Secular world: My destiny has no taboos

Chapter 313: 312: The Three Stages of Fierce Fight

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Invisible ripples spread.

Listening to the prompts sounding from the panel in his mind, Lin Beixuan's chest rose and fell slightly. He took a deep breath and then took a step forward.

His steps seemed to be on the nodes of some strange pattern, and every time he stepped, it caused ripples visible to the naked eye.

These ripples interweave with the invisible waves, forming a strange resonance.

Circles of formation patterns flashed with fluorescent light, like a giant standing between heaven and earth, using the ground as paper to write and draw runes.

"Path to the North Horse Shrine outside the Pass: Forbidden Area - Sealing Spirits and Destroying Formations."

As the words fell, the patterns of the formation were instantly activated, and a pale fluorescent light shot up into the sky, piercing through the dark clouds that were covered with dark clouds affected by the power of the nine-headed hungry minions.

"Gragra..."

The nine-headed hungry monster's huge wings, which were made up entirely of countless arms, made a crisp sound like breaking bones.

The formation patterns rising into the sky below were like living things, enveloping the nine-headed hungry monster. An invisible pressure began to squeeze its entire body like a huge hammer that continued to increase in weight.

Gradually, his breathing became less smooth, and the strength in his body began to stagnate. In the end, it even seemed difficult to flap his wings.

In this formation, everything around seemed to become heavy and sticky.

The nine-headed hungry monster stared at the slender figure below, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

For some reason, it felt that the other party seemed to have become stronger again.

This extremely strange formation that could even suppress it was obviously beyond its cognition, making it feel threatened instinctively.

Then, it saw that the figure below had changed again.

"Path to Bai Ze Shui Jun's Shrine: Rampant - Beast Upgrade."

A wild aura like that of a savage beast suddenly rose.

"The path to the shrine of the descendants: the magic way - the secret method of Shentu."

As the young man below slowly chanted the obscure spell, the space began to undergo strange changes again.

After the previous wild aura like that of a savage beast, an astonishing bloody and strange force rose again.

They are clearly two completely different forces, but they are strangely merged together without any disorder, as if they came from the abyss in the netherworld, carrying suffocating darkness and mystery.

Among the eight remaining heads of the nine hungry minions, the oldest one's white beard trembled slightly, and his eyes gradually became solemn.

It somewhat disliked the smell emitted by the person below.

If we say that starving ghosts represent darkness and the extreme resentment and evil in people's hearts.

Then the message conveyed by the breath below is a kind of inviolable majesty, looking down on all living beings like the emperor of the underworld.

Clearly, both sides have that dark aura in their auras, but why does the other side seem to be orthodox, possessing pure and noble underworld power, while it is filthy, like a broad but impure dregs?

The nine-headed hungry minion shook his head, trying hard to suppress the fear and confusion that suddenly arose in him.

Things have come to this point, and neither side has the chance to stop.

The collision between strength is often simple and direct, and whoever survives in the end is the winner.

And there is no doubt that at this point, the nine-headed hungry minions are far more brutal than Lin Beixuan.

It stood out from thousands of starving ghosts, was valued by Xuanhuang, and gained power comparable to that of an ordinary god, thus unlocking its original memory.

……

His real name is Chang Rensheng, a name that couldn’t be more ordinary.

He was sixty-three years old at that time.

There was a severe drought in Luozhou, and the landlord took the opportunity to seize his family's land. He refused, so the landlord hired people to beat him severely. His wife was also implicated, and in the end he didn't even have money for medicine or medical treatment, and died in pain in bed.

The daughter-in-law, who had just married her own son not long ago, was abducted and raped by the landlord who took advantage of the chaos. She hanged herself out of shame and anger.

The son went to seek revenge on the landlord in anger, but he never came back.

He dragged his seriously injured and elderly body to the county government office to report to the authorities, but in this era of collusion between officials and gentry, he was kicked out by the doorman before he even saw the county magistrate.

Lying on the scorching ground, he looked back on his life with a myriad of thoughts in his mind.

When he was young, he witnessed his father being bullied by unscrupulous local gentry, and the feeling of powerlessness and humiliation was deeply imprinted in his heart.

He was once angry at his father, wondering why he didn't fight back and why he was willing to suffer humiliation.

However, his father only responded with silence.

As time passed, he grew up slowly and seemed to have inherited his father's fate, becoming the target of those powerful people's wanton trampling.

The cruelty of reality smoothed his edges, and he began to understand his father's choice back then. It was not because of cowardice, but because reason told him that he could not do this.

