Tomb Raiders: One Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate, Angrily Splits the Bronze Gate

Chapter 485 The Night Touring God Appears, The Real Body Appears!

"Sword Qi Rolling Dragon Wall!"

With both hands in mudra to manipulate the nine swords, the next second the sound of nine dragon chants resounded through the sky, deafening.

A majestic sword energy rose from the ground and turned into an angry dragon, flapping its wings and flying high.

All of a sudden, everything visible to the naked eye was at least three points shorter.

"hiss!"

Ma Xiaoling who was behind her couldn't help taking a breath when she saw Wu Yu's display of supernatural power.

Although he knows that Wu Yu is very strong now, he may even surpass himself.

But Ma Xiaoling still couldn't believe it if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes.

But she didn't know that seeing wisdom with her own eyes made people even more desperate.

Back then, she could be regarded as a rare genius in the Taoist sect, otherwise she wouldn't be valued by everyone, and she could go to the training class to be a teacher at the age of teens.

Which one of the members of the training class formed by Nadutong is not a genius?Even the current temporary workers were not able to get in at that time.

Such a group of genius concentration camps, Ma Xiaoling can be their teacher at the same age as a teenager.

It is conceivable that in addition to talent, Ma Xiaoling's strength at that time was also not weak!

But never expected that in just a few years, Wu Yu would grow to such an extent.

Recalling the years of self-indulgence, his rare old face blushed.

What Si Teng said is right, Hong Kong City is indeed a good place to live and dream, but for practitioners, this place is tantamount to hell.

It has too many temptations, and those who are not determined come here, and the command makes the situation worse.

Ma Xiaoling is a good example.

After so many years in Hong Kong City, "degenerate" can be used to describe her.

It is also because of this that her strength has been greatly affected invisibly. It can even be said that Ma Xiaoling has not improved in the past few years.

Although she has rich fighting experience and has captured many evil spirits, her Dao heart has already fallen.

But it's a pity that outsiders can't help her with these things, and they can't even mention them.

If she can't wake up by herself, then others will only harm her if she is reminded.

Unless a strong Daoist like the old heavenly master enlightens her, or everyone from the Buddhist sect comes to enlighten her, it is almost impossible for Ma Xiaoling to rely on her own will to resist all kinds of desires in this world of mortals.

"Boom!"

And at the same time when Wu Yu finished his shot, suddenly there was a violent shaking from the feet of the three of them.

In the next second, ravines suddenly appeared, and the ground under their feet was as choppy as the sea. In all directions, there were waves of "waves" slapping towards them.

"Teacher, are all the perverts in Hong Kong City so strong?"

"Damn! What kind of pervert are you, I'm afraid this is the king of ghosts!" Ma Xiaoling spat hard, and hated Ken even more in her heart.

"Cut the sky and draw the sword!"

With a wave of Wu Yu's hand, the nine swords returned to one.

The moment it fell into his hands, he opened his legs and leaned forward slightly, taking a standard horse stance.

But in the next second, the upper body slowly rotated, and the waist exerted force.

With one sword strike, all directions are cut off.

The torrential "wave" split into two in an instant, and was cut down by Wu Yu's sword.

"Why, why don't you come out after this?" Wu Yu frowned, and his voice was amplified countless times under the instillation of internal force, and spread to the entire ghost creature.

"You're so timid, aren't you a coward?"

"But you're so timid, how did you become a pervert?"

"This is going to be passed on to the underworld, isn't it to make all the ghosts laugh?"

"Boom!"

It seemed that Wu Yu's stimulation finally had an effect.

A piece of stone seemed to be attracted by an invisible force and slowly floated into the air, gathering more and more and finally forming a huge skull.

"call……"

Opening his mouth wide, he exhaled a mouthful of evil spirits.

The eyes also instantly turned scarlet.

"Presumptuous! How dare a small human race dare to slander me, Lord Black Earth!"

As the voice fell, the ground began to crack, and clay coffins appeared in front of my eyes.

"boom!"

The coffin lid fell, and clay figurines wearing armor and holding soldiers peaks surrounded the crowd.

