Chapter 110: Hundred Ghosts Night Walk Sixty-two: Leave

"Zhikong!"

Hearing Lin Wen mention Zhikong's name, Huiqing let out a long sigh, and a trace of helplessness appeared on his face, which was no longer shriveled, and he looked older than before.

But this expression was only fleeting, and when Huiqing looked at Lin Wen again, he showed a sneer: "What do these things have to do with you?" Today, you just have to sleep here. โ€

Call!

As soon as Hui Qing's words fell, his body moved, and it turned out to be much faster than the demonic speed before. Before the words could be completely spoken, Huiqing came to Du Chen's side, and his steel-like right hand fell directly to Du Chen's head.

Be careful!

A few people behind Du Chen saw it really and wanted Du Chen to leave quickly, but they found that a huge gust of wind poured into their throats, so that the words of several people could only fall back into their throats, and they couldn't make a sound.

Thundered!

Just as Huiqing's steel hand knife was about to fall, and Du Chen was about to fight to the death, there was a violent surge in the ground between Du Chen and Huiqing, and a solid earth wall rose into the sky.

"Damn!"

Seeing the earthen wall rushing up, Hui Qing yelled angrily and retreated, followed by a bronze solid core long stick directly into the place where Hui Qing was just standing in the whistling wind, and the huge penetration force even made half of the long stick sink under the floor.

"Amitabha."

When the dust that rushed to the sky fell to the ground and Du Chen's sight returned to normal, a bald monk stood in front of Du Chen and pronounced a Buddha call to Huiqing. Beside the monk, there was also a white tiger ghost covered in injuries and flowing with a lot of black blood, which was clutching the floor at this time and roaring silently at Huiqing.

"Zhijing, I didn't expect you to break in."

After seeing the person clearly, Huiqing's originally surprised god returned to normal, and Huiqing did not have a trace of defenses against this former apprentice, because in Huiqing's eyes, Zhijing's strength was not to be feared.

Du Chen walked up to Zhijing's side and whispered, "Your master can replenish his strength by absorbing other powerful ghosts. โ€

Zhijing looked at Du Chen with some surprise: "Do you know his identity?" โ€

"Hmm." Du Chen nodded, "Although there were some surprises at first, it was all reasonable. Because I still haven't figured out why your master didn't pass on the position of presiding officer to your senior brother. That's why I've been confused. โ€

"It's a long story, but the poor monk doesn't have much time left, so I'm afraid I can't help you answer it." *Words*Love*First*Hair"

Zhi Jing stretched out his right hand, grabbed the bronze long stick, and pulled the long stick out of the ground with a strong grip, looked at Huiqing who had not been seen for nine years, and said: "The ancients said, a teacher is a father for life, but tiger poison does not eat children. In order to become the ghost king, you not only let Senior Brother Zhikong fall into the devil's path, but also killed all the disciples of this temple, and in recent years, you have also caused the entire Chang Sitai to be unpeaceful. The disciple is a monk and cultivates, in order to ensure the safety of one party, even if it is a master and apprentice, the poor monk must also eliminate harm for the people. โ€

Ooh!

With Zhijing's loud shout, as soon as he exerted force in his hand, the bronze long stick was thrown out, and the whistling wind hit Huiqing not far away. And with the long stick, the white tiger ghost ran in a few steps, and the sharp long claws slapped fiercely towards Huiqing.

"Apprentice, today I am a teacher just to teach another lesson."

Bang.

With Huiqing's sharp roar, his body dodged the attack of the bronze long stick with a shake, and with a wave of his right hand, which was as black as ink, he slapped the white tiger ghost that rushed straight over to the corner of the wall.

The white tiger ghost was fanned against the wall, Huiqing did not stop, but smashed his fist on the ground, and the originally flat floor instantly turned into a wavy lake, and everyone was sinking.

"Up!"

Zhijing took a deep breath and exerted his arms, and a small dirt slope immediately appeared where Du Chen and the others were standing, gradually raising the ground, forming an island-like existence in the vast space underground.

"Zhijing, you are not my opponent."

Huiqing walked on the water, but it was like walking on the ground, and the originally clear sleep began to turn into a black liquid, emitting bursts of foul smell. Even countless human faces appeared on the water, all of them were frightened gods, trying to struggle to leave, but there was no way, and everyone grew their mouths and let out a silent roar desperately.

Oh!!!!

The white tiger ghost that was photographed on the wall, when it landed on the black water, those frightened faces immediately swarmed and opened their mouths to bite the white tiger ghost.

Plop, plop, plop......

Let the white tiger ghost roar and struggle in the water, those faces are shattered, and immediately a group of people will surround them, tearing the white tiger ghost who was originally roaring and struggling little by little.

It seemed like a long time, but in fact, it didn't take long at all, and the range of the white tiger ghost's body struggle became smaller and smaller, and finally gradually stopped struggling, and was completely bitten clean by the swarming human faces, turning into a puddle of black sรจ liquid, which melted into the water.

