Chapter 648 Painted Skin Rakshasa Enters the Immortal City
The Lord of Ghost Fire used three ghost spells in succession, almost without any interval, so fiercely and quickly that the Earthly Evil God could not even fight back and was severely injured.
However, such a record made Guihuo Mansion Lord solemn.
He did severely injure the Lord of Wangchuan's soul, but judging from the leaked aura, the foundation of the Earthly Evil God was not just His body, but also a part that was connected to the formation here.
In this way, let alone a serious blow, even if the Earthly Evil God was completely annihilated, the latter would be derived from this formation and from these huge amounts of turbid air in the Earth's lungs.
Sure enough, in the next moment, a huge column of turbid air was madly infused into the body of the Earthly Evil God.
The evil and filthy god suddenly raised his head, as if a long drought had finally brought rain.
First, his empty chest quickly filled up with foul air. Then, the charred surface quickly peeled off, revealing a new body with stronger defense underneath. Finally, he roared to the sky, shaking the battlefield, and bursting out with a magnificent and terrifying momentum.
"As long as the turbid air is inexhaustible, the turbid spirit will never die." The voice of Lord Wangchuan came up through the surging turbid air, with a hint of leisure, and asked sarcastically and provocatively, "Yin Jiuzhu, can your fire burn away all the filth accumulated in the Nine Netherworlds for thousands of years?"
Yin Jiuzhu remained silent, sitting cross-legged on the scorched bone lotus, but he attacked frequently.
However, these ghost techniques only restrain the evil and filthy gods, and the focus of the attack is on the endless turbid air in the earth's lungs.
The ghost magic was repeatedly effective, breaking up most of the turbid air columns.
But the turbid air in the earth's lungs is endless. No matter how much you disperse and destroy, you can replenish it, even more than before!
The attack from the evil god of earth forced Yin Jiuzhu to sit on the lotus platform and fly continuously to evade it.
This was the first time that the Ghost Fire Lord was at a disadvantage since the battle began.
"Lord Wangchuan's Earthly Evil God is not very advanced in cultivation, and he has not yet mastered the divine field."
"But this great formation is deeply bound to him. We must eradicate the great formation, or at least destroy it, so that the turbid energy changes from infinite to finite, and only then can we resolve the Earthly Evil God."
"What exactly is this formation? I want to take a closer look..."
The Lord of Ghost Fire recognized the situation and used even more force to activate the Yin Crow Ghost Pupil Candle.
The candle was black and shiny, and the flame was shaped like a crow's head. The color of the flame was pitch black, but there were two spots of purple flame burning in the position of the eyes, as if there were two purple eyeballs embedded in it.
This strange fire can see through many appearances and reveal the inner mysteries to the Lord of Ghost Fire.
Just now, the Lord of Ghost Fire had already started to urge the attack, and now he increased the intensity, and finally completed this spying, helping him to see the truth.
The truth was revealed before his eyes, and even the Lord of Ghost Fire was surprised.
"This is the two-phase formation that connects the sky and the earth!"
"Among them, Tian Xiang is a celestial ghost who is born to perform the robbery ritual. He specializes in refining the skull of a celestial ghost and offering blood sacrifice to all living beings in exchange for the favor of the underworld and a great increase in his luck."
"The earth phase is a barrier to the turbid qi of the earth and lungs. It specifically draws the earth's qi, which is continuous and endless, and has a good effect of blocking the enemy."
It is worth mentioning that the Heavenly Ghost Transformation and Rebirth Ritual is a Confucianism, and the Earth Lung Turbid Air Surge Barrier Screen is an earth-based magic weapon, and both are not magic arrays.
The only magic array is the two-phase array that connects the sky and the earth. One of the characteristics of this magic array is that it can use spells, magic weapons and other things that are not magic arrays as two phases to combine into various different two-phase arrays that connect the sky and the earth.
The flame of the Yin Crow Ghost Pupil Candle swayed, changing the light and shadow, and it actually reflected a distant and blurry scene in the sea of consciousness of the Ghost Fire Lord - it was not the battlefield in front of him, but a sharp fairy city with towers standing on the surface of the Forgotten River.
It is the Immortal City of Wangchuan!
And in the deepest part of the fairy city, in the city lord’s mansion, there is a screen.
