Treading Blood to Sky’s End Chapter 114: Where is the promised one?
There is no impassionedness or angry complaints. Zhang Tianliu seems to be recounting a very ordinary thing, telling you what I do, and letting the underworld soldiers and ghosts know what we do.
The saintess of Xiqiu Kingdom looked livid and said coldly: "What a righteous speech! The living will take care of the things in the world of the world, and the dead will take care of the things of the underworld, and they will not interfere with each other. But why is the underworld judged to let people do it?" Is it fair that the living person has the final say?"
The saint wanted to arouse the ghost's hatred of strangers again, but without Zhang Tianliu's explanation, Zhong Gui came forward and said: "No matter human, ghost, demon or spirit, as long as they uphold the will of the Yin God and uphold the righteousness, they can take over the Yin Judgment. ”
The saint smiled and asked: "Is this the case for my predecessor, Wushan Yinjuan Linglong?"
Zhong Gui is speechless.
"That stinky girl really likes to pick out words." Zhang Tianliu sneered.
"Try shouting again!" the saint was angry.
She is a majestic saint of the Xiqiu Kingdom, symbolizing the glory of the country, and her beauty is unparalleled. Zhang Tianliu insults her by insulting the Xiqiu Kingdom!
"Just try it, stinky girl, stinky girl, stinky girl... What are you doing standing still, screaming..." Zhang Tianliu not only screamed by himself, but also encouraged everyone to scream together.
So the Yin soldiers and ghosts started making noises one after another.
The screams of the stinky girl who broke the sky and covered the earth made people upset. The monks all looked angry, but the saint did not take action and they did not want to take action.
Exactly a quarter of an hour later, suddenly, more than twenty powerful people who had returned to their true nature emerged from the Yin Palace of the Ghost Kingdom. They were obviously the guys who had just broken into the ghost gate. As soon as they arrived, they all saluted the Saint of Xiqiu Kingdom. It was obvious that they were a group of people. gang.
As soon as the reinforcements arrived, the Saint finally broke out!
"Destroy them." After the order, all the monks responded one after another.
The opponents are numerous and powerful. Although most of them are Guizhen who have just come in, but with the reminder from their predecessors, they quickly know how to effectively kill ghosts while preserving their true energy.
"Retreat." Zhang Tianliu also ordered, but he was very timid and ran out of the city.
Hei Wusha reacted first, pulled up the seriously injured Bai Wusha, and then rode the Yin wind and followed Master Yinpan away.
Other ghosts can control the Yin wind and walk extremely fast in the underworld, running away completely in an instant.
As for the monks, although they are all strong and true warriors, they are not strong enough to control the air. Even if they have magical weapons and flying magic weapons, they dare not use them because they consume too much.
"There is no need to chase, the saint's ghost is in the direction of Wushan Town." The purpose of the saint's trip is the saint's ghost, and it is better for Zhang Tianliu to retreat.
Although the thirty or so Ming Gui Zhen are unable to fly, their walking speed is not much weaker than that of controlling Yin Feng. Moreover, they are all experienced and consume very little energy, which is enough for them to run back and forth several times.
While sprinting, suddenly a strong man who returned to his true nature fell to the ground and rolled far away due to the inertia of the sprint.
Immediately a person rushed to check and said in surprise: "The Palace of Life is damaged and he is dead!"
Everyone frowned, and at this moment someone fell to the ground again. When people around them saw it, they saw that the Life Palace was also damaged, and they could no longer die!
Everyone was horrified to see the ghosts of the two companions emerge one after another and wander in confusion.
Obviously, the other party's methods are clever, so that their people die without knowing how, so there will be no evil ghosts.
"Don't panic, everyone. There is no obstruction near the two people's seats. Don't go to the middle of the road." When the saint reminded her, she had already stood under the eaves of a roof and turned her palms to offer a nine-palace compass.
"Xuan Yin reverses, the wind comes from the eighth..."
As the saint continued to spell, she seemed to know something, and suddenly rushed out of the eaves to the avenue, rushing towards the city gate.
At the same time, fifteen miles away, Zhang Tianliu flicked his fingers toward the deserted area in front of the saint, and a spiral energy as thick as an arm flew silently.
Whether it is the speed of the opponent's sprint or the speed of the spiral energy, Zhang Tianliu can grasp it perfectly, which is naturally attributed to his vision space ability.
If nothing unexpected happens, the saint girl of Xiqiu Kingdom is dead!
