When the dark clouds covered the moonlight, and the leyline ritual of the Yin Mansion quietly changed, Gu Huiming, the lifeless sword, stared at the pitch-black earth below, and suddenly had a very bad premonition at a certain moment.

The intuition of the warriors is very keen.

When he felt that something was wrong, he hurriedly turned his head to look at the black-clothed Taoist.

"Daoist Xiuming, is there something wrong down there?"

The Taoist priest Xiu Ming, who was born in the side door, had not sensed anything yet.

He frowned and wondered.

"There's nothing wrong down there...... Wait a minute, what is the situation with my spells? What the hell is this......" Xiu Ming was suddenly shocked and angry, and one of the ghost god upper body amplification secret techniques he had cast on his side suddenly seemed to have encountered a magnet.

It's not just immobility.

The sound of a tiger roaring and a dragon's roar came from a distant end, and finally condensed into a killing word! The killing word was like a karmic fire, and it instantly burned into the heart of the black-clothed Taoist!

Xiu Ming was startled, but he snorted that the spell was burned, and he was caught off guard and didn't have time to resolve it, so he was rushed by the angry and majestic killing intent of the holy icon, and he was dizzy. When he touched his nose again, it was wet, and it turned out to be bleeding, and Xiu Ming looked puzzled.

In his life of practice, nothing like this had ever happened.

This now reflects the ignorance of the defects of inheritance knowledge if it is not a decent person.

"Something's wrong."

The lifeless sword didn't talk nonsense, and galloped down with a sweep.

And the ghost general who is being borrowed also feels that something is wrong, all the little ghosts it arranges below seem to have problems, this is the capital that it has established itself in the City God Yin Division!

Meanwhile.

In another area of the Netherworld.

"Amitabha, the donors have a lot of karma, and the little monks' cultivation is limited, and they don't want to hurt the lives of the donors, so please donors don't do anything more."

Buddhism cultivation is more sophisticated, the body is like a brass cast, with a shiny big bald head on the top of the unbeheaded monk really sad face to persuade the Xu family worshippers in front of him not to come nonsense.

Because if you keep going.

He really couldn't help but beat them to death.

With a compassionate look on his face, the monk folded his hands and recited the Buddha's name. And obviously to deal with the martial arts, either just chanting the Buddha's name can solve the problem, otherwise the Buddha does not need to set up so many vajra protectors under his seat, and the several Xu family members in front of him are sweating like rain, ready to fight at any time.

This monk who does not cut the Dharma name is terrible!

Just like the Dharma protector of the Buddha Gate that King Kong is not broken, what kind of martial arts explosion falls on his body does not hurt or itch, and as soon as his King Kong body moves, it is bombarded with fierce and surging power like a rolling river! It's really bruised, bone-cracked, and it's almost difficult to face the enemy head-on!

The monk did not behead the monk alone, and surrounded the Xu family, who was in charge of receiving outside.

He was already restrained.

Thinking of beating them casually, and then taking them to the Buddha day and night to recite sutras and copy mantras and repentance, I think with the Buddha's boundless Dharma, I will definitely be able to influence them, and stop doing evil. Continuing to chant the Buddha's name, he pounced on everyone with a resolute appearance of not going to hell and who would go to hell.

For a while, there was a sound of bone cracking, and the screams were endless!

The other side.

Zhengyangzi, who was full of gorgeous hair, pulled out his rarely unsheathed red jade long sword, and under the reflection of Yuehua, his handsome face that was indistinguishable from male and female showed a noble and honest spirit.

The Taoist priest fights the sword at night, wanting to kill the demons and eliminate the demons.

And behind him.

But it was a row of Yin soldiers holding bone umbrellas, rusty swords, shackles and other strange Yin weapons, these Yin soldiers were killed together almost instantly, and on the body of the Yin ghost that they were dissipating, the only thing that could be seen was a sword mark like the scorching sun.

The sword mark did not dissipate for a long time, even if the body of the Yin Ghost had been wiped out, it was still engraved in the void, exuding a solemn sword intent in all directions!

Don't talk about looking directly, just feeling it will have the illusion of being cut by sword intent!

It's hard for anyone to imagine.

Zhengyangzi, a pretty Taoist priest, can inspire such a terrifying sword intent, which does not match his skin at all, and the peerless sword intent that looks at the world can only be wielded by being an ancestor-level figure in Chengzong.

"Whew...... It's been a long time since I've fought like this. ”

The pretty Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand and put the red jade long sword in his hand into the scabbard on his back.

wiped the sweat oozing from his forehead, and his warm and bright eyes did not have the slightest murderous aura, only a faint joy. As soon as Zhengyangzi received a call from Wu Mourning, he rushed here without saying a word, and in order to help Wu Mourning in this regard, he made a lot of effort.

These hapless Yin soldiers.

was beheaded by a pretty Taoist priest with a sword.

After doing this, Zhengyangzi calculated the time and habitually looked up at the celestial phenomena.

"It seems to be almost solved, under the calculation, none of the enemies are missing, and all of them are in the net."

And outside the Netherworld area.

One after another people are politely blocking the streets under the slow shouting of the leader, most of these people are extraordinary, and they show a fierce spirit of martial arts when they walk. And the leader quickly completed the blockade of this area, turned his head and talked and laughed with someone.

This person is Mei Jiexing, who has just arrived from Yushan.

