Immortal Creation.

Chapter 642 The Colossus Ning Zhuo
"I feel so powerful!"

Ning Zhuo was excited.

This was the first time in his life that he had officially controlled the giant paper doll.

Because of a previous deal with the City Lord of White Paper Immortal City, the giant paper statue had become Ning Zhuo's property. After the transaction, the City Lord of White Paper City taught Ning Zhuo the specific methods of controlling it.

Afterwards, Ning Zhuo secretly practiced a few times as well. But he did it quietly and only scratched the surface.

After the crisis broke out at the South Gate, Ning Zhuo rushed over immediately. He did not join the battle right away, but instead took the lead in entering the giant paper statue and activating it.

After activating it, Ning Zhuo felt himself expanding like a balloon being blown up, and in a few breaths he became a giant, then put on a layer of paper clothes.

At first, he could still sense the difference between the paper clothes and himself.

But soon, this sense of difference vanished without a trace, and he and the paper giant became completely one.

Ning Zhuo's spirit was elevated to an extreme level, and he could no longer feel his soul or body, only the giant paper figure.

From the outside, the paper giant statue was rapidly changing after it kicked away the Golden Core Ghost General.

It transformed into a blue-faced, fanged monster, its white paper body surging with yin energy. This yin energy, as black as ink, materialized, transforming into a layer of black iron armor, thus arming the giant paper figure.

Ning Zhuo kicked the Golden Core Ghost General away as easily as an ordinary person kicking away a mouse.

He pressed on, taking large strides forward, then raised his foot and stomped down hard.

boom.

His footwork was incredibly powerful, leaving a deep footprint in the floor tiles of the White Paper Immortal City.

The surging air currents, like a gust of wind, blew away the scarlet ghost general.

The scarlet ghost general felt a chill run down his spine as he stared at the deep pit left by the footprints: "If someone steps on this, I will surely be seriously injured and on the verge of death!"

Yang Sanyan's divine sense transmitted to Ning Zhuo, saying, "Ning Zhuo! Don't chase recklessly. I'll handle these Golden Core Ghost Generals! You should deal with the big guy!"

“Okay,” Ning Zhuo agreed readily.

That flying kick, although it hit the long-axe ghost general, was also unexpected, catching him off guard.

When it comes to a real attack, the paper giant is incredibly powerful, but slow, and its moves are easily predictable.

Therefore, the subsequent trampling allowed the Scarlet Demon to easily dodge.

"Dealing with these small things is indeed very inconvenient."

Unfortunately, such methods are not found in the paper doll statues.

Having experienced two wars between the two countries, Ning Zhuo naturally possessed sufficient combat skills.

He knew that Yang Sanyan was absolutely right, so he decisively abandoned the pursuit of those ghost generals, took big strides, and charged toward the Dead Bone Giant.

bang bang bang...

As the giant Ningzhuo ran, each step he took on the paving stones created a deep footprint, causing the ground to tremble.

boom!
With another loud crash, Ning Zhuo slammed into the Bone Giant, knocking it to the ground.

The buildings beneath the two colossal structures collapsed and flattened in an instant.

Tie Guzheng's eyelids twitched as he watched, and he quickly transmitted his thoughts: "Don't fight here, move away from the city gate!"

Colossus Ning Zhuo was the first to stand up, followed closely by the Dead Bone Giant.

The latter extended his arm and swung his fist, striking Ning Zhuo's head from left to right.

Colossus Ning Zhuo ducked to dodge the counterattack, then grabbed the Dead Bone Giant and threw it over his shoulder.

boom.

The giant bone spirit crashed heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust, and more than a dozen buildings collapsed, with scraps of paper flying everywhere.

Just as Ning Zhuo was about to press his advantage, he suddenly heard someone shout, "Watch out!"

A gust of wind rushed from behind my head.

Ning Zhuo instinctively crouched down and rolled over, dodging the heavy blow from behind.

