Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

It is no less than a cricket shaking a big tree.

"Okay, okay, Jiang Taichu, I admit that you are very strong, but if you want to bloodbath the Sakura Club, you must first pass me!"

Anbei Qingkong sneered, pulled out a bronze bell with mottled patina and the atmosphere of time from his waist, and shook it rapidly.

"Ghost-calling bell!"

When Jiang Tian saw this, his expression changed slightly, and he looked at it curiously.

This is very similar to the ghost-summoning bell, a common magic weapon in the world of cultivation. It has powerful magic power and can control ghosts and ghosts.

When the bell rang, Ampei Qingkong began to sing. His voice was dry and dull, like the sound of a broken erhu, but it had a soul-stirring power.

"City of Sorrow, look at the dark clouds over there, covering up the scorching sun, like a dark and hopeless world!"

His voice was low and sad, with a feeling of extreme sadness and despair permeating the air.

People who heard it, even if they didn't understand Japanese, just by the low and jerky accent, had goosebumps, their eye circles were slightly red, and they couldn't help but want to cry.

"Incestuous love is cut off, relatives leave, lovers turn into bones, I sit in the darkness silently, crying silently."

The singing voice was very low, and every word was like a bullet hitting everyone's heart, causing heartache.

Jiang Tian knew that this was a short poem called haiku that was widely circulated in ancient times in the East.

The rhythm is beautiful, the emotions are full of emotions, and the appeal is very strong. In ancient times, it was like Tang poetry and Song poetry. Wherever there was well water, everyone could sing.

Jiang Tian's consciousness stirred.

As he chanted, a statue of a god over three meters high suddenly moved in a hall.

The gold clay paint peeled off one after another, and it slowly opened its eyes, stood up, and looked around confusedly.

At this time, Jiang Tian noticed that tubes like vines were spreading out from his back, connected to more than a dozen followers of Tangun's lineage around him.

The "tube" is made of flesh membrane, like a tentacle. Blood and minced meat are constantly flowing inside, which is injected into the body of this "monster", making him strong and powerful.

The dozen or so followers of Tangun's lineage have become emaciated, skinny, and skinny.

Jiang Tian found that their energy and blood had dried up long ago, and they were like mummies. They closed their eyes tightly and remained motionless.

"This is the evil method of devouring flesh and blood..."

Jiang Tian understood it as soon as he saw it, and felt sick in his heart.

This method is similar to Qiao Bin's use of gluttonous fish to absorb the warrior's energy and blood. It is a method of forcibly depriving and using the power of other practitioners for his own use.

Even a little more original.

It was actually injected directly into the body without transformation, just like eating a living person alive.

"I look down upon the common people. Mortals are like ants, and human lives are like grass. They turn into dust and dust in just a few decades!"

The chanting of haiku continued, like a wake-up call, awakening the monster's spirit and consciousness.

"Broken Yunxiao, I am the Great Demon God who walks through time. I can swallow the sky and the earth. I use the flesh and blood of mortals like you to become my material and strengthen my body. Your life will continue in my body..."

The haiku suddenly changed its style, full of overwhelming murderousness and domineering power, which shocked people's hearts.

"Roar--!"

The monster looked up to the sky and roared, the roar moving the heaven and the earth, its whole body shaking, dust flying, and its figure grew taller and taller, reaching more than four meters.

Everyone trembled at his roar, and all turned their heads to look at the main hall.

The monster's body grew taller again, tearing off many flesh tubes. Blood spurted out and with a roar, a large hole was made in the roof of the hall. It was already four meters high, and its chest was exposed from the roof.

"What is this stuff?"

Yuan Ning, Chen Jiafu and the others were terrified and scared out of their wits.

"It's so scary! What a monster!" Many people's expressions changed dramatically, and they were frightened.

"The world is changing, just like the clouds in the sky are unpredictable, I am also moody, taking lives at will and destroying everything at will!"

As the haiku was chanted, the monster grew taller again, reaching a height of 6 meters.

He had disheveled hair, a green face and fangs, one eye looking at the sky, roaring like a tiger, stopping the clouds in the sky and frightening the flying snow.

He took one step forward, and the walls collapsed and the house collapsed, the ground shook, dust flew, and bricks and tiles flew everywhere.

He walked out of the hall and revealed his true appearance. He turned out to be a monster standing tall, with disheveled hair and one eye, surrounded by blood and covered with blood-colored scales.

The monster's single eye was shining with blood, looking at everything with hatred. It was so powerful that it seemed to tear the sky apart and smash the Seorak Mountains into powder.

"My eyebrows are cold, my heart is as cold as ice and snow, as hard as stone, even the gods can't stop me from killing!"

The sound of Haiku chanting increased in decibels, getting louder and more exciting like tearing brocade and silk, and soaring into the sky like an arrow piercing the clouds.

The monster's vitality was overwhelming, and its size expanded again, reaching a height of more than ten meters, like a moving building.

Boom!

Boom!

He took one step forward, and the ground trembled. Houses collapsed, rockeries collapsed, and his huge soles stepped on the ground. Suddenly, the ground sank into a large deep pit, and the green stone bricks turned into fragments.

"I asked the sky angrily, why can't I live forever? Why do you want to suppress me? I want to tear this world apart and kill all the gods!"

The last haiku is full of anger and murderous intent, conveying a kind of rage that destroys everything and loses reason.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The monster rushed out, took long steps, and ran towards Jiang Tian.

