Taoist chanting

The sound emanated from the depths of the ground. As the magma erupted higher, huge twisted cracks appeared on the ground. Some ground was slowly rising, and some were slowly sinking. The entire secret realm began to fall apart.

"I don't want the fragments of the original Qi luck beads, and three pieces are not enough. I only want the soul of the little carp spirit."

Qi Ling clings to this point, and refuses to let go.

Facing the imminent mortal crisis, he wants to see who can consume who?Zhang Wenfeng noticed the existence of the Nether Realm, and that feeling was too familiar. With the help of the attack against the purple-black thunder light, he exploded the barrier with bright light, covering the situation inside the barrier, and at the same time sending a signal to the outside, stretching out the barrier. The index finger of his left hand flicked quickly in the air, and a square, deep and blurred ghost gate appeared, and he stepped into the ghost gate without hesitation.

"Let me discuss with Zhang Daoyou, please wait a moment."

After Mo Shu finished speaking, regardless of whether Qi Ling agreed or not, the giant human-faced drum flew towards the barrier where the light burst out, and the candle-yin drum quickly shrank to the size of a fist, and the flames condensed more and more intensely.

The enchantment suddenly disappeared, revealing Zhang Guanzhu who had entered the ghost gate with most of his body.

"What bastard."

Qi Ling realized that he had been fooled, and showed a little fluctuation in his desperation.

The eyes of Zhuyingu's face opened suddenly, and a drum sound resounded through the sky where the atmosphere was chaotic and the wind was whistling, blowing the phantom of the hidden weapon spirit to pieces.

The black snare drum followed behind Guanzhu Zhang, and rushed into the dark ghost gate.The strong wind swept away, and in just one or two breaths, the ghost gate was blown away.The phantom of Qi Ling reappeared, almost exploded in anger, he never expected that the human Taoist priest could communicate with the underworld, and in such a short time, he could cast spells and open the gate of ghosts to escape, how could it be possible?

The collapsed doomsday scene below is like a gigantic mockery of the dazed, helpless, and sad tool spirit.

Zhang Wenfeng held the black snare drum that had regained calm and the flames had subsided, and stood on the bare and dark hilltop, feeling the fierce wind like a bone-eating knife. He had come out of a still state of mind, with a smile on his mouth.

Came back to the extraterritorial battlefield where I stepped on last time.

He was basically certain in his heart that it was Mo Ye who had done something on the stone figurines, and he didn't want him to directly enter the territory of the Fifth Palace of the Nether Realm.

Escaping from the secret place and revisiting the old place, he was in a good mood at the moment. He greeted everyone in the Hall of Souls, and cast a spell to release Lu Zijin, Chen Qingqiao, Xiao Ni'er, Gui Fudo and You Lao.

"What kind of ghost is this? The temple master intentionally harms people."

The brilliance of the few people was shining, and Lu Zijin resisted the blows of the severe cold and wind. He realized that it was the master who played tricks, deliberately not informing them in advance, and wanted to give them a bad impression.

Zhang Wenfeng laughed, and handed the small black drum in his hand to Chen Qingqiao. The remnant souls of Mo Shu and the five people had already been hidden in the drum, and the reincarnation would be more than enough. not on.

Holding the snare drum in both hands, Chen Qingqiao thanked him gratefully. This adventure became more and more bizarre.

Little Ni'er's dragon air was flowing, not affected by the wind, and he looked around curiously: "Master Guanzhu, is this the realm of the underworld? It doesn't feel like it. The wind is so strong that even a third-level ghost cultivator can't help it, let alone a newcomer." The soul of death was directly blown out by the dark wind."

She asked right away.

"Welcome to the extraterritorial battlefield. The thick clouds in the sky carefully hide the extraterritorial demons."

You Lao solved the mystery in one go, and looked to the northwest in the distance.There were sounds of fighting.

Chapter 879

The sudden appearance of a group of humans and demon cultivators dispelled the siege of a group of ghost cultivators by more than ten demons.

Five scarred ghost cultivators with black air overflowing formed a defensive ghost formation, holding ghost guns and dark knives on guard to stare at the uninvited visitor parked three miles away. Accidents may happen at any time on the battlefield outside the territory.

The grotesque demons floating in mid-air also looked back, they found Meng Mei mixed in the crowd of demon cultivators, their eyes were so greedy, how could they be willing to leave?

You Mengchang glanced at the dying demons, and said, "Master Donkey, it's up to you."

Lu Zijin waved his hands in a flash, and shouted, "Look at it." A silver thunderball appeared out of nowhere like raindrops without warning, covering hundreds of feet in size and exploding.

