Underworld Ghost Soldiers, Sign In The Book Of Life And Death At The Beginning

Chapter 8 The Ancient Fierce Beast Born

In the past ten years, Lin Baixuan’s Cultivation Base has made rapid progress and ranked among Ruyi Scepter’s real fairyland by virtue of such super-quality mental methods as “Shangqing Dadong Zhenjing”.

Although the world where Heavenly Dao collapsed, there are no three plagues and nine disasters, but with the magic of Qiankun Ding and “Withered Wood”, Lin Baixuan smoothly faded his soul body and refined it into Xiantian Dao body.

With the help of countless elixir and elixir, “Nine Cycles Mystery” also successfully improved to the second turn.

In the old days, Qingyuan Miaodao Jiro, True Monarch, Yang Jian, crossed the world with extraordinary combat power.

With his natural resources, he has cultivated for thousands of years, but he only relied on the incomplete version of “Nine Cycles Mystery”, “The Eighty-Nine Mysteries”, which is enough to dominate.

From this it can be seen that the Realm with the second round of the golden body is far more wonderful than imagined!

More importantly, no matter where Lin Baixuan’s Realm Cultivation Base is, it is full of brilliance. In the eyes of outsiders, it is just a small yin soldier dragging an icy corpse.

At this time, Granny Meng suddenly came up with such a sentence, which surprised Lin Baixuan.

He cautiously rubbed against the bridge, bowed and said: “Houtu Niangniang, what are you talking about?”

Granny Meng smiled slightly and whispered: “The old man is not a hindu, brother don’t mistake it!”

Granny Meng… Isn’t it Hou Tu?

Lin Baixuan suddenly felt relieved and his expression calmed down a lot.

He cupped hands and said: “I misidentified it! Dare to ask Grandma Meng, what you said just now in the ‘this world’… why is it messing up?”

Granny Meng chuckled and said: “How can Bridge of Helplessness go on the road, right and wrong do not cross the River of Forgetfulness. Now on the River of Forgetfulness, the golden bridge is no longer alive, and there are countless right and wrongs in vain. Six ways of restlessness, how can you not be chaotic?”

Lin Baixuan was shocked, this unfathomable Granny Meng actually knew?

Just listen to Granny Meng smiling and saying: “Little brother, don’t panic. When the empress is transformed into the Six Paths, she will carry Magical Item with her as a golden bridge. The old body also gathers spirits, so it is a little involved…”

Lin Baixuan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.

It’s not that Granny Meng “sees through” the own sign-in system, but that she was originally an instrumental form of Bridge of Helplessness.

The Golden Bridge was acquired by himself. Granny Meng, who was once an instrumental spirit, naturally felt it.

He hesitated for a while, bit the bullet and asked: “If I come back…”

“You don’t have to!” Granny Meng waved his hand again and again and smiled, “Since Jinqiao was born, it’s time to have a relationship with you. Let’s go and rest! See you!”

Seeing Lin Baixuan hesitating, Granny Meng chuckled again: “It’s just that the troublesome brother sees the line of Karma, so I can take care of my family’s line, and the benefits are endless!”

First-line Karma?

Is it Nine Cycles Xuan Gong? How about Jinqiao? Or…

I think of the Cultivation Technique and treasures that I have signed in the past few years, such as “Fire Nerve” and “Xuan Ming Zhen Jue”-even if you don’t remember the details in the myths and legends, the two great ancestral witches, Zhu Rong, the god of fire, and Xuan Ming, the god of sea, are really famous It’s like a thunderous ear.

As for the two Xiantian wonders of Jumang Shenmu and Xiyang, even if you have a little knowledge, you should know that these two things come from the Zuwu Jumang and Zuwu Houtu respectively.

Unknowingly, did he have so much Karma involvement with the Witch Clan?

