Global Cards: I Create Oriental Mythology Card Group

Chapter 270 Domain: [Jinji Mountain], the first battle of the underworld combination
"Ok?"

The General Ghost turned his head and glanced at the paper-wrapped penholder screwed into his back, and then looked up at Bai Ziliang's highest combat power and the number one freshman of Yeda, the sixth-ranked sixth student, Ka Lingfeng Yuqing, the soul burning in the hollow of his eyes healed Strong hair.

"call……"

The scene was silent, only the faint sound of the wind could be heard.

For a while, the clouds did not move, and the vegetation stopped.

Until the end, Ziliang, who was wearing a floral dress, could only hear her own breathing.

"Wow! Ya! Ya!"

At this time, the general ghost roared, and the dark green will-o'-the-wisps hanging in the eye sockets instantly turned blood red, and the nearly black dim purple light that lingered around him also tended to turn into orange light.

"Kill!"

The low-level "spirit" is unintelligible and incomplete in spirituality, which is the consensus of the people of Dajing and Lanxing.

Because of this, Ji Nian was so shocked when he saw the so-called "Green Mountain and Beautiful Lord" Yin Zun through the shared vision.

Now, this shock hit Bai Ziliang's head exactly.

Although this general ghost does not have Yin Zun's wisdom that rivals ordinary people, but just being able to speak out is enough to break the common sense view that Bai Ziliang has established in his 20 years of childhood.

Fortunately, after going through the "Roshan" level, he was no longer "Amon under Wu", he escaped from the shock in the blink of an eye, and pulled out several blue brand skill cards from the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

[Paper Tie Method·Arrows Flying Together],【Raining Pear Blossoms·Gaibo's Punishment】,【Paper Spear Piercing the Body】,【Paper Kite Casting Lamp Method】...

In the long night, the twilight is blue, from top to bottom, covering the head and covering the head.

It was Bai Ziliang's usual "bomber" tactic.

Only this time, he didn't use Feng Yuqing, the sixth child.

Instead, let [Paperweight Hengdao·Zhao Baisheng] and [Killing Paper Wheel·Gai Tianxiong], the two warrior-like Kalings, use their own methods to restrain them.

The light of the knife is pale, like waves rushing to the waves; the paper wheels are flying, and paper money is sprinkled down one after another.

Feng Yuqing, who was protecting Bai Ziliang in the dark, also made a move at this time, clapping his hands, and set off a paper-made meat mountain old Buddha behind him.

With a bun on the top of the head, compassionate eyes, but a very weird smile, exaggerated and brilliant but lifeless, just like a common big-headed mask among the people.

It is also seen that its shoulders are wide and its body is thick, and the fat meat tied with yellow paper is piled up, from which slightly blackened lard is leached.

The monk's robe sewn into the shroud was very fat, and the paper-stuffed mountain Buddha raised his hand, revealing the cuffs with dark red blood clots, and crushed a large number of towering strange trees in an instant, as if smashing withered.

Zhizha Roushan Buddha, Lanpin skill card, Hengdao Zhao Baisheng, Zhilun Gai Tianxiong... each occupy the front, back, left, and right sides of the general ghost, and come out from these four corners.

The surging air waves stirred up layers of smoke, countless flowers and branches collided, and the asphalt road that was only built a few years ago was completely blown away.

The general ghost roared, and Bai Ziliang's body was filled with strange black energy that he had never seen before.

The black mist with grimaces floating around was propelled by the endless air waves, eroding the surrounding vegetation like strong acid.

Seeing this, Bai Ziliang waved his hand, and riding a paper kite, he entered the small blue product field named [Paper Wedding Leftovers].

Feng Yuqing, who was an orange five-star Kaling, moved faster than him, holding a paper fan in his hand, fanning it with a smile.

Brother Ziliang didn't bother to pay attention to him, he just watched the battle.

Three Kazakhs killed the "bomber" of Jiafu Coza coin.

With this set of simple and crude tactics, not to mention the general ghost who is still in the purple five-star rank, even the orange rank "wild spirit", which is one of the few in the Qingshan area, will have to hate the Northwest.

