Chapter 635: Forget-River Prefect vs. Sorrow-Bone Lady

Earth Element — Sand Waterfall.

Earth Element Spleen Temple!

Unlike Ning Zhuo's mind was divided into two; on one hand, he focused on the battlefield, and on the other, he invested in his own internal organ temple.

Manipulated by the Earth Element deity statue, it greatly saved Unlike Ning Zhuo's time in practicing spells, and what was cast was subtle control, extremely proficient, as if it were an instinct.

Unlike Ning Zhuo stared at the sky, and immediately countless yellow sands surged out of thin air.

The yellow sand waterfall rushed down, magnificent and grand, spreading over the city wall, directly submerging a large number of withered bone dead soldiers.

The yellow sand formed a whirlpool quicksand on the ground at the corner of the wall, swallowing two skeleton human bridges in succession, before it stopped abruptly, being broken by the enemy general's ghost technique and dissipating.

At least three ghost generals cast spells together, ghost techniques rose one after another, turning into a giant hand, grabbing toward Unlike Ning Zhuo through the air.

Unlike Ning Zhuo did not dodge, stood on the spot, and suddenly extended his right hand, pointing like a sword.

Metal Element — Geng Metal Storm.

Metal Element Lung Temple blessing!

A large stream of Geng Metal Qi sprayed from the tip of his sword finger. The metal Qi was sharp and unstoppable, colliding with the ghost hand, immediately curbing the latter's momentum.

Three Golden Core-level ghost generals shouted in unison, increasing their magic power infusion.

The ghost hand was constantly worn away by the metal Qi, and also received constant nourishment from magic power, always maintaining its giant size, still grabbing toward Unlike Ning Zhuo, but its speed plummeted.

Unlike Ning Zhuo sneered, the deity statue in the Lung Temple became extremely vivid, manipulating this spell to undergo subtle changes.

The next moment, the Geng Metal Qi turned into a whirlwind, spinning rapidly, surrounding the ghost hand.

The ghost hand was completely trapped and unable to move. After a few breaths, it was wiped out by the Geng Metal whirlwind.

The three Golden Core ghost generals each groaned, the backlash of the spell being broken was shared together, and they only suffered minor injuries.

Even so, three Golden Core-level cultivators taking action together could not defeat one Foundation Establishment cultivator on the other side; it was already a huge failure!

Unlike Ning Zhuo did not forgive, turned the Geng Metal whirlwind down, and wrapped a human bridge that was about to reach the top of the city wall in the center.

Chi, chi, chi, chi...

Ear-piercing cutting sounds rang out densely. The hard skeletons were like rotten wood in front of the metal blade storm, instantly cut, decomposed, and shredded into bone powder filling the sky!

The storm swept past, and that bone bridge, along with the hundreds of skeleton dead soldiers on it, were completely shaved off, leaving only bone slag all over the ground!

Flying Spear Ghost General saw Unlike Ning Zhuo's momentum, immediately grabbed a magic tool-level long spear, aimed at Unlike Ning Zhuo, and threw it directly.

Unlike Ning Zhuo's mechanism ring shrank suddenly, but he didn't need it to remind him; Unlike Ning Zhuo had already noticed this attack.

Water Element — Whirlpool Shield Return!

Water Element Kidney Temple blessing.

Blue flowing water was produced out of thin air, and in an instant, it circled Unlike Ning Zhuo's body, turning into a giant water shield.

The flying spear shot into the water shield, immediately stimulating the water shield to form an intense whirlpool.

The water whirlpool took the opportunity to absorb the flying spear and constantly deflected its direction. The flying spear made a small circle in the water shield and shot out diagonally in another direction.

Boom!

The flying spear shot directly into the root of another skeleton human bridge, showing powerful might, directly collapsing the human bridge.

Flying Spear Ghost General was furious and stared; he didn't expect Unlike Ning Zhuo to use his own attack to destroy the Yin soldier army's tower bridge. Fortunately, these skeleton dead soldiers had no intelligence, otherwise, their morale would definitely plummet.

Unlike Ning Zhuo successfully counterattacked, and while keeping the water shield unchanged, he immediately urged another method.

