The sound of the bell was chaotic, the soul wanted to break, and the white bones turned into a beautiful face.
Her skin was white as jade, her hair was black as sandalwood, and her flesh was like a lotus flower.
The towering trees and the towering towers were all reflected in the Netherworld Eye. Life and death were both clear to him, but there was still a stubborn thought that he couldn't abandon his original intention.
Suddenly, he felt his heart palpitate and couldn't help but look at the sky. Was he in danger again?
"Ding!"
The bell on her waist urged her to come back to her senses. She didn't have time to think too much. She took a few steps in the air barefooted and landed on the top of a big tree. She said softly, "Thank you, Senior."
The Banyan Tree King sighed in his heart. It had been a long time since he had seen her so polite. He knew that she was doing this for the sake of this battle, not letting any details affect the overall situation. And if they lost this battle, this courtesy would probably turn into terrifying hostility.
"This battle is not just for you and me, nor is it just for anyone here. It's for all living beings in the Nine States. Fellow Daoists, please accept my control for the time being. Only in this way can we unite as one and defeat the enemy! "
All the demons said, "We're willing to listen to Fellow Daoist's orders!"
The Banyan Tree King knew that this was his limit, but it was enough. "There is no need for me to elaborate on the dangers involved. The laws of heaven and earth in this area have already been contaminated by the Hungry Ghost Realm. Your Majesty, please use the Silver Dragon King to test it out first."
"Alright!"
The King of Southern Yue said. The main cannon at the front of the Silver Dragon King opened up, and specks of silver light gathered, condensing and compressing to the limit, forming a ball of light.
With a buzzing sound, a magnificent silver light shot towards the Ghost Tower.
This strike was enough to split mountains and split the earth, but as soon as it entered the Land of Death, the bright silver light was shrouded in a layer of grey haze, rapidly weakening.
A Ghost King supervisor swung his whip. The whip cracked the silver light, and the shattered light was quickly swallowed by the grey haze, as if it had never existed.
"Tsk tsk, foolish creatures, you only know how to play these kinds of tricks."
The ghouls roared with laughter.
The King of Southern Yue's face changed slightly. Even attacks of pure energy were affected like this. If he personally entered the tower, he would definitely be greatly suppressed. The surroundings of the Ghost Tower were basically a forbidden zone for the living. He glanced at Little Ann. She was the only exception. But in this way … This was a great blow to morale. No one knew what the Banyan Tree King was planning.
The Banyan Tree King said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoists, as you can see, do not rashly approach the ghost pagoda. You must maintain a safe distance to attack."
"Grandpa Tree, but if we don't get close to the Ghost Tower. How are we going to attack it? "a giant lumberkin king asked.
The Silver Dragon King's attack range and destructive power far surpassed that of ordinary demon kings and grand cultivators. A thousand miles away. Ordinary divine abilities and Dharma spells couldn't even touch it, let alone be weakened and suppressed.
"Don't worry, we also have strong reinforcements."
"Powerful reinforcements? Could it be the North Moon's Demon King Li Qingshan? "
Many people did not know that Li Qingshan was no longer in this world. Li Fengyuan was high above Cloud City. When he heard this, his heart ached and he muttered to himself, "Eldest Father."
"Qingshan!" The Unraging monk also sighed inside. He had specially asked Little Ann about Li Qingshan's whereabouts, but never did he think this brilliant disciple of his would actually leave this world like this.
Little Ann's clothes ruffled as she stared at the Ghost Pagoda in the distance, as if she heard nothing.
"If Qingshan were here, our chances of victory would increase drastically!" The Banyan Tree King sighed in amazement. This kid could always exceed his expectations, turning the impossible into the possible. "But unfortunately, he can't come. The powerful reinforcements I'm talking about are not people of my generation, but this world!"
His voice was grand, piercing through the surroundings. Countless branches and roots formed a pair of arms, extending towards the sky and throwing themselves into the whistling atmospheric winds. It truly stood tall, but it was like the people of ancient times who prayed to the heavens for rain. It was filled with piety and reverence.
The heavens seemed to be moved by this sincerity. The winds whistled down and dispersed the dark clouds in the sky.
