Demon Resurrection: Start as a Headless Horseman

Spiritual space.

The Azure Dragon is entrenched in the sky, and the vast expanse is as big as the sky.

Yi Tian was using powerful spiritual power to invade the spiritual scene here, wanting to collapse and disintegrate it.

Above the firmament, among the thunderclouds, there seemed to be something formless and massless, as vast as Wang Yang, and as heavy as a mountain.

Directly pressed, the wind swallowed, and the rainstorm closed its breath.

The surging ghosts stopped surging, the howling ghosts were also silenced, and even the cold ice under Ye Zhiqiu’s feet was collapsing inch by inch.

“Whoops…”

There was a sound in the air, and when Ye Zhiqiu looked up, he saw that extremely light and fine lightning began to rise around him.

“This is…”

Ye Zhiqiu muttered, carrying the bamboo raft and running.

Yi Tian’s spiritual power was fully eroded in, and the lightning and red flame born in his divine soul took over this scene, and soon this place would turn into a world of thunder and fire.

Suddenly

The “red-hot iron pestle” in the firmament is pounded.

“Boom!”

A thunderous explosion sounded.

It’s like beating a heavy hammer on the eardrum.

Followed by.

Brilliant divine light filled the eyes, the eyes were full of blazing light, the ears were full of roar, and the nose was filled with scorched smell.

I don’t know how long it took.

Ye Zhiqiu slowed down, only to be surprised to find that he actually fell into the river.

The blood-red river swelled, and he rose and fell in it.

Ye Zhiqiu was stunned at first, and complained, “Zheng, this map cannon of yours does not distinguish between you and me!” ”

Then he suddenly seemed to remember something.

Plunged headlong into the depths of the river of blood.

After a while.

A black shadow with a knife in his mouth surfaced on the surface of the river, grabbed at the edge of the ancient altar of the Yellow River, and with a strong support in his hand, he climbed up sharply, and he also carried a woman dressed in red.

Ye Zhiqiu turned over and placed the woman in red next to the altar, panting and turning to look at the heavenly dome.

I feel a lot of emotions in my heart…

It is really difficult for the three souls to be incomplete, and the spiritual power of 170 battles is like open water, and it is completely irrepressible.

“The next time you act, you must get the Dao robe from the old god stick…”

Thinking of this, Ye Zhiqiu paused, his mood was a little low, the life and death of the old god stick was unknown, and he didn’t know if he could use a hanger and robe to go out in the future…

He looked at the woman in red beside him.

But he found that the woman in red was also looking at him, not avoiding suspicion at all, and staring so directly.

Four eyes opposite.

Ye Zhiqiu was stunned.

When he entered the water earlier, the bamboo raft had dissipated, and even the twenty virgin boys and girls had disappeared, turning into spiritual power and overflowing.

Only the woman in red was still struggling in the river, and the white cloth that had been wrapped around her body had also been scattered, leaving only a red lining.

Strange to say, although the river water is blood-red, once it comes out of the water, the blood becomes transparent and does not turn a person into a blood person.

So this woman is also white, not bloody and ugly.

The woman stared at Ye Zhiqiu with a pair of big eyes that hooked her soul.

Ye Zhiqiu’s heart was cold, grabbed the ghost head knife and waited for it, at this moment he still didn’t understand what was going on.

The fierce ghost bride disappeared, the virgin boy and girl disappeared, the sea of people by the river disappeared…

In the entire spiritual scene, except for him and the headless brother who stirred up the wind and rain in the sky, there was only the woman in red in front of him.

The identity of the woman in red naturally came out.

“Interesting?!”

Ye Zhiqiu asked.

The woman in red opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a heaven-shaking roar.

“Boom…”

The roar came from the depths of the river of blood.

Suddenly.

The river of blood tumbled, like boiling water, it seemed to be bubbling, and a rotten stench rose with it.

At this moment, whether it was Yi Tian and Ye Zhiqiu, or the woman in red, they suddenly heard an extremely huge heartbeat.

It was an indescribable tremor, the feeling of the Buddha clutching your throat.

In the depths of the bloody water, countless bubbles surged up wildly, and the river water rolled upside down, and an extremely terrifying whirlpool appeared.

Of course, there is nothing terrible about the whirlpool, and the terrifying sight is much more than that.

Only from the vortex began to rotate, revealing a dark and deep black hole,

Around the cave, blood waves rose sixty or seventy meters, scattered in all directions, turned into tsunami-like giant waves, and swept the entire spiritual space.

Looking at the woman in red, clutching the ghost head knife, face…

He thinks that all this is the ghost of the person in front of him.

Now that he has sent people back to the ancient altar, and his thoughts are clear, then it is time to liquidate.

But he didn’t want the woman in red to just shake her head, pointed to the river, and said “The dragon king is coming.”

Ye Zhiqiu stared at her, glancing at the surface of the river with his afterlight, and did not have time to make any moves.

Seeing the woman in red wave her hand, the ancient altar of the Yellow River cracked inch by inch, dented, turned into an abyss giant mouth, and swallowed Ye Zhiqiu in one mouth.

In an instant, the sky was spinning, and Ye Zhiqiu only felt that the light and shadow seemed to be real, and everything around him was distorted.

The sound of drums, the noise, the chirping, the hysterical cursing of the sacrificial woman… It’s all moving away at a rapid pace.

It was like a fire had burned, everything was scattered into ashes and dust, and darkness hit like a tide…

Ye Zhiqiu’s heart was shocked, he seemed to see that at the end of the distant heaven and earth, a figure was looking at her, showing a shallow smile at him…

Immediately.

The voice floated and fell into the ears.

“This is also developing too fast!”

“What’s going on…”

……

Just when Ye Zhiqiu was confused, a green light lit up in front of him, and an extremely cold coldness permeated his body.

