Chapter 212 Wiping the Sword and Shocking the World (9)

The fire of hell burns the soul, and it will not stop until death.

If the Heisha River just now was a water attack, now it is a fire attack. Without the protection of Heisha, the blue hell fire spread among the Yin soldiers at a speed that is almost visible to the naked eye.

The Yin soldiers in Daliang seem to be powerful, but their strengths vary.

Some newly entered high-level ghosts are not much stronger than the remnant souls. After the underworld fire, they dissipate instantly...

The slightly more powerful ones were still ignited by the Hell Fire, roaring miserably, and bumping left and right...

In order to break the black evil, the Fire Sect threw out ominous objects, but it also lost the protection of the black evil and infinitely magnified the weaknesses of the Yin soldiers.

Zhang Biao lit the fire and put away the dragon gourd.

The underworld fire has the remnant soul as its core, and the crowded Yin soldiers gathered on the beam are the best fuel.

The battle is far from over, he still needs to conserve his energy.

"ah--!"

Among the Yin soldiers, the hidden Huo Luo Sect monks were not spared either. Their souls were ignited by the Hellfire, and they screamed and tore off the colorful ropes around their waists, and instantly exited the spirit world.

They can leave, but the Yin soldiers cannot.

Especially Lu Xianggong, the real person of the secular god came in person.

He uses the human head vine to perform the spirit control technique. Although it is powerful, all the techniques have flaws and weaknesses.

When the Hellfire ignited the headless ghosts, the human heads flying in the sky also caught fire, burning along the vines.

For a moment, it was like a tree of fire blooming.

The magnificent and death-filled scene in front of them stunned everyone watching. Many people panicked, backed away quickly, and even jumped off the wooden platform.

As soon as it came, the underworld fire became more and more intense.

There were too many dead Yin soldiers. After being burned by the underworld fire, underworld sparks were born. The sparks bloomed and the seeds flew around, almost igniting the entire army.

They are also living souls who entered the spirit world to watch the battle. It would be unlucky if seeds flew in and were implicated.

Of the two, although the underworld fire is fierce, it is not that easy to burn Xianggong Lu to death. If this crazy sixth-grade secular god rushes up, even if they leave the spirit world, they will not be able to escape...

"Roar!"

Sure enough, Xianggong Lu roared, and the vines behind him suddenly broke. At the same time, thick fog of Yin Qi spewed out from around him, forming a whirlwind that blocked the sea of ​​​​dark fire.

Mr. Lu Xianggong was originally a demon transformed into a secular god. The bloody violence in his soul has not dissipated, and the Daliang War Sacrifice has created hidden dangers for him.

Now he has been hit hard and has lost his mind again.

I saw Mr. Lu suddenly opening his fangs and mouth, and a stream of black smoke spurted out, hovering in the air, and headed straight towards Qingfeng Village.

"It's a curse!"

Someone with sharp eyes immediately realized something was wrong.

The black smoke was actually formed by countless sesame-sized bugs, which looked like fleas, but had tiny twisted vines on their backs.

"Be careful, it's the human head vine Gu!"

Xu Chen's expression changed and he quickly reminded everyone.

This thing often appeared on the battlefield in Luzhou. Those who were poisoned often had skin ulcers and vines growing out of the wounds.

What's more troublesome is that after death, the soul will be dragged into the spirit world, its head will be fished away, and it will turn into a headless ghost and be controlled by Xianggong Lu.

This is also the reason why the number of Yin soldiers in Daliang is astonishing.

Now that things have happened, regardless of other things, in order to prevent being implicated, everyone watching the battle has begun to do something to get rid of the poisonous insects.

"Cha-cha!"

Just then, the shrill chirping of cicadas sounded.

The black smoke from the flying Gu insect suddenly stopped in the air, circling left and right, restless.

"This is... the Gu God Curse!"

Xu Chen suddenly remembered the ancient records in the sect, looked up at Zhang Biao with a calm expression, and murmured: "Xiangliang, Qiongqi, maybe there are some hidden things, this Tai Sui has found several inheritances..."

