Chapter 160 Chaos
Luo Xuanyi wanted a battle flag, preferably made of flesh and blood. With so many people in the Vegetable Market, plus the Ghost Market, it was Luo Xuanyi's ideal hunting ground.
She left her deadly aura on those people, clinging to them like spider silk, ready to move. Now that she saw the situation was not right, she was ready to harvest them!
In an instant, more than a hundred people were killed!
Their souls were successfully recovered by Luo Xuanyi along with the death energy, but this alone was not enough. Luo Xuanyi borrowed the corpses of hundreds of people and controlled the death energy to pull it towards the ghost market!
The excessively large number directly occupied the entrance to the Ghost Market, causing even greater ripples in the Ghost Market!
Luo Xuanyi manipulated the dead energy while vibrating the soul power in one breath to intensify the disruption of the ghost market! She already knew that the true form of the ghost market was similar to the magic of the Styx, so the method of breaking the way naturally came to her mind.
Yu Linghe used the Way of the Future to break through the Way, while Luo Xuanyi's treacherous Way was a similar Way. The two subtle points blended together, but it was extremely discordant, and the entire Ghost Market began to shatter violently!
Hundreds of corpses rolled into a giant ball, taking advantage of the chaos to rush into the ghost market. Luo Xuanyi drew out her magic knife and killed the shop owner with one blow! The death energy swept the entire counter into her body.
Luo Xuanyi rushed out of the store, her hands still trembling. Layers of deathly energy were attached to the life-stealing evil, enveloping the corpse ball, which then began to crush the streets of the ghost market!
Slate shattered! Roof tiles collapsed! Those evil cultivators who hadn't had time to transform were crushed along with the storefront beneath the corpse ball, transforming into even more powerful resentment and death energy that rushed into the corpse ball!
And those rare treasures that Luo Xuanyi had long coveted were all quietly collected by the rolling corpse ball.
"What's this?!"
"Has the Paper Arts Sect gone crazy?"
The evil cultivators, unaware of the truth, seemed to have no intention of stopping the corpse ball's rampage. They all tried to control their magic weapons to escape, but they didn't expect that the fluctuations in the entire space had distorted all spatial laws!
An evil cultivator couldn't help but jump up and down and curse, but the next second, he was horrified to find that his hand had uncontrollably pierced his chest, pinching his heart, and broke!
The expression on his face was obscured by the white paper, making it unclear. The evil cultivators around him could only hear him mumbling in a childish tone, "I told you not to curse! You're the one who's gone crazy."
The surrounding evil cultivators were suddenly horrified, staring at each other's white paper masks. But it was too late. Their movements suddenly stopped, and then quickly started rushing towards the corpse ball!
However, the moment their magic came into contact with the corpse ball, the Life-Stealing Evil, along with the death energy refined by the Ghost Art of All Evils, entangled them and attacked back. Several evil cultivators who raised ghosts and insects were the first to waile and kneel down on the ground. The cultivator who triggered the Life-Stealing Evil had extremely bad luck, and his magic avoided the other cultivators, causing even greater chaos!
White paper, white paper, white paper! More and more people wearing white paper masks poured out from nowhere, filling the streets! The white paper monk who was hit also staggered to his feet, but unlike the underground Gulan expected, he was not stitched up and recovered. Instead, he was wrapped in the corpse ball!
The white paper of the Styx magic is all human souls. This kind of thing is nothing but food for Luo Xuanyi!
"Aren't there only two monks? How did Huzhe let the monks sneak in? What kind of tricks are they using?" Gulan couldn't stay still any longer. He waved his hand to intercept the lights, which turned into two paper scissors and were about to cut towards the corpse ball in the ghost market!
"Zheng!"
Gorgeous, seemingly endless strings of silk spun from the heavens, colliding with the ripples of the Ghost Market, creating a passionate melody, the player's furious heart fully revealed!
"Demon Cultivator! Are human lives so cheap in your eyes?!"