This is the second Dead Bone Giant!
His fist, like a battering ram, swept across the ground but missed, then slammed heavily into a three-story paper building on the side that had not yet completely collapsed!

Bang!
The paper building was like a powder keg with a lit fuse, deforming and expanding violently in an instant, and then exploding into countless pieces and scraps of paper.

These debris flew out like a meteor shower, crashing into low-rise houses in the distance and causing secondary damage.

Ning Zhu rolled on the ground for a distance, then squatted down and turned around to look back.

Seeing the two giant skeletons standing together, his heart sank: "How am I supposed to fight them?"

His gaze unconsciously shifted, fixing on the ghost cultivator in another direction.

It is a time of mourning and desolation.

The somber spirit continues to maintain her lonely path, like a candle flickering in the wind.

The candle is burning fiercely; it's already 20% burned off.

We must kill her!

"Otherwise, the number of undead giants will only increase!!"

Ning Zhuo glanced around and saw that Yang Sanyan, the Bone Tomb Daoist, and the Golden Core Ghost Generals were locked in a fierce battle and could not break through for the time being.

Ning Zhuo then decided to do it himself.

But as soon as he got up, he was surrounded by two giant skeletons.

bang bang bang...

The three colossal creatures clashed head-on, engaging in a fierce close-quarters battle.

"It's inconvenient to have a bigger body!"

Ning Zhuo lacked this kind of practical experience and was entangled in a fierce battle with the two giant bone spirits.

Turning around, throwing a punch, stepping back, dodging to the side, using force against force... Although Ning Zhuo was fighting two against one, he quickly took control of the situation and gained the upper hand.

Although the Bone Giants are powerful and have strong defenses, they are not very intelligent and do not even have the most basic martial arts skills, which gives Ning Zhuo a lot of advantages in close combat.

The good times didn't last long; the arrival of the third Bone Giant directly changed the situation.

The colossus Ning Zhuo suffered repeated defeats.

He retreated into a cluster of buildings, each step he took trampling on a house.

"It's time to use martial arts!"

The paper giant comes with its own set of tricks.

Martial Arts - Long-Armed Python Twist.

Suddenly, Ning Zhuo's arms stretched out, attacking from the left and right, like two pale, living pythons!
The python's arm wrapped directly around the Bone Giant.

Bang, bang, bang...

The body of the Bone Giant was forcibly severed, producing a series of explosive sounds.

Ning Zhuo felt as if he were trying to break apart a dead tree.

Under the power of the colossus Ning Zhuo, the bones of the Dead Bone Giant truly shattered inch by inch, just like rotten, withered branches!
The upper body of a giant skeleton was twisted, leaving only its spine and head.

Just as it was about to be completely destroyed, the remaining two bone giants were activated, their bone spikes expanding as they wrapped around the giant Ning Zhuo.

Many sharp, thick bone spurs pierced directly through the armor and deeply embedded themselves in the body of the colossus Ningzhuo.

A sharp pain immediately followed.

Ning Zhuo grunted, stubbornly persisting with the Long-Arm Python Strike Martial Arts. Only after he had severed one of the Bone Giants did he push with both palms and kick back with both legs, creating distance between himself and the two Bone Giants.

Numerous holes appeared in the armor and body of the colossus Ningzhuo.

The two Golden Core level ghost generals followed the large hole and entered the giant paper statue.

Ning Zhuo realized this and was both shocked and furious: "What's going on? What is Yang Sanyan doing? He actually failed to stop these ghost generals?"

Ning Zhuo highly recognized Yang Sanyan's combat strength and had high expectations for him.

But as it turned out, he messed up at this crucial moment.

However, when Ning Zhuo looked around and saw Yang Sanyan, his heart sank and he immediately understood Yang Sanyan.

Yang Sanyan had blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and his chest was sunken with a deep mark from a stick.

