White Bone Monkey King

Faced with the ghost ship's return, the prison ship ignored it and did not turn around, continuing to fight the ghost ship.

Headless Jin'an had destroyed two of its human skin sailing magic weapons, which was disrespectful to it. Its hatred for Headless Jin'an had already exceeded its greed for devouring the ghost ship, and it now only wanted to kill this stinky Taoist priest.

Bang!

Bang!

Suddenly, corpses began to rain down from the sky above the prison ship.

Corpses with highly corrupted corpses, poisonous miasma and stench, fell from the top of their heads like raindrops. These corpses were wearing clothes from various countries and looked like other ghost ship crew members who had been devoured by the prison ship in the past.

In just a short moment, a layer of corpses piled up on the deck of the ship.

In the blink of an eye, the corpses quickly piled up two or three layers.

It was like a rainstorm of corpses, pouring down crazily, with bloody corpse water flowing everywhere, carrying the poisonous miasma of corpses. Not to mention that the living could not survive here, even the dead would be polluted and infected with these ominous auras, festering all over their bodies, and their flesh and blood rotted.

This rainstorm of corpses that came out of nowhere was so big that the ghost ship was still a mile away from the prison ship. The deck of the prison ship had been submerged by a thick mountain of corpses. The mountain of corpses was piled up high, like a small mountain sailing on the sea of ​​Hades. Also submerged was the headless Jinan.

Many people on the shore saw with their own eyes that the headless Jinan had nowhere to hide and was buried by the rain of corpses in an instant.

"The wicked will only be worse after they die and go to the underworld. How many ghost ships have this prison ship swallowed over the years? It's really vicious!" The people on the shore were also shocked by the scene of the rain of corpses, and their eyes were heavy.

If they were in the same situation, they might not be better than the headless Taoist priest.

The rain of corpses, with their bloody miasma, could destroy people's magic weapons and poison their souls. If they were in the mortal world, they might be able to resist it, but this was the underworld. They were the mortals who had already lost their strength. If there was another rain of corpses that could drown people in an instant, they would be the same. They would not be able to find a place to stay in a short time and would be buried.

Just as the people on the shore were feeling sorry for the headless Taoist priest and sighing that no one could escape the rain of corpses that was as fast as a rainstorm, suddenly, a thunderous sound came from the pile of corpses on the deck of the ship, which was full of bloody miasma.

"Heaven and Earth Xuanzong, Qiankun Borrowing the Law!"

"Thunder and Fire Dao Fa!"

Boom!

There was a thunder strike from the sky, and the heavens really heard it. The overbearing thunder and fire struck down, hitting the deck of the prisoner ship, splitting the corpse mountain, and a large number of charred corpses were blown away by thunder and fire.

A huge charred corpse pit was blown out at the place struck by thunder and fire.

A headless Taoist priest stood in the center of the corpse pit unharmed. The blood-lettered Taoist robe on his body was shining brightly at this time. Thunder and fire talismans shone with Taoist spiritual light, and the runes were as heavy as solemn treasures, protecting the headless Taoist priest.

There were many Shinto masters on the shore, who recognized the two solemn talisman lights at a glance. They were the most common and most commonly used Five Thunders Slaying Evil Talismans and Six Dings and Six Jias Talismans in Taoism.

But what really surprised them and attracted their attention was the blood-lettered scriptures on the Taoist robe. At this moment, they were as bright as fire, and the scriptures were like runes and treasures, floating in the void, and the good voices and thoughts of many believers reciting the "Duren Sutra" resounded in their ears.

Only then did they notice that the Taoist robe on the headless Taoist priest was actually full of the entire "Duren Sutra".

The "Duren Jing" is regarded as one of the sacred scriptures in Taoism. Needless to say, it is very powerful. When placed in the underworld where wronged souls and evil spirits are everywhere, it is even more effective, just like the supreme way, the Three Pure Ones personally visited the underworld.