"Yo ho, is it called a ghost? You can't afford to play, can you!" Wu Yu couldn't help sneering when he saw this, and the sword emperor's domain stretched to the limit in an instant.

Thousands of sword qi roared like a torrent.

But in the next second, a scene that surprised Wu Yu happened.

These clay figurines can recover quickly after being crushed.

Seeing this, Wu Yu waved his big hand, and the sword energy split into two, turning into two green snakes soaring up, tearing towards Heitu Mingjun.

Unexpectedly, the next second the earth trembled, and stone pillars rose from the ground one after another, engraved with the night walk of a hundred ghosts on them, and there were bursts of wailing sounds.

"what?"

Wu Yu snorted lightly: "There's some skill!"

"Hmph! Boy, if you broke into my ghost today and sent it to your door by yourself, then don't blame me for swallowing you today, just in time to recover from your injuries!"

Immediately with a roar, the speed of the clay figurines around them was a bit faster, and the blades in their hands also exuded sharp edges.

In the face of Wu Yu's attack, these guys were not afraid at all, and they couldn't even influence them and stop them.

Seeing this scene, Wu Yu narrowed his eyes: "If you want to kill me, it depends on your ability!"

Immediately, Wu Yu looked at Ma Xiaoling behind her: "Teacher, can you hold on?"

"Hmph! Look at my aunt chopping this thing to death!" As she spoke, Ma Xiaoling took out the magic wand, and rushed up with a flash of lightning.

"Sito, I want to calculate the position."

"Okay!" Si Teng nodded, and then made a seal with his hands, and vines rushed in all directions.

At the same time, the seeds spread out one by one.

"Essence of vegetation?" Ma Xiaoling turned her head to look at Si Teng, slightly surprised.

Before Si Teng made a move, Ma Xiaoling couldn't feel anything.

I just thought Si Teng was also a warrior or something.

But never expected that Si Teng's identity turned out to be a ghost.

And it is also the rarest wood attribute monster.

After all, it is the most difficult thing for the essence of vegetation to cultivate successfully.

But a person appeared in front of me...

But Si Teng didn't care about this. The vines began to crazily hinder the attack of these clay figurines. At the same time, his hands continued to emit vitality, trying to quickly let these races take root and become helpers.

"Okay, okay, it's really a baby delivered to your door!" Heitu Mingjun drooled even more after seeing Si Teng.

After all, what holy medicine for healing can compare to the tranquility of grass and trees, which has achieved success in the sequel?
No!

Absolutely not!

Heitu Mingjun never imagined in his dreams that in this day and age, there are still spirits of plants and trees.

Now that the underworld is chaotic, his body is seriously injured and he can't show up at all. If it weren't for Wu Yu's persecution, he wouldn't split a soul to see them.

I originally thought that when the three of them were exhausted, they would swallow it in one gulp and treat it as a dessert.

But who would have thought that there would be a surprise.

"Kill! Catch that spirit of vegetation!" Heitu Mingjun roared, and the ground shook again in an instant, more and more clay coffins appeared again, and clay figurines walked out of them.

"Damn it, Xiao Selan, what the hell are you doing!" Seeing this, Ma Xiaoling couldn't help being furious, and spilled the spell in her hand as if she didn't want money.

The crouching rod was divided into two parts and opened left and right, but these clay figurines were too difficult to deal with, and the Heitu Mingjun was always high in the sky, so he didn't give Ma Xiaoling a chance at all.

As for Wu Yu, sitting on the ground with her eyes closed, she didn't know what she was doing, and she was so anxious that she couldn't mention how depressed she was.

"open!"

At this moment, Wu Yu let out a loud roar as his fingertips touched a point in the void, and runes appeared in the air, forming a huge black hole in midair.

In the next second, the sound of soldiers and horses came from it.

For a moment, there were already some gloomy ghosts and creatures, but at this moment, it made people feel endless fear.

"Don't talk about riding, charge!"

Wu Yu waved the long sword in his hand, not to mention that there was a burst of sinful fire around the cavalry army.

There was nothing but the sound of weapons and armor.

A monstrous killing intent rushed over.

"Elite soldiers!"

