Witch Wind

Chapter 285 Coercion and inducement (Part )
Wu Jia's head exploded, he screamed in pain and retreated quickly.

The aura of essence and blood surged, and his shattered head, with countless fragments wriggling in the air. Extremely thin blood threads connected to each other, dragging the fragments and reorganizing them into a complete head.

Blood flashed and the cracks healed.

Wu Jia retreated ten miles, and a twisted witch seal flashing with evil light suddenly appeared in the middle of his brow, like a deformed eyeball embedded in the center of his brow. Waves of refined, condensed, and violently vibrating witch soul waves surged and swept forward fiercely with a deafening tearing sound.

It was like a mountain falling down in my face.

Xing Tianli opened his arms, purple air rose from his purple ribbon robe, and he allowed the Wu Soul attack from Wu Jia to hit him head-on. The purple ribbon robe followed the way of Tai Chi, and between the changes of Yin and Yang, Wu Jia's Wu Soul attack was eliminated by more than 70%, and the remaining 20% ​​of the force hit Xing Tianli, but only made a dull roar.

Like a breeze blowing on his face, Xing Tianli only staggered slightly and was not hurt at all.

He clapped his hands and exclaimed: "Good old man, what a good old man, your soul-strike method is quite sophisticated, hey, it almost broke my skin!"

Wu Jia's face turned pale—his attack barely broke Xing Tianli's skin?

With a sharp howl, Wu Jia formed seals with his hands, and black air filled the air around him, accompanied by shrill ghost howls. More than tens of millions of evil spirits and ghosts with white bones suddenly appeared in the black air. They spun their bodies and turned into balls of phosphorescent light, dragging thin smoke tails for miles, and rushed straight towards Xing Tianli to kill him.

Xing Tianli laughed loudly. In his mind, among the three evil statues, the one that looked like a Buddha but was not a Buddha was tempered by the huge hand that was transformed from the boundless chaos. Amidst the splashing fragments of the avenue, an extremely evil 'Great Nirvana Mantra of the Wheel-Revolving Bodhisattva' was performed by him.

Eighteen layers of hell, filled with evil spirits and various punishment reliefs, a huge halo that seemed real or illusory, true or false, appeared behind Xing Tianli. Along with the crazy howling of ghosts and wolves, the halo gradually solidified and turned into a material similar to black copper. A sitting Bodhisattva statue with bones all over its body, whose bones looked like pearls and jade, appeared at the core of the halo. It opened its arms, and its bony fingers slightly raised, and it formed a strange seal.

Countless balls of ghostly fire appeared out of thin air in the void, boundless Yin Qi blew wildly, and large pieces of twisted black Buddha seals shook violently in the air. Wu Jia screamed in shock, and the evil spirits and evil ghosts he released were rushed by the Yin Qi, and were immediately forcibly absorbed into the Eighteen-Layer Light Wheel.

One after another, the ghosts with peaceful faces and no ghostly aura floated out from the halo. The weakest of them were comparable to the level of cultivators in the Spirit Returning to the Void Realm. They bowed to Xing Tianli in a very peaceful manner, and then floated into the Tongtian Yuling Banner suspended above.

In just a snap of a finger, Xing Tianli's "Great Extinction Curse" forcibly converted all the thousands of evil spirits released by Wu Jia.

Wu Jia cursed angrily, took out a bone staff, pointed it fiercely at Xing Tianli, and was about to chant a spell to unleash his most vicious witchcraft. Xing Tianli took another step forward and smashed the invisible witch soul barrier between him and Wu Jia.

Along with a dull cracking sound, blood gushed out of Wu Jia's seven orifices at the same time, the Wu soul barrier was broken, and his soul was also severely damaged.

Before he could react, Xing Tianli had already grabbed the staff in his hand and pulled it hard - with a "swish", Wu Jia howled, and a large piece of flesh on the palms of his hands was deeply torn off by the staff. He was far less powerful than Xing Tianli, and his staff was taken away by Xing Tianli.

"What a piece of junk...eh?" Xing Tianli waved the heavy staff in his hand, which probably weighed tens of thousands of pounds. Just as he was about to complain that the staff was not up to standard, he suddenly let out a strange cry of extreme surprise.

Good guy, really good guy.

