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Chapter 884 Why am I afraid?

Sima Shuo's voice contained strong resentment and anger, as if he wanted to destroy the world and perish together with Zhenren Guo.

After absorbing his blood essence, a terrifying energy burst out from the bronze cauldron.

The monstrous demonic energy continuously gushes out, blocking everyone's sight.

In the black mist, there are also sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling, which penetrate directly into the soul.

For a time, countless negative emotions surged into everyone's hearts, including fear, panic, despair...

"This is... the Blood Sacrifice of the Ghost King Sect?!"

Guo Zhenren couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise, his voice still trembling a bit.

Even he didn't expect that Sima Shuo actually hid such a trump card.

The Ghost King Sect was an evil sect that was rampant for more than 40 years ago. It was ruthless and committed many evil deeds. It once massacred the people of several villages, seduced their souls, and raised powerful ghosts.

But even in the Ghost King Sect, this blood sacrifice method is the most evil forbidden secret technique, and its terrifying power far exceeds Superman's imagination.

"Jiejiejie..."

Sima Shuo let out a sinister laugh and said in a show-off manner: "It took me more than ten years to find seven or forty-nine pure yin women, and I used all kinds of methods to torture them to death! After these pure yin women died,

The resentful soul condensed into a resentful ghost king, which cannot be conquered even if the Living Buddha is reincarnated!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the black mist in the air continued to twist in mid-air, slowly forming a green-faced and fanged ghost.

The demonic energy in the bronze cauldron is like hundreds of rivers converging into the sea, and thousands of carps rushing towards the dragon, rushing towards it crazily, shaping the demonic body.

In just a few breaths, the body of the resentful ghost king had swelled to three meters tall, and his muscles were as hard as forged steel.

The huge fist is the size of an ordinary person's head and contains unparalleled power, as if it can punch through mountains and rivers with a single blow.

The most heart-stopping thing is that its pair of red eyes have no pupils and are made entirely of blood essence. They are definitely not something humans can possess.

This look alone caused everyone in the venue to tremble, as if they were possessed, their vests were completely soaked with cold sweat, and their souls were trembling.

Some people were even scared out of their wits and screamed crazily:

"Ahhh...this is the devil!!!"



You know, this is the downtown area of ​​Jinling. If this resentful ghost king is allowed to run rampant, countless innocent people will suffer, and the consequences will be disastrous.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, Master Guo suddenly took a step forward, his beard and hair spread out, his robes moved, and a sacred and powerful breath came out from his body.

"Sima Shuo, since you are stubborn and have fallen into the devil's way, trying to harm the world and poison all living beings, then don't blame me for being ruthless and using thunderous means to subjugate and eliminate demons!"

As the leader of the Maoshan Sect, Guo Zhenren is not as powerful as Wu Tianshi of Longhu Mountain, but he is also a master of the Earth Realm. What kind of big battles have he not seen in these years?

The next moment, his eyes were focused on stars, he was fighting with his steps, his hands were kneading, and his voice sounded like a bell like a big bell:

"The imperial edict is in the ocean, and the sun rises in the east. I bestow spiritual talismans to sweep away all the bad luck. I spit out the fire of the mountains from my mouth, and the talisman flies to the door to catch the light. It raises monsters all over the sky and meets the past generations. I use my years to break plagues and eat diamonds. I subdue demons and dead people and turn them into immortals."

Auspicious, the Supreme Lord, I am as lucky as the law!"

After saying this, a pure white beam of light shot towards the resentful ghost king with a devastating power.

What Guo Zhenren recited was the famous "Exorcism Curse" of the Maoshan School, which was enough to make the evil spirits disperse. Now that he was using it, he was the nemesis of all evil spirits.

"boom!"

The pure white light beam struck the body of the Ghost King, making a loud noise.

But to Zhenren Guo's expectation, the resentful ghost king received this blow and was not knocked out of his mind. Instead, he seemed to be greatly stimulated and let out a roar that penetrated the clouds and cracked the rocks:

"Ho ho ho ho ho!!!"

This roar was like a thunder that shook the ground, the air around it was torn apart, the ground shook, and even the surrounding walls showed signs of cracking, as if they were about to collapse.

