"It's still the Yin God! So many hits, can you get a face! ”

When Wang Dafu saw it, he couldn't help but scold, Wei Chigong snorted and ignored it.

Just when the steel whip was about to be dropped, suddenly Zhang Cheng's soul shook, and three figures rushed out from above the heavenly spirit, punching and kicking over, and the surrounding yin was caught off guard, and suddenly people turned on their backs.

Zhang Cheng, who was bound, took the opportunity to break free from the soul hook, raised the mourning stick, swung the steel whip again, turned the defense into an attack, and took the initiative to rush towards Wei Chi Gong.

"You dare to do it with General Ben!"

Wei Chigong glared angrily, and with a wave of his big hand, a green wall of fire rose from the ground and stopped in front of Zhang Cheng.

The incident happened suddenly, Zhang Cheng didn't have time to stop, his right hand reached into the wall of fire, and suddenly rushed to the burning pain that pierced the soul, and when he took a look, he found that his right hand was broken at the wrist, and the entire palm of his hand turned into ashes.

Karmic fire?

Zhang Cheng frowned and stopped, when dealing with the Sanyuan Temple in the past, the half-jar of water viewer had used this trick, and it had caused a lot of trouble to himself.

However, Zhang Cheng is soul body at this time, all of them were condensed with ghost power, and the black qi returned to normal as soon as it surged, and then pushed forward with both hands, and the surging ghost power turned into black waves, sweeping towards the green wall of fire.

"Zizi ......"

Water and fire collided, devouring each other, and for a time they were comparable.

The suspicion in Yu Chigong's eyes was even more intense, a ghost cultivator could actually tie with him, which made him look very bad on his face, and he immediately snorted angrily and poured the ghost power into the karmic fire.

The green flames suddenly rose into the sky, almost burning to the roof of the hall, and the black water transformed by Zhang Cheng's ghost power was evaporated in the blink of an eye.

But Zhang Cheng still didn't stop, separated two black waters to bypass the karmic fire, and rolled to Wei Chigong.

"Carving insect skills!"

Wei Chigong didn't have to let go, he stood in place with his head held high, and let the two black waters roll up on him, and then the tiger's body shook and shook all the black water into mist.

"The general is mighty!"

"General Wei Chi is really powerful!"

When those yin cha saw this scene, they praised loudly, but as soon as they said a word, Zhang Cheng's other three figures rushed up again, and they had to quickly shut up and meet the enemy.

The black water was shaken away, Zhang Cheng was not surprised at all, but the corners of his mouth showed a triumphant smile.

Yu Chigong also found out that something was wrong at this time, after the black water dissipated, hundreds of black balls were actually exposed around him, and the electric light flickered.

Yin thunder?

Wei Chigong's heart sank, and he was just about to resist when the dense yin thunder exploded at the same time.

Yin thunder is generated by yin qi, and if you want to say where yin qi is the heaviest, there is no doubt that it is yin si.

The yin thunder summoned here is big and full, with plenty of juice, and one is worthy of ten in the yang world.

Under Zhang Cheng's deliberate urging, the yin thunder exploded at the same time, and before Yu Chigong could react, he was drowned in endless black thunder and lightning.

"Crackling!"

"Boom!"

A series of loud bangs resounded throughout the Judge's Mansion, startling the ghosts in the square outside that almost sat on the ground.

What is the situation?

Could it be a terrorist attack?

That kid couldn't have been some kind of extremist, right?

Bomb the government when you're alive, and blow up the yin when you're dead?

The yin in the hall was also startled by the sudden yin thunder, and immediately reacted.

Just now, Zhang Cheng used ghost power to turn water into water just under the guise of actually hiding the yin thunder in it, and Wei Chigong was fooled without paying attention.

How insidious!

Watching the pile of big watermelons explode at the same time, it was difficult to see the extreme in the face of the yin.

"Well fried! Make you arrogant! Wang Dafu laughed.

The thunder light lasted for more than ten seconds, and then slowly dissipated, and Yu Chigong's figure finally reappeared in everyone's sight.

The mighty martial god who was originally gold-priced and gold-crowned was now charred black, his beard was curly, his hair stood on end, and wisps of green smoke were still emitting from his body.

Although it looks extremely miserable, Yu Chigong is a yin god after all, or a ghost head cultivator, and the ghost body is restored to its original state as soon as it is shaken.

However, being calculated by a powerful ghost is really a loss of face, and if it spreads, it will definitely become the laughing stock of colleagues.

Wei Chigong was furious, staring at the tiger, pulled out the steel whip on his back with his left hand, and with a move with his right hand, he also summoned back the steel whip hovering in mid-air, waving his hands at the same time, and rushed towards Zhang Cheng with a roar.

"Death to the thief!"

Zhang Cheng saw that Wei Chi Gong was menacing, and he didn't dare to take it hard, so he immediately dodged into those shadows.

When Zhang Cheng himself was plotting against Wei Chi Gong just now, Zhang Cheng's three doppelgangers here bullied more and less, and surrounding a yin was a fat beating, so that the yin had no power to fight back.

Zhang Cheng himself rushed over, and directly stabbed the mourning stick, creating a sticky force, tying the yin to the tail of the stick and throwing it behind him.

At this time, Wei Chi Gong had just chased behind Zhang Cheng, and the two steel whips hit the back of his head as soon as they were raised, and suddenly there was a flower in front of him, and the yin cha screamed and landed in front of the steel whip.

Wei Chigong struck angrily, originally determined to win, but who knew that he was about to kill Zhang Cheng under the whip, and his subordinates were suddenly caught in the middle.

If you want to kill Zhang Cheng, this yin will definitely be gone, Wei Chigong hesitated, and finally stopped his hand stiffly, and withdrew the steel whip in annoyance.

Zhang Cheng's soul was united, he looked back at Wei Chigong and sneered, and carried the mourning stick on his shoulder, the yin difference on the tip of the stick dangled like a spirit flag, he wanted to break free but couldn't break free, and he was ashamed and angry for a while.

"Thief, do you dare to fight alone with General Ben!" Wei Chigong threw a mouse bogey and yelled angrily.

Zhang Cheng looked disapproving, and sneered: "You treat me as stupid!" So many of you beat me up, and now I'm embarrassed to tell me to fight alone! ”

Wei Chigong was angry and anxious, withdrew the steel whip, and his hands snapped together, and endless karmic fire rose from the ground and surrounded Zhang Cheng.

"Put people down, or you will be burned and scattered!"

"Yo! Scare me? Zhang Cheng picked up his left foot, not afraid at all, and stretched out the mourning stick forward, bringing the yin difference of the tip of the stick to the green fire.

"I've roasted chicken wings, roasted rabbits, and roasted whole sheep, but I haven't roasted yincha, it's really good to have a good time today, but it's a pity that I came down in a hurry, and I didn't bring cumin......"

Wang Dafu joked: "The old man can't eat spicy, let's have an Orleans taste." ”

"Don't bake me! Don't bake me! Help, General! When the yin who hung on the stick heard this, he immediately cried out in fright.

The faces of the surrounding Yin are difficult to see, and they secretly say where did this lifeless demon king of the world come from, and how can he not be in awe of the Yin God at all.

Seeing that Zhang Chengzhen put the yin on the karmic fire to roast, Wei Chigong was almost mad, so he had to wave his hand to disperse the karmic fire.

Zhang Cheng sneered, he didn't come and go, and it was not his personality to be beaten passively.

Since you're not fighting, it's my turn!

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