He was like a violent bulldozer, running rampant.

Dust flew up, courtyard walls collapsed, and there were loud noises. Palaces were blown away and knocked down. The ground shook like a beating drum skin, and the big trees surrounded by people were knocked up by their roots.

"Is this a shikigami? It's not quite right..."

Jiang Tian looked at Ampei Qingkong and asked curiously.

Shikigami, also called Shikighosts, are spirits or monsters that are raised by Onmyoji and serve their masters.

The ancestor of the Ampei family is Ampei Qingkong, known as "Eastern Jiang Ziya", and he was the first to create the shikigami.

Legend has it that he had twelve shikigami under his command at that time, and he used talismans to summon and control one shikigami. He charged on the battlefield and had the power to be invincible.

During the Edo period, Ampere Aozora and his family were highly appreciated by the Tokugawa shogunate and were regarded as national teachers.

But according to Jiang Tian's understanding and the relevant records in the classics, the shikigami should be a spiritual body, for example, more powerful than the ghost soldiers, ghost generals and ghost kings, but it should be a kind of spiritual power.

Because originally, shikigami were enshrined in temples and were worshiped by believers and Chinese people and formed by concentrating their mental power.

But this monster does not rely on absorbing spiritual power and faith to survive, but instead sucks human flesh and blood.

Moreover, it has a physical body, surging blood, and purely physical attacks, so it doesn't look like a shikigami.

"Hmph, to kill you, are you still using those old shikigami? This is the new shikigami raised by our Ampei family, the ancestor of zombies, win the hook!"

An Pei Qingkong snorted coldly and said with pride:

"When the Kwantung Army occupied the Northeast, they fought bloody battles with the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces in Jiaozan Ridge for three days and three nights. There were countless casualties, blood flowed across the oars, and the earth was stained with blood. The blood that reached the sky also buried this statue deep underground and was suppressed by Chinese warlocks for hundreds of years. Attract the zombie king."

"He was a generation in Jiaozanling in the northeast. He killed everyone he saw. China and Japan used artillery fire for three days and three nights but they couldn't kill him. In the end, it was my great-grandfather, the Great Onmyoji Ampei Liuyun, who took action and used ghost-calling bells and yin-yang. The secret method calmed him down and he was raised by us..."

Ampei Qingkong shook the bell and said contemptuously: "He started to take charge of Tangun's lineage ten years ago. Now he has absorbed the essence and blood of dozens of Tangun's masters, and his strength is comparable to the masters of the gods. Jiang Taichu, may I ask? How many heads do you have, enough for him to squeeze?"

"What a powerful blood!"

At this moment, even Jiang Tian was a little excited.

The blood energy in Ying Gou's body was stronger than the energy Qi and blood formed by Qiao Bin's accumulation of more than a dozen masters on Moling Lake.

If Jiang Tian absorbs and refines all this blood energy, I am afraid that his cultivation level will be greatly increased.

But it's a bit disgusting to think that its energy and blood are refined by absorbing the blood and blood of Tangun.

While he was talking, Zombie King Yinggou had already run up to Jiang Tian, ​​his blood boiling around him like lava.

His big round table-like hand swung down, swept out, and grabbed Jiang Tian.

"Chinese boy, I want to eat you alive to strengthen my blood!"

The sound of winning hooks rolled out like thunder, causing severe pain in everyone's eardrums.

Tsk tsk tsk!

His sharp nails collided with the roof, like a hook machine, and most of the roof of the temple collapsed.

"Such a big monster, so scary!"

"be careful!"

Seeing this scene, both Yuan Ning and Chen Jiafu were so frightened that their legs became weak.

"This... I didn't expect that the god we worshiped day and night was actually a zombie!" Li Jianxi's eyes were horrified.

"Master, come on!"

Li Jinzhu clenched her pink fists and murmured, whether or not Tangun's lineage can be saved depends on this peak battle.

laugh!

Jiang Tian waved his fingers together, and a dazzling golden air weapon, ten meters long, slashed towards Ying Gou's big hand.

"No! He used this move to kill Yagyu Shinyu!" Seeing this, Miyamoto Takeru was shocked.

"It doesn't matter! It's just a qi soldier, it can't hurt Winning Corpse King!" Anbei Qingkong was full of confidence.

Yinggou had a lifespan of hundreds of years and had killed countless devouring masters. He was invincible on the Sino-Japanese battlefield back then.

He can swallow the blood of hundreds of Chinese warriors alive in one breath and turn them into mummies.

He was also undefeated in the confrontations between many strong Eastern players and strong international players.

Whether it's a martial arts master, a fighting master, an S-class superpower, or a werewolf vampire, there is only one word of death when you meet him.

Jiang Tian is very powerful in the legend, claiming to have half-step to the divine realm or even the divine realm.

But Ampei Qingkong had just carefully sensed Jiang Tian's cultivation, and it didn't have the exuberant aura of a powerful warrior at all. He guessed that Jiang Tian was the master of the general realm, and he was just praised so high.

And if it was just an ordinary grandmaster, who would be his opponent?

Sure enough, Ying Gou's hand was cut by the wind blade and broke, but it was immediately pulled by the blood energy, condensed again, and continued to grab Jiang Tian.

Jiang Tian flashed past, his body taller and taller, he was in the air, waving his hands continuously.