In the Taoist temple, the chanting became more and more grand, and even the thick clouds that crossed the night sky could not hide it, as if it was about to tear the sky and fly to the distant starry sky.

The sound is also more and more ethereal, as if it has entered the unknown world.

In the song, the Taoist temple is like a bamboo raft floating in the endless dark sea, and it is the eve of the approaching storm, the cold and dead sea water begins to surge, the bamboo raft is fluttering and shaking, and the whole Taoist temple is also trembling. The wall paint peeled off, dissipated in the breath, as if it was swept away by the undercurrent in the Stygian Sea, and suddenly, there were a few more cracks in the courtyard of the Taoist temple, like a sword in the palm of a person's palm, and there was a trace of blood oozing out, yes, it was blood, and it was extremely viscous plasma, as if it had been precipitated in the pool for a long time, and the water had been volatilized.

And the smell of the viscous red liquid also has a strong fishy smell, Zhang Qian has killed countless people, and he can also distinguish it, it is blood!

It's just that I don't know what kind of blood this is, exuding an extremely ancient aura, maybe an unknown primeval beast.

The whole Taoist temple seems to be floating on a sea of blood!

Zhang Qian was a hundred zhang away, and he also smelled the smell, his brows were furrowed, and he raised his hand to point, and suddenly it rained rain!

First bit by bit, then connected into a line, and finally like a scoop.

Every drop of rain weighs a thousand catties, falling from a thousand feet in the sky, and it contains what a terrifying impact! Every drop of rain is like a meteorite meteor, falling between the streets and alleys of the city, suddenly a piece of land collapsed, falling on the roof of the beams, a magnificent building turned into a pile of rubble in an instant, and then the rain became a line, the solid city wall built with clay tamping several zhang thick, also like soil ash, was washed away, and the whole city became a sparse swamp in a blink of an eye。

This is only the place where it suffers, the Taoist temple in the city is the most dense place of rain, the heavy rain is like a scoop, and the sound of the fall is like thunder, like a jade dragon hanging upside down in the sky.

Bang!

It is like pouring out the water from all over the world, and it is drenched on the head at this moment.

The trembling Taoist temple was hit by the terrible rain, except for the main hall for a strange mark to protect, like a moat, the power of the rain bombardment was isolated outside, the rest of the houses, all collapsed, among which there is no lack of the Taoist priest in the weekday view of the Taoist book of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, weekdays with a large array of reinforcement, in the rain bombardment is also all collapsed, become a broken wall, the whole Taoist temple in an instant into ruins, in fact, not a drop of water, all the rain is blocked by the blood overflowing under the ancient witch array, like a thin layer of eggshell, which seems to be pregnant with a peerless ferocious fetus, indestructible, the power of the rain bombardment is just penetrating in, there is still such a terrifying destructive power。

At this time, King Jing was completely shocked, and he thought that he had seen through the depth of this person, but at this moment he realized that he knew nothing about him except for his appearance.

Ordinary cultivators can generally learn two or three kinds of spells to be considered erudite, and if they have more, they will become obsessed with small arts. Put the cart before the horse, and there is often only one kind of proficient, this person since entering the city, the means of casting are endless, and can cast different magical spells according to various situations, from the previous hand-to-hand fighting technique, to later attract the sun and true fire to sweep the four ghosts, and after he traveled the clouds and rain, covering the sun, he thought that he could break it, and with the help of the rich sunflower water aura in the air, he cast a hand of almost perverted wood Taoism, each of which is extremely powerful, and when it comes to the place of returning to the basics, the ordinary method of birth can have the power of slaying ghosts and killing gods in his hands。

Now the clouds and rain are spreading, destroying the city and destroying the ground like mud and sand, and the attainments of the water system Taoism are also a deep mess.

And unlike ordinary cultivators, who are as complicated and fancy as casting spells, it is a simple method of resisting water, which has such power.

King Jing had already guessed his identity through his means of condensing the true fire of the sun before, I am afraid that he is a person from Yangshan Xiaodongtian, and he also knows that Yangshan Xiaodongtian has a supreme mastery of "Yin and Yang Five Elements Zhengang Divine Thunder", if this person is proficient in the method of Kwai Shui Yin Thunder, and can easily mobilize such a huge Kwai Water Aura, how terrifying is it to cast Kwai Water Yin Thunder? I'm afraid that this ancient witch array can't resist it, he is terrified in his heart, although the ancient witch array was blocked by the rain before, but the impact penetrated through, and it was also the two weakest yin gods who preached and walked directly The body collapsed, fortunately it was not very serious, and it was recondensed in an instant, if this person had more means, it would be dangerous.

