Chapter 55: The Ghost General

As if to confirm Zhao Banzi's words, wisps of unjust souls began to float out of the ruins on both sides, judging from the clothes, they should all be the people here, they have been enslaved by the cultivation of higher ghosts, and the ghosts are empty and godless in their eyes, and they only rely on instinct to attack all the creatures with yang energy nearby. After a while, the number of unjust souls reached more than 100 Dao, men, women, and children. The evil in this place is so inhumane, even the baby in swaddling clothes does not let go, seeing that there are still a few ghost babies mixed in the group of ghosts, Fan Zhen can no longer control his anger.

She grew up in Putuo Mountain in the South China Sea since she was a child, and even if she occasionally went down the mountain to experience and encountered a few vicious evil spirits, she was the senior brothers and sisters who counted their sins and then solved them, and she never saw innocent people slaughtered as much as she does now. The infant baby should have no grievances before it was opened, and it was only because of extreme pain that it turned into a ghost baby, which shows how cruel and tyrannical the evil is here. The figure of Brahman Zhen rushed to the depths of the village and town in a flash, vowing to correct the evil Dharma, and the golden light in the air along the way was shining with Sanskrit sound, and all the unjust souls everywhere were surpassed by him with profound Buddhism, and they passed away in the six reincarnations.

"With the instantaneous supernatural power alone, the ghost baby who is ineffective in ordinary rebirth spells can be overpowered, it seems that it has attracted a big fish," a whisper came from an ancestral hall deep in the village.

As Fanzhen's divine power went deeper and deeper, Zhao Banzi, who lived in the mutton fat jade bottle, was more and more frightened, the ghost qi here was already so thick that it was almost substantial, and a large number of ghost soldiers holding bone knives and bone hammers could be faintly seen lurking in the turbulence, and under the cover of the increasingly viscous black ghost qi, they secretly formed a siege around the two of them, obviously there was an ambush and hurriedly reminded the Fanzhen Dao who was still advancing at a rapid pace.

"Fairy and slow, don't go any further, I'm afraid there will be an ambush. ”

Fanzhen didn't seem to hear it, and his speed didn't slow down, and the Buddha light on his body dispelled all the ghost qi around him, and rushed all the way to the door of an ancestral hall in the center of the entire town. At this point, the ghost qi seemed to have a backbone, and generally no longer retreated, but approached it little by little. Seeing this situation, Fan Zhen's originally angry face became sad and joyless, and the treasure was solemn, and he applied the fearless seal with one hand to the door of the ancestral hall, and a round of golden light flashed behind it, revealing a three-story tall statue of the Great Sun Rulai. The churning ghost qi around her instantly collapsed, and the ghost soldiers in ambush inside all screamed and hurriedly retreated when they were illuminated by the Buddha's light, leaving a circular empty space around her, as if a drop of powerful dish soap had been spotted in the middle of a pool of oil.

"Hmph!" There was a cold snort in the ancestral hall, and then the door opened, and a black shadow galloped out and rushed straight to the door of Fan Zhen's face, Fan Zhen did not avoid sitting cross-legged on the spot, and the handprint changed into a demon seal, and the moment his left hand touched the ground, the big day behind him was angry, and he struck out a black shadow that slapped into the air.

Hearing a loud sound of "bell!" as the Great Sun Nyorai Dharma Xiang withdrew his golden palm in front of him, leaving a black wound on the palm, and countless ghost qi was "hissing" towards the wound around it. And the black shadow was also blown into the air, and only then did it become clear that it was a ghost-headed broadsword with a black body. The broadsword stabilized the blade after a few turns in mid-air, and the handle of the knife fell steadily in a big white hand, and at some point, a general with a crown of armor and a ghostly aura had appeared in front of the door.

"I didn't expect such a young master to come out of the Yang Sect Buddhism, it seems that this resurgence of spiritual energy has indeed benefited the Three Realms and Six Realms. As he spoke, the general waved the big knife in his hand a few times, and threw the Buddha qi attached to it to the ground like a dirty thing.

