When the Ghost Immortal King Jing regathered the power of the incense belief to repair the incarnation of the gods, Zhang Qian had already understood that with these tens of thousands of Yin Spirits continuously providing incense beliefs, this incarnation of the gods could not be destroyed at all, and the only way to draw money from the bottom of the kettle was to draw salary. However, tens of thousands of Yin Spirits are not so easy to be swept away, not to mention that this King Jing will not sit back and watch Zhang Qian shake his foundation, and will inevitably command all the ghosts to form a large array to contend with him, and will not let him succeed easily, and he naturally knows this, so he did not show his killing intentions to the tens of thousands of Yin Spirits in the city, and the spearhead is still aimed at the ghost and god incarnation of the Ghost Immortal King Jing, and after those few giant trees are cut off, they are like green dragons spreading their bodies and growing again.

Countless branches branched out from the broken place, strong and powerful, like the hideous minions of ancient beasts, grabbing towards the body of the ghost god above the heavenly dome.

King Jing was furious, raised his hands high, caused the wind and thunder, and smashed down.

The void trembled, the branches of the giant trees were broken into dust, floating in the void, as if a fog covering the sky and the sun, and was ignited by a thunderstorm, it was actually ignited in the sky, the snowflakes melted in the flames, like boiling water poured down from the sky, a white scene between the sky and the earth, nothing could be seen clearly, until the boiling rain gradually cooled, the heaven and the earth gradually returned to clarity, only to find that the giant trees stood alone in the center of the city, like those huge stone pillars in the ruins of the ancient temple, the city was quiet, only the sound of dripping water from the eaves, and the sound of the wind lingering in the streets and alleys, as well as the frightened sobbing of the soul, making people feel a burst of desolation。

The entire city has been destroyed beyond recognition, and the roots of the giant trees have spread everywhere, drilling holes into the flat inner city one after another, exposing the earth and rocks, cracks and devastation.

The broken branches and fallen leaves of the giant trees, as well as the black plaster from the burning, covered all the streets and roofs in a thick layer, and mixed with the melting snow, making it look unusually muddy.

King Jing's hands hung slightly, standing in the clouds, his anger was vented, and his heart was calm, and after a fight, he was also a little tired, so he collected his magical powers, and waited and watched the changes, and he didn't want to fight too fiercely to destroy the popular dragon veins in this Puyang City, and in his opinion, Zhang Qian was already at the end of the strong crossbow, not worth his labor, his eyes fell, and fell on the more humble figure between the streets and alleys, only to see that the breath on his body was much weaker than before, obviously the consumption of pure yang true qi exceeded the limit, and now it was no longer able to support the operation of the divine power, and the giant trees on both sides of the streets and alleys began to wither with his gradually dimming gaze, withered, and the Otogi aura contained in the trunk passed quickly.

The trees spawned by the spell violate the laws of nature and cannot last long, as long as the spell is collected, the aura of the Otogi that is forcibly gathered will be dispersed, so the method of spawning is also called "the flower blooms instantly", and it blooms in an instant, and declines in an instant.

Those few people hugged the thick pine and cypress, and in just a few breaths, they turned into powder, like moth-eaten rotten wood, and collapsed in an instant.

The sawdust dust that obscured the sky and the sun shattered like a huge wave that fell on the head, and then swept through the entire city.

King Jing quietly took all this in his eyes, the trace of solemnity and anger on his face gradually turned into stereotypical indifference, and he no longer included Zhang Qian in the category that could threaten him, and naturally he would not be affected by such an insignificant character, his eyes were as cold as the night, and then he gently raised his hand and pressed towards it, heavy and slow, as easy and casual as crushing an ant, the voice in his mouth was dull, which made people tremble, and said in a tone to the dying person: "No matter people, ghosts, Demon, those who know the times are Junjie, don't always use your background as an iron coupon for Danshu, the Taoist priests who died in the hands of this king are not only the number of two hands, and there is not more than one of you. ”

"It's too early to get carried away, isn't it?"

