Secular world: My destiny has no taboos

Chapter 469: The Evil Ghost in the Forgotten River

"Roar!!"

Zhao Weifeng used all his strength in this punch, and his muscles were trembling at a high frequency. The evil tiger that was tattooed on his body seemed to be roaring with its mouth opened, biting towards Yin Jiuming fiercely.

The main power of a soul assassin comes from the tattoos of spirits and demons on his body.

The soul within this tattoo will be promoted accordingly as the owner of the body becomes stronger. The power of the spirit is combined with the human body to a point where one plus one is greater than two, thereby greatly improving strength.

Zhao Weifeng saw the broken limbs and arms scattered on the ground, and he punched out in anger. The skills he had learned suddenly burst out with the help of the demon tattoo on his body.

"Ba Fist!"

The air at the tip of his fist was visibly compressed, and ripples appeared.

The terrifying cold air in the Hanyuan Path was unable to resist the freezing under this fierce punch, and was broken through layer by layer by the punch.

"Snapped!"

However, just as the punch was about to hit Yin Jiuming, a big hand grabbed Zhao Weifeng's arm from bottom to top.

Zhao Weifeng reacted and tried to break free, but the other person's grip was like an iron clamp that held his hand tightly, making it impossible for him to break free.

Yin Jiuming looked at Zhao Weifeng coldly, with a mocking smile on his lips.

"Another clown has come on stage. I'm beginning to doubt whether you are related to the God of Drama."

There is no such thing as a clown in the secular world, but there are clowns with a similar meaning to the word clown.

Yin Jiu Ming likes watching plays very much, and often asks the ghosts in the city to set up a stage and perform various worldly dramas.

However, he always felt that compared to the ghost shows performed by living people in the past, those performed by real ghosts lacked a lot of flavor.

That contradictory feeling of being afraid but having to do it.

In his eyes, Mo Linyuan and others were like this, and the same was true for Zhao Weifeng who was captured by him at the moment.

However, just when he was about to deal with the clown who had just appeared on the stage, he suddenly discovered that Mo Linyuan and others who had been frozen and falling by his Hanyuan had landed safely on the ground.

The young man with a knife on his back exhaled cold air and was trying his best to resist the terrible chill that was penetrating into his body.

His hands had turned blue-green because he had just taken on Mo Linyuan and the others, and it was difficult for him to hold the knife behind him tightly.

As for the bald man who was traveling with him, he turned into a furious Vajra. His body swelled to a height of seven or eight meters. A faint Buddhist aura flowed on the surface of his golden skin, which helped him offset the erosion of the cold abyss.

He raised his Buddha's palm, and blazing yang energy and heat burst out from his palm, hitting Mo Linyuan and others.

The extreme cold force that froze them began to slowly retreat under the power of his yang energy palm because it had no follow-up.

Not long after, Mo Linyuan and the woman with glasses woke up first.

However, the first thing they did when they woke up was to collapse to the ground with their blue faces looking very strange.

"This is all I can do. Although I have temporarily eliminated the coldness from their exteriors, I cannot cure the icy poison in their bodies." The bald man was named Wu Sheng. He sighed as he looked at the powerless appearance of Mo Linyuan and the others.

"As long as the person is alive, there is still a chance!" Zhang Jiu, the man with the knife on his back, stretched out his hand in front of Wu Sheng: "Get rid of the coldness on my hand first."

"..."

"Interesting!" Yin Jiuming grabbed Zhao Weifeng and brought him in front of him, with anger hinted in his eyes.

Zhao Weifeng only felt that his body was getting colder and colder, and even his tattooed clothes could not resist the oncoming cold air.

He looked at his arm that was grabbed by Yin Jiuming, gritted his teeth, turned his body, and slashed with his free hand like a knife.

Bah! !
Amidst the tearing of flesh and blood and Zhao Weifeng's painful groans, Zhao Weifeng broke free from Yin Jiuming's restraints.

But his arm still remained in Yin Jiuming's hand.

"Director!"

Zhang Jiu and Wu Sheng immediately came to Zhao Weifeng upon seeing this. They looked at Zhao Weifeng's broken arm with expressions of self-blame on their faces.

The guards they sent from Beijing to protect Zhao Weifeng have now allowed the other party to be harmed. This is a serious dereliction of duty on their part.

"I'm fine!"

Zhao Weifeng took a deep breath and pressed the wound with his fingers twice, and the bleeding stopped immediately.

"I didn't expect the result to be worse than predicted. There are also vulgar gods under the command of Zi Gu God!"

He and Zhang Jiu first gathered some ordinary people and settled them down, then hurried over when they heard the explosion.

