Necropolis Immortal Chapter 554: Feng Bo

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Living ghosts.

The living ghost!

The body is still alive, but the soul is dead.

They are both alive and dead...

It's not just Situ Zong. At this moment, there are about fifty or sixty members of the Star Demon Cult. From the most immortal to the fruit-position immortal, all the facial features and skin have fallen off and become bloody.

……

"Keep a trace of luck for Xian Ting, that's how it is, that's how it is!"

At this time, Lu Yun understood the demon's plan.

He buried more than half of Xian Ting's power here, so that they could be reborn in future generations and re-establish Xian Ting.

All the immortals who died here were loyal to the fairy court.

Feng Bo, Rain Master, Thor, Three Hundred and Sixty-Five Star Gods and Heavenly Kings... plus countless heavenly soldiers and generals.

Once these people are reborn, they will inevitably rebuild the fairy garden, unify the fairy world, and let the ancient fairy garden continue to the present.

The demon master knew that he couldn't win.

Even with all the power of Xian Ting, he can never win, the enemy is too terrifying.

So, the originally gentle and elegant demon celestial master began to make a desperate move, desperately killing mortal creatures, refining bone bricks, and building this huge celestial master tomb.

"The loyalty to Xian Ting is far greater than the kindness in Yao Tianshi's heart."

"The four ancient heavenly masters are also absolutely proficient in the way of tombs, at least they understand Feng Shui."

Lu Yun made a judgment in his heart.

Of course, the Four Heavenly Masters such as the Demon Heavenly Master counts as exhaustive, but they still miss a lot.

They did not expect that someone would come here and completely change the pattern of this tomb.

The complete Tomb of the Heavenly Master is divided into two, divided into the Tomb of the Underworld and the Tomb of the Yang. The tomb of the Yang is turned into a **** of skinning, and the tomb of the underworld... is used to bury the lungs of heaven and earth!

It can be said that if there are no accidents, the demon heaven master's move will completely become the wedding dress of others.

And now, Lu Yun used the Yin-Yang Array to reunite the Tomb of the Yin and the Yang, breaking the layout of the latecomers.

So, the tomb of the demon heavenly master began to function again, and the people who died here became living ghosts, and became substitutes for those who died in the tomb.

Because there was a substitute for the dead, Kui Niu survived.

"The skinning **** is broken, why are they dead..."

Lu Yun looked at Situ Zong, his face uncertain.

"Put your skin and facial features back."

In Lu Yun's pupils, two black flames burned.

"Ah!"

When Situ saw the fire of hell, a touch of fear appeared in his heart. He hurriedly pushed his nose, tongue, eyes, and ears back to his face, and then pierced the skin again.

Situ Zong and others are living ghosts, and they are still substitutes for dead ghosts, with a grievance in their hearts, although they still agree with the leader of Lu Yun... but they are still ghosts.

If it is a ghost, there is grievance.

Subconsciously, they also want Lu Yun to bury them with them, and die here together, forever to live forever.

This is an abnormally contradictory psychology, two kinds of thinking are constantly fighting in the mind.

Just now, even though Situ showed his prototype in front of Lu Yun, he couldn't suppress the grievances in his heart, and wanted to attack Lu Yun.

But Lu Yun had a book of life and death on his body, and there was **** fire, which directly stunned them.

But they are living ghosts, if they don't show their prototypes, they are no different from ordinary people.

The ghosts are protected by their bodies, and Lu Yun can't see their true colors.

"Go ahead, where did you become living ghosts."

The **** fire in Lu Yun's eyes still didn't go out, just silently watching Situ Zong and the others, but did not take away the Canglan Pearl from his hand.

The Tomb of the Yinjian and the Tomb of the Yang are one. The immortals who died in the tomb of the Yang are all resurrected.

The only explanation is that after these people were alive, they were killed again and became surrogates.

"Master, we..."

Situ thought for a while, then he shook his head blankly, "Subordinates can't remember."

"Since you have become a substitute for the dead, I am afraid you will not survive."

Lu Yun frowned slightly.

Situ Zong's eyes revealed a touch of despair.

He could feel the horror of Lu Yun, and he could feel that there was a fatal attraction in Lu Yun's body.

"You have been deprived of your lives, and continue to be attached to others... However, although you can't survive, you can leave here."

Lu Yun flipped his hand, and the Book of Life and Death appeared in his hand.

"Write your name on this book."

"Take flesh and blood as pen and soul as ink."

Lu Yun said.

In the Book of Life and Death, apart from Lu Yun's Reincarnation Messenger, there are only two names.

One is the extremely weird Ge Long, and the second is the sword immortal Canghai Chengkong of the North Ming Sword Sect.

Now Situ Zong and others have become dead ghosts and are trapped in the tomb of the heavenly master. Lu Yun wanted to rescue them, so he could only write Situ Zong's name on the Book of Life and Death.

Situ Zong has achieved the Attainment Status, his soul has condensed a true spirit, and the soul has also turned into a soul. Although it is a dead soul, it is still a soul.

"This..."

Situ slammed a Ji Ling fiercely. He hurriedly condensed his flesh and blood according to Lu Yun's statement, and wrote his name on the Book of Life and Death.

