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Golden light and blood color competed.
A series of brilliant magic lights soared into the sky.
The scroll of the eight formation diagram of the Zhuge family runs across the sky, with golden light and eight trigrams appearing, surrounding all ghosts and bones, and not crossing the position of the Huangdi Mother Cauldron hanging in the air.
Bai Xiaofeng stood in the sea of blood, surrounded by endless bones and ghosts.
Behind him was the golden light and gossip, as if gold and water were cast.
The whole body is covered with golden light, like a god of war descending to earth.
As he waved his hand, the yin power surged and the golden light rushed out, and a large number of white bone ghosts were crushed and killed to death.
But.
There are too many evil spirits, so many that they can be killed.
As soon as the area was cleared, evil spirits immediately rushed over to fill the gap.
Huo Qubing carried the souls of eight hundred generals, wrapped in the vast corpse energy and yin energy, and rushed around in the sea of blood.
Just like sweeping across the northern desert back then, it was unstoppable.
But the situation is the same as Bai Xiaofeng. The place where the eight hundred generals pass by will be cleared out a large blank space, followed closely and filled by countless ghosts again.
The same scene happened everywhere.
There are so many ghosts in the Blood Sea, so many that they make people feel endless.
The sound of shouting and killing, the sound of sharp ghosts whistling, and the sound of bones rubbing, filled the underworld.
This feeling of endless massacre, even if the Heavenly Master in the World can resist the sea of blood and evil spirits now, he still feels desperate.
Because everyone knows it.
If this continues, all the heavenly masters in the world will be dragged down.
The human sea tactics are indeed not worth mentioning in the face of absolute strength.
But when the human sea tactics are exerted to the extreme, their absolute strength will be dragged to death.
“Ah!”
A Tianshi suddenly screamed, his chest was pierced by a white bone claw, and blood flew everywhere.
The severe pain made the Heavenly Master pause.
What followed was the locust-like ghosts and bones, swarming in and flooding him.
“Friends of Taoism, I’m going first!”
Before the Tianshi died, he threw out all the talismans in his hand.
Bang bang
The talismans exploded, and the sea of fire surging, killing all the ghosts that had submerged him.
The same scene.
Occurs everywhere in the underworld.
As time goes by, the Tianshi masters are exhausted one after another.He was seized by countless ghosts and bones and completely culled.
However, before dying, every Tianshi burst out everything he had in his box, just to drag more ghosts and evil spirits to scatter.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
In the underworld, explosions were endless, and dense white lights rose like stars.
Even so.
None of the Heavenly Master retreated and ran away.
They were able to follow the way to the underworld and knew that this battle was a life-and-death battle, and had long abandoned their desire to survive.
All you have to do is fight!
Try everything and try to make a way out for the living!
The sea of blood was surging, and the remaining ghost bones on the prison field on the corpse road were like ferocious beasts with red eyes, madly trying to cross the golden light boundary of the Yellow Emperor’s Mother Cauldron and rushed to the world.
Where is the paradise!
There, even the lowest level ghosts and evil spirits like them are still noble and superior kings in the face of ordinary people, and can be driven at will.
“Don’t you take action yet?”
Below, the lonely old monk looked sad, his eyes flashed, and his hands trembling with his folded hands.
“These are just fuels to launch the corpse road and prison ground.”
The words of the Nether Lord were as cold as the cold air blowing from the depths of the Nine Netherworlds, making people desperate: “The real ghost soldier has not taken action yet, and the nine pieces are also watching.”
“Amitabha!”
The old monk lonely recited a Buddha’s name, slowly closed his eyes, and couldn’t bear to look at it again: “The Buddha does not save the people, but the people can only save themselves.”
“How can there be a Buddha?” The Nether Lord sneered on the side.
Boom! boom! boom!