The Dutian Lingguan Road that started from the Taoist soldiers

Chapter 169: Entering Nightmare City

"Beast!"

Taoist Wang Qiong had a frosty face, and the Seven-Star Sword circled in the air like a swimming dragon, and finally stopped at his side, with the sword tip pointing directly at the black-eyed starving ghost.

All the evil ghosts are living ghosts of the Yin, real or fake. Only the ghosts who died of starvation for more than 800 kalpas are different from the others. They have a unique body of a vicious and disgusting ghost, and a layer of black ghost skin that cannot be cut by a knife, stabbed by a sword, or soaked by water or fire.

I wonder how many lives it must have devoured to produce such an evil ghost.

The Taoist's eyes focused again, he held the whisk in his right hand, turned his left hand into a sword finger, and the Seven Star Magic Sword was pulled out again. The Jade Sword Qi spread across a thousand feet, and the sword Qi turned into a thread, transforming into a sharp sword net that covered the starving ghost's head.

Wang Qiong raised his left finger, and the Seven Star Sword circled on the side. The sword energy suddenly contracted and immediately strangled the big-bellied hungry ghost with a black body. The sword energy seemed unreal but real, and the sword wire was like steel. Finally, it bound the hungry ghost and embedded it deeply into the black ghost skin.

"cut!"

Then, the Seven-Star Sword at his side shot up into the sky, transformed into a thousand-foot-long demon-killing light and chopped down on the starving ghost's head.

Even if the hungry ghost struggled in every way and used all his strength to tear off the sword net that bound his body, he could not avoid the sword light.

However, the Ghost King gently waved the black flag, and threw out the headless ghost, the heart-eating ghost, the hanged ghost, the eyeless ghost, and the drowned ghost. The five ghosts were hand in hand, surrounded by yin energy, and formed a circle, and pounced on the sword light.

The two suddenly intersected silently, and disappeared the next moment.

"Five Ghosts Great Moving Technique!"

The Barbarian Ghost King laughed hoarsely and sinisterly. He abandoned the Five Ghosts and used the art of transportation to seize the sword cultivator's sword, which immediately reduced the opponent's combat power by five points. The black-eyed starving ghost entangled in the sword thread finally tore apart the Yuqiong sword energy.

In an instant, the situation of the battle turned around!

The Ghost King waved his banner, and layers of dark fog covered the sky. From then on, the old barbarian revealed his true form, half human, half ghost, with a body of two meters tall, a green face and red hair. As soon as his ghost aura was released, all the grass and trees within a hundred feet around him withered, looking extremely vicious.

"It seems that you are from a big family. However, I want to see if you, a swordsman, are still so arrogant without your sword."

The ghost king smiled brightly, and the dark clouds in the sky were also filled with ghost laughter. The black-eyed hungry ghost strode after Taoist Wang Qiong, forcing him to retreat step by step...

It's the other direction.

Taoist Wang Jin carried a long sword on his back and held a lotus whisk in his hand, and he was not at a disadvantage when fighting one against two.

Facing the six-winged golden cicada of the Gu King, Chen Si Tangle was able to use its killing move at will. Although the Beast King was ferocious, he had to retreat away from his sharp silver light.

Don't let that Gu King take anything from his sleeve, whether it's the eternal miasma or the five poisonous peach blossom cover, all can be broken with a flick of his whisk and a wave of Jade Void and Bright Qi.

The Beast King transformed into a hundred-foot-long white wolf and approached within ten feet of Wang Jin. Before he could touch the Taoist who was flying on the wind, he was flicked by the Taoist whisk and knocked to the ground in an instant. His chest felt as if it was pierced by thousands of arrows, and blood flowed out from the dense bloodstains.

"You evil creatures, you don't listen to the orders of the Dao Court, and you have been sitting in the Southern Region for thousands of years. You have truly forgotten how your ancestors knelt before the Immortal's throne, and only then did you get to where you are today."

"Why don't you surrender to the law and put away your magical powers?"

Taoist Wang Jin defeated the Barbarian King with two moves, and then he rode the wind above him, holding his whisk in his hand and bowed to him.

Seeing that his cousin behind him had failed, the sword behind him suddenly came out of its sheath, turned into a ray of green light, and directly pierced through the entire battlefield. With one sword, he forced back the ghost king's claws and stabbed them right under Wang Qiong's feet.