"Donors be careful, this is the Lingbao Huangquan River, as long as you fall into the river, you will be bitten to death by those people's faces. Not to mention people, even ordinary ghosts are not exempt. โ€

Seeing the white tiger being bitten to death, although Zhijing wanted to save it, it was too late in time, and it was only a matter of moments when he was bitten to death. What's more, there are still a few people in Du Chen on the dirt slope behind him, once he leaves, this dirt slope will be gradually swallowed up by those faces.

"What then?"

Du Chen looked at the human face and tried to devour the soil slope, but before he could devour it, Zhijing condensed a little more, forming a situation of contribution.

Zhijing sighed: "The poor monk doesn't know either, so he can only take one step at a time." โ€

Du Chen and Zhijing stood side by side at the front, facing Huiqing's possible next attack, both of them prepared for the worst.

Roar!

However, at this moment, a loud roar sounded above everyone's heads, and a monk who was as black as ink roared and jumped down from above, and landed in the Huangquan River with a thud.

When the black monk fell into the Huangquan River, his whole body turned out of a rich black gas, and the faces of those people in the river did not dare to approach at all.

"Senior Brother Intelligence."

When he saw the black monk, Zhijing was taken aback, the person who came was the intelligence who had completely become a powerful ghost before. It stands to reason that it should attack the living, but after the intelligence fell, he just stared at Huiqing, and then kicked his legs and rushed straight at Huiqing.

Thundered......

Zhizhi swung his fists violently, without the slightest reservation for Huiqing, and when he rushed to the wall, he grabbed the long stick on the wall and smashed it at Huiqing with a roar.

"Senior brother...... Why are you so bothered that in order to remember the most important thing, you have destroyed all consciousness. โ€

Seeing that he had no intelligence that had lost the ability to think by fighting only with consciousness, Zhijing knelt on the ground with a thud, and tears flowed uncontrollably. With their cultivation, after becoming a powerful ghost, they can still retain some of their consciousness, that is to say, they can still live. However, the cultivation of the intelligent in the enlightenment of the Dharma is not comparable to the wisdom of the quiet, and the intelligent destroys all consciousness when it becomes a powerful ghost, and in the end only retains the most important memory.

"Brother Du, could it be that this intelligence knew that his master was the Ghost King from the beginning, so he kept the memory of defeating the Ghost King?" He Liancheng endured the pain of his severed hand and asked Du Chen.

Looking at the intelligence that fell to the ground and fought with Huiqing in the distance, Du Chen shook his head: "If I'm not mistaken, the intelligence knows that it will be difficult for him to maintain his consciousness after becoming a powerful ghost, and he doesn't know what the future holds, so he chose to believe in Master Zhijing." The last memory, or the last wish, should be to protect Master Zhijing. โ€

Hearing Du Chen's analysis, Ling Kexin and several women were also surprised.

Boom Boom Boom......

With the battle between Zhizhi and Huiqing on the Huangquan River, the entire underground space began to tremble violently, and it was in danger of collapsing at any time.

"Donors, get out of here."

Zhijing, who was originally kneeling on the ground, immediately shouted.

"But we can't go up."

Even if Du Chen had Ghost Flash as an assistant, he couldn't jump so close to the height of the 5-story building back to the hall on the first floor. However, at this time, the entire underground space is shaking more and more violently, and there is a danger of collapse at any time.

"Du Chen."

Just when everyone was at a loss, in the dark corner of the underground, a woman's voice sounded. Du Chen followed the sound and looked, at this time, on the lake full of faces, a human skin boat was approaching, and in the bow of the boat, in addition to the painted skin maid mother-in-law, there was also Su Luo, who should have cultivated in the Little Compassion Temple before.

"Why are you here?"

Su Luo's arrival really surprised and delighted Du Chen, but at this time, the entire space became more and more intense because of the fight, and Hui Qing saw that he had been stalemate and absorbed a kappa ghost, and suddenly suppressed the original aggressive intelligence.

"Get on board, I've already brought it down, Bloomberg."

Seeing that intelligence could not support it, Su Luo, whose face was pale, hurriedly beckoned Du Chen and the others to get on the boat. At this time, Du Chen no longer asked, and began to arrange for a few people to get on the boat, including Zijue, who was still in a coma, was also hugged by Shen Juan on the human skin boat.

When the mother-in-law saw that Zijue was fine, she was obviously relaxed.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my senior brother and I will thoroughly understand this matter. In ten minutes, I'll be completely gone. But the poor monk will also guarantee that after ten minutes, the entire underground space will disappear with it. So everyone, be sure to get out of the underground space safely. โ€

After Zhi Jing said this, his hands immediately flashed with a faint golden light, and he rushed towards Zhizhi and Huiqing, who were fighting fiercely, with a loud shout.

Master, even though I can guess that you are for Senior Brother Zhikong, but in the end you lost yourself.

Everything, let's make a break here.

Rumble!

When Granny Wai rowed the human skin boat away, the underground space in the distance shook more violently than before, and the entire demon town platform began to shake.

And Shui Xiaolin quickly floated down from it and hid in the human skin boat swaying in the Huangquan River. (To be continued.) [End of chapter]