Chapter 196: The Four Saints of Kowloon Island
North of the official road outside Xiqi City, there is an inn called Streamside.
The night is as thick as ink, so thick that it seems to swallow up all the light. Nezha's karma burns away all the plants and trees, leaving only the house standing in place.
The old scout came quickly with his horse. Because the city was closed by Xiqi's curfew, he planned to stay at the post station for a night. "I don't know when the war will take place. Fortunately, Xiqi has the help of an immortal, otherwise he would die like the three princes."
One person and one horse hurried into the post station.
The old scout tied the horse to the corner of the wall and lit the candlelight on the table. The light and shadows swayed, and the shadows around seemed to be squirming.
He felt a little uneasy, patted the horse's back and whispered, "Old man, I will be wronged tonight, let's leave at dawn."
The horse lowered his head and ate the hay on the ground. It seems nothing unusual.
The old scout turned around and came to the broken bed, ready to lie down and rest.
Suddenly, a low voice came from behind, as if mixed in the cold wind, or echoing from the depths of the ground. "Do I... look like a human?"
The old scout turned around suddenly, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
The sound was actually from the corner of the wall. He stared at the horses tightly, and saw the latter slowly lifting his head, his eyes flashing under the dim candlelight, and then... the corner of his mouth was raised.
The horse actually showed a smile on his face.
"You...what are you?"
The old scout's voice trembled a little, and his hand was already pressed on the hilt of the knife around his waist.
The horse's mouth moved, his voice was low and hoarse, as if squeezed out of his throat: "I ask you... do you look like a human?"
The old scout's back burst into tears. It was cold, and the cold sweat slid down my forehead.
Seeing that the old scout had not responded for a long time, the horse made a sharp neighing sound, and three cracks emerged from the top to the bottom of the neck.
"Does it look like a human!!!"
The old scout was in a trance, his legs were weak and unable to escape.
He said without hesitation: "Like! Like a human!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old scout vomited blood and died. The horse's head and neck split into four parts, gradually turning into four parts. A very different head.
Striped, slim, ferocious, and spotted leopard.
The top of the head was covered with burrs, and the other end disappeared into the darkness.
The burrs are constantly twisting and entangled and surrounded by each other, not like ordinary things at all.
If Yang He had witnessed it, he would have recognized the first time that the four types of strange beasts were the mounts of the four saints of Jiulong Island in the original work, and the burrs seemed to be very similar to the Moon-Old Red Line transformed by Concubine Wang.
Four horses crawled hard to the backyard of the inn.
"Xiqi is really weak, and there is no magic array to cover the whole city."
"Shen Gongbao made us disrupt the order in Xiqi, which seemed easy. It would be better to take the opportunity to kill millions of ordinary people to eliminate future troubles."
"No!!"
At the beginning, four heads spoke in the beginning. There is no primary or secondary, and it slowly turns into a different sound.
"We brothers are only responsible for attacking and killing the disciples of the three generations. Don't forget the immortals' casting spells. If you are not careful, you will take your and my life."
The person who spoke was Bing's head, and it was also The King Demon, led by the Four Saints of Jiulong Island, and the other three were Yang Sen, with a ferocious head, Li Xingba, and a tall and dry head.
The king demon glanced at the burrs left by the immortals and could sense that his own strength was blessed.
At the same time, the burrs are constantly eroding the body and soul, and are not fatal in a short period of time, but in the long run, the four of them will inevitably get into trouble.
"In addition to Jiang Ziya, there are five three-generation disciples of the Academic Sect. Long Beard Tiger is currently in seclusion and does not need to pay too much attention."
Wang Mo licked his forehead with his narrow tongue and spitted along his spit Chin dripping. "Huang Tianhua, the disciple of the True Lord of Qingxu Daode and Huang Feihu's eldest son, is already training a group of elite soldiers and generals for Xiqi."
"Kill and kill!!"
"Li Xingba is responsible for dealing with Huang Tianhua. This man is a master of magic weapons, and he is even more invincible when riding the jade unicorn."
"Brother, have The immortal bless us, Huang Tianhua will undoubtedly die. I will take away his neck and hand it over to Huang Feihu, ha!" Li Xingba agreed, and then his ferocious head swelled.
Bang.
After the muffled sound, his ferocious head was split into pieces.
Wang Mo heard his junior brother's excitement and his heart was filled with fear of Hu Ximei. The two immortals from Lu Tai from the upper realm were so terrible that they could turn into ghosts temporarily.
Everyone with supernatural powers and abilities has been blessed, and it has become strange and inexplicable.
Ask yourself.
Are they still humans now?
The king demon suppressed distracting thoughts. If he wanted to become an immortal, he could only follow what Bi Gan said. The two immortals would teach them the secret techniques of the upper realm.
"Nezha, the disciple of Taiyi Zhenren, I believe you have seen it. The karma fire released is almost everything, but the mind is reckless and will not consider too many gains and losses."
< br>"You can deal with Nezha, remember not to face the enemy head-on."
Gao Youqian chuckled a few times, even if Nezha's strength is comparable to that of Hunyuan Realm, it's in a densely populated area Xiqi cannot play it out at all.
You can't burn the ordinary, right? I am afraid that it will burn all Xiqi before the army approaches.
"Brother, I will patiently torture Nezha. I like to listen to children wailing."
Bang.
The leopard's head was wide open, and then turned into minced meat.
Yang Sen couldn't wait to ask, "Brother, who am I going to kill? Is Jiang Ziya?!!" "If Jiang Ziya doesn't have to do it, he can't die now."