"Catch the sword!"

Taoist Wang Qiong immediately raised his sword and took the Qingqiong sword into his palm. A flash of sword light pierced the black starving ghost and then he nodded to the back.

"Thank you, brother..."

The two great golden crown wizards directly suppressed the three most famous kings in the Southern Territory. They are truly worthy of being the true cultivators of the upper clan.

Wu Yong, who was behind, saw it more clearly. Taoist Wang Jin adhered to the doctrine of the mean and used the principles of yin and yang to transform the Yuxu Qiongming Qi into a sharp edge like tempered steel, yet as soft as silk wrapped around the fingers. The steel was uncast and as soft as silk wrapped around the bones. This way already had the embryonic form of Tai Chi.

Taoist Wang Qiong cultivated a breath of sword energy within himself, and everything was combined into one sword, thus forming the rudiments of the sword art.

This is the inheritance of the Immortal Family. They have mastered the Taoism at an early age, and even before they have obtained the Three Treasures, they have already seen the way forward.

Although Wu Yong was based on ancient scriptures, his magic skills were mixed and he had not yet figured out the way forward, and they were not coherent.

Every Tao is a wonderful method, and every place is a magical power, but how should one choose?
There is only one battle!
Only in a battle of equal strength, win or lose, only by fighting can one control all the magical powers and select the one that is most suitable for one's own battle.

Otherwise, he wouldn't bother to go to the Southern Territory to join in the fun.

I just want a fight.

Seeing the two fighting for a long time, he also felt the urge to fight.

Looking at the battlefield behind him, he lightly lifted up the nine-section staff with two fingers and swung it directly under the treasure boat. The staff turned into a golden light and shot up into the sky. After it could no longer be seen, it suddenly fell from the top of the sky.

Before the cultivators in the field could react, they only saw a golden light falling to the ground and going straight into the skull of the black-eyed starving ghost.

With this blow, the starving ghost's almost unbroken dark blue ghost skin was directly cracked, and his skull shattered, revealing an extremely terrifying hole from the top of his head to his chin!

Seeing this, the Ghost King immediately jumped back to create some distance.

But then he saw another ferocious purple whip hanging from the central treasure ship. The purple whip was linked together and swung down from the sky, instantly piercing through the black-eyed starving ghost that was nearly a hundred feet tall.

No matter how big of a ghost body it had, no matter how strong its vitality was, and even if its skull was shattered but it survived, under the sting of the poison, its dark blue ghost skin instantly turned purple-red, and the starving ghost convulsed and fainted.

Only a few crisp footsteps were heard, and the purple scorpion tail slowly withdrew, leaving a beautiful woman wearing silver boots walking forward leisurely.

Where did the demon king come from?

The witch twisted her slender waist, raised her scorpion tail to the side, and laughed sweetly:
"It seems that the wizard can't take down this old ghost for a while. Do you want me to help?"

Then her beautiful eyes dropped to the Ghost King's body again, and a huge scorpion tail appeared behind her. The aura of choosing people to devour looked around the Ghost King's eyebrows and chest, and the fatal feeling made him break out in a cold sweat on his back.

Is there anyone else in that treasure ship?

For a moment, the Ghost King's face was uncertain, and he began to think about retreating.

That banshee and that purple poison could actually sting a starving ghost to death in an instant?
Losing the ancestor's evil ghost is no big deal, but if I really fall into that Taoist's trap, I'm afraid there will be no regrets!
Just when the Ghost King was still hesitating, the Gu King and the Beast King abandoned a few third-level Gu beasts, got rid of the Taoist Wang Jin, and then directly protected the sacrificial leaders under their command and retreated.

"Old ghost, this demon is treacherous, why don't you retreat quickly!"

The Gu King had been on guard against changes in the situation from the beginning to the end. After abandoning a few Gu beasts that had been prepared long ago, he led his trusted men and turned around and left the battlefield.

The Beast King also transformed into a giant wolf, and while running, he pulled a few beast leaders with him, then transformed into silver wolves and retreated directly.

