Chapter 62: Locusts

A white rainbow of light suddenly shot out from the ghost door cave, passing through the layers of black fog, and a mantra sound came out from the white rainbow: "General Liujia, Liuding Yang God, Nine Heavenly Warriors, and the God of the Lower Mountain." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info seal the spring and dry, seal the stone and crack. Closed mountains and landslides, closed rivers and exhausted rivers. The temple is broken, and the fire is extinguished. Seal the demons and demons, seal the ghosts and ghosts, and for three days, everything will be taken. Haste as a law!"

There was a shaking in the mountain, the gravel slid down, the trees were broken, the smoke and dust were chaotic, and soon the ghost door hole was blocked, and the Taoist priest turned pale when he fell, and staggered a few steps, and the comatose Chen Zhengying's head was smashed down like an upside-down onion, and his head was squeezed directly, and his head was broken and bleeding.

When he had just escaped from the eighteenth layer of hell through the Hell Breaking Song and rushed between the Vain Death City and the Soul Attraction Division, he felt an extremely huge momentum, which was different from ordinary demons, mixed with a thick dragon qi and Dao qi, which almost made the Taoist priest think that he had met a Yama king who came out for a walk.

Fortunately, this breath disappeared in a flash, and there was no interference with the Taoist priest, otherwise he wanted to get out, but it was not so simple.

'This must be a ghost, but it's not an ordinary ghost, that kind of grandeur, Dao Ye has only felt it in the ghost mother, and it can't be the ghost emperor of the five directions, the ten halls of Yama, the five ghost emperors will not appear in the underworld at this time, and it is even more impossible for the ten halls of Yama to be contaminated with dragon qi, no! How can this one move freely in the underworld......

Daoist Li's neck shrank, the older the Taoist is, the less courageous he is, the higher the Taoist monk's cultivation, the more he can feel how much risk he had when fighting against the ghost mother, how much pressure the one who didn't have a donkey and the Maoshan faction beared, and this one is the same as the ghost mother The existence of the four ghost kings - Cao Cheng, who is nicknamed the crazy Han Cao, is the behind-the-scenes boss of the evil ghost general.

"It's weird, if it's really him, why don't you stop Dao Ye, with his strength, it should be easy. But before the Taoist priest could think about it, the scene in front of him calmed him, and he saw that the flying locusts in the sky were almost like tornadoes, and like thousands of golden scales, rotating back and forth, covering the three or four mountains in a radius, and the pale yellow dry air covered the air, attracting skin, flesh, tendons, bones, blood, every trace of heat.

'This breath is exactly the same as the magic power I found out on the officers and soldiers, could it be that it is caused by these locusts, but who attracted these locusts?' Daoist Li looked at the sky, only to see the dark clouds rolling in the sky, the muffled thunder continued to sound, and from time to time a thunderbolt with a thick water tank was split, there was someone here who was robbing, no, it was not a person, but the willow god, the old willow spirit!!

Is this what it calls the last of the three tribulations, no wonder there is an indescribable sense of oppression in the air, and the Taoist priest can feel it from thirty miles away, let alone the old willow tree in the eye of the storm.

However, this willow god is worthy of being a thousand-year-old tree spirit, the catkins cover almost the entire mountain, and the tree pole is growing in the face of thunder, constantly getting bigger and thicker, and the blood of the living person is like the red sun, exuding a high-spirited and unyielding, bloody and brave temperament.

However, the locusts in the sky seem to be the nemesis of this willow tree, and every time it grows a section, more locusts will cover it, gnaw and bite, gnaw and bite the willow tree, and some even burrow directly into the body of the tree, and then drill out from the other side, leaving only hundreds of eggs, absorbing life, and in just a few breaths, more small locusts will emerge.

Among the several peaks in the radius, except for this old willow tree, there is no green at all, and the dry air is like fire, its momentum is burning, and there is a breath of annoying to the burning in the air, it turns out that in the midst of the fire, this fire is not a fire, but a fire in the heart.

"Anyway, do you want to help him, but this catastrophe seems to have to suffer by himself, and there is no room to go through the back door, which is more troublesome. ”

"You'd better take care of yourself first!"

Daoist Li's eyes were dazzled, and there was another 'Daoist Li' in front of him, with the same figure and clothes, but with a smirk on his face, he didn't look like a good person.

"You-Soul Demon!!"

The Taoist priest never dreamed that Bai Wuchang would put his Clamping Spirit Soul back at this time, and he also gave him a soul demon.

