Perhaps because of the reason that he had already descended into the world, the four-armed bodhisattva faced Feng Yun and smiled coldly, undisguised his purpose.

He wants to transform the whole world into hell.

This ghost king is very big-hearted, he will not enter the underworld, but wants to use the opportunity to enter the yang world to absorb yang energy to improve his own strength, expand his sphere of influence, and forcibly transform ghosts for his own use in this ghost city dominated by him.

The so-called ruling the entire yang world is to occupy the yang world and collect all the ghosts of the yang world.

Such a shameless evil man, Feng Yun looked at the other party, and there was a strong killing intent in his eyes.

"Bah, I want this seat to be used by you, unless you fly into ashes and annihilate first!

Since this seat dares to drag the ghost market to the yang world, it is naturally sure to destroy the entire ghost market!

Do you think that before doing all this, this seat didn't know that there was a ghost king like you in the ghost city, right?

But you, dare to injure the members of this seat to such an extent, this seat must borrow the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder to kill you to ashes! ”

"It's kind of interesting!"

With a clicking sound, the four-armed bodhisattva slowly turned his head, and the angry face behind him, which had never been limited to people, appeared.

The image of the green-faced and fanged Yaksha looked at Feng Yun's eyes as if he was looking at a dead person.

"But a small cultivator actually wants to kill the deity?

The deity is a four-armed bodhisattva, thousands of believers, tens of thousands of ghost soldiers, you are only one person, you dare to speak falsely, but a little bold! ”

As the words fell, the four arms of the four-armed bodhisattva suddenly waved upwards fiercely.

Tens of thousands of ghost soldiers poured out from behind him at once, and the target identified Feng Yun and came towards him.

Unlike the ghost soldiers they saw in the ghost market, the ghost soldiers at this time returned to their previous appearance, and the people who watched them had goosebumps all over their bodies.

Many people can't stand the nausea and retching.

Kong Jie stared at the ghost soldier with a solemn expression, and made a gesture to the people he brought.

Seeing Kong Jie's gesture, the people of the military mansion raised the guns in their hands in unison, aiming at the ghost soldiers who were walking towards Feng Yun in the distance.

They didn't know what these terrible-looking generals were, but they knew in their hearts that they were their enemies.

As the ghost soldiers appeared, the temperature around them dropped rapidly again, and there was no telling when it would be on the ground, and even a thin layer of frost had gathered.

Enduring the discomfort in his chest, Zhou Yue also waved his hand, took out the gun and pointed it at the ghost soldiers, and the cadres of the Criminal Division all held up the guns and pointed at the ghost soldiers.

All were ready for battle.

Their actions were seen by Feng Yun.

"These ghost soldiers are not something you can deal with, your weapons are useless, take care of my team members, you are the best help to me!"

I don't want Zhou Yue and them to waste their efforts on this kind of thing, Feng Yun reminded indifferently.

Feng Yun's words were clearly heard by everyone present, but they did not obediently put down the weapons in their hands.

"Director Feng, perhaps, as you said, our weapons are useless against ghost soldiers, but ours can't give up easily.

Wearing this garment, we must be worthy of this garment, worthy of our own identity, everything that will endanger the existence of the people, we have the obligation to remove it, and kill the danger in the cradle......"

On Kong Jie's side, he didn't say much, just glanced at Feng Yun, and gave Feng Yun an echo with his actions.

"All of them, here to form a line of defense to protect our wounded, and similarly, we must be ready to strike at any time to annihilate the enemy!"

"Yes! We're ready! ”

Whether it is the people of the Criminal Division or the people of the military government, at this moment, they use their actions to interpret their understanding of the responsibility on their shoulders.

Even if the road ahead is slim, they don't even know what their enemies are, but they are still determined not to retreat.

The White Misty Mountain is their bottom line, even if the weapon is useless against the enemy, then they will use their flesh and blood to forge the last line of defense.

It was the belief of all of them that they could not spread the danger beyond the White Misty Mountain.

On the small White Fog Mountain, the people stationed here were ready to sacrifice, and they never retreated.

The ghost soldiers are approaching, and they are waiting for the final order!

Once the order is given, they will do it with all their might.

At this time, all eyes were focused on Feng Yun's body, and they knew that the person who gave the final order was Feng Yun, and only Feng Yun.