Without the slightest fright, his tone was calm, as if he was asking the other party, "Have you eaten?" Before he had time to recall, he heard a cracking sound from the city in all directions, like a bud crushing a hard husk, and as if a stone rolled over a rock, although the sound was slight like dust drifting in the air, there was nothing peculiar, but it was dense to a certain extent, but it formed a trembling atmosphere, as if the entire city was quietly shattering, and it seemed that tens of millions of poisonous snakes broke out of their shells, and a frenzy was formed in an instant。

Click, click...... King Jing suddenly changed color, his consciousness spread, and he saw that many young shoots suddenly grew in the layer of mud covering the city, like a nursery bred by a farmer, dense, like a layer of green blanket, streets, alleys, eaves, The ruins and even the damp canals were all paved, leaving no blank space, and a strong vitality floated up, and some weak souls of the Tao were disturbed by it, and immediately collapsed again, and the roots of these green plants had been deeply carved into the pond, obviously not ordinary rice seedlings, only in a moment when he was stunned, these green plants grew like crazy, all of them were pines and cypresses.

In an instant, the whole city swept through, and the entire city did not even have ruins left in an instant, and a vast and surging "Cangmu Spiritual Qi" rose to the sky with the crazy growth of the forest.

The pine and cypress are as straight as a sword!

The tens of thousands of yin spirits who came to worship in the city were swallowed up by this dark green sea in an instant. Interspersed with fragmentation, and then even the remaining yin and evil qi was washed away by the vitality emanating from the forest, directly wiped out, even if there are those who are profound, but for a moment they don't want to recondense the soul, and there are very few, they can't provide enough incense faith, King Jing's ghost and god incarnation immediately declined, only to see that the huge body began to dissipate, the smoke and clouds curled, and the huge palm that overturned the pressure shrank several times in an instant, and scattered into a cloud of qi, and there was no more oppressive heavy texture before.

"Thief!" King Jing was furious and furious.

He never expected that Zhang Qian would secretly cross Chen Cang on the plank road of Ming Xiu, and play a trick on him under his nose, wiping out all the tens of thousands of yin spirits in the city, so that his ghost and god incarnation immediately lost the source of power, unable to maintain the body, and at the moment before the body collapsed, he gathered all his strength to crush it, the vast power of faith was like a mountain, and the emaciated camel was bigger than a horse, and now although he was slashed at the root of the key point, this ghost and god incarnation still has a power that cannot be underestimated, especially a desperate blow, it is even more shocking, those scattered smoke clouds are like five fingers grabbing, and in an instant all the power of faith in the void is gathered。

Sooner or later, this ghost and god incarnation will collapse and disperse, and this King Jing is also extremely decisive, so he simply pushes the boat and destroys it.

Then all the power was integrated into the handprint, and the original collapsed form was re-condensed in an instant, becoming a flesh and blood fist, as if it had been cut off from the giant's body, with a fierce force, smashing towards the ant-like figure in the alley, the fist was still several feet in the air, and the bluestone pavement slab in the alley had been shattered into powder, and the entire area was three feet shorter than the others, showing a deep fist mark.

And Zhang Qian was standing in the fist seal at this time, and the fist that roared down was like a meteorite falling from the sky, with a huge force that seemed to be able to easily crush him into a mass of erosive flesh and blood.

However, he had no intention of dodging, he raised his head slightly, and it was already pitch black above, and the fist was as sharp as a sword.

Zhang Qian waved his hand, and a portal suddenly appeared in the void.

The huge fist mark crashed into it like a mud cow entering the sea, and without setting off a single wave, it was frozen in the void by an invisible huge force.

Zhang Qian actually used the Linglong ** tower to directly put this fist seal into the dust cave to suppress and seal it, although this punch is powerful, but it is a gecko with a broken tail, King Jing has no intention of fighting with him, so he used this to buy time for his own escape, not to control it at all, otherwise how could he break into the Linglong ** tower in a daze, although the power of faith contained in this fist seal is terrifying, almost not inferior to the half of Yang Guihua's right arm, but how is it Linglong** Tower opponent, caught in it, even Zhang Qian himself did not dare to guarantee that he would be able to retreat with his whole body, and this huge fist was suppressed without any suspense, almost only in an instant.