But what you are afraid of will come.

The thunder light loomed in the dark clouds, and a burst of extreme chill suddenly condensed above the sky, a dark and gloomy light quietly swam away in the pouring rain, like a giant python in the abyss trench, with a terrifying breath, in the roar of the rain, the blood film was quietly torn apart by this electric light, a yin god was split, in an instant, it was gone, and then the sky dome sounded a huge sound of breaking the earth, boom, the whole city seemed to tremble, the rain was much smaller in an instant, the huge amount of sunflower water aura turned into thunder in an instant, all annihilated, most of the rain clouds were dispersed, and the rain was naturally small。

Zhang Qian only had a slight understanding of this "Yin and Yang Five Elements Zhengang Divine Thunder Kui Shui Yin Thunder Chapter", after all, this scripture is only a spell, not a Taoist technique, he has been proficient in countless magical powers, and he has not spent too much thought.

However, he condensed the water pill, and his understanding and mastery of the kwai shui aura had reached an extremely high level, and it was already extremely high, and a little comprehension was ten times more powerful than the original Ming Ze Daoist casting the Kwai Shui Yin Thunder, Zhang Qian also underestimated the power of this spell, and the status of this "Yin and Yang Five Elements True Gang Divine Thunder" in the small cave of Yangshan is still in the "Vermilion Bird Fire Technique" Above, it can be seen that the general, but ordinary disciples can only choose one to practice, and the Taoism is recorded in the general outline, so it is difficult to cultivate any great achievements, although Zhang Qian has not seen the general outline, but his water pill is to contain the waterway to reason, and the avenue to figure it out, but it can also make up for this defect, Kwai Shui Yin Lei directly to the end.

A yin thunderbolt slashed down, directly splitting a hole in the ancient witch array, killing a yin god.

The blood light in the Taoist temple rises and falls, Zhang Qian a yin thunder splits down, the sunflower water aura is consumed violently, and it is already unable to split the second way, and then this method is cast, it will hurt the origin, and the remaining strength continues to travel clouds and rain, and then urges the fire pill, hidden in the tens of millions of raindrops, this fire pill breath is completely restrained, almost does not emit a little heat. And within the Taoist temple, King Jing's eyes were already red, and the operation of the witch array had reached a critical moment, but he didn't expect that this person was really close to a demon, and his proficient means emerged in an endless stream, and he was more powerful than the same, so that he could kill a ghost general under his command with a Kwai Shui Yin Thunder, and the momentum of the operation of the large array was weakened by a few points, and the blood gushing out of the cracks in the ground was instantly reduced, and he almost wanted to be cut off.

Now that the time has not yet come, the yin qi between heaven and earth is not prosperous enough, and the large array is forcibly operated, and it has repeatedly damaged manpower, and it has been stretched to the limit.

"Success or failure is here!" King Jing had the idea of broken jade in his heart, and he hated Zhang Qian, and he was also extremely aggrieved, if it weren't for this girl to contain most of his strength, how could the Taoist who was killed halfway out be so rampant, and he was beaten so bitterly, if it wasn't for this Taoist who was killed halfway, how could the girl in this hall sit peacefully at this time, but the internal and external troubles were coming, and it became a situation where the sky was going to kill me! His eyes were cold, his face was like green frost, and a burst of violent smoke floated from his body, he actually sacrificed himself, originally he was just the abbot of the big array, and the sacrifice was only the twenty-four ghost generals under his command, but now he couldn't take care of it, and began to fight for his life!

At the beginning of his divine soul sacrifice, the momentum of the operation of the great array suddenly became several times stronger.

The crack in the ground widened suddenly, and the blood gushed like a spring, and then a human hand poked out of the blood, like a dead body crawling out of the grave along the coffin, but there was no such lifeless breath.

