"Let's forget about wiping our necks. It's better to live than die. If we really can't run away, we will accept the old monster from Montenegro as our big brother and endure the humiliation and bear the heavy burden and stay undercover for dozens or hundreds of years."
Liao Wenjie stretched out a red thread from his hand and wrapped it around Yan Chixia's chest and abdomen. He opened his ghost-hand wings behind his back and fluttered his wings straight into the sky: "One day, the trapped dragon ascends to the sky. We will join forces to make him again and use his head as a chamber pot. I'm done."
You use it, and I will use it after you finish it..."
"It's a good idea, but this is the underworld. If your flesh and blood body stays for a long time, it will only turn into a skeleton. If I give you a chamber pot, you won't be able to urinate." Yan Chixia hung her hands and feet and groaned weakly.
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After several desperate attempts to enlarge the moves, a fierce ghost refined by the old Black Mountain demon entered his body. Although the Buddha's light exorcised the evil spirits, there would be no sequelae, but the oil was exhausted and not a drop was left. It would take at least three to five months of recovery.
Returned to its full glory.
"Then throw his skull into the world and build a public toilet for everyone to use."
"Wonderful!"
Yan Chixia nodded with a smile. She was weak and was swept up by the yin energy, and coughed violently.
"You guys, the old Black Mountain demon is coming. If you don't want to die, hurry up and follow him."
The ghost hands and wings swooped down to the ground, and Liao Wenjie spoke quickly, asking more than a dozen female ghosts to quickly follow. The effect was average. These female ghosts were afraid of the reputation of the old Black Mountain demon and did not dare to openly confront him. They lay on the ground tremblingly, unwilling to join Liao Wenjie.
Leave.
"Let's go, you can't even protect yourself, why are you pretending to be a bodhisattva!"
Yan Chixia said weakly, then turned to the female ghosts and said: "You don't want to leave with us. If you stay in the underworld, you will only die. It's just that you will die early and die later... Go ahead and infiltrate into the underworld soldiers. Maybe you can be successful."
Die a little later."
Hearing Yan Chixia's words, the female ghosts nodded repeatedly, floated up, and rushed towards the Yin soldiers who were fleeing privately.
"Everyone has his own life, and you can't force it. Sometimes you can't save it even if you want to." Yan Chixia pointed to several urns on the ground. The female ghosts gave up the chance of reincarnation in order to escape for their lives.
Liao Wenjie nodded, fluttered his wings and rushed to the side of Ning Caichen and the others, wrapped the red thread around them, and brought the two ghosts into the air.
The earth roared and trembled, and the wings of the ghost hand beat faster and faster. They flapped their wings several times and soared straight into the dark sky.
"You brat, you...you used that magic skill?"
Sensing the change in Liao Wenjie's aura, Yan Chixia blurted out: "I remember you said that this magic skill is very evil. Once it starts running, you can't stop it even if you want to."
"We're all running for our lives. How can there be any magic or non-magic skills? Besides, do I have any choice?"
"Yes, put me down. It's not worth dying with you. I don't want to be stigmatized as an accomplice of the devil when my body is discovered many years later."
"I'm afraid that won't work. If I throw you down, your skull will be used as a chamber pot by the old Black Mountain demon."
The red light in Liao Wenjie's eyes gradually became stronger. Hongxian took Yan Chixia's sword box and long sword and asked: "Master Yan, how do you open the Yin and Yang Road to the human world?"
"The moment the sword is unsheathed, just shoot the sword forward...use my bow to shoot. You are not the master of the sword, and you cannot open the door to hell as easily as I can."
After Yan Chixia finished speaking, she sighed: "You should know that even in the human world, the old Black Mountain demon can chase you."
"Yes, but there is no chance of winning in the underworld. In the human world, there is at least a slight possibility of escaping."
The moment the long sword was unsheathed, Liao Wenjie drew the sword and put on the bow, tearing a bright passage in front, leading the two men and two ghosts out of the underworld and back to the world.
The underworld was dark and lightless, and the human world was shrouded in clouds. Liao Wenjie randomly picked a direction with few people and fluttered his wings towards the deep mountains and old forests.
Rumble!
The dark sky curtain rolled up, and the sound of rumbling and roaring echoed in the sky above Luoyan Gorge. The next second, a huge black shadow rushed out of the black curtain, and the boundless Yin Qi descended on the world.
