socalfunplaces Chapter 106 The Real Ghost King City
Chapter 106 The Real Ghost King City
Chapter 106 The Real Ghost King City
In the city of King Wuta.
The border drawn by God was forced to retreat, and now the area newly drawn by God is a semicircle, only a hundred miles away from the exit of King Wude City.
Many soldiers huddled behind the God-drawn line and engaged in close combat with the charging devil.
The scene was appalling.
Apart from the filthy blood and smell of carrion, there is only a ferocious sense of murder on the battlefield, which is displayed in a living picture of blood and flesh.
Practitioners provide some remote support, most of the time they confront rebel practitioners.
This battle is the largest civil war in the real world.
The factions are fighting with open arms, and all the efforts to press the bottom of the box are brilliant, colorful and beautiful.
The aftermath of the practitioners' battle spread to the charge of the devil brigade, and a lot of ghosts were killed in the chaos, which relieved the pressure on some ordinary soldiers.
After tinkering, the Moban returned to the field, destroying the Rebel Moose with more than 300 aircraft remaining.
The monsters are the main force against the big ghosts, rampant on the battlefield, but mOBAn is very proud in his heart.
The mechanical monsters in Moshan are all long-range attacks, and they are extremely lethal, and they will wipe out all monsters in one round.
For a time, mechanical monsters became everyone's spiritual support.
For ordinary soldiers, they have now forgotten the purpose of going to war in the first place.
After more than a month of fighting, there was only one thought left in the minds of the soldiers, and that was to kill the demon.
Kill one, earn one, kill two, earn a pair.
Hate, and nothing but hate.
Hate for a friend being killed.
The hatred of comrades being killed.
I hate when people I love are killed.
With red eyes and bloodshot hands, he has become indifferent to death, whether it is the death of the people around him or his own death.
The sky is full of hatred and murderous intent, and the officers and soldiers can be described as half-human, half-ghost, and half-into a maze.
Rao is like this, the front is still retreating.
The devil is endless, and the more they fight, the braver they are.
No matter how tough the soldiers are, they are no more than mortals. With the support of the ghost king, it is difficult to resist these ghosts.
In the regiment, Song Renhe went into battle in person, killing countless enemies with the sword in his hand, and the red sword was dyed red again.
Song Renhe had only half of the guards left, his face was exhausted, but his palms were strong and he held the blade tightly.
Song Renhe rushed to the front many times and ran back and forth in the devil army, which greatly boosted morale.
Song Renhe had no choice but to do this.
More than a month later, all the fighters that could be sent in this circle were sent over, that is to say, there were no reinforcements behind him, and the fighters present were the last barrier.
At this moment, it is meaningless to retain strength, what is needed is to fight to the death.
God forcibly broke the battle, and lost the treasure, plus the moving line, the mana was not fully recovered, rested in the rear, and did not directly participate in the battle.
Seeing practitioners from various sects in the world fighting each other, God has mixed feelings in his heart.
The gods have fantasized about launching wars in the realm of truth countless times, and then won the victory with the overwhelming power of the Jiuxuan Heavenly Kingdom, and finally unified the realm of truth.
What God thinks most is the joy of victory, but ignores the cruelty of struggle.
God is not a kind, soft-hearted man who sits on the throne of God and can only do so by stepping on countless bodies.
However, wars throughout the world go far beyond God's resemblance.
Yuanshen detonated himself.
perish together.
ugly.
too crazy.
very fierce.
betray.
Weak.
A janitor betrayed by a beloved apprentice.
Teenager betrayed by lover and crying.
Crazy Confucian scholars.
A fading celebrity.
An elder begging for forgiveness.
All kinds of despicable qualities that only mortals have in the eyes of gods are strengthened in the fiercest battles of practitioners.
All the ugliness hidden under Xiuzhen's beautiful body, when displayed, hurt God's self-esteem even more nakedly.
"Xiuzhen, Xiuzhen, let us immerse myself in Xiuzhen's elegant fantasy."
God secretly hurt himself, and his previous understanding of the real world quietly disintegrated.
A man fell beside God.
God glanced at it, and vaguely recognized it as a member of Jiuxuantian. His body was damaged, his face was almost completely different, and he was obviously seriously injured.
But there was no confusion or pain on the victim's face, just fortitude.
When he saw God, he smiled reluctantly: "See God."
