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

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

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

Yeah, how is it possible?

How could there be a projection of Terran power?

Moreover, looking at this appearance, it is clear that it is the human being in front of him.

Is this human being in front of him, a powerful clone of a certain human race?

The ghost eagle thought in surprise, if that was the case, then he had provoked a terrible enemy.

But even so, there is no reason for the human power to break through the barrier of the underworld.

You must know that the barrier between the underworld and the human world is strong, and it is by no means easy to break, and the soul projection will be hindered by many obstacles if it wants to pass through the barrier. Especially for the existence of great powers, the greater the power to be cast, the stronger the rejection by the underworld. Therefore, the underworld has never seen any power projected in for thousands of years.

But now, the ghost eagle really saw it.

Not only saw it, but it was such an extremely powerful projection, how could it not be horrified.

This is exactly what Tang Jie uses black sand to achieve.

In the process of studying black sand, Tang Jie discovered that as a soul substance, black sand is between illusion and reality, and it is an extremely magical treasure. Not only can it repair the soul, it can even travel through the netherworld to communicate between the two worlds. With this thing, Tang Jie's soul communication with the clone will be greatly enhanced, and it is easy to locate it, and it can even directly use the huge projection of the will of the clone for his own use. With the presence of black sand, the obstacle of the clone coming to the projection will be greatly reduced.

Of course, this kind of arrival would cause a great consumption of black sand. Tang Jie used the wisdom to calculate and found that the black sand he obtained by destroying the two destructive sickles can only maintain the existence of the projection for a short time.

It was too luxurious to use in this way, Tang Jie didn't dare to use it at will until he found his heart's judgment. But God gave him an eye, and he actually showed the corpse spirit flower again. The psychic talisman made from this material can greatly amplify the soul effect. In this way, the consumption of black sand is greatly reduced.

In addition, it is the deity that summons the clone, the soul is one, the most natural, and under the influence of multiple factors, it is natural to complete this unprecedented breakthrough.

At this moment, Tang Jie's Sendai projection appeared, and the ghost eagle was terrified, and he dared not attack anymore.

On the contrary, Morozhi glanced at Tang Jie in the sky, and still rushed up with a steel fork fearlessly, and shouted: "Whoever you are, you will die for me!!!"

It wasn't that he was so arrogant that even the gods dared to challenge it, but that he instinctively didn't want to believe such things. Unlike the ghost eagle that can deeply feel the power of the projection, Morozhi's cultivation is not enough to make him deeply aware of this gap, just like the ant does not understand the greatness of the goshawk. Therefore, in his eyes, the huge shadow like a mountain may be Tang Jie's deterrent technique, psychedelic technique.

But the Yasha clan were originally militants, and even if there was a chance, they had to fight bravely, otherwise they would be ashamed of their tough flesh.

Therefore, after seeing the statue of Tang Jietian, he did not retreat but moved forward, and the steel fork pierced up with a shocking glow, like a meteor chasing the moon and attacking Tang Jie's phantom.

"No!" Ghost Eagle yelled in horror.

Tang Jie opened his eyes slightly in the sky, glanced below, and hummed softly.

It was just a light hum, but it was like a giant bell of heaven and earth, and Morozhi's head buzzed, and he felt a supreme force pressing down on him, making him unable to move, and the steel fork could no longer pierce. At the same time, all the ghosts below were broken in the grunt, except for the ghost eagle.

With horror in his heart, he saw that Tang Jie in the air had slowly opened his eyes.

He glanced at Morozhi.

It was this look that caused Morozhi to fall into a huge panic.

At that glance, the void was filled, and there seemed to be countless stars rotating in it, unspeakable mystery and profound.

In it, Morozhi felt as if he was lost in the whole star.

Then Tang Jie sighed.

Take a breath.

So Moro Zhi flew up.

He saw that he was constantly floating towards the sky, flying higher and higher, and below, there was another standing in the air like a clay sculpture and stone sculpture. When the wind blew, a large swath of light sand flew over.

that's me?

Morozhi was stunned. He saw that he dissipated in the wind, like a sandman, perishing in the wind swept by the wind, annihilated...

I'm dead!

Morozhi finally understood.

The moment he handed out the weapon to Tang Jie, he died, and now only his soul is left.

Because he was in the underworld, when he died, his soul emerged directly and continued to exist in another situation. If it is lucky, it can even return to the body in its current state and be resurrected directly. It is extremely difficult for a stranger to come back from the dead, but for some ghosts, it is as easy as a daily meal.

It's a pity that he has bad luck.

At the same time he died, his physical body began to decay, dry, and dissipate. The flesh and blood seem to have gone through a thousand years of time, turning into dust and flying in the sky. The stray soul has no place to shelter, and can only continue to walk the earth lonely in the form of a ghost.

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

At the next moment, Tang Jie looked at the ghost and muttered: "You have a memory, what I need..."

