"That bull-headed ghost messenger is the mountain god who has only fallen into a demon!"
Qian Chen "forced" to come to the front of the case, stretched out his hand and a guqin appeared on the case.
He hid his sleeves in front of his lips and coughed weakly, "And the fifth ghost mess is the bitter wine of the world brewing in the world that has been melted into tears... Three hundred years ago, during the great disaster of human race, all kinds of love, hate, and affection were integrated into a tear, turning the poison of the world into bitter wine."
"Therefore, it has become the most poisonous wine in the world, and its name is the poison of immortality!"
"Only this kind of poisonous wine can poison countless evil spirits and turn into osmos! People die as ghosts, ghosts die as voices, voices die as hopes, and hopes die as weaknesses! If you want to suppress osmos, only the great sounds and the Taishang Daoyin!"
Qian Chen brushed his sleeves and pressed his hand on the strings.
Ning Qingchen looked up in surprise and said, "Senior Brother, may you want to..."
"Although I was seriously injured, I could still concentrate and shoot the Xiyi divine thunder!" Qian Chen said righteously: "Junior sister protects the Dharma for me!"
Ning Qingchen stood beside Qian Chen with a poisonous enemy hook in hand.
In the Red Mansion, Qian Chen plucked the strings of the piano, and in the dark, the fifth ghost who turned into countless worms, felt a great horror in the dark and suddenly fell.
The silent thunder sound swept across, constantly impacting the spreading darkness, and the rich and indelible darkness gradually decomposed and collapsed.
The densely packed worms died in pieces.
Everyone regarded it as a tiger, and the terrifying and weird evil spirit suddenly collapsed without any resistance.
Yan Shu had already received a message from Qian Chen!
Seeing the darkness transformed by the ghost creature on earth collapsed, he laughed a long time, flapped his sleeves, his body and swords merged into one, and the sword energy that gathered into a river wrapped around his body, transformed into a sharp sword light, and broke into the ghost creature.
The natal sword fetus drives sword pills, gathering infinite sword energy, and in just one traverse, it shatters the dark cuts of the ghost creatures. Wherever the sword light goes, killing the evil ghosts, and other shadows of the fifth ghost messenger are like cutting melons and vegetables.
Others who reincarnate saw a sword light galloping across the ghost world.
The dazzling sword rainbow flashed back and forth, and countless sword energy swept through the mad wolf. Wherever the sharp edge went, the evil ghosts and demons were cut and killed like ragged dolls.
In an instant, more than 500 people who killed the fifth ghost envoy wiped out the darkness that had covered dozens of miles.
Qian Chen plucked a string and collapsed the darkness transformed by the ghost creature.
He coughed up a little blood, dyed his long sleeves red like plum blossoms, and looked like he was about to die, which made Zen Master Faxin and others beside him worried. Zen Master Faxin advised: "Fellow Taoist Dayin's voice has already subsided, and he has made great achievements, but his injuries have aggravated several points."
"In order to wipe out the demons, Fellow Daoist Ning had broken the golden elixir and cut off the path of Taoism. Now Fellow Daoist is going to lose his life span again. How can I bear it? Don't play it again!"
Qian Chen shook his head slightly and said solemnly: "You can kill the bull-headed ghost messenger after a few more sounds. Now the White Bone Demon King has not appeared yet, Zen Master, please stop persuading me!"
Feeling the ghost creature in the distance, a hidden and weird gaze locked on him. Qian Chen sneered in his heart and secretly sent a message to Yan Shu: "Senior Brother Yan, you can destroy the bull-headed ghost envoy into the Red Mansion, I have my own way to deal with it!"
Qian Chen secretly inputs the elixir of the inner scene True Thunder Pill into the divine realm of the walk in the wilderness, turning it into a green thunder gang, hidden in the golden light in the sky.
Luo Sen used the knife as his foot, swung the broken knife on his left arm, and swept the long horn on his right hand to force the ox-headed ghost to retreat. The two-meter-long iron horn used the right hand as the fulcrum, and the blade was downward, slashing down like a war hammer.
The horns of the bullhead ghost were glowing with blood. On the tail of his ghosthead, a red scarf hangs down, like blood rays, dancing with the knife. Behind it, a long tail battle flag appeared, and on the flag was a variant of the ghost-faced insect pattern Chi!
As the battle flag fluttered, scarlet red fell like burning embers, and burning traces fell on Luosen's mountain armor, and his asphalt bones also left a little dark red burning.
Luo Sen's body was already full of holes, and his burning arm bones were gradually unable to withstand the slash of the huge ghost-headed sword, and cracks appeared.
The floating woman Rou Niang, whose body overlapped with him.
In the mountain pattern armor supported by the skeleton, the blue ghost body shining in the empty ribs emitted a little light, healing the burning traces. It resisted the dark red embers that kept falling from the sky.
The bullhead ghost roared to the sky, the flags fluttered in the wind, and the embers falling around flew all over the sky with Mars. As the bullhead gasped, Mars poured into the cowhead's thick nostrils with breath. Its chest expanded, and dark red patterns burned through the breastplate and revealed it.
