Chapter 229: A Fortified Fortress
"What the hell is going on with this qiē?"
Yang Ji was confused in his heart.
Although he didn't know what the truth was, the tip of the iceberg revealed by the five unknown mysterious spirit runes was enough to make Yang Ji feel deeply shocked.
If even powerful beings like the Evil Dao Prince and the Skeleton Ghost King are not just puppets in the foreground, then what kind of vortex are you involved in?
Or, as the evil prince said, "You don't know what kind of person you're fighting against."
"Hahaha, boy, you can't destroy it!"
A burst of laughter suddenly came from above the magic circle, Yang Ji's heart moved, raised his head, and saw the skeleton ghost king's big sleeves fluttering, walking down from above the magic circle.
"Boy, who do you think you are? Hero? Even the elders of your Iron Crown Sect can only give up, what do you think you can do?"
The Skeleton Ghost King sneered. Its eyes remained calm, but its heart was full of rage. In that wave just now, it originally wanted to borrow the power of the formation spirit rune to deal with Yang Ji.
It's just that I didn't expect that this kid was treacherous and cunning, and he didn't give it the slightest chance. One move of the "Little Holy Word Technique" will dash all the hopes it is full of.
"Damn it, keep ruining my things, sooner or later I'm going to break you to pieces and pay for your hubris!"
The Skeleton Ghost King's heart was surging with murderous intent, but his face did not show any expression.
“...... Boy, people have to be self-aware. Do you think you can stop me? Haha, do you think I'm scared of you by running here? Sue you, you can't do anything, you can't do anything. Soon, my legions of the underworld will sweep across the land and destroy all the cities!"
The Skeleton Ghost King looked at Yang Ji with a crazy look in his eyes. Yin qi is surging all around. There is also the breath of the underworld, under the influence of these yin and turbid breaths, the skeleton ghost king finally couldn't hold back the killing machine in his heart and released the most crazy side in his heart.
"You're not going to get away with it!"
Yang Ji stared at the Skeleton Ghost King and said in a cold voice.
"Hahaha, so what? You can't destroy my big array. Can't beat me. This is my territory, no matter how great your Confucian energy is, there is only a dead end here. - This is your last graveyard!"
The Skeleton Ghost King's arms were outstretched, and the dark green light in his eyes became more and more intense. The Nether Circle absorbs the power of the earth, and every moment it grows stronger.
In the time just now, the power of the Netherworld Circle had become even more powerful.
"Yang Ji, you give me the biggest trouble. I will also give you the greatest courtesy. When this mission is completed, this time it will be your own graveyard!"
The Skeleton Ghost King's dark green eyes flashed with a restless look, and his voice was sharp and high-pitched. Exudes extreme madness.
"Boom!"
Before the sound fell, within a radius of nearly a hundred miles, the earth's crust shook, and the yin, death, and evil qi that filled the space suddenly rioted, like a landslide and the earth cracked.
"Die!"
The Skeleton Ghost King howled and pressed down with a slam palm. At this moment, the void behind it distorted, faintly revealing the projection of another magic circle.
The Skeleton Ghost King and the Netherworld Circle had a ghost's breath merging, and the two became one. With the power of the circle. The power of the Skeleton Ghost King reached a point where even Yang Ji was shocked.
"Not good!"
Yang Ji's face changed drastically, and the sense of danger in his heart was stronger than any time.
The yin qi around is getting heavier and heavier. The Skeleton Ghost King is here like a tiger. The power of the magic circle, gathering the earth qi within a hundred miles, the palm of the Skeleton Ghost King has reached the point where Yang Ji is difficult to resist.
"Bang!"
Yang Ji's body flicked, like a flash of lightning shot out, dodging the core palm power of the Skeleton Ghost King.
Boom, the earth shook. The Skeleton Ghost King's devastating palm landed on the Netherworld Circle underground, but it didn't cause any damage.
The torrent of evil power that destroyed the nature of the circle blasted to the surface of the circle, and it merged into the power of the circle like a hundred rivers entering the sea.
