Chapter 193 Even if they die, they will never die.
The two of them went further and it would be difficult to avoid the crowd.
Because the closer you get to the thick fog, the more it looks like a battlefield, many monks of the True Shape Cult are dead, their faces are gray and they are lying horizontally on the ground. The other living monks and soldiers were sending them to the back in one breath, and then moved them away and stacked them together. The body was filled with blood and blood flowed, almost dyeing the ground black and red.
There is diffuse mist beginning to spread around, and it should be close to the gray fog at the foot of Youjiuyuan Mountain. Looking here, the fog covers the sky and the sun suddenly turns into dusk.
The plants and trees on the ground were all dead, and they were still crisscrossed with stalagmites, earth walls, pits, etc., which were created with magical magic of the True Shape. They extended to both sides and in the fog. But these things are extremely complete, with no trace of damage at all, and seem to have no effect in the war not long ago.
On the ground, there were only the bodies of the monks of the True Shape Cult, and no trace left by their opponents could be seen.
The corpses piled up together should be used to form a formation. There were about forty or fifty corpses in one of the piles. Three living monks were divided into three directions of the piles, muttering words, then igniting talismans, waving the flag, and pointing to a little in the fog in the distance. The corpse in the middle immediately twitched and then fell to the ground with a shriveled skin.
So a ripples suddenly appeared on the charred ground, and the invisible huge force underground drove a piece of ground into a wave of soil, rumbling towards the depths of the thick fog, like waves. The fog was slightly dispersed, and Li Wuxiang could see clearly the farther place through the light green vortex in the air.
He thought it would be an open space, but at this time he saw that there were many dense tents and corpses in the depths of the thick fog, which were all shriveled. It seemed that the people of the True Shape Cult should have been The ones stationed in the front are now retreating, and I don’t know how far they have left these days.
In other directions, there were also waves of earth rumbling into the fog. For a moment, the earth shook and smoke filled the dust. The clear vision in front of them was immediately covered. The smoke and dust wrapped the fog and rolled backwards towards Youjiuyuan. But after pushing out about one mile, it seemed like it had hit something and rushed up high. The tiny gravel mixed in it scattered from the sky like a rainstorm, making the ground crackle.
Although the two of them had hidden their bodies, they would still have a contour if they were asked to splash. Li Wuxiang immediately said to Kong Jingci: "Senior sister, let's retreat."
Kong Jingci Ci nodded, and the two of them walked in the same pace and quickly retreated to more than ten steps behind a group of monks.
It seems that the fight is about to start again - it should have been a break in the battle just now, and now, there are countless monks in the True Shape Cult in front of them and the left and right sides of this defense line. The man once again showed off the tablet in his hand and formed a formation, as if waiting for something.
When the gravel in the sky completely scattered, the surroundings became extremely quiet. The nearby world seemed to have become a confined space. A dozen steps away, Li Wuxiang could gradually hear the breathing, heartbeat of the monks in front of him, and the sound of holding the tablets in a plaid way.
The mist flowed again, sticking to the ground, winding in the gullies of the land like a thin snake, and the coldness spreads over. White fog began to appear near the mouth and nose of the monks of the True Shape Cultivation, as if the current midsummer has become It's late autumn.
This seemed to be a sign that the enemy was about to attack. The monks of the True Shape Cult in front became even more nervous. Some people began to look around, as if they wanted to escape. One of them looked back frequently, probably planning to find a way out in advance, but he paused as he glanced over the direction where the two were, then opened his eyes wide and looked at them.
He can see! ?
Li Wuxiang was shocked, but he knew what was going on the next moment. The surroundings became colder and colder, and frost began to form on the ground, and two footprints were left on the ground where the two were!
The monk of the True Shape Cultivation opened his mouth, and Kong Jingci also saw this scene and was about to take action-
The monk's mouth, which had already opened and was about to shout, suddenly became empty. . A blood hole appeared on the back of his head, and then a sharp and extremely cold sword energy buzzed through Li Wuxiang's ears. At this moment, he saw clearly the appearance of the sword energy, which was a sword sect. The flying sword quickly disappeared into a black fog in the air!