Before coming, several people had already guessed that Mo Linyuan and others were in trouble, but they did not expect that the trouble would be so big.

"According to the normal transit time in the secular world, there should be one hour left until the end of the transit."

Zhao Weifeng said in a deep voice: "If we can hold out until the end of the transit, maybe we still have a chance."

"Then it will be as long as possible!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jiu drew the long sword from behind him. He looked fierce and was not afraid at all because his enemy was a secular god.

Wu Sheng sighed, and transformed into a furious King Kong. He was now almost as tall as Yin Jiuming, with golden light emanating from his body, which formed a sharp contrast with the thick black aura emanating from Yin Jiuming.

Yin Jiuming looked at this scene, and the mocking smile that had been on his face disappeared, and his expression became even more gloomy.

"A bunch of ants who don't know how to live or die!"

He had completely lost his patience and didn't plan to play with these people anymore.

He took the initiative to take a step forward, and the extremely cold air instantly lowered the temperature between heaven and earth, and blue snowflakes began to fall from the sky.

When these snowflakes fall on a person, they will immediately form a poisonous spot on the skin.

The Blue Sky Flag was unable to stop the snowflakes from falling. The gathered crowd was like the biggest target, with no place to hide when the snowflakes fell.

Pain, wailing... countless negative emotions are like a snowball that keeps getting bigger and bigger.

As these emotions intensified, Zhao Weifeng and others were also affected.

"Drip, drip, drip..."

The incense burner in the arms of the woman with glasses slowly began to ring after being thawed.

As Yin Jiuming uses more strength, the sound will also fluctuate to varying degrees.

Zhao Weifeng silently gathered strength with his only remaining hand, his eyes fixed firmly on the front.

He wanted to find a flaw in Yin Jiuming, but the other party was like a cold and deep abyss that made it impossible for him to see through.

Zhang Jiu tightly grasped the hilt of the knife, and the shadow of the Moon Knife God appeared faintly behind him, while Wu Sheng was a huge ancient Buddha.

However, before the power of the secular gods they had summoned could be completely condensed, the two phantoms of the secular gods became blurred in the sudden snowstorm until they disappeared.

"How dare you invite gods to my territory? Do you think I don't exist?"

Yin Jiuming then took the second step and directly cut off the connection between Zhang Jiu and the other two and their corresponding secular gods.

This is the major drawback of summoning secular gods in the God Summoning Realm. If you encounter other secular gods, within the range of the other party's domain, you can directly cut off the connection with the secular gods related to you, and instantly knock down half of your full strength.

Thinking that they could not call upon the power of the secular gods, Zhang Jiu and Wu Sheng's faces turned ugly. They stared at Yin Jiuming who was slowly approaching, and a feeling of powerlessness rose in their hearts.

"Are we really going to end it here?"

At this time, Mo Linyuan woke up. He propped up his upper body and looked at Zhao Weifeng and others.

The gap between human immortals and gods is like a chasm that cannot be made up by numbers. Even if more gods come, they will only end up dying.

The overwhelming pressure was slowly approaching, and even though only a few breaths had passed, they were already unable to hold on any longer.

However, without anyone noticing, the sound coming from the incense burner in the arms of the woman with glasses suddenly became rapid from the previous slow sound.

"Drip drip drip..."

It was not known whether the alarm sound came from Yin Jiuming or something else. The rapid sound began to become harsh, and finally even formed a straight line.

Mo Linyuan tilted his head to look at the incense burner in the arms of the woman with glasses, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

He took the incense burner with trembling hands and found that it had become extremely hot and black smoke was faintly coming out of the fuselage.

"The incense meter can detect the energy in the surrounding air and the intensity of the incense."

"We just fought with that vulgar god for so long, but the incense ceremony didn't turn out like this. What happened?"

"Is it because the secular god in front of me has become serious?"

Mo Linyuan looked at Yin Jiuming again, feeling even more desperate.

Not only him, but also Zhao Weifeng and others, their bodies were completely frozen by the extreme cold air, and the powerful force of the secular god was like a mountain pressing on them.

But Zhao Weifeng didn't want to give up. He tried to get the blood moving throughout his body, but he found that his consciousness became dull and slow in the cold air.

"Stranger, I will tell the Queen about your story. You have come to my city, and maybe I can visit your world in the future."

Yin Jiuming slowly raised his hand, and the cold wind in the air blew violently, as if a big hand was pinching everyone.

The blue snowflakes fell bigger and bigger, and the whole world was covered in a cold blue.

