Chapter 209: Erlang of Guankou, who obeys orders but not declarations, is Yang Jian!
At the execution ground, the onlookers showed a trace of pity in their eyes.
Even though they have become ghosts, most of them were simple and kind people in their lifetime. It would always be painful for them to see such a beautiful girl suffering from torture.
Especially since she was once a bad person, she protected one side and fought against demons.
But even though they couldn't bear it, they could only watch the little girl die without being able to do anything. Some of the elderly people sighed and silently covered the eyes of the children around them.
The executioner snorted coldly, and even though he saw the man's soul was about to dissipate, he still swung his steel whip, wanting to give him one last lash.
He was also disgusted with the bad guys who repeatedly went against them.
However, a sigh was heard.
The steel whip stopped in the air, as if it was restrained by an invisible force and could hardly move.
"Who is it?"
The ghost was shocked and pulled the steel whip with all his strength. However, the whip that had worked so smoothly in the past now seemed like a hard stone.
Crackling!
The blood-stained steel whip made a sound like firecrackers, then broke into several pieces. Several flying steel needles pierced into the ghost's body, causing him to scream in pain.
Other ghost officials also gathered together and looked around with great vigilance.
"Who is it? Come out if you have the guts. What's the point of hiding?"
A figure slowly walked out of the crowd. He took off his bamboo hat, revealing a handsome face, eyes like cold stars, nose like a hanging gallbladder, and a body as straight as a sword. He had a Taoist bun on his head and was dressed simply, but he was clear and elegant.
"Brother, come back soon!"
Lu Chunliang used his magical powers to transmit his voice and tried his best to signal with his eyes, but Li Daoxuan ignored him.
Seeing that Li Daoxuan was about to enter the execution ground, he gritted his teeth, reached out to grab Li Daoxuan's sleeve, and wanted to take him away quickly.
However, his hand grabbed nothing.
Li Daoxuan took just an ordinary step forward, but his body moved dozens of feet as if the ground had shrunk into an inch, and he arrived at the execution ground.
"Brother Lu, I'm really sorry. There's something I've been hiding from you. Actually, I'm not an ordinary person."
Li Daoxuan continued forward, the breeze blew up the hair at his temples, revealing the red mark between his eyebrows.
The ghost officials waved their steel whips and raised their steel forks and attacked Li Daoxuan.
His eyes were calm, like an ocean brewing a storm.
Li Daoxuan stretched out his right hand, with a faint golden light flowing on it, and gently clenched it towards the ghost officials.
The magical power of gold!
The next moment, both the steel whip and the steel fork broke into pieces and turned into a pile of iron powder, which floated away in the wind.
The ghost officials stood there in a daze, staring in disbelief at their magical weapons that had turned to ashes.
Lu Chunliang was shocked, is this... a magical power?
At this moment, Li Daoxuan no longer restrained his edge. His robe fluttered, and a mysterious Taoist charm emanated from his body, as smooth as jade and as bright as the moon.
In the eyes of Lu Chunliang who was operating the Dharma Eye, a faint fluorescent light was flowing around Li Daoxuan's body. This was the phenomenon after his soul transformed into a Yin God. The huge soul power penetrated the flesh and shone with a tiny ray of light. Only those with high spiritual perception could see it.
“Yin…Yin God Realm?!”
Lu Chunliang opened his mouth wide. Brother Li was actually a great master in the Yin Shen realm!
With the cultivation level of Yin Shen Realm, even in Maoshan, he would be considered a leading figure and part of the sect's foundation, not to mention that he is a Yin Shen Realm cultivator who has cultivated supernatural powers!
Lou Xiaoyun's soul was almost dissipated, but the moment she saw Li Daoxuan, her pupils suddenly lit up.
It was as if on that night when demons were rampant, she hid in the temple of Erlang Zhenjun when she was terrified and helpless.
But she soon realized that Li Daoxuan was in a very dangerous situation.
In fact, she has always been very clear that Li Daoxuan just has a similar divine eye to Erlang Zhenjun, but he is not Erlang Zhenjun.
