Chapter 467: Let's first ask two serious gods to lay the groundwork
Facing Shentongzi's foul-mouthed attack, Gu Ruochen remained neither arrogant nor impatient, but as calm as stagnant water.
The monks from other sects scratched their heads in confusion. Even though they knew that this man came from a super sect, they were completely unable to feel any respect or fear for him. Even the representatives from other super sects were a little confused.
They had never heard of Gu Ruochen, a genius.
Qin Zhilan simply said, "Xiao Gu is the best person to represent us in asking for the Taoist tradition of the Divine Sect."
"Please enlighten me."
"snort--"
Shentongzi snorted coldly, a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a sinister light flashed in his eyes.
He slowly raised his hand, and his slender fingers, as cold as a knife, gently scratched his neck. Where his fingertips passed, the skin began to wriggle strangely, as if something was struggling to break out from under the skin.
With a horrifying tearing sound, a dark crack appeared on his neck, as if a silent mouth was slowly opening. A cold breath came out of the crack, and a low, gloomy wind blew out, like a whisper from hell.
Suddenly, two hands as pale as bones stretched out from the crack, their fingers were slender and twisted, their nails were sharp as blades, and they stretched open the crack tightly.
The crack grew bigger and bigger, and finally revealed a hideous ghost face. The face was as pale as paper, with deep eye sockets, and no pupils in the eyes, only two balls of green ghost fire flickering. The corners of its mouth were cracked to the roots of its ears, revealing a row of sharp fangs, as if ready to bite its prey at any time. The ghost face let out a low laugh, the sound was hoarse and harsh, as if it could penetrate a person's soul.
"Please, Slitthroat—"
Even though they looked down on the Summoning God Sect and Gu Ruochen, this was a good opportunity to show the strength of the Summoning Ghost Sect.
"Don't die too quickly."
The sharp ghost howl rushed towards Gu Ruochen with an impact. Before the impact arrived, cracks had already reappeared on Gu Ruochen's neck, and tiny fingers were extending from them little by little, as if ready to tear Gu Ruochen's throat open.
"Please invite the Ox-Head and Horse-Face——"
The sky and the earth suddenly darkened, the wind howled, and it seemed as if even time had stopped. In the void, two huge figures slowly emerged, one on the left and one on the right, as majestic as mountains. The one on the left was a bull head, with two horns on its head like crescent moons, red flames burning in its eyes, and hot white mist coming out of its nose; the one on the right was a horse face, with a long face like a knife, eyes like lightning, mane dancing like flames, and a low roar like thunder.
Their bodies were half real and half virtual, as if condensed from thick ink-like yin energy. They were wrapped in pitch-black chains that were engraved with ancient runes and flashed with a cold light.
The Bull Head slowly raised his giant hand, which was as big as a palm leaf fan, and his fingertips were like hooks. With irresistible force, he suddenly grabbed downwards. The Horse Face followed closely behind, and his long arm swept out like a whip, with a cold light flashing in his palm.
The Ox-Headed Man clenched his hand and a ferocious ghost mist appeared in his palm, while the Horse-Faced Man's hand had already arrived in front of the Child Prodigy and headed straight for the split throat of the Divine Child. The split-throat ghost hiding in it screamed as if it had encountered some natural enemy.
Shentongzi's face changed drastically. He immediately closed the crack on his neck and rolled over to avoid the attack. The Horse-Faced Ghost's attack missed, but the Ox-Headed Ghost had already hung the ghost on the chain in front of him.
As Gu Ruochen released his hand seal, the two huge figures gradually faded away.
As soon as Shentongzi stood up, he spat out a mouthful of dirty blood and his face looked gloomy.
Gu Ruochen said calmly, "So it's a mother and child ghost. You keep the mother ghost in your body and send the child ghost to hurt people. What's the similarity between this and my Taoist tradition of summoning gods?"
Shen Tongzi raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, "It can only be said that your comprehension is too poor, and you can't learn the essence of our Ghost Invitation Sect."
Gu Ruochen put his hands behind his back, and his look of disdain for arguing made Shentongzi's blood pressure soar.
"Since you're seeking death, don't blame me for being merciless!"
Shentongzi raised his right hand and clasped it on his left arm. He tightened his five fingers and slowly pulled them upwards, leaving five dark bloodstains.
Along with a strange shattering sound, Shentongzi's left arm blossomed and opened like a flower bud. Sharp and piercing noises came out from it. Countless ghost faces smiled, roared, and cried and reappeared from the crack, crowding together, as if they were eager to escape.
The expressions of several geniuses in the Great Wilderness who were familiar with Shentongzi's methods changed one after another.
"That's the way for all the ghosts—"
"Gu Ruochen, right? How many gods can you summon at a time?"
Shentongzi's face looked ferocious, and finally a few ghost masks squeezed out.
At the moment of breaking free, they spread and grew rapidly like ink dropped into a lake. The sharp ghost claws fell to the ground, leaving cracks on the ground emitting black air.
"If you want to ask the Black and White Impermanence for help, I advise you to save your time on these things—"
"But it's alive."
Gu Ruochen, who had already raised his fingers, paused, and a ghost hand dropped two fingers straight down. Gu Ruochen immediately made a move, and a piece of jade flew out and hit the center of the ghost hand. With a violent explosion, the ghost hand was engulfed in flames, and large pieces of flesh fell to the ground.
Gu Ruochen took several steps back, staring at the minced meat on the ground for a few seconds before his expression gradually became serious.
"Ordinary means really can't deal with you."
As soon as these words were spoken, all the monks present held their breath.
Shentongzi, Guizong and others smiled contemptuously.
The method of summoning spirits is indeed very powerful and convenient, but it is limited by one's own cultivation.
No matter how talented Gu Ruochen is, it cannot change the fact that he only has a golden elixir. With the cultivation of a golden elixir, he can only invite the Ox-Head and Horse-Face. If he pays a certain price, he may be able to call the Black and White Impermanence. As for the higher-level ones...
It's embarrassing to say that over the past hundreds of thousands of years, they have never seen the Sect of Inviting Gods invite any powerful gods.
"Please! Master Hunyuan Xuansha!"
"Hong Muer!"
Cheng Yuejie, who was drinking tea to calm herself down, spat out the tea on the spot.
Hong Muer, who was eating a cake and watching the fun, felt like she was struck by lightning.
Li Yanmo's head started spinning in the audience.
Are you asking for help from God?
This is... praying to God, right?
Shentongzi was so frightened that he jumped back and took a defensive stance.
This True Lord Hunyuan Xuansha doesn't sound like a small character at all. How could Gu Ruochen dare to invite such a terrifying god down!
“Boom—”
Accompanied by a dull thunder, the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds. A shadow with a sturdy body, thick fangs, and a crazy aura like a demon gradually emerged in the void behind Gu Ruochen.
Li Yanmo’s eyes almost popped out.
Really invited out! ?
Could it be that they have the same name? ! Is there really a True Lord of the Mysterious Primordial Chaos, Hong Muer, in this world?
But when the devil-like phantom took full shape, Li Yanmo suddenly felt that it was not a matter of duplicate names.
Because this True Lord Hunyuan Xuansha was very short, only reaching Gu Ruochen's belly.
So there is indeed no mistake.
“Are you kidding me!!!”
Hong Muer raised her hand and wanted to throw the cake in her hand to the ground, but when she raised it above her head, she felt reluctant. In the end, she just bit the cake viciously, as if it was Gu Ruochen's flesh.
(End of this chapter)
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