Hundreds of lives vanished in an instant, right before Dong E's eyes! She had completely given up on endurance. The only way to appease all the undead souls was to eradicate this kind of demonic cultivator immediately!
Dong E is even more disgusted by the instigators of the Vegetable City! She wants to kill them all!
As a member of a rare faction with powerful offensive power among the music cultivators, she directly rushed into the ghost market and vowed to kill Luo Xuanyi! Although Yang Zongchun was a cultivator of the Midie Sect, he could not escape at this time. He had no choice but to quickly spread the news of the current situation and follow Dong E!
Seeing the ripples of the Ghost Market swallowing up the silk string, Dong E remained unfazed. She hovered high in the air, the pipa in her arms rippling with a dazzling array of colors. Waves of sound transformed into silk strings, slashing towards the Ghost Market. However, before the Ghost Market could react, the silk strings didn't immediately disperse the sound waves, but instead quickly formed a magnificent palace, threatening to strangle the entire Ghost Market within it!
Finally, she hooked her little finger on the string, and thousands of sound waves collided and exploded!
The palace collapsed, and the Ghost Market seemed to twist and shatter along with it! Among them, the White Paper Monk immediately gave up fighting the corpse ball. Gulan knew that if he didn't kill Dong E, then the entire Ghost Market would be destroyed!
The white paper monks rushed forward one after another, and the sound waves left no trace and could not be stopped. The white paper was strangled into threads in the air and fell down one after another!
But the next second, the falling white paper strips will stick together and turn into white paper monks, attacking Dong E again!
Dong E closed his eyes, his hands plucking the strings without stopping. Layers of white paper monks piled up, stomping through the air and charging towards Dong E!
Purple smoke slowly rises.
Yang Zongchun had three incense sticks between his fingers. He slowly lit them, and with a gentle puff of purple smoke, it expanded and engulfed the entire Ghost Market!
Unable to sense, unable to confirm. Even the existence of ground beneath one's feet was difficult to determine. Even if the White Paper Monk stood on the ground, he would fall down involuntarily!
In the purple smoke, only the sound waves and strings are killing everything without any scruples!
Gulan couldn't wait any longer. She rushed out of the ground silently and cut Zi Yan with her paper scissors.
In the purple smoke that engulfed everything, a strong wind suddenly blew away, and a "street" rose from the air and rushed towards them!
The overlapping and crushing ghost market space kept collapsing and reappearing. The strange space distorted the purple smoke, the sky and the earth were split apart, and white paper lanterns floated on the streets, illuminating the figures of Yang Zongchun and Dong E!
"Tsk! Space-related magic!"
Dong E suddenly opened his eyes and waved his hand!
“Hey—”
The ghost markets seemed to be cut open by invisible blades, falling from the sky.
Amidst the chaos, Luo Xuanyi, the unwittingly overlooked trigger, contentedly retracted the corpse ball, securing all the crushed merchandise. Seeing the battle about to reach her, she ethereally dissipated, transforming into a treacherous cultivator and fading into the ground.
Luo Xuanyi was so sensitive to evil thoughts that she discovered the secret of the underground palace as soon as Gulan woke up. It seemed that monks in ancient times loved to build underground palaces, and if it was a stone palace, it would be even more appropriate.
In the Styx magic, the "river bottom" cannot be damaged before the "river water" collapses. To defeat the Ghost Market, it is necessary to strike the "river bottom" before the "river water" closes. Dong E, unaware of this, is unable to defeat him, while Luo Xuanyi, knowing this, chooses to fish in troubled waters and avoid the battle.
What else could it be? Luo Xuanyi, filled with joyful thoughts, descended into the underground palace, leaving behind the battle between Dong E, Yang Zongchun, and Gu Lan.
Second update~Sister Yi takes the lead and lets both sides fight, after the matter is over, Fu Yi goes hh
I wanted to write a third update to make up for it, but failed... So I'll make up for it tomorrow, I'll code it out around six o'clock~
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