Chapter 171: The Ghosts [Three Corpse Ghost Domain]
"Do you all carry the Taoist tradition with you?"
Yang He suddenly spoke.
Miao Ye couldn't help but be stunned. Seeing Yang He did not respond, he thought that the corpse baby was as intelligent as Queen Jiang.
A series of stalagmites approached the phoenix bed, and the Yin-gathering array was thus split.
Miao Ye was about to welcome Yang He's riddled with holes, but he noticed that the yin energy burst out from the latter's body.
Yang He had no intention of restraining and directly used the Dharma to heaven and earth.
In an instant.
The ghost prince, who was originally only at ordinary people's waist, had a huge size.
Tian Mingyu was so scared that he collapsed on the ground, knowing that his guess was indeed true, and then the shadow of a giant figure covered the entire bedroom.
Bang.
Yang He shook his arm hard, mixed with a sharp whistling, and directly crushed the stalagmites.
Miao Ye's smile became stiff, and he looked ahead incredibly. The corpse baby's head had already reached the beam of the house, at least six or seven meters.
It is definitely not an evil spirit, it must have come from the Immortal Family.
Otherwise, how could you master the supernatural powers such as the three-headed and six-armed Dharma body?
Before Miao Ye could react, Yang He had reached out to grab it, and his arm tore the air, coming with a terrifying impact.
He quickly drove the vagina, and 30% of his flesh and blood flowed into the seal in his palm.
The lifelike stone statue replaced itself, and then Yang He pinched his head, opened his eyes on the surface of his skin, and his nails contained poison.
Miao Ye felt relieved. The genital artifact was called the stone man. It has a very hard texture and cannot be broken through the fetal realm. After contact, it will stick to the skin and flesh, resulting in restraint.
He looked around and found that the other monks had bypassed him.
"Damn it!"
The monks wanted to take advantage of the corpse baby's time to take care of Queen Jiang's attack.
Kake...
Suddenly, Miao Ye's soul felt a stinging pain, and his spiritual sense lost its sense of sensing to the stone man.
He quickly turned his head to look, but saw Yang He as if he was holding a toothpick and twisting it hard. His vagina was overwhelmed and the crack spread.
Bang.
Yang He threw away the genital weapon that turned into pieces, and the splashed fragments pierced through the chests of three or four people. The monk who had not even reached the Dan Realm was killed immediately.
Miao Ye did not dare to be negligent, and a stone pillar grew out of his palm.
The evil ghost he accommodated was called the Corpse Woman Ghost. He could attack or defend the magical powers and earth techniques, and he could escape even if he was unable to defeat him. He was still not panic.
Shizhu was extremely sharp and penetrated Yang He's shoulder with a squeak.
Miao Ye couldn't suppress his joy. The erosion of the earth technique can make it difficult for the wound to heal, and blood flows out at all times. According to Yang He's dim Yanghuo, he will soon die.
But then the joy disappeared, and Yang He reached out and touched his shoulder.
What erosion?
The ladybugs rush to block the wound, not giving the corpse woman a chance to play.
Miao Ye thought it was not good, and he could not hurt Yang He even if he used up his means. He simply escaped for the time being and came back when everyone fought fiercely.
He pointed his index finger and his eyebrows were slightly between his eyebrows, and half of his body was sank into the ground.
"What are you thinking? Escape in front of me?"
Yang He leaned over and grabbed Miao Ye's neck, kicked his left foot and twisted it. , almost pulled the spine out of it.
"Bullying me at an eight-year-old young age is powerless?"
Eight years old?
Do you call this eight-year-old? ! !
"Save me! No...If you don't kill him, you will be in vain!"
Miao Ye asked for help heart-wrenchingly, Yang He had already made a horse stance, completely shaking Miao Ye treated him as a sandbag.
Bang bang bang bang bang...
Five arms hit Miao Ye's chest and abdomen, and the sound of a dull sound as if a gong was beating.
