Chapter 246: Fighting Yang Liulang honestly
Yang He looked out the window, and the darkness in the tunnel was as rich as the substance.
At some point, a faint mist filled the air.
The candlelights along the road swayed, and the visibility of the light illuminated was extremely low.
Yang He inadvertently noticed that the inscribed handwriting of the Qianyuan Mountain Seal held by Nezha’s palm was actually turned in a mirror-turned image.
"Jianzhu Street Station..."
When he recalled, Jianzhu was the nickname for mirror.
"As there any ghost, are there any evil spirits related to mirrors?"
Yang He thought that it was terrible. The evil spirits that could trap Yang Jian and the others were at least equivalent to the ghosts in Guixu realm. They were probably even more difficult to deal with than the director of Ping'an Hospital in his heyday.
After the Ten Absolute Formation has expanded several times, you can even see the evil spirits at the level of immortals.
Seeing that Yang He had not set off for a long time, Nezha put away the seal and said, "If junior brother, you don't believe it, stay in the carriage. We will seize the time to deal with the evil spirits."
"But..."
Words seem ordinary, but there is an indescribable weirdness.
Nezha still smiled, "But junior brother, don't leave."
Yang He did not reply, the fog in the tunnel became more and more intense, and the speed of the flesh and blood subway began to decrease, proving that the platform was about to arrive.
Not long after, the Bloody Subway slowly stopped.
‘Jianzhu Street Station has arrived. ’
"The next stop at Xiangshan Academy Station will set off on time at Mao time."
When Yang He heard the four words of Xiangshan Academy, he couldn't help but write a bell in his heart.
Shouldn’t Jieshua ambush them at the next stop?
There is still the hour of Mao? He repeatedly confirmed that the time was correct, but it was only midnight when Xiangshan Academy arrived at the station, and Jianzhu Street Station revealed strangeness everywhere.
Yang He stood up calmly and planned to leave the Flesh Subway.
Nezha had already arrived at the adjacent carriage. After realizing Yang He's intention, he said without a doubt: "The platform is very dangerous. Junior brother, return to the carriage immediately! Immediately!!!"
Tu Xingsun blocked the entrance and exit, and the other monks were also rushing to come.
"Junior Brother Long Beard and Tiger, my Tu Xingsun will not lie to you."
Yang He sneered in his heart and glanced at everyone. Even when things were about to come, he still couldn't find their flaws. However, he could definitely not be himself from his words and deeds.
"Who are you?"
Nezha didn't reply, Huntian Ling had already wrapped around her waist.
Yang He cursed inwardly, and the Yinbao protecting his body was still exactly the same. No, to be precise, Huntian Ling was turned in a mirror image.
"Dragon, beard and tiger, come back to the carriage, you will be fine!"
Nezha's eyes were empty and lifeless, as if there was a bottomless dry well, and there was no trace of the spirit that belonged to a living person in his pupils.
"Dragon, beard and tiger, go back to the car!!"
"Dragon, beard, tiger!!!"
All the monks in front of Yang He grinned at the same time, and the corners of his mouth reached his ears in a curve that was contrary to common sense, as if a wound had been torn open on his face.
"Go back to your mother!"
He no longer hesitated, and the copper coin sword was instantly unsheathed, and the sword body extended several meters like a spiritual snake.
A cold light flashed, and it took Tu Xingsun's forehead.
Whoosh.
Tu Xingsun's forehead was cut off half, but what was exposed was not flesh and blood, but silver-white mirror material, which reflected faintly.
Half of the head fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, as if glass was shattered.
"It's true that's not me." Yang He sneered in his heart, his spiritual sense controlled the copper coin sword, and the sword tip pointed directly into Tu Xingsun's chest.
Everyone had the same expression, as if they were surprised by Yang He's move.
Tu Xingsun muttered a few words, and the yellow light enveloped his whole body, and disappeared from the spot when the copper coin sword slashed the sky.
He is obviously not himself, but he can use the earth escape technique.
"Junior Brother Long Bearded Tiger!!"
Nezha shouted softly, and the fire of karma surged out, instantly filling the entire carriage.
The high temperature is enough to dissolve metal, the air is twisted, and the fire turns into dense limbs, and the place where it passes is full of various hands and feet.
Yang He frowned slightly, noting something strange.
The karma fire actually deliberately avoided his vitals and did not hurt the flesh and blood subway, and his every move seemed extremely strange.
The flesh and blood subway is stained with silver powder inside and outside, as smooth as a mirror.
"Photo."
Yang He endured the severe pain in the three Dantians and opened his mouth to spit out a black gravel.
The black gravel fell to the ground.
The small world of three corpses enveloped the carriage.
Suddenly, the surrounding walls and ground became like bone material, with a gust of cold wind mixed with an indescribable stinky stench.
Yang He has just been formed in the small world of three corpses, and has acted on many people.
The Three Corpse Small World made an overwhelming sound.
"No one dares to toss the small world like this by those cultivators who have just entered the Hunyuan Realm."
Yang He suddenly grabbed the copper coin sword and stabbed it. A large number of limbs grew on the sword body, and the Yin treasure, which was originally half a meter long, began to extend infinitely.
Puff puff puff.
Four figures in front of him were pierced through his chest, and silver-white blood gushed out.
Immediately afterwards, arms grew out of their flesh and were forcibly fixed in place, and the power of the small world of the Three Corpse was fully demonstrated.
The flesh and blood subway divided several bundles of roots and threw Nezha and the others out of the carriage.
Yang He was originally worried about whether it would be the evil spirits that occupied their bodies. As a result, when several people touched the thick fog outside, their flesh and blood and bones turned into mercury texture, and they stood still.