He has a lot of experience in attracting the opponent's attention with himself, and at the same time performing sneaky attacks with insidious tricks.

His lightning method evolved from the comprehension of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lightning Falling Technique. With his exquisite lightning control technique, he can trap the opponent in a large area by surprise for a moment, creating favorable conditions for the subsequent ferocious ultimate move.

It is extremely rare for a ghost cultivator who repairs Yin Lei to appear occasionally on the battlefield outside the territory.

What's more, Lu Zijin's blazing sun thunder has a restraining effect on ghost cultivators and extraterrestrial demons, and its killing power is not so great.

The three extraterritorial celestial demons who were trapped in the thunder light and struggled screamed in pain. The other celestial demons who escaped from the thunder light, and the celestial demons who were taken aback by the lightning, scattered like birds and beasts. The thick dark clouds disappeared, and no one would lose their minds and think about staying and fighting to the death.

He could hear all kinds of loud noises erupting one after another from below, and the demons who were peeping from dozens of miles nearby fled as far as they could.

The living environment of the foreign battlefield is equally unfriendly to the ghost cultivators who go out to practice and the demons who hunt for wild food.

If anyone has no eyesight, it will be difficult to see the Mingyue the next day.

The five ghost cultivators were so frightened that they hurriedly retreated back cautiously. The thick black air wafting from their bodies formed a rotating shield. A group of living creatures appeared out of nowhere, and they were more ferocious than a well-trained team of ghost soldiers. Quickly sent out the summoning ghost charm for help again.

Lu Zijin waved his hand and ingested a finger-sized dark magic core that was entwined with lightning, and complained: "You guys are going too far, and each of you grabs the loot faster than the other, can you tell me some rules of the world?"

He almost didn't catch any of the heavenly demons he trapped with his insidious tricks.

The swarm of attacks directly took away the three heavenly demons in a wave, and he didn't have time to enjoy it. With his current wealth, he really didn't care about whether the magic core was black or not like ordinary stones.

Xiao Ni'er held a magic core that was killed by her and Gui Fudo's joint efforts, and said with a smile: "Isn't it said that whoever killed it counts as who? Brother Lu, don't be ignorant of good and evil, we are helping you to destroy it." To kill demons, to be a demon, you must know how to be grateful. Master Guanzhu, is this the truth?"

Zhang Wenfeng didn't try to grab credit, there are more wolves than meat, he still has face, and smiled: "You are right!"

Chen Qingqiao laughed and threw the magic core at Lu Zijin who was staring at Lu Zijin who retorted silently. He didn't care about the mere loot, so he helped out when his hands were itchy. , said: "If the devils that appear in our world are easy to kill like this, there will be no devils."

Lu Zijin waved the demon core back and said, "I heard it's a different kind. The ones that haunt the human world are called 'you demons', and they intersect with extraterritorial celestial demons."

You Mengchang stretched out his hand and cut off the magic core that seemed to be pushed around by no one, he didn't consciously put the magic core away, and looked at the magic core in Xiao Ni'er's hand with a smile.

Little Ni'er hurriedly hid the combat items, not afraid of being stolen by thieves, but afraid of being missed by thieves, and asked the old man to help remove the marks in her body. When you are free, ask Master Guanzhu for help.

"If the extraterritorial celestial demons appear in the world of the lower world, they are also a trouble. They come and go invisible, good at controlling the soul, and can affect the monks' inner demons. The environment is different, and they are very difficult to deal with. Even in the extraterritorial battlefield, you must be careful. Guard, celestial demons The cold poison is very sinister, and it is impossible to guard against."

Zhang Wenfeng explained a few words, and looked at a group of murderous Yin soldiers flying from a distance.

"Where do you come from?"

Ten misty, faceless Yin soldiers controlled ghost beasts and stopped a few miles away, protecting the five ghost cultivators. The leader of the Yin soldiers shouted and asked.

Zhang Wenfeng showed the arrow-shaped ghost card engraved with ghost heads and the terracotta rune figurines, and the attitude of the yin soldiers on the opposite side changed drastically.

"Shua!"

The ten Yin soldiers raised their spears and raised their guns in a neat line in a solemn salute. "The fifth hall is guarding the outer battlefield, Captain Geji, the fifteenth patrol team, and I have seen the Talisman Envoy!"

The Yin soldier captain already knew who the human monk on the opposite side was.

Decades ago, the mysterious human being who had been on the battlefield outside the territory for more than ten years was the guest of the deputy commander of Jiuming, and it was said that he had a close relationship with the Han Palace. "Captain Geji, you are welcome."

