It seemed to be to prove Zhao Banzi's words, strands of unjust souls began to float out of the broken walls on both sides. Judging from their clothes, they should be the people here. They have been enslaved by the evil ghosts with higher cultivation. The ghost eyes are hollow and godless, and they are attacking all nearby creatures with yang energy by instinct alone. In a short while, the number of unjust souls has reached more than a hundred, men, women, and young and old. The evil spirits here are so miserable that even the babies in the cradles are not spared. Seeing that there are a few ghost babies mixed in the group of ghosts, Fan Zhen could no longer control his anger.

She grew up in Putuo Mountain, South China Sea. Even if she occasionally went down the mountain to experience and encountered several extremely vicious evil spirits, her senior brothers and sisters counted their sins before she could solve them. She had never seen innocent people slaughtered like she is now. The baby who was still in her infancy should have no wickedness or hatred, but only because of the extreme pain, she turned into a ghost baby. This shows how cruel and tyrannical evil spirits are. Fan Zhen's figure flashed and rushed to the depths of the village and town to swear to bring the evil spirits to the right Dharma. The golden light shone in the air along the way, and the wicked souls wherever they went were all saved by him with profound Buddhist teachings and rebirth in the six realms of reincarnation.

"The instant magical power alone can save the ghost baby who is ineffective in the ordinary rebirth mantra. It seems that it has attracted a big fish." A whisper came from a ancestral hall deep in the village.

As Fan Zhen showed his power deeper and deeper, Zhao Banzi, who lived in the mutton fat jade bottle, became more and more frightened. The ghost energy here was so strong that it was almost as solid. In the turbulence, you could still see a large number of ghost soldiers holding bone knives and hammers hiding inside. Under the cover of the increasingly viscous black ghost energy, they secretly surrounded him and the two of them. Obviously, they had been ambushing and hurriedly reminding Fan Zhendao, who was still rushing forward at a rapid speed.

"Fairy, wait, don't go deeper, and you may be ambushed."

Fan Zhen seemed to have not heard it, and his speed was not slow. The Buddha's light lingered on his body and dispersed all the ghost energy around him, rushing to the gate of a ancestral hall in the center of the town. At this point, the ghost energy seemed to have a backbone, as if it had no concessions, but approached him little by little. Seeing this, Fan Zhen's face, which was originally furious, became solemn without any sorrow or joy, and put a fearless seal on one hand and pushed it flat on the gate of the ancestral hall with one palm. A round of golden light flashed behind it and showed a three-story-high Dharma image of the Great Sun Tathagata. The tumultuous ghost energy around him instantly collapsed, and the ambushed ghost soldiers inside screamed and retreated quickly after being shone by the Buddha's light, leaving a circular empty field around her, as if a drop of powerful dishwashing liquid was inserted in the middle of a pool of oil.

"Hmph!" A cold snorted from the ancestral hall, and then the door suddenly opened, and a black shadow rushed out to Fan Zhen's face. Fan Zhen did not avoid sitting cross-legged, and his hand seal changed into a demon-subduing seal. The moment his left hand touched the ground, the Vajra of the Great Sun Tathagata Dharma Image behind him was angry and hit the black shadow in the air with a palm.

With a loud "clang!" heard the loud noise, the Great Sun Tathagata Dharma Image retracted the golden palm in front of him, and a black wound was left on the palm of hissing, and countless ghost energy were corroding around the wound. The black shadow was also collapsed into the air, and then it was clear that it was a black ghost-headed sword. The sword flipped over several times in the air and stabilized the blade, and the hilt fell steadily in a pale big hand. At some point, a general with a helmet, crown and armor all over his body had appeared in front of the door.

"I didn't expect that such a young master appeared in the Buddhist sect in the world. It seems that this resurgence of spiritual energy has indeed benefited the three realms and six paths." The general said as he waved the big sword in his hand a few times, throwing the Buddha aura attached to it to the ground casually like a dirty thing.

