White Bone Monkey King

Facing the sudden arrival of the giant corpse of the god, the Mountain God Fazhi was the first to react.

The Mountain God Fazhi gave up the fight, rolled up the Yellow Ox King and the Peacock King, who were drained of their blood and skinny, and fled from this sea area as soon as possible.

Even the Mountain God Fazhi fled, and Wutou Jinan made the wisest choice, escape!

Escape from here, the farther the better!

Since his fight with the Mountain God Fazhi could attract such a terrifying existence from the underworld, there would be two if there was one, and it would definitely attract the attention of more than one terrifying existence!

It seemed that the oppression brought by the giant corpse of the god was stronger than the demon from the underworld. At this time, avoiding the battle was the wisest choice!

And even the Mountain God Fazhi chose to escape at the first time, so there was no point for him to stay.

After his soul returned to his body, Wutou Jinan sent out the Erlang Zhenjun Water Talisman and attached it to the hull of the ghost ship. Under his control, the ghost ship dived fiercely and flexibly drilled under the sea surface, intending to escape from underwater.

I don't know when it came, but the giant corpse of the god, which had been suspended motionless, also moved at this time.

The blood flowing out of the wound was like a red ribbon surrounding the giant corpse of the god, emitting a bloodthirsty blood light, and at the same time, it flew towards the mountain god's decree and the ghost ship like a red ribbon.

Those red ribbons flashed with sharp and dim light, carrying bloodthirstiness and yin energy, and the fierce and majestic moment arrived. Each red ribbon was thicker and longer than the mountain valley, and wanted to leave these two little mice that disturbed the peace of the underworld and disturbed his deep sleep.

The headless Jin'an Yuanshen always paid attention to the movements behind him, and naturally discovered the sharp red ribbons that stabbed at the first time. Those red ribbons were huge and thick, comparable to the Great Emperor Erlang Zhenjun of the Law of Heaven and Earth that he had visualized not long ago.

The blood lines flowing from the wound alone could be so huge, it was simply unimaginable how huge and magnificent the giant corpse of the god was.

While observing behind him, the headless Jin'an Yuanshen also noticed another detail. It was unknown whether it was because of his identity as a headless dead man, or because of the blood disaster of the Tai Sui bow and arrow talisman, the number of red silk ribbons as big as mountains and valleys piercing the mountain god's decree was greater than his.

However, the headless Jin'an's mind did not pay too much attention to the mountain god's decree, because a red silk ribbon, with a magnificent blood light larger than the mountain and valley, had already killed him in an instant.

Even if he reacted quickly and had used the water talisman of Erlang Zhenjun to escape under the sea, the bloody red silk ribbon was still chasing him.

In danger, he had no energy to distract himself from the mountain god's decree. At this moment, he was thinking about how to get rid of the pursuit.

If his thoughts were a step slower at this time, he would face a desperate situation with no chance of survival.

No matter how fiercely he fought with the mountain god's decree, he was only fighting with the mountain god's will, not with the mountain god's real body.

But now, there is a corpse of a god outside, the real body of the god, coming down for real!

The real body and the will and decree, the danger levels of these two are not at the same level at all.

He had the courage to fight against the mountain god's decree, but facing the giant corpse of the god, retreating is the wisest choice at this time.

Seeing that the red silk belt could ignore the distance and the sea water and chase him in an instant, he knew that it would be difficult to escape today with only the water talisman of Erlang Zhenjun with 6 million Yin De, not to mention that he was escaping with a ghost ship.

So he performed the sixteenth transformation of the water entry technique.

Whether it is the water talisman of Erlang Zhenjun or the water entry technique in the seventy-two transformations, they are all magical existences in the world of the living, and are magical weapons and supernatural powers of great help, especially in the sea. The advantage of water escape has the advantage of geographical location. However, even if he now has two alone, he still can't escape the pursuit of the red silk belt.

Chi!

The red silk belt is like a sharp spear, piercing the ghost ship straight, and the ghost ship disintegrated into two halves underwater.