Wood Element — Root Vine Entanglement.

Wood Element Liver Temple!

Unlike Ning Zhuo used one mind for many purposes, and while maintaining other spells, he had to use auxiliary actions to cast spells.

He pinched the finger formula with his left hand, and it took only two breaths to complete all the actions, then his palm turned over, palm facing down, and he pressed it virtually toward the foot of the city wall.

The earth shook violently, countless thick, ink-green vines broke through the hard soil, rushing out like living giant pythons! These vines ignored the hacking of the skeleton soldiers, instantly entangled their leg bones, torsos, and arms, and then strangled them fiercely!

Wherever the vines passed, the skeleton army formation collapsed in pieces, and the soul fire exposed on the ground was also wiped out by the vines.

This time, almost all the skeleton dead soldiers near the city wall were wiped out.

Even the skeleton human bridges were gone.

This section of the city wall turned from danger to safety because of Unlike Ning Zhuo's own power. The youth's amazing performance attracted countless gazes.

Then in the next moment, these gazes turned into shock.

Fire Element — Nine Heavens Fire Dragon Technique!

Fire Element Heart Temple blessing!

Unlike Ning Zhuo turned to Fire Element again, casting his skilled group attack method.

Three fire dragons raised their heads and roared, flying all the way from the city wall, carrying awe-inspiring might, rushing directly nearly a thousand steps away, burning all the large number of skeleton dead soldiers who had not yet approached this section of the city wall!

Five or six Golden Core-level ghost generals took action one after another, some casting ghost techniques against the fire dragons, and some using military tactics to bless the withered bone dead soldiers.

Unlike Ning Zhuo controlled the fire dragons very subtly, avoiding many ghost techniques and killing as much as possible.

The ghost generals struggled for a long time before they wiped out the three fire dragons, each with an extremely ugly face, panting, and very embarrassed.

In the barracks inside the city wall, Qing Chi turned her head to look at Unlike Ning Zhuo's direction.

She and the Qing Jiao Army acted as reserve forces and had not yet reached the time to play, so they could only wait.

What she saw was fire dragons soaring and flying in mid-air, hearing the dragon roars one after another, and the thunderous roar caused by the final self-detonation of the fire dragons: "Which expert is taking action to kill the enemy?"

She could feel the momentum of the fire dragons, and her spirit was lifted.

Obviously, such an offensive was not the style of the Yin soldier army; it should be the action of their own cultivators.

Unlike Ning Zhuo cast the five-element spells for another round, so that in front of this section of the city wall, there was no withered bone dead soldier left, clearing a large open space.

Many cultivators beside him opened their mouths slightly, and there was no chance for them to take action at all.

Unlike Ning Zhuo was about to cast the third round, but heard the sound of drums.

This was Tie Tie Tie Guozheng's military order to initiate rotation!

Unlike Ning Zhuo was very decisive and turned to leave.

After the battle of the Two-Zhu Kingdom, his war literacy had been greatly improved.

Just as he had just walked down the wall, the Mohe inside White-Paper Xiancheng suddenly rolled, exploding hundreds of wave pillars, and at least six ink rivers rose into mid-air, turning into six ink river water pythons.

Rumble...

The giant water pythons destroyed wantonly in the surroundings, and countless buildings were washed away, collapsed, and destroyed in an instant.

Unlike Ning Zhuo's pupils shrank suddenly: "Is this Zheng Zheng Shoumo's hidden move? Or are there other traitors secretly making trouble?"

He still did not take action, but according to previous training, entered the barracks and rested urgently.

Turmoil in the city was actually within the expectations of the high-level officials of White-Paper Xiancheng.

After all, Zheng Zheng Shoumo was not captured alive; he escaped, and the clues for the next step were also broken.

In fact, if he was the only traitor, this would be the strange thing. The dignified Forget-River Prefect would not do such a thing.

The Underworld.

The Forget-River Prefect on the altar suddenly felt a sense of relief.

The pressure of his chanting the sacrificial text was greatly reduced, and the altar took the opportunity to bloom with blood light.

The Forget-River Prefect realized in his heart: "This is a large amount of blood sacrifice! It seems that the attack on White-Paper Xiancheng in the Yang Realm has begun to receive results."