Fan Zhen stood up, stared at the ghost general in front of him with his eyes, and asked coldly.

"All the people here have been killed by you?"

"How are you going?" The general made a move with one hand, a circular magic circle filled with blood mist appeared out of thin air, accompanied by a neighing sound of horses, a war horse composed of white bones of the forest, hooves stepped on phosphorus fire, blood light galloped out of the magic circle, and the ghost general jumped in the air and sat firmly on the saddle, mocking.

"Of course, the bones of the bones of the unjustly killed are the most evil, and luckily there are a few babies here who have just replenished the cartilage in the joints of my mounts. ”

"Evil is to be killed!" Hearing this, Brahma Zhen can no longer keep the Buddha's heart steady, and the Great Day Rulai Dharma Picture behind the hand knot is transformed into a huge Guanyin Bodhisattva, and the mutton fat jade net bottle flew out from Fanzhen's chest, and slowly fell on the hand of Guanyin Bodhisattva, inhaling all the ghost qi left by the original ghost head knife into it.

As soon as it was absorbed, the mouth of the bottle made a "pop" sound, and a cyan figure popped out of the net bottle.

"And another ghost fairy?" the ghost general looked at the two in front of him with his head held high, as if he didn't think that these two would be his opponents.

"A dignified ghost general of the underworld, can you use it to deal with a little girl and put out all the "Chu Jiang Cold Yin Array"?" Zhao Banzi swayed his body and absorbed all the ghost qi that was still floating around his body.

The ghost general was slightly stunned, the ghost fairy in front of him seemed to have cultivated for about a thousand years, but he could not only absorb all his ghost qi, but even see through the killing array he secretly used at a glance, and he couldn't help but be a little vigilant in his heart, and then shouted with a sword.

"Since you recognize it, I can't keep you!"

After that, the ghost general raised the ghost-headed broadsword in his hand and roared "up to the battle". The ghost qi that was originally gushing around him receded like a tide, revealing the ghost soldiers hidden inside, and I saw that these ghost soldiers seemed to be a chaotic array, but in fact, they quickly moved away in a mysterious trajectory, and at the same time, the ghost general waved a long knife, and a cold wind blew, and the temperature of the entire village and town plummeted. After a while, the ground, roof, and treetops were all covered with a layer of hoarfrost, and the Dharma of Guanyin Bodhisattva held up a circle of golden light to envelop Fanzhen and Zhao Banzi, but the periphery of the aperture also began to be covered with ice crystals.

"This is the unique battle formation of the second hall of the Ten Halls of the King of Hades, Chu Jiang King, borrowing the exquisite position to gather and evolve the mana of the ghost soldiers and ghost generals to turn the battlefield into a cold ice hell for a short time, the yin wind of this cold ice hell is claimed to be able to freeze all the gods, and the end is very powerful, this is obviously a magic power that can only be used by ghost soldiers and ghost generals registered in the underworld, why did it suddenly appear in the world?" Zhao Banzi said in confusion while observing the movement of this ghost soldier.

The ghost general snorted coldly, and drove the large array to intensify the attack on the two of them, and countless ice arrows began to appear in the cold wind, clanging on the light shield held up by Guanyin Bodhisattva. Fanzhen's handprints changed in the light mask, and the Buddha light flashed on his body, showing the demeanor of a generation of Buddhist leaders. The ghost general also seemed to feel the aura of the girl in the light mask skyrocketing, and his thousand-year-old combat experience told him that he couldn't let this girl continue to gather momentum, otherwise the opponent's peak blow might not be able to parry.

The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength to pull the reins of the horse, and the bone horse stands in the air, and the phosphorus fire on the four hooves soars, and he can stop in the air for a short time.

"Grim Slash"

The ghost-headed broadsword flew out in his hand, and was blown by the cold wind in mid-air and turned into a dozen meters long, and the ice arrow wrapped in the cold wind slashed to the light shield with a thousand momentum. The light mask shattered in response to the sound, turned into a spot of light in the sky, and was blown away by the cold wind.