Brother Pingtou carried the long knife and walked out from Feng Yun's side, step by step, he stood in front of Zhou Yue and them, facing the ghost soldiers alone.

Obviously, he is only one person, but standing there at this time, he has a kind of momentum that is incomprehensible.

"Director, I'm here, don't worry!"

This is the order that Brother Pingtou received, and since he has answered, he will not back down.

Feng Yun didn't speak, just glanced at Brother Pingtou deeply, nodded before sitting down cross-legged on the ground.

Seeing Brother Pingtou standing alone in front of him, Zhou Yue and the others didn't feel anything strange at all.

Subconsciously, they quietly glanced at the previous trace on the White Misty Mountain without leaving a trace.

It was with Brother Pingtou's knife that Feng Yun took advantage of the situation to open the passage to the ghost market and successfully dragged the ghost market out.

Standing here, a faint layer of purple faintly appeared on the top and bottom of Brother Zhou, which was a sign that the demonic power had been mobilized.

In the face of so many ghost soldiers, Brother Pingtou is ready.

It just so happened that he hadn't tried how powerful he was after activating his demon power, and these ghost soldiers were used as targets for him to test his abilities.

His body was full of strong fighting intent, and Brother Pingtou narrowed his eyes slightly, just looking at the ghost soldier coldly.

Ever since he was sealed in the Flowing Fire Avenue, his life has become dull, which has left the Pingtou brother, who is himself a militant, without a chance to show his strength.

He finally had a chance, and he had to hurry up!

Because Brother Pingtou's own fighting intent is constantly improving, even the long knife he holds in his hand is vibrating together, and it seems that he is also eager to fight side by side with Brother Pingtou and kill these ghost soldiers!

The purple demon power under his eyes flowed and disappeared in a flash, and Brother Pingtou held the long knife tightly, and jumped up like this, and in the next second, he fell straight into the ghost soldiers, and was engulfed by the ghost soldiers in an instant.

Seeing this thrilling scene, Zhou Yue and the others took a breath of cool air, they were so frightened that they even had to directly order Brother Pingtou to support.

The next scene broke everyone's cognition.

Brother Pingtou, who showed his body in the ghost soldiers, where is this fighting, it is clearly the slaughter of the ghost soldiers by him alone.

The long knife flashed, and it easily took away a lot of ghost soldiers.

In the face of absolute powerhouses, no matter how many there are, it will not help at all.

Brother Pingtou, who fell into the ghost soldiers, showed a big performance, wielding a long knife, killing waves of ghost soldiers, no ghost soldiers could stop him, as long as it was a ghost soldier who rushed up, there was almost only a result of complete soul scattering.

The speed is getting faster and faster, the demon power is more dazzling, and the long knife sweeps across the area, cooperating with the demon power to kill the ghost soldiers.

It seemed that he had reached a peak, and Brother Pingtou suddenly stopped what he was doing, and just now, a wave of ghost soldiers disappeared under his long knife, leaving a large open space around.

Glancing in one direction, Brother Pingtou suddenly jumped up, wrapped in the purple demonic power of the long knife in his hand, and the light flickered.

His goal is already clearly visible.

Zhou Yue and the others understood that it turned out that Brother Pingtou rushing into the ghost soldiers to fight was not his real goal at all, his goal, from the very beginning, had already been set, it was the ghost king of the four-armed Bodhisattva!

At the beginning, the four-armed bodhisattva was standing behind the ghost soldiers, and if he wanted to face him, the first thing he had to do was to deal with these ghost soldiers.

Brother Pingtou, who inspired the demon power, didn't take these ghost soldiers in his eyes at all, these dirty things are not even qualified to be his opponents.

"Wouldn't it be easy for our generation to extinguish the others?"

At this time, the height of the flat-headed brother who jumped up was clearly as tall as the four-armed bodhisattva.

A knife that condensed all the demonic power was aimed at the head of the Sichuan Bodhisattva.

The leaked demonic power was uncontrollable, and the temperature around him began to rise sharply again.

I don't know if there is something else in his demonic power, and the hot feeling around his body seems to be that everything in the world will be burned clean in front of it.

This point, not only did the ghost soldiers surrounding Brother Pingtou not expect it, but even the four-armed Bodhisattva did not expect it.

