The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 187: Goodbye, acquaintance

The boundary line between gaseous and liquid nether gas in the Nether Crypt.

One mile upwards, the viscous Nether Qi rolled and rolled like steamer fog.

Just below the feet, the condensed Nether Air was bubbling, and black air columns of different thicknesses spewed out from the huge bubbles, rushing straight into the sky. Occasionally, a few pieces of Nether spar were thrown into the air by the air column, and after a few turns in the air, they fell heavily back into the liquid Nether sea.

A pitch-black spirit-calling banner was suspended above Yin Changkong's head, surrounded by a howling wind, green ghost fires spewed out from his eyes dozens of meters away, and descended straight down from the sky with great excitement. Behind him, a pair of wings made of white lights fluttered gently, and occasionally, countless distorted ghost faces could be seen flashing past the bone wings.

The spirit-calling banner above his head is hundreds of feet high, black smoke rises from the huge banner, and countless densely packed ghost faces overlap in the black air. There are all kinds of ghost faces in the black air.

Ordinary ghost cultivators practice evil magic weapons such as ten thousand soul banners, slaughtering hundreds of thousands of civilians to collect ghosts is a deed that is greatly envied by heaven. But there are more than hundreds of thousands of commoner ghosts in the ten thousand soul banner above Yin Changkong's head? Looking at the densely tumbling grimaces, it is not an exaggeration to say that the ghosts of billions of civilians have been refined into it.

Besides, although Yin Changkong had practiced the ghost way skills before, he only practiced some of the ghost way secret techniques, and he was still a living person. But now the ghostly aura is rising all over his body, and there is a faint green phosphorous fire floating out of his body. He has clearly transformed from a living person into a ghost body, and has become an out-and-out ghost body.

A strong nether air surrounds him, but he is as carefree as a fish in the water. He gulped and vomited the ghostly air around him, and the soft and dense spiritual consciousness continued to spread to the surroundings. The sticky ghostly air could not resist the search of his spiritual consciousness at all.

Among the black air sprayed out by the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, twelve **** generals with a height of several meters carefully released their divine power to protect themselves. A golden round shield with a diameter of no more than three feet was suspended above their heads. Countless layers of clouds and smoke emerged from the three-inch thick golden shield. A golden divine light enveloped their bodies, and occasionally a ghostly aura approached them. They will be torn to pieces by the golden light.

Looking at this posture, it is clear that Yin Changkong led these generals into the Nether Crypt. There is no need to ask them why they came.

Yin Xuege stood on the viscous Nether Spirit Liquid, quietly watching the Yin Changkong approaching tens of miles away. This guy's strength has been greatly enhanced. When he was involved in the fairy world, Yin Changkong was only at the peak of Jindan, but now the aura he exudes has clearly reached the level of the peak of Yuanshen Realm.

A round of black light flickered behind his head, and the head of a grinning evil spirit could be faintly seen in the black light. Yin Changkong has already formed a primordial spirit, and his primordial spirit is obviously refined by some kind of ghostly secret technique, so he is a primordial spirit. It is also some kind of evil ghost that can penetrate the body and kill people in the distance.

The Soul Devouring Blood Eyes are running. There is blood in the eyes. The thick Nether Qi could not block Yin Xuege's sight at all. Whether it is heaven and earth aura, ghost aura, or fairy aura that can only be absorbed and utilized by immortals, these auras are absolutely no obstacle to him.

Youquan stood one step behind Yin Xuege. She squinted her eyes, quietly feeling the approach of Yin Changkong and others.

The Nether Qi surrounding her, and the spiritual liquid condensed by the Nether Qi are her eyes, and she can clearly grasp Yin Changkong and their every move. In front of her was a black light curtain about a foot square, and the light and shadows inside were changing. It was Yin Changkong's every move, and even the sound of their conversation floated out of the light curtain.

"My lords, please don't worry, with the juniors around, don't expect this ghostly aura to hurt your honorable body at all. As long as that bald leaf dares to appear, she must be dead. As for those low-ranking people around her The monks, just leave it to the juniors to deal with."

