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is like the murderous executioner in the legend of ghosts, his body is full of anger, and the ghost of the little ghost will be scattered.

However, this ghost immortal powerhouse was extremely strong, and he shouted again, and he actually drank away the sky-high evil qi.

"Not good! This person ...... "Mr. Liu's color changed.

Since ancient times, saints and great Confucians have drunk dead ghosts and ghosts and yin gods, relying on Haoran righteousness and heart-to-heart questions, is this person also that kind of person, or is it the kind of ghost immortal who cultivates thaumaturgy?

Mr. Liu's heart was like lightning, and he continued to tell the sergeants to change their formation and drink again, but the man with divine light made a move.

Seven-colored divine light suddenly appeared behind his head, and it spun violently, condensed into a huge palm in the void, like a big mudra, composed of seven-colored divine light, extremely gorgeous and dazzling.

Moreover, when the blow of the Mahamudra came out, between the palms of the hands, there were countless smart scriptures flying, and each scripture sounded as if it was alive.

As soon as this scripture Sanskrit chant appeared, it immediately filled the heavens and the earth, and between the heavens and the earth, all of them were the sound of Sanskrit singing, as if there were thousands of monks with advanced Taoism, chanting the demon scriptures together.

No one can hear anything except Sanskrit.

At the same time, the air in the entire space seemed to be sucked out at once, turning into a vacuum, an endless squeezing force, pressing from all sides.

The rolling air currents forced Mr. Liu and others to the ground and couldn't shake!

"Die!"

"Give me ...... Kill! ”

Just when the big handprint of the ghost immortal powerhouse was photographed, Mr. Liu and the other twenty people finally opened their mouths, shouted again, and the evil qi rose to the sky, broke through the shackles around them, and slashed with knives, and twenty-one knife lights flashed away like lightning in the rainy night.

Sneer......

Twenty-one sword lights in a row slashed at the seven glorious vacuum mudras, and the colored light rolled and the airflow wavered, but it was still pressed down by the big mudra.

Thundered!

After an earth-shattering bang, the 21st sergeant, including Mr. Liu, was slapped into a piece of flesh and died.

Mr. Liu...... Brothers...... Okay, I, Yang Hua, will definitely avenge your blood hatred. ”

Yang Hua, the king of Huajun in the dense forest, saw this scene from afar, and cried silently at the moment, they were all brothers of life and death who broke out with their own swords, mountains and fires, but they didn't expect to go back to Beijing together to thank him for the reward, but he didn't receive the reward but died without a corpse.

Yang Hua has outstanding strategy, and naturally knows that the enemy is from Yujing City, although it is not clear who it is, but sooner or later it will be found out, and he will get it back with interest.

"Prince, let's go......"

The majestic soldier also cried, but he knew which was more important, and while praying for thunder, he and the three sergeants set up Yang Hua and galloped through the dense forest.

As the saying goes: When the thunder sounds, all ghosts are convinced!

The rain was even more urgent, like a curtain of rain, continuous, but there was no thunder roaring, and the four sergeants were extremely anxious.

"Die!"

There was no thunder and lightning, the jade-crowned man was fearless, his flight speed was fast, and he caught up in a few breaths, and the seven-colored divine light behind his head turned again, and another big handprint was photographed again.

"Lord, farewell!"

The majestic soldier was extremely decisive, and pushed Yang Hua away with all his strength, and then slashed with the three of them, although he knew that there was death and no life, but he still had to buy time for Yang Hua to escape, and fulfill the last responsibility of his henchmen.

Boom!

Twenty-one people couldn't stop the big mudra, and naturally neither could the four, and with a roar, they were buried under a pine forest.

Yang Hua burst into tears, gritted his teeth and ran a few steps, suddenly stopped, turned around and shouted angrily: "Whose subordinate are you?" ”

"Huh? Why didn't King Huajun run away? Isn't it hopeless? Ready to get caught? The jade-crowned man fell lightly, suspended when his feet were a foot above the ground, and touched his chin as if smiling.

"Whose subordinate are you?" Yang Hua continued to ask.

"What? Could it be that the prince still wants to take revenge afterwards? But the villain persuaded the prince to die of this heart, you can't escape now! The jade-crowned man said.

"Whose subordinate are you? Say! ”

Seeing the anger on King Huajun's face, the jade-crowned man frowned, looked around him, and said: "Anyway, you are going to die, it doesn't hurt to tell you, the prince saw that King Huajun was running around for days and working hard, so he specially asked the little one to send the prince down to have a good rest." ”

"Sure enough, it's the thief!"

"Wicked women and thieves! I, Yang Hua, will not let you go! ”

Yang Hua roared, then his neck bulged, his face turned red, a mouthful of hot blood spurted out, and the whole person fell down with his eyes wide open, and splashed a piece of muddy water with a "bang".

Seeing this, the jade-crowned man was also stunned, and the side of his body avoided the hot blood, and he hurriedly squatted down to check.

After a while, he sighed, touched his chin, and said to himself: "The fierce King Huajun actually broke his heart and died, but it's a pity that a prince who is comparable to the champion Hou, alas! If there is no Emperor Yang Pan...... Who dares to kill a county king near Yujing...... I hope you will have a good birth in the next life, and don't be born in the ruthless emperor's family......"

With that, he jumped and disappeared into the vast night!

After a long time, a bolt of lightning pierced the night sky, and the whole world was white, as bright as day.

A beautiful figure suddenly appeared beside King Huajun, it was Tang Zichen who had crossed over.

"Husband, this person is full of nobility but unwilling, wearing a dragon light robe, thinking that he is a princely disciple, and he seems to have died not long ago, why don't you possess this person?" Tang Zichen looked at King Huajun, but found some information.

"It's a good idea, but I'll check this person's memories first, and it's not too late to make a decision." An illusory soul body came out with fluttering words, it was Ji An's soul.

After that, the five fingers of the soul body were stretched, and a strange aura filled the air, and after a few breaths, an illusory figure appeared in mid-air, if the jade-crowned man was here, he would definitely be able to recognize the identity of the illusory figure, it was the king of Huajun who died not long ago.

This trick is the soul sucking technique in the "Xuanyin Sutra", which is performed by the power of the soul, which can find the soul of the person who died not long ago, and can search for the memory of the soul before death.

With the operation of the soul power, between three breaths, Ji An searched for his memory, and then with a wave of his hand, a vast qi machine diffused out, and the soul of King Huajun turned into a stream of white gas and vaporized and dissipated, and the real soul flew away.

"King Huajun? Prince? It's a good body, Zichen is this person, his revenge, I will revenge! ”

Ji An smiled, and suddenly pounced on King Huajun's body, and after a while, his eyes suddenly opened.

Click!

At this moment, a thunderbolt struck, and a strange aura permeated the scene......

[PS: I drank too much wine, this chapter is a little less, book friends, forgive me]