This hand was thick and powerful, incomparably huge, with five fingers knotted, like a devil's claw, clasping the edge of the crack, as if pulling the entire Taoist temple into hell, and suddenly sank three feet. A strong battle intent floated from the surging blood, and then exposed the arms, as thick as beams and pillars, covered with scale armor, and the joints were filled with hideous fang-like bone spurs, all of which were substantial, although they were called ghosts and gods, they were not illusory bodies, but flesh and blood existences, like an extremely ancient species, this kind of antiquity seemed to have originated at the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, and at a glance it was known to be adapted to the harsh environment of the primeval period, and there seemed to be no flaws in the body, just like a killing machine.

The word ghost god actually existed long before the birth of heaven and the establishment of the Yin Division, and it is the god of ghosts.

In ancient times, there was no reincarnation in the underworld, there was no ten halls of Yama, and there was no Yin Si system, just a desolate underworld, a place for the Yin soul, after death, people did not want to be scorched by the yang of the world and flew back to annihilate, so they escaped into it, but at that time there was still a powerful species entrenched in the underworld, which became Shura by the people of later generations, so the underworld was called Shura Hell a long time ago, Shura was the most powerful race in the underworld at that time, eating ghosts, ghosts of the world, and the color change of the Shura family, and later the heavenly court established the Yin Division in the underworld, and the Shura family did not accept the rule, and the family was punished, the remnants of the bloodline suddenly in the world of a cave in the underworld. It is the current Asura Path, and now the Yin Cao banishes the poor and vicious, and there are generally three places, those who lack merit enter the animal path, those who commit great treachery and evil enter the hungry ghost path, and those whose sins are unforgivable enter the Asura path.

Although there is still an infernal hell, it is not an idle person who can enjoy this treatment, but a place where the great sage of the ancient demon clan is sealed, in which time is eternally still, there is no past and future, once you enter it, you will never be able to live beyond life.

And those who are beaten into the Asura Dao must be a vicious demon before their death, the soul is not easy to be erased, and the underworld is unwilling to contain it, reincarnation refers to the memory awakening and a peerless demon, can only enter the Asura Dao, let the ancient Shura eat, but mortals do not have this treatment, it can be seen how strong this Shura is, especially to feed on ghosts, it is like a god in the ghosts, and is worshiped as a ghost god.

Now that the Yin Division has appeared, the ghosts and gods specifically refer to the Yin Division clergy, so this Shura is also given the prefix 'ancient' to indicate the past.

Although the appearance of Hell Shura is hideous, but it is also divided into genders, the male Shura is hideous and terrifying, three points better than the evil ghost, while the female Shura is abnormal in appearance, with the posture of upside down beings, a face floats from the blood, it is like stopping the cry of a child at night, with a green face and fangs, The red eyebrows and beard are obviously no different from the male Shura, but this male Shura is more warlike than the female Shura, and it is also more belligerent, since that face floated from the blood, a violent murderous aura lingered in the Taoist temple, so that the twenty-three Yin Gods who presided over the formation were silent, and they did not dare to make the slightest sound, and the rate of divine soul sacrifice became faster and faster.

In fact, it is not difficult to summon Shura, the focus is on control.

And now although the summoning is successful, but there is a bigger problem in front of us, this ancient witch array has been damaged one after another because of this person, the power has dropped greatly, everyone's minds are gathered in one place, can suppress the self-consciousness of this Shura, so as to form control over it, has become a pending residence, all the ghosts are not fully sure, but I feel that this Shura has a strong killing intent exuded in his mind, I am afraid that there is some hanging, I dare not have the slightest distraction, and I am afraid that there will be a problem in the first ring, this summoned Shura is out of the control of the big array, and the first thing to suffer is to do it myself, that King Jing is much calmer than the ghost general under his command, after all, he has seen the world, and this ancient witch array is not the first time he has used it。

When he first escaped from the ghost city of Xudu, the Emperor of Xudu and the five ghost kings teamed up to summon ancient ghosts and gods, thereby injuring Kunyangzi, the head of the small cave heaven in Pingdu Mountain.

The great Asura that was summoned at the beginning was already familiar with the way of heaven and man, and his strength was close to that of a primordial god master.

