Chapter 48 Arrival

In the sky, the scene of Tang Jie stood majestically, like a giant mountain, awe-inspiring.

In comparison, the ghost eagle's transformed body looked as small as a baby and as humble as an ant in front of Tang Jie.

Seeing the appearance of this god-like existence, the ghost eagle screamed in shock: "How is it possible? How is it possible?"

Yes, how is that possible?

How could it be possible for a powerful human being to project over?

And looking at this appearance, it is clearly the human being in front of him.

Could it be that the human being in front of me is the clone of a powerful human being?

The Ghost Eagle was surprised and thought that if this was really the case, he would have provoked a formidable enemy.

But even so, there is no reason why the great human race can break through the barrier of the underworld.

You must know that the barriers between the underworld and the human world are tight and cannot be broken easily. The soul projection will encounter many obstacles if it wants to pass through the barriers. Especially for powerful beings, the greater the power they have to project, the stronger they will be repulsed by the underworld. Therefore, the underworld has never seen any powerful projection in for thousands of years.

But now, Ghost Eagle has really seen it.

Not only did I see it, but it was such an extremely powerful projection. How could I not be horrified?

This is exactly what Tang Jie achieved by using black sand.

In the process of studying black sand, Tang Jie discovered that as a soul material, black sand is between illusion and reality, and it is an extremely magical treasure. Not only can it repair the soul, but it can even travel through the underworld and communicate between the two worlds. With the presence of this object, Tang Jie's soul communication with the clone will be greatly enhanced, making it easy to locate, and he can even directly access the clone's huge will projection for his own use. With the black sand around, the obstacles to the clone's arrival and projection will be greatly reduced.

Of course, this kind of arrival will cause great consumption of black sand. Tang Jie calculated it with wisdom and found that the black sand he obtained by destroying two hook-breaking scythes could only maintain the existence of the projection for a short moment.

It was too luxurious to use like this, and Tang Jie didn't dare to use it at will until he found the connection in his heart. But God was kind enough to let him see the Corpse Spirit Flower again. The psychic talisman made from this substance can greatly amplify the effect of the soul. In this way, the consumption of black sand is greatly reduced.

In addition, the deity summoned the clone, and the soul was one, which was most natural. Under the influence of multiple factors, it was natural to complete this unprecedented breakthrough.

At this moment, the projection of Tang Jie Immortal Platform appeared,

The ghost eagle was so frightened that it didn't dare to attack again.

On the contrary, Morozhi glanced at Tang Jie in the sky, and still rushed forward with a steel fork fearlessly, shouting: "No matter who you are, you will die!!!"

It wasn't that he was so arrogant that he dared to challenge the gods, but that he instinctively didn't want to believe such a thing. Unlike Ghost Eagle, who can deeply feel the power of the projection, Marozhi's cultivation is not enough for him to deeply realize this gap, just like an ant cannot understand the greatness of Goshawk. Therefore, in his eyes, the mountain-like giant shadow might be Tang Jie's intimidation and psychedelic method.

The Yasha clan is inherently militant, and they must fight bravely even if there is a chance, otherwise they will be unworthy of their powerful bodies.

Therefore, after seeing the statue of Tang Jie Tian, ​​he advanced instead of retreating. The steel fork was raised high and pierced out with a shocking cold light, like a meteor chasing the moon towards Tang Jie's shadow.

"No!" Ghost Eagle shouted in horror.

In the sky, Tang Jie opened his eyes slightly, glanced down, and hummed softly.

It was just a soft hum, but it was like the roar of a giant bell in the sky and earth. Morozhi's head buzzed, and he felt a supreme force pressing down on him, making him unable to move. The steel fork could no longer penetrate. At the same time, all the ghosts below were shattered in the roar, and no one remained except the ghost eagle.

He was so horrified that he saw Tang Jie slowly opening his eyes in the air.

He glanced at Morozhi.

It was this glance that plunged Morozhi into great panic.

That glance was filled with the void, as if there were countless stars rotating inside, and it was indescribably mysterious and profound.

Inside it, Morozhi felt as if he was lost in the entire star.

Then Tang Jie sighed.

Take a gentle breath.

Then Morozhi flew up.

He saw himself floating towards the sky, flying higher and higher, and below, there was another version of himself standing in the air, like a clay sculpture. When the wind blows, large pieces of light sand fly by.

that's me?

Morozhi was stunned. He saw himself dissipating with the wind, like a sand man, perishing and annihilated in the sweep of the wind...

I am dead!

Morozhi finally understood.

The moment he handed over the weapon to Tang Jie, he died, and now all that is left is his soul.

Because he is in the underworld, when he dies, his soul directly emerges and continues to exist in another form. If it's lucky, it can even return to the body and be resurrected in its current state. Resurrection from the dead is extremely difficult for living people, but for some ghosts, it is as easy as daily life.

Unfortunately he was unlucky.

When he died, his body began to decay, dry out, and dissipate. The flesh and blood seemed to have experienced thousands of years, turning into dust and flying in the air. The remaining souls have nowhere to live and can only continue to walk lonely in the form of ghosts.

But in front of Tang Jie, he couldn't even do this.

The next moment Tang Jie looked at the ghost and murmured: "Your memory is what I need..."

