The male protagonist, he doesn’t follow the script [Quick Transmigration]

Xia Yi suddenly floated back to the small room where Jiangchen's coffin was, and was about to call Tan Jiuzhang to take a look at it, but saw that in just a few seconds—the blackness on Jin Guangli's face had faded.

He stood up again, his face was rosy, and wisps of purple-black mist appeared out of thin air and merged into his body.

Obviously, he somehow absorbed Baihushan's energy and repaired himself.

Jin Guangli wiped the wound on his chest casually, and the wound returned to smooth skin as if it had been wiped off.He turned a blind eye to Tan Jiuzhang's attack - lightning strikes and flames hit him like marbles, hardly causing any damage - and ran straight to the corridor.

"Damn!"

Xia Yi cursed angrily, stepped forward, and attacked Jin Guangli from the side.

However, Jin Guangli didn't know when sharp nails had grown on the ten fingers of his hands.

With a wave of his sharp claws, he casually picked up the shelf by the door and threw it at Xia Yi.

Xia Yi flashed sideways, and Jin Guangli took the opportunity to run into the corridor.

When Xia Yi attacked, Tan Jiuzhang was accumulating strength in his hands, and at this moment a thunder of Taiyi Zhusha struck at Jin Guangli's vest.

The other party was hit by the thunder, and a deep wound was opened on the back, but it immediately began to repair.

And Jin Guangli didn't even stop to pay attention to his injury, but ran two more steps directly by the impact, and suddenly slapped the wall heavily.

The sound of machinery running came from behind the wall.

Xia Yi's heart trembled, and he looked back at Tan Jiuzhang: "Those jars!"

"not good!"

Tan Jiuzhang opened his eyes wide and hurriedly said, "I'll chase him! Go back and look at the coffin!"

In fact, Xia Yi hasn't fully figured out the various joints, but his trust in Tan Jiuzhang made him instinctively run back——

In the small room, the coffin containing the generals emitted a faint orange light.

A hole was opened in the wall, and the sound of mechanical operation came out of it, followed by jars they had seen one after another, appearing from the hole.

Like a perfect assembly line, the jars were automatically opened one by one, with the mouths of the jars facing down, and a mass of translucent, mercury-colored gelatinous matter was thrown out, falling down onto the lid of the coffin.

Silver spots of light slowly lit up on the coffin lid.Groups of converging points of light are connected by thin silver lines.

It's like a sketch of constellations in the universe that are forcibly linked together by human beings with strange imagination.

Those "stars" lit up one by one as clusters of silver colloid fell.

The jelly and the "stars" merged into one, and then the invulnerable Nine Star Diamond Wood allowed them to pass through the coffin lid and merge into the transparent crystal.

Xia Yi's face was ugly: "Sacrifice."

Three souls and seven souls.Taiguang, Shuangling, Youjing; Tianchong, Linghui, Qi, Strength, Center, Jing, and Ying.

Turn into "stars" that light up one by one in order.

The ghost king didn't care about anything else, and forced out his original Yin energy to attack the wall that kept spitting out the jars.However, as soon as the thunder hit the wall, it seemed that an invisible and soft barrier opened its mouth to completely swallow the impact.And the coffin and the wall behind it were unscathed.

Unable to attack hard, he raised his hand again, and a ball of black flame fell on the coffin lid, which was exactly the essence of Fengdu's fire.

However, when this powerful flame of extreme hatred touched the Nine-Star Vajra Wood, it immediately weakened.

Xia Yi was disappointed, and the flame stubbornly and tremblingly burned again.

His eyes lit up, and he simply threw balls of flames down.

Fengdu Fire Essence is not ordinary, although it doesn't have the ability to burn dry wood and fire quickly, but at least it can lick the nine-star diamond wood with flames like ants moving house.

But in the end - judging by this speed, burning for several hours may not be able to burn the coffin.

Xia Yi was anxious.

Through the transparent crystal on the coffin lid, he suddenly saw the person lying inside shrouded in pale silver light, with a ferocious scorpion-shaped mark crawling on his cheek, exactly the same as the one on Jin Guangli's face.

The souls that fell into the coffin nourished the bodies of the generals.His skin became plump and shiny, and his momentum was almost visible to the naked eye.

