Chapter 339: Ghost Singing
At the moment when the death sickle fell, I saw the stone grinder with his hands folded, like an old monk who had entered the meditation, full of golden light, and the Buddha's aura was calm, forming a layer of golden light around it, which was the golden bell jar of the Buddhist gate.
Boom Boom
The death sickle bombarded the golden light shield, but it was blocked by force, and the stone mill man was sunk by great pressure, leaving a huge earth pit at the scene, and the air flow was agitated everywhere, and the thousands of pounds of boulders were also overturned, and the earth shook endlessly.
The ghost couldn't help but be surprised: "Well, it's the golden bell jar of the Buddhist Gate, and you are actually a member of the Buddhist Gate!"
"Drink!" The stone mill man ignored him, and then struck out with his backpalm, and the powerful palm qi slammed out, and the golden palm shook the sky and the earth, and it was unstoppable.
"Hmm, it's the Vajra Palm of the Buddha Gate!" the ghost couldn't help but be surprised, he was also considered to be extraordinary, but he was still shocked by the momentum of the stone grinding man. The ghost didn't dare to touch the vajra palm, and then turned into an afterimage, and flew outward rapidly, dodging the stone mill's powerful move.
The ghost died in the air and said: "What a Buddhist monk, it is enough for me to use fifty percent of my strength, look at the trick, a death blow!"
The ghost quickly urged Yuan Gong, and the surrounding death qi rolled in, and the death scythe that fused with the death qi suddenly emitted a black light like a star, and the black circles spread outward, pulling dark clouds, and the stars were all covered, and the already dark cliff bottom became even darker, and the surrounding area was pitch black, and the five fingers could not be seen.
The ghost corpse absorbs the power of heaven and earth, and the death blow falls from the sky, falling like a meteor, unstoppable!
There was a look of panic in the eyes of the stone mill man, and then he condensed the Yuan Gong of the whole body and blasted out a golden punch, which was the Buddha Gate Supreme Gang Absolute King Kong Fist!
Boom Boom
The two peerless powerhouses collided, and the heavens and the earth were shocked in an instant, but when a black light flashed, a slight blood mark immediately appeared on the neck of the stone miller, and his eyes opened wide, as if he couldn't believe that this was true.
Puff -
A moment later, a bloody arrow erupted from his neck, and Shi Mo died of anger, and a generation of Buddhist monks who were imprisoned here for breaking the precepts returned to the netherworld and died in Huangquan!
The ghost died in front of the Netherworld Pass, his face did not change, and he said: "Even fifty percent of my skill can't resist it, it's a disappointment!"
I saw that the ghost's momentum exploded, and the dust and sand flooded the body of the stone miller.
The Netherworld Pass in front of him is a huge stone gate as high as thirty zhang, which has been invaded by the breath of death for a long time, and the stone gate has already become as black as ink. With the Netherworld Pass as the center, the grass and trees within a radius of thousands of zhang are not alive, and they are lifeless.
"The Netherworld descends on the world, let the ghost clan rule the world! Drink!" The ghost corpse condensed seventy percent of the Yuan Gong, and the wind suddenly roared between heaven and earth, with the ghost corpse as the center, the surrounding dead qi surged wildly, forming a huge whirlpool center, and the death sickle in his hand suddenly emitted thousands of black rays, and the black circles like a wave spread layer by layer, making a whirring sound, and the momentum shocked a radius of hundreds of miles.
The ghost slashed away with a simple knife, and a huge black light rushed towards the Netherworld Pass, and suddenly, countless golden lights pierced out from the ground, forming a Buddhist Gate Dharma Protector Array in an instant, under the crazy impact of the black mang, the Dharma Protector Array suddenly shook violently.
The Dharma Protector Array, which had been in disrepair for a long time, seemed to have the possibility of collapsing at any time, the golden light gradually became dim, and the speed of the golden light runes visible to the naked eye was greatly reduced, but it finally resisted the powerful blow of the ghost.
"Hmm, it's the Dharma Protector Array of the Buddha Gate!" The ghost corpse showed a look of surprise, with his ability to do no less than the master of the Transformation Dao, there was actually a magic circle in the lower realm that could resist the blow of his seventy percent Yuan Gong, which was enough to shock him, "It is indeed worthy of the Buddhist monk Brahma, it is not easy to set up such a magic circle in the Netherworld Pass!
After that, the ghost hand pressed a strange magic seal, recited a mysterious incantation, and exuded a strange aura all over his body, and a ghost singing voice suddenly echoed within a radius of a hundred miles, and the terrifying atmosphere suddenly rose, and countless wandering spirits and wild ghosts immediately stirred, and even the ghosts in the Netherworld Pass were restless.
In the lost cemetery hundreds of miles away, Ghost Wuya felt a change in the sky, and couldn't help laughing: "Hehehe...... The ghost ghost also came out, and now the martial arts will be lively. Since you are of the same clan, why not help him? ghosts, ghosts have no sword, ghosts have no way, you sing with all the ghosts and ghost soldiers to support the actions of the ghosts!"
"Yes, lord!" the three hall masters responded in unison, and then chanted the spell, and the sound of thousands of ghosts echoed between heaven and earth, the momentum was huge, and the souls of heaven and earth trembled!
"Well, this kind of power, could it be sung by the ghosts left in the lower realm thousands of years ago? Just now after passing through the West Martial Arts, I faintly felt a heavy death breath, hidden in the deep underground, it seems that it is undoubtedly the remnants of the ghost clan. With their help, you will be seventy percent sure of opening the Netherworld!" The ghost thought in his heart, but the ghost singing in his mouth did not stop, and the ghost who gathered the power of thousands of evil spirits and ghosts exploded with great momentum, and the violent power rushed straight into the sky, forming a huge dark cloud vortex in the air, the sound of the whirlpool sounded loudly, like a violent wind and angry waves, the momentum was earth-shattering, and the nearby creatures were all frightened, birds and beasts avoided one after another, and even the flowers and trees gradually withered!
"The ghost ghost of the ghost clan, Hugh has to disturb the creatures of heaven and earth!"
At this time, a grand voice came from the edge of the sky, and then a blazing palm qi struck, and the dark cloud vortex in the sky was suddenly dispersed, and the storm storm swept away, gradually revealing the starry and moonlit sky.
A white figure descended from the sky, and its momentum soared into the sky, and the grand humming sound canceled out the sound of thousands of ghosts, and thousands of ghasts were silent.
"It's you again, the air dryer, you've been chasing after me, thinking that I'm a ghost and a bully? The ghost singing that was about to be completed was interrupted by the wind dryer at the last moment, and the anger in the ghost's heart exploded, and then he shouted, the death sickle crossed an arc, and the huge knife frantically hit the Netherworld Pass, and suddenly the rumbling sound continued, and the Buddhist Gate Protector Array collapsed in response, and the sword that paused for a moment continued to rush forward, and bombarded the Netherworld Pass firmly, and the rumbling sound continued in an instant, and the earth shook the mountains and shook the ghosts, and when the air flow exploded, the Netherworld Pass vibrated violently, emitting a sharp buzzing sound, and the wild souls and evil ghosts wandering near the Netherworld Pass suddenly flew away, cutting off the opportunity of reincarnation。
After the fierce vibration, I saw that there were traces of cracks on the Netherworld Pass, like a spider's web, and it was almost shattered!
"Damn!" "The ghost is very angry, almost the slightest effort, but it leads to the failure to open the Netherworld Pass, and the ghost kill's hatred for the wind dry master has reached the point where water and fire are incompatible!