I carefully looked at Ying Tianming and found that this guy was a little less calm and a little more fierce than usual. In addition, his energy and spirit were not as strong as they were at the beginning. There seemed to be a
Feeling of exhaustion.
I suddenly laughed. The Ghost King of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Valley is not a vegetarian. Although he is no match for Ying Tianming, he was trapped all night and consumed a lot of his energy.
If this is the case, it means that winning destiny is not invincible.
However, although Ying Tianming was not in a good mental state, he was still in a crushing state against these exorcists from Jiangxi. Therefore, he was still extremely arrogant, talking like a chicken or a dog.
Exorcists are very proud people. This guy bullies others too much. Who can bear it? At that moment, the two brothers Jiang Ming and Jiang Liang stood up. The three stripes on their faces gradually expanded, and one stretched across their faces.
One is vertically downward from forehead to chin, and it looks so dark and scary.
Ying Tianming tilted his head and glanced, and said: "Borrowing souls to extend your life? You two old men are quite interesting, but you are still no match for me!"
He suddenly moved forward and grabbed the two brothers Jiang Ming and Jiang Liang with his hands, laughing wildly with pride, "One mother and eight siblings, six of them died, even if they borrow their souls to live on, what can they do to me?"
Jiang Ming and Jiang Liang yelled: "Evil heretics! How dare you act so arrogantly in Lushan!"
The two sides were separated at the first touch. In an instant, the two brothers Jiang Ming and Jiang Liang were bleeding from the corners of their mouths and flew backwards. Winning the fate of destiny, he was unyielding and stepped forward and said with a smile: "I will collect these six ghosts for you!"
Two exorcists rushed over from the diagonal stab. One used a sword, and the other took out two copper swords. They slapped them hard, and the sound wave swept across.
Both of them must be saved when attacking the enemy. Ying Tianming retracted his hand in a hurry, grabbed the man's iron sword, crumpled it into a ball of scrap metal, and then punched the exorcist with a copper sword.
He hurriedly raised the copper pole and used it as a shield to resist.
As a result, this punch was surprisingly powerful, and Tongba was instantly dented. The exorcist behind him also vomited blood and retreated in confusion.
Win Destiny won't show mercy to others. He took a step forward and wanted to kill him all. However, a short stick poked out of his diagonal stab and blocked him directly in front of him.
The runes on this short stick flashed like electricity, hitting Ying Tianming, making him tremble immediately. Ying Tianming smiled and said: "What a short stick for suppressing evil! But it can't do anything to me!"
Holding a short stick in hand, I tried two moves with Ying Tianming, but then turned around and shouted: "Quickly enter the Zhenshan Black Temple!"
Knowing that they were no match, several exorcists turned pale and staggered, and helped each other into the temple one after another. Among them, Jiang Ming and Jiang Liang, whose faces were ashen, sighed: "I was waiting to sit in the well and look at the sky. I really underestimated the heroes of the world. It seems that there are dozens of them."
Years of seclusion have made us no longer adapt to this society."
Ying Tianming smiled and said: "My target is you. If you let them enter the temple, what does it have to do with me?"
I fought with him for two rounds, and the evil-suppressing short stick was a little bit too much to resist. Seeing everyone entering the Zhenshan Black Temple, I threw it and the two paper figures flew out.
The paper man grinned in broad daylight, stretched out his hands, and rushed towards Ying Tianming.
Ying Tianming didn't even move, he blew it out in one breath, and the paper figurine immediately burned. Moreover, the flame was dark green, and it should be a type of yin fire.
But although the paper man was burned, the runes were still there, forming a chain around Ying Tianming. Ying Tianming's arms shook slightly, and the chain suddenly broke apart. But I took advantage of this time and quickly retreated into the temple.
middle.
Ying Tianming didn't even think about it and rushed forward. But as soon as he entered the Zhenshan Black Temple, he suddenly raised his head.
Above him, a black-faced man four to five meters tall with bare shoulders raised his fist as big as a casserole, aimed it at Ying Tianming, and hit him on the head.
This punch came with such force that even before it touched Ying Tianming, he felt a strong wind blowing against his face, causing Ying Tianming's hair to flutter.
Ying Tianming's face suddenly changed color, and without thinking, he raised his fist and smashed it in the same direction.
The black-faced man's fist was like a casserole. He was condescending and had a great advantage. But although Ying Tianming was relatively short, he was not afraid of the fist that hit his head.
There was a "bang" sound, the fists met, and then a stream of air escaped, causing everyone to stagger around.
When I looked at the temple door again, I saw the black-faced man standing proudly, but Ying Tianming staggered a few steps and exited the temple door.
Ying Tianming took a deep breath, and when he looked up again, his expression had returned to normal. He sneered and said: "The Black God of the Mountain! Hehe! What a black god of the mountain! But if you hide in the dark and sneak up on me, you can't count on me.
Not really capable."
Only then did I see clearly that the person who had just punched Ying Tianming out of the temple was the Black God of Zhenshan enshrined in the temple. Ying Tianming wanted to force his way in, but was sensed by the Black God of Zhenshan, so he punched out.
Forced to win the destiny and left the temple.
The statue looked ferocious, but its tone was polite and said, "Sir, why are you doing this in the temple of this god?"