Everyone also saw something strange at this time.

Zhang Biao and Lu Xianggong were obviously competing for control of the Gu insects. As the cicadas chirped and Lu Xianggong roared, the black smoke from the Gu insects flew up and down in the air, becoming more and more restless.

The chirping of the cicadas unconsciously overwhelmed the roar of Mr. Lu, and the black smoke gathered into a ball and flew slowly towards Zhang Biao...

Buzz!

The secular god Lu Xianggong was obviously anxious and threw out the wat tablet in his hand.

After being swallowed by it, the vine essence turns into a divine art. The human head vine is just the appearance, and these Gu worms are the foundation.

Just like Zhang Biao had to use the Golden Cicada Blood God Gu to cast the Gu God Curse and the Feathering Technique. The Human Head Vine Gu was taken away, and Lu Xianggong could no longer use the spirit-controlling technique.

What's even more unfortunate is that because the Huo Luo Sect monk has fled, no one can help him hold the fire ceremony, and he can't get support from Daliang Incense.

Fortunately, the wat tablet in his hand is also a sacrificial weapon, which stores a large amount of incense power. With the help of this treasure, he can recapture the Gu insects.

At this time, the surrounding Yin soldiers had been burned out, leaving only blooming ghost sparks. Lu Xianggong felt fear in his heart and decided to snatch the Gu insects and leave.

This is the flaw of secular gods.

Without the help of believers and the support of incense, the power will be weakened, unless he is willing to fall into a laser ghost again.

Feeling the suddenly strengthened pulling force, Zhang Biao smiled coldly and suddenly stopped activating the Gu God Curse. At the same time, dense numbers of soul-devouring cicadas flew out of the dragon gourd.

These soul-devouring cicadas were so fast that they rushed into the human head vine Gu, and followed the black smoke of the Gu insects into the belly of Mr. Lu.

The common god is a tangible and intangible body, which is similar to being made of pure energy. The soul-devouring cicada burrowed into its body, immediately fluttered its wings, and absorbed spiritual energy crazily.

"Roar!"

Feeling the threat, Xianggong Lu was about to use magic to deal with it, when he saw a gold-inlaid jade magic tablet flying towards him and sticking directly to his head. He suddenly became stiff and found it difficult to move.

"Forbidden Divine Art, follow the same lineage..."

The corners of Xu Chen's eyes twitched, and he felt a little uneasy.

His mind was a little confused at this time. Fang Xiangzong's inheritance was scattered all over the place. It was not that no one had looked for it, but it was so old and the long Dharma Ending Period in between that many clues had been interrupted.

This Tai Sui, why can he gather so many people?

Pure luck cannot do this.

Could it be...

Xu Chen thought of a possibility in his mind, and couldn't help but look at Hu Yunhai from the Five Immortals Sect next to him, and whispered: "Brother Hu, something is wrong. Isn't the outer gate of Fang Xiangzong gone? Have you received any news?"

Hu Yunhai also had some doubts in his heart, but his expression did not change. He glanced at him and said, "Taoist Master Xu Chen is wrong. Fang Xiangzong is only from the witchcraft lineage. Who can guarantee that he will have no backup plan?"

Xu Chen frowned and said thoughtfully: "In this dilapidated place of the Ancient Yuan Realm, first the Killing Sect's Golden Pill forced its way in, and now another force has intervened..."

"Shang Zong's attitude is also a bit strange. It seems that he suddenly started to pay attention to us. Could it be that..."

At this point, he suddenly closed his mouth.

The same is true for Hu Yunhai.

Both of them are old friends, and an idea came to their minds at the same time: there is still a chance in the Ancient Yuan Realm, so it will attract various forces.

But I am afraid that only the Shangzong and the head master know about this kind of thing. They are not in a position to say more, but they can keep an eye on it secretly.

If you can continue to practice, who would want to join the Incense Path...

The two of them chatted in low voices, all of which were transmitted secretly, so they were not noticed by outsiders.

