Ran Jing and Weiwei attacked almost at the same time. Their fingers touched the big seal above their heads, and endless immortal light sprinkled down, dispersing the surrounding sea of blood. The Qingping Sword and Dragon Tongue Orchid broke free and soared into the sky, carrying two streams of light and sharp wind, stabbing straight at the Red-robed Ghost King.
The Red-robed Ghost King pointed with his fair and tender hand, and three blood flowers bloomed in the sea of blood. As the blood fell, three blood-colored monsters over two meters tall appeared in front of everyone.
One had one leg and three arms, it was the one that had just attacked Du Kang. The other was a minotaur, similar to the one that was entangled with Zhang Lu and Ye Zilong, but it was taller and stronger. The one in the middle was a monster that had never appeared before. It had three heads and six arms, but no legs. Below its waist and abdomen, there were countless flesh tentacles, constantly wriggling, like an oversized octopus.
Weiwei and Ran Jing's two sword lights met the minotaur and the octopus, and the one-legged, three-armed monster seemed to have targeted Du Kang. It roared, stepped on the blood, and strode toward Du Kang.
"Damn it, do you think I'm dying if I don't send you a cat!"
Du Kang was so angry that he laughed at the one-legged, three-armed monster that was pestering him. He drew out the Octupole Blast from his waist and took out the Buddha's Hand from his backpack with his left hand. The two weapons were held in his hands, one in front of the other.
The Buddha's Hand emitted a hazy Buddha's Light, which enveloped Du Kang's body and forced the blood back. Without the restraint of his feet, Du Kang also strode forward, rushing toward the one-legged, three-armed monster.
The monster raised its head and roared. It raised its right claw and slapped down fiercely at Du Kang's head, while its left hand went straight for Du Kang's heart, as if it was going to dig out Du Kang's heart.
"Screw you!"
Du Kang twisted his body sideways, barely dodging the ghostly claw aimed at his heart. The Octane Blast blocked the other one aimed at his head.
At the moment of contact, Du Kang only felt an indescribably huge force smash down on him. It was difficult to resist, and in an instant, half of his body felt as if it had been electrocuted, and was shocked numb!
"Motherf * cker, go to hell!"
Du Kang clenched his teeth and roared. He actually forcefully blocked the ghostly claw. At this moment, the one-legged, three-armed monster was wide open. Du Kang was waiting for such an opportunity. He raised his left hand and slapped down. With a puchi sound, the Buddha's light flashed and blood soared into the sky. The one-legged, three-armed monster's head was like a watermelon, splitting into pieces. Minced meat, brain juice, and bone fragments flew everywhere, spraying all over Du Kang's body.
Du Kang staggered backward and raised his arm to wipe away the flesh and blood on his face. He spat a mouthful of bloody saliva onto the ground. He lifted his leg and kicked the headless monster's chest. With a puff, his entire leg sank into the monster's body. It was as soft as tofu.
"Blood Rebirth!"
The cold voice said these four words, which came from the mouth of the Red-robed Ghost King. Her words seemed to have a magical power. The minced meat that had originally exploded all flew back. A wave of blood rushed up and fell down like water splashing, drenching the one-legged, three-armed monster's corpse.
And the most bizarre and terrifying thing happened next. The head that was hit by Du Kang like a watermelon on the ground was reborn in the blink of an eye.
The one-legged, three-armed monster shook its huge blood-colored head twice. A pair of inverted triangular eyes looked at Du Kang and flashed with cruelty. A pair of huge claws grabbed Du Kang's right leg that was sunk into the flesh and blood. It actually wanted to tear it off from Du Kang's body.
Du Kang saw that the situation was not good and tried to pull his leg out. But it was easy to go in, but difficult to get out. A piece of sticky like 502 firmly grabbed Du Kang's right leg. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move it at all.
The one-legged, three-armed monster laughed even more cruelly. Its pair of claws didn't fall very fast. On the contrary, it fell very slowly, inch by inch. Its eyes were filled with a sinister smile. What it wanted was Du Kang to panic, fear, and struggle. It was like an old cat playing with a mouse. When it was tired of playing, it would kill you.
Du Kang's heart was beating wildly and his mind was spinning quickly. In the end, he gritted his teeth and could only treat a dead horse as a living one. He suddenly raised his Buddha's hand and forcefully smashed it on his leg. A resplendent Buddha's light flashed and Du Kang's entire right leg instantly shone as if it was made of pure gold. It flowed with holy Buddha's light and forcefully opened a hole in the one-legged, three-armed monster's chest.
Du Kang pulled his right leg out and turned to run. But how could the one-legged, three-armed monster let him go so easily? It opened its mouth and a blood-red tongue shot out like a long whip, ruthlessly lashing at Du Kang's back.
