Chapter 92: Dusty History 2

"The frog at the bottom of the well, how can you see the world is so big!"

The Ancient Ghost King sneered, the black flame in his hand was getting bigger and bigger, and there was a faint tendency to devour this mountain range. Zi Buyu and the others saw that there was no way to retreat, so they had no choice but to harden it.

"This is the last step we can retreat, if we retreat again, then the Daoists behind us will definitely be implicated, we are here to destroy this ghost king, how can we have to deal with the Daoists behind us to bear this blow! What about life and death! The weather is swinging! I'm thriving! ”

Zi Bu raised his arms silently, and a huge Yin and Yang Wuji diagram suddenly lit up on his body, which was opposed to the Black Flame of the Ancient Ghost King, and suppressed the Black Flame for a while. Everyone was rendered by the silent words, and they all showed their magic weapons and used their Taoism to the extreme.

"If you live it, take me to drink the wine you have treasured."

Xuanyuan Wencheng smiled, this was the first time he laughed, Zi Buyu also smiled, they slapped their fists with each other, and they showed their strongest Dao method one after another, the giant sword in Xuanyuan Wencheng's hand became brighter and brighter, and the golden light was swallowed, and it actually dispelled the shadows nearby. And Zi was silent and unambiguous, and with a wave of his hand, five strange talismans flew out and went straight to the ancient ghost king.

"Strange, powerful, chaotic, God, the son is silent!"

The five talismans continued to enlarge, directly wrapping the ancient ghost king inside, and at the same time, Xuanyuan Wencheng's Dao method had been condensed, and all the sword qi and swordsmanship were condensed on his giant sword, wrapping his own Dao law cultivation and blocking the blow of his life.

"Hurry up! I can't hold out for long! ”

The strength of this ancient ghost king is too terrifying! If it is said that if it is the ten handsome ghost kings of the underworld, he is silent and confident that he can trap a stick of incense, but this ancient ghost king, he is trapped for a few breaths, and he already has a feeling of hardship!

"Let's go together!"

Everyone blasted all the talismans and Dao Law towards the ancient ghost king who was bound, and the ghost king couldn't move, so he could only order some nearby thousand-year-old ghosts to come and resist, but was the immeasurable Dao method of Zi Bu a joke? Those thousand-year-old yin spirits have not come over yet, and they have been defeated by Zi Bu Silent Dao Law one after another, compared to Zi Bu Dao cultivation, these thousand year Yin Souls are still too vegetable.

"I'm coming!"

Xuanyuan Wencheng's face was flushed, he couldn't lift this giant sword anymore. But he still jumped hard, his body flew into the air, and slashed at the dying ghost king below!

"A sword retreats!"

Everyone only saw a flash of golden light (the Yin people here have opened the underworld, that is, the Yin and Yang Eyes, so they can see the changes and colors of the Dao Law), and then a sword light broke through this layer of golden light, cutting through the golden light in everyone's eyes. The Ghost King screamed, and then the surroundings turned into a white expanse, and there was nothing left.

"What about the rest of the story?"

The three of them listened with relish, but Zi Beyu stopped, they looked at him puzzled, but saw him point to the book in his hand, and said:

"History is broken here, and the rest of the events are not recorded."

"What? No way! ”

Gao Xinwu snatched the book, looked at it, and found that several pages behind the book had been torn off, and looking at the wound, it seemed that the age was not modern, is there any ulterior secret behind this?!

"The rest of the story is not recorded, who is trying to hide this history?"

"It's not about hiding this history."

Suddenly, a voice sounded, Zi Beyu reacted instantly, the blue light in his hand turned, and he had already pinched the blue talisman in his hand, but they found that it was Gao Xinwu who spoke, and he was obviously not himself at this moment.

"Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, I just want to tell you that the next part of history is too terrifying, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

"Why can't you bear it?" Zi Beyu is a little strange.

"Because the truth is terrifying, so terrifying that you can't accept it."

"What?"

'Gao Xinwu' sighed, raised his hand and waved, the three of them only felt that their eyes were dark, and then the scene in front of them changed, at this moment they came to a charred black land, and there were many corpses lying around, most of them were shriveled, as if they had been sucked dry by something.

"...... here?"