But the general ghost in front of him is far stronger than his peers.

The dry bones of the rotting horse under the seat were torn apart and poured into the river with a mournful cry.

He straightened up like a carp, turned over and stood still in the strong wind, his rotten flesh was torn to pieces by Zhao Baisheng's knife wind.

The palm of the paper-stitched meat mountain Buddha fell, as if the sky had fallen.

Gai Tianxiong threw out the paper wheel, and the organs on the plate moved together, pale paper money fluttered one after another, and Ye Da's patent [Magic City Demon Fire] fell like raindrops.

A total of six [Paper] series of blue product skill cards, in the form of paper spears, arrows, yellow silk, paper kites, etc., were thrown at the head and face.

Paper, this kind of light-thin and folded thing that comes from trees, falls into the hands of the Bai family and becomes the most terrifying thing to kill.

The general ghost didn't check for a while, and was soaked with rhubarb paper floating from nowhere, covering his face, and his whole body's perception was blocked.

Seeing this, Gai Tianxiong raised his hand and hit the general ghost with a paper wheel.

Zhizharoushan Buddha pointed out again with a smile, and pushed the general ghost's head back and forth, like grinding a bedbug.

The old Liufeng Yuqing has always been a "hero" in this kind of downwind situation. He only hid in the field side by side with Bai Ziliang, clapped his hands together, and summoned an ink dragon.

Only dragged out a river of ink in mid-air, rushing swiftly, as if trying to swallow the general ghost into his stomach.

At this moment, General Ghost struggled to his feet, first tore off the yellow paper, and then waved his hand to sweep away the paper arrows piercing through his body, dancing with the rusty knife in his palm, setting off gusts of blood.

"Roar!"

It roared loudly, opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed the flying ink dragon into its belly.

He stepped on the ground with both feet and raised up with strength, and the thick and strange black mist was dragged by his body, pulling out a black ribbon hundreds of meters long in the air, and the blade cut the head of the paper piercing mountain Buddha.

This Zhi Zha Buddha is based on Roshan Gui, and it is also the "summoning object" of the orange five-star card spirit sealed in love. It is far less terrifying than it looks on the surface.

Facing the scarlet blade, he only hastily raised a hand, and it was cut off in an instant.

Gai Tianxiong also made a move at this time, filled with Yin Qi, and threw the paper wheel that had just flown back into his hand again.

Zhao Baisheng saw the right timing, took a few steps, stepped on the ground, first stepped on the paper kite, and then stepped on the paper wheel. The paper knife was swayed with cold light, as if it wanted to cut through the sky.

The general ghost didn't turn his head back, he just swung his tattered, dirty and muddy dark gray cloak, and the long knife slammed, chopping off the Buddha's head.

"laugh."

A mixture of black blood and lard splashed out from the severed head of the Roshan Buddha, and the paper-stitched "Buddha head" fell straight down, and Gululu rolled onto the small square beside the road, throwing a thousand-square-foot The lawn was stained black and red.

"when!!!"

At the same time, the paper pierced horizontal knife collided with the rusty red long knife, suddenly setting off a tsunami-like wave of air.

Seeing the black and white figures in a stalemate in the air, the swords and lights flew together, you come and go.

Gai Tianxiong raised his hand and summoned a broken poplar tree from the side of the road, filled it with Yin energy, and swung it out suddenly.

Immediately, he stepped on the ground with both feet, and landed precisely on the straight tree trunk that was rushing so fast. With a hook, he called back the paper wheel, and allowed it to rotate rapidly, until it made a harsh "clack" sound, and then he pressed all his strength on the general ghost's back.

"laugh!"

The crazily spinning paper wheel knocked out large pieces of black blood, bone residue, and carrion, but this "injury" was completely healed by the strange black air in an instant.

He raised his sword and knocked Zhao Baisheng back. The general ghost turned his head to look at Gai Tianxiong, tilted his head, and tried his best to tear away the sticky carrion sticking to the skull, showing a cruel smile.

