I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 2030

Chapter 1905 Chapter 191 Killing

With just one announcement, the noble and the humble were sentenced to death on the spot.

The loud and sharp sound penetrated the flesh walls, and the unmistakable echo rolled back and forth among the ten cities of the underworld.

Those trapped in the city felt as if a tremendous weight was upon them, and could not help but tremble from the depths of their souls.

They looked around in panic, with helplessness in their eyes.

Momentum!
The momentum of the God Court and the underworld is too strong!

Compared to the previous time when the Sword Ancestor chanted the scriptures, the pressure felt here was much stronger, more than dozens of times stronger.

Everyone was looking for that person, but they couldn’t find him.

It was as if being in this place, even someone as strong as the Eighth Sword Immortal could only be lost in the crowd like the other cultivators in Lingyu and the trial-takers in the Ghost and Buddha Realm.

“I can’t even get through the door…”

“He is the Eight Lords!”

There was an ancient swordsman with a bitter look on his face.

The faith in the hearts of all sword holders from the Eastern Region seemed to collapse as the verdict was pronounced.

At this moment, a chuckle came from the void:
“There are many tricks and schemes, but the people refuse to show up. I have waited for so long, and you use these rats to test me?”

——The voice of Ba Zun An!
The calmness and ease in this voice instantly ignited the hopes of many people.

At least, the Eight Lords were not like the ants that were crushed by the power of the Divine Court.

Hohoho…

Will-o’-the-wisp flickers.

The billions of ghosts that built the flesh wall turned their heads ferociously, and countless gazes met at the same place.

Everyone’s eyes followed immediately.

Then, ten cities away, at the southernmost part of the Fengdu Gate in the extreme north, there was a man in white standing on the top of the flesh wall of the underworld with his hands in his sleeves, his face ice-cold.

“Roar!”

“Hehe——”

“Eat…eat, delicious…”

Below it, there was a festering ghost face with pus oozing out of it and maggots crawling around it. It stretched its neck and tried hard to bite upwards.

But their bodies were crushed so tightly that they couldn’t move at all.

The darkness and the stench cannot touch the holiness of the white robe above.

The eight statues stand in the underworld, like lotus flowers growing out of the mud, unstained by dust.

“presumptuous!”

The strong men carried the coffin, and the bloated and fat monster in the coffin let out sharp shouts.

Its fleshy hand, which looked like it would ooze out green grease if pinched, reached into its crotch and pulled out a huge black brush. It pointed it forward and said,
“I, the Judge of the Underworld, summon you to the capital to meet the Lord. This is a divine oracle. How dare you disobey it?”

The soft, blood-red hairs at the front end of the Judge’s Pen were pressed against the space in front, forming a circle of profound array diagrams with complex Taoist principles.

The formation diagram spun and transformed into a huge ancient word “death”, which then exploded into an infinite force wave and pushed forcefully towards the land of the ten cities.

“How dare you disobey——”

“Dare not to obey——”

“No—”

The surging echo tore apart the people in the underworld on the spot, and caused souls and blood to splatter everywhere, and screams of pain never stopped.

The billions of ghosts squeezed on the flesh wall were also pushed forward by the force wave of the word “death”, and they began to crack and bleed, showing a tragic scene.

The ten cities of the underworld stretch from north to south.

In a flash, the judge’s pen broke through the bloody words of time and space, and then he rushed to the front of the Eight Zun’an.

Before the force arrived, the white clothes and black hair were lifted high, destroying the space for thousands of miles behind.

“Comply?”

Ba Zunan raised his eyelids, his eyes gleaming coldly.

Without seeing him make any movement, the invisible force wave uttered a word lightly from his mouth, stopped forcefully, and hovered in front of him, condensing into the word “death”.

“In heaven and on earth, in the world of the living and the world of the dead, I dare to claim the title of master.”

“Who are you, judge? Who gave you the authority to howl like a wolf or bark like a dog here?”

Boom.

Ripples appeared under my feet.

The Eighth Master took a step forward, still keeping his hands behind his waist.

He actually treated the word “death” as nothing. When the clothes on his chest came into contact with the word “death” containing the mysterious power, the word “death” also rippled.