He suddenly became excited, instantly sobered up, opened his eyes, and was suddenly shocked.

Originally……

He is wearing a groom’s robe, and the bride in the groom’s robe, facing each other… The two touched together…

That extremely cold coldness came from the mouth of the bride of the underworld.

And the source of that cluster of green light was actually in the bride’s throat.

Ye Zhiqiu wanted to pull away, but found that his body was stiff, and a chill was wandering around.

He couldn’t move.

The green light in the bride’s throat became brighter and brighter, and her skin became more and more transparent.

Ye Zhiqiu could clearly see that the source of the light was a dark green bead, which rolled in the bride’s throat and slowly flowed out.

The dark green light flowed out, reflecting the surrounding panic, and the atmosphere was suddenly strange to the extreme.

This moment.

No one spoke,

Whether it was Xiao Xiao, Zhihua, or the old Taoist priest, they all kept silent, staring at this scene deadly, for fear of missing every detail.

In Ye Zhiqiu’s terrified gaze, the dark green beads rolled out little by little, entered his mouth, and slipped into his throat…

Then the green beads scattered, completely integrated into his limbs, filling his lost soul.

“Poof!”

The big red robe fell.

Like a dream, the bride suddenly dissipated, leaving a trace of fresh air scattered all over the room.

Ye Zhiqiu regained control of his body and stood up.

His body was full of gloomy cold, and the rolling yin qi intertwined with the blazing yang qi erupted from his body.

The green beads that come out of the mouth of the bride are too heavy.

Ye Zhiqiu felt like drinking a bucket of ice water in winter, and the cold penetrated into his bones, so cold that he was so cold that even a layer of frost formed on his body.

The dark and unknown cold aura that the green beads turned into traveled erratically in his body, hovering and winding like tarsal maggots.

First filled in his missing “courage”

Then he rushed upwards until the heavenly spirit cover, intertwined and fused with his “soul”,

Man has three souls, and the two souls of heaven and earth are always outside, and only the soul of life lives in his body.

Ye Zhiqiu’s soul was gone.

And zombies have no soul, only a trace of true spirit.

Although the Yellow River Niangniang has not yet had time to get up, it has reached the final stage, and it is actually not much different from zombies.

Through a small marriage ceremony.

Borrow corpses to fill souls…

The true spirit of the Yellow River Niangniang merged into Ye Zhiqiu’s divine soul and became Ye Zhiqiu’s wandering earth soul.

The most intuitive result is…

Xiao Xiao and Zhihua looked at Ye Zhiqiu’s back dumbfounded, almost dropping their jaws in shock, unable to speak for a long time.

The old Taoist priest, on the other hand, was dumbfounded.

He couldn’t see anything he shouldn’t see, and he didn’t know what was happening.

Ye Zhiqiu, who came back to his senses, did not pay attention to his changes and the surrounding scenes.

He touched his lips and looked at the breath of the female corpse after it overflowed, thoughtfully.

At a startling glance just now, he saw the appearance of the bride in the underworld, which was exactly the same as the last woman in red in the spirit scene.

“What’s going on all this?”

Ye Zhiqiu turned his head to look at Yi Tian.

In his opinion, Yi Tian entered the spiritual scene to save himself, and he must have understood the beginning and end of the matter.

However……

When he turned his head, he saw four “people” standing on the side

“All in?”

He felt a sigh in his heart, and immediately wanted to ask a question, but Yu Guang glanced at the dresser in the room.

“Hmm…”

Ye Zhiqiu felt that he was a little strange in the mirror, fixed his eyes, and suddenly his scalp was numb and his face changed.

A bride dressed in red… Just that Shi Shiran lying on his back…

“This… This is…”

Ye Zhiqiu was incoherent, and he actually got a bride on his back.

The bride is dressed in an ancient red wedding dress, embroidered with phoenix flowers, and a hundred children and blessings, showing all luxury.

Although he was covered with a red hood and could not see his facial features clearly, judging from his posture and attire, it was clearly the bride who had just overflowed into smoke.

The second monk Ye Zhiqiu was puzzled and turned his head to look behind him.

Nothing.

Empty.

He turned his head to look back in the mirror.

In the mirror, the beautiful bride lay motionless on his back.

The big red dress fell to the ground, and the gold silk embellished phoenix was like a flower blooming like fire, a static picture scroll.

The bride put her hands on Ye Zhiqiu’s shoulders, her body crouched on his back, her head leaned forward slightly, resting on his shoulders, and the red hood on her head was close to his face.

Coupled with Ye Zhiqiu’s ancient groom dress, this picture is good… Like a very intimate (harmonious) couple, the kind that is taking wedding photos in the tradition.

“What’s going on…”

Ye Zhiqiu kept meditating on spiritual martial arts, wanting to see through the authenticity.

After a long time, he was convinced… This is not an illusion, nor is it a ghost hitting the wall, he is indeed carrying a bride behind his back.

A ghost bride that can only be seen in the mirror.

Then, he noticed a change in himself, that feeling of weakness, a sense of emptiness… Many facets disappear.

The endless flow of yang qi in his body stopped, as if he had closed the floodgate.

That feeling of fullness returned.

Ye Zhiqiu felt that he had not only recovered all the power that had passed, but also went further with a hundred-foot railing, and his strength was far better than before.

He was about to feel it…

Suddenly.

A voice came.

“Yi Tian, what’s wrong with you?!”

The little one was shocked, and he didn’t even call it a headless young man.

Just now, she shook Yi Tian and asked him to take a good look at Ye Zhiqiu’s daughter-in-law.

But he didn’t want Yi Tian to look sluggish, his eyes flashing red, as if he was caught in the battle between gods and men. _

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