At this moment, a song of sorrow suddenly came out.

At first, it was a light chant, then it lingered around, and after a few breaths, it became the main melody on the altar, and even the swirling Yin wind slowed down because of it.

The five great Soul Transformation cultivators guarding outside the Yin wind roared one after another, and tens of thousands of forbidden troops linked up, urging the formation.

But the formation turned in vain and could not hurt the culprit at all.

The Forget-River Prefect sighed gloomily: "This is 'Empty Sorrow', not something you can stop. Brother Bone, the person you want to kill is me, why bother others, come and fight me."

As he spoke, the Forget-River Prefect took the initiative to mobilize the formation, opening a gap in the Yin wind group.

The sorrowful sound gathered into a beam, drilled into the gap, came to the Forget-River Prefect, and turned into a bone cultivator.

It was Sorrow-Bone Lady.

She was shrouded in gray-white sorrowful mist, her bone body carved like white jade, slender and ethereal. The lustrous white bone color was warm and haloed, like glaze and jade marrow. Twelve pairs of ribs were like budding bone lotuses, guarding the ghostly blue soul fire in the chest cavity. The spine extended into a slender bone tail, and seven jade cones tapped the void lightly.

Her whole body was covered with a layer of 'Thousand Sorrows and Ten Thousand Sighs Bone Armor' — thousands of sighing bone lines as thin as hair, interwoven into clothes with exquisite hollow structures, as thin as cicada wings, clinging to her body, outlining a shocking outline.

Her head was beautiful, and there were ghostly blue tear-mark bone patterns branded from her cheekbones to her lower jaw. In her eye sockets, the soul fire was ice blue, revealing deep sorrow.

She stared at the Forget-River Prefect: "A-Chuan, I turned into a female cultivator for you, just to be with you. To this day, are you still unwilling to change your mind?"

The Forget-River Prefect sighed helplessly: "Brother Bone, you and I are sworn brothers, why go to this extent?"

Sorrow-Bone Lady: "You knew my intentions early on, approaching me was just to use my bravery and aptitude. When it was time for you to fulfill the conditions, you used sworn brotherhood to brush me off."

"I am not your brother, I should be your wife!"

The Forget-River Prefect looked up at the sky: "There is only one wife in my heart."

Sorrow-Bone Lady smiled coldly: "I naturally know. So, I designed it before, tricking your wife into walking out of White-Tail Crossing, letting her truly see your sincerity, your character."

"It was you!" The Forget-River Prefect's expression changed, and he was furious, pointing at Sorrow-Bone Lady.

Sorrow-Bone Lady laughed up at the sky: "Hehehe, hahaha. I didn't get my beloved, and you won't either! A-Chuan, I want you to experience the deep sorrow I feel."

The Forget-River Prefect pointed in anger, instantly condensing a water spear, piercing the void, and shooting directly in front of Sorrow-Bone Lady.

The water spear was turbid and unbearable, carrying heavy water vapor, wrapped in vast Yin wind.

Sorrow-Bone Lady did not dodge, but raised her slender right hand.

Ding———!

The water spear collided with her right palm, making a sound of gold and jade.

The space in front of the bone palm folded, thousands of white bone phantoms as thin as threads, interwoven into a dense net, constantly annihilating and constantly being born, offsetting the soul-eroding power, ten thousand jun of weight, and the Dao rhyme of decay contained in the water spear.

The water spear exhausted its strength and dissipated, but the phantom bone threads were still layered, and a burst of sorrowful sounds erupted.

The Prefect's abyss-like eyes narrowed slightly, and he said to himself: "Thousand Sorrows and Ten Thousand Sighs Bone Armor."

He and Sorrow-Bone Lady had been close, so he naturally knew many of the other's details.

He changed his finger formula and called out lightly: "Heartless Crossing."

As soon as the cold words fell, Xuanming water gushed out, merged with Yin-attributed magic power, and turned into a large black tide, spreading silently.

Sorrow-Bone Lady could not retreat at all and was surrounded by the black tide.

