hey demon

Chapter 705
Gray wasteland, Tongue Pulling Prison, Dingming Mountain.

A green willow grows to its fullest, and the willow branches hang down, covering a thousand miles around, forming a space of its own.

Standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the smear of purple sweeping from the skyline, Black Mountain and Wusheng were silent. After all, things went in the direction they least wanted to see. , and at this moment the ghost willow demon manifested itself.

"Master, Ziwu has crossed the River of Death, and will arrive here in a short time. Whether to go or stay, please make a decision early."

Walking in front of Heishan, Cui Liu's words were filled with anxiety.

She has gained a lot of benefits from following Hei Shan's side these years. Her cultivation base has risen again and again. She has already achieved the realm of the demon king, but she can feel the breath from the purple mist wave from afar, and her heart still can't bear it. live trembling.

The purple mist is very strange, with a power to confuse the soul. Just now, it just looked at it from a distance and had the terrifying idea of ​​merging with the purple mist. If it wasn't for its special body, and learned the Yellow Court Sutra from Montenegro, She polished her mind well, and almost put this idea into practice, and thinking about it made her feel lingering fear.

Hearing this, looking at the purple mist that was getting closer, Heishan was rarely hesitant.

It's not that it is reluctant to part with the various interests that Longhushan occupies in Yinming Tian. Decided, cutting off the Yin-Yang Road has become an inevitable choice.

And once this is done, Wumian, whose transformation has been unsuccessful, will no longer have vitality, and its transformation will inevitably fail.

"This purple mist is weird, I can't destroy it, but it may not be impossible to just block it."

The fighting spirit in his heart was burning, and he didn't want to retreat. There was a powerful aura bursting out of Hei Shan's body. It didn't care about other things, but Wumian was different, because Wumian was Zhang Chunyi's avatar.

With magical powers running, Hei Shan left the Tongue Pulling Prison in an instant, wandered through the earth's veins, and approached the sweeping wave of purple mist.

"Soul-wandering chant!"

Facing the wave of purple mist that was sweeping in, he took a deep breath, his abdomen swelled, and the wind and clouds in all directions moved for this, and Montenegro suddenly let out a tiger roar.

Roar, like a king descending, revealing an incomparable majesty, with the roar of a tiger from Montenegro, the terrifying power of the soul burst out, and the sound wave turned into substance, sweeping towards the purple mist like a real wave.

The two phases collided, and the momentum of the purple mist suddenly stopped, as if it had encountered an invisible high wall. Immediately afterwards, the continuous purple mist exploded, and the ghosts inside also let out a shrill scream. Shattered and died, Ziwu seemed to be in a state of defeat for a while.

The low-grade Dao species Danghun, combined with Heishan's already powerful spirit and deterrent power, is really extraordinary. Ordinary ghosts can't bear Heishan's roar at all.

But in the next moment, another purple mist surged in, filling the vacancy just now, and it became more and more surging, as if it was irritated.

Seeing such a scene, Montenegro was not surprised but delighted.

"Although it's weird, it seems that my previous induction is not wrong. This purple mist is not a simple dead thing, it has some kind of activity, just like a ghost."

Turning his thoughts, Heishan once again activated his soul-dangling supernatural powers. After refining the Nether Body Dao Seed, it is really like a fish in water in this cloudy sky, and its sensitivity is also extremely sensitive.

But this time, the soul-dancing magic power did not achieve any obvious effect. After the small-scale collapse, the purple mist rolled up, covering the sky, engulfing the general situation, and trying to tear the Black Mountain into pieces.

Seeing such a scene, Heishan retreated resolutely, but Ziwu didn't intend to just let it go, and continued to burst out mighty force to shatter the earth, forcing Heishan out of the leylines.

"Not only does it exhibit the characteristics of a living creature, but it even has some intelligence, but not much, it's more like an instinct."

Keep retreating, although the danger is imminent, Montenegro is very calm.

"Since this is the case, then this supernatural power should also be useful."

Stopping the pace of retreat, Black Mountain once again urged the supernatural power, and for a while, the power of the two middle-grade Taoist species, the prison and the ghost body, were all aroused by it, even including the strange treasure soul chain.

"Tianbei town prison, all ghosts bow their heads."

Endless dark energy gathered, and a huge celestial monument was condensed from nothing. It was three thousand feet high, and its entire body was pitch black with a hint of purple. , on the front is engraved with the word town and prison, which is as red as blood, carrying an inviolable majesty, which makes people daunting.

And there are gray and white chains wrapped around the body of the stele, extending endlessly, protruding into the void, which is the manifestation of the power of the strange treasure, the chain of prisoner souls.

Hum, the Tianbei fell from the sky, and slammed into the engulfing purple mist with an incomparable momentum.

Boom, there was a violent collision, and the Prison Monument fell on the textureless purple mist as if it had hit the ground, and the figure froze for a moment, but with the burst of its powerful force, the roaring purple mist immediately calmed down , sinking continuously.

Seeing such a scene, Montenegro breathed a sigh of relief.

The supernatural power, the prison-suppressing Tianbei, after entering the Yin Mingtian, his understanding of the true meaning of the dark way has greatly increased, and he has truly understood the nature of the power of the prison-suppressing dao, and finally created this supernatural power, which specializes in all kinds of ghost.

The power of all kinds of ghosts under the Prison-Suppressing Sky Monument will be suppressed. The most important thing is to have the power of the ghost body. With the passage of time, its power will not weaken, but will become stronger and stronger until it reaches the limit.

"Being in the dark sky, the power of this supernatural power will reach its peak from the very beginning, coupled with the blessing of the power of strange treasures, even a ghost like a bull's head will not be able to break free easily if it is suppressed by this supernatural power. Of course, The defect of this supernatural power is also obvious, that is, it takes a long time to activate and is easy to be circumvented."

With the thoughts in his mind turning, Heishan further triggered the change of the prison-suppressing sky monument.

The inscription weeps blood, the chain of prisoner souls dances, and keeps probing into the purple mist to restrain the ghosts inside one by one. This purple mist is indeed weird. The crazy ghosts inside seem to be alive, but in fact the breath has been separated from it. It mingles, becomes part of it.

And as the ghosts were restrained by the chain of prisoner souls, all their strength was completely silenced, and Ziwu suddenly sank a little more.

Seeing such a scene, Montenegro's eyes suddenly lit up.

"These ghosts seem to be alive, but in fact they are no different from dead. If so, then I will help you and help you die."

Vaguely grasping a weakness that Ziwu is not a weakness, Black Mountain intends to mobilize the power to save the human species, and forcibly save these ghosts.

But at this moment, an angry roar sounded in the black wasteland. Hearing this sound, Montenegro's heart trembled.

(End of this chapter)