Chapter 157: The holy corpse strikes!

Guishentai!
One of the four forbidden lands in Southern Xinjiang has been behind all the major events in Southern Xinjiang since Eternal Night. Their power is beyond doubt.
The point is that they are also destined enemies.
Most importantly, Zhang Yang is right.
As the ghost wind said earlier, the birth of the seven-color treasure soil, the gourd vine, and the seven treasure gourds was caused by at least fifteen saints killed by the holy sages of the ghosts and gods, and this saint corpse came from here, meaning The saint corpse is one of the saints killed, so it is true that it is a ghost and platform.
Of course, Zhang Yang also deliberately hated the ghost Tera.
However, the corpse did not respond.
Still sending out confused questions there.
"Who killed the sage! Who killed the sage!"
He kept repeating.
This made Zhang Yang frowned slightly, he was still completely unconscious?
Then why do you ask.
Since asking, it must be understood.
"Ghost stage killed you." Zhang Yang reminded again.
The holy corpse still has no response, and still asks suspiciously: "Who killed the saint!"
This made Zhang Yang scratch his head a little, what should he do.
He calmed down and thought.
Soon, a thought came to my mind.
"The saint corpse was born? Isn't it my cause?"
"Seven Colored Treasure Earth, Gourd Vine, Seven Treasure Gourds, there is definitely a lot of time, it is the ghosts and the gods and the people of the Great Xia Empire here that can't handle it, so why is there still no holy corpse born?
"Qise Baotu has a suppressive effect? ​​No! No!"
"I'm very sure of this. If there is, how can I take it away so easily."
"Then the only change is me."
"It was the change that I brought about when I stepped into the seven-color treasure land, and I stepped into..."
The process of stepping into the seven-color treasure land appeared in his mind earlier, and the terrible holy intent was revealed to kill him with the sword. It was his blood turmoil that calmed down.
At that time, he even suspected that it was his blood that allowed him to enter the Da Ri Feng Ruins.
So is it the change brought about by his blood turmoil, blood qi permeating the seven-color treasure land?
There is also that whether he cultivates in the Seven Colors Treasure Land, whether he will break through is also related to the Nine Extremes True Essence.
Nine Extremes Zhenyuan is known as the foundation of Immortal Dao cultivation, and it is not impossible to have magical power.
Thinking of this, he was ready to agitate his blood, using the nine-pole true essence to make a sound.
"Bloodline!"
Open the corners of the mouth and twitch.
His blood is silent, and it is difficult to agitate unless he is particularly stimulated.
It seemed that he was injured.
He recalled the few times he was injured.
Yang Shilong sneaked into the vast forest and was pierced by an arrow in order to save Xue Feishuang.
Later, the King Kong Dojo was injured by the power of the saint demon God of War.
This memory immediately felt a sense of humiliation, anger, and violent emotions permeating from the depths of his blood. His eyes were shining, and his heart felt wild and violent, and he wanted to crush the world.
He didn't understand why this was so, but he knew it was possible, because the saint corpse suddenly looked back at him.
At that moment, Zhang Yang's heart palpitations, but the irritability, anger and humiliation in the blood are more intense, as if it hurts anyone in the vast world, it is a huge shame, even the holy corpse can hardly contain it.
So he had no intention of running away.
The blood pulse was surging, and the blood qi loomed out from the body surface.
He urged Nine Extremes True Yuan and roared wildly.
"You were killed by the Guishentai!"
The sound was like a thunderbolt in a clear sky.
Staring at him, the sacred corpse who was still repeating inquiries suddenly shook, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes like a black hole, and his voice finally changed.
"Ghost stage? Ghost stage? Ghost stage?"
He is still confused.
Zhang Yang was pleasantly surprised, his judgment was correct, it was really possible.
"Yes, the ghost and platform killed you!" Zhang Yang roared, "the ghost and platform is the most evil force in southern Xinjiang. They launched the war of all saints thousands of years ago. They slaughtered all the saints who died here. Take revenge, look for the ghosts and gods."
