Chapter 211 Yang He, a good man worthy of entrusting
The visibility of the Xiqi ghost realm has dropped sharply, and only the sound of fighting from the top of the city wall can be heard around, and the atmosphere is so depressing that it is breathtaking.
Jiang Ziya quickly directed a hundred soldiers to transport the bodies of evil spirits.
Soldiers piled up the bodies in the streets and alleys near the flesh and blood Taoist temple, and then dense blood vessels extended from the bottom of the Taoist temple.
The corpse soon became a nutrient for the flesh and blood Taoist temple.
The soldiers looked surprised and did not dare to look at the strange and inexplicable scene.
From the outline that is faintly visible in the thick fog, the volume of the flesh and blood Taoist temple is still expanding, exceeding fifteen meters in a short time, and the decoration of the building is becoming more and more refined.
Yang He was paying attention to the battle situation while seizing this rare opportunity.
Because the heavenly way can be visualized every hundred days, the ghost is stuck in the first place to enter the state of concentration due to lack of spiritual roots, but the ghost of the pupil has no such restrictions. The guardian god has the spiritual roots of the plague eye in the body.
By absorbing the evil corpses, the spiritual roots of the plague eye progressed extremely smoothly.
Yang He had a premonition that it would not take long to break through the spirit and reach the growth of branches. "It's a pity that the number of buildings in the Flesh Taoist Temple cannot be increased." Yang He couldn't help but sigh inwardly. The Flesh Taoist Temple is the most bizarre role he has ever played, and can increase the volume unlimitedly by eating.
It’s a pity that the second Taoist temple was unable to be constructed.
Just as the situation was in a stalemate, Wen Zhong quietly appeared outside the city gate, and the thunder gathered into an ocean and landed on the ground indiscriminately.
Wen Zhong raised his eyes, his face full of confusion after years.
He would rather die than get an answer, why did the Da Shang do something wrong and the country can prosper for two or three thousand years? "Wen Zhong!" Jiang Ziya's heart tightened and did not dare to neglect anything.
He quickly casts the spell, and five gods penetrate into the mouth and nose of a mouse in the corner of the wall.
The mouse struggled wildly in the hissing, and in a moment it turned into a three-meter-sized four-dimensional figure. He took the initiative to bow his head and let Jiang Ziya ride on him.
The head is shaped like a unicorn, with horns, and the hair is colorful. The body is as strong as a dragon. The back is like a turtle, but there is no tortoise shell on the abdomen.
Jiang Ziya held the magic whip in her hand, and rushed towards Wen Zhong with a four-dimensional figure.
Wen Zhong Yinbao is also a long whip, wrapped in thunder.
He recited an obscure spell, and thunders hit Jiang Ziya head-on, and the southern city wall became riddled with holes.
Dong.
The two of them crossed and the south city wall almost collapsed.
Jiang Ziya's face changed slightly, and she hurriedly led Wen Zhong away.
The two of them became more and more intense, and the scope of the two was extremely wide. The evil spirits turned into by countless evil soldiers were destroyed in the thunder.
Even the present life has been affected.
At the same time, the sky above Xiqi is full of dark clouds, thunder is rolling, but there is no rain, and the concentration of Yin Qi in the city is intensifying out of thin air.
"Hehe."
Shen Gongbao appeared on the official road, gently stroked his beard and showed a sneer.
Due to the short-term multiple body grabs, the head heals extremely slowly, and black tissue can be seen in most of the broken skulls.
Shen Gongbao looked at Xiqi, waiting for the fall of the city.
According to his plan, no matter whether Wen Zhong died or lived, most of the people would be killed or injured.
The big merchants just need to surround Xiqi and wait for the list of gods to be overwhelmed. How could the saint care about who is the common ruler of the world in the mortal world?
Suddenly, a scream of horror sounded everywhere in the city.
Shen Gongbao nodded with satisfaction. As expected, the exorcist formation temporarily arranged by Jiang Ziya could not have no flaws. It is a matter of time before the collapse of the magic array.