Yin Xuege smiled bluntly: "This guy hooked up with the monks of the Ten Thousand Gu Sect, so let's not talk about it. Why did he also take refuge in these gods?"

Youquan said softly: "The gods, and even their descendants, are the life and death enemies of all species in the Hongmeng world. Yin Changkong seeks refuge with the gods. If his affairs are known to the fairy court, his ancestors in the fairy world, They will all be slaughtered."

Yin Xuege suddenly remembered that in the Yinghuo dojo, Princess Taiping and Yang Shao teamed up to deal with the **** named Chris. Youquan is right, these gods are indeed enemies of all races. Just a few days ago, Yin Xuege stood on the treasure wheel of merit and virtue, and seeing these gods and men wantonly destroying the environment of Liangyi, he knew that they were definitely not good people.

"Give them a little surprise, Youquan." Yin Xuege smiled brightly, a sea of ​​blood gushed out near his dantian, and hundreds of thousands of blood sea ghosts rushed out of the sea of ​​blood cheering, with one head Jumped into the vast sea of ​​darkness.

The sea of ​​blood merged into the sea formed by the condensed atmosphere of the nether world, and Da Luo Jinfeng Chan released a strange breath to envelop these ghost soldiers, covering them and quietly approaching Yin Changkong and them step by step.

You Quan smiled and nodded, her eyes glistened with water, and a water ball with a diameter of more than two meters slowly squirmed out of the air. This water polo is entirely composed of Xuanming Heavy Water, and each piece of Xuanming Heavy Water the size of a sesame seed weighs ten thousand junctures. One can imagine how amazing the total weight of this water polo is.

Grinning, he glanced at the water polo in horror, and Yin Xuege couldn't help shaking his head.

This water polo can only be controlled by Youquan's innate supernatural powers, even Yin Xuege can't bear the terrifying weight of this water polo. Maybe the earth immortals can't resist the forceful blow of this water polo, only those heavenly immortals who have touched the edge of the law are eligible to endure it, right?

With a light finger of Youquan, the huge water ball disintegrated into hundreds of fist-sized water droplets, which just blended into the surrounding ghostly atmosphere out of thin air.

With a flattering smile, Yin Changkong landed cautiously while getting close to those generals. When he saw the boundless sea of ​​nether air below him, he couldn't help exclaiming: "Sea of ​​netherworld, my ancestors bless me. If I can practice here for a thousand years, I can expect a great way of immortality."

A **** poked a very rude finger on the back of Yin Changkong's head, and he snapped, "Bastard, what a dream? You are our slave now, and you still want to achieve the Golden Immortal Dao? It’s not that you dedicated your female companion to Mr. Rong, if that woman’s bedside skills are very good, you would have been demoted to the mine to mine by us long ago. And you have a chance to be rewarded for your meritorious service?”

Yin Changkong's figure suddenly hunched down, he stammered to explain to the general, the expression on his face became more flattering and humble.

Yin Xuege was stunned for a moment, Yin Changkong dedicated his female companion to the so-called Lord Rong? Who else could be his female companion, isn't it Hu Jiaojiao? Unexpectedly, that arrogant, savage and unreasonable woman would end up in such a fate?

"What a slut, relying on women to save his life." Blood light flashed in Yin Xuege's eyes, he made a magic seal with both hands, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Yin Changkong The sea surface under their feet suddenly rolled violently, and a piece of black and red sea surface rose into the sky. It turned into a huge wave and shot towards Yin Changkong and others. Just sea water. There are countless bodies in the sea water that are blood-colored. The ghost soldier with a strong body and a staring stare as if made of metal roared and charged down.

"The technique of seizing ghosts and souls?" Yin Changkong obviously misunderstood Yin Xuege's method, he curled his lips in disdain and shouted sharply: "Look at the power of my 'Da Luo Hun Ling Wan Hun Banner', you are mere What kind of skill is his technique of seizing ghosts and spirits?"

There was a loud bang. A stream of viscous black air with a thickness of one hundred feet was ejected from the Ten Thousand Souls Banner above Yin Changkong's head, and countless ghosts rushed out of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner involuntarily, with overwhelming resentment and sharp ghost howls, these intellects were completely obliterated , only the most basic devouring and killing ghosts were left, and they rushed towards hundreds of thousands of blood sea ghost soldiers without fear of death.