Immediately, the sky was clear, and the sun shone down.
Soon afterwards, the Banyan Tree King's body straightened up again. The roots that had plunged deep into the ground split into two bundles, forming a pair of strong legs. Afterwards, he pulled his legs out and strode forward, stepping into this land of death.
Boom! The ground shook, splitting open into ravines. The invisible Fiendish Magnetic Field surged, purging away all the ghostly miasma.
Even though the Ghost Pagoda was not built on the ground, it seemed to waver before the might of the world.
Gazing at the towering treant, the ghouls could no longer laugh. He definitely had not come to throw his life away. They also sensed the hostility of the entire world.
Everyone, human and daemon alike, was stunned by the Banyan Tree King's power. Perhaps he could no longer be called the Banyan Tree King. How could a Daemon King describe such power?
Even the Banyan Tree King himself was using such great power for the first time. This was no longer his own power. This was the world's unwillingness to be devoured by the Hungry Ghost Realm, as well as its hatred towards all external invaders. The World of the Nine Prefectures was far larger than a small world, and the will of the world was even stronger and more powerful.
The Banyan Tree King had borrowed the wrath of the world and used the might of the world to destroy the geographical advantage formed by the Ghost Pagoda.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The Banyan Tree King walked towards the Ghost Pagoda step by step. Every step he took covered a distance of ten thousand zhang. Wherever he stepped, plants would grow crazily, flowers would bloom, and the distorted laws of heaven and earth would return to normal.
No, it was not just normal. Everyone could clearly sense the existence of the heavens' will. Surging spiritual qi gathered in his body, and he could circulate it freely like never before. The mystical abilities and techniques that originally needed to be fully concentrated could now be released at any time.
Borrowing the power of heaven and earth!
This battle had been blessed by the heavens. If they won, they would definitely be rewarded with heavenly merit!
Even the White Camel Sand King's expression changed slightly. One of the crux to undergoing the tribulation and ascending was the heavens' will. The World of the Nine Prefectures did not have an extreme expression of will like the six realms of saṃsāra, so obtaining its recognition and support was even more difficult. This was truly a rare opportunity.
Morale immediately surged. They advanced towards the Ghost Pagoda with the Banyan Tree King's footsteps.
The King of Southern Yue nodded slightly. He really was the Banyan Tree King after all. With that, everything was in place. They could capture the enemy!
Little Ann's heart skipped a beat. The Banyan Tree King really was a powerful ally. Qing Shan had only agreed to retrieve the nine cauldrons for him in the past out of a moment of impulse. He never expected it to be so important.
Everyone had emotions, and the pros and cons were not so easy to calculate. However, her path was against all living things, and it was even more against all death. It was impossible for her to form any kind of friendship with others. She had to maintain her vigilance at all times.
"Dark Moon!"
A familiar but long-lost form of address rang out by his ear. The Dark Queen drifted over. Her cold, pale face was filled with joy right now. Fortunately, I made it in time!
Many people secretly frowned. The Ghost Pagoda originated from the Umbral Yin sect, and the crazy declaration of perishing with the entire world was renowned throughout the world. She had basically become the sect master of the Umbral Yin sect.
However, she ignored all of this. All she could see was Little Ann. She approached him before stopping again.
"Mother." Little Ann noticed that she was alone.
The Dark Queen explained, "Your father is currently in secluded cultivation …"
No matter what, this battle would be extremely dangerous. Chu Lie King was already close to ascending. Since even the Great Xia empire had not responded, there was even less reason for him to get involved in this mess.
For some reason, Little Ann recalled something Li Qingshan had said — only mother was good in the world.
"Be careful," the Dark Queen warned.
"Yeah." Little Ann nodded emotionlessly.
At this moment, the Banyan Tree King had already approached the Ghost Pagoda. Raising his head, the pagoda seemed like it was about to collapse. The Corpse Kings and Ghost Kings were vicious and colossal.
Little Ann wielded both swords. He slayed buddhas with his left hand and abandoned immortals with his right, pointing them at the Ghost Pagoda! Drifting Astronomy.
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