This seemingly inconspicuous bone staff was actually made from a life soul bone of the ancient "ghost beast". What was the origin of the "ghost beast"? It was the predecessor of the eighteen layers of hell in the legend, a "semi-innate creature" that was born when the ancient netherworld was opened up!
In terms of quality, the status of the 'Netherworld Beast' is equivalent to those most primitive natural gods that coexisted with the creation of heaven and earth.

The gods of fire, water, rivers, seas, etc. are all such beings.

The preciousness of the soul bone of the Nether Beast can be seen from this. The greatest value of this fundamental soul bone is to nourish the soul body, to improve the soul body's qualifications to the greatest extent possible, to increase their strength, and to improve the efficiency of their practice.

"What a great treasure!" Xing Tianli admired sincerely. No wonder among the tens of millions of evil spirits released by Wu Jia, the weakest one had the strength of a cultivator in the Spirit Returning to Void Realm - and each of them had a faint spiritual energy throughout their body, which was clearly a sign of excellent soul quality. Obviously, this was all due to the natal soul bone of the 'Netherworld Beast'.

With a strong force of his palm, Xing Tianli broke off a piece more than one foot long from the eight-foot-long staff and put it directly into the small bronze tripod in his mind.

The magical power of "mediating destiny" is not enough for Xing Tianli to create this grade of innate spiritual material with his current cultivation. However, this does not prevent Xing Tianli from keeping a sample first, and waiting for his cultivation to be sufficient in the future, so that he can have endless life soul bones to use.

The remaining seven-foot-long section of the staff flew straight up and was swallowed by the Tongtian Yuling Banner.

Then I saw the Tongtian Yuling Banner shaking wildly, countless tiny spiritual lights floating on the surface of the banner, and the aura of the whole small banner became particularly spiritual. The space inside it was turbulent, and a large amount of Netherworld energy and various laws were gradually generated. It seemed to be forming a small world of its own.

In the small banner, the ghost slaves captured by Xing Tianli and the zombies possessed by the body all showed extremely happy expressions. They opened their arms and swallowed the newly born and extremely thin netherworld air in big gulps. With every breath, their breath increased significantly.

Xing Tianli laughed out loud. He looked at Wu Jia who was at a loss, picked up the Tongtian Miaozhu, and transformed it into a majestic vajra with Buddha's light, and smashed it on Wu Jia's huge head with a "bang".

Wu Jia groaned, and his head exploded again. This time, large pieces of Buddha's light attached to the fragments of his head. Waves of Sanskrit chanting rose continuously, and bright Buddha's flames burned the fragments of his head. No matter how Wu Jia mobilized his magic power, it would be difficult to put his head back together for a while.

Xing Tianli grabbed Wu Jia's bloody neck, lifted his petite body up, and asked him sternly, "The leader of the Black Sun Cult was attacked in Azt City, but you colluded with the people of the committee and betrayed her?"

Surrounded by a large area of ​​Buddha's light, the skull fragments burned by the Buddha's flames were suspended beside Wu Jia and Xing Tianli. The two large detached eyeballs were spinning wildly, staring at Xing Tianli with murderous eyes.

Wu Jia only had half of his head left hanging on his neck. His mouth opened and closed, and he let out a very shrill roar: "You bastard, you have no evidence, you are going too far... I am the Grand Elder of the Black Sun Church, how could I do such a bastard thing?"

"You have insulted me wantonly without any evidence or reason... The Black Sun Church will fight you to the death!"

Xing Tianli nodded slowly: "When most people say something is groundless, they feel a little guilty, right? For the sake of the more than three million followers of the Black Sun Church, I can only put up with you."

With a "hehe" smile, Xing Tianli let go of the Tongtian Miaozhu, letting it float beside him. He clasped Wu Jia's head tightly with both hands and performed the soul-searching technique directly on him.

Waves of powerful Golden Immortal soul power were like a tsunami, madly attacking Wu Jia's witch soul.

Wu Jia let out a long roar, and a large amount of witch soul power surged out from the fragments of his head. Above his broken head, it condensed into the soul of a "ghost beast" that looked like a lifelike beast, wrapped in black air, shaped like a unicorn, but with three giant python tails.

