vncnus Chapter 426
Chapter 426
On the dark river surface, the temperature dropped to freezing point, and the river water suddenly began to turn red, and a lot of blood gurgled up, which was extremely weird.
A pale hand stretched out from the blood, grabbed the river surface, and climbed up little by little.
This is a monster.
Humanoid, pale skin, wearing a red ancient official robe.
Eye sockets are deep, eyebrows are high, and the face is full of crazy expressions.
"Son of the God of Rivers!"
"Director Jiang, be careful, this is also a monster equivalent to a quasi-Yan Luo!"
Jiang Chen just heard the reminder from everyone, and when he looked over again, he found that the son of the God of Rivers had disappeared. He frowned slightly, took a step forward, shrunk the ground into an inch, and appeared ten thousand meters away.
The next moment.
"Boom"
The place where he was originally standing seemed to be hit by something terrifying, and hundreds of meters of waves were blown up.
And Jiang Chen still couldn't see the other party's figure clearly, and a strong ominous sign rose in his heart again. Without saying a word, he used the shrinking earth into an inch again...
In the terrifying loud noise, the place where he was standing was attacked again.
The opponent's strength was a little beyond imagination.
It was almost the same pressure that the city king had brought to him before. If he was hit once, he might be seriously injured and dying!
The son of He Bo and the son of Jiang Shen did have the strength of quasi-Yan Luo.
This background was too terrifying.
Jiang Chen could only avoid the edge temporarily and retreat again and again.
At this time, coffins floated up under the Changhe River.
Some were mahogany coffins, some were heavy black coffins, and there were also sealed coffins covered with talismans, and stone coffins weighing more than a thousand pounds...
One coffin after another was suspended on the water, and a terrifying aura was emitted, stirring the Changhe River water, which was like crazy and had begun to spread outward, as if it wanted to destroy everything on both sides of the river bank!
"Fuck! So many?"
"What should we do? We obviously don't have enough people!"
"Old Zou, how many can you deal with?"
A group of underworld masters looked embarrassed. They counted and found that there were six coffins. The aura they exuded was all that of a half-king. This was too terrifying and an unimaginable force.
"What do you think of me?" Zou Lianshan's face turned black. "At most one. I'm only a half-king. I'm not a powerful person."
At this time, a mahogany coffin opened and a woman in a wedding dress and heavy makeup walked out of it.
"Old Zou, one by one, hurry up. This seems to be the Goddess of the River God. Ordinary people can't deal with it."
Several people spoke quickly.
The aura exuded by the woman was terrifying. Although not as good as the Son of the River God, it was definitely the peak level among the half-kings.
Zou Lianshan's hand shook violently and he almost fell from mid-air. What kind of thing did I encounter!
"Move the mountain, use all your strength, otherwise we will probably die together this time."
"If someone else kills me, I can still spare your life. The ghost at the bottom of the river should be your natural enemy. Can you move that mountain and smash it!"
He said to himself.
Soon, his face turned pale, with a hint of ferocity, as if he wanted to retreat and leave the battlefield, but was stopped by Zou Lianshan's will.
Finally, he said "Pooh" in a bad luck, looked at a mountain beside the Changhe River with a dark face, gritted his teeth and exerted his strength, and the mountain slowly rose into the air bit by bit.
He Bo Niangniang had also identified the target and walked towards Zou Lianshan.
"Move the mountain!!"
He shouted, and an invisible mountain pressed down and temporarily blocked it. He increased the speed of his hands and moved the mountain with force.
Two half-kings, fighting together.
The remaining Luo Ji and others were in a dilemma, because at this time, the black wooden coffin opened again, and a humanoid monster covered with white hair rushed out.
"What should we do?"
"What else can we do? Form a ghost messenger formation!"
"It's too dangerous, and there are too many half-kings in the ghost sacrifice lineage. How useful can the ghost messenger formation be?"
"We can stop as many as we can, that's all we can do..."
"All the ghost messengers, listen to my orders."
"Ghost messenger formation!"
Luo Ji commanded, and the ghost messengers stood in their positions. A magnificent formation was spread out on the spot, with four great masters in the lead, twenty or thirty masters as assistants, and nearly a thousand C-level ghost messengers as the formation base.
Everyone's face became serious.
This formation is rarely used.