With these words, Morozhi's soul turned into a black light and floated towards Tang Jie's phantom in the air. Even though Morozhi struggled desperately, there was no way he could escape from Tang Jie. Then he saw the phantom in the sky opening its mouth wide and swallowing Marozhi whole.

He didn't even use magic, he directly digested, absorbed, and swallowed up the soul of Morozhi, and by the way, he also mastered most of his memories. As for the uncontrolled part, it was mainly due to the natural loss caused by death, which Tang Jie could not stop.

Without even a wave rising, Morozhi was swallowed up, his flesh and blood dissipated, and his soul disappeared. The ghost eagle was horrified to see it. The phantom of the god here was lucky enough to burp. This imageless action did not reduce his majesty, but instead enhanced his aura of terror and evil.

Tang Jie's eyes were already looking at Ghost Eagle: "You... also want to go against me?"

The ghost eagle was frightened and fell to the ground: "You are ignorant and offend the majesty of God!"

"It's good to know." Tang Jie murmured. While talking, large streams of light flashed from time to time in his eyes. That was him absorbing and understanding the memories left to him by Morozhi.

Just when he was about to kill the half-transformed ghost eagle, he suddenly saw a memory.

He let out a light sigh: "So that's what it is."

He lowered his head and thought for a moment.

Although it was only a moment, under the influence of the wisdom path, countless thoughts had been running through, and finally a plan was produced.

Although this plan is extremely dangerous, if it succeeds, it can also bring huge benefits to yourself.

Tang Jie has always been a person who is not afraid of death. After confirming the risks and rewards, he has already made a decision.

He immediately looked at the ghost eagle and said, "If you want to live, hand over your life fire."

"What?" Ghost Eagle looked up in shock.

Tang Jie said calmly: "I'll count to three. If you haven't done it yet, then you can go and die. One...two..."

He was not counting slowly, and obviously had no intention of giving Ghost Eagle time to think.

Ghost Eagle only hesitated for a moment, then shouted: "I do!"

Then a wisp of green ghost floated out of the body, which was the fire of the ghost eagle's destiny.

I, Tang Jie, took it and let go, and the soul fire was gone. But Guiying could clearly feel that his natal fire had not disappeared, but had been hidden in his body by Tang Jie using a secret method.

The God of Heaven, Tang Jie, turned over his hand and grabbed the Baigui Yexingzhou, which was sliding backwards and trying to escape.

This boat is a treasure from the underworld. It has souls stationed in it and has talented soul soldiers. It can judge the battle situation and make various decisions on its own, including the ability to escape when the situation is not good.

It was not easy to escape in front of Tang Jie.

That day god Tang Jie smiled slightly and said, "It's better to stay."

With a big hand, he grabbed the Hundred Ghost Night Boat and wiped away the soul on the boat with a gentle touch. Then there was a flash of golden light, and a wisp of the soul was thrown into the boat, but it took control of the boat instead of the previous ghost. Boat.

After doing this, the god Tang Jie took back his hand and placed Baigui Yexingzhou in front of him, just like throwing a toy boat. Then his hand shook, and something floated down.

If you look carefully, it's clearly a piece of skin.

A Yaksha's skin!

Morozhi!

This is the skin of Marozhi formed by condensing ghost energy from the underworld. When it falls on the deity, you can see that the face of the deity has changed, and it has suddenly turned into the appearance of Marozhi. There is still something in the hand, but it is Moluozhi. Luo Zhi's steel fork is the same as the steel fork owned by Namora Zhi himself. It was recreated by the god Tang Jie with his supreme supernatural power.

Seeing such a scene, the ghost eagle didn't know what Tang Jie wanted to do, and was trembling with fear.

God Tang Jie looked at Ghost Eagle: "I think you understand what I want to do."

"Muck... sneak into Yeyou City..." Guiying said with chattering teeth.

Tang Jie smiled: "Just understand. From now on, I am Marozhi, and you are still you...Sara!"

Hearing Tang Jie call out his name, Ghost Eagle knew that most of Moro Zhi's memories had been taken away by this human being. Even if he wanted to deceive him, it would be difficult and he could only sigh.

At this point, it has no choice but to let this human being slaughter it.

Seeing that everything was over, the god Tang Jie dimmed and disappeared.

This deity, Tang Jie, has jumped onto the boat and waved his hand for the ghost eagle to come up.

There were only two of them in the huge Hundred Ghost Night Boat.

Tang Jie has already steered the ghost boat forward.

When Guiying saw it, he said strangely: "Yeyou City is not in that direction."

I felt extremely regretful as I said this. Wouldn't it be better if this person took the wrong path? I wouldn't have to go back to Yeyou City again. Just think about how this human being has inherited the memory of Morozhi, how could he not know where Yeyou City is.

Tang Jie glanced at it and said calmly: "I know, but I'm not in a hurry to go back yet."

"Where to go?" Guiying was curious.

"Gather some subordinates. You can't just go back without any power." Tang Jie replied.

Having absorbed the memory of Morozhi, he already knew that the ghost city in the underworld was not a peaceful place. Even with Morozhi's identity, it was not easy to gain a foothold in the ghost town. The urgent task in the afternoon was to recruit some subordinates for himself. .

Fortunately, there are many great ghosts in the underworld, and the most indispensable thing is ghosts. With his status as a yaksha, it is difficult to collect some things that are worthy of blame.

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