In the raging amber flames, thousands of heads were thrown to the opposite side by Liang De's arms that were dancing in the sky.
He didn't have such a bad taste that he kept growing his head to make weapons. He just made the mass-produced Gangqi Rain Explosive Bomb into the shape of his head in order to confront those toads and monsters.
For a moment, the entire carriage was Liang De's "head", and the malicious smile on the bomb made the ghosts from the depths of the underworld feel a little chilly.
Dazzling white light shot out from the eyes, ears, mouth and nose of the human head bombs, and thousands of bombs exploded in the air at the same time.
A fluffy Gangqi needle as thin as an ox's hair penetrated the thick Yin Qi, beating the pumpkin-sized corpse heads into pumpkin paste.
Liang De's fighting was on the rise, his martial arts soul was running at full strength, Ren Du's engine turned on the deflagration mode, and the production and throwing speed of human head bombs reached a new high.
At this time, a green-skinned certificate suddenly appeared in his martial arts soul, and a powerful and powerful force radiated from the deputy director-level virgin certificate and spread to every corner of Liang De's body and soul.
The majestic golden light of destroying demons shone through the ghost cave of the carriage. Thousands of toads and ghosts were defeated in front of this pure Yang power. They screamed and ran away with their heads in their hands, but this only slightly slowed down their demise.
Wherever the golden light passes, no corpse remains.
The thick Yin Qi in the entire carriage was swept away by Liang De's demon-breaking golden light. The disgusting yellow-green juice, the Yin Qi sarcoma on the inner wall of the carriage, and the Yin Qi pool that produced the long-tongued toads were all wiped out by this.
The strongest and most powerful force of pure Yang swept away everything.
It turns out that the "bachelor" special effect of the deputy director-level virginity certificate increases pure yang, demon-breaking, and evil-repelling attributes... I thought it was a passive one.
Liang De was slightly shocked by his powerful virgin power. He withdrew the demon-breaking golden light and got out of the hole he dug when he came.
"Has everything been resolved?"
Liang De looked up and saw Bai Hekong manipulating two carriages newly made with Huanhai Xuanqi, quietly replacing the two carriages at the front and rear of the train.
After the docking of the new carriage was completed, Bai Hekong snapped his fingers, causing the blue Mimic blocking the door to blow out a strong stream of air to blow the hero and heroine into the carriage, and then closed the door with a bang.
“Everything is ready, let’s start the first exciting level!”
Inside the train, the sealed door between the carriages opened automatically. Haruya Hodaka and Kanade Haruna, who had been blown down by the strong wind, got up from the ground and looked at the forest illusion in the carriage ahead, feeling at a loss.
Amid the tinkling sound of the music box, a toy bear with a metal clockwork key stuck in its back walked out of the carriage innocently and bowed to the dull-looking faces of Haruya Hodaka and Kanade Haruna.
"Hello, I am the owner of this forest. Chosen children, do you need help?"
…
The unknown world on this shore is outside the true station at the intersection of the Yin and Yang worlds.
Three people in strange costumes suddenly appeared in this extremely dark and barren mountain.
One is a burly monk holding a Zen staff. He is wearing a fashionable cassock that looks like it is sewn from a floral shirt. Around his neck is a string of prayer beads the size of a bowling ball. Each prayer bead looks only a little smaller than his head.
.
One is a haggard old man wearing a straw hat, holding a thin T-shaped crutch in his hand, a thick hemp rope tied around his waist, and wooden stilts nearly half a meter high under his feet.
Stilts allowed the old man in the straw hat to smoothly hold the overgrown iron crutch in his hand.
The last person was a young man in his twenties, wearing a brown casual suit. If he hadn't torn off the sleeves of his suit and shirt, exposing two thick muscular arms, he was waving a stick.
A wooden bat with many rusty iron nails on it looks no different from an ordinary office worker.
The burly monk glanced at the young man who started to hit his head with a bat because he was restless, and said:
"Mr. Hodaka, please be patient. Your appearance is as usual. My brother probably just strayed into the edge of the underworld and has not encountered any fatal danger."
The young man known as Mr. Hotaka put down the bat and rubbed his fierce face hard. It took him a while to calm down.
"Master Chenghai, please help me. Chunya is my grandfather's favorite grandson. If anything happens to him, I will definitely be thrown into the eighteenth level of hell by the old man!"
The old man on stilts wearing a straw hat laughed sharply and said:
"Don't worry, Brother Hotaka, if the three strongest psychic detectives in Edogawa District work together, will there be anything we can't do?
Chenghai, have you found the entrance?"
Monk Chenghai turned the huge Buddhist beads around his neck, and a pair of copper bells shone brightly in his big eyes.
The smooth paint surface of the beads reflects the flow of Yin Qi in this place, and the thin threads are intertwined. Only those with psychic abilities who are well versed in this way can find the rules.
"It's strange, it's strange..."
Monk Chenghai put down his beads and said to his two companions:
"Judging from the intensity of the Yin Qi here, the terminus of that ghost train must be here.
But I just used the Pearl of All Things to explore, but I still can't find the gap where the two realms of Yin and Yang meet.
It’s like a seamless celestial garment that makes it impossible for anyone to start.”
"Seamless heavenly clothes? Then why not just tear it apart!"
A layer of orange-like white lines suddenly lit up on the withered old face of the straw hat old man. He raised the thin T-shaped iron crutch in his hand high, and the tip of the iron crutch emitted bursts of chill under the catalysis of the power of blood, turning into a little
The sharp edge that was enough to tear through the barrier between Yin and Yang was like cold lightning that struck into the darkness in front of him.
Outside the train, Bai Hekong frowned and looked up into the sky.
"What's wrong?"
"Someone is tearing off the tape I stuck on, and after a few dozen more tears, he might tear it off.
Once, twice, three times... he stopped."
"I'd better go out and take a look. Please help me keep an eye on the camera. Don't forget to take a close-up at the critical moment."
"Can't you clone yourself? Leave a clone to keep an eye on me."
"My clone can do some rough work, but it can't make too complicated judgments. If I stay here, it might even bite the camera."
"Okay, okay, I know, go ahead."
Bai Hekong watched the holographic image transmitted back from the carriage with great interest, and waved his hand to Liang De to stop talking and leave quickly.
Liang De put his physical body into Haina Huanzang, and the martial arts soul escaped from Qunzhen Station and returned to the barren mountains in the underworld.
I saw an old man in a straw hat, who was as thin as dried bonito, sitting on the ground huffing and puffing. A monk in colorful clothes and a strong man with bare arms gathered around the old man with concern, feeding him water and rubbing his back.
"I... I am just exhausted for a moment. I will definitely be able to... after I rest for a while..."
The old man in the straw hat huffed and puffed for a long time, and said nothing for a long time.
The strong man and the monk walked to the side of the tree and talked in a low voice.
"Brother Hodaka, even Mr. Sagamibo can't open the passage. You should go home and ask your grandfather to light the incense and directly recall your brother's soul to the ancestral hall."
1. Thanks to Abu 2, Chu Cheng, One Piece Oda, Vacuum Spherical Dog, and book friends for their rewards, and thank you all for your subscription and voting support. 2. Subscriptions for serious literature have increased by more than 20% recently, and Dougou is dancing with joy. 3.