It was a city made of dead bones mixed with black soil. The outer walls were towering. Inside the city, ghostly fire and green lanterns danced, flickering on and off. The soldiers guarding the city waved their weapons or whipped the shackled prisoners, while the ghosts howled.
The sound was like weeping and roaring, and the demonic sound calling for life echoed between heaven and earth.
There were bursts of green and dark sounds, accompanied by the trembling cries of the fierce ghosts, and the suppressed and solemn aura of death rolled out. The world suddenly became mute and desolate, and the boundless power was frightening.
"Brother Cui, hurry up, the monster behind is going to catch up!"
"This is already the fastest speed."
Liao Wenjie gritted his teeth and said, turned his head and looked behind him, gritted his teeth again, and his speed increased by more than three minutes.
Facts have once again proved that people are forced to come out. Unless they are desperate, they have no idea where their potential is.
"Could this city be... a city in vain!?"
Yan Chixia was tied by a red thread, and her whole body was hanging in the air. She seemed to be watching, and it didn't matter whether she died or not, and she was not anxious at all.
He carefully looked at the city that was getting closer and closer, and muttered to himself: "The one who was destroyed by the Diamond Sutra was the incarnation of the old demon from Black Mountain, so the city of death in vain is his true body... That's not right, the age of the city of death in vain cannot be studied.
If you want to become a sperm, you have already become a sperm..."
After muttering for a long time, Yan Chixia guessed that the old demon from Black Mountain gave up his skeleton body and refined the City of Wasted Death into its true body, and then completely controlled the city.
In this way, it would be easier to explain why the Black Mountain Old Demon could easily occupy the City of Fusi, and why he has so many evil spirits in his body, because his body is a big prison, and the most indispensable thing is the evil ghost and evil spirit.
But no matter what, it is quite meaningful that the old demon of Montenegro can bring the City of Wasted Death to the human world.
Wow!
The city wall cracked into cracks, skeletons and bricks fell, and the giant eyes lit with Qingming ghost fire opened. The city gate was like a mouth of the abyss, slowly opening: "Stinky Taoist priest, you destroyed my external incarnation, even if you escape to the ends of the earth,
, I won’t let you go either!”
The gloomy sound was like muffled thunder, and the City of Wasted Death suddenly accelerated its movement speed. Wherever it went, it crushed a huge ravine, its power was unparalleled, and it seemed unstoppable.
The demonic sound penetrated her ears, and Yan Chixia lost her magic power to protect herself. She rolled her eyes and giggled, as did Ning Caichen. Only Xiaoqian and Xiaoqing turned black, bared their teeth and claws, turned into ghosts, and rushed towards Liao Wenjie from the left to the right.
passed.
Bang!x2
A forehand and a backhand, two slaps, and the two female ghosts stopped.
The red light in Liao Wenjie's eyes could not be suppressed. He stopped suddenly, flapped his wings and rushed high into the sky. He did not dodge or dodge, and went straight to the sky above Wushou City.
"Money can drive away ghosts, and wealth can communicate with gods!"
Liao Wenjie opened his five fingers, and a copper coin popped out of his palm: "Take my move on the mountain of money, the sea of copper, and see if you are the tough ghost in the city who is unwilling to bend your knees in vain, or the yellow and white thing in my hand.
By channeling gods and exorcising ghosts, sins will become more serious!"
Crash---
As Liao Wenjie turned his hand and pressed down, the copper coins poured down like a shower.
The next second, the rain became more intense, and the volume increased dramatically, like a vast river flowing endlessly. The next second, the volume became hundreds and thousands of times larger, and golden lakes and seas covered the sky.
Thousands of feet of golden light covered the sky and blocked out the sun, like a mountain peak or an island. It was several times larger than the city of Wushou. It carried boundless weight and thundered down from the sky.
boom!!!
With a shocking loud noise, the golden mountain shrouded the city of Fusi and pressed down on it, crushing the walls, courtyards and pavilions of the city, knocking it down from mid-air, and crushing it to the ground.
At the moment of contact, the will-o'-the-wisp dimmed and the flame was extinguished. The evil soldiers fled in all directions, and the fierce ghosts looked up to the sky and wailed. Their bodies were overwhelmed and shattered together with the walls, courtyards and pavilions.
Looking from a distance, between the sky and the earth where dark clouds gather, a golden mountain appears out of thin air. The bottom is shaking continuously, as if something evil wants to escape.
"After all, the sin of yellow and white things is more serious..."