He stared intently at the enemy who had ambushed him: "What does your Soul Devouring Sect want?" The one who had ambushed him was none other than the Bone Tomb Daoist.

The Bone Tomb Daoist came from the Soul Devouring Sect and was a true disciple of the sect's Golden Core stage. He stroked the bone club in his hand and said leisurely to Yang Sanyan, "Of course, the Soul Devouring Sect wants more."

"However, the Lord of White Paper City cares more about her independence."

“Even if we offer higher terms, she is unwilling to abandon the Myriad Manifestations Sect and list my Soul Devouring Sect as the number one sect here.”

"In that case, it is perfectly reasonable for us to cooperate with Lord Wangchuan."

The White Paper City Lord's plea for help was tantamount to inviting a wolf into the house.

Yang Sanyan coldly rebuked, "My Myriad Manifestations Sect has worked hard and contributed too much to the White Paper Immortal City, so it is only right that we have become the number one sect in the White Paper Immortal City."

"Bone Tomb Daoist, you will now pay the price for your mistakes!"

Rumble…

Yang Sanyan and the Bone Tomb Taoist were locked in a fierce battle, their fight proving to be evenly matched.

This left Ning Zhuo in a difficult position.

His energy was only enough to control the paper giant and deal with the two undead giants outside.

He was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, so it was already quite remarkable that he could activate and control a giant paper doll at the Nascent Soul level.

At this moment, Ning Zhuo had no spare strength to deal with the enemies who had invaded the giant's body, let alone interfere with Sang Le You Ling.

As long as the Mourning Wraith is not eliminated, she will continue to send out more Bone Giants!

Time was very favorable for the ghost army.

Rumble…

Ning Zhu rolled on the ground, once again dodging the combined attack of the Bone Giant. At the same time, he also took the opportunity to shake off the other Golden Core Ghost Generals who were trying to squeeze in.

Along its path, all the buildings were flattened and crushed.

bang bang bang...

The two giant skeletons were in hot pursuit.

Ning Zhuo tried to stand up, but suddenly his knees buckled.

However, the long-axe demon general killed his way down to the inside of the kneecap, destroying most of the magic array nodes within.

"Not good!" The state of Ning Zhuo and the paper doll being one was thus broken.

He immediately felt extremely uncomfortable, and every movement he made felt like he was carrying a heavy burden, like a mountain.

The other ghost general, meanwhile, followed the left arm and attacked the chest.

He wreaked havoc, causing the armor on Ning Zhuo's left arm to rapidly become ethereal, showing a strong tendency to disintegrate and dissipate.

Ning Zhuo immediately felt a tearing pain in his left arm.

boom!
The giant bone spirit struck heavily, knocking Ning Zhuo to the ground.

The heavy blow struck Ning Zhuo, causing him to feel a shock to his soul and experience intense, agonizing pain.

He could only curl up and defend himself with all his might.

bang bang bang...

The Bone Giant attacked relentlessly, each strike like a heavy hammer pounding on Ning Zhuo's soul.

For a moment, Ning Zhuo's ears were ringing, his vision went black, and tiny blood-red spots of light began to appear at the edges of his field of vision.

He was caught in a dilemma, both internally and externally.

Even if you want to break free now, you must sever the close connection between yourself and the paper giant.

Leaving at will will have a terrifying backlash!

……

Hades.

The altar for the grand ceremony of the robbery.

The Silent Ghost Monk's Returning to the Void Black Ball is locked in a battle of attrition with the Myriad Souls Flowing by the Lord of the River of Oblivion.

The former's "Silent Zen Sound" aims to kill all of Wangchuan Fujun's subordinates.

Lord Wangchuan has made his decision!
He made hand gestures, changing his offensive strategy.

The waters of the River of Oblivion burst forth and transformed into several Xuanming Water Dragons!
The water dragon roared ferociously, formed from millions of tons of water from the River of Oblivion, endless yin energy, immense magical power, and a vast number of dead souls.