"This is the end of that epic battle, the ancient ghost king, Zi Buyu and Xuanyuan Wencheng were both defeated, the life of the ancient ghost king is very tenacious, and there is also the help of the demon clan, the human race fought very hard, and later if it wasn't for the appearance of the ten marshals in the underworld, assisting the two of them to seal the ancient ghost king, I'm afraid that in this battle, the Yin Alliance will be wiped out."

'Gao Xinwu' looked at the scorched black land, how much torture it would have to go through to make the land so harmful, you must know that the opponent is not only the Yin Spirit, but also the Demon Clan. Behind the Yin Spirit, it is the 'Deaf' who controls all this, including the Ancient Ghost King.

The picture changed again, the four of them came to the top of a mountain, at this moment there were three figures on the top of the mountain, a tattered Zi Bu and a blood-stained Xuanyuan Wencheng, opposite them, was an ancient ghost king with a spirit body fluctuating, near the ancient ghost king, the ten handsome men in the underworld held different underworld weapons (all of them were used by the underworld), and wrapped him in it.

"Let's do it together, seal him in this mountain, accept the damage of yang energy, and continue to wear out his spiritual body!"

Bai Wuchang, who was the first to speak, shook the soul hook rope in his hand, and the rest of the ten handsomes in the underworld nodded one after another, and sacrificed the magic weapon in his hand.

"Mr. Zi, please also preside over the ceremony."

Bai Wuchang bowed to Zi Buyu, and then put the underworld weapon in front of him, at this moment, the ancient ghost king no longer has any ability to escape, and the ten handsomes in the underworld are born to restrain the yin spirit, even if he is the ancient ghost king.

"Hahaha! Do you think this will wear me out? Do you think you can hurt the foundation of the 'deafness' in this way? Hahaha! Wait, even if I am sealed, as long as the 'deafness' still exists, I still have a chance to break through the seal, and you, your underworld, none of them can escape! Hahahaha! ”

The ghost king laughed wildly, Zi Bu raised his hand expressionlessly, the yang energy on his body became more and more sufficient, he burned all his Taoism, even if he died, he would completely seal this ghost king!

"Before I get sealed, let's get some fun!"

The ghost king suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed it, the illusory ghost hand seemed to take something out of Zi Buyu's body, and then the ghost hand disappeared in an instant, all this just happened in an instant, Zi Buyu hadn't reacted yet, the ancient ghost king was completely sealed to the top of this mountain, and then Zi Buyu fell to the ground, he had run out of oil and the lamp had dried up, and the grab just now seemed to take away his most important thing.

"Mr. Son! Mr. Zi, are you alright? ”

"I'm fine, I just can't continue to survive in this world." Zi waved his hand indifferently, looking at Xuanyuan Wencheng who was holding him, "From now on, the balance of yin and yang in this world will be handed over to you." ”

"Good!"

Xuanyuan Wencheng held his hand tightly. Zi Buyu nodded with satisfaction, slowly closed his eyes, tilted his head, and died like this, the strongest yin man of the generation, died in the secret plan of the ghost king.

"I've cut out the worst scenes, you just need to know the outcome."

'Gao Xinwu' turned his head to look at Zi Beyu, "Do you know what you're carrying?" ”

"I don't know."

"From now on, the safety of the world will depend on you and another Ziwei life-gentry person, your life is no longer your own, and your life, even the underworld can't see through it."

"So why are you all trying to impose on me everything I don't want to do?"

Zi Beyu's eyes were cold, he didn't know why, he couldn't define his life, why couldn't he live in the life he wanted, the night road was already very good, such a life was enough, why did he still do those things to save the world? That's a plot that only appears in fantasy novels, and he's reality here! What he needs is his own life, a plain and real life!

"Since your surname, your fate has been planned early on." 'Gao Xinwu' smiled, "Don't you think you have been forced, even on your own initiative, to enter this bureau?" ”

"What did you say?!"

"Do you remember what your little girl's name is?"

'Gao Xinwu's voice, like thunder on the ground, exploded in Zi Beiyu's ears, and his cold hairs stood up, at this moment, he only felt an extremely icy chill invade his consciousness!

"You, you, what do you say!"

"I said, do you remember, what is the name of your little girl?"

'Gao Xinwu' looked at him sympathetically, and the pity in his eyes was undisguised.