MTL - After Rebirth, I Returned to Miaojiang to Inherit My Family Business-Chapter 204

boom!

The black shadow that was attacking aggressively was pulled back by Wu Rong's move, and he couldn't even get close to him. At the same time, Wu Rong was shocked by the recoil and took a few steps back, his arm was slightly numb and painful.

Good weight!

This was his first reaction. Such a strong power, even not much worse than the python spirit in its heyday. The attack just now seemed to have landed on a thick and tough iron sheet. Although he was pulled back, Wu Rong could feel that the opponent was not injured at all. Sure enough, the next second, the hurricane came again, and with the low roar of a beast, the huge black shadow suddenly attacked Wu Rong, and the two sides collided with each other.

This time the feeling was stronger, as if Wu Rong had been hit head-on by an overloaded truck driving at full speed. He retreated six or seven steps before stopping his figure and confronting the opponent. The attacker was the tall black shadow standing behind Fu Ruoyun. More than two meters high and two people wide, the black clothes were stretched so tight by the stiff muscles that it seemed that they were about to collapse in the next moment. Standing in front of him, Wu Rong was like a child!

The most frightening thing was that he was huge, but his movements were not clumsy and slow. In just a short moment, Wu Rong had already fought over ten moves with him, and the opponent had a ferocious fighting instinct like a beast. Dodge all fatal attacks and resist harmless attacks. The dead wood imbued with strength and as hard as iron scratched his body and sparked sparks, completely unable to pierce the hard skin!

But Wu Rong's ultimate move was behind him, and when the battle was getting intense, the yin and yang flames suddenly rose, and quickly attacked the opponent's neck and neck. Caught off guard, his entire head was engulfed by the flames, and his hood was curled up and carbonized by the flames. Wu Rong took the opportunity to avoid it, watching the huge figure engulfed by the raging flames, but his face became more and more serious.

Zhengyang fire is the world's best yang, and eclipsing yin fire is the world's best yin. After they fuse together, the condensed flame can burn even the talisman rope, which shows its power. The strange man who was engulfed by the flames was completely burned, revealing a pale body full of stitched scars, trembling slightly under the flames, as if convulsing in pain. But if you look closely, you can find that he didn't suffer any real injuries, and the abnormally pale skin gradually turned a touch of blood after being burned by the flames.

Can't keep burning like this!

Wu Rong retracted the flame immediately, staring at the motionless monster, feeling more and more vigilant.

"Oh, don't stop the fire, don't stop the fire, keep burning!"

At this moment, a heartbroken male voice came from the cliff: "I'm just two breaths away, this corpse puppet!"

Wu Rong looked out of the corner of his eye, and saw Fu Ruoyun riding on a dead tree with a crooked neck growing out of a rock crevice in the middle of the cliff, and looked down hard, seeing that Wu Rong looked more sincere: "Wu Rong Brother Rong, burn it, you continue to burn, really. My corpse puppet is cruel by nature, painless, painless, and will not be tired. You can only stop when you burn it, otherwise it will keep chasing and killing you until it kills you. Unpacking eight pieces, the appearance of death is extremely miserable and terrifying."

"Really, trust me. You burn it a lot, and I will leave you with a whole body in the end, and give you a good burial!"

"Roar!"

Before he finished speaking, the corpse puppet slammed into Wu Rong again with a deafening roar. The area in the canyon that is not affected by the talisman array is already narrow, and the corpse is huge, so it is impossible to completely avoid it. Wu Rong picked up the dead branch and went up to meet it, brazenly colliding with the corpse puppet. As soon as he touched it, Wu Rong felt a subtle difference. The corpse puppets are stronger and faster. Flame burning is not harm to it, but an enhancement!

Fu Ruoyun, the heir of the Maoshan sect, is a corpse puppet.

With one blow, Wu Rong jumped onto the talisman rope with the recoil force, stepping on the yin and yang flames, he stood firmly on the dangling red rope with the thickness of his forearm, looked down at the corpse puppet from a high position, and remembered what Grandmaster Ling Yun once said . In this world, apart from humans and ghosts, there is another kind of existence between humans and ghosts, and that is corpses. One of the most famous ones who play with corpses and raise corpses is the head-down master, and the other is the people from Maoshan.

Different ghost-breeding people have different parasitic parts of ghosts, some are on the tongue, some are on the hands, and some are on the head. These are the parts with the most yin energy. The most powerful Taoist priests of the Maoshan sect can collect these corpses, cut off the parts that raise ghosts and sew them together, and nourish them with corpse oil and human blood for ninety-nine or eighty-one days. The corpse puppet cultivated has yin and ghost energy integrated into the body, making it invulnerable to swords and guns, its skin is as hard as iron, and it is not afraid of water and fire.