This screen was extremely large, a huge stone, more than ten feet thick and nearly a hundred feet long, like the fossilized spine of some creature.
There is a large amount of mud, lava, plant roots, etc. on the surface of the fossil spine, as well as many spirally twisted holes.
The boulder was deeply embedded in the earth, sucking the air from the lungs of the earth on a terrifying scale.
The turbid air in the lungs surges up to block the screen!
The flame of the Yin Crow Ghost Pupil Candle became slightly stronger, and the surface of the giant stone screen became illusory and blurred, revealing more of the truth inside.
The Lord of Ghost Fire Mansion immediately saw that there were seventy-two tuberculosis tuberculosis in the huge stone screen.
Each tuberculosis nodule is as big as an adult's head. Its shape is irregular but ellipsoidal, and it pulsates slightly like a living organ.
The Ghost Fire Lord was speechless.
Good job!
Lord Wangchuan's preparations were too thorough.
This barrier that blocks the turbid air in the lungs is the earth phase, but it is not here on the battlefield, but hidden far away in the Immortal City of Wangchuan.
Normally, such an important magic weapon is the core of the earth formation and cannot be separated from the formation itself.
But the two-phase formation connecting heaven and earth is special.
The scope of this formation is often extremely vast. It can be said that it deserves the name of connecting the sky and the earth.
Moreover, Lord Wangchuan was around the Heavenly Aspect at this time, so it was only natural for him to activate the Earthly Aspect Array. He could also use the Earthly Aspect to boost the Heavenly Aspect!
The Ghost Fire Lord thought to himself, "Many of the cultivators who are in charge of this great formation connecting heaven and earth have been killed, causing the formation to operate slowly."
"In addition, the Tianxiang Formation also contains the Guixu Finger, the Silent Ghost Monk's natal Buddha Wheel, and the Wangchuan Underworld's Mansion Seal. These are also huge obstacles that hinder the operation of the formation."
"But this only interferes with the heavenly aspect and has little to do with the earth."
"To break the earth phase, we must start from Wangchuan Immortal City!"
Thinking of this, Lord Guihuo immediately understood that whether he could hinder Lord Wangchuan's path and defeat him did not lie in himself.
But——
"Painted Skin Rakshasa!" When the Ghost Fire Lord saw this, he suddenly realized that the previous divination was correct. The Painted Skin Rakshasa was arranged to the Wangchuan Immortal Mansion, which was the most crucial move.
The Lord of Ghost Fire used all his magic to try to contact Painted Skin Rakshasa and explained the situation.
At this time, Painted Skin Rakshasa was patrolling the outskirts of Wangchuan Fairy City, using magic to quietly observe the gate of the fairy city.
A round mirror hangs high above the gate of the fairy city.
This is an ancient bronze mirror, with a patina of iron grey and a bluish-red hue. The mirror surface is like dirty mercury, with gray-black quicksand swirling slowly and a pale green phosphorescence. On the back of the mirror is a relief of an eyeless judge stroking a scroll, with evil aura rising.
"This is the evil mirror."
"It's a bit troublesome to enter this city."
The Painted Skin Rakshasa sighed quietly.
This is because the normal reflection of this evil mirror is not even as good as that of an ordinary mirror, and it is all turbid. Its real function is to make living beings reveal their sins.
The green flames burned the mirror, blurring the skin of the person, revealing only the bones and soul. If there was any sin, there would be dark red marks, black blood mist, and cursed barbs.
The Painted Skin Rakshasa is an authentic demon cultivator who has killed countless people in his life. He likes to peel off the skin and make paintings, so he is naturally very sinful.
If ordinary disguise techniques were used, it would be impossible to blend in, and the mirror would definitely reveal the guilty identity.
However, Painted Skin Rakshasa was born as one of the greatest enemies of the Lord of Wangchuan, so naturally he had extraordinary means.
After observing for a while, she had figured out three methods that would allow her to sneak into the fairy city.
"Huh?!" Just when she was about to activate the magic to disguise herself, her mind trembled, a puff of smoke and a blurry candlelight seemed to appear and disappear, conveying the message of the Lord of Ghost Fire.
The Painted Skin Rakshasa's face suddenly changed.