Fan Zhen stood up and stared at the ghost general in front of him, asking coldly.

"You are all killed by the people here?"

"How are you going?" The general made a round magic circle with one hand, filled with blood mist, and appeared out of thin air. A war horse made of white bones all over his body, with his hooves stomping on fire, and his eyes leaped out of the magic circle. The ghost general jumped into the air and sat firmly on the saddle, mocking him.

"Of course, the bone horse must be made of the bones of fresh unjustly dead people to be the most evil spirit. Fortunately, there are a few babies here that just supplement the cartilage in the joints of my limbs and joints for my mount."

"The evil spirit died!" Hearing this, Fan Zhen could no longer keep the Buddha's heart stable. The Great Sun Tathagata's Dharma image behind the hand made a vow seal and turned into a huge Guanyin Bodhisattva. The mutton fat jade bottle floated out of Fan Zhen's chest and slowly landed on the hand of Guanyin Bodhisattva, sucking all the ghost energy left by the ghost head knife into it.

After absorbing it clean, the bottle mouth made a "pop" sound, and a blue figure bounced out of the clean bottle.

"There is another ghost immortal?" The ghost general looked up at the two people in front of him and did not seem to think that these two people would be their opponents.

"A dignified underworld ghost general, can it take a little girl to put out "Chujiang Hanyin Formation"?" Zhao Banzi swayed and absorbed all the ghost energy that was still floating around his body.

The ghost general was slightly stunned. The ghost immortal in front of him seemed to have only been in his cultivation for about a thousand years, but he not only could absorb all his ghost energy, but also could also see through the killing formation he secretly set up. He couldn't help but be a little alert, and then rode his horse and shouted with a sharp sword.

"Since you have recognized it, I will not be able to keep you!"

After saying that, the ghost general raised the sword in his hand high and roared "Start up the formation". The ghost energy that had originally gushed around retreated like a tide, revealing the hidden ghost soldiers. The ghost soldiers seemed to be chaotic, but in fact they were wandering away quickly. At the same time, the ghost general waved his long sword, and the cold wind blew up, and the temperature of the entire village and town dropped sharply. After a while, a layer of white frost was hung on the ground, roof, and treetops. The Dharma image of Guanyin Bodhisattva supported a circle of golden light to cover Fan Zhen and Zhao Banzi, but the outer periphery of the aperture also began to be covered with ice crystals.

"This is the unique battle formation of the Chujiang King in the second hall of the Ten Palaces of Hell. It uses exquisite movements to gather the magic power of ghost soldiers and generals and evolve it to turn the battlefield into an ice hell for a short time. The Yin wind of this ice hell is said to be able to freeze all souls. It is extremely magical. This is obviously a magical power that only ghost soldiers and generals registered in the underworld can use. Why does it suddenly appear in the human world?" Zhao Banzi observed the ghost soldiers' movements and said in confusion.

The ghost general snorted coldly, driving the formation to step up and attack Fan Zhen and the others. Countless ice arrows began to appear in the cold wind, and jingling on the light cover supported by Guanyin Bodhisattva. Fan Zhen's handprints changed continuously in the light cover, and the Buddha light flashed on his body showed the style of a leader in Buddhism. The ghost general seemed to feel the breath of the girl in the light cover rising straightly. Thousand years of combat experience told him that the girl could not continue to accumulate momentum, otherwise the opponent's peak attack might not be difficult to resist.

The lion fought against the rabbit and used his full strength to lift the reins of the horse. The bone horse stood in the air. The phosphorus fire on the four hooves increased sharply, and he could even stop in the air in a short time.

"Han Ming Slash"

The ghost-headed sword flew out, and was blown by the cold wind in the air and turned into more than ten meters long. It was wrapped in the cold wind ice arrow and slashed onto the light shield with a thousand pounds. The light shield shattered in response to the sound, turning into light spots all over the sky, and was blown by the cold wind and disappeared.