Lin Baixuan smiled wryly. Just about to speak, he saw Granny Meng take a step back, hunched over, and turned into that cold-faced soup-keeper, holding a wooden spoon, spoonful of River of in the cauldron. Forgetfulness water was scooped out and fed to the dead souls who crossed the bridge.

He settled, took a deep breath, turned and walked down the bridge, and flew straight to the ghost gate.

What Granny Meng said at this time must be very meaningful.

Maybe you are reminding yourself something?

“One drop of life, two money old, three points bitterness, four cups of regret, five inches of lovesickness, six cups of illness, seven feet farewell, eight tastes of sadness. Eight tears are the guide, suffering for a lifetime, forgetting the past life…”

There was a faint groan of Granny Meng behind him, the voice was old and ethereal, and there was no charm contained in it.

…

At this time, under the Yin Mountain and before the gate of the ghost, it was already a scene like purgatory.

The thunder was rolling, and the earth continued to churn like magma.

There are countless strange sounds of monsters coming from underground, it seems that thousands of undead roar in unison, and it seems that some kind of weird creature is about to move.

With a loud noise, a peak of Yinshan Mountain suddenly burst, hot and red magma soared into the sky, and a huge black shadow broke out of the ground, crashing to the ground with the power of overwhelming mountains and seas.

Just listen to the beasts roaring like thunder, crashing madly in the wasteland, wherever they pass, countless ghosts and ghosts are trampled to pieces, and from time to time, a cloud of black air rises and floats in the air.

Poor those dead souls suffered from the unsuspecting disaster, and they didn’t even have the chance to reincarnate. The souls fell apart and completely disappeared.

“Dare you wicked animal!”

Three gods slowly emerged in midair.

One of them raised his hands together and threw a small cover.

Since the underworld discovered that Yinshan’s seal was loose, heavy patrols have been sent before Guimenguan. Seventy-five Sifu Jun took turns on duty, as long as there was an abnormal situation, he would immediately be dispatched.

Today is the guardian of the three mansions, the Division of Ghosts and Gods, Division of Wounded Death, and Division of Birds. Seeing the fierce beast was born, he immediately appeared to intercept it.

I saw the small hood shook in the wind and turned into a net of heaven and earth in a radius of hundreds of meters.

Only then did all the Yin Soldiers see the appearance of the giant beast. It was completely dark and looked like a wolf, but it had the size of a small mountain. The fangs that are several feet long are turned outwards, like a sword halberd, and there is a faint phosphorous fire in the green pupils, which makes people shudder.

Even though the body was trapped, the hideous bloodbath still groaned in condolences, dripping with yellow-green flames.

This fierce beast was trapped by the net of heaven and earth as soon as it was born, but it became more and more violent, struggling constantly under the net, the net of heaven and earth was crumbling, it seemed that The next moment would collapse invisible.

“What the hell is this?”

With a loud roar, the fierce beast suddenly exerted its strength, and it overturned the net of the sky and the earth in one fell swoop, stretched out its claws and grabbed it suddenly, just listening to the sneer, the net of the fierce beast could no longer contain the fierce beast that day, and it suddenly broke every inch.

The two mansions of the Wrathful Division and the Guishen Division originally held the Magical Item firmly in both hands, but the fierce beast grabbed one end of the net of heaven and earth, dragged it along with the human belt cover, and slammed it into the big mouth of the blood basin indiscriminately. After chewing a few times, he swallowed the two palace princes together.

Seeing the two colleagues killed in battle, the Fowl Sifu Jun was so angry that his eyes were cracked. With a wild roar, his body suddenly swelled and turned into a giant eagle that covered the sky and covered the sun, with its wings spread out, measuring dozens of feet. Long and short, with sharp claws like hooks, they slammed at the fierce beast viciously.

The beasts were naturally restrained by the giant eagles. At this time, the two giant beasts scrambled together, and they roared like thunder, tumbling and rolling between the mountain roads. I don’t know how many hills were knocked over and how many rocks were crushed. The fight was fierce and thrilling.