Chapter 254 Immortal magical power, blood rebirth

After all, Chihu was once a human emperor, and after his death he became a god and ghost general with a high status. How could he have ever been so wronged?

His pupils were blood red and he let out a crazy roar. He endured severe pain and humiliation and climbed up from the mire, his eyes full of evil energy.

In just a few breaths, his limbs unexpectedly grew again. Xu Qingxuan frowned slightly at the sight of this terrifying immortal body.

Chihu is not very strong, and his combat power is at the bottom of the Yangshen Realm. However, because of his immortality, it becomes very troublesome to kill him, and the best he can do is suppress him.

Seeing the red tiger crawling out of the mire and charging towards him regardless, Wu Wei trembled, with a hint of panic in his eyes.

Why are you killing me? Xu Jianxian is the one who has done the most harm to you!

He was about to escape when he suddenly saw a figure. He was no longer afraid and instead showed a smile.

The stick that stirs up the river and stirs up the sea, keep spinning for me!

Thunder power, fully activated!

…

Chi Hu endured the severe pain and did not even care about Xu Qingxuan's sword. At this moment, his pupils were blood red and he had only one thought left, which was to kill that despicable little Taoist priest!

However, the next moment, a huge three-pointed two-edged knife flew down from the air, and the sharp blade pierced Chihu's chest, nailing him to a mountain.

Chi Hu stretched out his hands, trying to pull out this familiar three-pointed, two-edged sword.

Clang!

Two Qingyue swords sounded, and the Chixiao and Bailong swords pierced his two arms respectively, nailing his hands to the mountain.

Li Daoxuan's figure fell in front of him, his eyebrows opened, and a bright demon-conquering golden light shot out, burning through Chi Hu's heart, revealing a charred black color.

"It's you!"

Chihu saw Li Daoxuan's appearance clearly, and the anger in his eyes boiled again.

Last time, in front of countless subordinates, the young Taoist priest pretending to be Erlang Zhenjun immobilized him, then chopped off his head and crushed him to pieces, causing him great humiliation.

This scene seems familiar now.

Li Dao

"Xu Jianxian, please lend me the sword."

Li Dao

Xu Qingxuan shook his head and smiled, as if he was used to this.

Li Dao

sword.

Holding the divine sword in his hand, his blood surged and his heroic spirit suddenly arose, as if he had returned to the time when he was slaying the dragon in Hongzhou. At that time, he was holding this divine sword and using the laws of heaven and earth to enter the water and slay the dragon.

Li Daoxuan raised the divine sword with both hands, preparing to chop off Chihu's head.

Chi Hu consumed a lot of mana, and he actually stopped resisting at this moment. His old god was still there, looking at Li Daoxuan, and said sarcastically: "Don't say cut off my head, even if you cut me into pieces with thousands of knives and smash my bones into ashes,

So what?"

He looked very proud, as if he knew that Li Daoxuan could not do anything about his immortality.

But the next moment, he saw an old and yellowed piece of paper floating out of Li Daoxuan's body and falling on him.

boom!

The piece of paper seemed to be stimulated by something and quickly burned, and then a determined voice began to echo between heaven and earth.

“The land of China is thousands of miles away, the splendor and splendor are abundant, the eight wildernesses and the six regions are vast, the four seas are vast, the land of China is like heaven!”

"The beautiful rivers and mountains of the Central Plains were originally the holy land of Yanhuang and the paradise of China. But who owns the world in today's territory?"

"Min Fengtian raised his troops to slaughter the barbarians and barbarians. He vowed to kill all the barbarians in the world, kill all the barbarians in the world, restore the land of the Han people, and avenge the Chinese people!"

…

At first, only that determined voice echoed between heaven and earth, but gradually, different voices began to appear.

There are men, women, old, young...

There are the lamentations of generous men, and the lamentations of widows and widowers.

In a trance, scenes of human tragedy emerged between heaven and earth.

The young child was crying in the boiling soup, and his mother, who was also boiled to pieces, hugged him distressedly and kept pleading to the barbarians.

Under the boiling soup, the bones of the child's father were placed for use in making soup.

The old father carried his son's body on his back and wanted to find a place to bury it, but found that there were solitary graves everywhere and he couldn't find a good place.

This is his last son.

The old father was silent for a long time, and finally took away the hatchet from his son's waist, left the village where he had lived all his life under the sunset, and never came back.

…

I don’t know how long it took, but the sound of reciting was like a bell or thunder in the empty valley, exploding in Chihu’s ears.

"Shi Min!"

Chihu let out an angry roar. At this moment, he finally lost his composure and became furious.

Shi Min was his adopted son, but after his death, he resolutely rebelled and restored his Han surname to Ran Min. With a single order to kill Hu, his tribe suffered numerous casualties and their vitality was severely damaged.

If he hadn't just entered the underworld and was still very weak, he would have killed him and returned to the world, eaten his flesh alive and drank his blood!

It's a pity that when he was strong enough, Ran Min would have been defeated and died long ago.

Killing Hu Ling condensed the unyielding ambition of countless Chinese men to kill Hu Yi. He exercised great restraint on Chihu, the Emperor of Hou Zhao who once carried the strength of the Jie clan, and solidified his magic power. Even the proud and unyielding

The dead ghost bodies are on the verge of collapse.

If the only option was to kill Hu Ling, Chihu would be able to survive relying on Yang Shen's cultivation, but now he still faces a powerful enemy.

Li Daoxuan held the Ten Thousand Ren Divine Sword high, his eyes burning like the scorching sun.

"Since you like to be cut into pieces with thousands of swords and shattered into ashes..."

Clang!

With a flash of sword light, Li Daoxuan cut off one of his arms and said calmly: "Then I will satisfy you."

Chihu let out a scream. What made him panic was that the severed arm did not recover this time. His immortal body seemed to have malfunctioned and fell into complete silence.

Chihu finally got scared and struggled desperately.

But the Red Sky Sword, the White Dragon Sword and the three-pointed two-edged sword tightly nailed his body, coupled with the river-turning stick that was still releasing thunder and lightning, causing him to be burned inside and out, paralyzed all over, and unable to

break free.

The most important thing was that the previous battle with Xu Qingxuan had consumed so much mana that he now felt powerless.

The sword light flashed continuously, cutting off pieces of flesh and blood.

boom!

The Three Realms Gourd spurted out spiritual fire, burning all the severed flesh and blood into ashes.

"No, you can't kill me!"

"King of Ghosts, King of Ghosts, save me!"

In despair, Chihu's spirit is on the verge of collapse. He has been domineering for too long. The more such a person is, the more afraid of death he is.

When he killed innocent people wantonly, he probably never thought that one day, he would also be killed.

"Ghost King?"

Li Daoxuan showed a sneer and said: "That guy can't save himself now. Do you think he can save you?"

In the Yin Mountain, the screams of weak stomachs could be heard faintly, and the sounds became weaker and weaker.

Chi Hu is completely desperate, even such a powerful ghost king fell down?

"Don't kill me, I can sign a contract with you and let you control me!"

Chihu finally began to beg for mercy.

Li Daoxuan's sword paused slightly.

A slave of a Yang Shen realm ghost general, this is indeed a huge temptation.

but……

With a flash of sword light, Li Daoxuan chopped off his left leg.

"When you slaughtered my Chinese people and used them as marching rations, did you ever give them a chance to live?"

Li Daoxuan looked at him with extremely cold eyes.

Perhaps from a profit perspective, taking him as a slave is the best choice, but there are certain things a real man can do and things he shouldn't do.

He is a Han Chinese first and a Taoist priest second.
To be continued...