Wang Mo narrowed his eyes, "Yang He, the second disciple of Taiyi Zhenren, has a paradoxical corpse-executing immortal body, and his reputation outside is more resounding than Nezha, and the rumored corpse Taoist."
" The Taoist of the Corpse, I will bite his flesh and blood inch by inch! ! "
"Yang He should not be underestimated. Wen Zhong mentioned that his corpse-executed immortal body is extraordinary and has been granted a woman Saint Wa's baptism was resurrected several times when his body and head were separated. "
"Immortality? Even immortals cannot be immortal!" Wang Mo said in a deep voice, his tone With a hint of solemnity, "Yang Sen, you are the most critical among us. The corpse Taoist has just been promoted to the realm of concentration, so he must be killed as soon as possible."
"Brother, don't worry, if he can really be immortal, I will seal all the fragments of my limbs in my stomach."
"Yes."
Wang Mo's expression slowed down , "I am facing Yang Jian, but to be honest, I may not necessarily gain the upper hand, and I may even be at risk of losing." "Yang Sen, after you kill Yang He, support the other brothers immediately." br>
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"It's just a corpse." Wang Mo nodded, and then his head exploded, and Yang Sen followed closely behind.
The headless horse corpse fell heavily to the ground, and the blood had already dried up.
At the same time.
The Four Saints of Kowloon Island have made arrangements in advance. The yin energy in Xiqi City is everywhere, and a fishy smell that only animals have is spread.
boom!
Boom! !
The ghost realm appeared without warning, covering all the places in the city.
The West City Wall where Yang Jian is located, the barracks stables where Huang Tianhua is located, the snack street where Nezha is located, and the Jiulongjian, the suburbs where Yang He is located.
The cold wind blew, and the waning moon reflected a blood-red color.
The stone bricks in the West City Wall became mottled, as if after thousands of years of wind and frost, black liquid oozing out from the cracks.
The horses in the barracks were manic and restless, as if they felt some kind of terrifying existence.
The empty snack street has lights always on.
The Jiulong River is filled with thick fog, and the plants and trees are growing again. Compared with the other three ghost domains, the yin energy is somewhat undetectable.
You can vaguely hear, and Janssen's hysterical whisper sounded inside.
"Where is Yang He? Where is the Taoist corpse?"
"Why was the breath just now near Jiulongjian, but it suddenly disappeared!"
"Only by death and death can we escape the beast-eating Ghost Domain, no, he must be hiding in the corner, I will find you! ! "
Yang Sen was about to go crazy, and was ready to tear Yang He apart, but found that the latter did not face the enemy head-on at all. I have no choice.
Fortunately, with the blessing of immortals, the elder brother and the others will not be defeated in a short period of time.
………
[Your character "The Taoist Child in the Corpse" is dead, playing the allusion ends]
Yang He wakes up in the main world, with a cold feeling on his lips. "It seems that they are the four saints of Kowloon Island. Their methods are even more hidden than they imagined. They are almost trapped in the ghost realm. Fortunately, I reacted in time."
He found that the moment when the spiritual vision grew inexplicably Escape into the ground.
The ghost realms broke out at the same time in all directions, which shows that the three generations of disciples in Xiqi were in the same situation, and now they should be deeply trapped in the ghost realm.
"Xiqi really lacks the means of snooping."
Whether Yang Jian's sky eye or Yang He's plague eye are all pupil ghosts who tend to assist in attacking. Xiqi wants to turn around. Passively, only Tongtian Eye Yang Ren joined the Alliance of Defeat Zhou.
Yang He leaned against the courtyard wall, thinking about how to break the deadlock.
"Play the third prince? The other party must be unprepared for the drought dragon underground."
Yang He shook his head and gave up his thoughts. After all, the third prince's strength was inferior to the corpse Taoist boy and was not 100% sure to break through the ghost realm.
"And it's okay to be in a stalemate in Jiulongjian, and there are no ordinary people in the suburbs."
[Volume: Heart is born with the heart and blood is born with the death]
[Related allusion "Blood pit ghost" , "Ghost Prison Formation", whether to consume 10 points of spiritual vision to enter the allusion world]
The faces of three optional characters appeared in front of Yang He.
The Blood Pit ghost has indeed begun.
[Officers and soldiers (green): As a soldier guarding the west city wall, you learned shallow spells with the Sanmu Taoist, but suddenly it was pitch black inside and outside the city wall, and only beasts were ringing continuously. 】
[Farmer (White): There are constant strange things in Xiqi City. The animals you raise at home died suddenly for no reason. Even if the corpse is disposed of in time, there is still an unpleasant smell in the pigpen. 】
[Da Gengren (green): You are responsible for patrolling the streets in the middle of the night, but today I found that many places in the city were blocked by soldiers. 】
【If you do not choose your identity, you will play the role of the true story】
"I have to help the three senior brothers get out of trouble first, and then concentrate on the efforts to eliminate the four saints of Jiulong Island. Well, Yang Jian is definitely fine. Nezha is also a Xiaoqiang who cannot be beaten, but Huang Tianhua is the only one." Yang He's impression, Huang Tianhua died in the battlefield without suffocating the War of Gods. "There can't be something wrong with Huang Tianhua. If you die, it may affect Huang Feihu's family's surrender."
He refreshed three times in a row, and finally a character involved in the barracks appeared.
[Horse Trainer (White): You are responsible for raising horses for the Xiqi Army, but tonight is a little different. At some point, the stable was empty, leaving half of the horse neighing. 】
"Just let's trainer, it's closest to Huang Tianhua."
"It's just that my cultivation is slightly lower. Try to teach the Sutra of No Self-non Life. If it doesn't work, I'll find a way to disrupt the arrangement through extreme means."< br>
(This chapter ends)