Chapter 150 Qiankun Jade Dew
"Young monk, how dare you!"
Seeing that Gui Ya was injured by the red lotus fire, He Cangwu's face was filled with anger.
But when I saw the red flames on my body, I couldn't help but feel fear in my heart.
"What's this?"
His face was pale, and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes.
"Heaven and Earth Fire?!"
His reaction was very quick, and he was busy secretly using his true energy to suppress it.
Seeing that the red lotus karma fire was successfully planted on He Cangwu's body, Li Chen breathed a sigh of relief.
It should all be over now.
But I never expected it.
A green light shone on He Cangwu's body, directly surrounding the red lotus karma fire, and the flames instantly became much weaker.
Only then did Li Chen remember the ruined temple in Xiangyang Village.
He Cangwu's junior brother also used ghost fire to attack him.
But not only was He Cangwu not seriously injured at that time, he instead coaxed his junior brother to take back the ghost fire.
Is there something in him that can restrain the strange fire?!
【What kind of flame is this?】
[It’s actually more difficult to deal with than a ghost or a will-o’-the-wisp!]
"Amitabha~"
"You can actually withstand the burning of the red lotus karma fire."
Li Chen's eyes widened.
After he obtained the Red Lotus Fire, he never failed.
It is the first time today that I have seen someone who can resist the red lotus karma fire.
"Huh~"
He Cangwu stared at Li Chen coldly and then said: "Little monk, you are indeed extraordinary."
"It's just bad luck. I happen to have a drop of 'Qiankun Jade Dew' on my body, which is specially used to wrap strange fire."
As soon as he finished speaking, He Cangwu took out two pills from his arms.
One of them, Li Chen recognized, was Shaji's Burning Eyebrow Pill.
The other one is red with cinnabar and has the fragrance of cinnabar.
Two pills in one mouth.
He Cangwu began to gather a lot of ghost energy on his body.
More and more gloomy.
Roar~
Human hair and demonic roar.
He Cangwu's eyes turned an evil red.
Looking through the mirror, everything is garbled.
The Ghost King returns to seek his life.
Only this time, outside of the ghostly aura, there was a faint thread of demonic aura.
He... is possessed!
follow me?!
"...The Ghost King is angry!"
Ghost King Ning Gang seems to be wearing a piece of hell armor.
His eyes were so pale that they suddenly glowed red, revealing endless anger.
Opening its fangs and huge mouth, it was like the roar of hell.
The Ghost King is angry, Huangquan Road.
Three souls are making noise, seven souls are jumping!
An extremely powerful sound wave filled my ears.
Everything around seems to be dying.
…
"That's the Ghost King's anger! Cover your ears!"
I don't know when, a star rose above the Nvnu Lake.
On the road leading to the island in the middle of the lake, Shushan Zhaoyang stands with its sword condensed.
Behind him, everyone blocked their ears. Even though they were so far away, they still felt uneasy.
The reflection of the wonders of ‘Tianshu’ made the surrounding ghost ants dare not move forward.
He frowned, the aftereffects of drunkenness were still there, but he was secretly worried in his heart.
He Cangwu's Ghost King's Wrath requires a trace of demonic energy to be used.
Every time you use it, you will suffer its own consequences.
But it is also extremely powerful.
I hope the little monk can survive.
Looking at the ghost ants lingering outside the starlight, Zhaoyang did not dare to move an inch.
The secret mirror of the Xuanjing Division has long predicted changes in the southwest.
Therefore, the Shushan Sword Sect asked Zhaoyang to come and assist in the investigation.
But no one expected that it was the collaboration between He Lianchen and the Ghost Cult.
"Junior brother, are you okay?"
Another star spectacle, shining brightly.
As the two stars get closer, they seem to emit more intense light.
With two people guarding the intersection, the ghost ants couldn't get past the island in the middle of the lake.
This person is none other than Tianxuan Sword Mingjiang, who is also the Seven-Star Sword Prime Minister and married into his daughter's village.
The wonder of the Seven-Star Sword Formation, with the seven-star fetters, can form a Seven-Star Sword Formation.
Therefore, when Tianxuan Jianmingjiang entered the village to marry his daughter, the elders of Shushan came to regret their marriage.
However, Ming Jiang and the girl fell in love with each other, and in the end the master was so angry that he jumped to his feet.
"Brother, I'm fine, I just haven't slept well these past few days."