.
God was in a trance: "You."
The wounded coughed up a large mouthful of green liquid: "His subordinate He Ming, his status is too low, God will not recognize him."
But his subordinates did not embarrass Jiu Xuantian.
My subordinates did their best.
".
Looking at He Ming's expectant eyes, God moved his heart, squatted down and put his hands on He Ming's chest: "Well, we are proud of you, and Jiu Xuantian is proud of you."
He Ming was flattered: "Thank God, thank God."
He Ming repeated two words, died, and looked very satisfied. Before he died, all his efforts were exchanged for God's personal condolences. In He Ming's opinion, it was worth it.
God looked at the remains of his subordinates, his body trembling, and when he stood up again, his eyes became clear again: "Life is indeed getting worse than before, how can you be so sad?"
When the jade stone was carried out as it wished, the spirit of God broke out violently.
"I get it, we have been slow to break through because the mentality has lost the domineering attitude that God should have.
Too much conspiracy can make us forget who we are.
".
God senses the change in his power and understands it in his heart.
As God's mood changed, Bai Ling became more and more condensed and violent.
People around were all watching the explosive power of God, and the people in Jiuxuantian were the most excited.
"My God!"
"God is omnipotent!"
"God is so good!"
The other practitioners secretly marveled, the power of God is absolutely overwhelming.
Seeing the rising god, practitioners and ordinary officers and soldiers alike took a dose of heart-boosting medicine.
The magic power conversion of the gods began, and the wounds on the body healed quickly, and the cracks on Ruyi also healed.
"Jiu Xuan is real!"
whispered God.
The white air is scattered around, condensed into a tall shape of more than ten feet, with white helmets and white armor, robes flying, holding a huge ax in his hand, bright as day, invisible.
Strength, confidence, domineering.
God.
"Kill!"
The voice of God is like a huge bell, knocking into everyone's heart, making people's blood boil.
Song Renhe looked at the rising god, with firm heart and full of energy, he cut off all the demons and ghosts around him with one sword.
"Cang Yun!
This is our last battle, hope this battle can last until you win! ".
""gentlemen!
You must succeed! ".
Song shouted with a husky chick.
Song Renhe's crying spread quickly, and everyone's heartstrings were aroused.
""gentlemen!
You must succeed! ".
"Boss!"
"Chief Cangyun!"
The cloud is the only and last hope.
Beneath the black swirl.
I don't know how long it took to be washed away. When Cang Yun woke up, he found that the surrounding light dimmed a bit, and he got used to it.
Cang Yun saw him lying on a huge thorn vine.
Every thorn on a thorn vine requires several hugs to be surrounded.
The entire vine stretches in all directions and down.
Cang Yun's eyes could barely see the palace at the bottom of the thorn vines, and the thorn vines wrapped around the palace like a fortification.
Under the dim light, the bramble vines couldn't tell whether it was black or dark green, and gave off a faint pungent smell, some spicy, some rotten.
Cang Yun was very happy that she didn't fall on the thorns, otherwise she would die.
"The ghost king's body must be in the palace below."
Cang Yun thought: "I just don't know how high the thorn is. If you look at it, it should be about [-] meters."
Yun Duo looked around, there was no one around, and the crowd dispersed as they were engulfed in the black vortex.
Cang Yun didn't want to shout loudly, he was afraid that the ghost king's spies would come first, and Cang Yun was also afraid that the people who came would not want to admit that he was the ghost king's spies.
Cang Yun was also afraid that his shouting would attract ghosts.
With Cang Yun's current self-defense ability, he will definitely die.
Cang Yun thought for a while and decided to walk along the thorn vines to the lowest palace.
The thorn vine has a flat surface, and it is not easy to stand firm.
Fortunately, although the cloud has been restored to ruins, some simple amulets are still available.
This is a difficult road for ordinary people to walk.
After Cang Yun blessed Windrunner and the powerful diamond amulet, although it could not be said to be smooth, it was able to move forward steadily.
The cloud leaped among the brambles and dropped three hundred feet quickly.
The wind whistled in my ears, and the palace below became clearer and clearer.
"The palace here is too grand, I don't know how big it can be."
The dark road in the center of the clouds.
"Boss!"
A man whispered something.
Cang Yun paused, followed the sound.
Behind a thorn, a half-figure appeared.