Some ordinary people in the field who were not skilled in martial arts vomited blood and almost fainted after being hit by the sound wave.

Suddenly, the resentful ghost king turned his huge head and stared straight at Guo Zhenren with his charming red eyes, completely locking his energy.

Guo Zhenren shuddered and remained silent as an unprecedented death crisis came to his mind.

"Whoosh!"

The next moment, the three-meter-tall body of the Ghost King of Resentment showed a speed that was inconsistent with its size, and crashed into Guo Zhenren like a high-speed train.

quick!

Too fast!

Except for Ye Fan, the other monks in the field didn't even see clearly the movements of the Ghost King.

"boom!"

A deafening loud noise came.

With one blow, Guo Zhenren's body was blasted into the wall, his face was like gold paper, and his breath was decayed.

"Pfft!"

He spit out a large mouthful of bright red blood and sprinkled it on the monk's robe, blooming with blood lotuses.

That dying look doesn't have the majesty it had before. Let alone defeat the King of Resentful Ghosts, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to even protect himself!



Seeing that the situation was not going well, the other monks present had extremely gloomy expressions, as if they had encountered an unprecedentedly powerful enemy. They no longer dared to slack off and took out the magic weapons at the bottom of the box.

Peach wood sword, five thunder orders, canopy ruler, Qingxuan seal...

For a time, the brilliance in the room was dazzling and echoing with each other.

Each magical weapon exudes a holy and mysterious aura, which is absolutely extraordinary.

However, seeing this scene, Sima Shuo was not only not afraid, but also said with a ferocious smile:

"Ah ha ha ha... a bunch of idiots! My resentful ghost king is an invincible existence. Just because you guys want to stop it is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world. Go to hell!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the resentful ghost king seemed to have been ordered to rush forward, like a huge pillar falling down from the sky, enough to crush everything.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng!!!"

A series of sounds of gold and iron clashing sounded.

More than a dozen mysterious magic weapons bombarded the body of the Ghost King.

However, its body is like an iron wall, indestructible.

Not only that, its evil aura also polluted the magic weapon, as if it was going to corrode it completely.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

In the blink of an eye, the magic weapons that were mysterious and extraordinary before fell to the ground one after another, dim and dull, no different from scrap metal.

Under the induction of Qi, those monks were shaken violently, as if they had been shocked by electricity. They had obviously suffered serious internal injuries, and their faces were ashen, as if they were mourning for their heirs.

The magical weapon was destroyed, and ordinary spells were of no use to the resentful ghost king in front of him.

Invisibly, a breath of despair spread in everyone's hearts.

At this moment, they are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered and can only be slaughtered.

If there are no exceptions, this is their burial place!

At this time, Sima Shuo turned to look at Zhenren Guo, his face flushed and extremely excited, as if his great revenge had been avenged, and he said sternly:

"Guo Yunchen, I'm afraid you never dreamed that you would die in my hands! However, just killing you will not express the hatred in my heart at all! I will refine your corpse into a corpse puppet and use it for my life for the rest of my life!"

Upon hearing this, Master Guo's face changed drastically, and an unconcealable fear flashed in his eyes.

If the majestic leader of the Maoshan Sect is really turned into a puppet by a demonic demon, then he will really be unworthy of the ancestors of the Maoshan Sect.

However, no matter how unwilling he was, he could not defeat this evil ghost king at this moment.

At this critical moment, a faint voice sounded from behind him:

"Master Guo, if you ask me for help, you owe me a favor. I will save your life today, how about it?"

These words immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the venue.

They all turned around and realized that the person speaking was Ye Fan.

When the chaos broke out before, Ye Fan had been protecting Tang Anni and never took action, so everyone forgot about him.

Now Ye Fan's words were shocking and attracted Sima Shuo's attention.

Sima Shuo looked at him from afar, with a dark light blooming in his eyes, and said sternly:

"Hmph... brat, you just ruined my good deeds and I haven't even settled the accounts with you yet! Now that the King of Resentful Ghosts has appeared in this world, even the Taoist Celestial Masters can't suppress it. How dare you not be afraid?"

"Why should I be afraid?"

Ye Fan held his head high, with a mysterious smile on his face, and asked: "If an ant stood in front of you, would you be afraid? Just trample it to death!"


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