Chapter 380 Consequences of Revealing the Ghost Bride's Veil
"Hey!"
Ye Chen waved his hand to say hello, and asked with a smile to the graceful ghost bride who was sitting still:
"Well, can you pull down the red veil and let me see it? I haven't seen what the ghost bride looks like."
Ghost Bride:....
She didn't answer, but just stared at him, her eyes getting colder and colder, so that the temperature in the ghost sedan became lower and lower.
This ghost sedan is a ghost weapon, just like a practitioner's magical weapon. However, it is not made by the ghost bride, but formed by nature.
The ghost bride is usually formed when the bride dies suddenly on her wedding day. The soaring resentment turns the ghost bride and the entire wedding team into ghosts, and the ghost sedan also turns into a natural ghost weapon. This is an independent space in which the ghost bride
Her power will be greatly increased, and even ghosts more powerful than her will not be able to defeat her.
Under normal circumstances, Ye Chen couldn't defeat the ghost bride in this ghost sedan. The space was too small to take out the sword, and there was no room to move around. He couldn't even cast a spell at such a close distance.
Fortunately, the situation is not normal. He has a divine general who protects him. In this small space...
A flawless but cold-as-ice jade hand reached out and struck Ye Chen. The protective diamond talisman and the clothes on his chest were smashed to pieces on the spot. A huge yin energy suppressed the pure yang magic he had inspired and pressed it on his chest.
A cyan palm print appeared on the muscle, and a sharp cold air immediately spread to the surrounding skin.
"boom!"
Ye Chen was pressed hard against the wall of the ghost sedan that was as cold as iron. He spurted out a column of white mist in one breath. He violently purified the Yang mana and circulated in the meridians of his body, expelling the cold air that had seeped into his body and melting it. He suddenly raised his head and knocked heavily on his forehead.
The "bang" sound on the ghost bride's head was like hitting a piece of black ice, which was both cold and painful.
"What an amazing ghost bride!"
After just one move, Ye Chen knew how powerful it was. He didn't dare to play with fire anymore. He decisively summoned the spirit gourd with a thought in his mind. White light spurted out. A huge golden body suddenly fell down and suppressed the ghost sedan. A powerful force came from
The protector gushed out from his body, and the air in the ghost sedan seemed to become thick and solid.
The ghost bride seemed to be stimulated at the moment when the guardian general appeared. Her wedding dress automatically changed without any wind. The temperature in the ghost sedan suddenly dropped by dozens of degrees, as if she had arrived at the South Pole in an instant. Even if Ye Chen had pure Yang magic power to protect his body,
I also felt that my hands and feet were cold and a little stiff.
"beat!"
The Protector God followed his will, clenched his thick arm and smashed it down hard, colliding with the ghost bride's petite hand, 'Boom!' The sinister wind roared in the narrow ghost sedan, and a powerful shock wave pressed him heavily against the wall.
"boom!"
The ghost bride squatted heavily on the ground, and was forced down by the terrifying power of the protector. Ye Chen rubbed his back and stood up. With a thought in his mind, the protector moved a gap to the side. He walked to the ghost bride,
The red gauze scarf on her head remained motionless during such a fierce battle, as if it was growing on it.
After clapping his hands, he picked up the golden mace and gestured up and down in front of the ghost bride, saying:
"Be honest now, hey, let me see what the ghost bride looks like!"
After saying that, he placed the golden mace in his hand on the red gauze scarf and slowly raised it.
"Um!"
Ye Chen felt that the coldness and murderous intent in the eyes under the scarf quickly disappeared the moment he lifted the scarf, and at the same time, the turbulent Yin Qi on the ghost bride's body slowly subsided.
"What the hell?"
He hesitated for a moment, but the curiosity in his heart took over. He slowly lifted up the red gauze scarf with his golden mace, slowly revealing a white, flawless and almost perfect chin profile.
"Huh?"
Ye Chen was surprised. The face under the gauze scarf was more beautiful than he expected. At first, he thought it was a face that looked like a monster welcoming a bride outside, or a ferocious and twisted grimace. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a beautiful face. It was just that
A little pale.
After a pause, he slowly pulled up the gauze completely, revealing a beautiful girl's face, wearing a phoenix crown and a Xiapei, solemn and sacred, this is the most beautiful moment in a woman's life, but on this day
He suddenly died in a misfortune, and his overwhelming resentment turned into a terrifying ghost bride.
After looking at the beautiful face in front of him for a long time, Ye Chen's movements froze for a long time. The ghost bride also looked at him silently for a long time. He had a bad premonition in his heart.
The premonition soon came true. The ghost bride suddenly showed a shy expression and lowered her head. She pinched the corner of her clothes with her pale hands and said softly in a soft and round voice:
"My family name is Lu and my name is Hanlian. I have met my husband!"
"Damn it!"
Ye Chen suddenly felt dizzy and dizzy. He never thought that pulling up the ghost bride's red gauze scarf would have such consequences.
Of course he knew that only the husband could pull off the bride's headscarf, but the problem was that this was a ghost bride. She was a ghost. Only a ghost knew that the ghost bride was like this. She stood in the ghost sedan and looked at the ghost bride sitting on her knees like a little daughter-in-law.
, Ye Chen felt a headache.
Outside the ghost sedan, the coachman raised his knife and slashed, cutting an imp who was beating the gong into two halves. The imp turned into a stream of yin energy and disappeared.
The four attendants formed a circle back to back and surrounded Wang Zhonglin in the center. Each held a magic weapon in front of him. This magic weapon was a set. A layer of white light poured out from the magic weapon to form a circle around them.
The circle light curtain blocks out the ghosts in the wedding procession.
Wang Zhonglin threw away the silver sword in his hand and pointed at the silver sword. A layer of dragon patterns immediately appeared on the sword body. With a long roar of a dragon, the silver light on the silver sword surged and turned into a three-foot-long line in mid-air.
A lifelike silver dragon flew out and penetrated several ghosts. The ghosts' bodies burned with silver flames and were quickly burned to ashes.
The silver dragon circled the carriage, and more than a dozen ghosts were wiped out. Seeing this, the old woman in front of the ghost sedan grabbed a handful of red flowers from the flower basket and sprinkled them, turning into ghost figures with big fists dragging red light and rushing towards them.
This ghost was extremely fast, and the silver dragon only swallowed half of it in one turn. The remaining dozens of ghosts jumped over the silver dragon and threw white light at the four servants. They hit the light screen and exploded, and the light screen shook violently dozens of times.
It was later forcibly torn apart.
But at this time, Wang Zhonglin had finished casting the spell. A silver ball of light as big as his head was suspended above his head. As he stretched out his finger, the ball of light exploded like fireworks and turned into countless thin silver threads. The ghost shadow was covered by the silver threads.
As soon as it was shot, it was penetrated and exploded, and the ghosts in the sky were swept away in an instant.
The remaining force of the silver thread continued to fall like laser rain all over the sky, and the ghost bodies of the remaining ghosts were pierced one by one and shot into a sieve, and then disappeared into a ball of Yin Qi on the spot.
With only two moves, the ghost wedding team was wiped out. The four attendants dispersed. Wang Zhonglin reached out and took back the silver dragon and turned it into a silver sword. He quickly walked to the ghost sedan and circled the ghost sedan with a solemn expression. The coachman raised
The knife also circled around and asked in a buzzing voice:
"Master, is this sect leader dead?"
Wang Zhonglin shook his head:
"Brother Guan Zong has quite a lot of magical power and is good at... fighting. He should be fine."