Yin Xuege's blood sea ghost soldiers are only a few hundred thousand, and most of them are transformed from various monsters and birds.

Yin Changkong's Ten Thousand Soul Banner is a treasure of the ghost way that was sacrificed to help him after the army of gods and men who invaded Liangyi star beheaded and killed countless civilians. There are at least billions of ghosts in his Ten Thousand Souls Banner. In terms of quantity alone, the number of ghosts is more than ten thousand times that of ghost soldiers.

But the blood sea ghost made a move. They spurted a vast amount of blood from their mouths at the same time, turning into various strange shapes of blood-colored flying knives and flying swords, shooting all over the sky. These flying swords and flying knives are small in size, but each flying sword and flying knife is engraved with a blood-colored rune as thin as an ant's head, and the tiny thunder light can be faintly seen beating rapidly on the blade and blade.

With a single blow, each flying knife and flying sword pierced through at least ten ghosts swarming in. Red lightning exploded within the bodies of these ghosts. All these ghosts were blown into wisps of blue smoke.

More ghosts rushed up like a tidal wave. They opened their sharp claws and clawed at the body of the blood sea ghost soldier. They rushed so fast that if they were not careful, they broke into the thick blood sea , was swept down by the tumbling **** waves.

The number of ghosts killed by a single blow is less than a few million, but there are at least hundreds of millions of ghosts swept down by the tumbling blood wave. These ghosts completely transformed from civilian souls have no resistance at all to the invasion of the blood sea. The blood just turns around their ghosts, and these ghosts turn into a faint blood color and are transformed into the weakest ghost pawns. .

These ghost pawns are only one-tenth the size of a sesame seed, and their bodies are almost completely transparent. There was a huge noise. The majestic momentum made the waves of the blood sea even bigger and more turbulent. Countless **** waves rolled and rotated, and more ghosts were drawn into it.

Yin Changkong was grinning smugly at first, but his smile disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

His eyes widened in horror. The Da Luo Hunling Wanhun Banner, which he finally sacrificed with the essence and blood of his own life, was going to be used as a magic weapon of his own life. Just after one or two breaths of contact with the sea of ​​blood released by the unknown enemy, a small half of the ghosts were captured by the sea of ​​blood.

"No, no, no, come back to me!" Yin Changkong's face was distorted in pain, he danced and chanted spells, and screamed loudly to make those ghosts return to the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

But the waves of blood rolled around, and the force that was a hundred times stronger than the attraction of the soul-inducing banner itself was used from all directions, and a large number of ghosts were swallowed by the sea of ​​blood one after another. As more and more ghosts are swallowed by the blood sea, the attraction of the Wanhun Banner becomes smaller and smaller, while the suction of the blood sea increases exponentially.

How fast monks fight, how fast is the difference in strength between life and death.

Yin Changkong's face became paler and paler. With the help of the gods, he paid a huge price to successfully sacrifice the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, and let out a mournful cry, billions of ghosts were almost swept away by the sea of ​​blood.

With a 'click' sound, dozens of tiny gaps were split in the pitch-black Wanhun Banner, and Yin Changkong opened his mouth. The viscous liquid with a rich green color was continuously sprayed out. This was his ghost body essence. Every mouthful of the sprayed out caused his vitality to be seriously injured, and his cultivation base was rapidly decaying like an ebbing tide.

Originally, in a short period of time, he broke through from the cultivation base of the peak of Jindan to the peak of Yuanshen, because he used some evil ghost secret techniques to devour other people's Yuanshen. The cultivation speed of Ghost Dao Secret Art is extremely fast, but the cultivation level is mixed and the foundation is not stable, and he does not have the Heavenly Dao Renhuang Baolu to temper the true energy and purify the body, so once he is injured, he is like inferior ceramics. A slight bump can cause serious injuries.

Yin Changkong mouthed 'vomit blood'. But it frightened the twelve generals who followed him to sneak here.

Lost the protection of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. The surrounding ghostly air rolled over and quickly enveloped the golden light emitted by the golden round shield. The viscous Nether Qi corroded the golden light shield like a strong acid, making a constant 'chi chi' sound.

