hands, feet, and torsos. One corpse is tightly wrapped around another corpse, with bent hands and feet, and bent spines. The sap secreted from those bodies is like tree sap. The same black liquid is tightly entangled and stuck together, regardless of each other! Forever and ever!

Twisted necks, heads at weird angles, gray-white faces after death, with a strange calm aura, eyes closed, expressions calm, all quiet, calm gray-white dead faces facing outward, forming a The net of corpses is densely covered with dead faces.

Corpse house?

These dead people, including men and women, old and young, are all people who died tragically after their souls were sucked away by Qingqianliu over the years. They include people from Chang County and tourists from other places who came to participate in the Qingming Temple Fair.

Jin An had never seen any horror movies in his past life, but he was still shocked by the weird and shocking huge corpse house in front of him.

There are so many dead faces tightly intertwined together. The skin on the face is gray and the eyes are closed. They are obviously motionless and unusually calm. They seem to be dead bodies that will not move. But even with such a calm look, it makes people feel even more... The scalp was numb with coldness and a strange aura.

Under that calmness and silence, there was a breath of despair, wailing, and death, with a strong evil and danger like a devil from the abyss.

How tragic!

How many people have been killed by this thousand-year-old evil tree...

Jin An once again thought about tonight's frightening guess...how many twisted roots of the dead were buried under the green money willow tree?

Now is not the time to be distracted by such thoughts.

Jin An recited Liu Ding Liu Jia silently in his mind. After his mind regained its strength and calmed down, he solemnly used the Five Thunder Evil Slaying Talisman.

"Five thunders of pure Yang! Heaven and earth are rectifying the law! Dongfang blasts the sky and shakes the sect Thunder Emperor... Five thunders evil slaying talisman, open!"

Boom!

Thunder strikes!

Peng!

This muffled thunder was deafening and resounded throughout the world. The bright pure sun was not only several times stronger than the Five Thunder Evil-Slaying Talisman that had been sealed once before! ten times!

Jin An only felt a flash of white light in front of his eyes. He clearly had his soul out of his body and was not looking directly at the naked eye, but he still felt that the whiteness in front of his eyes stung, and he could not look directly at the most yang, most powerful and domineering thunder in the world. .

Boom!

Jin An's eyes are now filled with white, and his soul cannot look directly. He only hears two deafening thunders from the sky and the earth, and then the Five Thunder Evil-Slaying Talisman in his hand returns to silence.

Two blasts of thunder?

Jin An was surprised.

The five thunders of pure yang are designed to break through all kinds of darkness and evil spirits. Could it be that they even chopped up the green money willow and the female corpse in the white coffin?

Fortunately, the flash was only momentary. When the lightning disappeared, Jin'an Yuanshen regained his vision again.

He saw that most of the dense net of tree roots covering the Man Mo Temple had vanished into thin air, but even if only a small portion of the limbs and arms were left, there were still thousands of corpses!

As the tree roots of the corpse net were split open and huge holes were thrown into the sky, Jin An finally saw the Wen Mo Temple again. The Wen Mo Temple at the center of the explosion was more intense than the outside world. The fire was soaring into the sky and the entire place was enveloped in fire.

Suddenly, Jin An's eyes lit up with joy.

Because the familiar light of Master Yiyun's soul appeared in his sight again.

The fires around him seemed to have no effect on Young Master Yiyun. He seemed to be sensing something. The blurred and twisted black shadows in the flames turned around and glanced at Jin An who came from behind to support... Young Master Yiyun made a slight nod. , seemed to have seen Jin An and was silently thanking the latter.

In front of Master Yiyun's shadow, there was another humanoid figure in the raging flames, fighting something that Jin An couldn't see. Jin An guessed that that person should be the Qi who had been following Master Yiyun. Uncle.

Before Jin An could be happy for too long, the flames in front of his eyes distorted, and he saw a tall and towering tree growing deep in the flames.

The leaves of the big tree had all withered away, leaving only the bare dry branches. Those branches grew twisted and ugly, as ugly and evil as the twisted and twisted branches of countless people's hands and feet.

And on the branches of a huge tree crown that resembled the twisting growth of countless dead people's hands and feet, a person was hanged. The hanged man's hands and feet were hanging weakly.

But just now!

The dead man hanging on the tree in the fierce fire suddenly turned around!

Although he was separated by the torrential flames, and although Jin An was currently in an out-of-body state, ordinary people could not see him. However, at this moment, Jin An's soul was still frozen, and all kinds of terrifying illusions were suddenly reborn in front of him, as if he had fallen to the eighteenth level. Hell, never see the light again for eternity!

It's a terrifying phantom attack from the soul!

"Is this the thousand-year-old evil tree?"

