Yama Rising - 701

boom! The yin wind blasted past Qin Ye like an adverse tide. He did not show the yin difference, a fierce yin aura spread. All the ghosts in front clearly felt it, but… none dared to move.

“After the monarch, I haven’t used my own weapon…” Amidst the clouds, his figure slowly appeared, holding… an umbrella in his hand?

An oiled paper umbrella covered with talisman paper.

Brush… The umbrella is lightly opened, and the surface painter’s black and white impermanent face, half crying and half laughing. Under each umbrella bone made of human bones, there are fist-sized human bone wind chimes hung, and under the wind chimes there is a talisman with red letters on a black background, which is very artistic. As Qin Ye released his hand, the umbrella floated silently onto the road full of ghosts.

In the next second, countless Yin Qi floated from all directions and merged into the umbrella, which became bigger and bigger! Covering the road, the ghosts below clearly felt such a terrifying yin. Their bodies were slightly twisted, as if they wanted to desperately avoid the blow. However, under the pressure of Yama level, they could only do their body gently. It’s just shaking.

Brush Lala——! If it rains pear blossoms, rivers flood, countless sharp blades fly out from under the umbrella, and the yin spirit below turns to ashes without screaming. With wild fires flying into the sky, Qin Ye and Di Ting rushed over at almost the same time, and there was no one on the way, and they rushed for thousands of meters in an instant!

The ghost fires flew on both sides, howling unconsciously, and the yin spirit in front was like a mountain like a sea, endless. He only heard the sound of Yinsi recording and the rapid rise of merit, but…hundreds of thousands of merits, the demand for hundreds of millions of dollars now is already in vain.

“Do you feel it?” Ten minutes later, turning a mountain wall, Qin Ye’s eyes flashed, and the human bone umbrella flew back into his hand while beckoning. He licked his lips and looked forward: “The Yin Ling… is getting stronger and stronger.”

If we say that the previous Yinling is like a bazaar, although there are many people, it is messy. But right in front of them, within ten meters, there was only one ghost lying on the ground, throwing his five bodies on the ground, and worshipping devoutly.

“Ghost difference level, ghost…” Di Ting narrowed his eyes in Qin Ye’s arms and looked at the endless mountains of Da Ma: “It means… the more you go in, the stronger the ghosts you worship? It was the best at first. Ordinary yin spirit, now there are ghosts?”

“And it’s not an ordinary ghost.” Qin Ye walked to the side of a ghost, and was staring at him. The ghost was shaking all over, but could not move. Qin Ye provoked the opponent’s prostrate head and looked at it: “This is a nomad.”

Wearing a lizi hat, two braids dragged from behind the ears to the chest, wearing quality grandson clothes, monotonous and uniform tones, with a machete on the waist. With a horse bone necklace rich in folk customs, a turquoise pendant.

No one spoke.

If there was no tomb of Genghis Khan, this would not attract their attention, but now…

“The current state of King Zhao Gui… is related to Tie Muzhen?” Otherwise, he couldn’t figure out why there would be Mongolian ghosts worshipping.

And there are more than one, from here on, all of them are Gu Mengyuan ghosts!

“Tie Muzhen’s soul is not there. I ran here to worship the mountains…” Zhen Di listened to lick his mouth and snorted: “It’s really interesting. The underworld has not come out for a hundred years. Any monsters and ghosts dare to come out… Kill it, I’ll fall for you. To see who dared to move the ghost king of the underworld.”

Needless to say, Qin Ye took the lead. In the surging Yin Qi, the two pointed directly at the top of the mountain. As it gets higher and higher, the ghosts on the road become less and less, but the realm is higher and higher.

Ghosts, souls, impermanence… Just when they rushed to the middle of the mountain, they suddenly saw three judges savage ghosts, five bodies throwing themselves to the ground, extremely pious.

In Qin Ye’s hand, the bone umbrella was about to fly out, but suddenly stopped. At the same time, Di Ting also squeezed his hand, and the two looked at each other and looked around solemnly.

There is no way.

This is halfway up the mountain, roughly at the back of the “Malaysia” horse, with the horse’s head in front of it, but…

Horse head is Dufeng!

It means that there is no place to go up around.

It can be seen to the naked eye that overcast clouds surround the peak of Ma Shou Mountain, the terrifying cloud has covered the sky and the sun, and countless clouded crows surround it like a circle of clouds. But… what the three judges worshipped was not in the direction of Ma Shoufeng, but… straight ahead.

“They worship their own king?” The bone umbrella flew back to his hand, and Qin Ye held the umbrella and walked upward step by step. This stone road has not known how many years, every step of the fall, a circle of dust and fog is splashed.

“Yes.”

“But it’s not Ma Shoufeng that they worship?” Qin Ye squinted and walked to the back of the three kneeling judges, holding the umbrella against the back of the opponent, and gently drawing down the spine. Under the tip of the umbrella, the three judges, Li Gui, trembled all over, and their voices trembled like a stroke: “Cultivation is not easy…please, please…let us a path of life…”

They were not speaking Chinese, but Qin Ye understood it. Because… not long ago, he had just heard these words!

This is…Mongolian!

Qin Ye’s eyes flashed and immediately rushed to the end of the steps. There, a dilapidated building stretches across the hillside. It is clear that it is not clear what it was originally, but there is a sculpture standing in the center.

Qin Ye has also seen this sculpture.

Longevity, Tengri.