Wutou Jinan's heart sank to the bottom of the valley along with the rapidly sinking bow.

At the critical moment when the red silk ribbon continued to chase him, he suddenly sacrificed the statue of Tubo Emperor. In the underworld, he still had to rely on Tubo Emperor. Once the statue appeared, the red silk ribbon retreated to the sea surface and stopped chasing him.

Wutou Jinan had no time to be happy. Erlang Zhenjun used the water talisman to pick up the rapidly sinking bow, forcibly merged the bow and the stern, and then embraced the statue of Tubo Emperor, exerted the fastest water escape speed, and fled from here quickly.

Not long after he left the original place, a red silk ribbon as thick as a mountain and a valley in the sky smashed the sea surface again, and rushed straight to his original position.

The result was naturally empty, and Wutou Jinan had already fled far away with the boat.

The red silk ribbon was like a chain to the sky, and like a blood-colored war halberd, piercing into the endless depths of the dark seabed, stirring up a turbulent whirlpool on the seabed.

But he never found Wutou Jinan, because at this moment, Wutou Jinan had already escaped hundreds of miles away.

Thanks to the arrival of the giant corpse of the god, all the wandering ghosts and monsters under the sea of ​​the underworld were scared away. He escaped hundreds of miles in one breath without seeing a corpse ghost coming up to entangle him.

This is the underworld sea, the boundless sea of ​​suffering in the Buddhist gate. On weekdays, there are countless obsessions of the dead wandering under the sea. Once they are entangled underwater, they will face endless counterattacks.

Wutou Jinan escaped all the way to the port of Haizhou Prefecture, and then he emerged from the sea again. As soon as he came out of the sea with the ghost ship, he heard a dull roar, like a war drum hammering heavily on his heart, and his heart shook violently.

At that moment, his heart veins seemed to be broken inch by inch, and his heart was about to be broken into pieces.

He activated the "Heavenly Demon Holy Art", just as he calmed down his frightened mind and restored his ability to think calmly, another roar rang out.

The heart veins felt a sharp pain like a broken inch again.

This time, the dull roar was closer, like a summer thunderstorm exploding directly beside his ears, and the mind that had just settled was intimidated again.

This time, he sat cross-legged, embraced the Yuan and guarded the spirit platform, while practicing the "Heavenly Demon Holy Art" and the Soul-fixing Technique in the Seventy-two Transformations to stabilize his three souls and seven spirits.

Not until he completely stabilized his mind did he finally see the source of the sound.

A huge figure towering into the thick dark clouds of the underworld was walking from the inland of the underworld to the port of Haizhou Prefecture. Because the figure was too huge, the whole body was shrouded in dark shadows, and the appearance could not be seen clearly. It was only known that it was a creature walking upright.

There were two eyes like blood moons, looking down at the world through the dark clouds in the sky, looking directly at Haizhou, and the murderous aura was overwhelming.

The direction the mysterious creature was looking at was the sea where the giant corpse of the god was floating.

The underworld, which was already filled with death, fell into an extremely dead silence at this time. The mountains and valleys were all dead silent, and there was no other sound except the roaring footsteps!

It seemed that even the black wind disaster blowing on the underworld sea had subsided!

The thousands of corpses and demons on the land were all dormant in the dark corners of the cave and dared not make any sound. There were no lonely ghosts wandering on the ground, and no dead people were looking for offerings burned in the world of the living in the mass graves!

The mysterious creature standing on the human body was too huge, and its magic power was like the ocean. Wherever it passed, many peaks were shaken by its footsteps, and the ten directions of the mountains were wailing and trembling under its magic power.

First, a giant corpse of a god floated in the underworld sea, and then a human-shaped demon god in the inland revived and descended. It was unknown whether they were attracted to each other, or were startled and attracted by the battle between Wutou Jinan and the mountain god Fazhi.

At this moment in the underworld, the atmosphere is extremely depressing, just like the dark clouds pressing down on the city overhead, weighing down the souls and spirits so much that they can struggle and be extinguished at any time in the ensuing storm and disaster.