With a crack, Du Kang's sleeveless shirt was directly torn and hung on his body in two pieces. A long and narrow bloody groove from his left shoulder to the back of his waist appeared on his back. His skin and flesh were lacerated and his bones could be seen.
The tongue lashing caused Du Kang to fly forward for a full three meters. He gritted his teeth and groaned, almost dying from the pain. The Octane Blast supported himself in the blood and did not fall.
"This is impossible, damn it, this is a cheat!" Du Kang's back was in pain and his mind was spinning quickly, thinking of countermeasures.
In fact, Du Kang knew very well that his success just now was entirely because the one-legged, three-armed monster was angry and underestimated him, causing him to make a slight mistake. His head was smashed by Du Kang's Buddha's hand. Now that it had been reborn, it would be extremely difficult to succeed again.
What's more, there was the Red-robed Ghost King behind him. Du Kang could see that as long as she was there, this group of monsters was like a cheat. They could be reborn from blood and have unlimited lives. As for himself, he was obviously not the best in a fight of health.
The situation in front of him was clear that he would lose without a doubt, but he couldn't run away either. He could only bite the bullet and fight. It was really like the old saying, kill the living person.
Seeing the one-legged, three-armed monster's blood-red tongue rolled into its mouth and tasted Du Kang's blood, it raised its head and roared excitedly. Its mouth full of fangs rubbed and approached step by step.
"Little guy, read after me."
Just as Du Kang quickly retreated to avoid the one-legged, three-armed monster, a weary voice sounded in Du Kang's mind.
"Who are you!"
Du Kang ran his divine sense in his heart and asked the mysterious person who sent him a voice transmission, but the person did not answer. Instead, a passage of scripture sounded, revealing a vast expanse in the ethereal.
"A scholar can't not be great and resolute, there is a heavy responsibility and a long way to go. Looking at the suffering of all living beings in the world, my heart cannot be at ease. I have four wishes, I wish the world is at peace, I wish the people are rich, I wish to look down on the heroes, and I wish to sweep the universe!"
"A scholar can't not be great and resolute, there is a heavy responsibility and a long way to go. Looking at the suffering of all living beings in the world, my heart cannot be at ease. I have four wishes, I wish the world is at peace, I wish the people are rich, I wish to look down on the heroes, and I wish to sweep the universe!"
As the scripture was being recited, the faint Buddha's aura that enveloped Du Kang's body dimmed and faded away. Then, a colorful ray of light floated, and a figure appeared behind Du Kang. The figure was wearing a high hat and a wide belt, holding a long sword in his hand. His face was ancient and handsome. After a closer look, it was the scholar who killed thousands of ghosts in front of the Luocha Gate!
"Roar!!!" Du Kang repeated the scripture in his heart. At first, he only felt that it was plain, just like the classical Chinese in high school. However, as the vicissitudes of life recited, it became more and more majestic. Du Kang was also gradually affected. He felt a surge of Awe-Inspiring Qi surging in his chest. He couldn't help but recite it out loud.
"Roar!"
When the one-legged, three-armed monster saw the tall shadow that emerged behind Du Kang, it actually let out a terrified howl. It turned around and plunged into the blood sea, diving down and disappearing without a trace.
It actually escaped just like that. That was a one-legged, three-armed monster. It should be known that such a monster was an evil spirit, which was even more powerful than a malicious ghost. But it turned around and ran away just like that.
At the same time, the other two monsters that were entangled with Weiwei and Ran Jing also let out a strange cry and plunged into the blood sea, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
"You … who are you?" Du Kang asked the illusory figure through Divine Sense.
The figure shook his head gently and sighed, "I am just a nobody. I have no name and no name. I come and go empty-handed. Even if I tell you, you won't know."
The illusory figure quickly solidified and turned into the size of a normal person. His whole body emitted colorful rays of light, floating in the air. He turned to look at the Red-robed Ghost King. He frowned and seemed a little helpless, "Jin Niang, why are you doing this?
They are not your enemies. If you continue to kill innocent people like this, I am afraid that even if you hide in the Xuanyin Ghost Cave, you will not be able to escape the punishment of Heaven. "
"Heaven's punishment? Bah!"
The Red-robed Ghost King sneered. His pretty face was covered with frost. He pointed at the scholar and said, "Don't talk to me about benevolence, righteousness, and morality. I have heard enough of it over the years. You say that my enemies are not in this world?
Bullshit! Those who are alive are my enemies, and those who laugh are my enemies! "
The Red-robed Ghost King screamed. His long hair was fluttering in the wind, and his red robe was fluttering violently. Behind him, thousands of layers of blood waves were set off. Countless figures were screaming in pain, struggling, and begging in the blood waves.