"Sure enough, I can't compete head-on with just the Five Thunder Evil-Slaying Talisman!"

At this moment, Jin An's soul was not only frozen, but also frightened by evil spirits. However, after being frightened for a moment, Jin An's soul immediately returned to normal. He saw a phantom like a coffin in the fire at Man Mo Temple. , blocking the void between him and the thousand-year-old evil tree.

It blocked the evil gaze of the man hanging from the green willow for him.

It was the female corpse in the white coffin who took action for Jin An!

At this moment, the sound of Yin soldiers marching through the passage, which Jin An had not heard since arriving here, came again from another direction.

It was as if thousands of troops were marching, coming across the flames, crossing the huge hole in the tree roots of the corpse net, and heading straight for the thousand-year-old evil tree with a huge dead branch in the crown of the raging flames.

These Yin soldiers ignored everything, passed through the thousand-year-old evil tree, and drew away a humanoid shadow from the trunk. The Yin soldiers kept passing through the trunk, and more and more humanoid shadows were drawn away from the tree.

It's soul-binding!

Jin An immediately thought of the time when Dao Luo Sha Po drowned, it was also the same scene.

And these imprisoned souls are the souls of living people that have been continuously sucked away by the Qingqian Willow over the years.

Because the souls of those living people were imprisoned in the Qingqian Willow for eternity, they became evil spirits that nourished the evil trees, and their yin energy rose to the sky, so they also missed the opportunity to be reincarnated.

At this moment, holding these ghosts away not only frees these dead souls from their pain, it is also equivalent to weakening the Yin Qi of the thousand-year-old evil tree.

…

At this time, as the roots of the corpse net tree were broken by Jin An, it seemed that a barrier that isolated the outside world was broken, and then an opportunity for counterattack was formed.

because!

As the huge holes in the roots of the corpse tree appeared, a large number of businessmen, monks, pharmacists, women, or women were not afraid of the high-temperature flames that are the most deadly to ordinary people, dozens of them! Hundreds of people! Fighting out from all around, they rushed into the Wen Mo Temple fire and assisted Mr. Yiyun in surrounding Qing Qian Liu, who was hanging a man.

These are naturally all the paintings of Mr. Yiyun.

Jin An was surprised.

How many painters are lurking in Chang County, Mr. Yiyun?

Seeing that the female corpse in the white coffin, Master Yiyun, and Qi Bo were all safe, Jin An smiled.

He never expects that he, a small person, can stand up to the thousand-year-old evil tree head-on. Then he daydreams that he, a second-rate martial artist who has only practiced for a month, is more powerful than the evil tree that has practiced for a thousand years. He is taking a dangerous risk today. I came here to support, just in hope...what if I really could help to the best of my ability?

But now he really got up and gave the white coffin female corpse and Mr. Yiyun a good blow, giving them the opportunity to counterattack Qing Qianliu. Jin An felt that his back was straighter than before. .

Before Jin An's heroic spirit could dry up, suddenly...

An evil spy with deep malice suddenly targeted Jin An.

It seemed that at the same time, there were thousands of evil eyes, all staring directly at Shang Jin'an.

Jin'an Yuan Shen sensed and discovered that these evil spies came from the remains of dead faces in the tree roots of the corpse web with broken limbs and arms in front of him.

Even the remains of a dead face.

But because Qing Qian Liu has killed so many people over the years, there are still over a thousand people left.

It's weird to say the least.

These strange corpses obviously have their eyes closed and are motionless, but they still give people a sense of voyeurism.

In peace.

There are hidden secrets and dangers.

"It seems that after the Five Thunder Evil-Slaying Talisman chopped two thunder diagrams in a row, the spirituality dropped a bit. Even these strange corpses that just didn't dare to look at me directly now dare to spy on me again."

Jin An looked at the female corpse in the white coffin and Mr. Yiyun who had launched a counterattack. Thousands of evil eyes were watching in front of him. Jin An knew what it meant to act within one's ability.

He stopped lingering and retreated completely, lest he attract the danger of being killed by those monster corpses.

These seemingly peaceful monster corpses always give Jinan a sense of eerie danger, just like the undercurrent under the calm lake. The invisible danger is the most deadly.

But before leaving, Jin An planned to give the female corpse in the white coffin and Mr. Yiyun a big gift again, the Five Thunder Evil Killing Talisman, open it!

Boom!

Thunder strikes!

However, this time the thunder did not strike at the thousand-year-old evil tree as Jin An imagined, but at the faces of those monster corpses.

Suddenly, the sense of voyeurism disappeared, and everything was wiped out by lightning.

Jin An was speechless.

"Brother Fu, it seems that you still hold a grudge!"

This is like leaving vicious words, what are you looking at! Look at your paralysis!