The cold wind blew Fanzhen's hair away, and the long flying hair reflected her more holy, and the speed of the handprint transformation was further accelerated. Zhao Banzi looked sideways, although Fan Zhen was not moved by the power of this big array, his lips were already slightly purple, which was a manifestation of the cold qi entering his body, and he secretly sighed in his heart for this woman's resoluteness and determination.

Seeing that Fanzhen's handprint was getting faster and faster, and the Guanyin Dharma behind him was getting brighter and brighter, the ghost general knew that the other party's momentum had reached a critical point, and hurriedly rode his horse forward, and the big knife in his hand flew up and down, waving one knife after another. Seeing this, Zhao Banzi on the side knew that if he didn't make a move at this moment, he was afraid that he would die here, and his body turned into a translucent shape to block in front of Fan Zhen's body, and his hands were like butterflies wearing flowers, making all kinds of complicated gestures, these beautiful and complex gestures were reflected in the eyes of the ghost general, but they became another scene.

The ghost swung out several knives and was about to slash this female disciple of Buddhism, but the ghost fairy next to her was like a ball of paste in front of her, and the knife that she struggled to cut out slid away from both sides of the opponent as if it had cut into a tough fish skin. Then, the ghost fairy who didn't know whether he was alive or dead made a move with both hands, and suddenly several gods in golden helmets and golden armor holding spears came to him, and the mystery of marksmanship was rare in the world. He hurriedly returned his knife to parry, but the opponent's gun move was really sharp, and he only held one spear, and the remaining few pierced straight into his breastplate.

"Ahh

As soon as he realized that he had been mired, the woman in front of him had already flown into the air, hovering on the chest of Guanyin's dharma, and the ghost fairy who had used illusion to confuse him just now was also gone.

"Guanyin has a thousand hands, and the eyes are punishing evil"

Thousands of hands slowly stretched out behind the huge Guanyin Dharma, and it really became a thousand-armed Guanyin Dharma, and then the originally lowered eyes of the Guanyin slowly opened, glaring angrily at the ghost general on the ground.

A short Sanskrit sound sounded in the air, and Guanyin's body leaned forward slightly, and thousands of hands or fists or palms or fingers attacked the ghost general in unison. Under the traction of the breath, the ghost general found that he had no possibility of dodging.

"Sen Luo Yin"

The ghost general slapped the saddle bridge in a hurry, and the blue light on his hand turned into a pile of white bones, and then his hands raised against the thousands of giant hands that attacked, and he roared in his mouth, "Hurry!"

A volley of white bones formed a huge token, blocking the ghost general's body, and at this time, the attack of thousands of giant hands also came closer.

"Boom!" exploded in mid-air with a loud bang, the white bone token had been shattered, and the remaining giant hands continued to attack the ghost general.

"My life is at stake!"

"Aren't you already dead, Hugh your sister's Hugh" Zhao Banzi, who had already hid in the mutton fat jade net bottle, muttered in a low voice.

After a burst of twenty-four salutes that seemed to have been amplified countless times passed, the huge Guanyin Dharma slowly faded away, and Fan Zhen fell to the ground lightly, staggered a few steps and finally stood firmly, and then saw that the ghost general's original position was only a flat metal piece, and it can be seen from the lines on it that this was the armor worn by the ghost general, which was crushed by the storm-like bombardment just now. Seeing that there was no sign of aura on the armor, Fan Zhen sat down cross-legged and began to breathe.

"Destroy my armor, destroy my horse, I will not avenge this revenge, and I will not give up!" A shadow rose not far away and slipped quickly into the depths of the dense forest, and he did not forget to leave a cruel word before leaving.

"Evil one, go!" a roar came from afar, a cold light flashed, and a bright nine-toothed nail rake flew away towards the shadows, only to hear the shadows let out a miserable scream, and shrank again and drilled deeper into the dense forest at a faster speed.