As he grew older, he understood more and more how difficult it was for his father.

He married a good girl from a neighboring village. They worked from sunrise to sunset, raising the child carefully until he grew up. They watched their son get married and have children.

I thought my life would pass by in this cautious way.

In the end, he still couldn't escape his fate, his family was broken up, and he had to wait until the old man saw his young son die.

When he was beaten out by the gatekeeper, his eyes were blurry and he could not hear anything, but he could still hear the other party laughing at him.

"An old fellow with half his body buried in the ground still wants to report to the authorities and cause trouble for Mr. Zhao, but the county magistrate is too lazy to pay attention to him, hahahaha..."

Only then did he realize that the county magistrate was not busy with official duties or was not thinking about disaster relief, but simply did not want to care and did not care about the lives of ordinary people like them.

He thought of the dog that the landlord Mr. Zhao always held in his arms, with shiny black fur and meat every day.

But what about those people who were affected by the disaster, those whose families were destroyed...

No power, no influence, no money.

Do you deserve to be bullied?

He hated, he hated this unfair world, hated those privileged people who arbitrarily deprived others of their dignity, hated the way the rules of the world always favored the strong and ignored the suffering of the weak.

He hated his own powerlessness and wished he couldn't change anything.

However, until he starved to death in his dilapidated hut, the justice he imagined would be served never happened.

Death with resentment and resentment is not relief.

So, he turned into a starving ghost, a ghost carrying endless resentment and injustice, following the surging wave of revenge and destroying the world together.

……

As the resentment in his heart grew, the eight heads of the nine hungry minions swayed like lanterns in the wind, emitting a strange and mournful light.

The arms that had originally stretched out from the flesh wings slowly retracted at this moment, and the huge body shrank visibly with the naked eye, gradually turning into a three-meter-tall, strange monster with a huge skeleton but a skinny and weak body.

However, anyone could sense that its power was gathering, from the huge bird-shaped monster before, to this skinny and weak body.

The breath did not decrease but increased instead, and increased at a geometric multiple.

Three stages.

The nine-headed hungry monsters slowly floated down from the sky and stood in front of Lin Beixuan.

Some of the eight heads looked at him, while the others looked at Luo Bingzhong, the Zhenxi Army and others.

"Huh..." Without any unnecessary nonsense, the nine-headed hungry minions raised their hands, pointing their long fingers like thorns to the sky, and instantly thunder surged in the sky.

The Nine-Headed Hungry Minion, which had entered the third stage at this moment, seemed extremely confident. Although the Soul Sealing and Destroying Array was continuing to increase its suppression of it, it was confident that it would be able to deal with the enemy in front of it within this period of time.

"Thunder!" eight heads shouted in unison.

"Rumble..."

Dark clouds rolled, and countless thunders fell at its command, targeting Lin Beixuan and the Zhenxi Army.

Lin Beixuan quickly glanced at the Zhenxi Army and found that the other side was quickly forming a battle formation, and an iron-blooded military force was slowly brewing in the army.

He needed to buy time for the Zhenxi Army.

After taking a deep breath, Lin Beixuan's body suddenly grew to five meters. He had taken off the skinner's bloody robe, revealing his strong chest with yellow and red lines on it.

With the two amplification methods of rampant and demonic, Lin Beixuan's strength has far exceeded the strength of the peak period of Kaifu realm.

"You really think I don't exist!"

Following an angry shout, a faint mist continued to float out from Lin Beixuan's purple-red left arm, and the shadow of a first-class mist god slowly condensed on his left side.

At the same time, Lin Beixuan was still calling upon the channels in his own shrine.

"Path to the Bai Ze Shui Jun Shrine: Zhen Tao - Ice and Flood Three Disasters."

In an instant, an extremely strong chill spread out from Lin Beixuan's toes and quickly pounced towards the nine-headed hungry monster, trying to freeze it.

Any ground that had been eroded by the cold air suddenly turned into a continuous ice road, and the stones along the road froze into ice, like clusters of blooming ice flowers.

Seeing the cold air coming, the nine hungry minions were not in a hurry. The eight heads shouted in unison with their own voices.

"Burning at the stake!"

As soon as the words fell, the clouds in the sky rolled over and bright flames suddenly lit up in the dark clouds.

Countless fireballs fell like meteorites from the sky, carrying with them a powerful impact.

These fireballs almost covered the entire valley and also enveloped the Zhenxi Army. Wherever a fireball fell, there was a deafening explosion and flames shooting into the sky.

One of them fell in front of the nine-headed hungry minions, surrounded by raging flames, and directly met the cold air released by Lin Beixuan.