The change was so fast that the gloomy Ghost King didn't have time to react. The third-turn barbarian cultivators of the Second Beast Gu Division had all retreated. When he wanted to gather his men again, the two third-turn ghost barbarian priests had been surrounded by six Taoist soldiers. They shot them through the chest and abdomen with red arrows and silver locks, and then pierced their scapula with golden hooks and took them down.

It seems that there is no way to save him!
The ghost king felt a chill in his heart, and he no longer cared about other people. He immediately turned into black gas and fled far away...

"Leave the Beast King behind!"

Wu Yong revealed himself from the treasure ship and stretched out his right hand. The silver wolf that had been running for a hundred miles suddenly moved more than a hundred and fifty miles sideways in a trance.

The Beast King felt as if his mind was disturbed by something, and he found two golden crown masters and a graceful banshee surrounding him. But before the Beast King could tense up, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck, followed by convulsions all over his body, turning red and purple, and the poisonous fire evil entered his body. Within three breaths, he was half-conscious and half-awake and passed out.

The witch slowly walked behind the beast king, stepped on his neck with her jade feet, pulled out her scorpion tail from the wound, held a water-walking handkerchief in her right hand, and wiped the terrifying poisonous sting with some disgust...

This poison will undoubtedly make an ordinary third-level character fall down immediately after being exposed to it.

This made the two golden crown wizards, who were just about to use their magic power to attack, quite fearful.

The two kings who were running in the distance were even more frightened. As expected, Jiaozhou and Dongzhou each lost a group of troops, and the "East China Sea Army" was full of elite troops!
When they came, the three kings and three priests led nine people and several thousand soldiers. When they retreated, there were only two kings with two wolf barbarian leaders, two Gu priests, and only more than twenty Gangsha old barbarians under their command. They had time to withdraw.

This time, all three units lost everything!
Two ghost priests from the Ghost Barbarian Tribe were hung up with their scapula pierced through, and even the beast king of the Beast Barbarian Tribe was stung.

"It's okay. We didn't kill the Taoist master from Jiuzhou, so I think the others should be fine too."

"We have to ask the ancestors to come forward and mediate this situation!"

The Gu King controlled a flying centipede and carried everyone to the depths of the southern region, but he also pacified the barbarians.

Dao Court has always had a subtle attitude towards the Southern Region. Why is it so strong now?
However, he and others were not afraid of the Dao Court.

To put it bluntly, the Dao Court is the Dao Court of the immortals, but the immortals are not just the immortals of the Dao Court.

Moreover, his barbarian tribes have not left the mountains, but the Dao Court has repeatedly broken through the realm...

The three barbarians were defeated, and the "East China Sea Road Army" began to withdraw from the battlefield. In the fight between nearly twenty third-level wizards and generals, more than half of the barbarians were killed, and most of them were pierced by the steel blade and silver light of the great wizard Wang Jin, and their lives were taken directly.

In this battle, together with the barbarian cultivators at the hundred passes, several thousand were captured, but the Qiongming Dao army was not without losses. The Gu cultivators were insidious, the ghost barbarians were vicious, and the beast barbarians were even more fearless and ruthless. Among the more than a thousand Qiongming Dao soldiers, there were nearly two hundred casualties, which was a heavy loss.

Wu Yong then got off the treasure ship and saw that the beast king had been tied up. The two ghost priests were even more trapped, with golden hooks piercing their scapulae and hanging on the flagpole. He nodded slightly.

"On this trip, we must not only capture the Nightmare Barbarians, but also control all the barbarians."

"This is the third time these Wu Man have openly attacked the Jiuzhou Dao Army. If we don't restrain ourselves and their arrogance spreads, the border of Jiaozhou will be in turmoil!"

This kind of half-vassal and half-feudal area is the most difficult to deal with. If you use violence to suppress it, it will not look good to the superiors. If you give them some leeway, they will advance even further.

It’s difficult. It’s really difficult.

"Wang Xu, your six magicians hid in the mountains. Where are they now? Is there anything unusual?"

Wu Yong stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the cultivators from all sides who were starting to clean up the battlefield, and turned to ask.

"The message came this morning and has reached the tribes in the central region. We have already made preliminary progress on the unusual movements in the southern region..."

"Then don't come back. Tell him to go to the thousand-mile-wide swamp in the southeast and go straight to the Muyan City of the Yanman tribe. I have also informed the three kings of the Shaying camp."