"impossible!"

"You are a human race, how can you mobilize elite soldiers from the underworld!"

"Moreover, why have I never heard of this elite soldier!"

Heitu Mingjun was completely panicked at this moment, and there were only ten elite soldiers from the underworld.

It's not that he doesn't want to raise it, but even with the thousand-year-old heritage of the Ten Temples of Yama, he can barely support the consumption of an elite soldier.

So, now, each of the major Yamas in the underworld holds one.

At least that's the case on the surface.

But the one in front of him, Heitu Mingjun, as a famous old devil in the underworld, has never heard of it, which is unreasonable!

"Xiao Selan, what's going on!" Ma Xiaoling immediately returned to Wu Yu's side when she saw Silent Riding, and said nervously, "How could you command such a large number of Yin soldiers? If Yan Luo knew about this, You are dead!"

"Teacher, put your heart in your stomach!" Wu Yu patted her chest with a smile, and looked at Ma Xiaoling proudly: "This is not talking about riding, and it's very complicated to explain. Anyway, you know they just listen to me. Ten Dian Yan Luo said hello!"

But in the next second, Ma Xiaoling mercilessly gave her a big blow.

"You little Selan, no matter how powerful you are, you can't pretend to be me, do you know that!"

"..." Wu Yu rubbed the back of her head. It was obvious that Ma Xiaoling had never met Feng Baobao before, but how could they both have such a hobby!

"Crash... Crash..."

"Crash... Crash..."

At this moment, there was another sound of metal clashing like iron chains in the gate of the underworld.

"Wow, who made the gate of hell, it's so small!"

After the words fell, a pair of big hands stretched out from inside, and after Wu Yu was stunned, he "expanded" the gate of the underworld, which was originally more than two meters high, to four or five meters.

I saw a person riding a huge crocodile slowly walking out.

"Yo ho, it turns out to be Lord Hei Tu Ming!"

Seeing the skull floating in the sky, I couldn't help laughing, it seemed like an old friend.

"Yang Lin!!!" Heitu Mingjun panicked when he saw the guy coming out of the gate of the underworld again.

"Hahahaha... the chains of soul arrest... go!"

Laughed loudly, and the old man with the chains wrapped around his arms laughed loudly, and then a black shadow flickered past: "This time, let's see where you go!"

"No! Yang Jian bullied me!" Heitu Mingjun roared, and wanted to say something, but in the next second, he was directly crushed by Yang Lin's soul-holding chains, and his soul flew away.

"Huh! Overthinking one's abilities!" Yang Jian snorted coldly: "The dog that lost the family, still wants to bite my king?"

Then he turned his head and looked at Wu Yu.

"Gulu..." Swallowing subconsciously, Wu Yu bravely stepped forward and cupped his hands: "Junior Wu Yu, I have seen Senior Backer King."

"Hahahaha!" Yang Lin laughed loudly: "It's been a long time since anyone has called the King of the Backer!"

"The current Yang Lin is just a lonely soul wandering in the underworld for hundreds of millions of miles at night."

"What? You are the God of the Night?" Ma Xiaoling exclaimed when she heard this, "How is it possible? Isn't Yang Lin a general in the Sui Dynasty?"

"What the hell is going on, Xiao Selan!"

"Teacher..." Wu Yu shook his head with a wry smile. There are some things that can be said, but some things that cannot be said.

He believed that if he told Ma Xiaoling, the soul-detaining chains on Yang Lin, the night wandering god, would fall on her in the next second.

"Senior, is something wrong in the underworld?"

"Yeah!" Yang Lin glanced at Wu Yu and nodded, "That's right! Ten temples of Yan and Luo joined forces to completely sweep the underworld."

"These old ghosts have either lost their souls one by one, or they still have a glimmer of hope and plan to fight to the death."

"But there are still some, just like this Black Earth Mingjun, who use the method of splitting their souls to reincarnate with the help of wandering ghosts in the world!"

"So, Yangjian is going to be lively in the near future."

"Ah?" Wu Yu's head was full of black lines when he heard this: "Senior, after the evolution of the ancestor star, there are already people who know everything..."

