The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

"I told you not to enter the Dragon Vein. If you insist on going, aren't you asking for trouble?"

Jiuling Old Taoist muttered with dissatisfaction.

An "I knew this would happen" look.

Yang Yunchan ignored the other party's complaints.

He turned to Master Qingyuan with burning eyes and asked eagerly: "Qingyuan, your Dragon Guard Division has been guarding this place for many years. You should have countermeasures to deal with this situation, right?"

Master Qingyuan nodded and said solemnly: "Of course there are countermeasures, but we need your full cooperation, Mr. Yang."

Yang Yunchan knew that this matter might be much more serious than he imagined.

He nodded and said in a deep voice: "Okay."

Master Qingyuan nodded slightly.

He immediately took out twelve formation flags from his sleeves and quickly planted them around the pothole.

Move quickly and skillfully.

Each formation flag is placed in a specific position, and there seems to be some mysterious law contained in it.

Just when Qingyuan Master had just arranged everything.

Suddenly, a roaring sound sounded, making the entire space seem to tremble.

Everyone followed the sound and saw a figure whose height soared to two meters jumping out of the hole.

That was "Xiong Qilang" who was eroded by the evil spirit.

At this moment, his face was ferocious and terrifying, looking like a crazy black bear.

Black smoke billowed beneath my feet, as if being held up by an invisible force.

Behind him is Ma Xuedao, who is controlled like a puppet by evil spirits and monsters.

With the appearance of Xiong Qilang, a strong pressure instantly enveloped the entire space, making everyone feel breathless.

at this time.

The runes on the surrounding bronze pillars suddenly flashed, forming a dazzling light barrier that instantly eliminated the pressure invisible.

At the same time, the formation flag that Qingyuan Zhenren had planted earlier also emitted fluorescence.

Countless tadpole-like runes emerged in mid-air, converging into a huge network of light, tightly binding Aptuo who was trying to escape.

However, just when everyone thought they had trapped him.

Aptuo, however, sneered disdainfully and said, "You are trying to stop me with just these means?"

He stirred his hands in front of his chest, and suddenly countless black smoke clouds rose from his body and spread towards the surroundings.

In an instant, the entire space was shrouded in black mist, with countless pale and strange faces looming in it.

Accompanied by bursts of sobbing, everyone seemed to be in the midst of a ghost.

"What is this?!"

Everyone was horrified. They had never seen such a strange and terrifying scene.

Yang Yunchan snorted coldly and raised the ruler in his hand high.

"A little arrogance, a thousand miles of joy!"

He shouted in a deep voice, and a bright light suddenly bloomed on the ruler.

The surrounding black fog was instantly dispersed, revealing Aptuo's ferocious face.

At the same time, Master Qingyuan turned his wrist lightly, and a bright red flag appeared out of thin air in his hand.

He waved the small flag gently, and the twelve formation flags around him immediately burst into bright light, like stars in the night sky.

These rays of light quickly intertwined into a spiritual net and headed toward Aptuo's hood.

Seeing this, Aptuo activated the demonic energy in his body, trying to break free from the spiritual net that bound him.

However, no matter how hard he struggled, the spiritual net always trapped him firmly like an iron wall.

Seeing this, Ma Xuedao wanted to step forward to rescue Aptuo.

But under the powerful power of the spiritual network, he had no choice but to stop.

"This Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods Formation is tailor-made for restless demons like you."

Master Qingyuan stood with his hands behind his hands, a proud smile appeared on his lips, "Today I will act on behalf of Heaven and suppress you back to the abyss of the demon world!"

Yang Yunchan on the side was greatly surprised when he heard this.

He had long heard that the Guardian Dragon Division had a profound foundation, but he did not expect that he could even use the legendary Twelve Capital Gods Formation.

At this moment, everyone suddenly felt relieved, as if the huge boulder weighing on their hearts had finally been removed.

However, just when they thought it was about to end.

Aptuo suddenly let out a vicious roar.

"Hmph! Do you want to seal me again? It's not that easy!"

He slapped his chest suddenly, and a majestic and turbulent breath spurted out from his body.

This breath was as violent as a violent storm, instantly scattering the spiritual net.

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but feel panic in their hearts again.

The strength of this monster is so terrifying that even Qingyuan Zhenren's Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods Array cannot trap it?

Feeling the pressure of this aura, everyone seemed to be suffocating and backed away one after another.

However, the aura did not pursue them.

Instead, like fireworks, they suddenly flew upward into the sky.

A line turned into countless points, and then scattered everywhere.

Finally, a huge head was condensed in the air, covering most of the space.

Everyone looked up, and the sight before them made their faces instantly turn pale as paper.

A vicious giant lizard with a ferocious face was suspended in the air.

That pale and ferocious face seemed to have frozen in time, full of solemnity and majesty.

And those empty eye sockets were as deep as black holes, seeming to swallow up all light.

It seems that once you take one look, you will be addicted to it and unable to extricate yourself.

Everyone was shocked.

At this moment, Master Qingyuan's expression was even more solemn.

His eyes widened and he lost his voice: "Are you... the real demon of heaven and earth, Aptuo?!"

There was deep fear in his voice.

"The real demon of heaven and earth? What is that?"

Aunt Mei asked with a confused look on her face.

Master Qingyuan explained: "The real demons of heaven and earth are demons born from the abyss of the demon world filled with endless darkness when the world first opened and chaos first divided. They possess power and wisdom beyond common sense. They use their methods of destruction to destroy He takes pleasure in chaos and has no mercy for life.”

At this time, Monk Mingde frowned and said: "The Aptuo in the real people's mouth should be a famous demon king in our Buddhist legends, right? According to Buddhist scriptures, it once rebelled and attacked the legendary Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. In the end, although It didn't succeed, but it became famous for a while and was recorded in the Buddhist scriptures."

Yang Yunchan said in a deep voice: "According to what I see, the person in front of me is definitely not Aptuo's true form. If it were his true form, it would be impossible to trap him in this place. This should be just a projection of his consciousness."

Hearing this, Aptuo suddenly clapped his hands and praised: "Haha, I didn't expect that an old man like you is quite discerning. You can actually see that this is the projection of my consciousness. Not bad."

Master Qingyuan responded unceremoniously: "Aputuo, you are staying well in the Abyss Demon Realm, why do you have to come here to cause trouble?"