Then the buzzing sounds formed into a long and huge roar. Countless vortexes appeared in the gray fog in front of the monks of the True Shape Cultivation, all of which were cyclones aroused by the flying sword - Sword Rain! The sword energy like a heavy rain gushed over, and just one of the monks in the True Shape Cultivation in front of them was sieve. A yellow light immediately appeared behind them and soared into the sky, like a high wall.
The sound of reciting the mantra also roared, and countless shadows of heavenly soldiers and generals appeared in the yellow light wall, exactly the same as the one Li Wuxiang saw in the coffin mountain that night, the true form monk was a monk of the True Shape Cultivation that year. His body seemed to be stretched out from the inside by some force. The blood light suddenly appeared and the internal organs fell, and then turned into five-colored mysterious lights and merged into the light wall.
So the whole world began to fall, and the huge force crushed from the void into the sun's world fell into deep ground, and then it seemed to be oppressed to the extreme, and then suddenly rushed up high, as if the earth was in full swing. It became a vast ocean blown by the wind, so in such a tide of earth and a line of defense formed by the monks of the True Shape Cult, the huge figure that Li Wuxiang had seen on the coffin mountain appeared—
< br>The earth and stone gather into towering human-shaped stone mountains! The blue-white, red, and black-yellow aura on this stone mountain intertwined, and then it was gathered into a round halo at the position of the head, like a god!
These monks used their flesh and blood as their guide and invited the Five Mountains True Spirits!
But these real spirits are smaller than what he saw on the coffin mountain, and the halo behind his head is also hazy, as if it will disappear in the next moment. I don’t know if it is because these monks’ realm are too low, or because they are not Not in the parish.
The incarnations of these Five Mountains are now in the fog, like hills, the halo behind the head radiates light one by one, and the thick fog is driven away and suppressed, becoming sticky and thick. It was like black liquid, attached to the ground.
So, things in the thick fog also appeared-
It's a human being. There are probably more people in the dense range than those of the True Shape Sect. Although there are many types of clothing in this world, the overall style is mostly narrow-sleeved. Even the relatively wide Taoist robe does not look as fluttering like Li Wuxiang’s impression in his previous life.
Some of these human figures have similar clothes to the times, with clear faces and even sharp expressions on their faces, but they are all dead gray from head to toe, and black lingers between their mouths and noses. The dead air.
Some people's clothing is different from that of the times, and it looks very similar to the characters in the ancient sword scores and illustrations he saw in the illusion of Tianxin. The figures of these people should be slightly blurred, their faces are only vaguely visible, and their expressions are dull. And some of them are the most numerous and seem to be wearing iron armor! The figures of these people are the most vague, almost a phantom, and they can't even distinguish between their mouth and nose. They gathered in groups of three or five, and some people held something like a big star in their hands. Although it was as thin as a shadow, it was large and flat, compared to human figures. It is clearer that the words written on the flag are, karma!
Did these people come from the dynasty? More than three thousand years ago? They are all undead! ?
As soon as these human figures appeared, the heavenly soldiers and generals in the light wall immediately rushed down from the air and fought with them in a group.
Li Wuxiang and Kong Jingci hurriedly retreated a little further, and found that the two sides were really fighting "mixed" - those vague undead should have died the earliest, and their movements were very stiff when they were moving. Most of the weapons used are commonly used on the battlefield such as knives, guns, axes, hammers, etc., which seem to rely on their instincts during their lifetime, and they neither know how to dodge nor cooperate.
Some of the more flexible ones are those dressed in ancient times. The weapons used are swords, some are long swords, some are short swords, and some are very close to the weapons used by today's swordsmen, which are small swords. These people already know that they will shuttle back and forth between the crowd to find fighter jets, but once they fight with others, they will fight to the death until they turn into a black dead aura.
The one who looks most like a living person is dressed in the world. Although this part does not account for the majority of these undead spirits, they are still countless in general. They move almost exactly the same as swordsman. The flying swords in their palms turn into black lights, which is completely the style of swordsman!
So these... are actually transformed by monks from the Sword Sect’s Dharma System after their death?