"Master Interpreter"
Cang Yun cried.
Shi Yue flashed in front of Cang Yun, and saluted first: "Amitabha, it's very lucky that you are safe and sound, sir."
Cang Yun replied with a gift: "Master is in a hurry."
Let's look up and down: "With all due respect, sir, is your brother stalking you?"
The clouds stopped: "This, no."
Shi Nian said: "Sir, this old man was definitely not framed, there must be something wrong with your two brothers."
Cang Yun smiled wryly: "Master, this makes me speechless, at least they haven't hurt me yet."
Shi Du said: "Now is not the time."
"When is the right time?"
Cang Yun asked back.
Shi Nian sighed and shook his head: "Sir, the old man knows that you don't like the old man testifying against you."
But the old man is very sincere, I hope the chief can understand.
".
Cang Yun didn't want to entangle on this issue, he said: "No matter who is a traitor, the most important purpose now is to block the ghost king."
The ghost king is just below.
I'm going down.
".
Shi read: "Naturally, the chief went forward, and the old man was the guard."
Cang Yun looked at the commentary and said, "Please go first."
Shi Nian said: "Amitabha, okay, that old man is walking in front of the chief!"
The reason why Cang Yun let the deduction go first is because he didn't want to leave his completely defenseless state to the deduction.
At this moment, everything needs to be careful.
Watching the interpretation, the mind goes down first, and the clouds also fall.
In a trance, Cang Yun felt that the figure of the interpreter below was blurred.
A group of Buddha's light condensed and appeared behind the clouds, with a solemn and solemn face, but extremely fierce.
"Son of Cangyun, you lost your life here!"
The palm of the mind is filled with the power of Buddha and slaps the mind hard behind the clouds.
Interpreting the sudden killer, Cang Yun was prepared, and hurriedly turned around and shipped out some stars, wanting to strike hard.
Also, there is no other way.
Interpretation sneered and said, "Son, based on what you're doing now, you really want to die!"
Cang Yun was expressionless, and the stars were transported out to meet the palms of the translators.
As soon as I opened my arms, my palms appeared from behind the clouds, and they left rumbling marks on the backside of the clouds.
With such a huge gap in strength, Cang Yun was powerless to fight back.
The Buddha's light burst, illuminating the road of thorns and vines, and the huge thorns twisted their ugly shadows in the Buddha's light.
Cang Yun was slapped hard on a thorny vine. The vine was tough and resisted the clouds, but shook violently.
After vomiting blood and flying back, he stepped on thorny vines and managed to stay in shape.
Red-eye interpretation: "Protect the Tathagata Buddha Jade!
Yun Duo stood up slowly, surrounded by a faint Buddha light.
"I didn't expect to give you all the treasures in this house!"
Interpretation is both jealousy and hatred.
Cang Yun said unharmed: "When we jumped off the city wall, at the next meal in the city, Master Shi Lai whispered about Buddha Yu in my ear, just in case, and attached to me."
Unexpectedly, in this case, it turned out to be under Wanfomen.
".
The interpretation of the teeth creaked and said: "Jade Buddha, if you gave it to the old man, the old man would have made great strides!"
Boy, hand over the Buddha jade, I won't let you die! ".
Cang Yun smiled contemptuously: "How can you smash the Buddha's universe?"
Cang Yun's contemptuous expression completely irritated his heart, this heart shattered his coat, revealing his muscles, Buddha's eyes welled up: "The old man smashed your Buddha jade!"
The clouds stand there and let the storm hit.
Although the light emitted by the Buddha jade was faint, it was as tenacious as silk, and he was helpless for a while.
Cang Yun knows that he has no magic power, so Shi Lai can inject mana into it to support the Buddha jade.
After a long time, it will be broken by interpretation.
Although the situation is critical, Cang Yun's heart is extremely calm, but thanks to the interpretation, come out early to get rid of the grievance of Ping Qing, the sword of peace.
The interpretation proved that he was the ghost king's spy, and all the identities of Ping Qing and Ping Jian were fabricated.
"For old Anak!"
When performing the high jump, a set of Buddha lights in his hands was extremely dignified, shining like the sun, and the clouds dared not look directly at them.
Puff, two swordsmen came at full speed and cut off Shiyi's arm.
The condensed Buddha's light flickered a few times and then disappeared.
"Why are you here so late?"
Cang Yun said with a smile.