If the evil Jin Guangli hadn't been dealt with yet, another legendary level monster general appeared, it would be troublesome.

However, he soon noticed that after Jiangchen's face was slowly full, the scorpion marks on his cheeks glowed red, and then the silver light dimmed instantly, Jiangchen unconsciously frowned, and his complexion turned pale again.

The scorpion-shaped imprint has gradually turned red as the soul is poured into it.

After all the souls have been invested, only one point of the scorpion's tail has not turned red.

This is……

The ghost king finally connected all kinds of clues together.He immediately sent a voice transmission to Tan Jiuzhang who was running after Jin Guangli:

"Jin Guangli's ability and recovery speed come from the general! He tried to steal the aura of Baihu Mountain, but a mortal body cannot steal the aura of the blessed land of the secret realm, but Zongzu can! So he trapped the general in a coffin of nine-star diamond wood, and laid down The formation connects the luck of Baihu Mountain with the Zombie Ancestor, and sacrifices the soul to maintain the contract relationship with the general, and then he gradually transfers the plundered aura from the general - this is to use the general as a transit station for the aura! .”

This can finally explain the mystery of Feng Shui in the blessed land of the secret realm.

The white tiger seizes the dragon, and the cloud of Qi moves westward.

It stands to reason that the dragon is weak and the tiger is strong, and the feng shui of the secret realm is destroyed, and the spiritual energy can be seen.

However, in fact, the secret realm is still full of aura after so many years.To a large extent, it was the luck and spiritual energy of Baihu Mountain that was also transferred away!So it is still possible to pretend that the white tiger is bowing its head and the real dragon is in the sky.

At that time, the well-known Qiu Lan of Qiu Lan's family built a grave in his acupoint, trying to protect his family's luck with the blessing, but was blocked by the real dragon of the blessing, and finally failed.

But this Jin Guangli expects to have the entire fortune and spiritual power of the blessed land on him alone.

It is impossible to do it by ordinary means.

But if it is the ancestor general of the zombies, with his strength, he can withstand the aura of the secret realm.

I don't know how Jin Guangli came up with such a vicious method to set up such a big game, even the ancestor of the zombies could figure it out.

Tan Jiuzhang was in an inextricable fight with Jin Guangli. In just a few breaths, Jin Guangli had gone from being pressed and beaten by him to being able to fight him back and forth.

When Tan Jiuzhang heard Xia Yi's voice transmission, he was distracted for a while, but was grabbed by Jin Guangli's shoulder, causing a big wound.

He hissed, and while a tactic led thunder to smash the opponent into the floor, he took the time to quickly send a voice to Xia Yi:

"That is to say, the source is Baihu Mountain, and the transfer station is the general?"

"Yes. Sacrifice is the basis for maintaining the operation of the formation. Baihu Mountain—the coffin of the general—and Jin Guangli are all connected together. If you want to solve Jin Guangli, you must cut off his power supply. But now I have completely broken No coffin!"

Tan Jiuzhang threw out a dozen talismans and created a critical blow on Jin Guangli, gaining time to speak for a while.

His mind was spinning quickly:

"If you can't eliminate the generals who serve as a transfer station, what about Baihu Mountain? Baihu Mountain is the source... In this way, you can continue to see if the coffin can be broken. I will contact the Celestial Masters Association and ask them to help. Maybe everyone can work together to form an formation Break the formation on the other side of Baihu Mountain."

"White Tiger Mountain?"

Xia Yi thought of the image of the tiger-shaped air engine on Baihu Mountain that faintly leaked purple-black mist, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Okay, you should contact the Celestial Masters Association first—I will go directly to Baihu Mountain!"

"Wait—" Tan Jiuzhang dodged Jin Guangli, who was getting stronger every second, and hurriedly sent back the sound transmission, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Don't think about it, you little bastard. The general must be watched. Jin Guangli People are too evil, who knows if there are other tricks in that coffin?"

"Understood, I will take the coffin with me."

After Xia Yi finished speaking, he directly lifted the coffin with Yin Qi, and left through the door of Jin Guangli's bedroom.

Out of this room, immediately the wall is no longer impenetrable to the genitals.

The ghost king whistled easily, held the coffin with one hand, disappeared from the 32nd floor, and fell down from the top!