But the corpse puppet is a dead thing with neither yin nor yang after all, it is rejected by the heavens, and once formed, it cannot be further advanced. Unless you can get angry. This kind of anger is extraordinary, the more powerful the corpse puppet needs to be angry, the level of animal flesh and blood is too low to be effective, using the flesh and blood of living people to break the law, this makes some Maoshan Taoists go astray, and they are on the world most wanted list to practice Maoshan Skilled people can account for a full 10%.

It's just a really powerful corpse puppet, even if a living person gets angry, it's just a drop in the bucket. The corpse puppet Fu Ruoyun raised was passed down from generation to generation, and the Maoshan Taoist priests of all generations could not make it go any further. Even if the spiritual recovery comes, the vitality of the capable person is infinitely stronger than that of ordinary people, and it is not enough for the corpse puppet to advance.

Now that he finally found an opportunity, how could he let the opportunity slip away! Seeing that Wu Rong stepped onto the talisman rope and no longer used flames, the huge corpse puppet also wanted to keep up, but was forced by Fu Wei to stare blankly below, unwilling to roar wildly, Fu Ruoyun's face darkened, and he pulled out the soul-inspiring banner, Flip directly:

"Boy, don't eat a toast and eat fine wine!"

The moment Fu Ruoyun pulled out the soul-inviting flag, Wu Rong suddenly turned his head to look as if he had sensed something. Although he couldn't recognize what the crumpled gray cloth banner that looked like a dishcloth was, his sense of crisis had sounded the alarm! Wu Rong stepped on the talisman rope with all his strength, and the turbulent Yin Qi surged against the talisman array, and the red hot talisman fire suddenly struck, but Wu Rong just jumped up with his strength, and he flew across the air like a falcon, attacking Fu Ruoyun!

"...to stir the soul, to shake the soul."

A gleam flashed across Fu Ruoyun's small eyes, and he lightly reprimanded: "Go!"

The palm-sized cloth banner rose against the wind, and it was rushing towards Wu Rong who was rushing forward! Wu Rong turned sideways to avoid it, but a suction force suddenly came from the soul-inducing banner, and he was wrapped up in it. The two-person-high gray cloth streamer wrapped Wu Rong tightly like a shroud, and the black light shone with corpse aura, and the rocks touched by the pitch-black corpse aura melted and corroded, which was more terrifying than the venom of the python spirit!

"It doesn't feel good to be in the soul-invigorating streamer."

Fu Ruoyun said with a smile: "This soul-inspiring banner is made of nine hundred and ninety-nine fierce ghosts, ninety-nine ghost generals and a nine-star ghost king. Even if your soul reaches the level of the nine-star ghost king, you will not be able to resist. Rong, I don't want to kill you, it's better to let out the flame obediently if you are sensible!

As if echoing Fu Ruoyun's words, as soon as his words fell, a thick ghost fog rose from the gray soul-inspiring banner, and countless twisted and terrifying ghosts floated in the dense fog, scrambling to get out of the soul-inviting banner, but none of them could escape. The shrill howling of ghosts and wolves immediately resounded throughout the canyon, filled with gloom and ghostly aura, the canyon was like a **** on earth, and the talisman array shone brightly.

"Huh? Why is there no movement?"

Fu Ruoyun laughed a few times, but there was no reaction in the soul-inducing banner. He raised his eyebrows upside down, ruthlessly urged the soul banner again, and there was another burst of ghostly crying and wolf howling. But there is still no movement inside the soul-invigorating banner. Normal people should have been tormented by the soul-inducing banner long ago, and they were tortured non-stop.

"It's broken, Wu Rong shouldn't be dead."

Fu Ruoyun turned pale with shock, stared at the soul-invigorating banner with worry and anxiety, he was at a loss, and muttered to himself: "That's right, after all he has been in the talisman array for so long, he might not have much strength in the first place. It's broken, it's broken." , can't let him die!"

Seeing that the soul-invigorating banner is still not moving, Fu Ruoyun is really anxious, and he is about to untie the soul-inviting banner by reciting the mantra silently. But while chanting the mantra, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Why is Dahei gone?"

Dahei is the nine-star ghost king in the soul-calling banner. It was in the early stage of spiritual recovery, when the seven tiankengs had not been sealed. The grandpa of Maoshan Sect at that time, Fu Ruoyun, took it back and refined it with it as the core. The spirit banner.