Smashed on the spot!

It was as if he was strangled by an invisible sword thought. The surging power couldn’t even explode, and was all absorbed into the bodies of the eight statues.

As the cold voice died down, the eight masters took a step forward and their shadows disappeared.

Everyone looked away and moved to another city.

He has stepped into a city!
“Outrageous, outrageous, how outrageous…”

The fat judge jumped up and down in the coffin, as if no ghost here had ever dared to disobey his will.

He immediately tapped the huge judge’s pen in his hand, spit flew everywhere, and cursed:

“I am an outsider from the underworld and a lowly guest from the world of the living. I have been asked by the gods to make a request as a courtesy to the Lord. But now, not only do I not obey, I am even speaking nonsense…”

“Noisy.”

The Eighth Master raised his sleeves and pointed out.

Bang!
Above the Ten Cities of Hell, a black line suddenly tore through the sky.

When the sound of wind and sonic boom exploded, the fat judge on the coffin in the distance was petrified, the crooked crown on his head was shot to pieces, and most of his skull was blown away.

Green blood and brain matter splattered upwards, flowing across the forehead, eyelids and cheeks, and in the blink of an eye, it covered his entire face.

The fat-headed and big-eared monster was stunned. In its world, it seemed that no ghost dared to attack it.

To the point that I forgot for a moment whether I should get angry first or fight back first at a time like this.

“A monkey in human clothing is a laughing stock.”

“Go back and tell Hua Changdeng that you should either come out and see me, or you will be damned…”

The Eighth Lord paused, a dark green color gathered in his eyes, and his sight swept over the filth of the Ten Cities. A red line formed between his eyebrows, “The chickens and dogs are restless.”

It was obvious that no one took his words seriously.

“Judge!”

“The Judge of Death?!”

In the Ten City Palace, the Ten Lords of Hell looked anxious.

Even the black and white evil spirits who were holding sickles and hooking open the gate of Fengdu couldn’t help but move closer to the judge.

“Wow……”

The fat judge uttered a roar, as if he was anxious, angry, or completely irritated.

Its chubby big hand stroked the top of its head, just like stroking its bangs, and the shattered skull was immediately regenerated, and the wound healed as before.

Immediately a touch.

The blood drained from his face.

Only the face of a vicious beast with slashing eyes, sharp teeth and fierce cheeks was left. He threw the judge’s pen in his hand, left a sentence, turned around and lay back in the coffin:
“Kill him.”

The Ten Lords of Hell were stunned, and the Black and White Devils were stunned.

The eight strong men under the coffin were all stunned, wanting to say something but stopping themselves.

At this moment, a slender figure in green rushed out from the gate of Fengdu, holding a bowl in her hand and with a veil over her face:

“Wait a minute!”

In her other hand, she also held an oracle.

After he appeared, he did not even glance at the judge in the coffin, but unfolded the oracle, raised his voice, and pronounced the verdict:

“The Lord has bestowed upon me the supreme power. All the ghost cultivators in the underworld should unite the power of the God of Death to fight this beast together. Those who obtain the blood of eight Anhun will be promoted to a higher rank; those who obtain the flesh of eight Anhun will have the power of the God of Death forever; those who cut off the heads of eight Anhun…”

Boom.

Before she finished her words, she felt a pain in her chest.

His gaze moved downwards, and he saw that the oracle in his hand had been torn apart by the sword thought at some point, and turned into scattered stars in the sky.

And myself…

There was actually a huge bloody hole in the chest.

Green blood gushed out, and the strength in the body began to dissipate. The delicate skin could no longer hold on and began to wrinkle.

In the blink of an eye, the graceful and beautiful girl turned into a hunchbacked old woman.

“Meng Po grandma!”

“Be careful, this beast is quite powerful. The judge just now was…”

“Shut up! Everyone, shut up!”

“Bow your heads! Everyone bow your heads!”

The Ten Lords of Hell cried out in surprise, followed by the terrified voices of the Black and White Devils.

Suddenly, billions of evil spirits in the flesh walls of the underworld lowered their heads, not daring to look any further.

