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Chapter 89: Iron Horses and Land Boats Arrive One After Another (4K, 22)

"Boom boom boom!"

The sound of Lord Luankui breaking through the heavy red fog behind him was earth-shaking!
Zhou Sanji was clearly carrying this terrifying secular god on his back, but his speed was not slow at all. There was a terrifying force behind him pushing him hard, allowing him to walk briskly even in the midst of the scarlet feasting air!

The sacrificial energy of Saint Luankui collided with the scarlet sacrificial energy of Feng Qi, and balls of illusory and colorful flames emerged from Zhou Sanji's body and burned fiercely!

At this moment, Zhou Sanji seemed to have turned into a ball of colorful fire!

In the firelight, the Holy Lord Luankui, wearing a dragon robe, had disheveled hair and looked extremely ferocious!

The sound of the snake spitting out its tongue is entangled with the donkey's laughter!

"boom!"

The entire scarlet aura condensed at this moment!

The donkey's laughter suddenly became intense and loud!
The corpses scattered in the red mist, along with the surge of scarlet feasting energy, piled up and pieced together to form a tall, headless figure. This figure, covered in blood, stood upright in front of Zhou Sanji!

Behind the headless figure, a vermilion door slowly opened.

Inside, there is a shrine: the altar of the cold and dark Feng Ren shrine!

Blood-red sacrificial air continuously flowed out from the vermilion portal, pouring onto the tall headless figure, diffusing around the headless body, making the surrounding red mist even thicker!

In the fog, it seemed as if there were arms pulling Zhou Sanji desperately, trying to stop him from rushing around with Lord Luankui on his back!

But behind Zhou Sanji, the force that pushed him forward became increasingly ferocious!

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

The colorful flames that engulfed Zhou Sanji and the scarlet feasting energy kept colliding, making a sound like firecrackers!

Points of flames flew out from Zhou Sanji's body and landed in the surrounding scarlet feasting energy, igniting pieces of the scarlet feasting energy - in the blink of an eye, the entire piece of scarlet feasting energy that was constantly gathering was ignited into a sea of fire!
Zhou Sanji, carrying Luankui Shengjun on his back, was also approaching the headless tall figure!
“Uh—Ahahahaha!”

The loud donkey laughter rang out from the vermilion door behind the tall figure, and a donkey head was firmly attached to the body - the Luankui Saint Lord carried by Zhou Sanji suddenly collided with the revealed Feng Qi!

Boom!

The two gods' qi invaded and entangled each other!

There was nothing behind Zhou Sanji, only large patches of colorful feasting air mixed in the empty underworld!

He was staggering and at a loss for a moment!
At this moment, strands of pitch-black iron wires suddenly emerged from the colorful food aura, and suddenly wrapped around Zhou Sanji's wrist, pulling him to stagger out of the illusory colorful food aura!
The old man looked up blankly and forward.

Zhou Chang was running in front with big strides, and his movements were not affected at all by the changes behind him.

He never turned back to observe Zhou Sanji's condition, but it was as if a pair of eyes had grown behind his head. At this moment, he released his thoughts accurately and pulled Zhou Sanji out of the area where the two gods collided with each other.

"Grandpa, Lord Luankui is busy fighting with Feng Qi and can't take care of you right now.

Let’s go quickly!”

Zhou Chang said as he walked.

The area where the feasting energy erupted seemed to have attracted the attention of many terrifying things wandering in the underworld at this moment, so that the words Zhou Chang said today did not turn into a series of lies and remained normal.

"Is it like this?
That's good... I was wondering why the Saint Lord Ziluankui came out, but he didn't take my life with him...

The three fires on my body are still fine..."

Zhou Sanji heard the voice and a smile appeared on his face.

He hurriedly took steps to catch up with his grandson's back, while glancing at the flames on his shoulders: "We have to leave quickly. Now that we don't have the altar gods to protect us, these three fires of mine won't be able to withstand the torture of the underworld..."

The flames that caught Zhou Sanji's eyes were slightly dim at this moment.

——Without the protection of the altar god, it is normal for the three fires to dim a little.

The dim flames kept dancing, and in the firelight, there were faint colorful colors twisting and merging, as if they had turned into a colorful mask.

The mask with black, white and red colors emerged from the flames in an instant. Zhou Sanji looked into the eyes of the mask covered by long black eyebrows for a moment, and his heart suddenly jumped!

The facial mask suddenly appeared in the firelight and then disappeared just as quickly.

Zhou Sanji immediately turned his head to look at the fire on the other shoulder!

In the firelight, an almost identical face appeared for a moment and disappeared in the blink of an eye!

"The Left General died a violent death, and the Right General died in vain..."

