Comprehensive website: From the Classic of Mountains and Seas to ancient times

Chapter 165: Suppressing Rakshasa
Kyushu, the water is too deep!
This is what Mu Yi felt after holding the pieces of the Gate of Hell in his hands.

This was a set up from the beginning, but the difference is that the big boss has a longer view and has more foreshadowing.

It was all calculation and calculation, and Mu Yi felt like his IQ was being rubbed back and forth while being pressed to the ground.

Chilling!
Although there were thousands of thoughts in his heart, Mu Yi still honestly activated the Ghost Gate fragment in his hand.

Under Mu Yi's guidance, the energy of the netherworld erupted in the Ghost Kingdom, forming a huge light that encompassed the entire Ghost Kingdom in an instant.

The light surged in the netherworld, soared into the sky in an instant, turned into a blurry door, and settled towards the entire ghost country.

The surging power spread from the door, and the heavy divine power made all the ghost soldiers crawl on the ground.

The two golden-armored gods slowly walked out of the ghost gate with their eyes closed, when their closed eyes suddenly opened.

Between heaven and earth, the situation suddenly changes.

"Roar!" The tiger beside Yu Lei roared up to the sky.

The Shura Dao, blessed by the Heaven and Human Dao, burst out with surging power. This power poured into their bodies, instantly causing their appearance to undergo a huge change.

In an instant, the surging aura surged out from the six realms like a torrent, clinging to the body of every Asura warrior.

The blood-red Shura climbed up from the sea of ​​​​blood and gathered together with three thousand Yin soldiers to prepare.

"In the end, you have to rely on yourself. Is this your test?"

The mottled momentum on his body also turned into an awe-inspiring aura at this moment that could not be violated or ignored.

"This is my domain!" Mu Yi raised the sword above his head.

"I hate these bald donkeys!" Shen Tu curled his lips and stamped the halberd in his hand toward the void.

The scattered ghost kings were terrified and couldn't tell whether they saw the terrifying whirlpool in the sky or were oppressed by the divine power.

The elements of heaven and earth were in chaos, and the almost apocalyptic scene left Lin Xuan stunned.

Suppressing all the ghosts in the ghost kingdom and destroying the protection of Buddha's light is already the power they can exert.

There were only a few people standing in the entire Ghost Country.

"Want to suppress me? Dreaming!" The power that erupted from King Rakshasa resisted the gathered will.

Scarlet light rose from the Asura warriors into the sky, and they turned into a pool of blood, covering the three thousand Yin soldiers.

This exaggerated vortex, which may have a diameter of more than dozens of miles, slowly rotates. It seems slow, but in fact it creates a terrifying power in the world.

When the light dissipated, astonishing changes occurred on all the Yin soldiers. Not only did their bodies expand, but ferocious Shura armor also appeared on their bodies. Blood-red light emerged from each eye, and their aura was even more powerful than before. doubled.

The Buddha's light on the Rakshasa King suddenly became distorted, as if it was carrying some unbearable power, but in the end the Buddha's light was shattered, and cracks appeared on many relics, scattered on the ground behind the Rakshasa King.

Mu Yi used the barrier to integrate all his will, and then suppressed the Rakshasa King.

"This this……"

King Rakshasa vomited blood. Even the halo of relics that had been sacrificed for so long could not completely block the power of Shentu. With just one blow, King Rakshasa was already injured. With a pale face, he locked his gaze on On Mu Yi's body.

As long as he kills Mu Yi, he will be able to annex the divinity of Shen Tu and Yu Lei's clones. At that time, he may reach the sky in one step and become the protector of the law and equal to the Yasha god.

He is clearly standing on top of the world, but he still seems like an ant.

Shen Tu and Yu Lei have helped him clear the obstacles, and the rest is a test for him.

Shen Tu and Yu Lei looked at the battlefield through the barrier, and couldn't help but look at each other when they saw this scene. They saw the shadow of their old friend in Mu Yi.

Mu Yi took out his sword, took a deep breath, unfolded the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and pulled the Rakshasa King into the Shura Path.

King Rakshasa's heart was filled with emotions of panic and fear, and he felt that he was an ant that he had not seen for a long time.

The two golden-armored god generals are very strong, but that's about it.

"Really or not?" Shen Tu murmured to himself.

The strong divine power pushed Lin Xuan's body down inch by inch. All living creatures and ghosts within a thousand miles of the ghost country were lying on the ground, as if they were facing an abyss.

Therefore, now, his only opponent is Mu Yi in front of him.

The creatures and ghosts lying on the ground were even more trembling and did not dare to move.

"Boy Mu, this world cannot bear our power, the rest is up to you!" Shen Tu's voice reached Mu Yi's ears.

King Rakshasa's lips trembled and he was trembling with fear.

At this moment, the three thousand Yin soldiers had a majestic aura like "Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals".

Although it was disrespectful, he felt a more terrifying aura from the two golden-armored generals and Guimenguan than his own protector.

