Master comes down the mountain, I don’t know martial arts, but I am an immortal

Luo Shihao was shocked when he heard the word "Mingpu".

How come there is another person who knows about Hades Servant?

"Who? Who are you?"

"I am the person that Ming Pu asked you to wait for."

Luo Shihao saw the man walking out of the crowd. There was not a trace of magical power in his body, and he seemed to be just an ordinary person. However, he was as graceful as the wind and as light as clouds and smoke, and there was a feeling that the heaven and earth were eclipsed by him.

"You...are you really the Holy Lord?"

"Luo Shihao, don't listen to him, he is not the one you are waiting for!"

A voice came from the void and penetrated into Luo Shihao's ears like a cold wind.

Luo Shihao was shocked and came to his senses. He realized that the man in front of him, no matter whether he was the person Mingpu wanted him to wait for or not, would never walk the same path with him.

Different road non-phase plan.

But for Luo Shihao, who experienced the turbulent times of ancient times, survived the war between demons and gods as a ghost cultivator, and established the Fengdu Ghost City, they are either fellow travelers or natural enemies.

Therefore, he decided to quickly absorb Ye Zhongyouguang's soul before the other party made a move, and restore his strength. Even if he couldn't win, at least he could escape. As long as he returned to Fengdu, even if Zhenwu descended, he might not be able to do anything to him.

But the person was right in front of him, and he couldn't tell the strength of the person. He hadn't absorbed Ye Zhongyouguang's soul power yet, so he didn't dare to say anything definite, so he said:

"If you can prove that you are the Holy Lord, I will go with you."

"Luo Shihao, don't listen to him, quickly absorb the soul power, I will stop him for you!"

The ghost in the underworld seemed to be very afraid that Luo Shihao would go back on his word.

A cold wind blew from the west, and dust filled the sky, like countless demons howling towards us.

The whole sky turned dark.

The air was filled with endless death.

Luo Shihao felt relieved when he saw You Nian's strength.

He shook his arms, grabbed Ye Zhong Youguang tightly, and tried his best to absorb their soul energy.

However, before he could take a sip, he saw the young man stretch out a finger and point it lightly forward.

The wind stopped, the sand settled, and the dark clouds in the sky dispersed.

The sunlight fell down and shone on the ground, shining golden.

Next, something even more shocking happened to Luo Shihao.

The plants that had withered due to the pollution of death began to grow vigorously again; the animals that had turned into bones began to grow flesh and blood and stand up again...

Everything returned to the way it was before they came, full of greenery and vitality.

"Younian?! Are you still there?" Luo Shihao couldn't help but ask.

No one answered him.

He panicked and looked around, only to find that Ye Zhong and You Guang were also missing.

Luo Shihao felt dazed, as if everything he had just experienced was an illusion.

But the young man standing under a big tree not far in front, with his indifferent expression and contemptuous attitude, told him that it was all true.

Luo Shihao finally believed that the person in front of him was the one that Mingpu wanted him to wait for, the real Holy Lord.

"Welcome back, Holy Lord!"

Luo Shihao crawled down, feeling a little panicked. He hadn't felt this way for a long time. Even when he faced the Pure Light Goddess and the Light Dharma King in Mount Wutai, the Five Peaks Chain and the Netherworld Bell, he had never panicked.

"I am not your Lord."

"No, you are the Holy Lord. I was wrong. Please forgive me."

"Where did you go wrong?"

"My mistake was that I was blind and shouldn't have doubted the Holy Lord. I shouldn't have believed the words of the Netherworld."

Li Muchen pointed at the villagers in the forest and asked, "Where are they?"

"These are just untouchables, their lives are like ants, not worth mentioning."

Li Muchen shook his head gently: "You are a ghost cultivator, yet you are so indifferent to life! Forget it, you will never understand."

Luo Shihao was startled, knowing that Li Muchen would not believe him, so he made up his mind and said, "I am the Ghost King of Fengdu. I have 100,000 ghost soldiers who can help you sweep the three realms."

"Do you think I want to sweep the three realms? In your hands, the 100,000 ghost soldiers are nothing more than tools for fighting. But I can give them a chance to be reborn."

"Rebirth? Impossible! The ghosts of Fengdu are all deeply sinful and have been branded by the Heavenly Dao. Their fate has long been determined. Apart from staying in the ghost realm, they can only go to the underworld. Even if you are the Holy Lord, you can't give them a new life. In Fengdu, I am the Ghost King, and they only listen to me!"