Following these words, Morozhi's soul has turned into a black light, floating towards the Tang Jie phantom in the air. Even though Morozhi struggled desperately, how could it be possible to get rid of Tang Jie. I saw the phantom in the air with a big mouth, swallowing Morazhi whole.

He didn't even use magic techniques, he directly digested, absorbed, and swallowed the soul of Morozhi, and by the way, he also mastered most of his memories. As for the part that was not mastered, it was mainly the wastage caused by death, which dissipated naturally, but Tang Jie couldn't stop it.

Without even turning over a wave, Morozhi was swallowed up like this, his flesh and blood disappeared, his soul disappeared, and the ghost eagle was horrified to death. Fortunately, the phantom of the gods here hiccuped in time. This imageless action did not reduce his majesty, but instead raised a trace of horror and evil.

Tang Jie's eyes were already at the ghost eagle: "Do you... also want to fight me?"

The ghost eagle was horrified, and bowed to the ground: "Little ignorance, offends the majesty of the gods!"

"It's good to know." Tang Jie murmured. While speaking, a large stream of light flashed in his eyes from time to time. That was he was absorbing and understanding the memory that Morochi left him.

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

He whispered: "Is that so?"

He looked down and thought for a moment.

Although it was only a moment, countless thoughts have been circulated under the influence of Wisdom Dao, and finally a plan has been produced.

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

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.

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

"What?" Guiying looked up in shock.

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

He didn't count slowly, obviously he didn't plan to give Ghost Eagle time to think at all.

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

Then a ray of green ghost floated out of the body, it was the fire of the ghost eagle's life.

The deity Tang Jie took it and let go, the soul fire was gone. But Ghost Eagle could clearly feel that the fire of his own life had not disappeared, but was hidden in his body by Tang Jie with a secret method.

That day, Shen Tang Jie flipped his hand and held the Hyakki Yexingzhou that was sliding backwards, which was actually going to escape.

This boat is a treasure of the underworld. It has a soul to settle in. The talented soul soldier can distinguish the battle situation and make all kinds of decisions on its own. Naturally, it also includes the ability to escape from the situation.

Just wanting to escape in front of Tang Jie is not easy.

The **** Tang Jie smiled slightly that day, and said, "It's better to stay."

With a big hand stretched out, he grabbed the Hundred Ghosts Yexingzhou, and gently touched it to erase the original soul on the boat. Then a golden light flashed, and a ray of divided souls fell into the boat, but instead of the previous ghosts, they controlled it. Boat.

After doing this, the heavenly **** Tang Jie withdrew his hand and placed the Hyakki Yexingzhou in front of the deity, as if he had thrown a toy boat over. Then his hand shook, but something floated down.

Look carefully, it is clearly a piece of skin.

A skin of Yasha!

Moro Chi!

This is the skin of Morazhi condensed from the ghost energy of the underworld. It fell on that deity, and the appearance of the deity changed, and it had become like Morazhi. There was still something in his hand, but it was Morazhi. Luo Zhi's steel fork is no different from the steel fork owned by the Namora Zhizun, and it is the heavenly **** Tang Jie recreated with supreme supernatural powers.

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

The **** Tang Jie has looked at the ghost eagle: "I think you already understand what I want to do."

"Hun...into Yeyou City..." Ghost Eagle said with trembling teeth.

Tang Jie smiled and said, "Just understand. From now on, I will be Morazhi, and you are still you...Sara!"

Hearing Tang Jie calling out his name, Ghost Eagle knew that most of Morozhi's memory had been collected by this human. Even if he wanted to lie to him, it would be difficult for him to sigh.

As of now, it has no choice but to let this human being slaughter it.

Seeing that everything was over, the **** Tang Jie faded away.

The deity Tang Jie has jumped onto the boat and waved his hand to let the ghost eagle come up.

There are only two of them at the moment of the huge Hundred Ghosts Yexingzhou.

Tang Jie has driven the ghost boat to go forward~lightnovelpub.net~Ghost Eagle saw him, and said strangely: "Yeyou City is not in that direction."

I regret it again when I say the words. Wouldn't it be better for this person to go the wrong way? I don't have to go back to Ye Youcheng again. Just thinking about 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 in a calm tone: "I know, but I'm not in a hurry to go back for the time being."

"Where to go?" Ghost Eagle was curious.

"Collect some of your subordinates, you can't just go back like this if you don't have any power at all." Tang Jie replied.

He has absorbed Morazhi’s memory and already knows that the ghost city of the underworld is not a peaceful place. Even with Morazhi’s identity, it is not easy to gain a foothold in the ghost city. The most urgent task at noon is to search for himself. .

Fortunately, there are many ghosts in the underworld, and ghosts are the most indispensable. Relying on the identity of Yasha, it is difficult to collect some accusations.

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