However, when the saint was about to hit the flying infuriating threads, she actually stopped.
As soon as the zhenqi thread passed through her eyes, she quickly caught it between her fingertips and squeezed it gently, causing the zhenqi thread to collapse.
She glanced coldly in the direction of Zhang Tianliu, stopped staying any longer, and called all the monks to rush out of the city gate.
Zhang Tianliu frowned. He didn't believe in evil. Can a stinky girl protect herself and everyone else?
In the blink of an eye, two spirals of energy popped up, gradually shrinking during the leap, until they were difficult for the cultivators to detect.
The target of the two traces of energy is the front and rear of the monk team. He wants to see how the smelly girl protects him.
But he didn't expect that as the woman raised her hand, the entire team stopped.
The Qi Jin attacking forward was in vain, and he was three feet away from the target.
Although the one behind did not hit the target, there was a monk who stopped right in the trajectory of Qi Jin's flight.
"Zhen Qi protects the body!" As soon as the Saint said this, everyone was immediately wrapped in Zhen Qi. One of them immediately sensed that a trace of Zhen Qi that did not belong to him broke into the air shield, but he was quickly The strong infuriating energy was crushed into pieces.
"As the saint said, it is a sneak attack using true energy transformed into silk. Although the sense of energy is difficult to detect, how did it avoid our spiritual sense?"
The saint first called everyone to rush to Wushan Ghost Town again, and then explained: "The heart moves and the spirit moves, but if the other party is unintentional, the spirit does not move. He turned the sneak attack into a coincidence, not so much A deliberate sneak attack is worse than killing someone by mistake! It's like someone suddenly breaking in and standing in front of the bull's-eye while practicing archery."
Everyone was shocked.
So it’s that simple?
They never considered this!
The saint said: "The disadvantages of relying too much on spiritual awareness. After this trip, everyone must fully understand this method."
Everyone agreed in unison.
Seeing the monks getting closer and closer to Wushan Ghost Town, the Yin soldiers and ghosts became anxious.
Hei Wusha said eagerly: "They seem to know your methods, sir."
"Yes, there is no way." Zhang Tianliu was depressed. He had been studying for so long, but someone broke it in a blink of an eye. You really underestimated the world's heroes and suffered a big loss.
"How about holding on?" Hei Wusha suggested.
"A dozen or so people are easy to fight. Now if we hit more than double the number, we will be crushed. By the way, have you studied the evil soul banner long-haired ghost?"
The hairy ghost shook his head when he heard this and said, "I can't control it yet."
"The reinforcements have not arrived, and the soul flags found in Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuaｎ.com are of no use. It seems..."
"What does it look like?" The ghosts were curious.
"You lay in ambush and look for opportunities to kill those who are alone. Zhong Gui Changmao will bring a few capable people back to the ghost country and occupy those bodies. I will lure them away."
How can I distract you from just one person?
Although they were curious, the ghosts did not ask and immediately executed.
The Saint and others finally broke into the Wushan Ghost Town and saw a very eye-catching huge dead tree.
"Collect all the ghosts." The saint ordered, and the monks immediately spread out to look for the ghosts.
Since being planned by Zhang Tianliu, Yin Hun has his own territory, evil ghosts have their own territory, and evil ghosts naturally have their own territory.
This kind of convenient management not only helped Zhang Tianliu, but also helped the Xiqiu Kingdom monks.
After they discovered this pattern, they simply refused to enter a house with evil spirits, so they quickly cleared out several houses of ghosts.
There are many tools for catching ghosts. They use soul-raising cloth bags, which can hold hundreds of ghosts.
After a while, everyone reached out and was filled with bulging gray cloth bags the size of their heads.
"The north is gone."
"Catch the light from the south."
"There are no ghosts in the east."
"The ghosts of the last few rooms on the west side are all here."
The monks from Xiqiu Kingdom gradually gathered under the Resentment Tree.
The saint glanced at the compass in her hand and watched the pointer tremble slightly. She knew that the saint's soul must be in it, but there was no time for her to find it, so she had to order: "Let's go."
The group of people rushed towards the ghost gate.
However, when he was leaving the town, he suddenly saw a ray of light falling from the sky with a dark wind, and hit it heavily outside the town. When the dark wind dissipated, Zhang Tianliu stopped in front of everyone with a mandarin duck blade in his hand, and asked coldly: "Say Where’s the good one?”