Behind the soul of this dark beast, thick smoke was billowing, and there were faint visions of icebergs, sea of ​​fire, iron pillars, and oil pots. Wu Jia had actually refined his own spirit platform into the appearance of the Eighteen Levels of Hell, and cultivated an extremely terrifying witchcraft.

"Hey, what can you do to me?" Wu Jia laughed strangely, and the Nether Beast Soul opened its mouth and spit out a nine-story small tower that was completely black. The nine-story small tower was full of Taoist charm. It was clearly a top-level Taiyi immortal weapon of the immortal family, and it was the method of the "Nether Soul". No one knew how it fell into Wu Jia's hands.

With the power of witchcraft, he sacrificed to refine the immortal Taiyi fairy weapon. He also used this Taiyi fairy weapon to sacrifice and refine it into a life soul treasure, and merged it with his own witch soul that was born from visualizing the "Nether Beast" to suppress the life soul.

It has to be said that the Black Sun Church in the March world, the descendants of the three ancient great witches, have truly blazed their own new path and opened up new horizons in the practice of witchcraft.

When the Nether Beast Soul spat out this nine-story pagoda and released a ten-thousand-foot dark light that easily resisted Xing Tianli's soul-searching method, the "Original Witch Scripture" suspended on Xing Tianli's spiritual platform and purple palace did not react at all, and pretended to be deaf and dumb and said "Don't mess with me".

Obviously, using witch power to refine immortal tools, and using immortal tools to smelt witch souls, such strange methods have made the "Original Witch Scripture" that contains all the mysteries of witchcraft in ancient times a little haggard.

From all directions, men and women offering various bone knives and bone swords screamed and rushed towards Xing Tianli. More than 2,000 cold lights shot out, rolling up the snow all over the sky, and crashed into Xing Tianli with a crazy clang. Xing Tianli put away his purple ribbon Taoist robe, hid it inside his body, and exposed his majestic body, allowing these bone knives and bone swords to chop and stab him.

Sparks were seen flying everywhere, and the bone knives and swords with amazing killing power broke one after another. The various witchcraft spells attached to them could not even penetrate Xing Tianli's skin. They were shattered and scattered by the naturally surging blood in his body.

Large numbers of men and women vomited blood. Some of them had their magic weapons broken, their spells destroyed, and they fainted and rolled their eyes due to the backlash. They fell straight down from the air in a miserable state, and landed heavily on the ground, knocking down many carefully cared-for vegetables and crops.

Some men and women were spitting blood and screaming in agony: "Assholes, idiots, even if you are going to fall, don't you have eyes? Don't hit the crops that are about to mature and be harvested!"

Xing Tianli's eyes flickered, he laughed loudly, and the Tongtian Miaozhu transformed into the form of a pure white lotus.

A pure white lotus with a diameter of one mile, completely white and crystal clear, hangs high in the sky, with wisps of white light rolling down. For a moment, the underground space within a radius of dozens of miles is filled with fresh air, and the suffocating dirty impurities in the air are swept away without a drop left.

In that barren land, the filth and impurities that were tightly integrated with the soil and gravel and difficult to remove were also swept away by the white light of the Purifying White Lotus, and the rock layer that was a mile deep was completely purified.

Xing Tianli pressed his left hand, and the power of the five elements was activated. The power of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth rotated and acted on the land within a radius of dozens of miles. The rock layer rolled like magma, and in an instant, the rock layer completed the whole process from weathering into sand and then turning into soil.

Under the transformation of the five elements, the soil transformed from the rock layers is all black and fertile, almost oozing with oil.

The air was filled with the rich aroma of earth, and then a cloud of water condensed out of thin air. Large amounts of light green rain mixed with the scent of Jiamu and Yi Mu fell from the sky, watering the fertile land covering an area of ​​dozens of miles.

There are countless strange and weird things in the space of Xing Tianli’s purple ribbon Taoist robe.

Among them, there were naturally seeds of various high-yield crops from Black Borneo, as well as various fruits, vegetables, flowers and exotic plants, etc. Xing Tianli used the magical power of "mediating creation" to replicate these seed samples a million times, and then waved his sleeves, and suddenly tiny seeds fell all over the sky.

A Taoist wood magic was inspired, and strands of green light shone down. The majestic earth power, the rain full of spiritual energy, and the blessing of Taoist magic made these seeds germinate, grow, shoot, and grow leaves in a breath, and then bloom dense small flowers. When the wind blew, the flowers swayed, countless pollens were sprayed, and after the flowers were pollinated, small fruits quickly formed.

