I, Tianlaozhen Wangu, support the Empress from behind!

Chapter 305: I Pave the Way for Literature 0

"Then I will wait for Brother Gui Qing to show his skills!"

Yueshi raised his eyebrows, smiled and bowed.

The "Ghost Emperor" smiled without saying anything, his eyes fixed on the scene of thousands of ghosts roaring in the valley.

The scene that seemed frightening and terrifying to others was so beautiful in his eyes.

"Ten thousand ghosts devouring souls, condense!"

Seeing that the time was ripe and all the ghosts had grown up, the "Ghost Emperor" shouted softly and formed a formation with his hands.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth darkened.

Rumbling--

Like a rainy day, countless dark clouds gathered together, and like a warrior undergoing a tribulation, thunder flashed in the dark clouds.

This scene made all the ghosts tremble secretly.

The righteousness of heaven and earth and thunder have a natural suppressive effect on them, which is why most ghosts never return after undergoing tribulation.

Now the sky was filled with flashing thunder and roaring thunder, and the sound reached their ears and hearts.

The fact that they were able to suppress the fear in their hearts and not choose to escape was a testament to their strict discipline.

If His Majesty the "Ghost Emperor" had not been standing in mid-air, these ghosts would have disappeared without a trace long ago.

Even the one-eyed ghost, a ghost at the seventh level of Martial Saint, frowned slightly at this moment.

"fall!"

At this moment, the "Ghost Emperor"'s eyes suddenly focused, and he once again formed a formation and shouted softly.

Rumble!

As the words fell, a bolt of lightning suddenly fell from the thunderclouds above, striking directly towards the blood pool and the myriad ghosts.

Roar--

The extremely strong and masculine thunder struck the blood pool and the thousands of ghosts accurately.

In just a moment, hundreds of ghosts turned into powder and were absorbed by the ghosts nearby.

As for these ghosts that absorbed the powder, lightning flashes began to appear on their bodies, as if they had been struck by lightning.

Immediately afterwards, thunder continued to strike from the dark clouds in the sky. The ghosts that swallowed the thunder were no longer afraid of the thunder. Instead, they opened their bloody mouths and swung their sharp claws to bite.

zizi——

Countless thunders struck down and were swallowed up.

The aura of all the ghosts continued to surge, and the strongest ghost was covered in lightning, almost reaching the fifth level of Martial Saint.

The ghosts watched this scene in astonishment, the shock in their hearts was simply indescribable.

When will ghosts be able to absorb thunder?

This scene completely turned their lives upside down.

The one-eyed ghost standing beside him had a calm expression, as if he had seen him before.

“Awesome, awesome!!”

Yue Shi couldn't help but nod in praise.

The Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul-Devouring Formation, one of the three ancient formations of the ghost clan, gathers the essence of the blood of living beings into a blood pool, then places ghost seeds into it to absorb the blood essence and grow. Finally, it uses the power of the formation to attract the most powerful and yang heavenly thunder to cleanse the ten thousand ghosts and cultivate a blood-yang body.

At this point, the ghosts were no longer afraid of the Confucian righteousness, nor were they afraid of the restraint of thunder and lightning from heaven and earth.

When Yue Shi saw this formation, he couldn't help but admire it deeply.

"Ha ha..."

Hearing the Moon Envoy's praise, the Ghost Emperor laughed and said, "These ten thousand ghosts are not as good as breaking through the defensive formation of Tianjing City. They still need some tricks."

"Oh, I'd like to hear more about it!" The Moon Envoy acted as if he was listening attentively.

At this time, the dark clouds in the sky seemed to have completed their mission and all dispersed, and the world returned to clarity.

"Brother Yue, don't close your eyes!"

"Congeal!"

The "Ghost Emperor" chuckled and quickly formed a magic circle with his hands. At the same time, he muttered some words that the Moon Envoy could not understand.

As the words fell, an invisible wind blew, knocking down large trees and blowing away countless huge rocks.

A doomsday-like scene appeared before the ghosts.