Others were already shocked by Zhang Biao's magic.

A sixth-grade secular god was suppressed by Zhang Biao without even leaving the altar. He was worthy of being the number one in Huaizhou.

Perhaps, those few hidden body-building masters on Zongmen Mountain may not be able to gain favor even if they come...

Zhang Biao naturally didn't know what everyone was thinking. He seemed indifferent at the moment, but in fact he was secretly calculating and checking the progress of the Soul-Eating Cicada.

This thing is too vicious and must not be allowed to develop unchecked. Once it reaches the fourth level, it will be difficult to control it.

Fortunately, as Mr. Lu's aura became weaker and weaker, his level began to drop, and the Soul-Eating Cicada still showed no sign of pupating.

Zhang Biao was relieved.

He found that he seemed to be a little worried.

There are more than 500 soul-devouring cicadas in this batch, all of them are yellow-level second-grade cicadas. No matter how strong Mr. Lu is, he is still far away from feeding 500 third-grade cicadas.

Thinking of this, he completely let go of his restraints.

Roar!

Accompanied by unwilling wails, Mr. Lu became smaller and smaller. He could still resist at first, but now he was easily suppressed by the Royal God Card. He could only watch his aura dissipate like a tide...

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When Yunxia closes the door, there is a different atmosphere.

"asshole!"

Gedar, the deputy chief priest of the Huo Luo Sect, slapped a Hu monk who had escaped back to the ground, and angrily said: "Xiangong Lu is still over there, so he fell into the trap. How dare you abandon the secular gods and leave?" !”

The soul of the Hu monk was burned by the underworld fire. Although he managed to escape with his life and extinguished the flames with mica powder, his soul had already been injured and he spoke out his thoughts in a daze: "Sir, the people of the Central Plains are God, if you die, you will die, sooner or later..."

Gedar's expression suddenly changed, and he swung the metal scepter in his hand mercilessly. With a pop, the monk's head shattered like a watermelon.

But I heard more than one.

Hou Kun, the general manager of Yunxia Pass, was lucky. He was supported by the Huo Luo Sect. He pretended not to hear and stared blankly into the distance.

The eyes of Xu Bai and others from Yuzhen Mansion turned gloomy.

As the war in Daliang stopped, many contradictions began to emerge, which were difficult to hide.

Zhao Mian became more and more crazy, frequently killing courtiers in the main hall. Even the most loyal Sima Lu Wuji began to make plans for himself in private...

The reason why no one came forward was because the Fire Luo Sect expanded crazily with the support of Zhao Mian, and deceived people's hearts with its religious secrets, becoming the largest force in the court.

However, the Huo Luo Sect has more problems. The chief priest, Alode, is okay and can treat his followers equally. However, some people who have just moved from the Western Regions have ancestors who served in the Golden Horde Wolf Kingdom and already harbor resentment towards the people of the Central Plains. Incense cooperation.

Gedar, the deputy chief priest, is one of the representatives. Even the monks from the Central Plains of the Huoluo Sect are very repulsive, and all of his subordinates are Hu monks.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Gedar also had a sudden thought, waved his staff, and personally killed all the Hu monks who had escaped.

After doing this, there was blood in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Abandoning the secular gods is tantamount to apostasy. Quickly raise the sacrificial fire and summon Mr. Lu to return!"

Click!

Before he finished speaking, a crack appeared in the statue of Lu Xianggong on the temple, and then it collapsed.

"Look, sir!"

At the same time, the city guard soldier pointed forward.

Everyone hurriedly stepped forward and saw that the originally dense human-head vines in Tiger Leaping Gorge had withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The god has died!"

A dense crowd of Huoluo monks immediately knelt on the ground. Some were reciting scriptures, while others were wailing and crying.

For the Xianghuo sect, secular gods are the root of life. Even if they follow gods, the feeling of psychological lack cannot be suppressed.

Cold sweat broke out on Gedar's forehead.

