"Little monk, you dare!"

Seeing that the ghost crow was injured by the Red Lotus Karma Fire, He Cangwu's face was full of anger.

But when he saw the red flames on his body, he couldn't help but be afraid.

"What is this?"

His face was pale, and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

"Heaven and earth are different fires?!"

His reaction was very fast, and he was busy suppressing his true qi in secret luck.

Seeing that the red lotus karmic fire was successfully planted on He Cangwu's body, he breathed a big sigh of relief from the dust.

This should be the end of it.

But I never expected it.

A blue light lit up on He Cangwu's body, directly enveloping the red lotus karma fire, and the flames instantly became much weaker.

Only then did Lichen remember the broken temple in Xiangyang Village before.

He Cangwu's junior brother also used ghost fire to sneak attack him.

But at that time, He Cangwu was not only not seriously injured, but coaxed his junior brother to take back the ghost fire.

Could it be that there is something in him that can restrain the strange fire?!

What kind of flame is this? 】

[It's even more difficult than a ghost fire!] 】

"Amitabha~"

"You can withstand the scorching of the Red Lotus Karma Fire."

Lichen's eyes widened.

After he obtained the Red Lotus Flame, he never went against him.

Those who can prevent the fire of the red lotus karma are the first time I have seen them today.

"Whew~"

He Cangwu stared at Lichen coldly, and then said, "Little monk, you are really extraordinary. ”

"It's just bad luck, Lao Tzu just has a drop of 'Qiankun Jade Dew' on his body, which is specially wrapped in different fires."

As soon as the words fell, He Cangwu twisted out two pills from his arms.

One of them, recognized by Lichen, is the burning eyebrow pill of the killing set.

The other one is dansha vermilion, Yingying danxiang.

Two pills in one mouth.

He Cangwu began to condense a large amount of ghost qi on his body.

It's getting more and more eerie.

Roar~

People roared.

He Cangwu's eyes turned a strange red.

Looking at it from the interpretive mirror, it is all garbled characters.

The ghost king asks for his life to reappear.

Only this time, outside of the ghost qi, there was a wisp of demonic qi silk that seemed to be nothing.

He...... Enchanted!

Learn from me?!

“…… The Ghost King is angry! ”

The ghost king Ning Gang seemed to be wearing a piece of hell armor.

His eyes were so pale that they suddenly glowed red, revealing endless anger.

The fangs were opened, like a hellish roar.

The ghost king is angry, Huangquan Road.

Three souls are noisy, and seven spirits are jumping!

A powerful sound wave fills the ears.

Everything around them seemed to be extinguished.

……

"That's the Ghost King's Fury! Cover your ears! ”

At some point, a star rose from Daughter Lake.

On the way to the island in the middle of the lake, Shushan Zhaoyang stood with a sword.

Behind him, everyone blocked their ears, and even from such a distance, they still felt unsettled.

The reflection of the wonders of the 'Tianshu' made the surrounding ghost ants dare not move forward.

He frowned, the after-effects of drunkenness still there.

Yuyun also knew about it in advance.

The Heavenly Machine Mirror of the Hanging Mirror Division has long predicted changes in the southwest.

Therefore, the Shushan Sword Sect asked Zhaoyang to come to assist in the investigation.

It's just that no one expected that it would be Helian Chen's joint work with the Ghost Sect.

"Senior brother, are you okay?"

Another star spectacle, shining brightly.

As soon as the two stars approached, it seemed to emit a more intense light.

This person is none other than Tianxuan Sword Mingjiang, who is also a seven-star sword and has entered the daughter's village.

The spectacle of the seven-star sword phase, with the seven-star bond, can form a seven-star sword array.

Therefore, when Tianxuan Jianming Jiang entered the daughter's village, he also attracted the elders of Shushan to come to the door to regret his marriage.

However, Ming Jiang and the girl were in love, and the last angry master jumped straight to his feet.

"Senior brother, I'm fine, I just haven't slept well in the past few days."

Zhaoyang didn't dare to say that he was drunk.

You must know the character of his stepping into the rivers and lakes, but Shushan Wine Sword Immortal~

People can collapse, but people can't collapse!