Under the influence of the black tide, her various emotions disappeared rapidly. The others were fine, but the key was that the feeling of sorrow was quite important to her, and it was an important part of her combat power.

"A-Chuan, you really know me." Sorrow-Bone Lady smiled sadly.

The Forget-River Prefect's expression remained unchanged, silently mobilizing more black tides to encircle and suppress Sorrow-Bone Lady.

After these black tides approached, they were immediately blocked by Sorrow-Bone Lady's Thousand Sorrows and Ten Thousand Sighs Bone Armor, with no effect.

But the Forget-River Prefect did not stop, knowing that consuming the Thousand Sorrows and Ten Thousand Sighs Bone Armor through this spell was not a loss.

Broken-Intestine Sorrowful Whistle!

Sorrow-Bone Lady naturally also knew the current battle situation, and she took out a bone whistle and placed it in front of her bone lips.

Woo, woo, woo...

The whistle sound rose suddenly, not gentle and melodious, but like an orphan losing its mother, a resentful woman weeping blood, a fallen country wailing in sorrow!

Spell — Sorrowful Song Backflow!

For a time, Sorrow-Bone Lady's sorrow rose, and her combat power soared wildly, exceeding that before the battle.

Under the whistle sound, the black tide reversed its flow and was instead used by Sorrow-Bone Lady, rushing toward the Forget-River Prefect.

The Forget-River Prefect's expression changed slightly, his robe fluttered, and his magic power was consumed rapidly, trying to regain control of the black tide that was rolling back.

Just as he took action, Sorrow-Bone Lady's raised little finger suddenly detached and shot toward the Forget-River Prefect.

Ghost Technique — Sorrowful Bone Piercing Heart!

The speed of the finger bone was so fast that it seemed to ignore space, directly imprinting on the Forget-River Prefect's chest.

Puchi!

With a light sound, the bone finger pierced through the Forget-River Prefect's robe, body, and soul, and shot out from his back.

The Forget-River Prefect was stunned on the spot, his life breath collapsing like a snow mountain.

"A-Chuan!" Sorrow-Bone Lady, who had succeeded in the attack, changed her expression, fearing that she had really accidentally killed the Forget-River Prefect, and was anxious.

The Forget-River Prefect suddenly pressed his palm forward and shouted coldly in anger.

In an instant, he shot out countless sharp needles.

Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Soul Needles!

Each needle carried bone-chilling coldness and the resentful, poisonous, and evil spirit that eroded souls and spirits,

like a swarm of bees, directly covering Sorrow-Bone Lady and attacking her fiercely.

Sorrow-Bone Lady showed horror, because she found that her proudest defensive means — Thousand Sorrows and Ten Thousand Sighs Bone Armor, was severely restrained by these fine needles like cow hair. The recovery ability of the bone armor was also suppressed to almost nothing.

Ten Thousand Bones Sorrowful Escape!

Sorrow-Bone Lady saw that the situation was not good, retreated all the way, and broke through the altar swirling wind, fleeing in embarrassment.

Before leaving, she also left harsh words: "A-Chuan, you are very good. You actually used my concern for you to create a battle opportunity caused by my panic."

"Heh."

"I will keep the wounds you caused me and carefully brew sorrow."

"Next time, I will let you know how powerful I am!"

The Forget-River Prefect stood at the edge of the altar, coughing violently, vomiting blood.

But his posture remained upright.

He wiped away the blood remaining on his lips and cast his cold and majestic eyes in another direction.

There, a yellow-robed mute monk was stepping through the air.

It was No-Sound Ghost Monk!

Sorrow-Bone Lady had just retreated, and No-Sound Ghost Monk appeared... obviously, they had reached some kind of agreement to fight together in private.

"I'm afraid there are others hidden behind." The Forget-River Prefect felt huge pressure.

But at this moment, the altar's radiance suddenly became bright and strong.

"Oh?"

"It seems there has been a breakthrough on the Yang Realm battlefield!"

The Yang Realm.

White-Paper Xiancheng.

In the huge roar, the South City Gate was directly pushed open, leaving the gate wide open! The person who pushed the door and entered was none other than Mourning-Music Ghost Spirit. ===== CHAPTER 636 =====