If he relied on his own strength, this fist mark would naturally not hurt him, but it would cost him to break it, which was extremely not cost-effective.

Moreover, he plans to reunite the gods for the city god of Puyang City, and these power of faith cannot bear to be scattered, which was originally condensed with his edict, and can be directly used in the future.

Although exquisite** Ta he does not want to expose too early, so as not to attract others to covet, but it does not mean that this reason for the spirit treasure can not be shown to the public, although he has such a heavy treasure in a casual cultivation, it is really suspicious, but now he has such a figure as Emperor Donghua behind him in the secret support, presumably no one will ask him if he has such qualifications, so he will use it, of course, he will not deliberately reveal this treasure, and no one dares to talk too much about it, but secretly attracting flies, snakes and rats is also a headache, at this time he uses LinglongThe tower was only in an instant, and the portal only appeared for a brief moment, and then it closed.

When King Najing came back to his senses, the Linglong ** Pagoda had turned into a grain of fine sand again, and it was dormant in the blood veins in his body.

In the void, King Jing still stood silently in place, his expression full of shock and surprise.

Lost the incarnation of the ghost god, he swept the floor majestically, no longer as domineering as before, looking at the empty streets, for a while his head was a little unable to turn, he did his best to abandon the car to protect the handsome's blow, how did it disappear in the blink of an eye, if it weren't for a huge handprint on the ground, he really thought it was just a dream before, he quickly recalled in his mind, and analyzed the information felt by the divine sense, it seemed that in the previous moment, in the void where the fist mark passed, a portal appeared, and the fist mark rushed into it, only to disappear, a wave of shame rushed to his heart, and then he understood, I was put twice by Zhang Qian in succession!

First of all, the Ming Xiu plank road secretly crossed the Chen Cang, and let people be deceived by the group, and when it was reflected, tens of thousands of yin spirits had been wiped out and were drawn from the bottom of the kettle.

Then he tried his best to fight back, but let people wait for the rabbit, as if they opened their mouths to catch food, and ate directly into the abdomen, without even spitting out a bone.

If he had a little intention to manipulate before, he would never crash into that dust cave in a daze, at least he could have been around with Zhang Qian for a while, but unfortunately he was in a hurry to escape, but he was in a mess.

However, although the shame is ashamed, this King Jing can mix one of the five ghost kings in the chaotic ghost city of Xudu, and he still has some brains, and now most of the power is used to maintain the operation of the large array in the Taoist temple, and only thirty percent of the power can be divided to deal with this person, if the incarnation of the ghost god is not broken, there is still a chance of winning, but now there is only "escape" This word is a clever plan, not to mention that this person's strength is strong and invincible, and he is carrying a heavy treasure, although he has not seen the whole picture of that spirit treasure before, and he has not even captured the breath, but if it is a fine dust cave in the ordinary spirit treasure, swallowing that fist seal alive, I am afraid that he will not be able to withstand the huge momentum contained in it and collapse.

But in this world, there has not even set off a trace of turmoil, and this treasure is probably not an ordinary thing.

If so, what are the odds?

Immediately, he had the intention of retreating, and his body was like a trace of water evaporating, dissipating into the air, and there was no breath at all.

Although he separated a wisp of divine soul less than two or three miles away from the Taoist temple, but fled in a straight line, the ghost was light and qualityless, although it was flexible, but not good at speed, but how could it be faster than the monk's supernatural powers, and directly fleeing back was tantamount to hitting the muzzle of the person's gun, and after hiding the figure, he immediately dispersed into the unknown place of the void, trying to detour into the formation, the ghost and fairy absorbed the pure yang qi of the world, yin and yang balanced each other, and the breath was already extremely restrained, suddenly chilled all over the body.

Zhang Qian's gaze was like that of an eagle falcon, and although he was several miles away, he was firmly staring at him......