But now when Fu Ruoyun is urging the soul-calling banner, he can't feel the existence of Dahei at all, so the big nine-star ghost king just disappeared out of thin air!

"What's going on? What's going on here? Dahei, no, what about Erhei, why is Erhei gone?!"

Erhei is the most powerful ghost general in the summoning banner, comparable to the ghost king.

Fu Ruoyun was completely dumbfounded at this moment, he was pinching his hands, and if he stopped rashly, he would suffer a terrible backlash. But when he pinched his hand, Fu Ruoyun's face became paler and paler, pale like a ghost, his eyes seemed dazed and crazy, just when the hand was about to be pinched, Fu Ruoyun finally couldn't help it, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and let out a mournful cry Said: "...one hundred blacks, mine one hundred blacks!"

Bai Hei was the last ghost general in the soul-inducing banner, and all the ghost kings and generals in the soul-inviting banner disappeared in just a few minutes! There are only 999 ghosts left, and the ghosts are decreasing in piles.

"Don't eat, don't eat anymore!"

Now that Fu Ruoyun didn't know what happened, he was a fool. He hung his head and stamped his feet, weeping and hating himself for throwing a wolf into the sheepfold! Seeing that the color of the soul-invigorating banner is getting lighter and lighter, and the ghost aura is almost gone, it is almost turning from gray cloth to white cloth. Fu Ruoyun regretted it, and was too busy manipulating the soul-invigorating banner to spit out the people inside.

But before the corner of the soul-inviting banner was unfolded, before it could shake, a hand was stretched out from inside, and the corner of the scroll was pulled to close it again! Fu Ruoyun could see clearly that that hand belonged to Wu Rong, and he was still holding the dying ghost in his hand! This glance made Fu Ruoyun furious, his eyes burst into gold stars with anger, he almost fainted out of breath.

But the next moment, the sound of cracking the sky came, and in the blink of an eye, there were three more bullet holes on the soul-invigorating flag.

"It's five minutes."

A cruel child's voice sounded from the cliff: "Fu Ruoyun, get out of the way."

"But, but, head, my corpse puppet, my spirit banner—"

"Bang bang."

Two gunshots sounded, and Fu Ruoyun, like the goose that was strangled, couldn't speak anymore, his face turned blue and red, and suddenly spit out a few mouthfuls of blood. At the same time, the soul-invigorating banner, which had run out of ghost energy, was severely injured, disintegrating from the bullet holes, and annihilated into powder in the blink of an eye. A black shadow flew out from the streamer, and reached the other side of the canyon in the blink of an eye.

Tick, tick.

Blood flowed from the bullet hole, Wu Rong did not change his face, and dug out the bullet that had penetrated into his shoulder with his bare hands, and the golden bullet, stained with blood and flesh, was crushed and flattened between his fingers, and landed with a clang. The cold wind whistling through the valley, but it couldn't blow the hem of Wu Rong's clothes. The black clothes were not visible, but in fact he was covered with scars, and the blood that flowed out made the clothes stick to his body, and the smell of blood was strong and frightening.

Only Wu Rong knew that the wounds on his body in the soul-invigorating banner were healing at a flying speed, and it was this seemingly inconspicuous bullet hole that was bleeding non-stop that caused serious damage to him. The yin and yang flames ignited, oppressing and urging out the stubborn purifying power remaining in the bullet holes and scars. Feeling the reappearance of the yin and yang fire, the corpse puppet became agitated again, but this time it stood still, not daring to move forward.

An extremely strong sense of oppression hit from opposite Wu Rong, frozen and motionless, like a towering and precipitous mountain. The short figure stood on the talisman rope in the northeast. He was shorter than Su Xiaomi and looked younger, but his strength was not comparable to Su Xiaomi. Wu Rong couldn't even see through his strength. Before the ghosts who had just devoured them had time to digest, he could only feel a sense of crisis that was a hundred times stronger than that of the corpse puppet.

"Wu Rong."

The child's voice was crisp and clear, and when his name was pronounced by the child, Wu Rong felt empty for a moment, as if his soul had been emptied. Wu Rong, who came back to his senses, furrowed his brows tightly, and his eyes were stern. Without hesitation, he threw out a ball of ghost energy and stepped back, the thick black ghost energy was immediately shattered.

Wu Rong released dozens of clusters of ghost energy one after another, and the feeling of being locked in somewhere finally dissipated. At the same time, Wu Rong stepped on the talisman rope and kept retreating. Now he was in mid-air, not far from the ghost boy trapped in the middle of the talisman array.

'Fu...Qingnan...'