Ping Qing sword fell from the sky, Ping Jian said: "I really should let this old monk beat you again, I still think we are too slow."
Ping Qing laughed a few times: "It's okay, we'll keep fighting."
Cang Yun said: "Then let him come, you two fought too hard."
The interpretation of the soul was hit hard all of a sudden, I saw the three of Cang Yun talking and laughing, the corners of their eyes were about to burst: "Little brother, look at that old man killed you!"
Ping Qing glanced at the interpretation: "How dare you exaggerate, don't you know that the spirit of the sword has entered the body?
After listening to Ping Qing's words, he felt his body carefully and was shocked: "Who are you?"
The spirit of the sword was condensed in Ping Jian's hand: "You say we are the ghost king's spies?"
Well, I'll let you die at the hands of a spy like me! ".
Shi Yi trembled all over: "No, no!"
Ping Jian was not in the mood to listen to the deduction, and a grand sword energy penetrated the deduction.
The body lost all vitality, fell down, and tripped over thorny vines, staining many places red.
Ping Qing patted Cang Yun's shoulder, Cang Yun showed his painful teeth.
"Brother, you still have this good thing to protect your body, you didn't even tell us."
Ping Qing narrowed his mouth.
Cang Yun rubbed his shoulders and said: "This is an important treasure of Ten Thousand Buddhas. Master Shi Lai entrusted it to me. Although I don't say much, I know it is very important. I can't use it. It's best not to use it. In the end, I have to pay for it." Give it back to Master Sirai."
In addition, this is life-saving money, you can't take it out at will.
".
Cang Yun said with a smile.
Ping Jian blamed with a smile: "Good boy, you have more heart than us."
Ping Qing asked: "Brother, what good things do you have? Show us."
Cang Yun shrugged: "There are too many treasures."
Ping Jian said: "Yes, such Buddha jade is enough."
Cang Yun said bitterly: "This Buddhist jade has been exhausted.
Pingqing and Pingjian glanced at each other, then at the clouds.
Cang Yun was swept away by the eyes of the two people.
I don't know why there is a heartbeat in my heart, I think they are a little strange to Ping Qingjian.
This idea was immediately suppressed by dark clouds.
Cang Yun was about to open his mouth when suddenly there were two roars.
"Boss!"
Cang Yun followed the voice, and saw that magical blue devil with red face galloping ecstatically.
"Sir, I'm glad you're all right!"
The magical green light runs and screams.
Maroon yelled, "When I saw the light here just now, I knew something was wrong. Luckily, boss, you're all right."
Seeing the magical green and red, Yun is also happy.
Pingqing and Pingjian stood in front of Cang Yun: "Brother, be careful, you are a liar."
The clouds stopped: "This."
Ping Qingping and Ping Jian said that Cang Yun has no confidence to guarantee that the magical blue and red will not be in the hands of the ghost king.
In a blink of an eye, the magical blue and red came near Cang Yun.
"Oh, it's not the Chief's brother, I'm glad you're here."
Magical Green said with a smile.
Maroon Red clenched her fists and said, "It's too late, it's too late."
The magical blue and red talked and walked, trying to get close to the clouds.
Ping Qingping Ping Jian greeted him, his expression was obviously very bad.
Although Moli Lanhong is a rude man, she can still distinguish Pingqing Pingqian's appearance.
"Gentlemen, are you doubting us?"
Magic Greenway.
Magic Red argued: "Gentlemen, we are."
Before the devil had finished speaking red, he entered the soul of the sword.
Molu Mohong didn't expect Ping Qingping's sword to move suddenly, without warning or reaction, both of them were pierced by the sword energy.
The cold sword energy criss-crossed the two of them, and their vitality was rapidly lost.
Mo Qing Mo Hong was reluctant, at a loss, staring at Ping Qing and Ping Jian angrily.
Finally, I looked desperately at the clouds.
The shocked expression on Cang Yun's face gave magic green and magic red the last consolation.
"So it wasn't the chief who wanted to kill us."
The two eventually came up with the idea at the same time.
Yuanshen was shattered.
The sword gas turned into countless small sword lights, emitting magic blue and devil red from its body.
The two tall figures died silently, slowly falling to their knees.
"brother!
What are you doing ".
Cang Yun just woke up from the shock and asked.
Ping Qing's Sword of Peace turned around with an indifferent expression.