"After cleaning up the battlefield, lock up these thousands of barbarian cultivators and head straight to the southeast swamp to kill the Nightmare Barbarians!"

In this case, we will go straight into the Southern Region. We just need to protect the Nightmare Barbarian lineage by force, and the Nightmare Barbarian Temple will be in our hands.

"But, won't this lead to resistance from the tribes? After all, they are like the lips and the teeth!"

Wang Xu was hesitant and made some suggestions.

"We are outsiders, so it is normal for the barbarians to remain loyal. What we are afraid of is not their resistance, but that we will be blocked by them before we can come into contact with the Nightmare Barbarians."

"Now that we have lured the enemy, the Barbarians have just been defeated and will not want to cause trouble. We will send two of our five treasure ships directly into the Nightmare Barbarians, and the remaining three can come slowly."

"Go ahead, hurry up and get to the southeast!"

Wu Yong briefly explained to all the cultivators, then raised his left hand and released thousands of crows to devour the starving ghost that was nearly four turns old.

A flock of crows appeared, and immediately purple smoke and red flames appeared everywhere. The vicious crows landed on the ground, mixed with fire energy, and pecked at the hungry ghosts and evil spirits.

Wu Yong looked towards the southeast from afar. He had to enter the Nightmare Tribe before the True Lord-level old barbarians from other tribes came out. In fact, he hoped that those old barbarians would jump out one by one and fight a few times to prove his cultivation over the years...

And at this time the Nightmare Department.

It can be said that people's minds are moved.

In the past few days, the only remaining old priest of the Nightmare Tribe was able to walk again. He showed up several times and identified the Nightmare King's daughter, Tan Qing'er, as the quasi-king. He also severely whipped the commander-in-chief with dozens of whips. Only then did the witches and barbarians of the Nightmare Tribe feel a little relieved.

However, he and the others did not know whether this was the old priest's last burst of energy. Without the Third Master in charge of the barbarian tribe, they were afraid that the evil cultivators rampant in the mountains would slaughter them and make magic weapons for the heterodox sects.

Nightmare Department, I feel so miserable!
In the wooden nightmare city on top of the ancient locust tree, the old priest of the nightmare sat alone on the top of the city wall, looking down at his descendants who were living and working in peace and contentment below, and he remained silent for a long time.

The four disciples behind him stood like a background, not daring to make the slightest noise.

"The people in the tribe are unstable. Why didn't you stop Tan Yan from secretly contacting the Beast Barbarians? Why didn't you come and report it?"

"You are a princess, but you were almost forcibly taken to serve the son of the barbarian king of another tribe. Do you have the nerve to do that?"

The old priest had a hoarse voice, and his words were slow but clear, but with a little more strength.

As his voice fell, several thunderous whip sounds were heard, and deep blood marks immediately appeared on the bodies of the four disciples behind him, as if there was some curse or something invisible that was whipping him and others.

After being whipped several times, the four disciples could no longer bear it and fell to their knees with a thud:
"The teacher is in this situation now, isn't it her father who caused it?"

"Now that her father is dead, her brother is like a beast. Not only does he abuse the tribe members on a daily basis, but he also lost the ancestral artifact. Teacher, why should we save her?"

"We hope that the entire Tan family will be wiped out!"

"Teacher, I am right to wait."

"..."

These four prospective priests were also stubborn. They kept talking back despite the flogging curse that hurt both their bodies and souls. This made the old priest beat him even harder, but they still gritted their teeth and endured.

This made the old priest sigh and retract the nightmare curse.

"But that was the last blood of the king of my Nightmare Tribe. What happened to my daughter? What happened to my son?"

"The former king was violent, so you should have guided the orphan girl and young son of the royal bloodline. Idiots, you have made my Nightmare Tribe a laughing stock."

"No matter how much resentment you have, can it be more than what I have?"

"Help me guard our clan and protect Tan Qing'er. If I ever find out that you guys are doing something stupid like this, I will personally skin you alive!"

The old priest of Nightmare gave a warning with a cold expression.

This is not just talk, if any hope of the Nightmare Barbarians is gone, even if they are his direct disciples, they will be skinned alive!

(End of this chapter)