Zhang Wenfeng bowed his hands in return, exchanged a few words, and did not refuse the escort request of the Yin soldiers.

Flying over thousands of miles of wild mountains, the party walked into Gucheng, a heavily guarded stronghold.

Lu Zijin, Xiao Ni'er, Gui Fudo, and Chen Qingqiao looked curiously at the ghost town streets and all kinds of strange ghosts along the way. Not everyone has the experience of traveling to foreign battlefields like this. The monks will not let go of anyone who can open up Opportunities to broaden your horizons.

You Mengchang has lived here for more than ten years, and the voice transmission told several commentators that he has already agreed with Lu Zijin and Xiao Ni'er, so he is interested in being a guide.

Under the surprised gazes of countless ghost cultivators and ghosts, a strange team came straight to the gate of Jiuming's palace and mansion located in the valley of the city.

Showing the ghost card, he went up to ask the gatekeeper Guixiu, Zhang Wenfeng secretly said that it was not a coincidence that Nine Lives had been in retreat for three years, and the captain of the Yin Bing didn't know the situation.

He must go to the site of the fifth hall as soon as possible. There are hundreds of thousands of mortals living in the small ghost domain of the Soul Suppressing Hall. He cannot delay for too long. Except for the lack of dry food and drinking water, he has to protect the mortals every day. Accidents, it's not good to drag a good event into a bad one.

"Hey, Zhang Daoyou, when did you come, please come in quickly."

A thick young ghost cultivator came out from the side door, and greeted warmly with his hand.

Zhang Wenfeng cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Brother Weiyan, sorry for the trouble, when did you come to serve in the foreign battlefield?" He saw the ghost card of the Yinbing Patrolman hanging from the waist of the fifth-level ghost cultivator who was the former Tutu Lord, and laughed. Follow to the side door.

Lu Zijin saw the Yin soldiers who escorted them salute Wei Yan respectfully, he tugged on the old man You, and said via voice transmission: "Wherever the Lord goes, there are acquaintances and friends."

"This is just a small character who runs errands. The Lord knows a lot of powerful masters."

Yumeng Chang Hehe transmits voice.

What he was referring to was Bao Yao, a seventh-level ghost cultivator from Jiuming and Hanwang Palace.

Wei Yan said with a smile: "I have only been here for three years, and I am working under Lord Jiuming."

Zhang Wenfeng's heart moved, and he asked via sound transmission: "Senior Brother Jiuming is going to break through?"

"Yeah, he got a new opportunity, and he has accumulated enough cultivation base. It is estimated that he will be in seclusion for several decades. Master Bao Yao sent me to help with some daily official duties, and let me come here to experience some experience."

Wei Yan didn't hide anything from Zhang Guanzhu, and said: "If you need to use the road to go to the fifth hall site, just tell me, you don't need to be polite." "Very good, very good."

Zhang Wenfeng was relieved, and followed Weiyan to the hall to sit down.

After staying in Gucheng for less than half a day, in the evening, Wei Yan accompanied Zhang Wenfeng to the cold mist of the back mountain, and came to the passage of the fifth hall. , Forcibly breaking into the passage will lead to a miserable death.

"Take care of yourself!"

"Take care dude!"

Zhang Wenfeng walked into the dark passage alone.

It's cold and sticky, and ghosts are haunting.

The black underworld ghost card hanging from his waist emits a faint black light, which makes it easy for him to step over the mysterious and magnificent gate of ghosts at the end of the dark light rotation, and arrive at the fifth hall of the underworld, which is full of yin.

Zhang Wenfeng subconsciously looked towards the top of the mountain in the distance, and there stood a vague figure in a white robe and crown, with fluttering robes.

"Brother, come here!"

Bai Wuchang waved and smiled, he had been waiting for a long time.

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Chapter 880

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, he didn't summon Bai Wuchang in advance this time, and he didn't go to the battlefield outside the territory for a long time, so why did he wait for him here?Zhang Wenfeng flew to the top of the mountain more than ten li away, bowed his hands and saluted: "Come to disturb Brother Bai's quietness again."

Bai Wuchang smiled and helped, straight to the point: "Brother, Mr. Cuifu wants to see you, ask me if you have time?" Almost the same as the first time, both of them laughed.

Brother Zhang has a lot of face, he had to be summoned by Lord Cui twice, and he was very politely sent to invite him.

Zhang Wenfeng felt relieved, Mr. Cui Fu was in charge of the Book of Life and Death, and as a "little judge" he nominally belonged to the fifth palace, it was not surprising to know his arrival, maybe he already knew that he came with "important gifts".