The Red-robed Ghost King pointed at the blood waves behind him. He looked like a madman and laughed madly, "Why do I have to suffer all kinds of torture, while they live a carefree life? Why do I have to eat scraps and have no clothes to cover my body since I was a child, while those daughters of noble families have enough silk and satin to wear for 365 days, huh?"
"I am not reconciled. I also want to be a superior person. Therefore, I have followed my elder brother and studied hard for thirteen years. I have sat on the cold carpet and polished the iron inkstone. There is nothing I don't know about the classics and history, and there is no one I don't know about. Compared to those bearded fops who eat all day long, I am much better, not to mention those rich girls who only know how to fight and scheme all day long!"
"But what did I get in return?
My elder brother went to the capital to take the imperial examination, but he disappeared without a trace. If he was alive, I did not see him. If he was dead, I did not see his corpse. I was a weak woman who fell into prostitution. Even in the brothels, I kept my chastity and self-respect. I sold my skills but not my body. Among the beauties, I was like a lotus, and I did not get involved in the mud of the world. Later, I got the title of the most popular courtesan in the sixteen states of Yan and Yun. Countless men sent me gold and silver, all wanting to get intimate with me. He was the first benefactor of my pure body. I spent a lot of money without frowning.
"In those years, I have seen too much. The fickleness of human nature, the fickleness of the world. I understand that the coldest thing is the human heart, and the dirtiest thing is also the human heart." Two lines of crimson tears rolled down the corners of the Red Robe Ghost King's eyes, rolled down his cheeks, and dripped into the sea of blood under his feet.
"The rich live a befuddled life, the poor starve to death on the streets. It is really like the saying in the poem, but it is: Wine and meat stink in the door, there are frozen bones on the road. I understand, this world is just a dog-eat-dog world, eating people without spitting out their bones. There is only the law of the jungle. What I see are the poor who should not be poor, the rich who should not be rich."
"I understand that the officials have a lot of wives and concubines. If I marry them, I will just be a plaything. Those who have a lot of money have a black heart. It is normal to use my body as a stepping stone to climb up to the rich and powerful. Hahaha, hahaha, I have chosen carefully and rejected many rich and powerful men. I don't want to be a plaything in a golden cage. I want to fight, fight with my life." As the Red Robe Ghost King spoke, he laughed bitterly and shook his head gently. He murmured, "But I still lost in the end."
"The love between husband and wife is not worth tens of millions of gold and silver. Even if he treats money like dirt, it is difficult to stop a tyrant's unscrupulous means." The Red Robe Ghost King's eyes were bleak, as if he had returned to that day, "He was beaten to death in front of me. Before he died, he saw me being ravaged by the thirty-seventh man. He saw him stand up from my body, and then he laughed and kicked him hard in the heart. I can't forget that laughter and his eyes. He hated me, he hated me. Why didn't I commit suicide!
In the end, he hated me, it was me! "
"Hahaha, a day as husband and wife means a hundred days of love. I naturally understood his eyes. I understood, I became numb, I no longer resisted, I only felt muddle-headed. When the moon rose on the seventh day, I met him." The Red Robe Ghost King turned his head to look at the bald young man who was fighting with the six spirits. His eyes showed a young girl's love and worship.
"It was the King who lifted the reed mat that covered my face. It was the King who shed tears for me. It was the King who removed the shoes that were stuffed in my mouth. It was the King who took off his white clothes and wrapped my dirty body. It was the King who gave me a new life and washed away the filth on my body."
"Jin Niang?"
Weiwei, who had been silent at the side, frowned slightly and repeated the name in a low voice. Suddenly, a strange light flashed in her eyes. She patted her forehead with her small hand and looked at the Red Robe Ghost King in surprise. She asked, "Wait, let me ask you, are you Su Jin Niang from the Xiaoxiang Restaurant?"
The Red Robe Ghost King turned his head to look at Weiwei. He was startled, then he shook his head and said, "So what if I am? So what if I am not? There is no Su Jin Niang from the Xiaoxiang Restaurant in this world, only this Xue Yiren in a red robe."
"You are Su Jin Niang, you must be Su Jin Niang." Weiwei looked a little excited. She took two steps forward, and suddenly a wave of blood rushed up under her feet. Fortunately, the Shing Wong Divine Seal above her head sprinkled a ray of light and dispersed the blood wave. Weiwei patted her plump chest with her small hand, and another wave surged, but she was not annoyed. She continued to say, "Do you know the Shing Wong Yan Wei from Eastern Light?"
The corner of the Red Robed Ghost King Xue Yiren's lips curled up into a knife-like arc. She sneered and said, "How could I not know? I've said it before, I'll never forget his eyes.
"Then …" Weiwei hesitated.