Just when the Rakshasa King was about to collapse, the halo of relics behind his back suddenly emitted a neutral and peaceful Buddha light, covering the entire body of the Rakshasa King, completely blocking the heavy divine power.

Unless the other party comes completely regardless of the situation, the whole world will collapse because of this, and even Shen Tu and Yu Lei, who are the Eastern Ghost Emperors, will not be able to bear the backlash of the cause and effect.

Mu Yi looked at the only Rakshasa King who was still standing, and already understood what Shen Tu meant.

——Six Paths of Reincarnation·The Way of Heaven and Humanity
The divinity entrusted in the realm of heaven and humanity suddenly exploded.

"Pfft~"

But after receiving the revelation from the Yasha God, he stopped trembling. After all, this world has a capacity limit.

Lin Xuan and Dong Daofu soldiers, who were in the Netherworld Mountains, subconsciously raised their heads. Through the obstruction of the Netherworld Mountains, they saw the dark clouds in the sky, and the thick clouds showed a whirlpool shape.

"You'll find out if you keep reading..." Yu Lei said, suddenly turning his gaze to the Netherworld Mountains.

"Why are there humans here?"

"Mu Xiaozi must have done it too! With the help of the power called Zongwang!" Shen Tu was not surprised. He dealt with Zongwang players not once or twice, and he also had some understanding of Zongwang.

"Humph!" Suddenly, Shen Tu looked through the void to the other end and snorted coldly.

"Little Yaksha, if you dare to stretch your claws, get out of here!"

The void suddenly vibrated, and the figure of the Yasha god that was about to arrive through the pagoda was shattered in the vibrating void.

Within the barrier, the Rakshasa King who had cut off his connection with the Yaksha God was struck by lightning. The Rakshasa King, who could still resist the collective will, was suppressed by the majestic momentum of three thousand Yin soldiers in an instant.

If the two sides were evenly matched just now, then the next situation would be a complete defeat.

In just an instant, King Rakshasa felt the surging power descending from the sky, as if layers of iron ropes were wrapped around his body, tightly entangling him.

Without giving the Rakshasa King any time to adapt, Mu Yi waved his sword, and three thousand Yin soldiers rushed towards the Rakshasa King like a tide to surround him.

The Rakshasa King took out his weapon with a ferocious look on his face, a magical trident that looked extraordinary.

Even though the Rakshasa King stands at the top of level 20, he has not yet entered the realm of legend. He is in the process of transforming from extraordinary to legendary. Under normal circumstances, this process will change quite quickly.

But there are always people who would rather be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix.

King Rakshasa chose to stay in this world. After all, after coming into contact with Buddhism, he deeply understood that legend is just a slightly larger ant.

Even the Yaksha god he worshiped was only an insignificant protector god in Lingshan, and even his name could not be spread.

But there is a gap between the legendary and the extraordinary, which is a complete transformation of the form of life. Before the transformation, even an existence standing at the pinnacle of the extraordinary cannot break the shackles left by the mortal world.

"The verdict is pronounced in the name of reincarnation! You are guilty! You deserve to be punished by fire!"

——Six Paths of Reincarnation and Hell
Mu Yi's sword pointed at the earth, and the burning fire from hell spurted out, completely igniting the Rakshasa King the moment before he took a step forward.

The path of heaven and humanity, the path of Shura, and the path of hell. The moment he claimed the divine position and touched the true meaning of reincarnation, Mu Yi was able to coordinate the abilities of the six paths with each other. The six paths that could only be used separately can now be used in a superimposed state.

"break!"

The moment the Rakshasa King was ignited by the burning fire, Mu Yi slowly raised the sword in his hand, and then slashed it down hard at the Rakshasa King.

The sound of glass shattering spread from the place where the blade struck. The Rakshasa King suddenly stopped in place, unable to move. The Buddhist beads hanging on the Rakshasa King's neck made a weird sound, which became louder and louder until it finally shattered. explode.

An attack by Mu Yi that mobilized the will of the entire army was completely offset by the burst of power from the beads.

A burst of Buddha's light covered the Rakshasa King's body, blocking all the burning fire from outside.

Then King Rakshasa moved.

At a speed that even Mu Yi could not catch, the Rakshasa King rushed into the military formation composed of three thousand Yin soldiers.

The red-haired zombie was the first to meet the Rakshasa King.

A ferocious smile appeared on King Rakshasa's face, and he swung the trident in his hand at an extremely fast speed, accurately hitting the red-haired zombie on the neck.

With a "bang", the red-haired zombie's head was blown away by the trident. The King Kong's body instantly lost all power and collapsed to the ground.

In just one encounter, Mu Yi's most capable red-haired zombie was defeated by the Rakshasa King.

One cavalry is worth a thousand, and no one can defeat the enemy.

The Rakshasa King activated the unparalleled grass-cutting mode among the three thousand Yin soldiers.

"Oh!"

The trident hit the chest of a Yin soldier, and the heavy force exploded in an instant. The Yin soldier's body exploded like a ignited powder keg.