However, after a moment, the scorching fire illuminated Xiqi City.
Nezha stepped on the wind and fire wheels and Huntian Ling stirred hard, and all the evil spirits that had not yet solidified were reduced to coke.
The body was thrown into the altar in the middle of the city. "No...no?" Shen Gongbao looked surprised and watched Nezha sitting cross-legged in the air bored.
The evil-exorcist formation became stable, and even the thunder clouds dissipated. In this way, Xiqi might be able to hold on.
Shen Gongbao's facial features were distorted and he kept muttering about the impossible.
"Does Jiang Ziya have a backup plan? She can prepare for the backup plan in two or three days."
Shen Gongbao hesitated for a long time, then took out a mirror of yin and yang colors from his arms and looked at him. It turns into a mundane appearance.
The shadow of the soles of the feet cracked and penetrated into the Xiqi ghost realm through the crack.
It was not long before he died, and the Xiqi Ghost Realm had changed a lot.
There are a lot of signs of flesh-and-blood transformation on the ground walls. The plants and trees are like blood vessels and meridians. The pavilions and towers that were originally reduced to ruins are re-entered into a whole in the flesh-and-blood transformation.
Even the southern city wall is slowly healing.
"Yang He!!"
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
Since contact with Yang He, Shen Gongbao has been repeatedly frustrated, as if every step was plotted against by the other party.
Shen Gongbao looked at the towering flesh-and-blood Taoist temple, whose volume had expanded to twenty meters, like a huge heart.
The figures of the two guardian gods also increased accordingly, exceeding fifteen meters.
Shen Gongbao knew in his heart that the implementation of the body-taking method still required waiting for the head to heal completely. At this moment, he would only destroy himself.
He turned his eyes and landed in the direction of the south city gate.
Deng Jiugong and his daughter were leading the soldiers to support each other, and the defense line suffered heavy casualties. If Yang Jian had not occasionally provided support, he would have been defeated.
"Deng Jiugong, I will send you to the Investiture of Gods to reunite your family."
Shen Gongbao murmured in a low voice, and a trace of sinister flashed between his eyebrows.
He crawled into the shadow at the bottom of the south city wall, used all his yin energy to control the shadow to fall, and suddenly the city wall made an overwhelming sound.
The many soldiers at the top of the city wall fell and fell, causing dozens of evil spirits to break through the defense line.
The south wall has already collapsed.
Deng Jiugong glared at him, but his sword could not be held firmly, and then he pushed away Deng Chanyu who wanted to escort him away.
"Chan Yu, you lead the soldiers back to the city."
"Father, you..."
"We are not right, if I don't die here, In the future, the Deng family will not even have a foothold in Xiqi. "
Deng Chanyu opened her mouth wide, but didn't know what to say.
"Let's go!"
Some of the walls began to collapse, and the four generals of the Demon family accidentally entangled Yang Jian.
Deng Jiugong rushed into the evil spirits. Yu Guang caught Deng Chanyu's safe retreat and felt a little relieved, but then a thought arose. "It would be great if his daughter could find a disciple of the third generation of the Ancestral Sect as her son-in-law." He thought in his mind that the people who were shining were all disciples of the Twelve Golden Immortals." Especially Yang He, although his methods are strange, he heard that his Taoist temple incarnation was a kind of profound immortal technique.
Even Jiang Ziya praised Yang He many times, and was the most outstanding among the disciples of the three generations. "Chan Yu has already met Yang He, maybe..." Deng Jiugong couldn't help thinking, most of the three Yang fires had been extinguished.
Boom! ! !
A sudden loud noise, the city was shaking, as if the sky collapsed and the earth was broken.
Deng Jiugong looked up in shock, and the flesh-and-blood Taoist temple actually rose from the ground, like a giant mountain floating in the air, supported by countless blood vessels.
The blood vessels on the surface of the Taoist temple pulsate violently, emitting heart-wrenching pressure.
"He...he is human?!!!"
(The end of this chapter)