Zhaoyang didn't dare to say that he was drunk.
You have to know his character when he enters the arena, he is the Shushan Wine and Sword Fairy~
People can collapse, but people cannot!
At this time, Zhaoyang looked in the air, and Fen Ji was pressing down Venerable Guizhu and beating him hard.
So he changed the subject and said, "I didn't expect Mr. Fen Ji to be really secretive."
Ming Jiang smiled: "Of course."
"Mr. Fen Ji is the 'light of patriarchy' in our daughter's village."
"A role model for all sons-in-law!"
"The light of patriarchy...?"
Zhaoyang was speechless.
"But the main problem now is how to deal with these ghost ants."
Looking at the dense black clouds on the ground, the two fell silent.
…
Compared to Ghost King Xiao, Ghost King Nu's soul attack leaves no room for action.
Li Chen is in the middle of the sound wave, just for a moment.
I had a splitting headache and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The soul has been severely damaged, and even the yellow spring water cannot quickly nourish it.
What's more important is that the body starts to become a little stiff.
My whole body felt like lead.
Standing like a zombie, jumping and jumping.
Three souls are making noise, seven souls are jumping!
Turns out that’s what it means.
Fortunately, he had taken a sip of wine beforehand.
There is still half a mouthful in the mouth.
At this moment, he made a quick decision, and as soon as Xiu opened his mouth, a wine dragon flew out.
┗|｀O′|┛meow~~
In the extremely powerful angry sound waves of the Ghost King, it swayed, ups and downs.
In the end, it lived up to expectations.
A dragon roar interrupted the ghost king's anger.
Then it turned into wine mist and dragon breath, and got into the opponent's nostrils.
He Cangwu was in a 'drunk' state and only had half a breath.
Li Chen didn't dare to delay.
Holding back a splitting headache, the four hands slowly began to approach.
This is the last pose of the "Hundred and Eight Worries", which is to join the hands and take refuge.
When Li Chen was in the state of obsession just now, he had already fired hundreds of moves in the "Hundred and Eight Worries".
At this time, once you put your hands together, the power of the hundreds of moves you used before is combined into one move and explodes instantly.
Coupled with Li Chen's magical power Thousand Hands.
In other words, two pairs of palms are placed together for refuge.
The endless worries in my heart surged into my heart.
His original moon-white monk's robe had long since turned into rags.
As the true energy surged, the strips of cloth on his body swayed.
At this time, I have a heroic spirit in my chest, a murderous spirit in my heart, plus countless worries.
Ah~
Li Chen finally couldn't bear it anymore and looked up to the sky and screamed.
He used almost all his strength.
Both palms slowly came closer.
A little less, just a little.
The annoyance filling my mind has reached the critical point.
Just like the monk who prayed to Buddha.
I feel depressed beyond measure.
The sky is filled with gods and Buddhas, and I don’t know where they are going.
There is only one thought left in my mind:
A hundred and eighty troubles... I just want to pray!
Pa~
Put your hands together!
In an instant, the Xiangfei Valley was filled with wind and clouds.
All one hundred and seventy-five prayers, after overlapping, are combined into two palms between the four hands.
Boom~
In the gloomy ghostly aura, the outline of a pair of huge palm prints condensed.
Suddenly, faint Zen singing sounded in the Xiangfei Valley.
The shadow of the palm breaks through the darkness, like the first ray of light in the world.
The "Hundred Eight Worries of Worship" itself is a wonderful method passed down by the Buddha himself.
It contains endless Zen meaning.
He Cangwu woke up from his 'drunk' state.
Seeing the condensed palm shadow in the void, he didn't dare to hesitate.
Ghost King Ninggang shook his head.
"The Ghost King is angry!"
The sound waves were devastating, and everything in front of them collapsed one after another.
The golden palm shadow sandwiched Ghost King Ning Gang's clasped hands together.
Bang~
Black air permeates the air.
Like a burst ink sac.
The two resist each other and eliminate each other.
In the chaos, Li Chen spit out a mouthful of blood and felt that the three souls were separated and the seven souls were stiff.
The Ghost King's anger just now severely damaged his three souls and seven souls.
At this time, it can only move sideways like a zombie, stumbling and jumping.
Suddenly, I heard the sound of rumbling water coming from my ears.
When I looked up, I saw a waterfall, falling from the sky like a white waterfall.
Feiyunjian!
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