Om——

The next moment, Situ Zong's body burst out with a black light, wrapping him and the dozens of Star Demon Cultists behind him.

"Master...sir, I am resurrected?!"

Situ Zong's eyes burst into light, and he looked at Lu Yun in disbelief.

His name appeared on the Book of Life and Death, and he naturally understood what kind of existence Lu Yun was.

"No wonder, it's no wonder that several Demon Lords will respect adults as leaders..."

Situ Zong murmured.

"No, you are still dead."

Lu Yun shook his head, "These congregants are under your jurisdiction. However, the number of places in this book is limited. I can't write down each of you here."

Lu Yun waved his hand and the gate of **** opened.

"After entering hell, you are my evil soldiers and ghosts."

Without waiting for Situ Zong to reply, a huge swallowing force spread from Guimenguan, swallowing these Star Demon cultists.

"The people of the Star Demon Sect became the ghosts for the dead, and they wanted to come to other immortals, and some were murdered. I don't know if these immortals from the ancient fairy court entered the fairy crystal, whether it was a blessing or a curse."

Ancient immortals, three hundred and sixty-five star gods, uncle Feng, rain masters, plus those heavenly soldiers and generals... Once they flood into the fairy world, they will definitely become one of the strongest forces in the fairy world.

Even if it is the current sacred place of the Xuankong Island Demon Race, there are two Zhu Wei sitting in town, but they may not be their opponents.

The demon master can slaughter endless mortals and refining bone bricks for them... The minds of these ancient immortals are infested by the endless resentment, and they don't know what it will become.

Lu Yun sighed.

"You two also go back, and make your Kunpeng Army and Flood Demon Army stronger as soon as possible. Tianhuang, you follow me."

"Yes!"

The three yin soldiers bowed.

……

The tomb of the heavenly master is empty and quiet.

Occasionally, there will be a scream, which is even more terrifying.

The five thousand immortals rescued by Lu Yun just now are gone, everything is like a dream.

"I don't know how many of those five thousand people have become living ghosts."

Lu Yun took out the Feng Shui compass and walked forward according to the direction of the compass.

Huhuhu!

Suddenly, a gloomy wind came along with Jie Jie's strange cry.

"Come to die, die--"

There was endless resentment in this voice, erratic, echoing in Lu Yun's ears.

"Get out!"

In Yuchi Tianhuang's hand, there was an extra silver fairy sword. He stood beside Lu Yun and shouted coldly.

The wind gusts and the ghosts are endless.

But neither Lu Yun nor Yuchi Tianhuang noticed anything else here.

Huh!

Suddenly, when a gust of wind blew, Lu Yun felt a huge shadow rushing towards him.

"Get out!"

Lu Yun waved his hand, and a fire of **** rushed out, facing the shadow.

After a scream, the shadow quickly retreated.

But the fire of hell... doesn't seem to touch anything.

"Is that...a gust of wind?"

Lu Yun's face changed. Although You Tong saw a shadow, it seemed that the shadow was just a gust of wind.

"Bo Feng? This is Bo Feng's tomb?"

Lu Yun immediately thought of something.

Thunder God, Feng Bo, Rain Master.

"Feng Bo hasn't been resurrected yet! The tomb of the Heavenly Master has resumed operation, and he is looking for a ghost!"

Mercely, Lu Yun's heart sank.

"Feng Bo! Or his Fengshen?"

If Bo Feng is also here, then Lu Yun will have to run away. He has no chance at all.

Feng Bo's strength is equal to Kuiniu.

Even if they haven't reached the strongest Supreme Peak realm in the ancient times, their physical bodies are comparable to immortals in the Heavenly Transcendent realm, and their cultivation is at the peak of the Primal Realm realm.

Feng Bo came to his life, and Lu Yun could only run away frantically.

More importantly, Feng Bo was not buried here alone. He also followed a hundred and eight powerful wind gods.

Although these wind gods are not as good as Feng Bo, they are also extremely powerful.

The wind-like black shadow just now is obviously a wind god.

It's not Feng Bo. If it were Feng Bo, Lu Yun's current level of **** fire could not stop him.

Huhuhu!

The surrounding wind is getting louder and louder.

Amidst the sound of the wind, there was a clamor of death, which sounded creepy.

Yuchi Tianhuang was also a little restless, the fairy sword in his hand bloomed with a sharp sword aura, guarding Lu Yun in it.

Yu Chi Tianhuang watched his surroundings vigilantly.

Suddenly, the void fell silent.

The dark wind disappeared, and the black shadow disappeared.

A faint figure emerged from the depths of darkness.

Lu Yun could see clearly that this was a lanky man, with a cyan hair wafting along with waves of power. His skin is fair, his features are handsome, and his clear eyes have light blue pupils.

This is a perfect man.

But Lu Yun knew that this was not a living person.

The corpse god!

"Feng Bo."

Lu Yun stared at the man who was getting closer and spit out these two words.

Ancient Feng Bo!

"Bo Feng? Uncle Feng?"

Suddenly, Yu Chi Tianhuang's eyes widened, and he looked at this corpse **** in disbelief.