Seeing that Brother Pingtou jumped up, the ghost soldier jumped and tried to continue attacking the other party.

Feng Yun, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, kept pinching a magic trick in his hand, but he didn't release it directly, but waited silently.

It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly opened his eyes, and the spell in his hand began to change, and at the same time, his mouth began to recite the incantation.

"The pardon decree of the Taishang, the ...... of the lonely ghost of Chaoyou"

Accompanied by Feng Yun casting spells, a golden light appeared behind him.

Feng Yun, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, at this moment, the golden light protected his body, and the aura of the whole person changed greatly, just like the immortals in the sky, mysterious and majestic.

The moment the golden light appeared, the ghost soldiers who were still rushing towards Brother Pingtou seemed to be spotted with a static acupoint, frozen in place, motionless.

The people who saw this scene clearly, even though they had seen countless strange stone bridges, were still dumbfounded at this time.

On the other hand, Feng Yun's expression on his face did not change in the slightest, and he was extremely indifferent.

He opened his mouth and chanted one incantation after another, as if a voice from the Nine Heavens was echoing throughout the White Misty Mountain.

"Ghosts and ghosts, four lives are gracious. Those with heads are super, and those without heads are born.

Shoot and kill, dive and hang rope. Bright death and secret life, grievances and death.

Wrongful creditors, begging for their lives. Kneeling in front of the stage, the gossip shines.

Standing on the hurdle and coming out, he was born in another place. For men and women, they bear their own responsibility.

The rich and the poor are recruited by you. Pardon crowdfunding, rush to overtake ......"

The melodious voice resounded through the White Fog Mountain, soft as water, and the divine carried the power to cleanse all the evil sins in the world.

When people heard this voice, their originally impetuous mood became calm.

Around Feng Yun's body, a divine and gentle water power appeared out of thin air, suppressing the yin qi that was still spreading in all directions.

The surging resentment in the yin qi, as soon as it touched this power, dissipated in an instant.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were staring at Feng Yun, stunned, it could be said that what they saw was no less mysterious than the mystery of the Dharma Body behind Brother Pingtou before.

Dai Jianshui's expression was a little sluggish, he looked at Feng Yun in disbelief, and a thought appeared in his heart: "Is this Director Feng really an ordinary person?"

This is clearly the immortal monarch in the world......"

The breathtaking picture continues to change, the ghost soldiers who were frozen and unable to move before, as the divine power covers them, the broken and frightened appearance of their bodies is gradually changing, and in the flickering light, they return to the same appearance when they were alive.

There is no resentment, no misery, and no frightening ugliness, and he stands in place wrapped in a white garment wrapped in his soul.

These ghost soldiers, all of whom had been controlled by resentment before, were now purified by Feng Yun's action, and after all the resentment was purified, they stood in place, looking around blankly, as if they couldn't figure out what place this was and why they appeared here.

I don't know when, a gossip bronze mirror appeared on Feng Yun's hand.

Reaching out and gently brushing it on the mirror, a soft white light emanated from the Bagua bronze mirror......

Throwing the Bagua Bronze Mirror towards the sky, the Bagua Bronze Mirror just hung in the air, and the white light scattered on the body of every ghost soldier.

On the entire White Fog Mountain, almost a sea of ghosts stood, and the moment they saw the Bagua Bronze Mirror, they all knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the place where Feng Yun was.

After the prostration, the ghost was shrouded in white light, and the expression of relief on his face gradually disappeared.

Soon, all the ghosts all over the mountains were overtaken and left.

In Feng Yun's eyes, there is a debtor and a master, and the real leader of the evil is actually the ghost king in front of him, as for these ghosts, they are just deceived by the false appearance of the four-armed bodhisattva.

If it is really a heinous ghost, it naturally cannot be exceeded.

Whoever has something, Feng Yun has left them a glimmer of life, it depends on whether these ghosts can grasp it themselves.

Fortunately, the hands of these ghosts are not stained with blood, so they will all be overdosed.

The gun in his hand fell to the ground because he was too shocked, and everyone looked at Feng Yun in astonishment, speechless.

Who would dare to believe it?

Those dense ghost soldiers before, with angry eyebrows and fierce eyes, fierce and vicious, almost with the momentum of destroying the world and the earth, as a result, disappeared in the white light so easily?

(End of chapter)