There is a distance of seven or eight kilometers from the mansion to Baihu Mountain, but for the ghost king, what he sees can be reached.He raised his eyes to look at the terrifying white tiger aura on the top of the mountain at the moment, his figure swayed slightly, and he stood on the white tiger mountain in a blink of an eye.

During the day, this white tiger cloud is full of aura, but at this moment, under Jin Guangli's forceful urging, the purple mist around it is full of yin.

At this moment, the white tiger lowered its eyes slightly, and a pair of purple empty eyes stared ferociously at the tiny ghost king at its feet.

Even if you are the king of ghosts, you can't compete against the mighty power of heaven and earth, the blessed land of the secret realm!

However, Xia Yi laughed.

Although he can't fight against Baihu Mountain by himself, but the so-called ghost king, how can he be called a ghost king if he doesn't become a king?

After getting rid of Jin Guangli's room where the genitals could not move through, he immediately felt unrestrained.

He let go of all the aura, and the cold Yin Qi swept away towards the surroundings. The strong pressure even caused the spiritual energy on the White Tiger Mountain to clash with the Yin Qi, creating cloud and air vortices.

After a few breaths of effort, a group of lonely and wild ghosts trembled and came under the strong pressure of the ghost king.

Xia Yi scanned, and there were twenty or thirty of them.

But not enough.

He frowned: "Only you?"

Among the dark ghosts, one boldly said to the ghost exuding a terrifying aura, "Here, this is a blessed land. The aura is strong and the yin is weak. It's good to have us here."

The Ghost King glanced critically, dissatisfied.But with only these ghosts, what can he do?

Will use it.

"You guys, according to my order, set up a formation."

Those ghosts looked at each other with embarrassment.

They are different from this one. They were just ordinary people before they were alive, and they are ordinary ghosts after death. They don’t know how to use magic.

Let them line up?

Some ghosts even secretly speculated whether the boss was looking for a reason to devour them, deliberately making things difficult for others... No, ghosts.

"Well, you... you said, we should have followed, but we ghosts don't understand formations..." The ghost who was the first to answer before made a trembling objection.

Xia Yi was a little irritable.If he delays here for a minute, the pressure on Tan Jiuzhang will be even greater.Baihu Mountain is the source of Jin Guangli's power. If the spiritual power is continuously sent to him, even if he transforms it with a general, it will be lost. Who knows how powerful that thing that is neither human nor zombie will become after a while?

"Let go of your souls, and I will tell you how to set up the formation." He said impatiently, pouring a cloud of Yin Qi into all the ghosts and souls.

Those ghosts felt a burst of despair: it's over, it's over, it's going to be swallowed!If it wasn't for the fact that this person's aura is too strong, if they don't respond, they will be out of their wits, who would take the risk?

Thick black air flows through their translucent soul bodies, but there is no pain.

The leading ghost blinked his eyes, and before he had time to ask, he felt a burst of soreness in his head, as if someone was cramming something into it desperately.

He held his head and howled, noticing the same for the other ghosts around him.

However, this is not harmful, he suddenly acquired a lot of bits and pieces of knowledge, about formations, formation eyes, the relationship between Fengshui and formations...

These made him pleasantly surprised before he even had time to complain.

——Completely, completely is a field that he longs for but is impossible to touch.

However, the ghost king who looked irritable and headstrong in front of him didn't say anything that the professor gave them.No matter what his purpose is, at least, the ghost is full of gratitude now.

"According to what I said, set up the formation, I have marked the position of the formation in your empty heads."

The grumpy Ghost King snorted and looked at them impatiently.

This time, none of the ghosts had any objections. They floated away spontaneously like black garbage bags that knew each other, and then landed at the corresponding positions, forming a complex formation.

The moment the last one landed on the position, the powerful ghost king floated up, all the way up from the position of the formation eye, and suspended in the air.

He kicked the general's coffin into the center of the formation, rolled around twice and stopped moving.

The wind on Baihu Mountain is very strong.

Or, it wasn't the wind, it was the airflow formed by the crazily drawn and circulated aura.

The ghost king still looks like the ancient costume hundreds of years ago, with a blue face.The yin energy that formed around him in elegant robes was stirred up in the air current.

He was suspended among the vortexes, on the top of the mountain, and the purple white tiger stared down at him, opened its mouth wide, and showed a roaring posture.