"Both of them might want to hurt you."
Smile to clear the corners of your mouth.
In Cang Yun's eyes, the smile was extremely fierce, and there was a chill in his heart.
Ping Jian smiled and said, "Brother, why do you look so ugly?"
Cang Yun swallowed his saliva: "Brother, why did you kill Molan and Mohong?"
Didn't the two of them come over just now, did I die long ago? ".
Ping Qing and Jian looked at each other and sighed.
Quiet.
"Yes."
A short answer broke the silence.
It also broke Cang Yun's heart.
Yun Duo only felt the sweetness in his throat and a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.
Only then did Cang Yun realize that real sadness can make people vomit blood.
"why?"
Cang Yun felt that he was already unable to do what he wanted, and the world around him was about to collapse, so he asked in a low voice.
Betrayed by relatives, naked betrayal, no one can accept.
The firmer a person like Cang Yun is now, the more painful it will be when his faith is shattered.
Ping Qing raised his right hand, gathered a sword spirit, and pointed at Cang Yun: "Why?"
Because we are born for this purpose.
".
Ping Jian continued: "Liberate the ghost king."
"born?"
Yun asked.
Ping Qing said: "Cang Yun, do you still remember where we were discovered?"
Yun Cai suddenly said: "This is a mass grave!"
Ping Jianzhi said: "Yes, the mass grave, the place where ghosts are most concentrated."
The ghost king can only send us there.
".
Ping Qing said, "I just didn't expect that we would become the same door."
If you are not the leader or member of the ghost king today, we can all intercede for you and keep you alive.
".
Ping Jian shook his head: "But brother, you are the only one who has the ability to seal the ghost king, we can only get rid of you here."
Memories of the past are reflected in the clouds like a movie.
Seven brothers, growing up together, those memories linger.
Now, the senior brother has fallen into a demon, the second senior sister has lost her soul, the two sisters died in the sea of fire and hell, and the two remaining brothers turned out to be the hands of the ghost king.
Seeing the clouds, Ping Jian said: "Brother, we just killed, explained our thoughts, first, we have to make sure that you still have the magic weapon to protect yourself, if this is the case, we will not be able to kill you in a short time, it is very likely Someone is going to come and support you, and number two, we can't stand by and watch you lose someone else's hand."
Ping Qing said: "Yes, brother, if you want to fight the ghost king, it is impossible to win this battle. It is better to die in our hands than to die in the hands of others." Ping Qing said: "Yes, brother, you have to win this battle One battle is impossible, and it is better to die in our hands than to die in the hands of others."
Cang Yunchang sighed: "Yes, it is better to die at the hands of brothers than at the hands of others."
"If Master hadn't found us, we might have grown up in a completely different place, and we wouldn't have had the chance to know you who are closest to us."
Ping Qing's words were full of loneliness.
"With the support of the ghost king, we practiced very quickly. I didn't expect that the eldest brother, the sister of the second division, the younger sister of the sixth division, the younger sister of the seventh division, and the younger brother of the fifth division, you are all geniuses, and you have reached the stage of great success together."
Ping Jian was immersed in memories.
Cang Yun trembled with heartache: "Yes, in the beginning, there were seven of us, how nice it is."
Ping Qing said: "It's all fate, now we don't have to hold their swords face to face, this is a great blessing among misfortunes."
Ping Jian also gathered a sword energy, pointed at Cang Yun and said: "Brother, after Uncle Wang leaves the customs, we must persuade him to let Master go, this is our last bit of filial piety."
Cang Yun's mind was severely injured, and his mind was in chaos.
He didn't hear much, and he didn't want to hear any more.
He smiled reluctantly, "Thank you two brothers for your trouble."
Pingqing Pingjian looked at each other and said, "Goodbye, brother!"
The spirit of the sword gushes out.
The sword light flickered, the clouds were safe and sound, and the two sword elves charged straight up.
There was a piece of fragmented space around Ping Qinghe's sword, and two hands stretched out from it, holding the hand shot by Ping Qing and Ping's sword, forcing the two swordsmen to lean sideways.
There are two faces in the broken space.
Ping Qing and Ping Jian had an angry expression on their faces.
Two flat swords, two flat swords.
"Who did you say goodbye to just now?"
Ping Qing in the crack asked coldly.
(End of this chapter)