Miao Ye's skin was full of flesh, but the yang fire was not affected, and he only felt sour and weak.
Yang Heyi let go and he fell to the ground.
I'm not dead?
Hahaha, I was not dead!
Miao Ye stumbled and stood up, but saw the shocked gazes of the monks.
"I..."
Miao Ye walked a few steps away, and a ladybug crawled out of his nose.
At this moment, he noticed that countless ladybugs were squirming between his flesh and blood, and the yin energy was trying to remove it. The overwhelming swarm of insects surged out from his mouth and nose, and the soft human skin fell.
Who would have thought that a living person had been eaten up in just a moment.
"Run!!!"
Faced with such a monster, sitting in the Dan Realm, he knew that he was not qualified to threaten Yang He, so they rushed towards the nearest doors and windows without hesitation.
The other three people were a little hesitant in the fetal transformation realm and were in a dilemma for a moment.
Yang He smiled grimly and his fist hit a man's head.
The headless corpse was blown away, the flesh and brain burst, and the limbs were twitching, and it was still running for a long time.
Yang He was like hitting a gopher, punching him and not giving them time to regret.
The advantages of three heads and six arms are fully reflected in the narrow house. No matter how far away you are, it is only two or three steps away. Usually, the vaginal weapon has just been removed and has become a corpse.
Tian Mingyu survived and hid in the corner alone.
He wanted to cry without tears. He had known that he should have stayed away from Chaoge. Since he had already seen something was wrong, why did he still have to be greedy?
Tian Mingyu immediately noticed that Feng Jinsong, who had the most experienced fetal realm, was not panicked.
Feng Jinsong reminded in a deep voice: "The corpse baby has natural magical powers, but his body is too weak at the age of seven or eight. It will be good for us to continue procrastinating. You two can cooperate with me."
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He put his hands behind him, and lightning flashed in his skin.
Ghost Domain?
Tian Mingyu was excited. The weakness of the corpse baby is likely to be the ghost realm.
Maybe three heads and six arms, supernatural powers, and spiritual pupils can be born with it, but only the ghost realm can only be mastered after a long period of practice.
He saw that Yang He was not an evil spirit at all, so it was impossible for him to be vulgar. In the allusion world, the ghost realm is usually called a great supernatural power. In a sense, it is true, and it is a manifestation of the great success of Taoist practice.
Feng Jinsong became a disciple of the King Demon of the Four Saints of Jiulong Island.
He is good at thunder magic, and the ghost realm naturally tends to thunder magic. "It smells like a corpse, a thing that is not tolerated by the laws of nature. Haha, even if it is not an evil spirit, it must be restrained by the thunder method." Yang He has come close to him in three or two steps, Feng Jinsong calmly turned half a meter sideways.
"Check!"
Feng Jinsong's tongue suddenly exploded in his mouth. It would cost to use the ghost realm, otherwise the evil ghosts in his body would backfire and lead to devilishness.
"Thunderstorm."
Electric light flashed by.
Thick clouds cover the bedroom, and you can vaguely see the ghost shadows that look like monkeys flapping their flesh wings and moving inside.
Yang He stopped and recognized that Feng Jinsong was reggae.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
The murderous man who is about to be executed will be born only after he dies from lightning strikes. Reggae is very rare, at least he has never encountered it in the main world.
Sizzy.
The majestic thunder formed a bright golden silk thread surrounding Feng Jinsong.
Two cultivators from the Fetal Transformation Realm summoned the magic weapon to pull the thunder. Suddenly, silk threads wrapped around Yang He, and light burst out from it! !
Thunder drowns Yang He, and you can smell a faint burnt smell.
Feng Jinsong chuckled, "It's a pity that a good body of medicine is no longer useful after being baptized by thunder."
Tian Mingyu was secretly shocked, and he is worthy of being a great master. .