Yang Ji turned his head to see this scene, and his heart suddenly sank. The last hope of borrowing strength was also dashed.
"Yang Ji, you can't escape. I'm not going to let you out of here alive!"
The grim voice of the Skeleton Ghost King rumbled like thunder. Coming from behind. Its breath became stronger and stronger, and with a wave of its big hand, the straight river-like yellow spring water column suddenly split into ten, ten hundreds, and one hundred into thousands...... , instantly turned into an ocean, blocking every inch of space leading to the surface.
"Whew!—"
In the sea of yellow springs that shrouded above, howls came and went, and I don't know how many evil ghosts, yakshasas, and rakshasas were pulled over by the skeleton ghost king.
"Go ahead!"
The voice of the Skeleton Ghost King resounded through the ground, and in an instant, the howl was like a cloud, and I don't know how many evil ghosts, Yakshasas, and Rakshasas rushed down the Yellow Spring.
Boom, a violent vibration came from afar, and almost at the same time, the Skeleton Ghost King pounced on these demons, Yakshasas, and Rakshasas.
Yellow Springs, Evil Ghosts, Circles, Skeleton Ghost Kings......
The pressure of this moment is simply suffocating!
"It's too strong!"
Yang Ji's eyes were contemplative, the blood furnace in the dantian roared, and the people and boats were one, shuttling and detouring rapidly in the underground with the floating body method.
Boom, just for a moment, lightning flashed, and a dense dark cloud radiated with the power of destroying the sexuality.
In this dense dark cloud, Yang Ji suddenly felt the breath of the Skeleton Ghost King.
didn't have time to think about it, Yang Ji urged the Heaven and Earth Haoran Qi and the Hand of Death in his body, and reflexively greeted him.
Bang!
With his palms intersecting, Yang Ji trembled, feeling that he was violently smashed by a big mountain on his body, and the whole person flew out.
In his body, all the blood and qi in the meridians and veins suddenly messed up like a wild horse.
"Little Sacred Words!"
"Little Sacred Words!"
......
He didn't care about stabilizing his body, and he didn't care about stabilizing his injuries, and Yang Ji didn't think about it, and the little holy words were sent out twice.
The interval between these two small holy words was extremely short, almost instantaneous. Both hits hit the Skeleton King, sending billing, corrosive white smoke up.
"No, your little holy word technique can't help me at all now!"
The cold voice of the skeleton ghost king came from the black clouds rolling around him, but it was unexpected. The Skeleton Ghost King did not pounce on the tiger, but subconsciously pulled away a distance.
"It works!"
Yang Ji was overjoyed. Although the Skeleton Ghost King said that he didn't care, his appearance was not like that at all. Obviously, it was obvious that the Skeleton Ghost King was still very jealous of the Little Saint Words.
didn't have time to think about it, Yang Ji was united, and the lightning shot out. The first active attack was launched.
"Nine swords in one!"
"Wrath of the Overlord!"
"The Hand of Death!"
......
A scorching light that was more dazzling than the sun burst out from Yang Ji's body, and in a short period of time, Yang Ji almost instantly emitted all the strongest peerless skills on his body, palm shadow, sword qi, and haoran qi...... , like a raging storm towards the skeleton ghost king.
All the energy in Yang Ji's body was almost completely exhausted at this moment, but soon, a milky white pillar of light fell, and the blood qi in Yang Ji's body was restored to the same as before.
"Look for death!"
The Skeleton Ghost King was furious, and the clouds rolled around him. Condensation is like substance, and it bursts out like a tide again.
Boom! Boom!
The two were black and white, fighting fiercely together again. It sets off a storm and sweeps endless dirt into it. Several black-skinned rakshasas got too close, and they were swept up by the storm, and they exploded directly to smithereens with a muffled snort.
In terms of strength, Yang Ji was almost suppressed by the Skeleton Ghost King, and every time he fought, the blood in his body exploded. Bones rattle. But Yang Ji's counterattack was just as sharp.
