Chapter 727: Killing People and Building a Jingguan

At this moment, the tomb passage was filled with corpse qi and ghost qi. The endless strong wind was like a knife blade, raging and roaring in the tomb passage.

The blood-colored light was like a sea of ​​blood, and it also burst out from the tomb passage with endless corpse qi and ghost qi. The entire tomb passage was shrouded.

In an instant, the terrifying energy wave swept wildly in the tomb with the force of a tidal wave, and Nangong Xiayu and I were like two fallen leaves in the wind. We only had time to scream before we were both blown away.

After flying dozens of meters, Nangong Xiayu and I both fell to the ground. The force was too strong. After landing, I felt as if my whole body was about to fall apart, especially the injury on my shoulder. The pain made half of my body numb.

As for Nangong Xiayu, it was even worse. The moment he landed, he kicked his legs and fainted.

I was shocked when I saw this. I quickly reached out to feel Nangong Xiayu's breath. I was relieved when I saw that he was still breathing.

Being blown so far and landing so hard, if it were an ordinary person, at least a few bones would be broken. If you are unlucky, you may be directly killed.

At this time, I heard a low roar. I raised my head and squinted my eyes to look forward. Then I saw that the bloody light was still flashing. The thick corpse qi and ghost qi intertwined together to form a black and red blood curtain, which was constantly surging.

In the black and red blood curtain, there were three figures, constantly flying and fighting, sometimes entangled together, and then quickly flew away.

"Is this the true strength of the Ten Thousand Year Ghost King and the Ten Thousand Year Corpse King?" I squinted my eyes and murmured in my heart.

The Ten Thousand Year Ghost King and the Ten Thousand Year Corpse King are two completely different concepts. One is a soul body without a physical body, and the other is a physical body that has become stiff, and then with practice, it gradually opens up its spiritual wisdom and has a new soul.

In terms of strength, it is difficult to make a true judgment on these two things, but judging from the current situation, the Ten Thousand Year Corpse King Nan Kui is definitely stronger than the Ten Thousand Year Ghost King Huai Yu.

You know, Huai Yu is teaming up with the Half-Step Ghost King Wuji. Although both of them are no longer at their peak strength, they can only tie with Nan Kui under the powerful combination, and even lose. This is enough to show that the Ten Thousand Year Corpse King is definitely stronger than the Ten Thousand Year Ghost King. At least, Nan Kui is stronger than Huai Yu now.

However, this is not absolute, because the Corpse King has a physical body, which is easier for humans to deal with, and his attack methods are also more simple.

Because the Ten Thousand Year Ghost King is a soul, he can come and go without a trace. He has many ways of attacking, and most of them are soul attacks, which are hard to defend against. It is much more difficult for humans to kill him.

I took a deep breath and turned to look at the injury on my shoulder.

I saw that there was an extremely scary blood hole on my left shoulder. The blood hole was black, and there was a wisp of corpse gas lingering on it. Whether it was the rolled flesh or the dripping blood, they had all turned black. Obviously, he was poisoned by corpse.

After Chu Jiu and I practiced together, my physical fitness was greatly improved. I was immune to ordinary poisons, but this was the corpse poison of a Ten Thousand Year Corpse King after all. With my current physique, I still couldn't stand it.

Presumably, even if it is the beginning of the disease, it is not immune and needs time to slowly detoxify.

"Fuck!" I tried to move my arms, and then I found that my left arm was numb and almost unconscious, and my right arm was also injured. With broken bones, I couldn't exert any strength at all.

It can be said that at this moment, my fighting power has been reduced by more than half. If Huaiyu and Wuji are not Nankui's opponents, then I am afraid I will really be defeated!

At this time, a "bang" was heard from the blood curtain, and then a figure surrounded by ghosts flew out rapidly.

I looked closely and saw that the figure flying out was actually Wuji!

At this moment, Wuji was extremely frantic. The ghost energy in his body seemed to be out of control, surging constantly, and there were cries coming from his body from time to time, as if the fierce ghosts he had devoured were trying to break through his body and rush out.

Even his soul was a little dim at this moment. He flew back and flashed. Without saying a word, he went straight into my sea of ​​qi along my belly button.

After entering the sea of ​​qi, Wuji plunged into the Styx without any hesitation and never came out again.

"Wuji is seriously injured!" I frowned.

Judging from Wuji's situation just now, he seemed to have been injured to the root. Although he did not fall to a lower realm, he had lost his fighting power and could not even suppress the ghost energy in his body. He could only rely on the power of the Styx to regain control of the surging ghost energy in his body.

"Although Wuji fell to a lower realm once, after being nourished by the Styx, although he has not yet recovered to his peak, he has recovered almost to a certain extent. However, he was beaten seriously by Nan Kui and could not even suppress the ghost energy in his body?"

I squinted my eyes and stared at the blood curtain, my heart gradually sank.

Wuji was injured and lost his fighting power. Now, only Huaiyu was still struggling with Nan Kui.

But Huaiyu has been imprisoned for hundreds of years, and is still extremely weak. Can he be a match for Nankui?

The black and red blood curtain is still surging, but compared to before, the blood curtain has become much dimmer, and the two figures inside are becoming clearer and clearer.

It can be seen that Huaiyu is surrounded by ghost energy, and the sharp sword condensed by the ghost energy has been completely blown to pieces by the corpse jade. Huaiyu seems to be injured, and the ghost energy lingering on his body dissipates from time to time and returns to the world. Obviously, the ghost energy in his body has almost reached the point of being out of control.

As for Nankui, he is also extremely ferocious.

The ancient official robe on his body had been torn to pieces, and the black gauze hat on his head had also disappeared. The large braid that originally hung behind his back was now also torn apart, and scattered on that terrifying face. On his body that was as strong as copper skin and iron bones, there was a blood groove.

The blood groove was very deep, and dark brown blood was dripping continuously. However, Nan Kui not only did not give people the slightest feeling of weakness, but was aroused by ferocity. His blood-red eyes kept flashing, and the strong smell of corpses accompanied by the smell of blood kept sweeping out.

And behind him, there was a vague appearance of a Jingguan, and in the landscape, countless wronged souls were struggling and wailing from time to time, as if they wanted to break free. The scene was extremely terrifying.

"It actually condensed into the prototype of Jingguan? How many people has this ghost thing killed!" I stared with wide eyes, looking horrified.

The so-called Jingguan refers to the ancient battlefield, where the victorious side slaughtered all the enemies and piled up the corpses to form a pile of corpses.

This thing is too bloody, so it rarely appears in modern wars, but it was very common in ancient times. On the one hand, after building a Jingguan, it can be used to intimidate the enemy and show one's strength and majesty.

And in ancient books, it is recorded that after the zombies have cultivated to a certain level, they can condense a Jingguan behind them.

However, in order to condense a Jingguan, the realm of strength is not a rigid standard. The real rigid standard is the number of people killed.

In other words, even if it is a thousand-year-old zombie, as long as it kills thousands of people, it is possible to condense a Jingguan.

But in today's society, this is obviously impossible.

Wu Shushan's reserve service officer is stable in the world, killing demons everywhere, and as long as there are demons, they will be killed.

However, behind Nan Kui, the shadow of Jingguan actually condensed. Although it was still just a prototype, as more and more lives were taken from him, the shadow would become more and more perfect, until it finally condensed into the real Jingguan. The

next moment, my heart suddenly jumped, and I thought to myself: "Could it be that Nan Kui was a general who fought on the battlefield and killed countless people when he was alive? Then, who was he? Was he an unknown person in history, or... a brilliant person with great military exploits!"