Zhang Muxian had just taken his eyes off the statue of Guanyin, and his body suddenly stood on end, and his soul was even more clouded. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A ghost wrapped in resentment, black as ink, suddenly pounced on the divine body of King Anle. This ghost has a tall body, a black mask on its face, black armor all over its body, and a pitch-black long sword in its hand, which is aimed at the divine body of King Anle.

An Lewang's face showed a look of pain, the already condensed phantom shook for a while, and the incense power drifted around. The spiritual power that floated from King Anle's body and the power that flew out of the people's body fell on the ghost like molten iron poured into the snow, squeaking, and the ghost was burned by the power of will, and his face was distorted, but he continued to swing his sword at King Anle despite his body.

Hundreds of people in the main hall shivered in unison, but they couldn't see this thrilling scene.

Zhang Muxian secretly rejoiced in his heart, this ghost at least has the level of a powerful ghost, and even more so, it is a ghost king, if it can be refined, it is enough to be worth thousands of ordinary ghosts. However, he was not carried away by the immediate benefits, but quickly pinched his fingers and calculated the blessings and misfortunes.

After a while, Zhang Muxian's brows tightened, and the result of the calculation was chaos, and the good luck was unpredictable.

If he encounters this situation elsewhere, Zhang Muxian must be the best strategy for the thirty-six strategies, but this is the dojo of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and the evil ghost is so blatantly murderous, hindering Guanyin's proclaimed "King of Anle" from becoming a god, Guanyin will not be able to detect it? Zhang Muxian is unwilling and feels that there is something to do.

At this time, King Anle's soon-to-be-formed divine body had begun to collapse little by little, and the demon's whole body was also full of holes, and a large hole was burned out of his chest by the power of will, which could be regarded as a defeat for both sides.

Spiritual will power has an innate restraint effect on ghosts, so the gods travel and the ghosts retreat, but this powerful ghost can overcome instinctive fear and take the initiative to attack the gods, which is unreasonable.

Although Zhang Muxian had a lot of doubts in his heart, King Anle had reached the most dangerous juncture, and if he didn't make a move, King Anle would definitely disappear.

Zhang Muxian's right hand stretched out horizontally, the "Sihe Sword" has appeared in his hand, his left hand bent his fingers on the blade of the sword, the Sihe Sword buzzed, a bead of blood seeped into the sword, Zhang Muxian read in his mouth: "Urgent as a law, legal net, bound!"

A large net composed of cyan sword light suddenly flew out from the quadruple sword, covering the powerful ghost that was slashing at King Anle in the net.

After the law net covered the ghost, it automatically tightened, and the tighter it became, Zhang Muxian showed a smile on his face, although he had just practiced the first layer of the Nine Transformations Yuan Gong, but this skill was based on refining ghosts as the advanced level, and it had extraordinary effects in dealing with ghosts, and this powerful ghost with the strength of ordinary ghosts and immortals had no power to resist in his hands.

As the legal net contracted, the resentment on the ghost couldn't help but be absorbed by the legal net, and it was transmitted into Zhang Muxian's body, and the ghost in the net kept screaming miserably.

Zhang Muxian was unmoved, and activated his aura, and the Sihe Sword once again emitted a stream of blue light into the magic net, speeding up the refining of powerful ghosts.

A cool breeze blew into the hall, Zhang Muxian frowned, and looked out of the hall, a black cloud flew from the southern sky at some point, and the black cloud rolled, and among them were the faces of evil ghosts. The black clouds formed by these evil ghosts hovered outside the hall, and there were bursts of terrible screams from the clouds, and then these evil ghosts pounced on the powerful ghosts covered by Zhang Muxian's magic net in groups, and their whole body resentment merged into the body of the powerful ghosts.

Replenished by the resentment of these evil ghosts, the ghost's body swelled, and he let out an angry wail, breaking the legal net and turning into a whirlwind and flying towards the back of the hall.

Zhang Muxian ignored the horrified eyes of everyone in the hall, and rushed to the back of the hall with an arrow step, chasing after the ghost. At the same time, a trace of doubt rose in my heart, it was normal for ghosts to devour each other, but how strange it was that so many evil spirits took the initiative to give up their divine thoughts and sacrifice their own grudges?

Zhang Muxian chased to the back of the hall, recited the trick of binding the ghost in his mouth, and a legal net went to the ghost again, and a demon jumped out of the black clouds in the sky and took the initiative to throw himself into the legal net, and the ghost took the opportunity to distance himself from Zhang Muxian.

Zhang Muxian recited the mantra to collect the evil ghost, improved his strength by one point, and chased after him again. After that, whenever he sent out the legal net, there would be evil spirits who would take the initiative to throw themselves into the legal net. After chasing for two or three miles, there was no trace of the ghost again, and the dark clouds in the sky slowly drifted away.

Zhang Muxian refined more than a dozen evil ghosts in a row, and his strength improved greatly, but he was not happy at all in his heart. This place is not far from the South China Sea, so many ghosts have entered the Zenyuan Nunnery to make trouble, why would Guanyin stand by and watch?

The melodious bell suddenly sounded in the Zenyuan Nunnery, Zhang Muxian turned his head to look, tens of thousands of people who burned incense and worshiped outside the Nunnery knelt down together, King Anle did not know when to fly out of the main hall of the Zenyuan Nunnery, flew into the sky outside the hall, the divine body was completed, and began to become a god.

Tens of thousands of people shouted in unison to thank King Anle for his life, and his strong spiritual desire flew to King Anle. King Anle's eyes gradually opened, emitting a majestic light that swept over the heads of tens of thousands of people below.

Zhang Muxian's face was silent, but he was shocked in his heart, King An Le was forcibly collecting the spiritual power of the people. As the saying goes, if the people are grateful, the excess spiritual power will overflow and be dedicated to the grateful. This kind of spiritual power is called wishing power, and it will not cause harm to the person after it is lost, but if it is forcibly absorbed, it is a different matter.

Zhang Muxian dared to guarantee that the people present today would be seriously ill when they returned home, and secretly said in his heart: "Is this King Anle really a god?

King Anle's gaze swept over Zhang Muxian, Zhang Muxian found a suction force trying to absorb his spirit, and immediately kept his mind on it and ejected the suction back. King An Le's eyes were full of light, he stared at Zhang Muxian, slowly looked away, and continued to harvest the spiritual power of other people.

Zhang Muxian watched intently, King Anle's divine body couldn't help but grow, and after a while, he achieved the realm of ghosts and immortals, and then the ghosts and immortals were consummated, and finally climbed to the realm of immortals. The fairyland has been completed, the golden light on the body of King Anle skyrocketed, like a round of the sun hanging in the air, and the grass and trees in the Zenyuan Nunnery were gradually dyed with gold, and this golden yellow spread quickly to the entire Mogan Mountain like a plague, and spread along the Mogan Mountain to the Tianmu Mountain Range on the west side.

Zhang Muxian's heart moved, and he had a trace of realization in his heart, this was Guanyin's dojo to fight for Wei Hu through the hand of King Anle. But there is another trace of doubt in my heart, Tianmu Mountain is the dojo that was given to Wei Hu when he was a god, Wei Hu is one of the seven saints of the gods, and after being a god, he is even more committed to Buddhism and was named Wei Dao Bodhisattva, Buddhism and Taoism, Guanyin is so blatantly robbing his dojo, is he not afraid of causing an internal war in Buddhism?

Zhang Muxian turned around and walked down the mountain, and said in his heart: "Is it really as I guessed, Guanyin and King An Le teamed up to play a trick of privately releasing military rations, taking the opportunity to seal the gods and compete with Wei Hu for the dojo? ”