"Little Sacred Words!"
"Little Sacred Words!"
"Little Sacred Words!"
......
Beams of blazing light kept falling from above, almost never stopping. White smoke rises from the steaming heat. Each time it caused the Skeleton Ghost King to snort in pain.
Yang Ji was aiming for nothing else, it was precisely the evil spirit relics embedded in the top of his head and his skull. The Skeleton Ghost King's evil spirit relics hadn't yet absorbed much power from the surroundings, and soon the energy gathered in them was dispersed by Yang Ji.
This makes the Skeleton King particularly angry.
"Give me death!"
With one last blow, the Skeleton Ghost King joined his hands together, setting off an ocean-like torrent of evil power like a giant axe to chop down. Boom, boom. The figure in front of him flashed, and Yang Ji's body suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and when he reappeared, he was already on the Netherworld Array.
"Damn, it's an immortal change again!"
The Skeleton Ghost King was secretly hated.
In Langya County, it is also a generation of giants, and its moves are wide open and closed. Regardless of the imperial court or the sect, those who can stand side by side with it in terms of strength and realm are rare.
However, this kind of small and moving exercise is impossible to learn for alien spirits.
"What's the use of lingering, you still have to die!"
The Skeleton Ghost King's body shook and flew away.
On the Netherworld Array, which was like a gear, Yang Ji had just landed, and immediately pulled out his long sword, and without hesitation, he slashed down with another sword.
Bang!
This time, the shock was even more severe, and with a bang, it rolled out like a ball, and even two of them were broken in the ribs. A Immortal Shadow Changing Shadow flashed the attack of the Skeleton Ghost King, and Yang Ji turned back to the Netherworld Array again.
"Come again!"
Yang Jiyi gritted his teeth and slammed into the third rune paper.
Fourth, fifth!
Yang Ji withstood the attacks of the Skeleton Ghost King, and returned to the Netherworld Array again and again. All the runes in the five circles were attacked by him.
But the five unknown pieces of mysterious rune paper remained untouched. Yang Ji's attacks can't deal them even the slightest damage.
Otherwise, Yang Ji got the pen of benevolence and righteousness, and the little sage word technique is an ancient sage mastery, with a strong healing ability. The power of a few shocks alone can shatter Yang Jilian's belt bones.
"It's useless, it's useless, it's useless...... Why can't you ruin it at all?"
Yang Ji's face was red, his breathing was heavy, and his whole body was about to collapse. He had exhausted all his strength and exerted all his strength, but no matter how much aura he poured, he could not destroy the five mysterious runes at the core of the Miè Circle.
Yang Ji clearly saw it and knew it, but he couldn't help it.
-- This evil path magic circle was erected in front of Yang Ji like an impregnable fortress with an impregnable copper wall. In front of this fortress, all the means of qiē seemed so powerless and futile.
"Stupid!"
The voice of the Skeleton Ghost King came from above, and it was suspended above the magic circle, watching Yang Ji's actions as if looking at a naïve clown.
When Yang Ji attacked the magic circle for the first time, it still tried to stop it. The second time, it was all at that, but the third time, the fourth time it was ridiculous.
- How stupid does a person have to be to keep doing such meaningless things?
"Self-righteous ant, what do you think this is? Don't say it's you, even I can't destroy it!"
Yang Ji didn't notice it himself, but the Skeleton Ghost King clearly noticed it. His own strategy worked, and the thing that made him jealous of this disciple of the Iron Crown Sect, as well as the aura that made him fearful, was fading.
There is no doubt that this is a symptom of energy consumption.
Time is always on his side, and when he says every word and does something, the power of the Netherworld is increasing, and his own strength is also improving.
The longer it drags on, the better it will be for you!
The Skeleton Ghost King doesn't mind wasting some time beating him with faith and will. At the same time, he kept growing, and when he reached the strongest moment, that is, when this damn boy was bombarded to the scum by himself along with the treasures on his body. (To be continued......)