"If there are no ghosts in the world, where does the Ghost King come from? If there is no Heavenly Dao, where does the Heavenly Dao Mark come from?"

“There is no heavenly law?” Luo Shihao was stunned for a moment, then he burst into laughter, “Are you crazy? There are no ghosts in the world?! Hahahaha… Ghosts are human hearts. There will never be no ghosts in the world…”

Under the cover of laughter, he suddenly turned into a beam of black light and disappeared.

Luo Shihao's cultivation was already very high. He had just absorbed several souls and rested for such a long time, so he had recovered some of his vitality. He did not dare to risk fighting with Li Muchen, but he was still somewhat confident of escaping.

But just as he flew westward, two dwarves with small cheeks and bare shoulders jumped out in front of him.

The two men stretched out their arms, linked their arms, and then one split into two, two split into west and west… and they became sixteen people, shoulder to shoulder, arm to arm, forming a row, and it seemed to grow infinitely, turning into a huge wall, spanning the sky and the earth.

Luo Shihao almost bumped into it.

When he saw clearly that it was the Erba divine man transformed by Ye Zhong Youguang, he was shocked. He knew he could not get through, so he could only turn around.

But the wall seemed to have a very strong suction force, and he couldn't get around it at all, so he flew towards the wall rapidly.

Then, there was a bang and it crashed into him.

A human wall suddenly formed and surrounded Luo Shihao in the center.

Sixteen people stretched out thirty-two hands, grabbed Luo Shihao, and pulled him in all directions to the west.

A generation of ghost king was torn into pieces by Erba Divine Man.

……

Wu Yuqi saw Li Chengzhong sitting in the center of the huge lotus platform, as if petrified. The flame on the bronze wick next to him shone on his face, reflecting a hazy green light.

Wu Yuqi thought it was a good time.

When Lin Manqing was passing on the Dayun Sutra to her, another method of cultivation was imprinted in her mind, in addition to the Heart Sutra of the Dayun Sutra.

So when the body of the Pure Light Goddess was transformed, the strengthening of her muscles and bones caused her to lose strength for a short period of time, but another kind of power was awakening in her meridians.

She quietly stood up, climbed onto the lotus platform, and came behind Li Chengzhong.

But before she could do anything, the flame of the bronze lamp suddenly lit up, like a Buddha's eye, glaring at her.

She felt a pain in her chest and screamed.

Li Chengzhong, who was recovering from his injuries, was awakened. He turned around and saw her. He was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said:

"You actually woke up much faster than I expected! Hehe, this is good too, we can practice Joy Zen first, then integrate your celestial blood into my body and awaken the Ancient Buddha, hahaha!"

After saying that, he pulled Wu Yuqi over and placed her weak body on his cross-legged legs.

Just as he was about to do the happy thing, he suddenly heard a loud shout: "Go to hell!"

A figure rushed in from the cave entrance, bringing with him a gust of wind and murderous aura, and headed towards Li Chengzhong.

"Hmph, over your own strength!"

Li Chengzhong waved his hand and struck out with a palm.

With a bang, the person flew out, hit his head against the wall, and slowly slid down. It was Li Asi.

Li Asi spat out a mouthful of blood and stood up with difficulty, holding on to the wall.

"hateful!"

Li Chengzhong didn't expect that Li Asi would find this place so quickly and interrupt his good thing.

He rubbed his temple in pain. If his brain had not been injured by the Xuanji Crossbow, Li Asi would have died without a doubt from that palm strike just now.

"I'm going to cut you into pieces!"

Li Chengzhong stood up, walked towards Li Asi, and was about to kill him when suddenly someone grabbed his neck from behind and hit him hard on the ear with a fist.

"Ah——" Li Chengzhong screamed in pain, turned around to shake Wu Yuqi off, and was about to attack Wu Yuqi.

Li Asi had already rushed over, hugged him from behind, and punched him in the ear.

Li Chengzhong suffered a loss once, so he would not suffer a second time. He grabbed Li Axi's hand and broke his wrist with a snap. He turned around and threw Li Axi out, landing on the wick in the center of the lotus platform.

With a "whoosh" sound, the copper wick pierced through Li Asi's chest.

The flame had not gone out, and was still burning on the bloody wick after piercing the chest.