"How could he see me!" King Jing looked shocked, he walked around in the void, Zhang Qian's eyes followed him around, he reflected that even if he was sluggish, he also understood, this person saw through his own hiding, he was very puzzled in his heart, he clearly restrained his breath, with this realm, it is impossible to sense his own existence, and the body is scattered, like air, it is impossible for people to see, it is really incredible, but now is not the time to consider this, when the cold invades the whole body, his whole person has turned into a cold and piercing cold wind, and it is quickly swept towards the Taoist temple four or five miles away, like an arrow from the string！

Since he has seen through his own hiding, it is pointless to hide and hide, it is purely to cover his ears and steal the bell, and he has returned to the formation as quickly as possible.

In the streets and alleys, Zhang Qian moved.

His knees were slightly bent, and he didn't cast any magical spells, only a click, as if the plates of the earth were shattering under his feet.

His whole person was like a cannon ejected from the chamber, rising into the sky, the earth and stones in the streets and alleys were flying, and the ruins of buildings on both sides were shocked by this force, as if all the shattered things were suspended in the air, and then they were swept away by a stormy wave, and the whole street and alley were in a mess in an instant, and they were destroyed by magical spells before, at least there were some broken walls and ruins remaining, and the ruins of the city could be seen, and now after this burst of power swept away, it has been completely destroyed, like a dry land that has been plowed thousands of times, just before this street and alley was destroyed, Zhang Qian was still standing quietly in the middle of the street, and when the dust was filled, his whole person was already miles away！

In a split second!

The strength of the flesh in battle is on full display, flexible and swift!

If you cast a magic spell, although Zhang Qian can also achieve this instantaneous speed of several miles, or even faster, it requires a relatively long preparation period, such as using the White Tiger Star Qi, first spread the true qi in the meridians and blood of the whole body, and then the divine sense senses the White Tiger Star in the sky, and echoes it, so that it can fly through the air, although the whole process is not slow, but in terms of the distance of four or five miles, when he breaks through the air and flies, then King Jing may have already entered the formation. However, the power of the body has no such drawbacks, the movement is in the heart, and the mind moves, and the whole person is already several miles away, and the king of Najing is quickly startled, and the flight trajectory deviates by half a zhang.

I only felt a gust of wind coming towards me, and when I looked sideways, the evil star was close at hand, and my face changed suddenly.

With a wave of his hand, the wind gusted in his sleeve, and he blocked it.

Zhang Qian's eyes were scorching, like two small suns, staring at King Jing was tingling, as if the scorching sun was baking, extremely uncomfortable, and now this half of the soul only cared about escaping, was suddenly intercepted, and was in a hurry, how could he stop him, the fierce god, like scratching the boots, the yin wind swept on his body, only blowing off a few strands of his hair. His hand is called "Bone Yin Wind", which is a kind of punishment for torturing the guilty in the underworld, ordinary cultivators let a wisp blow, and immediately the soul is shattered, and the flesh and blood are separated, which is extremely powerful, but for Zhang Qian, it is useless at all, his leakless spirit body is comparable to a high-level spirit treasure, how can it be easily blown by the wind.

Although the divine soul was disturbed, it didn't matter at all, but blew away the seal prohibition on the listening palace by a few points, making his thoughts clearer.

Then Zhang Qian grabbed it with one palm, and the fire in his palm surged, all of which were incomparably pure sun divine fire, brilliant and dazzling.

However, without waiting for the true fire of the sun to burn King Jing's body, Zhang Qian's palm set off a violent wind to smash the entire head into pieces, wisps of condensed like water Yin Qi frantically dispersed, fleeing in all directions, consciousness was never extinguished, and there was a heart to escape, it can be seen how deep this human path is, if you change to an ordinary ghost, the soul is defeated by a palm, it must become an idiot, only wait for the soul to reunite to regain consciousness.

However, Zhang Qian naturally would not let him succeed, and the true fire of the sun in his palm suddenly erupted, shooting out ten thousand rays of light, instantly wiping out countless yin qi swimming in the void!

(To be continued)