The bitter cold wind blew Fan Zhen's bun away, her long flying hair made her look more holy, and the speed of the handprints changed further accelerated. Zhao Banzi looked sideways. Although Fan Zhen was not moved by the power of the formation at all, his lips were slightly purple. This was a manifestation of the cold air entering his body. He sighed in his heart that the woman's firmness and decisiveness.

Seeing that Fan Zhen's handprints were getting faster and faster, the Guanyin figure behind him became brighter and brighter, the ghost general knew that the other party's momentum had reached a critical point, so he quickly rode forward and rushed forward with a large sword flying up and down in his hand. Zhao Banzi, who was beside him, knew that if he didn't take action at this moment, he might be dead here. His body turned into a translucent shape and blocked in front of Fan Zhen. His hands were like butterflies walking through flowers, making various complex gestures. These beautiful and complex gestures reflected in the eyes of the ghost general, but became another scene.

The ghost general waved several swords and saw that he was about to hurt the female disciple of Buddhism, but the ghost immortal next to her seemed to be in front of her like a ball of sluggishness. The sword light he had slashed out seemed to have cut into a tough fish skin and slipped from both sides of the other party. Then, the life-and-death ghost immortal waved his hands, and several gods with golden helmets and golden armors holding spears suddenly appeared to him. The mysterious spear technique was rare in the world. He quickly returned to the sword to resist, but the other party's gun move was really sharp. He only held one spear, and the remaining few shots pierced straight into his breastplate.

"Ah!" The ghost general almost fell from his horse with a scream. Hey? Hey? He had holes on his body. Why didn't he feel that his soul was injured at all? The ghost general touched his body back and forth and found that his breastplate was not damaged. It was not good! He was trapped!

As soon as he realized that he had been illusioned, the woman in front of him had already floated into the air and hovered in front of Guanyin's chest. The ghost immortal who used illusion to deceive himself just now disappeared.

"Guanyin has a thousand hands, stand up and kills evil spirits"

Thousands of hands slowly stretched out behind the huge Guanyin Dharma image, and it turned out to be a Thousand-Hand Guanyin Dharma image. Then the originally low-hanging eyes slowly opened, and glared at the ghost general on the ground.

"Mame Hum" sounded a short Sanskrit sound in the air, and Guanyin Dharma Image leaned forward slightly, and thousands of hands, fists, palms or fingers all attacked the ghost general through the air. Under the guidance of the breath, the ghost general found that he had no possibility of dodging.

"Sen Luo Yin"

In desperation, the ghost general slapped the saddle bridge, and the blue light bursting bones on his hands immediately turned into a bunch of white bones. Then he raised his hands toward thousands of giant hands, and shouted "Quick!"

A huge token was formed in the air, blocking the ghost general. At this time, the attacks of thousands of giant hands also came closer.

"Boom!" A loud bang exploded in the air, the bone token had been shattered, and the remaining giant hands continued to attack the ghost general.

"My life is over!"

"You've died long ago, let's go, don't you, sister," Zhao Banzi, who had already hidden in the mutton fat jade bottle, muttered in a low voice.

After a twenty-four salutes that seemed to have been magnified countless times, the huge Guanyin Dharma phase slowly faded away. Fan Zhen fell lightly to the ground, staggered a few steps and finally stood firm. Then he saw that the ghost general was originally located was only a flat metal piece left. From the pattern above, it can be seen that the armor worn by the ghost general was worn by the storm just now. Seeing that there was no sign of spiritual energy on the armor, Fan Zhen sat cross-legged and began to adjust his breathing.

"Destroy my armor and destroy my horse. If you don't take this revenge, you won't give up!" A shadow rose not far away and quickly slipped into the depths of the dense forest. Before leaving, he did not forget to leave a harsh word.

"Don't leave the evil spirit!" A roar came from a distance and a cold light flashed. A bright nine-toothed rake flew towards the shadow. The shadow screamed, narrowing again and drilled into the depths of the dense forest at a faster speed.
Chapter completed!