"Bitch, skeleton demon, I want to suppress you from the Demon Realm, the Demon Fire burns the soul for ten thousand years!"
The ghost-headed sword burning with the dark red demon fire suddenly slashed down. Luosen picked up the long sword and used the sword to block the sword. However, the sword with the magic fire slashed down, and countless Mars scattered on the sword fell on Luosen's skeleton, making it gradually withered and yellow and crisp.
The cowhead ghost messenger lifted his second knife upwards, and Luo Sen raised his left leg and slashed it down with a Miao knife.
The sword lights intersected, and with a crisp "jingle" sound, the leg bones that were burned by the embers of Mars broke again, and the bullhead ghost sword took advantage of the opportunity to penetrate Rosen's chest...
However, the blade was held by a pair of hands, and only one palm was pierced, breaking several ribs, failing to penetrate the tenacious skeleton warrior.
The woman grabbed the hands on the tip of the knife and gradually became illusory.
The long sword penetrated through her chest, and she used her ghost body as a shield to block the knife. The woman's cheeks were pressed against the skeleton's cheekbones.
She whispered in the skeleton's ear: "General, I finally see you again!"
The skeleton felt a little wetness slowly penetrated into the dry bones at its zygomatic arch. The misty light appeared in his bones, falling from his skull eye sockets, into his chest and abdomen, turning into brilliant clouds and seeping into the bones of his body.
"Can the dry bones cry?"
Luo Sen sighed sadly...
In its firm heart, an indomitable and unimpeded obsession with life and death was quietly imprinted into its heart, and traces were left in its thoughts as thorough as diamonds.
It seemed as if someone said in my ear: "The general has the righteousness of his family and country, ambitions, and the fearlessness of killing demons and eliminating demons... But in my heart, there is only the general!"
A sound of the piano sounded in his ears, and Rosen let go of the long horn in his hand and held the piano with his backhand, and the loud sound of the sword!
The sword light, accompanied by the sound of the piano, erupted from the belly of the great saint Lei Yin in front of Qian Chen, pulling out a sharp rainbow, and it was held in the palm of the skeleton swordsman for ten miles in an instant...
The long sword of the goose feather swung, slashing forward like the moonlight!
"Ego!"
"relief!"
The two tones overlap, one is the woman's slight low voice, as if she was talking to her lover; the other is the man's firmness, mixed with pity and awareness... The strange double tone seems to be talking in the ears of everyone.
Zen Master Faxin in the distance folded his palms, lowered his head deeply, and suddenly fell to the ground.
"When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practices the deep Prajna Paramita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty and overcome all sufferings!"
Qian Chen's hand stagnated in the air for a long time and never fell.
He sighed in a low voice: "The Great Liberation Demon Sword!"
The flag of the soldier behind the bullhead ghost suddenly broke, and the flag fell to the ground. All the dark red embers flying in the sky extinguished the sparks and turned into ashes as white as snow, and fell on Luo Sen's body.
The cow's head fell into dust, and the blood in the neck splattered three feet...
Behind Luo Sen, the headless body of the bull-headed ghost suddenly fell down like a mountain of gold and jade pillars.
Qian Chen plucked the third string of the piano and hooked out the essence of the bullhead ghost and the divine talisman in his soul. In the distant ghost, a roar swept out like rolling thunder.
"You dare!"
The divine talisman flew towards the Red Building, and the boundless yin energy in the ghost creatures in the distance suddenly shook. Then a big white bone hand stretched out from the ghost creatures to cover the sky and the sun, and came to Luo Sen's head, like a mountain, with only his palm covering one-tenth of the wasteland.
This big white bone hand was heading towards the divine talisman. The Tianluo formed by countless golden talismans gathered in the sky fell down, covering the big white bone hand.
The reincarnation people stared blankly, and the giant white bone palm that almost occupied the entire night sky was unknown how to react.
"Bone Demon King!"
"The Ghost King who opens up a hell on earth!"
The Wisdom Wolf King has seven Yin Gods, who are ancient gods cultivating demons, while the White Bone King opens up a ghost country and forms a hell on his own, and cultivates the ancient ways of ghosts and gods.
Although it is called Yin God, it is actually almost inferior to the ordinary Yang God!
Qian Chen couldn't help but feel heavy in his heart. These two demon kings have such a foundation. How powerful is the leader of the Five Demons, the culprit of the Great Ming Dynasty and the human race's great disaster?
The divine realm opened by Si Qingcheng with the Luotian Grand Ceremony was shaken by that big hand. Tianluo, who was intertwined with countless talismans, was stretched open by one hand, and countless golden talismans were cracked inch by inch, and the White Bone Demon King grabbed the divine talisman with one claw towards the direction of the divine talisman escape.
The divine talisman flew towards the Red Building, Qian Chen looked up at the big hand covering the night sky above his head...
In the golden light in the sky, there was endless thunder.
A green jade hand bathed in countless thunder and slapped out of the golden light. Yan Shu shouted loudly in the ghost creature, and his body and sword were united. After the first explosion into a pill, countless sword energy suddenly burst out, just like a sea of ​​swords. Countless demons and ghosts scattered everywhere.