"I see!"
"It seems that my side has become the most critical point."
"Haha, interesting."
Time was running out, so Painted Skin Rakshasa immediately changed his previous idea of taking it slow and rushed straight to the city gate.
A strong light suddenly burst out from the surface of the evil mirror!
The beam of pale green light shone on the Painted Skin Rakshasa's body, and in just a few breaths, countless faces flashed across the latter's face.
Men, women, young and old, happy and sad, all kinds of emotions.
"There is a monster!" The ghost general guarding the city shouted angrily. He directly mobilized the generals to control the giant crossbows in the city to shoot terrible arrows.
“Hehehe…” The Painted Skin Rakshasa laughed softly, a laughter that made people’s hair stand on end.
Her figure suddenly exploded and transformed into thousands of faces.
These masks, as thin as cicada wings, depicted men, women, young and old, demons and monsters. They immediately took shape and became lifelike. They swarmed in and swept across the city gate in an instant!
Puff puff puff…
The rain of arrows burst out from the top of the city wall, instantly piercing through countless faces. But the real body of Painted Skin Rakshasa had already jumped onto the top of the city wall and appeared behind the guard.
Soul-peeling claws!
The Painted Skin Rakshasa stretched out his right hand, which transformed into a scarlet bone claw! The tip of the claw flashed with a cold and resentful light, and silently pressed towards the back of the ghost general guarding the city!
The ghost general at the city gate didn't notice it and was immediately stabbed in the back by the Painted Skin Rakshasa, dying on the spot.
Without a guard, the defense of this city gate was greatly reduced.
The Painted Skin Rakshasa sneered, and his body shook again, bursting out with thousands of painted skins, with his real body hidden among them, and they rushed into the Wangchuan Fairy City together.
"Enemy attack!"
"Some Yuanying ghosts have died."
"Quickly release the Three Paths Miasma and activate the Three Paths Misleading Formation!"
Alarm bells rang throughout the city.
In order to achieve the century-long plan, the Lord of Wangchuan Mansion has mobilized almost all of his elite troops. Wangchuan Fairy City is the emptier it has ever been, so the guards and soldiers in the city have long been on edge.
The Painted Skin Rakshasa did not conceal his actions, and although he succeeded in breaking into the fairy city, it also immediately caused the Wangchuan Fairy City to react.
The three-colored miasma emanated from the ground and quickly spread throughout the city.
The Painted Skin Rakshasa's body was trudging through the miasma that reached up to its ankles and kept changing colors.
The Painted Skin Rakshasa held his breath, but even if the bodies just made contact, he would be hit and feel his soul drifting away.
Buzz...
The next moment, the entire fairy city emitted a low hum, and countless memorial stones embedded in the walls, eaves, and gaps between floor tiles lit up at the same time.
The Three Paths of Bewilderment Array is officially activated.
Painted Skin Rakshasa secretly maintained protective measures, but as he walked, he felt something was wrong.
"Where is this?"
"Which direction did I just come from?"
"I...what am I going to do?!"
She suddenly woke up with a chill in her heart, realizing that this magic circle could make her forget things quickly, lose important memories, and her mind would continue to sink.
She hastily activated various magic weapons, but all were ineffective.
With no other choice, she could only activate her main cultivation technique, and light flowed around her body, with painted skins constantly flashing.
The painted skin kept falling off, and its own energy was constantly consumed to offset the terrifying power of the Three Paths Bewitching Array.
The streets of the fairy city twisted and stretched in the miasma, as if there was no end. Painted Skin Rakshasa firmly believed and held on, regardless of the severe consumption of his own essence, and finally walked out of the area with the thickest miasma, and the majestic and towering City Lord's Mansion appeared in his sight.
Without any hesitation, she rushed along the bridge and headed straight for the City Lord's Mansion.
"Wait a minute, stranger. How about I give you a ride?" An old man steered a black-sailed boat, drifting in the miasma and standing in front of the Painted-Skin Rakshasa.
The old man held a paper lantern in his hand, emitting a pale light.
The Painted Skin Rakshasa rushed towards the old man without saying a word.
The old man sighed deeply, waved his sleeves, and threw out countless pieces of paper.
