Bai Suzhen and Xiao Qing on the ship also felt the evil aura, and their pretty faces turned pale at the same time.
The charming thoughts I had just now were instantly shattered into pieces.
Chen Jin turned around suddenly and looked at Bai Suzhen, his hesitation was thrown away:
"Miss Bai, I'll postpone helping you practice for now. There are some troubles to deal with right now."
When the Chen Jin trio broke through the rain and flew to the embankment, the sight before them was enough to make the mountains and rivers pale.
But in front of the black Ghost King Tide that connects heaven and earth, there is only a mountain-like back standing alone.
Wu Song His feet were wedged into the bluestone of the embankment like iron piles. Facing the netherworld wave that was carrying thousands of resentful souls, he actually advanced instead of retreating. Punch after punch, he used his pure flesh and blood to smash into the raging waves.
"Boom--!"
"Boom--!!"
"Boom--!!!"
With each punch, the majestic Gang Qi condensed into a roaring tiger silhouette in the air, crashing into the tide with the will to tear everything apart.
Wherever the fist struck, the black wave containing countless pale faces was cut through a hole several feet in diameter. The turbid river water splashed in all directions, and the corpses of the resentful souls in the river were refined on the spot by Tiangang's energy before they even had time to wail.
The majestic fist force did not stop there, but also forced the incoming tide to flow to both sides, as if a pair of giant hands had torn a short crack in the middle of the river.
He just used his body like this, each punch carrying a deafening sonic boom. The bluestone under his feet was constantly cracking and sinking, and the splashing water instantly evaporated into white mist around him.
Let you cry like ghosts and howl, and let the turbulent waves surge into the sky, I will break them with one punch!
The waves in front of him were constantly breaking, collapsing, and rolling back, as if they had hit an eternal sea rock.
"Master! I'm here to help you!"
Seeing this scene, Chen Jin felt heroic in his chest and joined the battle group with a loud roar.
His thoughts were racing, and he heard two strange sounds like muscle tearing coming from the shoulder blades, and two new arms burst out from the shoulder blades.
The strange force Chen Jin descends on the embankment!
The muscles of the upper arms are knotted, and [Past Life][Star Chaser] both swords come out at the same time.
[Past Life] The light of the sword is like a sword, weaving into an airtight sword net, crushing the floating corpses and skeletons that come at it together with the rusty weapons;
[Star Chaser] Starlight bursts out, specifically on the forehead of the ghost, and the soul fire of the target is instantly extinguished and disintegrates.
The arms below him were as fast as phantoms, and a thick stack of no less than twenty [Awakening of Insects Dragon Thunder Talisman] was already held between his fingers, which he threw wildly forward like a goddess scattering flowers.
"Crack--boom!!"
Continuous thunder tore through the sky and the earth, and the dazzling silver-white electric light illuminated the dim river surface as if it were daytime. The violent thunder snakes raged, jumped, and connected in series in the ghost tide. Wherever they passed, the ghost soldiers turned into pieces of stinking fly ash.
He stepped on Winnowing Wind, stood on the top of the waves, and danced wildly with his four arms, as if he had opened up an ever-expanding pure land of thunder and lightning in the sea of netherworld.
On the other side, Bai Suzhen is also doing his best.
She jumped gracefully onto a huge rock near the river, her white sleeves unfolded in the wind, and her body rotated like a flying sky in Dunhuang, pulling the majestic sea water with the magic power she had cultivated for thousands of years.
"Kowtow to the river tide to answer my call, and then cause the river to make waves. The water in the clouds listens to my call, and gathers into silver waves to cover the plain river."
As her spell fell, the Qiantang River water boiled!
A huge white wave that was not inferior to Ghost King Tide was set off by her out of thin air. In the wave, countless shrimp soldiers with bright armor waved their spears, giant crabs held up their iron pincers, silver-scale water soldiers arrayed with halberds, and even the silhouette of the patrolling Yaksha was looming.