Ying Tianming's tone was full of disdain: "My god? A mere wild boar became a spirit, and he is worthy of being called a god? What era are we in now? The Manchu and Qing dynasties have been destroyed long ago! Who still takes you seriously?"
The statue said calmly: "As long as the local residents still ask for help from me, I will be the black god here."
Ying Tianming had a sneer on his face, but didn't speak. He just kept looking at Zhenshan Black Temple. But he heard the statue say: "You don't have to worry too much. This is my temple. No matter how powerful you are, you won't be able to do anything."
Maybe you can come in."
Ying Tianming ignored the statue, and after circling the Zhenshan Black Temple twice, he suddenly ran away and rushed towards the temple again.
This time he came prepared and was very fast. But the statue was not slow either. He raised his fist and hit it again. However, before the fist was halfway through, Ying Tianming's body suddenly split into two, and his body also raised his fist.
I went to confront the Black God of Zhenshan, but his shadow was hidden on the ground and rushed in like a puddle of ink.
The Black God of Zhenshan shouted: "Black Jiao!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the crocodile that had been stepped on by the statue took a step forward, opened its big mouth and bit the shadow of destiny. The crocodile was so huge that during the movement, everyone had to back away, almost sticking to the wall.
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The ancients called the crocodile Jiao. After the big crocodile was surrendered by the Black God of Zhenshan, its body died, but its spirit surrendered to the Black God of Zhenshan. Later, when Emperor Jiaqing built a statue for the Black God of Zhenshan, the spirit of the big crocodile also
Enter the statue.
The big crocodile did many evil things and cannibalized countless people during its lifetime, so it has to pay for its sins after death. It enjoys the incense of the people and protects one party with the Black God of Zhenshan, which is actually atonement for its sins.
The two sides fought back and forth, Zhenshan Heishen and Ying Tianming punched one after another, and the punches were full of wind and amazing momentum. The big crocodile and shadow over there were also moving around, chasing up and down.
It took a full three minutes for Ying Tianming's shadow to suddenly penetrate into Ying Tianming's body, and then I saw Ying Tianming retreat quickly and exit the Zhenshan Black Temple again.
The shop owner wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and whispered: "Grandpa Black Face is still the best! If it weren't for him, we would be in trouble."
Jiang Ming and Jiang Liang also nodded: "Grandpa Black Face can protect a party and is recognized by all the exorcists in southern and northern Jiangxi. I think this guy is no match for Grandpa Black Face. But don't be careless. I think this evil is extremely powerful. At the critical moment,
, everyone should come together, there is no need to talk about moral principles!"
Everyone claimed yes, and then each of them secretly prepared to help the black-faced grandpa at a critical moment. I also held the evil-suppressing short stick and the good and evil purple gold gourd in my hands, thinking that the black-faced grandpa was so powerful, how could he possibly kill this guy?
Drive away.
But he said that Ying Tianming stood outside the temple, tilted his head and thought for a while, then he suddenly realized it and said with a smile: "I understand, you have been guarding here for three hundred years, born here, and grown up here. And you have been granted the emperor's decree to abandon the demon body.
Get the right fruit and enjoy the fireworks of the people. So in this temple, you are invincible."
The statue nodded and said: "Indeed."
Ying Tianming sneered: "But! As long as you leave the temple, you will have no support from the incense of the people and no luck bonus. Your strength will be reduced by half! You are definitely no match for me. Am I wrong?"
The statue hesitated for a moment, then nodded again and said, "Yes, you are very strong and very thoughtful. There are very few people like you nowadays."
Ying Tianming laughed, and then said seriously: "Big black face, how about we discuss it? In the temple, you and I are evenly matched, but outside the temple, you are no match for me."
"I came here only for the exorcist named Zhang Wuxin. As long as you send him out, I will immediately turn around and leave. From now on, I will not set foot in Lushan Mountain for a hundred years! How about that?"
"If you don't agree, I will block the door of your temple! Kill your people! There will be no exorcists in the entire Lushan Mountain!"
What he said was categorical, leaving no room for compromise. It was more of a threat than a discussion!
Hearing this made my hair stand on end, and I immediately became frightened. Is the black-faced grandpa really going to hand me over?
In fact, I can see that although the black-faced grandfather is strong, he is the local patron saint, and all his abilities are in the incense of the people. If he had been in the black temple of Zhenshan, he would indeed not be able to enter the destiny.
But if Ying Tianming were to attack the living people without restraint and block the temple door, he would not dare to come out.
In essence, Ying Tianming still takes the initiative, and we can only huddle in the temple and watch Ying Tianming do evil outside.
I looked at the statue of the black-faced grandpa, and then at the exorcist next to me, and then slowly stood up. I didn't want to embarrass the black-faced grandpa, so it was a waste of an opportunity.
Who would have thought that as soon as I took two steps forward, the black-faced grandfather shook his head slightly and said: "I enjoy human sacrifice and protection. Although Zhang Wuxin is an exorcist, he is also a living person. You want me to hand him over?"
Here you go, sorry, I can’t do it.”
Ying Tianming's eyebrows gradually rose, and he said solemnly, "So, you rejected me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a piercing sound of car horns coming from outside, followed by the flashing of car lights, cutting through the dusk, and no one knew how many cars were driving along the mountain road.
The statue suddenly smiled and said: "I forgot to tell you, today is my birthday."