Everyone's vision gradually blurred, and the breath of life became weaker and weaker in this extreme cold.

Mo Linyuan only felt a wave of sleepiness rising into his brain, and his vision slowly became darker.

He knew that if he closed his eyes, he might never wake up again.

However, at this moment, the alarm of the incense burner in his hand seemed to reach a peak, and suddenly it broke open with a bang.

The explosion injured Mo Linyuan and woke him up temporarily.

At this moment, he heard a melodious bell sound in his ears.

The ringtone was clear and pleasant, yet it had a power that penetrated the soul, breaking through the chill and depression in the air.

Yin Jiuming paused, a strange expression appearing in his eyes.

He turned his head and looked in the direction of the Void Devouring God at the beginning, but he could no longer sense the other party's breath.

At this moment, a slender figure was slowly walking out of the surrounding ruins with calm steps. The snowflakes falling around him were melted away by an invisible force before they could fall on him.

"I knew you'd be trouble!"

Lin Beixuan slowly raised his head, a hint of annoyance in his eyes.

"Forget it. Killing one is killing. Killing two is also killing. I'll just send you to reincarnation together!"

Yin Jiuming's expression turned extremely ugly when he heard that, and the cold air formed a huge abyss purgatory behind him.

He asked Lin Beixuan in return: "Did you kill the Void Devouring God?"

Lin Beixuan walked slowly towards Yin Jiuming without changing his pace. The Netherworld Domain started from under his feet and quickly spread out.

In an instant, the snowflakes falling from the sky disappeared, and dark clouds gathered above everyone's heads.

Rumble!
Bursts of muffled thunder sounded in the sky, and the rolling dark clouds looked like pitch-black ink, with black electric snakes dancing inside.

Then, the scene before everyone's eyes lost its color, as if it was painted with a layer of grayish-white paint. The ground seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand, and deep cracks exuded a creepy breath.

This was a purer and colder yin energy than the one in Fengdu Ghost City. Many ghosts flew out from their hiding after sensing the yin energy.

However, as soon as they came into contact with the Yin energy, they immediately let out painful roars.

Although the yin energy is pure, it contains a force of punishment. None of the ghosts in this ghost city were good people when they were alive, and after death, they attacked cities and devoured the flesh and blood of countless living people under the call of the Zi Gu God.

Full of karma, they encountered Lin Beixuan's punishment energy, which was like falling from their originally comfortable environment into an frying pan, burning and frying their souls.

"It's already like this, so it shouldn't matter if we kill a few more. None of you can escape!"

Lin Beixuan seemed not to take Yin Jiuming seriously at all, but was wondering whether he should kill all the sneaky people in Fengdu City.

Faced with Lin Beixuan's behavior, Yin Jiuming could no longer hold back the anger on his face and it completely exploded.

[You encounter a special target: the little vulgar god - Jiu Ming God. ]

[The Atlas of Common Gods is opened, and the information of Jiu Ming God is successfully unlocked. 】

[Nine Abyss Gods: Powerful evil spirits that were originally trapped in the Wangchuan River and struggled to reincarnate. After the rules of the underworld were weakened, some powerful evil spirits in the Wangchuan River broke free and returned to the human world, becoming Yin gods.]

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"It turned out that the evil ghost that was once trapped in the Forgotten River escaped!"

Lin Beixuan looked at the extremely cold air surging towards him, his expression unchanged, and said calmly.

"Karma Flame."

A terrifying flame suddenly rose up, forming a huge wall of fire in front of Lin Beixuan, blocking the sweeping cold air out.

The Nine Seas God's path to the cold abyss originally originated from the Forgotten River, and countless evil spirits were forever trapped in the Forgotten River, and karma was gathered in the river.

The path contaminated by karma is naturally filled with karma, so using this cold air to attack Lin Beixuan is equivalent to adding fuel to the fire of karma. The horrific fire quickly burned to every corner around at an astonishing speed.

Zhao Weifeng and the others were frozen by the cold, but under the burning of the karma fire, their bodies quickly warmed up, allowing them to move again.

"Who is he?"

Zhao Weifeng looked at Lin Beixuan in shock, who was like the king of fire in the flames of karma, and could not help but mutter.

Zhang Jiu swallowed, his eyes full of shock: "I don't know, but I feel like we should be saved!"

At this time, Mo Linyuan came to the few people with the damaged incense burner. Lin Beixuan's figure was reflected in his eyes, and he was a little uncertain.

"It was he who damaged the incense burner. Every time he appears, the incense burner will go on an alarm. How many pathways must there be on his body for the incense burner to detect the damage to itself!"

(End of this chapter)