"No way!" Yang Lin shook his head: "The underworld has tried its best to suppress these guys, otherwise Yangjian would have been restless. It's not bad to be able to do this now."

"I see." Wu Yu took a deep breath and nodded.

"Yeah." Yang Lin nodded: "Okay, after you've dealt with the matter, grab it and go down there. I'll continue to look for Lord Heitu Mingjun!"

"Yes, thank you senior!" Wu Yu nodded and said nothing more.

"Well, let's go!" After finishing speaking, Yang Lin jumped on his crocodile dragon and swayed away.

"boom!"

Soon, a group of silent cavalry finished dealing with these undead clay figurines, beheaded them all, and stood in front of Wu Yu again after their souls were scattered.

"Thank you all!"

Wu Yu cupped his hands: "Recently, the underworld is uneasy, how are our brothers, the dumb general?"

The dumb general nodded, and told Wu Yu what happened in the underworld recently.

Looking at the dumb general's slightly moving lips, Wu Yu nodded: "I understand, let's develop with peace of mind and not provoke anyone. If it's about Yama of the Ten Palaces, you can go to the third brother."

"In addition, if there is a need for the third brother, we can help on the premise of guaranteeing ourselves. After all, it is always bad to be favored by others."

The dumb general nodded.

Immediately, a group of silent riders stepped into the gate of the underworld and disappeared before their eyes.

However, at the moment when Wu Yu closed the gate of the underworld, the dumb general standing at the end suddenly changed his face and turned around suddenly to tell Wu Yu, but the gate of the underworld had shrunk to no more than a slap size until completely dissipated.

At the same time, Wu Yu felt a terrifying aura coming from under his feet.

There was no time to dodge, and the three of them were knocked out one after another.

The majestic evil spirit is like a volcanic eruption, and the whole ghost is filled with extremely terrifying coercion.

The three people who had just been pushed into the air hadn't even reacted. In the next second, it seemed that an extremely heavy mountain was pressing on the three of them.

In the next second, it was directly embedded in the ground abruptly.

Although invisible, one can feel this terrifying power.

Even if it was Wu Yu, he couldn't break free for a while!

"Damn it, what the hell is going on!" Ma Xiaoling couldn't help cursing angrily, the number of foul language today seems to be more than the previous year.

"Xiao Selan, can you still summon Yin Soldiers and Ye Youshen?"

"Teacher...you think too highly of me." Wu Yu smiled wryly: "Although the Yin soldiers are at my command, Ye Youshen is one of the top ten Yin commanders in the underworld. How can I have that ability!"

"I was careless. I forgot that if the owner of this ghost was dead, it should have collapsed long ago."

"But now, it's obvious that this one is still alive!"

"The gate of hell..."

"The gate of the underworld cannot be opened twice in a row at the same place, otherwise the evil spirit of the underworld will instantly break through the balance between the yin and yang worlds, and it will be equivalent to detonating a volcano in the entire port city."

"It's just that what erupts is endless evil spirits, turning Hong Kong City into a hell on earth!"

"What?" Ma Xiaoling immediately became anxious when she heard that, "But why did Heitu Mingjun appear here?"

"Obviously I don't know what method was used!"

Wu Yu didn't expect things to turn out like this. Obviously, in order to avoid the pursuit of Yang Lin, the night wandering god, this guy deliberately made some noise in the world.

As for my group, they didn't take it to heart at all.

It's no wonder that it took so long after arriving, but Mingjun Heitu didn't care about them at all.

The reason turned out to be the big fish waiting for Yeyoushen.

And splitting the soul is more harmful to the body that has already become a Yin body.

This is true even for the already powerful Ghost King.

But it is obvious that the other party has already split up, just to wait for the night tour god Yang Lin to appear!

But I never expected that the joining of the three of us made things like this.

After thinking about everything, Wu Yu's wry smile became more complicated.

"Heitu Mingjun, the three of us are already like this, why don't you come out and meet?"

"Hahahaha, interesting, really interesting!"

The ground shook for a while, and a huge altar slowly emerged in the next second.

Then a body composed of human bones came out from it, walking towards the three of them step by step.

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