Just as she had always understood, the statue that protected her that night actually had no spirituality at all. The gods and Buddhas had long disappeared, and what the demons were afraid of was only Erlang Shen's former reputation.
She was too weak to speak . She just looked at Li Daoxuan and shook her head with all her strength.
She was signaling Li Daoxuan to run quickly and not to be discovered by the Hollow-Dull Ghost King.
If Li Daoxuan had not died and had grown into a Yang God in the future, the Tang Dynasty would have had another kind and just powerful monk.
The people will also have someone to rely on.
As for a small person like her, death is death. Her only regret is that she failed to pass on the message.
Li Daoxuan understood the look in Lou Xiaoyun's eyes.
But he shook his head.
The ghost officials burned ghost fires and sent out signals, and soon countless ghost officials would surround this place, and even the Hollow-bellied Ghost King might take action.
The light in Lou Xiaoyun's eyes dimmed again, and her soul dissipated little by little from her feet to her head. She wanted to say her last words, but she was too tired, and her throat had already been boiled by the red-hot iron juice.
"Miss Lou, do you remember the question you asked me before?"
Li Daoxuan said suddenly.
"You asked me if I was Erlang Zhenjun, and I said no, you got the wrong person."
Only half of Lou Xiaoyun's body was left, but she seemed to understand something, and her dull eyes suddenly showed a strange look.
"Now I tell you, I lied."
"You didn't mistake the person."
Li Daoxuan opened his arms, and rays of precious light flew out of the gourd and landed on him.
The nine-cloud crown holds the hair together and the shiny silver armor protects the body.
Li Daoxuan put on a complete set of bright silver dragon armor, including purple gold shoulder pads, dragon scale shoulders, unicorn arm guards, and tiger head waist.
From head to toe, it's all covered with silver armor and golden threads, shining brightly!
The black cloak fluttered in the wind, Li Daoxuan stretched out his right hand, and a mighty and domineering three-pointed, double-edged sword appeared in his hand.
The blade of the sword was like cold light shining on the snow, the handle of the gun was like a silver dragon circling a pillar, the fierce and murderous aura rose into the sky, and the sound of a dragon was faintly heard.
boom!
A brilliant golden light shot out from between Li Daoxuan's eyebrows. He opened his third eye, and the golden light was like a flash of lightning, illuminating the entire underworld.
Those ghost officials were all turned into ashes under this golden light that could subdue demons. Even the ground of the underworld was cut with a deep crack that was nearly a hundred feet long and wide, and wisps of burnt smoke rose up.
At this moment, Li Daoxuan didn't need to say anything extra. The ghosts imprisoned in the ghost town knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.
They shouted the divine name of Erlang Zhenjun at the top of their lungs, with tears streaming down their faces!
Lu Chunliang stared at the scene blankly. He pinched himself hard and grimaced in pain.
The person I have been protecting and calling a brother to just now... is it Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun, Yang Jian? !
Li Daoxuan paid no attention to the excited crowd. He quietly looked at Lou Xiaoyun, who was left with only her head. He saw her eyes gradually become moist, revealing an unprecedented look.
Boom!
A ghost general as huge as a mountain came over. He was wearing copper armor as red as a branding iron, holding a ghost-head sword in his hand. His long hair was curly like cinnabar, he had a green face and fangs, and his eyes were full of violent aura.
The number one ghost general in the underworld, Chihu!
Chihu stood in front of Li Daoxuan, looking down at him, his huge pupils as if he was looking at a humble ant.
His voice was like thunder, full of the dominance of ruling over life and death.
"Who are you? How dare you enter my underworld?"
At the same time, thousands of ghost officials surrounded the execution ground like a tide.
Faced with this horrifying scene, Li Daoxuan didn't even look at it.
He looked at Lou Xiaoyun and saw a hint of anticipation in her eyes.
Li Daoxuan turned around, holding a three-pointed, double-edged sword, wearing a bright silver dragon armor, with his cloak fluttering, and proudly facing the mountain-like red tiger ghost general and thousands of ghost soldiers.
A sonorous sound resounded through the heavens and earth and echoed in the sky.
"The Erlang of Guankou, who only obeys orders but not instructions, is Yang Jian!"
