Chapter 87: City God

On the barren land of Yinsi, Kong Ning, who incarnates the demon of freedom, stands with his sword standing with a hideous face.

Countless blood-red silk threads connected him to the ghost lamp floating in the sky.

Even all the resentment was absorbed by the mysterious black tank.

Kongning was only used as a transit station and was basically unaffected.

But his head was still in pain.

His body kept shrinking.

The demon body gradually dissipated.

In the end, what stood in place was Kong Ning's appearance as a human.

Above the sky, the floating ghost lanterns gradually turned from red to bleak white one by one.

These ghosts were originally ghosts enslaved by the city gods, and they had long since lost their ego. Only negative emotions such as resentment and unwillingness remained.

Now, as the negative emotions are absorbed, the ghost lights gradually become peaceful, leaving only blank spiritual bodies.

In the end, all the ghostly lanterns that turned pale white followed their instincts and floated to Kongning below, disappearing one by one into the pitch-black Zhenling Sword.

These ghosts were originally ghosts enslaved by city gods.

After the ghost of the city **** died, Zhenlingjian and Kong Ning exchanged their minds, and they became Kong Ning's ghosts, and it was impossible for them to even be reincarnated.

He could only live in the Spirit-Suppressing Sword and live in a sluggish state.

After all, their spiritual memory was washed away by the city **** ghost when they became ghosts, and only gave them resentment and pain.

Now that even the resentment and pain are gone, there is nothing left. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a blank sheet of paper.

Kong Ning watched the lanterns on the sky dome turn from red to white one by one, and then disappeared one by one into the Spirit-Suppressing Sword, and let out a long breath.

The hardships of this Yin Si journey have been overcome by this time.

As long as all the resentment of the ghost lanterns are washed away, the performance will be complete.

The mysterious black pot in his body constantly refines and absorbs the resentment of those ghost lanterns.

However, it is a pity that the resentment of these ghost lamps, which do not even have self-consciousness, is meaningless.

The mysterious black tank was continuously refined, but in the end, nothing was left.

It's like a void of air, no matter how hard you try, you can't make a treasure.

However, the increase in cultivation brought about by beheading the ghost of the city **** has made Kong Ning's current cultivation leap from 200 years of Taoism to 280 years!

There is only one step away from the three-hundred-year-old Taoist realm.

Sure enough, the greater the danger, the greater the opportunity.

Now, Kong Ning, who has been in Taoism for two hundred and eighty years, plus Wan'er's help, Qiongguang Sword Dian, he transformed into a demon body, even if he faces Su Yan's scorpion spirit, he doesn't need to be afraid.

Not to mention that when the mysterious black pot absorbs all the resentment and cleanses the ghost lanterns in the sky, these white paper-like ghost lanterns will be completely driven by Kong Ning.

Although the ghost lanterns that have lost their resentment are not as scary as before, but the surge of such a large number is a force that cannot be ignored.

This trip to the underworld this time can be said to be a complete achievement.

It's just that Su Yan, that scorpion essence, doesn't seem to be in the Yin Division?

The ghost of the city **** said that the scorpion essence didn't come in, and then there was such a big disturbance here, and the scorpion essence didn't show up either.

There is a high probability that the scorpion essence is really not in the vagina.

Then she wasn't in the Underworld, and she wasn't in trouble to find the monsters in the city, so where did she go?

In which corner did you really die?

Kong Ning was puzzled.

Beside him, the female ghost in red named Xu Miaoyi has been rescued by Wan'er.

After completely controlling the Zhenling Sword, Kong Ning also roughly felt that Xu Miaoyi had a connection with the Zhenling Sword.

But now is not the time to ask.

Kong Ning was engrossed in taking charge of the Spirit-Suppressing Sword, absorbing the resentment of those ghost lamps continuously, and had no time to take care of others.

There are too many ghost lanterns floating in the darkness, and it is impossible to purify them for a while.

Wan'er formed a sword formation beside Kong Ning, watching her surroundings vigilantly, worried about possible attacks.

Although there should be no danger in the Yinsi of Shanlan County, it is still a precaution.

——What if Su Yan is actually hiding in the underworld?

Time, the passing of a minute and a second.

There is no difference between day and night in the Underworld, so Kong Ning and the others don't know how long it has passed.

But I could vaguely feel that the night should have passed.

At this time, the sun should have dawned.

In the end, at least four or five hours had passed in the Yin Si, Kong Ning exhaled slowly and let go of the Spirit-Suppressing Sword in his hand.

The lanterns that filled the sky had all been purged of resentment and turned into the purest spiritual body.

All the white lanterns disappeared into Kong Ning's Spirit-Suppressing Sword, and there were only a few lanterns emitting a faint white light floating in the darkness, illuminating the way for Kong Ning and the others.

Kong Ning now has time to look at the memory fragments of the ghost of the city god.

This city **** ghost has been entrenched in this place for decades. He used to be a righteous god, but he died inexplicably. The reaction to Kong Ning's self-inflicted demon body was so huge, making Kong Ning full of curiosity.

As Kong Ning's consciousness sank into the memory fragments of the City God Ghost, pieces of fragmentary pictures flashed in front of his eyes.

Vaguely, it could be recognized that it was the life of a righteous God of the City God.

In the beginning, he was just a kind person in Shanlan County. He had done good deeds in his life and was well-known, but he had never seen the existence of gods and demons~www.wuxiahere.com~ After his death, the local people spontaneously built a temple for him, and he was accepted by the Old City God. Receive and lead, become the local city **** of Shanlan County, and take charge of a county.

But at that time, the Dao and the demons were long in the land of Shenzhou, and there were demons, demons, evils, and evil, and there were **** storms everywhere.

The Shinto monks who bless the side bear the brunt and suffer the most.

The original Old City God was invited to leave Shanlan County to go to the capital to participate in an extremely important task of killing demons.

But after the old city **** left, he never came back.

He, who took office in a hurry and became the city **** of this place, had never been in contact with the world of practitioners before his death, and knew very little about this mysterious and unpredictable world.

Located in the remote Shanlan Yinsi, it is sparsely populated and ghosts are dying.

He was ordered in danger, guarding a city **** temple, a small county town, commanding the scattered ghosts of the ghost, and barely supporting the structure of the underworld.

Receiving the souls of the dead, maintaining the order of the yin, rewarding the good and punishing the evil.

It was very difficult.

But if it can continue like this, Incense Fire Divine Dao can also allow him to gradually cultivate some Dao fruits.

However, the real evil and danger never give people a chance.

In the second year after the Old City God left, he, who was guarding in the remote mountain orchid, had not made any progress, and disaster struck.

A terrifying phantom passed by by chance.

That demon didn't even come here specifically to destroy the Shan Lanyin Division.

It just passed by and thought it was interesting, so he demolished the Temple of the City God, entered the Yin Si, and made a scene in the underworld.

One after another, the evil spirits were beheaded by demons.

Bull-headed and horse-faced, black and white impermanent, civil and military judges... the ghosts of the Yin Division fell one after another on the Naihe Bridge.

Ghost blood spurted out, dyeing the Naihe Bridge, which was once dark red, green.

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