The old woman called Meng Po was trembling all over. When she raised her head with difficulty, her black hair turned white.

Except for her youthful face, her whole body exuded the stench of old age and decay.

She looked into the distance.

In the distance, the gorgeous figure in white gently lowered a finger towards her.

There is no doubt that…

He was the one who revealed the oracle.

He inflicted this injury on himself.

Grandma Meng took a deep breath, and her hoarse scream echoed throughout the underworld, even louder than the death judge’s scream just now:

“superior!!”

“Yellow City! Yellow City!”

“Within a quarter of an hour, I will make sure that only a remnant of his soul remains. Follow me into the capital to apologize, and I will torture him to death!”

After the oracle star spots shattered, they turned into complex Taoist patterns.

The order was about to be torn. Once it was torn, the surging power of the god of death in the gate of Fengdu shot out millions of streams of light, which were injected into the coffin bearers, the black and white evil spirits, the ten kings of hell…

Even in the city of the Ten Realms, the bodies of the hundreds of millions of ghosts were cast into a flesh wall, and the ghosts pressed down on them so hard that they couldn’t breathe!
“Swish~”

Hongniang watched helplessly as the wall of flesh on her side “melted” and the fat-faced ghost fell down and landed right in front of her, huge as a behemoth.

Its body was ablaze with the power of the origin. After its entire body shook, it let out a long howl:

“hiss–“

Not just white-faced ghosts.

Ten huge cities and millions of ghost soldiers, all unlocked.

Each of them was endowed with at least one ancestral power, and they all howled as they broke free from their restraints and rushed into the void.

“How could there be so much power of the god of death…”

Yuegongnu’s eyes were filled with shock. He reached out his hands and immediately pulled Yu and Liu behind him, avoiding these hideous ghosts with different miserable looks.

Fortunately, after these ghosts were unsealed, they ignored other people and had only one goal:
the Eight Lords!
For every drop of blood, the official rank would be promoted.

If you get the soul and flesh, the power of death will be forever.

If you are lucky enough to take off that damn guy’s head, there is no need to ask for the reward, it must be a priceless treasure!
Who wouldn’t flock to it among the ghosts in the underworld?
The Moon Palace Slave looked up, and countless ghosts were like fish leaping over the dragon gate, all of them wishing to tear the figure into pieces and share a piece or two.

The scene was extremely terrifying.

The ghosts that can be used to build walls are all soul energy bodies at the beginning.

Not to mention the combat experience, compared to the ordinary spirit refiner’s soul body that is as ethereal as clouds and smoke, the soul that can be condensed into an energy body is tens of thousands times better.

What’s more, these ghosts are all endowed with the power of the ancestral gods. They are trying to drown the Eight Lords with saliva!

“Hehe.”

The black chickens all huddled into Yu Zhiwen’s arms, indicating that they were frightened.

Is this the perfect divine palace?

The ancestral power that has been accumulated for billions of years can be rewarded to such a cheap ghost just like it’s free?

Even if one ghost splits into one path, millions of paths combined…

What kind of magnitude is this?
If these things were added to one person, Wuliang Jizi’s nine mouths would not be able to swallow them all!

“Hua Changdeng is also a mad dog…”

“Does he want to blow up the Eight Lords?”

“Or should we first break his sword-hiding technique and destroy his 30-year-old sword-sealing foundation before we meet again?”

…

Ba Zun’an frowned.

He also had never experienced the Perfect Divine Court, and indeed underestimated Hua Changdeng.

Such a relic of the ancestral god was like adding wings to a tiger for Hua Changdeng to obtain.

Of course, this is external.

But the ghost sword technique is a soul-controlling technique, and the word “control” is important to it. What’s more, Hua Changdeng is no longer a pure ancient swordsman.

It now seems that his way of “ghost” is more important than his way of “sword”.

He is not the Lord of Fengdu, who is at the second level of ancient swordsmanship.

What he wants to be is to replace the Ghost Ancestor and become the true Lord of Fengdu!

“Swallowing, it’s impossible to swallow…”

Although the Immortal Sword Body is called “immortal”, there is still some gap compared to the immortal bodies of the five ultimate bodies.