Liao Wenjie's eyes were red, and he waved his hand and threw the pamphlet of "The Divine Curse of Purifying Heaven and Earth" downwards, and stuck it firmly on the top of Jinshan Mountain.
The world is natural, the odor is dispersed, and the cave is mysterious...
The demon king restrains his hands and guards my palace; the evil and filth disappears, and the energy of the Tao always remains.
Hurry like a law!
Ninety-three large blue characters spread out from the book, covering the Jinshan Mountain one after another. Their breaths resonated together, and the suppression was in vain and the city could not turn over.
"Ah, this, this..."
Ning Caichen woke up, looked at the glittering golden mountain peaks below, and swallowed hard.
"The Divine Curse of Pure Heaven and Earth, who wrote this book? It has such powerful power... No, why is this kid so rich!?"
Yan Chixia's eyes widened. Liao Wenjie had a mountain of copper coins in his hand. So what was the point of giving him a few coins to send to beggars?
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Xiaoqian and Xiaoqing were also shocked by Qian Shan's astonishing power. Then they looked at each other with resentment and touched their swollen cheeks. If they had something to say, why did they hit someone in the face and what should they do if it was damaged.
Rumble!
Under the Jinshan Mountain, huge boulder palms stretched out, followed by heads and torsos. A giant with a height of more than ten meters climbed out of the Jinshan Mountain. Looking at the City of Wasted Death that could not turn over at the foot of the mountain, he looked up to the sky and roared angrily.
The old monster from Black Mountain lost most of his body, and the golden cicada escaped from Jinshan's suppression.
He escaped with his life, but after thousands of years of planning, he lost everything with one move. How could he not be angry or resentful!
"Taoist priest, I want to sacrifice your flesh and blood to vent the hatred in my heart——"
Smoke and dust billowed, and bones and mud crumbs exploded from the old Black Mountain demon's body, gathering the resentment between heaven and earth like a bottomless pit. For a moment, the gray mist materialized and impacted, like flowing black water, continuously pouring into his body.
"One palm! You die! I live!"
Liao Wenjie was high in the sky, his eyes were completely red. He waved his hand to spread the red line, and let Yan Chixia and Ning Caichen fall high without even looking at them.
"Master Yan, are you okay?"
Xiaoqian and Xiaoqing caught the two of them and ran away quickly towards the surrounding area. Their hearts were frightened again and again. Although they didn't know why, there was nothing wrong with following their instincts and escaping.
"Run, run quickly. I have persisted until now, a Taoist priest. It would be a pity to die." Yan Chixia urged, grabbing Xiaoqian's wrist tightly. For the first time, she realized that ghost hands were also warm.
On the other side, Liao Wenjie stood up out of thin air, his red eyes locked on the black stone giant below who was raising his arms and shouting.
The moment he waved his palm down, a blue light flashed in his eyes, and he got rid of the blood-colored thoughts in a moment of clarity. In just this moment, his mind was strong enough to counterattack. Driven by the strong desire to survive, all the blood-colored thoughts in his body boiled, and he shot at the old demon of Montenegro.
A palm.
Buzz buzz————
Between the heaven and the earth, there was a soft sound and trembling, as if there was an invisible bell ringing. The mountains, rivers, trees, lakes, flowers and grass all trembled slightly with this vibration.
boom!!!
There was no muddiness, no golden light. After the palm fell, the earth rumbled and trembled, and the smoke and dust stirred up billowing air waves, roaring into the distance.
The huge palm print is sunken into the mountains and swamps. Inside, broken stones are scattered, and a human figure can be faintly distinguished.
In the distance, Xiaoqian and Xiaoqing were overturned by the air wave, and Yan Chixia and Ning Caichen hit the tree and fell to the ground.
Yan Chixia was at the bottom, coughing a mouthful of blood, and said with lingering fear: "It's incredible, this palm alone is more than enough for this guy to pretend to be the Buddha and come to the world... However, this palm technique is very lethal... and there is a smell of blood.
, how exactly do you practice?”
At this time, Yan Chixia probably understood that Liao Wenjie was not a monk who had returned to secular life, but a demon monk who had been driven out of the mountain.
He just wanted to ask which temple the monk was ordained in, and he also wanted to join in the fun and learn a palm technique.
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There will be no more chapters here. By the way, I recommend this book: The Man Behind the Empress
Author: I eat apricots
It seems that there have been a lot of books dedicated recently...