And the Shura in front of him, although the body shape is burly and terrifying, the appearance is also hideous and terrifying, but compared with the great Asura, it is simply not a creature above the level, with such a layer of experience before, he will not panic, secretly thinking to himself, estimating that the strength of this Shura should be comparable to the Jindan realm human immortals, but suppressed by the large array, it should not be able to exert the strength of the immortals, but it is more than enough to deal with the person in front of him, seeing that his body is gradually revealed from the blood, the pent-up anger in his heart gradually rekindled, the cold light in his eyes condensed a line, looked towards Zhang Peri, gritted his teeth and said to himself: "Today, I was shackled by this girl, and my strength could not be fully exerted, so the old man suffered this big loss, but you are a little Taoist priest who has not dried up, but you don't know what to do, and you are aggressive, and today I will let you understand how to write the word 'death'...... No, how can you die so easily!"

King Jing's heart instantly floated with countless vicious thoughts, all thinking about how to torture Zhang Qian, who fell into his hands.

Unexpectedly, before he could come up with a means to get the best of both worlds, a sudden change occurred.

The raindrops in the sky before did not stop for a moment, but since the extremely terrifying Kwai Shui Yin Thunder was split down, the momentum has gradually decreased, and the raindrops have been blocked by the ancient witch array, although the sound of the bombardment is still terrifying, like a storm crashing on the shore, but it cannot penetrate the barrier, and in the witch array, Shura is about to crawl out of the Asura Dao, and the situation has gradually benefited him, and he has not put this raindrop in his eyes, although the trick of traveling clouds and rain performed by this person is a powerful mess, beyond the reach of manpower, but it has not been able to affect the situation, but he did not expect a little fire to break out quietly from the raindrops, such as igniting a barrel of gunpowder。

Almost instantly, the firelight of the bean was already showing the momentum of a prairie fire.

The white light was like the sky baked by the summer sun, and it collapsed in an instant, enveloping the entire Taoist temple......

A burst of high temperature that was enough to melt the gold and stone in a very short time instantly filled the Taoist temple, the collapsed ruins ignited a raging fire, those precious wood burned into ashes in just a breath, the flames were extinguished, and the smoke and dust that drifted up were like a ball of light, with a high temperature ten times more terrifying than the flames, the air was completely distorted, through those dust and light, the whole world thought of a reflection in the water, and was stirred up by people, rubble, The masonry was as red as fire, as if it had just been taken out of the kiln, but the blood oozing from the cracks in the courtyard was not affected much, and it was still pouring out, only more viscous, turning up one blood blister after another.

The blood bubbles exploded, and the bloody breath suddenly spread, like a layer of wet and greasy cold water lingering in the void, blocking the heat wave.

Rao is so, the moment the fire invaded the big array, there were still two slightly weaker Yin Souls were burned to ashes, King Jing's expression just improved suddenly and suddenly it was an iron blue, like frost, the mood fell to the bottom in an instant, and in just a moment, it seemed to have experienced the ups and downs of life, he never expected that Zhang Qian would be able to integrate the two gods that are incompatible with water and fire in one place, without revealing any flaws, otherwise he would be on guard, this sun true fire may not be able to invade the big array, but now it is too late to regret it, and it is useless, the two Yin gods were erased from the center, and the breath of the entire array was weakened by a few percent in an instant。

Originally, the blood surging in the crack was like a spring, neither fast nor slow, but now the breath of the large array was weak, and the blood in the crack suddenly collapsed into the wound, and the viscous blood sprayed more than half a foot high.

The Shura who crawled out of the blood, originally his eyes were confused, like a lifeless killing machine, but now the aura of the big array was weak, and the slow body like a marionette seemed to break free from the restraints in an instant, and he twisted his neck slightly, like an ancient beast that had woken up from a long sleep, with jagged bone spurs intertwined with each other, making a piercing sound, and then he raised his head, his lowered eyelids opened quietly, and his cloudy eyes revealed a trace of tyranny. Thirst for killing and that kind of contempt for ants, looking at the more than ten yin gods in the Taoist temple with interest, snoring and snoring in his throat, like a hungry beast, but not in a hurry at all.

There seemed to be more than brutality and bloodlust in that heart filled with slaughter, but with a kind of grace and a bad taste for ravaging the weak.

King Jing was stiff, not simply panicked, as if a nerve in his mind had been violently broken, and severe pain invaded every wisp of his soul's thoughts, but it was suppressed by a kind of fear.

(To be continued)