Mei Fuzi was shaking his Wujiang Mingyue fan, and he was talking and laughing with the other party, and the identity and status revealed between his words were not much worse than the other party, at least the two sides were equal.

"Yuheng, this bureau you set up is not simple."

"It's just going with the flow."

Mei Jiexing also looked up at the celestial phenomena in the blockade area, and the stars tonight did not know when they began to be exceptionally bright, and even the light of the moon seemed a few points dim.

"Next, it depends on whether the Xu family is a strong man with a broken wrist, or whether he looks forward and backwards."

"Either way."

"He's going to be so badly injured!"

Mei Fuzi snapped and put away the folding fan in his hand, he hadn't followed the trend like this for a long time, and the long-lost feeling of blood boiling made his brain run extremely fast at the moment. Their actions tonight can be regarded as a head-on blow to the family, especially the Xu family, who has danced particularly happily recently.

They couldn't have imagined that the contemporary walking of the two gates of Yunzhou Dao and Buddha were all friends of him Mei.

It's nothing more than that the righteous help the unrighteous and the unrighteous don't help much.

At a certain moment, the starlight between the natural bullfights was flourishing, and the illuminated earth was as bright as dawn, and Mei Jiexing seemed to see a certain figure like a peerless beast in the blockade area, tearing at the broken body of the enemy, completely putting aside the disguise of honesty and deception, and ravaging and trampling the enemy in front of him frantically.

The hidden dragon comes out of the abyss, and in the face of the high-ranking people, there are always people who are willing to be angry at the crown!

And this posture.

It is his future son-in-law, Wu Xinzhuo is also!

"I'm a martial artist! Fight me to the death! Hoohahahahaha!! ”

"Come on! Come! Come! ”

"You pigs and dogs are inferior to things! War! War! Come on mouth! ”

In the face of the two frightened warriors, the true power armor on Wu Mourning's body in the wild laughter kept flashing and emerging, and in the face of the sword light pulled out by this flying knife man, he rushed forward directly without dodging or dodging.

A sharp poison-hardening weapon knife shot at the Gena armor.

The scene was extremely weak.

The twenty-seven heavy Ying Long True Armor was layered on top of each other, even if it was not a weapon that could resist itself, the flying knife thrown by the martial artist in the middle of the Qi Zang could only break through the nine-fold true armor on Wu Mourn's body in one breath at most.

The end of the strong crossbow cannot be worn by Lu Min.

Even if it is an armor piercing with special strength and the control of martial arts true power, this martial artist who likes to use hidden weapons can only watch in horror as Wu Mourning who opens the divine gate state rushes over violently and quickly!

What is wearing the forest and beating the swallow, the silver star is scattered, the star is picked and the moon is taken, all kinds of secret weapon gestures are killed, there is only one word for martial mourning, reckless!!

"Stop him!"

The hidden weapon martial artist was obviously not good at frontal fighting, and hurriedly activated his Enlightenment Divine Power.

His figure suddenly became blurry and distorted, shaking out multiple phantoms, with erratic steps, which actually made Wu Mian unable to figure out his movement trajectory for a while, and was thrown away by him a little.

Another warrior came up with a special short stick.

With a roar, his body flashed with a metallic luster, and he was obviously also a Qizang martial artist who was proficient in horizontal kung fu.

"Get out of here!"

I just want to kill the slut who threw the hidden weapon first, and the martial arts are like thunder. He had long wanted to try what the full strength of the martial artist in the middle of Qizang looked like, his divine gate posture, the golden body of the holy icon, the true armor of the dragon, ten times the qi and blood, and the external strength of the horizontal physique, dared to ask, can he fight head-on?

The two figures were disarmed shells and bombarded together!

Rumble!!!

At this moment, it was like a heavy cannon falling in the mansion.

Under the moonlight, you can clearly see that the white air waves are pushed away.

Wu Mian snorted, and the Ying Long True Armor that appeared instantly shattered seventeen layers, many of which were disintegrated by a dexterous concussive force. And the opponent's fists are also metallic, and the whole person is like a huge violent ape, and he picked up his fists and fought with Wu Mourning's fists to the flesh.

You punch me, and I kick me.

One mallet, one elbow!

The two humanoid beasts both raised their strength and gave up their bells and whistles to fight each other!

Ten moves, fifty moves, one hundred moves, one hundred and fifty moves!

The 190th move!

The short stick warrior vomited vermilion, and his red eyes urged the Qizang supernatural power, his Qizang supernatural power is the overall strength doubled in the time of a stick of incense, with the explosive technique, the real force urges, and can hit a full ten times more powerful bombardment in one move.

This stick was poked out, and finally all Ying Long's true armor on the surface of Wu Mourning's body was shattered in one go.

Wu Mourning was hit in the chest with a stick.

Then he casually spat out a breath of rust, and continued to smile and drag this particularly enjoyable martial artist into the rhythm of the mutual beating.

Shenmen Jin is here, want to go? No way!

"How is this possible!?"

The horizontal martial artist exclaimed in disbelief.

Then in despair, he continued to bombard with Wu Mourning, until his supernatural powers dissipated, his true power was empty, his qi and blood strength could not be revived, his muscles and bones were broken, and the whole person was extremely aggrieved and unwilling to be shocked by Wu Mourning's fist and died in the corner.

(End of chapter)