Then, under Bai Ziliang's surprised gaze, regardless of breaking his hand, he only grasped the paper wheel, and the other hand held the rust-red knife head, and stabbed it straight into Gai Tianxiong's neck.

Zhao Baisheng came in a hurry, wielding his horizontal knife.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the dark gray cloak hanging behind the general ghost suddenly moved, and a bloody human head flew out from it. It only opened its fangs and bit the neck of Zhao Baisheng tightly.

"Is this really a purple wild spirit?"

Seeing this scene, Brother Ziliang couldn't help but swear.

Thinking of the cracks in the cards, it would take time to cultivate them, so he hastened to take Zhao Baisheng and Gai Tianxiong, who had not been seriously injured, into the sea of ​​consciousness.

The General Ghost turned his head slowly at this moment, the blood-red soul fire burning in his eye sockets seemed to be able to penetrate the small domain folded in a different space, and cast a playful and greedy look at Bai Ziliang.

"groove."

With just one look at each other, Brother Ziliang overturned his previous guess:

It is true that the general ghost hides his strength, and it is true that he wants to find blood food. The "seriousness" he thought did not exist before is also true.

"In vain, I thought we were both young and famous young talents, I saved you a bit of face, and deliberately guessed 'seriously'."

"You kid is really..."

Before Brother Ziliang finished speaking, the general ghost was pushed by the black energy, and crashed into this small blue product field named [Paper Marriage · Remnants and Cold Burning].

Across the dark red round table, one person and one ghost looked at each other from a distance.

General Ghost stretched out his hand with only a little skin left, picked up a rotten roast chicken that looked like a toad from the table, and put it in his mouth, chewing on the bone.

The dark wind surged in the field, and the oil lamps on both sides began to shake slightly, flickering and flickering.

In this light and darkness, every time Brother Ziliang blinked, the general ghost would get a little closer.

After only a few seconds, he really felt a gust of fishy wind, and the strong and pungent putrid smell melted into it.

Ziliang's "sister" with beautiful makeup is calm and expressionless, as if three hundred swordsmen are hiding behind the screen in the hall.

Seeing this, the general ghost showed a playful smile, waved his hand suddenly, and landed on Brother Ziliang's head.

But he didn't realize that the "beauty" in front of him was hiding in the eyes behind the half-rim glasses, and there was already a murderous intent floating.

"Just to practice with you."

Brother Ziliang said in his heart, and only poured most of his energy into the orange-framed card he held tightly in his hand.

In the field, red satin fluttered, and the paper figurine guests sitting in the hall all turned their heads, staring at the back of the general ghost with their eyes dotted with blood.

Feng Yuqing, who was full of spirituality, also put away the folding fan at this time, and the pale face reflected by the dim butter lamp was extremely cold and hard.

The war will start.

The sudden change caught this person and ghost by surprise.

The [Thirteen Stations of the Underworld] that has been promoted to the purple rank suddenly opened, and in just a moment, it tore open the underworld house of [Paper Wedding Leftovers Cold Burning], full of lanterns, and swirling red satin.

Instead, there are two high mountains, one is like a bird's beak, the other is like a cockscomb, unattainable, and the road is obstructed and dangerous.

And on the tops of these two mountains, there stood tall figures more than ten meters high each, with a bull's head, a horse's head, a steel fork, and a long horizontal knife.

Iron trees, silver flowers, shrubs and thorns cast by melting steel are scattered crookedly on the dangerous mountain under your feet, among which copper snakes swim, iron dogs run rampant, tigers and wolves howl, and golden roosters flutter.

There was a river of dark yellow blood surging above his head, and under his feet was a road covered with severed limbs, filled with blood mist, and endless at a glance.

Countless shadows lined up, being driven to the next stop by two ghosts who couldn't see their faces clearly.

Bai Ziliang and General Gui, who were pushed into the road by the turbulent flow of the domain, subconsciously did not dare to stop them. They each took a step back and looked at each other from a distance across the long line of ghosts.