After all, it is acquired through training, and it places more emphasis on the word “sword”.

Compared with the gods and the underworld, it is incomparable.

After all, it’s just an acquired sword body – even if the innate holy body came, it would be blown up by such a huge ancestral power!

Think about it carefully.

There is no other way.

Facing the ghosts flying towards them from all directions, Ba Zunan frowned and looked murderous.

There was only one answer left in my mind: Blast them all
!

The fat, white-faced ghost hung out his long fleshy tongue, his eyes glowed with green light, his face was full of desire, and he rushed towards me.

That hungry expression seemed to be saying… Give it to me, give me a drop, Mr. Ba Zun’an, just one drop will do.

“Boom.”

The eight masters pointed with one finger, and ripples appeared on the fingertips.

The big lump of meat in front of him exploded into pieces, and he couldn’t even scream. His hunger and thirst had been slaked by his fingers.

As for the strand of ancestral power in his body, it was crushed by the sword thought through the air, and then turned into black miasma and fell heavily.

“Squeak…”

The sound of breaking wind came from the right.

The Eight Zun An didn’t even bother to look at it, and pointed his finger into the void again. The night bat that was hanging in the air exploded into powder, leaving behind an unwilling creature.

Black air falls.

“Ha, ha…”

The drooling maggots launched a sneak attack from behind. Ba Zunan simply closed his eyes, opened his mind, and fired a missile with his fingers.

With a snap, the maggots crushed into pieces.

The black air sinks.

“Boom!”

“Boom boom!”

“Boom boom boom…”

Just point to the point, and don’t stop there.

Like the most elegant performer of the void, the white-clothed figure standing among the ghosts stood still, his hands dancing, leaving afterimages, and his ten fingers turned into flying flowers, playing a magnificent piece of music.

No evil spirits can get close to the area within a radius of ten feet.

The minced meat splattered for miles and black gas filled the air.

After just a few breaths, a huge ocean of the power of death emerged from under the eight masters, with countless corpses and flesh floating in it.

But his surroundings…

They are so densely packed, or they are ghosts!
They cover the sky and the sun, stretching for more than 100,000 miles!

This scene was too horrifying, and the number was too staggering. The spirit refiners below were having nightmares, their hands and feet were cold:

“I can’t bear it. It’s impossible…”

“Even if he is one of the Eight Lords, he can’t withstand such a massive attack. He can’t kill them all, he can’t kill them all…”

Wow.

Soon, even the soul-piercing “dong dong” sounds were suppressed by the impenetrable evil spirit.

The void became a huge mass of flesh. Except for the occasional black gas sinking from the cracks and merging into the black ocean, there was no movement at all.

The eight statues were surrounded.

Even if he wasn’t torn to pieces, he would be exhausted by so many ghosts.

At worst…

Everyone thought of the situation on Lingyu Mountain when the eight Dao chains were stretched after swallowing ten thousand swords and experiencing the thunder tribulation.

“If you ask me, the Eight Lords are ruined!”

“The power he swallowed before has become a restriction. If he loses control, the foundation of his Dao that he has hidden his sword for many years will probably explode!”

“And up to this point, he hadn’t even seen Hua Changdeng…”

Gou Wu Yue frowned when he saw this.

The Divine Court is very strong, there is no doubt about it.

This is even just the beginning. Hua Changdeng has definitely prepared much more for his mortal enemy.

The Eight Lords were not weaker, they could shatter a line of ancestral power with just one finger, which was quite powerful.

It’s okay if it’s just one sword, but if all of them are like this, if another ancient swordsman comes up to him, he might even beat himself to death.

None of it matters!

Gou Wu Yue is not looking at these.

He was targeting the black ocean that was re-condensed from the black air that was transformed from the shattered power of the god of death beneath the eight statues and the ghosts.

“What’s this?”

Gou Wu Yue’s heart moved slightly.

It seems that those are still the power of the god of death, but they are more like pure ancestral power.

It was as if the mark belonging to the “Ghost Ancestor” was also quietly shattered by the Eight Masters… (End of this chapter)