——This seems to be the signal before the war begins.

far away.

The celestial masters who were awakened by Tan Jiuzhang in the middle of the night, who came to the meeting, urgently transferred the bus and rushed to the secret realm at lightning speed.

Now the tiger-shaped air cloud on the White Tiger Mountain is no longer like at dusk, the two celestial masters can't see clearly without the support of Xia Yi and Tan Jiuzhang.

At this moment, Bai Huyun, I am afraid that even ordinary people can see it clearly.

The vice-chairman of the Celestial Masters Association sat at the front of the bus, looking at the air machine in the distance through the front windshield, the veins on his neck were bulging, and he kept yelling "speed up" at the driver, while looking at the air machine in the phone. The people from the Meteorological Bureau spoke quickly and authentically:

"...Seize the opportunity! Make up a noun for a special climate before ordinary people post it on the Internet!...Yes! Who cares about the special climate! Make up one!..."

At this moment, a master in the back seat patted him on the shoulder.

"Why?" The vice president, who was in a bad mood, said in an aggressive tone.

"Look." The celestial master pointed his eyes straight at the White Tiger Mountain in the distance.

The vice president suddenly turned his head to look.

A tiny black shadow stood in the air, while the huge white tiger lowered its head and opened its mouth wide.

"Damn it!...Where's my Quick-acting Jiuxin Pill?" The vice-chairman clutched his chest, "Is that the ghost king? Pray that no sleepless people watch the moon in the middle of the night, otherwise we will ask the Meteorological Bureau to make up a reason for this Fork over!"

He yelled, but no one answered him.

Everyone looked nervously into the distance.

"Can he do it?" A celestial master asked in a low voice, "That's a mysterious energy. According to Du celestial master, it was the gold boss who barely absorbed it with his generals, and he has absorbed it for so many years... No matter what the ghost king is, he will not There will be the strength of Zombie Ancestor."

No one dared to answer.

Because the answer is not very optimistic no matter what they think, but they pray from the bottom of their hearts to be more optimistic.

Thinking about the secret realm they have been guarding for so many years, it has already been stolen by people to give birth to fierce tigers, and all the celestial masters with official backgrounds are almost blinded.

It's a pity that there is nothing to do at this moment except pray that the ghost king will be stronger and hold on for a while-at least until they rush over to help.

The elders of the Du family were exhausted physically and mentally, and desperately prayed that the ghost king would kill Baihu and that nothing would happen to Du Chengyuan.

That's the heir they picked out with great difficulty—however, a young celestial master, how can he be against a magically modified zombie backed by the entire secret realm?

The master of Zhengyuan Temple kept fiddling with the beads in his hand at an abnormally fast speed.

All the monks began to chant scriptures and pray for blessings with him. Originally, they were reciting the Shurangama Sutra. After reading a few lines, they realized that it was used to destroy demons. Xia Yi could barely be counted among demons, so he stopped, embarrassed After a while, the group changed to the "Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra".

Under the watchful eyes of all the celestial masters on the bus that was speeding 110 kilometers, the black shadow in the distance moved.

Ghost King Ping stood in mid-air, he watched the tiger's head bite him, his expression was unprecedentedly calm.

"Get up!"

He drank high.

The improvised ghosts below put all their strength together, and began to release their Yin Qi according to the content they were taught to sharpen their guns.

The originally lavender Qi suddenly surged with thick jet black.

A ray of black-purple light shuttled among the ghosts below, connecting their weak yin energy into a thread, converging into the eye of the formation, and then going upwards to the ghost king in the midair.

At this moment, the eye-catching tiger let out a faint roar like thunder, and its sharp teeth bit down on the tiny black shadow!

Xia Yi opened his arms, feeling the endless yin energy looping around each other under the effect of the formation, and filling his soul and body.

In his illusory blue-black hands, a knife made of Yin Qi was transformed out of thin air!

Billowing black air hovered over it.

However, the strange thing is that such a resentful creation has a thin golden light attached to the top.

It was the product of Xia Yi's meritorious deeds.

It really doesn't take advantage of Yin Qi against the spiritual energy of the secret realm.Xia Yi didn't know what to do, and the only thing he could do was to try his best to fight for God not to be partial.

