The strongest comprehension dude

Chapter 475

Ten minutes passed, and when YangMeng retracted the palm covering the gray-robed old man's celestial spirit cover, the old man's miserable howls also stopped abruptly at the same time.

Through soul searching, YangMeng knew that this gray-robed old man was named Xiang Yu, this name was very strange, that was because Xiang Yu was from the ancient Dayu period.

Back then, Dayu mobilized people from many villages to control the floods. Xiang Zuo was one of them, but unfortunately, he was drowned by the water of the Yellow River due to a sudden high tide in the early stages of flood control.

Later, when he woke up again, he found that he had already possessed the body of a young man, and the world he lived in was completely out of touch with the secular world, because he learned from others that this place is called the ghost world, It is a world that coexists with the cultivation world and the demon world.

It's just that compared to the prosperous cultivation world and the demon world, the environment in the ghost world is worse and resources are more scarce.

It was also for this reason that the boy possessed by Xiang Beak committed suicide because he couldn't bear the cruelty of the ghost world, and it happened to take advantage of Xiang Beak, who had just died.

From then on, Xiang Zuo struggled to survive in the ghost world. Gradually, he came into contact with the cultivation sects and cultivation techniques. With his own aptitude, he practiced for thousands of years and became a ghost cultivator in the ghost infant stage, that is, the empty and dark stage. .

It was only later that there was a great turmoil in the ghost world, and his realm was knocked down to the early golden core stage. He managed to escape from the ghost world with great difficulty and returned to the original secular world, only to find that the old world still no longer exists.

Human beings in the secular world today are far less powerful than the ancestors of Dayu's era, so after Xiang Yu discovered this, he set up the idea of ​​​​dominating the world, and supported a puppet named Zhang Jiao.

Zhang Jiao, that is the fierce man who shouted the slogan "The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is Jiazi, the world will be auspicious", and according to the unofficial history records, the Golden Army led by Zhang Jiao at that time also knew the art of Qi and Huang , the way of ghosts and gods.

If there is a beak behind it, this way of ghosts and gods is not surprising.

It's just that the plan to compete for the world with the beak soon went bankrupt, because at this time, Penglai Island and Longhu Mountain emerged from some corner and cut off Zhang Jiao's aura to become emperor with great magic power. Xiang Zuo, who had recovered to the initial stage of Nascent Soul, unfortunately fell back to the early stage of Golden Core.

And more importantly, since then, Xiang Yu's cultivation has become even more penniless, and he can only reach an agreement with Penglai Island and Longhu Mountain, and live in seclusion with his disciples and grandchildren, as well as those Yellow Turban soldiers who have not yet died. Beimang Mountain, and built a large-scale underground palace, which is called the Ghost King Palace.

And the majesty they were talking about, the King of Ghosts... was naturally Zhang Jiao, the puppet that Xiang Yu raised up back then, the leader of the Yellow Turban Army.

Zhang Jiao's talent is extremely high. Although the plan of the Yellow Turban Army to seize the world failed, there is still a dragon's aura of becoming an emperor penetrated into Zhang Jiao's soul.

After ten years of intensive cultivation in Beiman Mountain, Zhang Jiao resolutely committed suicide, just to become an immortal cultivator of ghosts.

Another 500 years have passed. Zhang Jiao, who committed suicide and cultivated the way of ghosts, relied on the dragon energy of the year to become a master at the peak of Yuanying's early stage, and completely got rid of Xiang Zuo's control. The puppet has become a famous master in the small cultivation circle of Shui Lanxing, who ranks among the top few.

This time, it was Zhang Jiao who gave the order to collect the ghosts of the dead, in order to rely on these ghosts to achieve the mid-stage cultivation of the Nascent Soul.

Originally, this plan was almost at the stage of closing the net. Xiang Zuo had already collected 17 ghosts. As long as he collected another 3 ghosts, Zhang Jiao's breakthrough would be sure.

Unfortunately, meeting YangMeng made the plan go bankrupt.

……

YangMeng, who carefully read Xiang Zuo's memory, opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Xiang Zuo with a respectful expression like a servant.

Seeing YangMeng looking at him, Xiang Zui hurriedly bowed and said, "Master!"

"En!" YangMeng nodded, and said, "Let me ask you, how much power can you mobilize in your Ghost King Hall now?"

Xiang Yu frowned and thought about it carefully, and said: "Master, with the prestige accumulated by the subordinates before, if you raise your arms now, at least [-]% of the people will be able to obey the orders of the subordinates. If the strength of the subordinates is higher than If Zhang Jiao, then he can be killed directly and control the entire Ghost King Hall."

YangMeng frowned, and said: "Your Ghost King Hall is known as one hundred thousand undead, and at least [-]% of the ghost soldiers used to be soldiers of Zhang Jiao's Yellow Turban Army. Are you so sure that they can respect you as the Ghost King?"