Two completely opposite forces collided violently in the air, the cold and the heat offset each other, and a large amount of white smoke was produced instantly.

"Om..."

At this moment, Lin Beixuan took a big step forward and approached the nine-headed hungry minions.

It was as if a sharp blade cut through the air, causing the sound to vibrate.

A gray circle exploded between the two sides, expanding rapidly before spreading to the entire world.

Everything turned gray. The fireball falling from the sky seemed to be frozen in a gray-white photo. The Zhenxi Army was squatting in a scattered manner. Luo Bingzhong opened his mouth and shouted...

In this gray space, time seemed to have stood still. Between heaven and earth, only Lin Beixuan and the nine-headed hungry minions were left with colorful colors.

"The path of the birth god's death: the sheep blade - the death knife."

Filled with gray air, the narrow Tang sword without a blade cut out a dark arc and slashed towards the eight heads of the nine-headed hungry monster.

This is a path from a secular god, and this secular god has already awakened in Lin Beixuan's organs. The power of this move is even stronger than when Lin Beixuan uses his own path.

"Sagakure."

The nine-headed hungry henchman looked at the oncoming Sanghui Knife, his expression changed slightly, a sense of crisis arose in his heart, and he shouted right after the burning.

As soon as the words came out of its mouth, its body immediately turned into fine grains of yellow sand.

The gray blade shadow easily cut through the necks of the nine-headed hungry minions, leaving hideous blood marks on the necks of the eight heads.

However, the expected head drop did not occur.

The flesh and blood on the severed neck of the nine-headed hungry minions began to wriggle like tentacles, and the wound healed in a short while.

If you look closely, you can actually find the smooth wound on its neck. Those tentacle-like flesh and blood are completely composed of countless invisible yellow sands.

"It's so hard to kill him!" Lin Beixuan swung the Sanghui Knife, as if trying to shake off the blood on the knife, and said unwillingly.

He didn't expect that this move would be completely resolved by the nine-headed hungry minions.

"No, it's not completely useless!"

Suddenly, Lin Beixuan's eyes focused, and he found that there was still a faint mark on the healed wound of the nine-headed hungry minions.

"Sure enough, the power of the secular god is not so easy to bear."

Lin Beixuan took a deep breath and did not intend to give the other party a chance to breathe. He used all his means without reservation.

Ways to generate the evil spirit flow: harm to the body - poison, hemorrhage - solution.

Purple clouds floated on his left arm, like ribbons wrapped around the body of the nine-headed hungry minions, and then instantly transformed into jade-like blood-red glass.

The route to the Beima Shrine outside the pass: Evil Thief - Take Life, Running Horse - Sky-Devouring Beast.

Lin Beixuan's eyes were blurred. In his vision, an elongated line appeared. This line ran through the sky and the earth and was closely connected with the nine-headed hungry minions.

What he has to do is to cut this line.

"boom!!"

Two huge phantoms of strange beasts appeared at the same time, lifting the nine-headed hungry monster high up.

A red light flashed at Lin Beixuan's waist, and the Fierce Shadow Scythe spun in his palm.

"Zheng..."

Along with the unique sound of cold weapons, Lin Beixuan's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot and appeared between the line on the nine-headed hungry minions.

Then the giant sickle swung out and cut the line.

It was as if a bubble was broken, making a slight shattering sound, and in an instant, the gray color that filled the sky and the earth shattered.

Lin Beixuan stood behind the Nine-headed Hungry Minion, panting heavily. He turned his head slightly to look at the other party, but saw that the Nine-headed Hungry Minion also turned around and looked at him at the same time.

However, when the nine-headed hungry monster turned its head, the head that looked like a twenty-year-old girl and the head that looked like a fifty-year-old middle-aged man on its shoulders fell down unwillingly at this time.

Of the nine starving minions, only six heads are left.

The fight between the two sides seemed long and intense, but in fact all these changes happened in just a few breaths.

The Zhenxi Army witnessed Lin Beixuan chopping off nine heads of the hungry minions again. They were all excited and their morale was high. They looked at Lin Beixuan with awe in their eyes.

However, Lin Beixuan, who was involved in the battle, was not happy at all with the results.

Because according to his original intention, he wanted to chop off all the heads of the nine-headed hungry monster.

But now, only two were killed.

Then what he will face next is the even more furious nine-headed hungry minions.

"Haven't you brought that guy back yet?"

As if inadvertently, Lin Beixuan glanced at his feet.

There was no trace of him on the dusty and stone-covered ground.

(End of this chapter)