A breathtaking momentum soared into the sky.

The strange-looking star hood seems to be worn by a ghost, and so does the carcass, suspended in the air.

The Oni King seems to have dissolved his own existence, turning into something invisible to dodge attacks from heavy firepower.

After all, he is both a ghost and a corpse, and it is reasonable that he can switch forms.

"Emperor Yan's blood, Beidou burns bones. The four bright wreckage, the sky is extinguished. With a stroke of the divine sword, ten thousand ghosts collapsed. Urgent as the Northern Emperor's Decree! ”

The sound of a mantra suddenly sounded, suppressing the gunfire coming from the sky.

When a Taoist priest no longer carries a peachwood sword, it means that he has embarked on the road of invincibility.

At least that's the case with Zhong Fabai.

On the side, the grass house monk no longer knew how to describe what he had seen and heard, first a terrifying and unimaginable high-tech weapon, and then a Northern Emperor method.

Even if the Ming Dynasty where he is located has not completely entered the era of the end of the law, there are still very few people who have cultivated the law of the Northern Emperor, because the conditions are too strict, and those who are not with great perseverance cannot practice, and if they break the vows slightly, they will be sent to hell and punished.

[There are three ghosts who are cursed by this, their eyes are rotten and their bodies are dead, this divine curse, all of them are the names of the ghosts, and the Northern Emperor is secret. 】

Even if Zhong Fabai only used one of the canopy spells, and only the last half of the spell, the power was still unfathomable.

The Big Dipper, which was originally shining brightly, became more and more brilliant, and the Fuso Ghost King, who had made his form closer to the ghost and dodge and alleviate the wounds caused by the cinnabar bullet, suddenly began to wail, his eyes festered, and a dark and smelly liquid oozed out.

Immediately afterward, the limbs and bones took on a vivid blood-red color, as if a fire was burning inside.

Eventually, the starlight coalesced.

An indescribable sword fell.

Northern Emperor Law, every mantra contains great divine power, if Zhong Fabai's mana and Taoism are enough, the few sentences he recites are enough to condense into the Tianyou Marshal of the Four Saints of the North Pole.

Clang!

At the last moment, the ghost king endured the pain, raised the knife in his hand, and blocked the phantom of the divine knife that slashed towards his neck.

The sound waves spread outward.

Dirt and wood chips mixed together like ripples, pouring in all directions.

After experiencing the initial shock, Chen Jiaju came back to his senses and ordered the fire team and fire team to retreat.

Next, if there is still a battle, it will not be something they can participate in, but it will affect the performance of the elders of the headquarters.

A moment of stalemate.

Click.

There was a crunch.

The light of the Beidou God disappeared, and the demon slaying knife composed of it turned into light chips little by little, and the fighting knife that the ghost king relied on was completely broken and shattered into countless pieces.

In addition, the Demon Slayer Knife was still on his neck, leaving an indelible knife mark, constantly oozing out of the foul blood, smearing one after another, corroding the ground.

Without being greeted, Meng Fan held the canopy ruler in his hand and rushed forward, because the time had come.

Ulceration of both eyes – inability to see.

Neck trauma - damage to the vitality.

Burning of bones and blood - distraction.

This is the limit that the master can do.

At this moment, Zhong Fabai was sitting paralyzed on the ground, and he couldn't even breathe for the time being, after all, the ghost king was not so easy to deal with, and he almost surpassed the Tao again and tasted the taste of backlash.

Open the door!

The eight doors of the human body are opened.

With Meng Fan as the core, a complex gossip plate was formed, and since he practiced this technique, he had not yet met an opponent, and now he met the seriously injured Fusang Ghost King, just in danger to weigh his body.

"Shock Thunder!"

When Uncle Feng was acting the Fa, he once said:

The shock is strong, and the ride is also strong,

The trick that was already just reaching Meng, under the blessing of the canopy ruler, became more and more terrifying, and the dark purple thunder wrapped around the ruler's body, and the divine secrets engraved on it became more profound.

"小さなカブは家に帰り末す! これは男的地です! ”

The Blind Ghost King roared, and he pulled out the second katana that the samurai had carried—

Poor wedge.

Instinctively blocked the blow.

[Little cub go home!] This is a place for men! 】

Even if he couldn't see, the ghost king could still judge the identity of the attacker by his breath, and it looked down on Meng Fan, thinking that he was too young to be worthy of fighting with him, so he condescended and shouted angrily.

And Meng Fan didn't know how to speak, but through his tone, he also knew that what the old devil said was not a good thing, so he immediately asked:

"What are you barking at a dog?!

”

During this period, the bare foot was twisted.

Wind and earth view hexagrams.

Wind on the earth, look down on all things!

Meng Fan rode the wind and came to the top of the ghost king's head at a speed that was invisible to ordinary people, and the canopy ruler fell down again.

The Bagua diagram changes with the body shape and mind.

Shake!

Shine!

Still Rayfa.

I saw a heavenly thunder appear out of thin air, and in an instant, it passed through Meng Fan's body, using it as a carrier, and hit the Ghost King's Heavenly Spirit Gai through the divine ruler.

Bang!

The thunder flashed, the ghost king wore it on the top of his head, and the star belt protecting his head exploded immediately, and the blood-red hair stood up and curled slightly.

It became fashionable.

"It's a pity that the mana is insufficient, and it still can't hit this beast hard." Meng Fan sighed in his heart.

Then, with his toes on the ground, he appeared behind the Ghost King, no longer using the thunder method.

Hong Xiuquan, the founder of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, once said:

Wise and benevolent, brilliant and powerful.

Meng Fan took two of the words and used them to name the strongest thunder method he could use.

The effect is not satisfactory.

Thinking about it, the ghost king made the imperial court feel helpless in the past, and his mana could alarm the Heavenly Gate.

And after practicing for more than two months, he didn't fall behind in three moves and shattered his head armor, but he was not discouraged, but he was worthy of pride.

"Tiangang five away from the fire!"

In a quick turn of thought, Jin McGee's arrangement finally paid off, and the formation was condensed, and he independently connected to the starlight.

And the flames continued to rise from the feet of the Ghost King, echoing the flames that burned the bones and blood in his body.

The wails resounded in the sky.

Many of the surrounding residents who were curious about what was going on trembled and did not dare to pay any more attention.

At this time, Dasha and Ma Shangfeng, who was in his previous life, rushed over.

The former was bare-handed, and the whole person was shrouded in a cloud of white gas, and between walking, a tiger roar came out.

The latter has a dragon and tiger qi on his body, and the golden armor stomach is also supported by the Great Ming Emperor's qi, which can block many evil methods, holding a glaive knife, without saying a word, directly slashing at the head of the ghost king.

The two of them were one in front of the other, one near and one far away, but it also made the blind and extremely poor ghost king tired of parrying.

Uncle Feng, who was originally carrying the cloud pattern yin-yang mirror and was about to kill, was stunned for a moment, and while feeling that the young people now were too angry, he used the magic mirror to refine the starlight, and aimed the side that symbolized [death] at the face of the ghost king.

Since the siege, the wail has not stopped, and it is full of hatred.

Counting the guys who used the strange tools and released the water cannons and fire mines, there were at least hundreds of people involved in the siege.

This is completely different from what I had imagined!

……