"Throw a spear!"

Dozens of spears made of condensed Netherworld energy were shattered in the air by the dancing trident of the Rakshasa King before they could fall.

Almost all the Yin soldiers were unable to stop the Rakshasa King for even a second, and even the strongest ghost generals were knocked away by the Rakshasa King.

Mu Yi's expression did not change at all. He loved his soldiers like his own son and used them like clay. These are the basic qualities that a general should possess.

He mercilessly sacrificed the Yin soldiers that were defeated by the Rakshasa King, and then added their power to the remaining Yin soldiers.

He was betting that the Rakshasa King would not be able to sustain a sustained outbreak, and that the Rakshasa King would be weak.

"die!"

The figure of the Rakshasa King who was killing the Yin soldiers suddenly disappeared, and Mu Yi's heart rang with alarm bells. He was very familiar with this figure, it was the divine foot power.

——Confusion of Time·Magic Foot Power·Tenx Speed

The moment Mu Yi's figure disappeared, the Rakshasa King's trident fell on the phantom.

——Military strategist’s magical power·Concealing the truth and crossing the sea

Mu Yi, who had infiltrated into the Yin soldiers, directly relied on the will of the entire army to give all the Yin soldiers his own image, and did not give King Rakshasa a second chance to get close to him.

The more anxious the Rakshasa King is, the more right he is.

After nearly seven hundred Yin soldiers were killed, the Rakshasa King's speed began to slow down, and his dancing trident was no longer unable to splash water.

The arrows condensed by the ghostly energy also began to fall on the Rakshasa King one after another.

The Rakshasa King, who was originally majestic and unparalleled in mowing grass, began to become embarrassed little by little.

"break!"

Mu Yi seized the opportunity and gathered his legion's will to strike with a sword. King Rakshasa turned around and waved his trident to block the blow.

"Boom!"

Like two meteorites colliding with each other, the trident and the sword light condensed with will exploded the moment they touched, and the brutal power impact even caused a roar that resounded through the barrier.

The Rakshasa King took three steps back, and a knife mark appeared on his chest.

Before the Rakshasa King broke out, Mu Yi once again blended into the Yin soldiers, waiting for the next opportunity to take action.

Not only was he waiting for the Rakshasa King to reveal his flaws, but he was also waiting for his own injuries to recover.

In this violent fight, the bones in Mu Yi's arms seemed to be shattered, the jaws of his hands had burst open, blood dripped down the handle of the knife and fell to the ground, and his internal organs were boiling.

The difference in physical fitness between the two sides is really too big. Even in a fierce fight, Mu Yi's own body is the first to be injured.

However, the constant recovery power of the innate spirit was exerting its power. Mu Yi's injuries were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. All he had to do was continue to drag on.

"cough~"

The Rakshasa King, who forcibly exploded in strength, coughed up a mouthful of blood from his throat. He didn't bother to wipe it away, and kept looking for Mu Yi among the thousands of Yin soldiers.

The injuries on his body could no longer be suppressed and he couldn't afford to hold off anymore.

The burning fire was eroding his body, and the omnipresent will was suppressing his recovery. He was like a leaky sailboat, being dragged into the deep sea little by little.

He wanted to fight to the death, but he was unable to locate Mu Yi's true form. He could only wave the trident in his hand in vain, trying to erase all the evil soldiers who had turned into Mu Yi.

But his strength continued to slip away little by little.

"clang!"

When the trident was blocked for the first time, his power had declined to the point where he could not crush the ghost general with one move.

Just when the Rakshasa King wanted to explode his power and kill Cao Ming in front of him, he suddenly felt something bad. In the next moment, several Soul Hooks were thrown towards him from all directions.

The moment the soul-locking shackles bound him, a pair of soul-locking shackles was placed on his head.

When he was struggling to break free from all the restraints, Mu Yi's figure appeared in front of King Rakshasa.

The array knife carried a huge force and struck his face heavily.

The attack that gathered the will of the entire army stunned the Rakshasa King for a moment.

When he woke up, Mu Yi's hand was completely on his face.

The divine power of the Heavenly Path, the Shura Path, and the Hell Path were completely concentrated in Mu Yi's hands, and then suppressed the Rakshasa King.

A low voice sounded in his ears, clear and steady, but full of majesty without resistance or questioning.

"Hungry Ghost Road, suppress it!"

In an instant, King Rakshasa's body suddenly fell, falling directly to the deepest point of the six paths built by Mu Yi.

Unwilling to be sealed, King Rakshasa struggled crazily, trying to break out of the barrier.

The next moment, countless chains extended from the ghost gate, dragging the still struggling Rakshasa King completely into the realm of hungry ghosts.

"No, that's impossible!"

"God, save me, save me!!!"

Suppressed by the gate of hell, the Rakshasa king could only roar to vent his anger, and then his strength was drained bit by bit, becoming part of the prototype of the hungry ghost path.

This process may take a long time, but for Mu Yi, this is considered the end.

(End of this chapter)