The thick fog began to surging.
Yang He stopped moving forward and was in a dilemma for a while.
Countless fine silver lights were vaguely seen in the fog, and countless figures came to the edge of the station, all of which were of the same mercury texture.
"Go back!"
"Go back!!" Yang He became resentful when he heard the whispers echoing at the station.
He secretly considered whether to force the blood subway to break free from the constraints. Suddenly, there was a rustling noise in the front of the car.
roar! !
The broken face roared and rushed straight to Yang He's face.
Yang He swung his sword quickly, and the sword light of the copper coin sword split the human face in half.
However, the fragments of the human face did not dissipate, but instead reorganized in mid-air, then turned into more human faces and continued to pounce on him.
"Damn it!"
Yang He took several steps in a row, with three heads and six arms blocking the human face.
However, the human faces were endless, and every time they broke back, they would turn into a large number of evil spirits, and they wanted to force Yang He to return to the car.
The small world of the Three Corpse began to shake violently, and countless cracks appeared on the white bone walls.
Yang Hedu's Sandantian was in great pain. Continuing to release the small world might be backfired. If it affects the small world, it will not be worth the loss.
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"Cake!"
He gritted his teeth and whispered, and the Three Corpse World was in his mouth.
"What evil spirit? I kept trying to lock me in the car without hurting my life. Is it a bit of a serious mental illness?"
Yang He's face was full of depression, and his evil behavior made him hinder his hands and feet.
"We can't continue to waste time. Let's leave Jianzhu Street Station first and find a way to rescue Yang Jian and the others from Xiangshan Academy Station."
After Yang He made up his mind, he stopped holding back, and Longjiao pierced his scalp.
His jaw was half a meter wide, his sharp teeth were exposed, and his three yang fire turned into Yin fire, which was about to turn into the true body of the drought dragon with three heads and six arms.
Drought swept across the station and the thick fog became thinner.
It's at this moment.
"Father..."
Yang He raised his eyes in surprise, but saw a strange figure standing in the aisle.
The figure is composed of countless lenses. Due to the refraction of light, the whole body has a glazed color and cannot see clearly.
"Father is me, Yang Liulang."
"Come again?"
Yang He's eyes twitched, how many evil fates did the corpse Taoist have?
Yang Liulang's body frequently shattered. Yang He noticed that some of the lenses were imprisoned. Yang Jian and others were trapped in the lenses, constantly impacting the lens space.
As Yang He saw through his spiritual vision, Yang Liulang's aura was indeed gradually weakening.
Yang Liulang did not resist and allowed the monks to slowly destroy himself.
"Yang Liulang, what do you mean?"
Yang Liulang smiled extremely exaggeratedly and said with a bump in his mouth: "Father...father, Xiangshan Academy...is...has...has dangerous. Yang Liulang is protecting...you, you can't go to the next stop."
Yang He's expression was complicated, and his spiritual sense activated the flesh and blood subway.
Wow~~~
The flesh and blood subway started and drove towards the deep and boundless tunnel.
As a result, just a hundred meters away, a mirror blocked the tunnel, and the bloody subway drilled into the mirror and did not follow the scheduled route to Xiangshan Academy.
The station broadcast appears.
‘Welcome to take the C584 train, which is about to arrive at Jianzhu Street Station. ’
‘When getting off the train, please pay attention to the gap between the train and the platform, carry your belongings, and get off the train one by one from both sides of the door. ’
Yang Liulang's ability is a mirror, forming an infinite tunnel without allowing the flesh and blood subway to penetrate deep.
"Yang Liulang, you can make it clear."
Yang Liulang widened his eyes and stood there at a loss.
"Forget it."
Yang He said helplessly: "Let my brothers come out, no need to stop the train anymore. I know what Xiangshan Academy has."
"Yang Liulang, don't call my father in front of them."
It is not a good thing to continue procrastinating. The Jie Sect intends to deal with them before the four expansions, so why doesn’t Yang He have the same idea?
Yang Liulang nodded, and more than a dozen lenses fell off.
"Monster!"
The fire-sharp gun penetrated directly into Yang Liulang's neck.
Yang He stretched out his dragon claws to stop Nezha. At this moment, the carriage was noisy, and more than 30 people stared at Yang Liulang in high spirits.
"He is an evil spirit born by the corpse Taoist, and has no malice."
"Junior brother, let me take out his heart. If you still don't resist, you are your own person!"
Nezha was a little angry and embarrassed, and the Hot Wheel was already saving.
"Junior Brother Nezha."
Yang Jian grabbed Nezha and recalled his previous experience carefully. If this evil spirit had malicious intentions, it would be impossible for him to deceive the Heavenly Eye.
It was because Yang Liulang had no malice that Yang Jian and Yang Ren were both attacked at the same time.
"Hmph."
Nezha calmed his breath.
After Yang He explained, the monks looked unbelievable and they also learned that the monks of the Jie Cultivate set up an ambush at the Xiangshan Academy Station.
"Yang Liulang, where do you usually do it?"
"Learn from the streets and walk on the ghost scene."
Yang Liulang gestured and said, "Brother asked me to come to the station. I have been delaying your arrival at Xiangshan Academy."
Yang He licked his lips, how many descendants did he have?
"Yang Liulang, who is your elder brother?"
"Yang Dalang."
"Okay, then how many brothers are you in total."
"I... have only seen Yang Dalang."
The monks looked at each other and suddenly felt that Yang Liulang was not difficult to get along with. If he didn't look at the surface, he was just an honest and honest man.
(This chapter ends)