Thundered!

Two palm thunders containing the power of pure yang burst out from Zhou Heng's hands, like two long snakes wrapped in golden thunder, swimming in the void and blasting towards the "Great King" in front of the central throne.

Wherever this thunder light passed, the power of pure yang was stirred, and the sound of thunder roared, making the yin spirit chill and the ghosts frightened.

The eight-rank ghost creatures who had just survived in the pure yang golden light didn't even have the slightest room to resist in the face of the impact of this thunder light, and they were immediately wiped out.

And that's just the aftermath of the palm thunder.

After Zhou Heng cultivated the Pure Yang Pill Sutra, the power of the Pure Yang Body that was further stimulated brought with him the power of Pure Yang when he cast the palm thunder, and his restraint on ghosts was greatly improved again.

For him now, as long as he doesn't really reach the sixth-grade level, he can kill any ghost!

"Array!"

"Protect the King!!"

The dozen or so ghosts wearing broken armor were all seventh-rank, and there were even many equivalent to the peak of seventh-rank.

As soon as they moved, there was a subtle interweaving of heaven and earth law.

I saw that the layers of ghost qi condensed into the yin, forming a rich purple-black mist.

This purple-black mist kept surging and expanding, and soon spread, enveloping them and the "Great King" in front of the central throne, trying to resist the palm thunder cast by Zhou Heng.

Bang!!

Two thunderbolts slammed into the violet-black mist that was surging violently, penetrating the surface almost instantly, causing golden lightning to flicker in the layers of purple-black mist.

At the same time, Zhou Heng moved again, the palm of his palm thunder that he had just cast was clenched into a fist again, and the golden light flame burning on his body suddenly skyrocketed, soaring into the sky, and actually condensed a golden arm more than three zhang long and a huge golden fist above his head.

Buzzing!!

The purple-black mist trembled and vibrated as it tried to spread outward, blocking two palm thunders containing the power of pure yang outside.

But these two palm thunders themselves are the way to destroy ghosts, and now they have the bonus of pure yang power, and Zhou Heng himself also has the basic attribute of +2 for the Yin Spirit Special Attack, and when attacking ghosts, he enjoys too many bonuses.

Thereupon!

Rumble!

Hearing only a loud bang, the dying purple-black mist was not able to resist these two palm thunders at all, and they were still pierced through the defense after all.

The dazzling golden light suddenly skyrocketed, crushing the remaining purple-black mist, and at the same time, it also fell on the bodies of the dozen or so seventh-grade ghost creatures, and most of them were split into ashes on the spot.

Destroy all the forms and gods!

Chen Yingyu, the "Si Ming" standing behind Zhou Heng, was already dumbfounded, looking at the figure in front of him in disbelief, whose whole body was shrouded in golden light.

It's too strong!

It's really too strong!!

Is this really an eight-rank martial artist? What were those two thunder lights just now?

That's amazing!

She knew very well how powerful those ghostly creatures in broken armor were.

Even if some of them are only equivalent to ordinary seventh-rank martial artists, they can be matched with the unique abilities of ghosts, and they can even be compared to the peak of seventh-rank martial arts.

This is the biggest disadvantage of people when facing ghosts.

It was because of this that Chen Yingyu was injured by ghosts before, so she could only flee and hide.

But the "Ziwei Emperor" in front of him actually destroyed more than half of them in an instant, and he was completely killed!!

It's a!

It's still a ghost thing of the seventh grade!!

For humans, the most terrifying thing about ghosts is that they are almost indestructible, and they can be resurrected even if they are seriously injured.

But now, all this seems to have lost its effect in front of the "Ziwei Emperor".

There is such an eight-rank martial artist in the world.

It's incredible!

At this time, the panic in Chen Yingyu's heart had completely disappeared, and the eyes that looked at Zhou Heng were full of shock and ...... Reverence.

Wait until the light of the thunder in your palm dissipates.

Except for the tall figure in front of the central throne, there were only five ghost creatures left standing, all of them equivalent to the peak of the seventh rank.

However, even if they were not wiped out by the thunder in their palms, their bodies were all charred and black, and there was still smoke, and the original broken armor was only an empty shell, revealing the skin-covered body of the façade.

"Ahhh

"Die!"

The five remaining ghosts were furious to the extreme, and purple-black mist came out of their seven orifices, and an eerie and cold aura filled the cave in an instant.

However, this is of no use.

At the same time as the five-fingered ghost thing erupted, the golden arm and fist that Zhou Heng had condensed just now slammed downward.

Golden Light Trio!

Golden Hammer!

Rumble!

The golden fist fell, and the air was directly smashed, setting off a heavy wave of qi, causing the walls of the surrounding caves to crack, shaking the ground above, and cracks appeared.

The golden fist seemed to condense a layer of Gangfeng, with unparalleled power, as if the Nine Heavens God had lowered his golden arm to purify the world, and smashed it fiercely towards the five ghosts.

Bang!!

Suddenly, a violent collision sound came, and a powerful force spread out—

On the spot, the surrounding stone benches and stone beds were leveled, and the cracked walls also collapsed, and a crack more than ten zhang long was cracked on the ground, and the nearby earth was felt to a certain extent.

This woke up most of the people in Ansong County, and they all ran out of the houses, and their relatives and friends held hands with each other to avoid anyone being lost, and they all looked in the direction of the south.

There was a roar there, and there was a collision of golden light and purple-black light, which made most of the people in Ansong County see it.

At this point, in the crypt.

But it was the tall and mighty ghost who was called the "king" by the ghosts came to the center of the five seven-grade ghosts, raised his palm, and caught Zhou Heng's move "Golden Light Hammer" with one hand.

"I recognize this trick. The ghost creature known as the Great King snorted coldly, looked at Zhou Heng, grinned, and said, "The Golden Light Three-Style 'Golden Light Hammer' of the Pure Yang Palace.

"I remember that the person who performed this trick on me at that time was a disciple of your Pure Yang Palace Master, called 'Chen Dongxuan', I don't know if he is dead now, boy, tell me?"

Chen Dongxuan??

Zhou Heng was stunned when he heard this, he knew the name.

This is the previous head of the Pure Yang Palace, the second grade Dao Jun who condensed the Dao species, that is, his nominal master, and the current master of the Pure Yang Palace.

This ghost thing was beaten by Chen Dongxuan with a golden light hammer?

Are you kidding!

Chen Dongxuan was already a celestial man more than 2,000 years ago!!

And no matter how you look at this ghost thing, it is not at the level of six grades.

How can it be possible to use heaven and man's hands.

"Nonsense!"

Zhou Heng let out a low snort, and the internal qi operation that was strengthened again made the golden light hammer expand twice in an instant, and its power increased greatly.

At the same time, he fights left and right, distracting and dual-purpose.

With the other hand, he pinched a trick.

Ziz!

The golden thunder light condensed again!

But the ghost thing known as the "king" did not panic at all, it still looked like it was in its chest, and it could still hold the golden light hammer with one hand without falling.

"Little thing, this king commanded Chen Dongxuan to fight back then, and you dare to do it with my grandfather?"

The ghost creature roared angrily, the dark blue fire in its eyes was flourishing, staring at Zhou Heng, and the armor on its body suddenly ignited flames, completely illuminating the dry face in the shadows.

"Grandpa is Wan Shankong, the king of Zhenshan under the command of King Qi back then, Chen Dongxuan has to be respectful to me, you little thing actually dare to do something to me!?

"Sin deserves death!!"