Although the upper echelons of the Huo Luo Sect had a consistent attitude towards Xianggong Lu, which was to treat him as a tool, even he would have to suffer torture in the sect during the disaster of God's death.

Thinking of the enemies he had offended and the hidden opponents he had climbed up, Gedar felt a chill down his back.

The statue is broken, which is an ominous sign. I am afraid that the statue of Lu Xianggong far away in Yujing City at this moment has also collapsed.

He finally grabbed this opportunity. He thought he could win easily and use his merits to seize the vacant position of leader...

It's over now, I'm afraid my life is not guaranteed.

The only chance to survive,

This is where the battle of wits is won!

Thinking of this, he took a few steps forward and roared with bloodshot eyes: "Get everyone moving, perform a blood and fire sacrifice, rain down fire from the sky, and kill the demon Tai Sui!"

"Kill the demon Tai Sui!"

"Kill the demon Tai Sui!"

Yunxia closed it, and suddenly remembered the fanatical roar.

Xu Bai and others from Yuzhen Mansion had gloomy expressions on their faces, looking at all this with cold eyes and ridicule on their lips.

They had just returned from injury. Although they were rescued in time, they were also ridiculed and reprimanded by Gedar, and they were already dissatisfied.

Let’s see what you bunch of barbarians can do!

The monks of Yuzhen Palace winked at each other and decided to sit on the sidelines during this fight.

…

Naturally, Zhang Biao didn't know about the internal fighting at Yunxia Pass.

He looked at Mr. Lu who was gradually dissipating, and activated the Golden Cicada Blood God Gu in his body to scream, and took back all the Soul-Eating Cicadas.

Then, the living soul jumped into the spirit world, turned into a black smoke, and flew towards the direction where Lu Xianggong disappeared.

The monks watching the battle were eager to see it.

Sixth-grade secular gods will have good things after death.

Moreover, when such a large number of Yin soldiers in Daliang dissipate, there will always be some materials left behind. Even if the grade is not high, if they are gathered together, it will be a big harvest.

Elder Hu of the Five Immortals Sect stroked his beard and murmured: "Mom, no wonder everyone wants to fight with gods, but war can bring more money. It's a pity that so many Yin soldiers failed to be subdued, and instead they were burned..."

Zhang Biao naturally ignored everyone and came to the place where Lu Xianggong died. He first waved his hand and scattered a piece of mica powder to extinguish the hell fire, and then landed on the ground.

I saw three things falling on the ground.

A huge yellow crystal disk, a huge Wat board, and half of a slowly creeping rattan.

Sure enough, there is such a thing!

Zhang Biao looked at Yuanpan and his eyes lit up.

When this kind of spirit body dissipates, there are usually "remaining", "stone", "plate", "elixir" and other residues, which are the essence of the body and are also important spell-casting materials.

For example, the cursed cauldron in his hand was made from the remaining cauldron plates of Duke Fushou. The one of Lu Xianggong was larger, and it was polished by incense and turned into a topaz shape. It would definitely be able to produce something better.

Needless to say, the wat board is a sacrificial vessel for secular gods and a good material for refining magical weapons, and the wriggling rattan is probably related to the rattan essence that Lu Xianggong swallowed.

It is absolutely extraordinary that it can still be preserved after a long time!

Zhang Biao was happy in his heart, but it was a pity that it was a critical moment and he didn't even have time to clean the battlefield, so he could only use his spiritual eyes to investigate afterwards.

Thinking of this, he put away the three treasures, turned them into a black smoke, and returned to the altar again.

At this moment, Xu Chen, whose eyes were filled with uncertainty, finally gritted his teeth, stood up and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Tai Sui is indeed extraordinary. He helped my teacher get the Poison Avoidance Pill last time. The old Taoist returned the favor. This treasure is suitable for fighting! "

After saying that, he threw the brocade box in his hand and flew out.

Zhang Biao was stunned, caught it, looked at the smiling people below, and sighed slightly in his heart:

Sure enough, when you are strong, there will be more good people around you...

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