A **** general slapped Yin Changkong on the head in anger, and he roared hoarsely: "Idiot, find a way quickly, it is you who volunteered to help us come here to hunt down these people, if you dare to kill them Leave us, you, you, you..."

This **** would really like to threaten Yin Changkong, but in this situation, he couldn't find the right words to threaten.

If Yin Changkong couldn't stop the sneak attackers, they would all be beaten to death. When the time comes, Yin Changkong will turn into ashes with them, what else is he afraid of?

He screamed a few times in anger, the **** general stretched out his hand, stabbed Yin Changkong's head fiercely with his finger, and directly poked a huge hole in the back of his head: "Anyway, we can't die in the Here, we are the descendants of the gods, extremely noble, we must leave here alive. Find a way, or I will kill you."

Yin Changkong howled in pain, but before he could speak, the second wave of attacks came quickly.

Hundreds of fist-sized black water droplets came from all directions with piercing screams, and the 'jingling' bombardment hit the golden shield suspended above the heads of the generals. This shield is extremely powerful, emitting dazzling golden light to protect the gods, but those water drops are abnormally heavy and contain tremendous power. Even if these gods join forces to input divine power into the shield, the golden light emitted by the shield remains the same. There were huge ripples.

The air of the netherworld continued to hit, and the sticky black breath adhered to the golden shield, corroding the golden shield to make a 'chichi' sound. Coupled with those water droplets constantly hitting the golden shield, flying back and forth and attacking continuously, these gods were so frightened that they were sweating profusely, and they wailed at the same time, cursing Yin Changkong with the most vicious words they could think of. At the same time, I regretted why I broke into this ghost place so greedy for merit.

There is a ghostly atmosphere all around, even these gods dare not touch the slightest!

The loud bang of "Dangdang" can be heard endlessly, and the golden shield is crumbling from the Xuanming Heavy Water. The gods will resist the invasion of the Nether Qi and the heavy blow of the Xuanming Heavy Water at the same time. Immortal masters, in this extremely harsh and dangerous environment, they also feel powerless. Their divine power was consumed rapidly, and there was no trace of spiritual energy around them, so they couldn't recover their divine power even if they wanted to.

"Damn, damn, damn."

All the gods will curse Yin Changkong one after another, while constantly urging Yin Changkong to find a way to get them out of trouble.

Yin Changkong's head was pierced with a big hole, and his mind was confused for a while. He was originally a playboy, and his ability to adapt to changes was very poor. Now it was such a critical moment, facing the urging and threats of the generals, Yin Changkong stayed for a while, then he suddenly screamed and flew into the air, leaving the generals behind and fled the scene as fast as possible.

"You **** idiots, you all go to hell, I won't serve you, son."

Yin Changkong looked at those generals with a high spirit and sneered: "You might as well tell you, my ancestor in the upper realm is the current leader of the Nether Sect, a dignified figure of the Jinxian level. My son, I just hide here and practice hard , my ancestors will find me sooner or later."

"As for you, without my son, I will protect you, you all go to die."

The generals of the gods were frightened out of their wits, and lost the protection of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in the Yin Changkong. They were covered in cold sweat, and at this rate of consumption, they wouldn't last long at all.

Yin Xuege moved ~IndoMTL.com~ When Yin Changkong left those gods and fled, he immediately chased after them.

Natural bat wings spread, and Yin Xuege blocked Yin Changkong with a dodge. The Xuege sword brought a long rainbow and slashed down the sky. Thanks to you for taking care of me."

Yin Changkong raised his head in shock, he stared blankly at Yin Xuege and screamed, "How is that possible? How could you appear here?"

Before the words were finished, blood flashed, and Yin Changkong had been chopped into two pieces from beginning to end.

Seeing Yin Changkong's body disintegrating slowly in the blood light, Yin Xuege felt his heart brighten up. The resentment of being chased and killed in the Yanmo Desert in the Yanling Realm was swept away, and his blood was flowing vigorously. , even the spiritual consciousness has become a lot more agile.

He turned to look at the roaring generals, then turned around and flew towards them.

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