Because it is too dangerous, it is necessary to summon the ghosts in the body. If you are not careful, you will be bitten by ghosts.
But there is no other way at this time.
Yin energy filled the air, forming a large black fog. In the formation, the Yin messengers looked like evil ghosts, their bodies looming and slowly disappearing.
When the white-haired monster rushed in front of him.
In the black fog, a huge green-skinned evil ghost walked out, with a bloody face and fangs, as big as a hill, with an amazing aura, and slapped out.
The white-haired monster was smashed into the ground, and his body cracked.The green-skinned evil ghost picked it up, as if he wanted to tear it in half.
It was only at this time that he could see clearly that this was actually a very old water monkey, perhaps the ancestor of the water monkey. No wonder it was so evil and powerful, and could reach the half-king level.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak"
The white-haired water monkey made a sharp cry, and its long and pointed nails spread out for more than half a meter, so sharp that it was unimaginable.
A cold light flashed across, and the green-skinned evil ghost's finger was broken. The white-haired water monkey turned into a residual image, disappeared from the original place, and reappeared, directly coming to the back of the evil ghost's neck, and the long nails inserted into it, digging out a ball of flesh and blood.
The green-skinned evil ghost stretched out his hand to cover it, but the other party had already dodged again.
Even if the ghost array was successfully performed, it was still no match for a half-king, because the green-skinned evil ghost was too limited. It had powerful strength but poor sensitivity. It was huge and heavy, almost becoming a living target.
The battle situation on the side of the underworld was difficult.
Not only that, two more coffins were opened.
Two river gods came out.
The general tributary river gods, after using the river god son to transform themselves, and then practicing to "adulthood", will be summoned by the river god and river god under the long river to become the foundation of the ghost worship lineage.
These two are such existences.
This time, Jiang Chen, who was dodging constantly, took action and swallowed a Lingshen pill directly. Two half-kings walked out and stopped a river god respectively.
At this time, a voice came from a distance.
"Lingbao Sect, Xiaoyaozi is here, which evildoer dares to make trouble!"
An old Taoist in purple robe flew over. His shape was somewhat unique. He had a golden magic mirror on his forehead and wore a consecrated Eight Immortals back armor on his body. Every scale was covered with ancient runes.
He had a large gourd in his left hand and a thunder-struck wooden sword in his right hand, with a piece of Lingbao jade tied to it. He even had a Bagua plate in his mouth.
There was a big bag behind him, clanging and jingling. There should be a lot of magic tools inside.
Without saying a word, the old Taoist priest rushed to a coffin and took out a handful of soul-sealing nails, trying to kill his opponent in the bud.
Unfortunately, he failed. The lid of the coffin exploded directly, and sawdust and talisman paper flew everywhere.
A figure covered in blood came out, his skin red and purple.
The King of the City, Zou Lianshan, and Jiang Chen all couldn't help but look over.
"A formed blood corpse?"
"No wonder this coffin has been sealed with a lot of talisman paper before."
"Xiaoyaozi, you know how to choose your opponent. You picked the strongest one!"
The old Taoist priest was so angry that he almost vomited blood, but there was nothing he could do. He had to finish the fight with the opponent he chose even if he cried. He directly stabbed his sword into the other person's head and ran away in a flash.
He had just run a short distance away, muttering something in his mouth.
"The power of heaven is like a canopy, and the power of thunder is like a prison."
"Brilliant and bright..."
After a long string of spells, a rumbling sound suddenly sounded in the sky, followed by a thunder column as thick as a bucket falling down and hitting the peach wood sword.
The blood corpse was charred all over.
But its recovery ability was so amazing that it could tear off the charred parts of its body and the flesh and blood would grow again.
At the same time, the formed blood corpse suddenly softened, turned into a pool of blood, fell into the river and disappeared.
The next moment, it suddenly appeared behind the old Taoist and pierced his back with one hand.
The old Taoist fell from mid-air and died.
However, when the blood corpse went to check the corpse, he found that it had turned into a scarecrow, and a huge magic mirror, which was emitting a strong golden glow, shone on it from behind...
The blood corpse covered his body and rolled on the spot.
The two half-kings fought again, fighting magic and fighting evil techniques.
The situation in the underworld is not optimistic. There is still a half-king who has not been dealt with. At this moment, the sarcophagus is shaking constantly, as if something horrible is about to come out.