Although Zhou Sanji only took a quick glance at the two masks, the old Taoist priest, who had dealt with these secular gods all his life, recognized the identities of the two masks instantly.

Those were the other two secular gods worshipped on his Duangong altar: the Left General who died unexpectedly and the Right General who died unjustly.

The facial mask of the Second God was directly reflected in his three fires, which indicated that he had already become the medium chosen by the Second God. Once the right opportunity came, he would definitely transform into a medium!
"I still haven't dodged it..."

Zhou Sanji looked melancholy.

He looked at his grandson who was walking in front of him, and Achang didn't notice anything wrong with him.

Zhou Sanji shook his head, threw away those chaotic thoughts from his mind, and strode to catch up with Zhou Chang. The three fires on his body no longer shook, and he seemed to be unaffected even when walking in the underworld.

But in the flames, there seemed to be a faint flash of colorful colors.

The underworld became empty and dark again.

The surrounding environment seemed to be covered by a hazy filter. No matter how hard Zhou Chang concentrated his eyes, he could hardly see anything clearly.

At this time, the sound of horse hooves came from all directions.

"The Iron Horse is coming!"

Zhou Sanji reminded Zhou Chang loudly: "Let's erase your name from the altar. It's just like what's sung in the opera - Sun Wukong crossed out his own name and the names of his monkeys and grandchildren from the King of Hell's book of life and death. This is a violation of the law of heaven!
If you commit a serious taboo, you will naturally be punished!
Iron horses and land boats are both forms of punishment!
If you listen carefully, the more horse hoof sounds there are, the more iron horses are coming!
The iron horse will disrupt your steps and make you unable to hold on to the kite rope. The land boat will take you to another place and even ask you to go back the way you came - when you encounter the iron horse, you have to keep your mind steady, concentrate on holding on to the kite rope, and ignore everything else!

This way you won't lose your composure, and no matter how many cavalry there are, they won't be able to do anything to you!
If you encounter a land boat, it will try every means to get you on board. As long as you don't get on board, there is nothing it can do!
Remember this!"

Zhou Chang carefully distinguished the old man's words, making sure that his words today had not been infected by any trickery.

“Taking the name of a secular god is a big taboo in this world?

If you are given a death omen, you should die?" Zhou Chang frowned and said, "Anyone who tries to eliminate the death omen will experience the iron horse and land boat?"

"Everywhere." Zhou Sanji nodded as he listened to the increasingly loud sound of horse hooves around him.

"It seems that this world is biased towards these secular gods."

When Zhou Sanji heard his grandson's words, he smiled but said nothing.

All around, the sparse horse hoof sounds suddenly became as dense as raindrops! Such dense horse hoof sounds meant that the number of iron horses coming to stop the two must be extremely large!
Hearing the dense sound of horse hooves, Zhou Sanji's face suddenly changed: "It's coming!

You can't see the Iron Horse, you can only feel it!
Don't be afraid, hold on to the kite string!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, the sound of horse hooves around him suddenly became as loud as thunder: "Boom boom boom boom!"

Amid the thunderous sound of horse hooves, the originally unchanging scenery of the underworld in Zhou Chang's eyes suddenly changed. Coffins made of gold, copper, iron, or wood seemed to be pulled by invisible horses, or as if riding on invisible rivers, surrounding Zhou Chang from all directions!

The coffins were not lying flat and rushing towards Zhou Chang, but standing upright with the coffin lids facing Zhou Chang, surrounding him in all directions like thick forests!

"Zhou Chang!"

"Zhou Chang!"

"Zhou Chang!"

"perimeter!"

"Zhou Shuangyang!"

……

Strange voices that were difficult to distinguish between male and female came from the upright coffins!

Every call caused the kite string in Zhou Chang's hand to shake violently!

This is Zhou Chang's "Iron Horse Disaster"!
His calamity on horseback made him see the coffins in front of his mother's grave!

Zhou Chang's heart trembled!

Zhou Sanji, who was standing by, could not see Zhou Chang's 'Iron Horse Disaster', but he could sense that his grandson's mind was becoming confused at this moment - the kite string in his hand was swaying from side to side, and it was clear that it was showing signs of being unable to hold the needle steady!
"Hold on, grandson!"

"As long as you don't mess around, the iron horse can't take you away!"

"You are in Hades, not anywhere else - you have to keep your composure. If you can't, you will stay here forever!"

Zhou Sanji spoke repeatedly, constantly reminding Zhou Chang.

With his reminder, the kite string in Zhou Chang's hand gradually became stable and began to tighten, no longer swaying from side to side as before.

The sound of horse hooves fell silent for a moment.