They carried a terrifying aura of death, bypassed the black sphere of the void, and rushed towards the Silent Ghost Monk.

The Silent Ghost Monk is ruthlessly killing the subordinates of the Lord of the Forgotten River.

Faced with the attack of the water dragons, his turbid eyes finally showed emotion.

A single one would be enough to tear apart an ordinary avatar cultivator, and now there are seven attacking him!

The Silent Ghost Monk unleashed his natal magic weapon, a Buddhist wheel.

As the Buddha wheel rose into the air, a terrifying aura shot out in all directions, and the aura of the Silent Ghost Monk also rose to its peak!

The Buddha wheel spun rapidly, emitting a Buddha light that opened up a battlefield, distorted space, and in an instant formed a towering, indistinct, and desolate phantom of a Buddha!

Nirvana Buddha!
The seven Xuanming water dragons were blocked by the Buddha's phantom and could not advance an inch!
Lord Wangchuan's expression changed.

He knew that the competition had reached its most crucial moment.

He cannot retreat, nor should he be allowed to.

At the critical moment!
Lord Wangchuan summoned a seal.

This seal is entirely black, neither gold nor jade, and has an ancient and dignified design. The knob is a coiled dragon, and the four sides of the seal are engraved with countless fine, flowing netherworld runes. It is the symbol of supreme authority that governs the Underworld of Wangchuan and controls the River of Wangchuan—the Seal of the Lord of Wangchuan!

This is a national treasure!

The Lord of the Palace held nothing back, pouring all his life's cultivation into the seal and hurling it fiercely at the illusory image of the Buddha!
The national treasure struck him down, causing the Buddha's illusory image to shrink abruptly.

The national weapon soared into the sky, suppressing the battlefield.

The seven-headed Xuanming Water Dragon regained its power, climbed onto the Buddha's illusory image, and tightly entangled it.

The Xuanming Water Dragon let out a roar, and its power resonated with each other, eventually connecting head and tail to form a lock, sealing the Buddha's illusory image layer by layer.

The seal of the Lord of Wangchuan was also included.

Ultimately, it formed a huge silver-gray sphere. On the surface of the sphere, seven Xuanming water dragons were engraved in relief.

The Silent Ghost Monk stared silently at Lord Wangchuan. His tattered robes fluttered without wind, and his withered body began to become transparent and ethereal, like a bubble.

Finally, he took a step back, and the space beneath his feet rippled like water as his figure merged into the dark sky and disappeared without a trace.

"That's decisive enough," Lord Wangchuan snorted coldly.

Although he was victorious and had sealed and suppressed the enemy's natal Buddha wheel, his heart was heavy.

All because of their own official seal, they went in as well.

Otherwise, how could the enemy's Nirvana Buddha Wheel be suppressed?
"This might be a scheme to weaken my fighting power again!" Lord Wangchuan sensed the scent of a conspiracy.

But he had no choice but to deal with it step by step.

What was lost was not only his official seal, but also his troops.

Of the original five Nascent Soul cultivators, only two remain, and 60% of the 30,000 Imperial Guards have perished in the Annihilation.

"Go." Lord Wangchuan gave a soft shout, and with a push of his palms, he drew upon the flow of souls in Wangchuan to push away the Guixu Black Ball and the Xuanming Silver Ball, away from the altar, and into the heavy dark clouds.

"Go!" Forced into a corner, Ning Zhuo had no choice but to take out the mechanical puppet from the giant paper statue.

Faced with a fierce enemy, he cautiously deployed all his major combat forces.

Heavy Armored Blood Ape - Great Victory.

Shadow Blade - Night Tiger.

Qi Bai, the messenger of the underworld.

Buddhist Physician Meng Yaoyin!
The Buddhist healer, holding a sickle, appeared and his expression shifted slightly. He actually looked up and began to look around.

Ning Zhuo: "Mother?!"

(End of this chapter)