"Ancient ghost language, it seems this 'Ghost Emperor' has quite a few hidden abilities!"

Seeing this scene, Yue Shi had an epiphany in his heart. He finally understood why the immortal valued this "Ghost Emperor" so much.

As far as he knew, even the Ghost King who commanded all ghosts a hundred years ago did not understand, and Gui Qing was only one of the two ghost generals under his command.

"Things are getting more and more interesting." Yue Shi withdrew his thoughts and continued to watch the changes in the blood pool.

The moment the Ghost Emperor finished speaking, thousands of ghosts in the blood pool roared and snarled as they crashed into each other.

Then it quickly merged into a giant ghost a thousand feet long with a red face and two long fangs, standing upright in the valley with lightning flashing all over its body.

"Brother Yue, it's almost time, we should act."

Seeing the thousand-foot giant ghost condense, the "Ghost Emperor"'s eyes flashed with a coldness.

"Haha, where are the Moon Worshipers?"

The Moon Envoy shouted.

"My subordinate is here!"

In an instant, countless sounds came from far away and countless figures shot into the air.

"Ghost Li, break the Tianjing City formation!"

Seeing this scene, the "Ghost Emperor" shouted at the thousand-foot giant ghost.

hum-

A muffled sound came from the giant ghost's body, and it seemed as if countless voices were laughing eerily.

The next moment, the giant ghost flew into the sky and turned into a giant hand supporting the sky. With astonishing momentum, it shot towards Tianjing City.

Seeing this, the others immediately mobilized their true energy to follow.

The "Ghost Emperor" and the Moon Envoy looked at each other, both revealing a hint of coldness, and instantly flew to the front of the team.

The old King Qian is getting very old, and it's time for them to show their claws.

There is a villa.

Qin Ziyan just raised the teacup, and immediately frowned, "Evil, these disgusting maggots again!"

boom!

She slammed the teacup in her hand onto the ice jade tea table, instantly shattering it into pieces.

"Ah... Your Highness, Xiao He dare not be distracted anymore. Please don't punish Xiao He..."

Xiao He was frightened by this and immediately came to her senses.

"Go gather all the members of Dawn and Blade immediately. Our job is here!"

Qin Zi'an looked at the giant hand coming towards her at high speed, and there was a cold flash in her beautiful eyes.

Qianwang Palace.

The old prince had just put down Qin Guangren's "Saint's Words" and, with an expression unchanged, he instructed Eunuch Li beside him: "Ten will definitely be the top scholar, and let them handle the rest according to the rules!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Eunuch Li nodded, took all the papers and left to announce the decree.

Just when Eunuch Li was conveying the old King Qian's order to everyone.

Qin Guangren, who had been ranked by King Lao Qian, suddenly had a green light burst out of his body.

"Well, what is this?" Chu He looked at the scene with a little surprise.

In his eyes that can see through delusion.

The three inches of literary energy above Qin Guangren's head was rapidly increasing, almost one inch per second.

amazing!

"Why is this happening?"

Just when Chu He was surprised and puzzled.

The Academy of Literature is located deep in the mountains.

The high priest had sex.

The high priest was sitting cross-legged in meditation. When the spiritual energy above his head rose to 0.01 inch away from a hundred feet, he could not break through it no matter what he did.

"Could it be that I have failed again?"

The high priest showed resentment on his face. He had studied and taught all his life, but in the end, it was all in vain?

If you don't speak out, you can't leave your mark.

There are countless sages of literature and art, but only a few have left their names behind, such as Confucius.

He didn't expect to reach that level, but could he at least give him a chance?

"Forget it, if I had known this would happen."

Slowed down for a moment.

The high priest suppressed all distracting thoughts in his mind, since he couldn't go on this path.

Then he would donate his body as originally planned, paving the way for those who would come after him.

Thinking of this, a look of satisfaction appeared on the high priest's face.

"I have paved the way for the Way of Literature by a tiny fraction of an inch, and my name will be remembered in history."