At this time, Zhaoyang looked into the air, and at this time, the Burning Silence was pressing the Ghost Candle Venerable and beating him violently.

So he changed the topic and said, "I didn't expect Mr. Burning Silence to be really hidden." ”

Ming Jiang smiled: "Of course." ”

"Mr. Burning Silence is the 'light of men's power' in our daughter's village."

"An example to all sons-in-law!"

"The light of men's power ......?"

Zhaoyang was dumbfounded.

"But the main question now is what to do with these ghost ants."

Looking at the dense black clouds on the ground, the two were silent.

……

Compared to the ghost king's laughter, the ghost king's angry divine soul attack leaves no room for it.

Lichen is in the middle of the sound waves, just for a moment.

The headache was splitting, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The Yuan Shen has been hit hard, and even the yellow spring water is difficult to nourish quickly.

What's more critical is that the body starts to get a little stiff.

It's like lead all over your body.

Standing like a zombie, jumping and jumping.

Three souls are noisy, and seven spirits are jumping!

That's what it means.

Luckily, he had taken a sip of wine before.

There is still half a mouthful in his mouth.

At this time, he made a decision, and as soon as he spit out his embroidery, a wine dragon flew out.

┗|'o′|┛meow~~

In the extremely strong ghost king's angry sound wave, it swayed, ups and downs.

After all, it lived up to expectations.

A dragon groan, interrupting the ghost king's anger.

Then it turned into a wine mist and burrowed into the other person's nostrils.

He Cangwu was in a 'drunk' state, and he only had half a breath.

Lichen did not dare to delay.

Holding back the pain of his head, the four hands began to slowly approach.

This is the last form of the "Hundred and Eight Afflictions of Worship", the refuge.

When Lichen was in a state of obsession just now, "One Hundred and Eight Troubles Worship" had already played hundreds of tricks.

At this time, once the hands are folded, the power of the hundred moves used before is combined into one move, and it explodes in an instant.

Plus the magic power of the dust is a thousand hands.

That is, two palms are taken together at the same time.

The endless troubles in my heart came to my heart.

His original moon-white monk's robe had long since become ragged.

Between the true qi drumming, the cloth strips on his body swayed.

At this time, there is a pride in the chest, a murderous spirit in the heart, and a thousand troubles.

Yes~

Lichen finally couldn't help it, and looked up to the sky and roared.

Almost all the power in his body was used.

Palms slowly approached.

It's just a little bit, just a little.

The annoyance that filled my mind had reached a critical point.

It's like the monk who asks for Buddha and worships Buddha.

I was depressed and couldn't get worse.

The sky is full of gods and Buddhas, and I don't know where to go.

There was only one thought left in my heart:

One hundred and eight troubles...... Just a bow!

Syllable~

Four hands folded!

In an instant, Xiangfei Valley was surging.

All one hundred and seventy-five prostrations, overlapping, between the four hands, are combined into two palms.

Bang~

In the gloomy aura, a pair of huge palm print outlines were condensed.

A faint Zen chant suddenly sounded in the Xiangfei Valley.

The shadow of the palm breaks through the darkness, like the first ray of light in the world.

"One Hundred and Eight Troubles Worship" itself is the Buddha's own wonderful method.

There's an endless sense of zen in it.

He Cangwu woke up from the state of 'drunk'.

Seeing the palm shadow condensed in the void, where did he dare to hesitate.

The ghost king shook his head.

"The Ghost King is angry!"

The sound wave withered and decayed, and everything in front of him disintegrated one after another.

The golden palm shadow sandwiched the ghost king in the middle.

Bang~

Black gas fills the air.

It's like a popped ink sac.

The two resist each other and eliminate each other.

In the chaos, Lichen spit out a mouthful of blood, only feeling that the three souls were separated and the seven spirits were stiff.

The ghost king's anger just now caused his three souls and seven spirits to be severely damaged.

At this time, he can only stumble and jump to the side like a zombie.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of rumbling water in my ears.

When I looked up, it was actually a waterfall, like Bai Lian, falling from the sky.

Flying Cloud Stream!

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