In fact, many monks find it difficult to use the ghost realm even if they reach the perfection of the evil ghost realm, mainly because they are afraid of being backfired.
Humans and ghosts need a long time to get in touch, which is the embodiment of the ultimate power of magic.
Skills are close to Tao!
Tian Mingyu's mind became active again. He was a killing ghost. He was not greedy. Two or three fingers were enough...
"So that's it."
Tian Mingyu frowned slightly. , I heard a mixed murmur when the thunder burned.
etc? The consciousness of the corpse baby has not been erased by the ghost realm? "Hey, I still have to thank my seniors for teaching their experience, otherwise I would have to find out the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month." Feng Jinsong snorted coldly, with a little more doubt in his heart, subconsciously restrained the ghost realm, and immediately became familiar with him. The breath leaks from it.
The corpse baby was actually imitating the urging ghost realm, and his movements were extremely unfamiliar.
"Haha."
"For the first time using great magical powers, you need to endure unimaginable fears. If you are not careful, you will be scattered..."
Yang He tilted his head, the Yang Fire was about to extinguish, and Thunder did restrain the corpse baby, but Feng The ghost realm of Jinsong is really a bit sparse and ordinary. "Let you see what great powers are."
The ghost stepped into the ghost realm, and a rib turned into pieces at the cost.
Fear of death?
It does not exist.
Maybe there are countless possibilities for the three ghosts to backlash.
But it is impossible that it is because of the fear of death. The three ghosts have long been numb to death.
Yang He canceled the state of Dharma in the world, and the aura of the ghost spread, and everyone present smelled the stinking corpse stinking.
Or, the corpse fragrance.
They swallowed at the same time, and Yang He's words came from his ears. "It is said that people have three corpses, and once they are cut off, they can live forever. The upper corpse Peng Ju is in the Niwan Palace, the middle corpse Peng Ju is in the abdomen, the lower corpse Peng Ju is in the stomach and feet."
"Well, I have talked about any of them, mainly because of them."
"My great power should be able to involve the three corpses."
"So I Call it [Three Corpse Ghost Realm]."
Feng Jinsong's face changed drastically, and he didn't care about Yang He's nonsense, but the ghost realm was indeed showing, and then his back was inexplicably itchy.
At some time, there was an extra face on the back of his head.
Puff.
The face and eyes were filled with resentment, and then Feng Jinsong's ribs grew a pair of arms, snatching the neck tightly, robbing the body of control.
It's like another self that suddenly was born.
The most terrifying thing is that the other person can use yin energy and even communicate with reggae. One rises and the other falls and the other falls, and it is impossible to get out of trouble.
Feng Jinsong opened his mouth wide in despair, stretched his arms out of the upper and lower jaws, and his skull was overwhelmed.
"No!"
Yang He looked around and all monks were in the same state, like a conjoined person. "It's interesting, but unfortunately, the Three Corpse Ghost Realm is limited to two mortal heads, and the Little Ghost Realm has just begun to see the path, so the power is barely satisfactory."
"I don't know what kind of ghost realm can the pupil ghost be nurtured?"
Yang He did not hold back and dealt with the cultivators who were killing each other one by one.
Empress Jiang is still sleeping.
Yang He plays the role of the Ghost Prince carrying a three-legged tripod, and then summons the vagina to comfort Queen Jiang and get into the tripod.
He opened the door and the monks outside the bedroom had already run away.
Woo...
The wind was blowing heavily, and the fallen leaves swept the fear of the people in the city.
Yang He looked at Zhaixing Tower. "The Ghost Emperor is here?!!"
The pages of the book are flying all over the sky, and the bloody giant head rolls out of the Zhaixing Tower, the blood vessels connecting the neck open and close, lifting the head into the air.
Blood vessels spread, weaving large nets between the buildings in the palace.
Yang He vaguely identified that the facial features of the giant head were very similar to King Zhou.
(This chapter ends)