But when Zhou Sanji saw that Zhou Chang had not taken a single step, he knew that this "Iron Horse Disaster" was still going on and had not yet ended.

He was secretly anxious, hoping that Senior Brother Yang outside could play a role and eliminate this iron horse disaster.

In reality.

Yang Rui watched the footprints representing the grandfather and grandson cross the threshold and approach the boundary of the white sand land.

There was no joy on his face, but instead it became solemn.

The iron horse and land boat did not appear on the white sand, which meant that Zhou Chang did not survive the double disaster. It also meant that Zhou Chang was most likely unable to get his "name back" from Feng Qi!
"how come?"

Yang Rui clearly had a hunch before - Zhou Chang should have taken back his own name and erased the omen of death!

Just as he was wondering, Shi Danzi suddenly exclaimed, "Horse legs!"

"Master, there are many horse leg prints on the sand!"

"Horse leg prints?"

Yang Rui's eyes focused and he immediately looked towards the white sand. He immediately saw rows and rows of horse leg prints densely surrounding Zhou Chang and Zhou Sanji's footprints!
Those horse leg prints are proof that the 'Iron Horse' has come rushing in!

They washed away so quickly that from the time Shidanzi saw the first horse leg print and cried out in surprise to the time Yang Rui turned around to look at the white sand, horse leg prints had already spread all around the footprints of the grandfather and grandson!

Now, Yang Rui no longer had to worry about Zhou Chang not getting his name back.

But his scalp was tingling even more!
The number of horse leg prints on the white sand showed that this Iron Horse Disaster was also extremely terrifying!
"Gudong!"

Uncle Yang swallowed his saliva.

Bai Xiu'e looked over with a worried look: "Uncle Yang, are these horse leg prints... iron horses?
If we erase these horse leg prints, can we stop these iron horses?"

"Yes, as long as we erase the horse leg prints, it will be equivalent to eliminating the 'Iron Horse Disaster' for Achang." Grandpa Yang nodded, looking at the white sand with a serious expression, "But erasing these horse leg prints is not an easy task.

At this time, the white sand is equivalent to the reflection of the underworld in the human world. If you rashly put your hand in, your arm will immediately turn into dried bacon!
And they also have to withstand the impact of those iron horses.

Although there is a layer between us and it, the impact force is not as strong as in the underworld, but so many iron horses colliding at the same time is also very dangerous and terrifying..."

Yang Rui said this, but he didn't dare to hesitate any longer.

The kite flying over the yard outside the house began to shake, indicating that the iron horse was continuing to ram Zhou Chang. If he hesitated for a moment at this moment, it might lead to the failure of Zhou Chang's attempt to break the hell.

Strands of illusory and colorful hair gathered on the palms and backs of Yang Rui's hands.

His nails began to grow long and sharp, and his colorful hair gradually turned black and yellow.

"The way of heaven is to make up for the excess of damage and make up for the deficiency..."

Yang Rui murmured to himself, stretched out his hand covered with yellow fox hair, and was about to put it into the white sand.

"Let me give you a hand!"

At this time, Bai Xiu'e, who pursed her lips, also stretched out her hand——

Strands of lotus root silk shimmering with silver water flowed out from her palms and wrapped around Yang Rui's arm covered with yellow fox hair, layer by layer. Yang Rui wanted to shake his head and refuse, thinking that Bai Xiu'e's so-called help might very well cause trouble for him.

However, when the lotus silk with silvery sheen really wrapped around one of his arms, he suddenly felt as if this arm was wearing a layer of flexible yet strong armor, which could suppress all kinds of sneakiness and was full of power!
Yang Rui looked at Bai Xiu'e in surprise, thanked her, and then stretched his arm into the white sand.

The lotus root silk in his hand was eroded by a twisted and invisible force, peeling off strands and turning into ashes!
But his palm approached the large number of horse leg prints in a moment. He let the horse leg prints hit the cloth armor woven from lotus silk, leaving pits. Yang Rui gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to sweep away the large number of horse leg prints!

"Wow..."

Wherever he passed his hand, the horse leg mark disappeared.

He scraped his palm repeatedly, and all the horse leg marks surrounding Zhou Chang and Zhou Sanji were scraped clean!

At this time, the lotus root silk wrapped around Yang Rui's arm was also consumed, and the yellow fox's hair was curled up, as if it was ignited by a raging fire, and it was about to be burned to ashes - Yang Rui quickly withdrew his hand with a satisfied smile on his face.

But before he could be happy, the footprints of the grandfather and grandson appeared in front of him on the white sand that he had smoothed with his hands.

The spindle-shaped mark gradually deepened.

The iron horse had not gone far when the land boat arrived.

(End of this chapter)