Seeing the purple tiger head swooping towards him, Xia Yi didn't think much of it. He tightly held the half-human-high broadsword made of Yin Qi with both hands, and with all his might, started from the back of his head, with both arms Swing into a full arc——

The billowing black air intersected with the sharp purple teeth.

Both sides have no entity and therefore no sound.Only a group of people on the speeding car in the distance could see that at the moment when the smudges of black and purple merged, the air cloud of Baihu Mountain suddenly surged like a pot of boiling soup.

Explosive cyclones bounced on the top of the mountain, but to the celestial masters, it was more like tossing on their heart valves. Density gas bombs are at risk of bursting at any time.

Xia Yi held on in mid-air.

His soul body holds a big knife, firmly resisting the pressure from top to bottom.

His Yin Qi was swept away bit by bit by the surging spiritual power spewing out of the white tiger's dense mouth.

Even the origin of Yin Qi belonging to the ghost king trembled.

This made the ghost king feel weak.

……not enough.

This is not enough.

He took a hard breath and looked up into the white tiger's empty purple eyes.

And the shrimp soldiers and crab generals composed of lonely souls and wild ghosts below have begun to wail, shouting that they can't support the king.

...Your Majesty is tall.

He cursed in a daze.

I'm not a bandit.

In Tianjian Hotel.

Tan Jiuzhang, who was fighting with Jin Guangli, suddenly felt a palpitation, and Jin Guangli, who was getting stronger every second, punched him into the wall when he was distracted.

He "poohed" a mouthful of blood, and saw Jin Guangli's laughing face in his swollen eyes.

"... Winners and losers! What can you celestial masters do? What can Zombie Ancestor do? I have the luck of the entire secret realm, you can't hurt me, but I can easily crush you to death!"

He walked towards Tan Jiuzhang, but the latter could only barely block the Taiyi Tiangang sacrificial offering stove in front of him.

He didn't care about the danger approaching in front of him, and anxiously, he almost used all his remaining spiritual energy on sound transmission:

"Little bastard? Xia Yi?"

The identities of the ghost king and the celestial master gave them the convenience of contact.One person and one ghost have long had a communication channel bound to each other, but at this moment, the feeling of weakness from the other side made Tan Jiuzhang very anxious.

The ghost king is resisting Bai Huyun's huge mouth.

The knife condensed by the Yin Qi has gradually become unable to hold on, and has begun to become shorter and smaller.And what Xia Yi was more worried about was that if he himself weakened, the lonely ghosts caught temporarily below might run away immediately.

At this moment, a distant and illusory voice came from the channel in his heart, calling him a little bastard.

Xia Yi blinked his eyes on the body made of Yin Qi with difficulty, suspecting that he was hallucinating.

It was several kilometers away, which was already beyond the range of sound transmission.

But the voice called him persistently: "Xia Yi? Can you answer me?"

"Assistant Tan?" Ghost King was taken aback for a moment, and responded with difficulty.

On the top floor of Tianjian Hotel, Tan Jiuzhang finally heaved a sigh of relief, and sideways avoided Jin Guangli's claws.

"On your side?"

"Not very good." Xia Yi smiled wryly in his heart, "It is indeed the white tiger cloud formed by the secret realm's own qi. The yin qi of me and a bunch of little ghosts will be sucked dry, and I will die, Assistant Tan. If it is judged by the system to activate The protection program forcibly brought it back to the main world, and my fame in this life will be over."

"..."

Jin Guangli has become invulnerable through continuous strengthening, and his physical strength is estimated to be between that of Zombie Zu, and his attack power has become more and more astonishing.Tan Jiuzhang is almost left and right, and the stock of talismans is already in a hurry.

He tried his best to dodge, but still struggled to maintain the voice transmission with Xia Yi:

"... That's a secret realm. Don't carry it yourself! Use the power of heaven and earth against the power of heaven and earth! Little fool, in this kind of world, is the way of heaven just for fun?"

Xia Yi was startled, and looked up at Baihu's ferocious eyes.

The power of heaven and earth?

The author has something to say:

Hey, I originally wanted to clean up Baihushan Qiyun today, but the number of words exploded hahaha.

Is my Xia Yi handsome?Kill the boss completely tomorrow, um.

It should be the end of the day after tomorrow, and a new world will open O(∩_∩)O~

The new world is a modern campus with heavy emotional lines.