While Everyone Prays to Gods and Buddhas, You Lead an Army of Ghosts?

"Hahaha~" The ghost city is filled with the hearty laughter of Wang Ling who is the incarnation of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva: "The ghost city is broken, yin and yang are out of balance, and ghosts are coming out! Hahaha~"

In this way, they can kill more ghosts, and also allow the ghosts here to escape and engulf the entire mountain city. From now on, the last resting place of the ghost possessor will be destroyed.

Not only that, in order to prevent the wild ghosts from the mountain city from spilling out, the three series of spiritual masters from all over the country can use their skills to destroy the mountain city.

In this case, Ksitigarbha can practice the concept of clearing hell, and maybe he can break through the shackles and change from red to black spiritual light array.

Thinking of this, Wang Ling became even more complacent and led his men to use all their strength to destroy the ghost city more completely.

On the Senluo Underworld side, I saw the younger generations fighting bloody battles. They were either killed by the Wang family on the opposite side, fell into the lava in the cracks in the ground, or fought fiercely with the ghosts that emerged. At this moment, they were attacked from both sides. I didn’t know whether to retreat first or not. Save people.

"The ghost clan is in danger!"

Du Ziteng's heart was bleeding crazily. Her sights were aimed at Wang Ling who was soaring high into the sky and was overwhelmed with joy. At this time, she transformed into the Southern Ghost Emperor, stepped on the red spiritual light array, and silently surrounded it with her domain.

Since the jar has been broken by you, it won't be easy for you!

Du Ziteng has made up his mind that even if he trades his life with Wang Ling today, he will never let the culprit leave the mountain city alive.

At this time, the earth had long since cracked into pieces. Li Hao was lying on the ground tremblingly. Next to Meng Zijin stood Po Meng, and Liu Mang was surrounded by eight ghosts protecting him.

But the three of them were separated, and as the magma emerged, soon even their footing would disappear.

Except for those big guys who can take off to fight, everyone else is too busy to take care of themselves and no longer has time to take action against each other.

Liu Mang looked around, and immediately took away the Eight Ghosts and the Gate of the Underworld to reduce the consumption of spiritual energy as much as possible.

Looking down at the cracked magma, Liu Mang became upset and angry for some reason.

It's not because the situation is bad, but it's just that I feel annoyed for no reason.

That kind of annoyance seems to be the annoyance of being irritated by others, similar to the annoyance of unknown rats who are messing around in your house and causing trouble everywhere. You can't wait to rush up and give these idiots a big fight.

Not long after, Liu Mang's mood escalated from irritable to depressed. He felt that there was a lot of anger in his chest and he needed to find an outlet to vent.

The lava under his feet had followed the cracks in the ground to his feet, but he didn't realize it. Liu Mang was so angry that he tore open his collar, feeling hot all over his body.

Unknowingly, the spiritual light array reappeared on the soles of his feet, the same thick ink color as when he first awakened.

Behind him, black mist was quietly gathering. In the black mist, there was a hazy figure. It seemed to be wearing a crown, with three heads and six arms, and a pair of eyes as bright as a beacon. It looked extremely solemn and indifferent.

Liu Mang seemed to have gone crazy at this time. His whole body was hot and black, and whenever he looked back, he would be shocked.

Isn't the black shadow behind this the scene depicting Emperor Fengdu in the Seven Awakenings?

Suddenly, the tall black shadow of Emperor Fengdu behind him penetrated into Liu Mang's body.

Liu Mang became completely motionless, with black energy gushing out from all his orifices. He sat cross-legged on the ground, with a pair of jet black eyes looking down at all living beings, taking in a panoramic view of the entire crumbling ghost city.

Then, Liu Mang's lips twitched slightly: "Xiao Xiao dares to be so disrespectful to me! You all deserve to die!"

Liu Mang was sitting on the black spiritual light array, his body floating slightly, only about half a meter above the surface of the magma.

He quickly kneaded the knot with his hands, and after a few seconds, he sighed: "What a pity, this body is so bad! However, I can barely teach you a lesson... To die and to kill!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Ling and the five thugs who were fighting fiercely with the five ghost emperor clan masters in the Senluo Underworld at high altitude felt as if their hearts were pinched by an invisible hand, and their whole body dwarfed. The whole person fell to the ground.

And those Ksitigarbha, Di Ting, and the four corpse kings who had been hiding from the magma on the cracked floor all knelt on the ground, unable to breathe.

Immediately afterwards, a voice exploded in everyone's mind: "I am the only one in the underworld!"

Click~

Including Wang Ling, all the spiritual masters who belonged to the direct lineage of Ksitigarbha at Qingfeng in Maoshan shattered a golden ring and dropped a large realm on the spot.

Wang Ling's entire body was wrapped in magma, but the threat from these flames to him was zero.

However, when Wang Ling saw that he had dropped from the ninth-ring near-god-level spirit master to the eighth-ring legendary level, he was stunned, and his body was trembling crazily.

"Unconditional and indiscriminate deprivation of one link? Who? Who did this?"

Wang Ling suddenly remembered an allusion he had read, which seemed to record similar phenomena.

It is said that the Lord of the Underworld has a magical power that specifically restrains the other three races. Non-god-level spiritual masters cannot resist it. He can explode a golden ring unconditionally and indiscriminately, causing him to fall into the realm on the spot. If he wants to recover, he can only practice again. .

Fengdu was furious and sacrificed a ring!

"Is there Emperor Fengdu here? Is this ghost city a subordinate city of Emperor Fengdu? Could it be said that this is Mount Luofeng, the true sect of ghosts and gods in the world?"

At this time, Wang Ling was half frightened. As the spiritual master of the awakened Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, although he had always cherished the great wish of killing ghosts and attaining enlightenment and becoming a Buddha, he knew very well that facing Emperor Fengdu in the ghost city would definitely lead to death. born!

But the strange thing is, if Emperor Fengdu really took action just now, why didn't he kill everyone?

By only sacrificing one ring, do you want to express something?

Seeing that there was no follow-up attack coming, and Du Ziteng and others were already coming to kill him from above, Wang Ling was worried and had to make a final decision.

retreat!

"Qi Lin!" Wang Ling shouted to his most sincere subordinate, Qi Lin, the head of the Qi family: "It's up to you!"

"Understood!" Qi Lin was also blown up just now. Although he was in a trance at the moment, he had no time to think too much and quickly made a secret to perform the spiritual technique.

At the same time, Wang Ling and the heads of the four corpse kings had quickly started to gather the descendants they had brought with them, and all of them were reunited with Qi Lin.

I saw the Diting divine beast incarnated by Qi Lin opening its bloody mouth and swallowing everyone on the spot. Then his body turned into nothingness and disappeared without a trace.

Spiritual magic, Fixed Point Universe, allows you to set a fixed point as the destination for teleportation, specifically for escape.

Usually, this fixed point is at the Wang family base camp at Maoshan Qingfeng.

This was the confidence and backup plan that gave Wang Ling the courage to bring so many elite members of his direct line into the ghost clan's base camp in the mountain city. There was always a chance for them to escape.