Xiang Yu said without hesitation: "Master, although Zhang Jiao has successfully escaped my control, the soul imprints in the minds of the ghost soldiers and generals below are mostly controlled by the subordinates. As long as the subordinates are willing, they can let them At least [-]% of the generals were wiped out in an instant. Zhang Jiao didn't kill his subordinates precisely because he was concerned about this!"

"That's it!" YangMeng rubbed his chin and said, "Xiang Zuo, I miscalculated earlier, since your cultivation level has reached the Kong Ming stage, then my secret method here can restore you to the Nascent Soul In the later stage, but this method is extremely painful, you have to think about it before choosing!"

Hanging his head to the beak, he thought for a while, then gritted his teeth suddenly, and said, "Master, this subordinate has been knocked down to the realm twice. Instead of living in the shadows like this forever, it's better to just fight for it, and win if you fight big." It’s okay, the fight is small, the big deal is to start from scratch!”

"Okay, as you wish!" YangMeng nodded, his eyes lit up suddenly, and his hands changed incomparably quickly. A few minutes later, the throwing knife 'Qinghong' shot into the sky like an arrow leaving the string. Arrived at a height of twenty feet away.

Afterwards, the complicated and mysterious formulas flew towards the flying knife 'Qinghong' hovering in midair like a baby swallow returning to its nest.

"Buzz!"

As YangMeng's technique came to an end, an incomparably bright light swayed from the 'Qinghong', and at the same time, an extremely sharp humming sound rippling back and forth in the void.

After activating this spiritual weapon that grew up with him, YangMeng's eyes changed, and he took out small flags from the storage ring. The small flags were taken from the secret land behind the cold sword sect. Well, YangMeng thought these things were good at the beginning, so he simply kept them in the storage space.

Later, he removed the energy attributes of these small flags, and refined them all into high-grade treasures. Such non-attribute treasures can just be used for formations.

Under YangMeng's urging, these small flags flew to the side of 'Qing Hong', and at the same time they spun rapidly, and slowly, a gossip-shaped array completely outlined by the power of the stars stood out. The center of the flag floats up and down.

"Thunderbolt and electric chisel, change the world! Now I want to borrow the decree of Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun to change the world!"

YangMeng's face flushed slightly, which was the result of excessive force.

He suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, and spewed out a little bright red blood. The blood seemed to have buoyancy, and it fell straight onto the gossip disc that was born by the little flag.

After a while, the gossip CD escaped from the range of the small flag and rose above the sky, covering a ten-mile radius of the sky.

Under the cover of the gossip-shaped disc, the sky and the earth suddenly began to change color. The huge square that was originally filled with lifelessness, but which could faintly pass through the sunlight, turned dark in an instant. On the sky, patches of dark clouds gradually evolved. Very deep.

"Zixiao Shenlei, go!"

YangMeng yelled again, and the eight trigrams proverb thunder talisman lurking in the Purple Mansion split off in an instant, and got into the dark clouds above the sky.

"boom!"

"Crack!"

Above the sky, thunder exploded out of thin air, purple thunderbolts as thin as a hair, slashing down from top to bottom, amidst the earth-shattering roar, all those thunderbolts hit Xiang Zuo's body.

"drink!"

Seeing the thunderbolts striking down, Xiang Zuo's expression remained unchanged, and even subconsciously circulated the true energy in his body, forming a black protective shield outside his body, trying to block the thunderbolts. outside the body.

But this kind of thunder and lightning is different from the ordinary thunder and lightning in the outside world, or the heavenly tribulation when a cultivator crosses the catastrophe. Don't look at these lightnings that look very thin, but they are the thunder of the Purple Night God. It doesn't matter whether it is in ancient times or modern times. Only Dao Patriarch Hongjun and Thunder Patriarch Wu Qiangliang can control it.

Of course, now there is another YangMeng.

"Boom~~~"

It was too late to say it, and then it was fast, the thunder and lightning soon fell on the ghost air shield arranged by the beak outside the body.

The thunder and lightning were originally formed by the condensation of the righteous energy of the heaven and the earth, and they have a natural restraint on ghost energy, so almost when the lightning and lightning touched the extremely dark protective cover, the cover quietly shattered.

Afterwards, a burst of energy full of righteousness from heaven and earth entered into Xiang Zuo's body.

"Crackling~"

A series of bone cracking sounds came from Xiang Beak's body. Xiang Beak's originally skinny and somewhat terrifying body swelled rapidly under the invasion of this force, and at the same time, his body was constantly rising.

This force raged crazily in Xiang Zuo's body, widening and even bursting his somewhat solidified meridians.

And often at this time, there will be a burst of purple energy overflowing from his meridians, starting to repair those damaged meridians, and his right arm, which was cut off by YangMeng before, has also developed at a speed visible to the naked eye. come out.

Flesh and flesh are scrambling to grow, and the joints of white bones are crowded outward like pulling out seedlings.

"what!"

Xiang Zuo began to howl in pain, because he felt that his current body was like a dynamite bag, which seemed to explode at the touch of a touch, and the pain of being bitten by all kinds of snakes and ants was unbearable even for his nearly recovered soul. .

(End of this chapter)