The alive monks of the True Shape Cultivate from the two of them formed a formation again, but they no longer worshiped flesh and blood, but they recited curses and waved flags to instruct the golden heavenly soldiers to gather together The team cooperates with each other.
Once someone commanded, the battlefield situation immediately reversed, and the soul of the Sword Sect was forced to retreat and cut into small pieces, gradually causing the heavenly soldiers to break out a path towards Youjiuyuan.
At this time, in the direction Li Wuxiang was looking at, a dozen bodies suddenly rushed towards this side. If they didn't look at the gray color on their bodies but only their expressions and movements, they would think they were really alive. people!
Li Wuxiang's heart suddenly tightened when he saw these dead souls.
Because their dress is exactly what Youjiuyuan Swordsman looks like today, and one of them is -
"Senior Sister, we have to retreat aside." Li Wuxiang Staring at the distance, he said to Kong Jingci, "There is a mess here, and his supernatural powers are not eye-catching. I am just afraid that the things summoned by the True Shape Sect can see through our magic weapon."
Kong Jingci I was stunned before and was a little stunned. At this time, I nodded after hearing his words, and turned to the left and looked: "Let's go to the top of the stalagmites...what are these things!?"
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Li Wuxiang didn't say anything anymore, but while sensing the flow of her energy, she jumped to the top of the stalagmites with her, staring at the figure she saw before.
He could see clearly here, that was... Helian Ji!
Helianji died in the coffin city before, but now he looks like he was alive. As soon as he jumped into the crowd, he immediately opened his mouth, as if he was shouting loudly. Li Wuxiang couldn't hear his voice, and he didn't know if he shouted, but after he seemed to say a few words, the undead around him immediately gathered towards him and surrounded him like a coach. stand up.
The other dozen who came with him should also be the newly dead swordsmen, but Li Wuxiang didn't recognize them. These people gathered a group of undead around them like Helianji, and seemed to say something to each other and lead them back into the formation.
As soon as someone led the command, these people gathered more and more. In an instant, they would break into the direction of Youjiu Abyss and force the heavenly soldiers to retreat. As soon as the situation slowed down, these more than a dozen people immediately sneaked into the crowd and disappeared.
The monks of the True Shape Cult below who were chanting mantras also saw them and seemed to become panicked. While waving the order flag, we gathered together, and we wanted to form a new formation. However, on the ground five or six steps away, there was a monk who had been worn into a sieve before lying on the ground. Because he was stronger, he was still breathing one by one. At this moment, the breath finally ended, and he tilted his head and died on the ground.
At the moment he died, the last breath that came out of his mouth suddenly turned into a small black fog. Then the black fog quickly grew, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a It has a human form - it is Helianji!
Without waiting for the monks not far away to react, he turned into a gray light and rushed into the crowd. The flying sword in his palm was like a black snake. After several raids, more than a dozen monks formed a formation. They all fell to the ground, died of anger - and when they let out their last breath, the breath immediately turned into a ball of black gas, rapidly rising, and then turned into a sword cultivator in the shape of ten humans, and broke into the crowd again!
It seems that he was infected by some extremely terrifying epidemic. After only a few breaths, the monks of the True Shape Cultivation behind the high light wall fell down like wheat harvested in summer. The souls of the dead quickly spread behind the light curtain like a gray-black flood passing through the dam. So the light curtain facing Li Wuxiang and Kong Jingci flashed slightly and collapsed. The Five Mountains True Spirit who were invited from afar collapsed into earth and rocks in the sky, and a whole thick fog spread out from the ground again. , rolling outward.
Once the loss here is like a thousand-mile long dike breaking a hole, the swordsman's soul rushed into the crowd, and in an instant it became a large piece of gray fog rolling forward!
Li Wuxiang looked at the scene and suddenly remembered what Mei Qiulu said to him when she was outside the coffin city that day.
At that time, he mentioned that Helianji died in the mountain master's mansion, and Mei Qiulu said, "As for Helian, you don't have to be too sad. The swordsman who died for Taiyi would not fall into the resentful ghost of Lingshan Mountain. You will know in the future.”
Is she referring to these things now?
These we see... should be the souls of swordsmen who have died for three thousand years. They are still guarding Youjiuyuan!
(This chapter ends)