"The brother is so handsome, how can the Taoist be willing to do it," the words were said, but his speed was not slow, and the rune paper pen was immediately thrown out: "Tianluo God, Diluo God, Golden Luo God, Tieluo God, Riluo God, Fire Luo God, Imperial Decree Binding Ghost Spirit...... Subjugation is a common name. Haste as a law!"

But with the movement of the Taoist, the other party was not slow, or faster, the Tai Chi mode was activated, and with a turn of two fingers, there were two more pieces of yellow paper, and the thick black rope of the arm was instantly shot out of the paper, and the target was the Taoist.

"This is not scientific!" Li Daoist scolded secretly, and hurriedly showed Dayu to fight the tiger and wolf step, moving forward to the left, left to right, turning around, flying a wrong step, and avoiding it at a dangerous juncture.

"Manifest God!" A huge Taoist god appeared again, without the pressure of the eighteenth layer of hell, the power it exuded was almost not inferior to that of ordinary Yin God, and layers of divine light appeared from his palms, and he fished towards the other party's body, but it turned out to catch another pair of big hands, and an explosion suddenly sounded in mid-air.

"How can this be!?"

This soul demon doesn't know why, whether it's a talisman or a spell, everything that a Taoist priest knows is at his fingertips, full of power, full of Taoism, not at all like the essence of an ordinary soul.

"It's weird, the mana didn't fall from the sky, where did he get the means?" After all, Daoist Li had fought several times in hell, and his mana was inevitably a little weak, but it was the other party, the more he fought, the more courageous he became, and he actually suppressed the genuine goods.

Seeing such a dangerous scene, Daoist Li suddenly shook his wrist, and the Tai Chi Liangyi circle suddenly turned into a white circle and shot out, hitting the head of the other party's god and smashing it to pieces, this magic weapon, you can't conjure it out of thin air!

Before the Taoist priest could rejoice, the other party suddenly pointed at him, and a brilliant sword qi shot out instantly, so fast that the god transformed by the Taoist priest shot through it almost in the blink of an eye, almost cutting through the void.

"This is, Qingyun Sword Qi!" Daoist Li swallowed and spitted, feeling a chill behind his back, why wouldn't Dao Ye have the means, this soul demon would too, it could still be self-taught?

The soul demon erupted with amazing sword intent up and down, and countless sword qi condensed into cyan swords, like swimming fish around him, as if he could wipe out anything from the world, among the three major sword dao schools, the sword qi of the Qingcheng faction was the most domineering and strong.

"Damn, is it possible that this time, Dao Ye is really going to be killed by himself, and he is still dying under the sword qi of his own sect, is this the punishment of Master Zu for running away in a decisive battle with Su Xiuxiu?

Just when the Taoist priest felt that he was going to be unable to withstand this time, the big vertebral points on his back suddenly became stuffy, and several big points on his body were poked a few times, and he suddenly felt dizzy, and even looked at the face of the soul demon, it was a blur, as if what was just a blurred qi in front of him - an air mass?

"You are now unconscious, the six senses are confused, I sealed your vitality with the corpse finger, and fell into a state of death but not death, you take this opportunity to quickly regulate your body and mind, get rid of delusions, gather the right soul, and die and return to one!"

In a daze, the Taoist priest heard Chen Zhengying's low drink, and only felt as if he was torn into three pieces, and one of them did not obey the discipline, and was constantly rebelling against himself.

It turns out that the battle just now is neither true nor false, but it is dangerous and abnormal, once the soul demon succeeds, he may die of exhaustion and be replaced by the other party.

Fortunately, Chen Zhengying didn't know when he woke up, he had far-reaching knowledge, and naturally understood this situation, and at the last moment, he helped the Taoist priest avoid this pass, and he reported it back and forth.

'The three elements are hidden, then they become three souls, one is the king of Taiqing, the second is the god of dantian, and the third is the god of runes......;

With the shouting in the heart of the Taoist priest, the chaotic soul demon suddenly seemed to be brought with a golden hoop spell, and let out a miserable scream in various senses;

Just when the Taoist priest was subduing the soul demon, the willow god also reached the most critical moment, the thick heavenly power was almost condensed into substance, the thunder and lightning were like rain, every blow could cut off a layer of the mountain, except for the trunk, the other parts have been electrocuted into flying ash, but the trunk has been as thick as ten people hugging each other, like a golden pillar that supports the sky and the earth, the light is brilliant, magnificent, and hard as iron and stone. (To be continued.) )