Yan Shu drove the brilliant sword light to slash the ghost creature, revealing the huge white bone demon king, and the true body of the skeleton like a mountain.
Qian Chen's innate in one go, and he grabbed the big white bone hand.
He was wrapped in the light of lightning, with long hair flying behind him, like a god or a demon, his magic power surged, his sleeves robe swelled up, floating up from the Red Mansion... The Great Saint Lei Yinqin hovered in front of him, and there was no trace of his weakness just now?
The divine talisman of the Niu-headed Ghost Envoy fell into the golden light net, and twenty-four Yellow Turban Gods took action and began to sacrifice and refine the divine talisman.
Yan Shu sent the remaining ghost creatures that were shattered back to the divine realm.
The power of the rolling wishes soared into the sky and was refined into golden mist by divine power. The golden mist fell on the earth god talisman, cleaning up the remaining demonic energy and dyeing it into pure green bit by bit.
In addition to the divine talisman, a divine general who was like a god of war slowly appeared. Amid the 24 Yellow Turban God Generals and 6,000 Yellow Turban Heavenly Soldiers, the flag of the soldiers behind him gradually condensed.
In the golden light, countless talismans flew, manifesting the traces of the great way, forming the foundation of the divine realm... In the sky of the wilderness, the demon clouds were gone without a trace, countless stars appeared above their heads, sprinkling the star power, and the moon star fell down a moonlight about a meter thick, mixed with the Emperor's Flowing Soak that looked like raindrops.
A misty purple air appeared from the east to the phantom of the sun and fell into the divine realm.
The three lights entered Si Qingchen's Qi Sea and shone on the Taoist Talisman. The sun, moon and stars drooped, and the moonlight was washed away. The Taoist Talisman faded away the stone and dyed with jade. The runes on it also slowly evolved and turned into a red text of the Tianfu True Talisman.
The sun, moon, stars and three lights gather!
As the three lights cleaned the natal Taoist talisman, it turned into a first-grade jade talisman, and an illusory magic seal appeared and covered it on the Taoist talisman.
Zhengyi Mangwei!
The second seal gradually took shape.
The treasure of the Heavenly Master!
The last magic seal condensed a light of inspiration...
Like the Supreme Lord’s Edict!
The Taoist Sutra of the Taoist Skills of the Three Pure Ones!
A Qinglu Niujiao War God, equivalent to the first-grade Jiedan, twenty-four Yellow Turban Divine Generals, eight thousand Yellow Turban Divine Soldiers, and in the divine realm, the lineup of the Taoist soldiers gathered magic power and turned into a red flag sweeping over the deserted gathering.
The magical general of the heavenly soldiers and soldiers, the flag of the master!
Next, the pure spiritual energy turned into the ceiling and flew down, and the golden lotus and sweet spring gushed over the ground. A goddess with a beautiful face slowly walked into the divine realm. Six kinds of elixir-building phenomena turned one by one, sweeping away the dark energy of a thousand miles apart.
Guzhu Kingdom looked at the direction of Huangji, and all kinds of strange phenomena frequently appeared. Auspicious clouds and auspicious aura surged into the sky, and couldn't help but see each other. Didn't it mean that the White Bone Demon King is attacking Huangji? Why doesn't it look like it?
The scholar reached out to catch a piece of ceiling, and felt a pure spiritual energy pouring into his body. His face suddenly became strange. He looked up at the direction of the divine realm and smacked his tongue: "How many elixirs is this? Can it have such momentum!"
Qian Chen was quite happy when he saw these nine kinds of elixir-killing phenomena. After he discovered the true love of the Niu-Headed Envoy, the reason why he had lost so much effort with Yan Shu was to kill him. Isn’t it just to use its foundation to help Junior Sister Si take that step?
But on the face, Qian Chen deliberately made a sour expression and shook his head and said, "Shendao is just exaggeration, not as simple as Senior Brother Yan's sword path breakthrough!"
I sensed that Si Qingcheng had taken that step, and the elixir became a first-class elixir and was building his own golden elixir realm...
Qian Chen swayed the true essence, turned his hands into phantoms, and danced wildly on the strings of the zither. Countless thunder sounds suddenly arose, and Xiyi divine thunder mixed with Hunyuan, Five Elements, Bagua, and Qianyuan all kinds of divine thunders swept out, bombarding them wildly, and crazily pouring the piano sounds on the white bone demon king in the distance.
Three thousand Xiyi divine thunders stormed in the huge ghost body of the White Bone Demon King...
Qian Chen laughed and said, "Bone Demon King, I have been waiting for you for a long time! King Wisdom Wolf left so lonely! I'll send you down too!"
Zen Master Faxin was stunned. Looking at Dafa Shenwei Qian Chen, aren’t you still seriously injured just now? Why are you playing the piano now like a war god? And... What’s going on with the Wisdom Wolf King?
The White Bone Demon King's voice was low, like the echo of an amplified underground cave: "It turns out that you killed the Wild Wolf King!"
Yan Shu was panicked with a sword light, and could not look directly at it, and slashed at the White Bone Demon King.
Luo Sen raised the ego knife, the great liberation magic knife, and slashed it out for the second time...
Chapter completed!