They roared in unison, the sound shook the surrounding areas, and with the overwhelming silver raging waves, they crashed into the filthy black ghost tide without hesitation!
"Bang--!!!"
White and black, life and death, two huge waves collided in the middle of the river, stirring up a wall of turbid water dozens of feet high!
In the waves, the shrimp soldier's spear pierced the rotten water ghost, the giant crab's iron pincers cut off the pale bone arm, and the yaksha's steel fork violently clashed with the ghost general's bone blade.
And Xiao Qing let out a scream, and the demonic energy around him rose into the sky, and the original shape of the giant cyan python appeared on the spot!
The giant python, which was as thick as a water tank, had scales as strong as iron, and had a rugged and bulging head, crashed into the depths of Ghost King Tide.
Her huge python body rolled and rolled crazily in the black waves, and every sweep of her giant tail could turn dozens of ghost soldiers into wisps of black smoke.
She opened her huge mouth, and a terrifying vortex suction force was produced in her mouth, specially designed to swallow up those powerful ghost generals and solidified resentful souls.
She practices Five Ghosts Transport Art and has a deep understanding of soul Daoism. These swallowed souls are directly refined and absorbed by her with secret methods, becoming the resources for her to replenish her demonic power and strengthen herself.
In the initial thunderous confrontation, the four of them successfully contained Ghost King Tide's most ferocious momentum with a strong spirit.
However, the horror of this disaster from the underworld lies in its seemingly endless resentment and ghostly power.
The black wave carrying soaring resentment seemed to be endless, one wave higher than the other, charging crazily and tearing at the defense line.
Chen Jin's thunder talisman has been consumed nearly half. Although Wu Song's punches are still fierce, the frequency is not as good as before. Bai Suzhen has become more and more difficult to maintain the huge waves. The giant python transformed by Xiao Qing also has several wounds torn by ghost weapons on its body, and its movements are obviously slowed down.
At this moment, where the sea and sky meet behind Ghost King Tide, changes occurred again!
Seven or eight huge, decaying ships with crooked masts, like coffins emerging from the depths of the netherworld, broke through the thick ghost mist and slowly emerged.
The wood of the hull is dark and rotten, full of holes, the sails are tattered soul-calling flags, the sides of the ship are densely covered with pale paper figurines, and faded wreaths make a heart-wrenching "clatter" sound in the cold wind.
On the bow of the boat, those pale paper figures squirmed and turned around, "looking" in the direction of the embankment with their painted eyes, grinning from the corners of their mouths to their ears, and letting out a harsh, shrill laugh.
... Those in front are just cannon fodder, and the enemy's main force only appears after they are exhausted.
"Hiccup... I can't help it anymore, I really... can't eat anymore..."
Xiao Qing transformed into a human form again and landed next to Bai Suzhen. He held his waist and burped with a blue face. Apparently, he had reached the limit of devouring souls.
She quietly tugged on Bai Suzhen's sleeves, lowered her voice, and said in a tone of complaint and confusion, "Sister, why do we bother to come to this muddy water? Looking at this posture, it is obvious that the enemy who came here is for that Chen Jin, what does it have to do with us?"
Bai Suzhen's eyebrows were furrowed, her eyes swept over the ghost ships exuding an ominous aura in the distance, and then she looked back at Qiantang County with scattered lights behind her.
He took a deep breath, suppressed the fatigue in his chest, and shook his head:
"Xiao Qing, Ghost King Tide has always been held only during the Ghost Festival of the Ghost Festival. In previous years, Lin'an Prefecture Buddhist and Daoist masters would arrange water and land Dharma gatherings in advance to quell the situation.
Now that the Qingming Festival suddenly breaks out, how should the government and various factions respond in a hurry? If you and I don't protect each other, tens of thousands of Qiantang County people will become the wronged souls in this tide tonight!"
Xiao Qing Hearing this, he curled his lips and stopped refuting.