"Brother Bai, please, don't keep Mr. Cui waiting for too long."

"Brother Zhang, please stand still and wait for me to use the technique of 'Ghost Gate Transport' to hurry."

A few simple greetings, Bai Wuchang's wide sleeves rolled up, the wind swirled, the sky was dark, the two disappeared on the top of the mountain in the blink of an eye, the road was too far away, and they cast spells twice on the way, and it took some time to arrive at a vast black jade field , the black air surged ahead, and there was a majestic and solemn dark palace looming.

Adjusting his robes, Zhang Wenfeng followed Bai Wuchang, walking through layers of mist as if surrounded by layers of substance, climbed up the high steps, and came to the main hall that he hadn't entered last time.

Bai Wuchang did not step into the main hall rashly, bowed his hands outside the door and said, "My lord, Daoist Zhang please come."

Lord Cui's voice came from the depths of the hall: "Bian, bring Taoist Zhang in."

Bai Wuchang was stunned for a moment, and immediately came to his senses, turned his body sideways and stretched out his hand to ask, wondering in his heart why Fu Jun wanted Brother Zhang?Seems to have something to do with him.

Stepping over the high threshold and entering the deep hall, the phantom disappeared in a flash.

Zhang Wenfeng felt that he had entered a small world, surrounded by open space, with a thin gray-white mist flowing on the ground, and shining jewels in the sky. Cui Yu, who was dressed in a splendid red robe, was sitting on a high platform directly in front of him, leaning on the armrest of an official chair with one hand, and holding a bag in the other. Roll black thin book.

"Zhang Wenfeng, Taoist Priest of Xianling Temple, pays homage to Mr. Cuifu."

"Daoist Zhang, don't be too polite."

Cui Yu had a businesslike look, unlike the last time when he called "Xiaoyou Zhang" kindly, with a dignified face and a stern smile, he gave a little help with one hand, without politeness or superfluous nonsense, and directly said things: "Today afternoon, the government noticed that life and death were not easy. There is a change, I checked it, and found that it was Taoist Zhang who led tens of thousands of dead souls from the Yanyuan Secret Realm into the Nether Realm. The government specially asked Bian to go to the passage to wait for you. Congratulations, you have completed a fairy tale passed down from the fairy world 2000 years ago. An act of kindness."

As he spoke, a smile appeared on his face, and he cupped his hands in congratulations.

Bai Wuchang, who listened respectfully, was stunned for a moment, and then he clenched his fists to suppress the ecstasy in his heart.

He couldn't believe that Brother Zhang had done that kind deed without making a sound.

No wonder Fu Jun asked him to stay and listen. At the beginning, he was the one who gave Brother Zhang a temporary status as a ghost messenger, which made Fifth Hall and Brother Zhang have a good relationship. As the guide, he should give him a little bit of soup.

The benevolent deed of thousands of dead souls is still a major event that the immortal greeted through the oracle.

There must be a real benefit in assigning it to him.

Old Hei has regretted it many times, saying that he was obsessed with ghosts and did not know people. If he knew that he had missed a great contribution this time, he would probably be so angry that he would hit the wall.

Zhang Wenfeng hurriedly clasped his hands and bowed slightly: "My lord praises you, Zhang was lucky enough to make a contribution, and thanks to the dark energy ring bestowed by Lord Bai, Zhang was able to open the gate of ghosts and escape in time, leaving the collapsed Yanyuan secret realm."

Drinking water does not forget the well digger, he is really grateful to Bai Wuchang, who has helped him many times before and after.

Everyone carried the bridal sedan chair, and took the opportunity to repay Lao Bai's favour.

Bai Wuchang almost turned his mouth into a smile, Brother Zhang is so good at talking, it's interesting, he hurriedly bowed his hands and said humbly: "It's Zhang Daoyou's blessing, and the merits of being a low-level official are not worth mentioning."

Cui Yu nodded his head slightly to show his approval, and continued: "Daoist Zhang, I'm here to ask you on behalf of His Majesty, for your great achievements, the Fifth Hall will ask the Immortal for your praise, and there are three rewards for you Choice, one is to give you merits and elixir, and there will be nothing wrong with advancing to the sixth level within three years after taking it;

"The second is to add a layer of phantom streamer to your merit canopy to achieve a double canopy; the third is to give you a life-defying pill, no matter what kind of disaster you suffer, it can guarantee you to be reborn once, and your cultivation will be fully restored. , the boundary is not lost."

Any of these three rewards is a great opportunity for any monk.