The paper expanded in the air, turning into human shapes, horse shapes, boat shapes, etc. Almost instantly, a fleet was formed.
The fleet was huge, blocking all directions of the Painted Skin Rakshasa's advance.
"Paper-making craftsman?" Painted Skin Rakshasa raised his eyebrows, sneered, and summoned hundreds of thousands of paper skins, rushing towards the fleet.
For a moment, shouts and cries of killing shook the sky.
The Painted Skin Rakshasa and the Duzhou Old Man were locked in a stalemate.
Offering sacrifices at the altar.
The Earthly Evil God was fighting with the Ghost Fire Lord, and although he was severely injured every time and was at a disadvantage almost all the time, he was able to use his endless Earthly Lung Qi to tie up a lot of the Ghost Fire Lord's energy.
The real body of the Lord of Wangchuan, who was hiding in a tributary of Wangchuan, suddenly showed a change of expression.
He received information that Wangchuan Fairy City was under attack, which described in detail how the Painted Skin Rakshasa broke into the city and was fighting with the old man in the paper boat.
“Not good.”
"The Painted Skin Rakshasa is indeed in my Immortal City."
"Although she was suppressed by the Immortal City's great formation, with her fighting power, Elder Zhizhou could only resist her for a while, but she couldn't stop her in the end."
The defense of Wangchuan Fairy City is very weak, and Lord Wangchuan does not have much confidence.
This situation forced him to make up his mind and take out a valuable treasure!
This magic weapon is a pair of scissors, only three feet long, made of ancient jade, which seems to be able to swallow light. The handles of the scissors are two dark dragons, with their mouths wide open and their fangs clasping the roots of the blades.
The blade is curved and covered with fine scales, like a dragon's spine.
There is always a condensed dark blue light flowing at the edge of the blade.
Dark Dragon Shears!
If he had not been forced to do so, Lord Wangchuan would never have taken out this magic weapon.
But now, he can only rely on this precious treasure to break the deadlock.
"The candlelight of the Nine Netherworlds will eventually burn out. Go." Lord Wangchuan threw out the Netherworld Dragon Shears.
When the scissors flew over the battlefield, the Ghost Fire Lord was horrified!
The scissors blade flashed with a dim light, pointed at the Ghost Fire Lord from a distance, and gently closed.
Click.
With a slight sound, the soul-sucking candle was cut in half, emitting countless snow-white light points. Then the candle flames faded and quickly went out, and the sound of weeping on the battlefield came to an abrupt end.
The body of the Lord of Ghost Fire shook.
Then, the Dark Dragon Scissors gently cut the Heart-Growing and Blood-Crying Candle again.
The dark red candle, which looked like bloody crystal, exploded directly, and the candle flame suddenly went out.
Yin Jiuzhu let out a muffled groan and suffered backlash.
His breath dropped suddenly, and he looked at the Dark Dragon Shears in disbelief, and growled in his heart: "Is this a national treasure?!"
He was in great danger, so he quickly reached out and grabbed the Hanyuan Ice Coffin Candle and threw it out.
The candle in the Hanyuan Ice Coffin disappeared quickly, and when it reappeared, it had turned into an ice coffin, covering the Nether Dragon Shears, freezing and suppressing it with all its strength!
The movements of the Dark Dragon Shears slowed down a lot, and this time they cut towards Yin Jiuzhu.
Alarm bells rang in Yin Jiuzhu's heart, and he felt the terrible crisis of death.
Lighting the candle on the road to the underworld!
His expression changed drastically, he no longer had the composure he had before, and he concentrated all his efforts on lighting the other precious candle, which produced a dim flame.
Under the light of the fire, space was opened up and a path was formed.
The Ghost Fire Lord did not hesitate at all. He directly controlled the Burnt Bone Lotus Platform, flew into the path, and fled in a panic!
Wangchuan Mansion Lord's main body also tried his best. His face was pale, and he almost lost contact with the Dark Dragon Shears, and could only let the magic weapon be sealed in the ice coffin.
The cost of activating this precious treasure is too huge!
Even though he was a god-transforming being, Lord Wangchuan was almost fainting from exhaustion.
He tried his best to gather all the water from the rivers and wrap his whole body with it. After doing this, he immediately fell into a deep sleep.
(End of this chapter)
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