After an unknown amount of time, seeing this group of ghosts drifting away and stepping into the blood mist, each ghost wanted to attack.

But at this moment, the two burly figures standing on the top of the mountain leaped from the peak, pressing down on the dirt road and causing the mountains to tremble.

Seeing this, Bai Ziliang was about to assume a defensive posture, but a familiar voice lingered in his ears.

"Brother Ziliang, it's me." Ji Nian said through voice transmission with spiritual power.

"Young year?"

Bai Ziliang looked around, seeing the oppressive scene around him and the crimson and strange flowers swaying in the wind at his feet, he was still a little confused: "This is your new domain card."

"Well, I just got it out, and it's the first time I'm using it."

Ji Nian explained casually, looking at General Ghost with a slightly serious gaze.

He also watched the match between the opponent and Brother Ziliang.

From his personal perception, this unusually ferocious purple-grade five-star wild spirit is far from being a match for Brother Ziliang.

If it was a head-to-head match regardless of the loss, it would take less than 10 minutes for Brother Ziliang to win it.

But for one thing, this is just a task, and it is not enough to show all the cards and lose something.

Second, for some reason, Ji Nian always feels that Brother Ziliang is a little helpless when facing this general ghost.

Just like facing Roshan Gui back then, his strength was obviously three to five times stronger, but he was just being walked away in a daze.

The look of wanting to use the ultimate move but still having scruples is like a teacher watching a student doing radio exercises of the Dancing Youth series, which is indescribably awkward.

"Didn't you say that you are very fierce in the devil's capital? Why did Qingshan become soft after returning to Qingshan? The climate is not acclimatized?"

Sitting cross-legged in the underworld, Ji Nian scratched his head in confusion: "No, he is a local."

Just as he was thinking hard, the bull-headed horse-face that appeared in the posture of standing guard had already made their moves.

The characteristic of ["official" disease] that makes people complex senses suddenly exerts force, and just one face-to-face strips a lot of yin from the other party.

Before the battle started, the General Ghost's aura lost six or seven.

And the weird black energy that had enveloped his body before seemed to feel the "fatal" crisis at this moment, and quietly retracted into the cloak.

Seems to be sane.

"Magic?"

Ji Nian frowned slightly, and didn't pay much attention, just let Niu Ye and Ma Ye fight to their heart's content, with the newly promoted Flying Zombie and the old Zongzi helping him.

Although this bull-headed horse face is not a complete Kaling, its skill characteristics are almost meaningless, but it can't stand up to its strong foundation, and it has the home court advantage.

When the knife was turned, the rust-red blade was quickly clamped with a steel fork.

It's just that this general ghost has very rich combat experience. Seeing that the long knife was under control, he quickly pulled out the waist knife with a flick of his fingers, swung it suddenly, and tried his best to hold the horse's face to charge up a blow.

Immediately afterwards, these two yin commanders who had just come to this world were like Shangyuan lanterns, surrounded the circle, and quickly shot, forks and knives, and spells.

Countless copper snakes and iron dogs swarmed under their feet, the golden rooster fluttered its wings, and its sharp beaks pecked open the carrion hanging from the white bones, and grabbed the rotten and incomplete internal organs of the general ghost.

Dozens of iron-haired dogs moved out together, all grinning, with scarlet eyes, running wildly from the Vigou Ridge far away from each other, only to attract smoke and dust, and taking advantage of the gap left by the bull's head and horse's face, to bite one after another. Live the ghost of the general.

"Roar!"

The severe pain that went straight into the soul made General Ghost couldn't help but let out a roar.

Feng Yuqing, who was hiding in the dark, picked up a pen at this moment, and with the blessing of the thirteen stations of the underworld, with a sudden wave, countless black dragons and black tigers stepped forward to support the iron-haired dog.

The General Ghost couldn't stand anymore after being thrown, countless chickens, dogs, tigers and leopards pressed on its soul body which was no different from ordinary people, hissing and biting.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ji Nian hurriedly flew out a blank card.

With the blessing of the Thirteen Stations of the Underworld, it was quickly packaged successfully.

(End of this chapter)