“What the hell does this mean?” He sighed in disbelief, and looked at Di listened: “They worship Changshengtian, Brother Zhao is not here? Or…”

He paused, his eyes deep: “Changshengtian and Brother Zhao…have an equal sign in a certain portrayal?”

silence.

After half a second, the two spoke at the same time: “Genghis Khan’s soul?”

Qin Ye walked quickly to the sculpture. This sculpture was exactly the same as the one when Changshengtian collapsed. The difference was…He held a lotus in his hand.

Dry lotus.

Although withered, its petals are neatly arranged around the dried lotus. When he touched lightly, the lotus petals immediately turned into powdery powder, and then, these powdery powder collapsed into strands of misty Yin Qi, dissipating in midair.

“This is…” Qin Ye looked at the sculpture’s hands in amazement, the blue yin air he had never seen before.

“Zhengguo.” I don’t know when Di Ting has reached his feet and looked around solemnly: “The lotus flower represents the cultivation of Zhengguo. And the lotus flower is deficient, which means the divine nature is impure. Or it is contaminated by something else, this is a signal for help. .”

“The cyan yin aura, not pure black, means that it has been extremely polluted. It is already difficult to control. And these yin auras…” It took a deep breath: “It belongs to King Zhao Gui.”

An extremely ominous premonition appeared in his heart, and Qin Ye swallowed: “What do you mean…”

Di Ting stared at Ma Shoufeng: “Lotus has another meaning, Buddha tongue. Buddha’s words. King Zhao Gui left the lotus with his own yin air, the first is to say: this is what he wants to say. The second is to say that he is himself. His divinity has been tarnished and may not be able to serve as the priesthood of the Yin Division. If anyone sees it, help immediately. If no one sees it…”

It gritted its teeth and looked at the dark mountain range below: “Three months later, after the city is burned, he will die with his opponent.”

“Under the purgatory red lotus, even the rank nine true immortal will be burned to ashes. This is the most decisive technique, without exception.”

Qin Ye opened his mouth slightly and looked at Ma Shoufeng in disbelief.

What is the opponent fighting with? Or… What are you doing?

The soul of Genghis Khan?

No… it should not be, or rather, not enough.

The opponent has never been in hell before, and there is no position of a badass.

Who can force King Zhao Gui to this step? Even had to leave a distress signal? And also arranged the purgatory red lotus on the periphery?

Looking around for five thousand years, everything that can be soared, and the rest is impossible!

“What should I do now?” I have never encountered such a situation. This is a real fantasy, completely different from international affairs. He rubbed his chin a little irritably, pacing up and down.

“Wait.” Di listened a few steps and jumped onto a boulder, staring below: “He tore through the spatial connection between Ma Shoufeng and other places, even if we went to Ma Shoufeng, we couldn’t find him. This is a formation method, only high-level eccentrics. Know how to enter. Let me first see… how to enter his world.”

Qin Ye sighed, “Why? Didn’t he ask for help? Is it so troublesome to ask for help?”

Di Ting glanced at him coldly: “Because the thing that can stump the ghost king is not a high-level errand that has gone to a dead end. He doesn’t want other middle and low-level errants to rush in, but it may cause chaos.”

It took a deep breath, and its whole body suddenly swelled. The eyes are like electricity, and the small body abruptly reveals the coercion of a giant dragon. The dog’s claws slapped to the ground, there was a loud bang, and countless Yin symbols spread out along its claws.

More and more, more and more shining, the yin talisman seemed to have life, if the king butterfly flew, finally…turned into a beam of yin talisman revolving around them.

“Shen Tu Yu barrier, Yin and Yang world open.” Di listened to the voice like thunder, and with a sound, the beam of light quickly shrank in front of them, rotating desperately, and finally formed a map of the mountains of Malaysia.

It looks like a map, but in fact, every thread is outlined by Yin Symbols, and Di Listening’s paws are gently placed on it, and this picture is like ripples. Countless Yin Fu shines on it like stars at night.

Di listen carefully watched for a few seconds, and sighed: “He probably wasn’t quite awake at the time… he set up this formation in a hurry. The point is that I don’t know what formation it is. If you want to get in, you must break the formation first, hopefully. He left enough clues…”

“Trouble?”

“It’s very troublesome.” Di listened to gritted his teeth: “If the ghost king Zhao is holding the mentality of dying together, he won’t even leave any traces. I only know that there is a battle here and I can’t enter. Now I can only count on him to care about too much, no Finish off…wait…this is…”

Before the words fell, a dozen light spots appeared on the map, entering the map from all directions.

“Someone has gone in?!” It gasped, “In the past few years…someone has actually entered here by mistake?”

Qin Ye’s eyes flashed and suddenly thought of something.

For example… Didn’t that person enter here with one sword and one thought?

He hit it by mistake, so… what mechanism was touched at that time?

Yes… the mountain god beats the drums… the sky is full of fog…

This is not what the feature is!

“The mountain god is playing drums, and the sky is full of fog!” He immediately turned his head and said to Die.

As soon as he finished his voice, Di Ting suddenly raised his head and stared into his eyes: “Are you sure?”

“I’m sure! How exactly do you know it is not when you said it!”

Di Di heard a loud sound, and his tiny body snapped the rocks under his feet with a snap, his eyes scanned the mountains like a sword, and muttered: “A superior formation, Nine Nether Soul Breaking Formation… Lao Zhao, you are so cruel to yourself. …”