They had long noticed that the Taoist robes on the headless Taoist priest were full of scriptures. Before, they were far away, their eyesight was limited, and the distance of the underworld's spiritual consciousness was also limited, so they did not recognize it at the first time. Now those rune lights are floating in the void, each one is bright and dazzling, and it is difficult to miss it. In addition, the chanting of the "Duren Jing" on the Taoist robes has further verified their thoughts.

"What a pure and flawless incense and wish power, persuading people to be good, saving people and influencing people's good voices and good thoughts, that blood-lettered Taoist robe is like a merit robe magic weapon!"

As soon as the three words "merit robe" came out, everyone on the shore was surprised.

When it comes to merit robes, people are most impressed and talked about the Buddhist robes. Meritorious clothes are not limited to cassocks and precious clothes. Folk clothes made of hundreds of families are also meritorious clothes. Taoists also have meritorious clothes that have been influenced by incense.

"Can the dead in the underworld wear meritorious clothes?" Someone frowned in surprise.

Someone immediately explained: "According to what you said, where should those ten-generation good people go after they die? Although there are few cases where neighbors and villagers change clothes made of hundreds of families for the funeral of ten-generation good people, they do exist."

"If he is a ten-generation good person, it can be explained. Those good voices and good thoughts of chanting scriptures cannot be fake. So many good voices chanting scriptures for him, only a ten-generation good person can do it."

Just as the surprised discussions on the shore were everywhere, the shocking changes on the deck of the prisoner ship continued.

After Qiankun borrowed the magic to break the mountain of corpses, Wutou Jinan held the bloody axe in his hand, stepped on the thick bloody corpse water, and under the protection of the "Duren Sutra", he safely passed through the mountain of corpses without being eroded by the filthy evil blood, and came to the bottom of the last mast.

"Duren Sutra" can eliminate natural disasters and save millions of people. It can both exorcise evil and transcend. It is one of the top-grade wonderful scriptures of Taishang Dongxuan Lingbao.

What's more!

Now his five internal organs Taoist robe is a magic weapon of 6.6 million Yin De level. The power of "Duren Sutra" cannot be underestimated!

Qiankun borrowed the magic power, and a thunderbolt of extremely yang suppressed the corpses. Wutou Jinan passed through the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, came to the bottom of the last mast, waved the blood axe in his hand, and chopped at the last mast.

The prisoner ship just recovered from the thunder and fire, and a dull roar came from the cabin under his feet again. The deck was surging like a wave, intending to interrupt the rhythm of Headless Jinan and push Headless Jinan into the world behind an open cabin door.

The prisoner ship was so eager to kill Headless Jinan that it forgot that there was a bigger threat approaching from the outside world.

Boom!

The prisoner ship swayed violently, and a large amount of broken wood flew into the sky. There was blood flowing out of those broken wood like human blood, but those were all black corpse blood.

It was the ghost ship that hit the prisoner ship again, and at full speed, it hit a bigger hole in the middle of the prisoner ship than before.

Because this collision was too violent, the prisoner ship tilted severely and almost capsized.

The prisoner ship was severely damaged, and the deck stopped surging like waves. It was no longer able to delay Headless Jinan.

Boom!

As the last mast fell, a hole was smashed in the deck. All three masts of the prisoner ship were cut down by Wutou Jinan, and it became a bare prisoner ship, damaging its foundation.

Without the mast, the prisoner ship lost its mobility and could only spin with the waves on the sea.

The faces of the people on the shore became solemn, and they all stared at the sea, wanting to see the final outcome of the prisoner ship. At this moment, the underworld gray fog blown away by the black wind disaster once again enveloped the underworld, and for a moment, all vision on the sea was lost. Only by the sound of axes chopping wood and the roar of the prisoner ship, could they guess that there was a fierce fight in the depths of the gray fog.

These people were so anxious that they stretched their necks, scratched their ears and cheeks, and were curious about the battle situation.