There was a slight light in the sacred corpse's dark eyes, and his breath slowly became mad. The black space on his body that was cut like a spear made a harsh sound, and his low voice reverberated in the world.
"Ghost stage, kill me, revenge! Revenge! Revenge!!!"
Suddenly his voice turned into a wild roar, and endless darkness and black glow rose up all over his body, rushing straight into the sky, as if he was about to tear the big sun phoenix ruins. The terrible power led to an abnormal movement in the radius of hundreds of miles, and he was shocked. I thought I was going to die, and I didn't want him to be okay, that terrible power actually bypassed him deliberately, and it was like a drive away, and it never hurt him.
The holy corpse slammed into the sky.
The chain of flames that ran through his body suddenly tightened, to restrain him.
"Roar!"
The holy corpse hissed wildly, and his body was dark and black and rioted, turning into a series of terrible power from the body, corroding the flame chain.
"revenge!"
He yanked, and the flame chain inside his left shoulder was torn.
"Vengeance! Revenge! Revenge!"
The saint corpse stretched out his left hand, grabbed the three flame chains, violently exerted force, and broke.
His violent power surged, and the gloomy black glow turned into a ghost and snapped the other flame chains.
He broke free.
The flame streaks on the ground are getting more and more, unexpectedly going to restrain him again.
"Roar!"
The holy corpse roared wildly and slapped the ground with a slap.
The power of darkness spreads in all directions through the palm of the hand.
The earth, mountains and rivers trembled like a big earthquake.
All the underground flame streaks broke and shattered.
The holy corpse stepped forward.
He is heading southwest, a thousand miles away.
Zhang Yang is about to use the three steps of mountains and rivers to the extreme, hurriedly advancing, this is the limit to play.
Even so, when he rushed out for seven or eight hundred miles, he looked far away and saw a building that could hold a hundred thousand people. The whole body was pitch black and covered with all kinds of ghost ways, like lying on the ground. The ghost town of the fierce beast was trampled on by the holy corpse.
That is a real burst.
No matter how many ghosts forbidden law, no matter what kind of power, under the foot of the holy corpse, it can only be shattered.
In the ghost city and outside the ghost city, using various methods, the treasures desperately fleeing are the ghost guards from the ghosts and gods, all exploding into blood fog in the air, and no one lives.
That scene is appalling.
What made Zhang Yang even more surprised was that there was something in the ghost city that was intact, bursting with dark light, pitch black as ink, and similar to the power of the saint corpse, but it was different. It was the ghost road forbidden method of the ghosts and gods.
Zhang Yang quickly approached and watched carefully.
That is a screen.
The screen depicts the scene of Jiuyou Difu, including Guimenguan, Huangquan Road, Naihe Bridge, Black and White Impermanence, Bull Head Horse Face, Judge, Yama and so on.
This is the supreme treasure.
This treasure bloomed with light, resisting the sacred corpse for life, and even he was faintly visible. Under this light, many treasures were actually guarded.
Zhang Yang was short of breath.
"That's a treasure collected by the people of the Guishentai!"
"In addition to the things that the people at the Guishentai can't take away, there are also things that are not eye-catching. The real good things are taken away, right here.
He wanted it, but the corpse was there.
The screen light is strong, the life is against the holy corpse, the Hades, the judge, the impermanence, the bull's head horse face, etc. all disappear inside, and even the scene of the Jiuyou Jiufu turns into ghost lights, blending with each other, forming a black vortex.
Inside, there was a cold voice.
"Dare to kill my ghosts and gods, die!"
At that moment, Zhang Yang suddenly knew that this was the treasure of connecting the ghosts and gods.
This is the reason why Guishentai can step into Da Rifeng Ruins.
This treasure allows the people in Da Rifeng Ruins to return directly to the Ghosts and Gods Terrace.
This is a bit similar to the ancient teleportation formation, but it is not. It is the supreme forbidden method of fixed teleportation between two places that evolved from the ancient teleportation formation.
Then the corpse...
His thoughts just arrived.
Seeing the huge body of the saint corpse suddenly shrunk, sinking into the black vortex in the screen.
The holy corpse went to the ghost and platform.