In just a cup of tea time, the underground space covering a radius of dozens of miles, except for the areas covered by the two-story buildings, was all filled with the fragrance of fruits and vegetables, and the blooming of exotic flowers and plants. All kinds of huge and plump vegetables and fruits made the men and women at a loss. They danced like crazy, and some even cried bitterly, and even dived from the sky to the ground, worshiping the pumpkins the size of carriages, rice ears as big as thighs, corns as thick as human waists, and other crops, and kowtowed like pounding garlic.

No one attacked Xing Tianli anymore.

More than two thousand men and women rushed into the fertile soil, carefully picked a leaf, or dug up a few grains of rice, and stuffed them into their mouths, chewing and tasting them frantically but carefully.

Then, they went completely crazy.

They madly held the fruits and vegetables and ate them crazily, feasting hysterically. They frantically stimulated the power of their blood and mobilized the life instincts of their internal organs, so that their stomachs rumbled and the gurgling sound could be heard clearly.

It was visible to the naked eye that they, who were so thin that their bones were visible, were able to digest huge amounts of food thanks to their powerful digestive abilities. The powerful bloodline strength of the witch clan allowed them to quickly grow flesh and blood through frantic eating, and each of them became plump and tender.

In the end, they all ate so much that their bellies were round, like pregnant women in ten months.

They held their bellies with great difficulty and knelt down in front of Xing Tianli, kowtowed their heads loudly - the way they looked at Xing Tianli was pious, extremely pious, with the kind of paranoid piety that fanatics have when they see the true God they believe in.

They have become Xing Tianli's most loyal supporters.

Their former leader, the supreme chief of this Black Sun Church stronghold, their great elder Wu Jia - well, no one cares who he is anymore. He is now being held in someone's hand with his head exploded, and his soul is being cruelly searched.

Very realistic.

The followers of the Black Sun Church are so simple and honest.

Xing Tianli filled their stomachs, and it seemed that Xing Tianli had the ability to solve their hunger problem forever - they could eat their fill every day, have enough energy to have children, have enough resources to raise their wives and children, and be filial to their elders...

No longer will the elderly have to fend for themselves due to food shortages and bury their bodies in farmland as fertilizer.

There will no longer be a need to select weak children and bury them in farmland as fertilizer when famine strikes.

Even more terrifying words like "eating one's own children" will bid farewell to them forever and will never appear again.

Come on, Xing Tianli is the god who saves people from suffering!

"Bastard!" Wu Jia, whose head was severely injured, used the Taiyi Immortal Artifact Nine-Layer Pagoda to struggle against Xing Tianli's domineering soul-searching secret technique. He also hoped that his followers would risk their lives and cast powerful witch spells to interfere with Xing Tianli, giving him a chance to catch his breath and activate the pagoda to counterattack Xing Tianli.

He never dreamed that Xing Tianli actually had such a rare treasure that could dispel the filth that had been wreaking havoc in this world for countless years.

Xing Tianli even had the magical power to change the world on a small scale. In such a short period of time, he planted so many delicious crops, which directly caused these believers to rebel!

Is there no loyal minister?

Is there no loyal and good person?

Those confidants he had cultivated over the years... those confidants of his... even those young women kneeling on the ground, the ones with whom he had had unclear relationships!

They just gave up on themselves like this?
Wu Jia screamed and cursed angrily. In his rage, dozens of skull fragments suddenly caught fire. Wisps of blood poured into the Nether Beast Soul. Large amounts of black gas gushed out from the Nether Beast Soul and poured into the nine-story pagoda.

Wu Jia is going to fight to the death.

Xing Tianli laughed loudly, and slammed his head hard into Wu Jia's Netherworld Beast Soul.

An extremely small but extremely powerful vortex grew between Xing Tianli's eyebrows. Along with Wu Jia's terrified scream, his Netherworld Beast Soul was forcibly dragged into Xing Tianli's mind, exposed to the three evil figures and the giant flower-grabbing palm.

Countless black arms entangled around and quietly locked the witch armor to death.

The next moment, Wu Jia's Nether Beast Soul body collapsed, and countless memories flowed out in an instant.

(End of this chapter)