A captivating momentum surged into the sky.

The weird-looking Xingdou seemed to be worn by a ghost, and the same was true for Domain, floating in the air.

The Ghost King seemed to have diluted his existence and turned into an invisible object to avoid attacks from heavy firepower.

After all, he is both a ghost and a corpse, and it is reasonable to be able to switch shapes.

"The Yan Emperor's blood is strong, the Beidou ignites the bones, the Siming is broken, and the Tianyou destroys the species. When the divine sword is used, all ghosts will collapse. It is as urgent as the Northern Emperor's law and order!"

The sound of chanting with full energy suddenly sounded, suppressing the gunshots coming from the sky.

When a Taoist priest no longer carries the peach wood sword, it means that he has embarked on the path of invincibility.

At least Zhong Fabai is like this.

On the side, the lay Buddhists of Caolu no longer knew how to describe what they saw and heard. First, they were terrifying and unimaginable high-tech weapons, and later they were the Northern Emperor's Dharma.

Even though the Ming Dynasty where he was located did not enter the Dharma-Ending Age, very few people still practiced the Northern Emperor's Dharma. Because the conditions were too strict, those who were not strong in perseverance could not practice. If they broke the precepts slightly, they would be thrown into hell and punished.

[There are three ghosts who are subjected to this curse, and their eyes will be destroyed and their bodies will die. The above magical curse is the name of the master of killing ghosts. The Northern Emperor secretly believes the way.]

Even if Zhong Fabai only uses one of the Tianpeng magic spells, and only the next half, the power is still unpredictable.

The Big Dipper, which was originally radiant, became more and more dazzling. The Fusang Ghost King, who had already made his form closer to the ghost, avoided and relieved the trauma caused by the cinnabar bomb, suddenly began to wail, his eyes were foiled, and dark and smelly liquid oozed out.

Immediately afterwards, the limbs and bones showed a bright blood-red color, as if there was a fire burning inside.

Finally, the starlight condenses and forms.

A magic knife that cannot be described in words fell down.

The Northern Emperor's Dharma contains great divine power. If Zhong Fabai's magic power and Taoist practice are enough, the few sentences he recites are enough to condense into Marshal Tianyou among the Four Saints of the North Pole.

clang!

At the critical moment, the Ghost King endured the pain and raised the knife in his hand to block the shadow of the divine sword that was slashing towards his neck.

Sound waves diffuse outward.

The soil and wood chips mixed together, like ripples, rushing to all directions.

After experiencing the initial shock, Chen Jiaju came to his senses and ordered the firefighting team and the firepower team to retreat.

Next, if there is still a battle, it will not be possible for them to participate, but will affect the performance of the bosses in the headquarters.

Stalemate for a moment.

Click.

A crisp sound.

The Beidou Divine Light disappeared, and the Demon-Destroying Sword formed by it turned into light chips bit by bit, while the Knife that the Ghost King relied on was completely broken and shattered into countless pieces.

In addition, the Demon-Destroying Sword also left an indelible knife mark on his neck, and continued to seep out the stinky blood, one after another, corroding the ground.

Without anyone to greet him, Meng Fan rushed up with a ruler in his hand because the time had come.

Eyes are ulcerated - cannot see things.

Neck wounds - damage to vitality.

Bone and blood burn - energy dispersed.

This is the master who can reach the limit.

At this moment, Zhong Fabai was sitting on the ground, unable to even regulate his breathing for the time being. After all, the Ghost King is not so easy to deal with. He almost once again made a great skill and tasted the taste of backlash.

Open the door!

The eight doors of the human body are opened.

With Meng Fan as the core, a complex Bagua plate is formed. Since he has achieved success in practicing this technique, he has not yet met his opponent. Now he has encountered the seriously injured Fusang Ghost King, and he just happened to weigh himself in danger.

"Shock Thunder!"

When Uncle Feng was performing the method, he once said:

It's so fierce, and it's so strong,

The most powerful and fierce tricks became more and more terrifying with the blessing of the Tianpeng ruler. Strips of faint purple thunder wrapped around the ruler, and the taboos engraved on it became deeper.

“小さなカブは家に帰ります!これは男の场所です!”

The blind ghost king roared, and it pulled out the second samurai sword that the warrior carried with him—

Strong difference.

With instinct, I blocked this attack.

[The little boy got home! This is a place for men!]

Even if he could not see things, the Ghost King could still judge the identity of the attacker by his breath. It looked down on Meng Fan and thought that he was too young and was not worthy of fighting with him. So he shouted angrily from a high point.

Meng Fan didn't speak Japanese, but through his tone, he knew that the old Japanese were not saying anything good, so he immediately asked:

"What are you barking in a dog?!!"

During this period, my feet twisted naked.

Fengdi Guan Gua.

Wind on the ground, looking down at everything!

Meng Fan rode the wind and came to the head of the Ghost King at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye of ordinary people. The Tianpeng ruler was smashed down again.

The Bagua Chart changes with your body shape and mind.

shock!

Glory!

Still the thunder method.

I saw a thunder thunder appear out of thin air, and in an instant, it passed through Meng Fan's body, using it as a carrier, and hit the ghost king's sky spirit cover through the divine ruler.

Bang!

The lightning flashed, and the Ghost King wore it on his head. The star pocket that protected his head exploded immediately, and the blood-red hair stood up, slightly curly.

It becomes fashionable.

"It's a pity that the magic power is insufficient, so I still cannot seriously damage this beast." Meng Fan sighed in his heart.

Then, his toes were pointed at the ground and appeared behind the Ghost King, and no longer used thunder magic.

Hong Xiuquan, the founder of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, once said:

Wisdom and kindness, and glorious power.

Meng Fan took two of them to name the strongest thunder method he could use.

The effect is not satisfactory.

After thinking about it, the Ghost King made the court feel helpless in the past, and his magic power could alarm the Tianmen.

After practicing for more than two months, I did not lose the disadvantage of three moves and smashed the armor on his head. I didn’t have much to be discouraged, but I was worthy of being proud of myself.

"Tiangang Wulihuo!"

As his thoughts turned sharply, Jin Mackey's arrangement finally achieved some results. The formation was condensed and he independently attracted the stars.

The flames kept rising from the Ghost King's feet, echoing the flames that burned bones and blood in his body.

The wailing sounded through the sky.

Many surrounding residents who were curious about what was going on, their hearts trembled and they did not dare to pay attention.

At this time, Dasha and Ma Shangfeng, a former life, arrived.

The former had bare hands and fists, and his whole body was covered by a ball of white air. As he walked, there was a roar of a tiger.

The latter has the dragon and tiger energy added, and the golden armor also has the protection of the Emperor of Ming Dynasty, which can block many evil methods. Holding a moon sword in his hand, he slashed directly at the head of the Ghost King without saying a word.

The two were one in front and one behind, one near and one far away, which made the ghost king, who was in extremely poor condition, exhausted from resisting.

Uncle Feng, who was originally carrying cloud-patterned Yin-Yang Glass and was about to kill him, was stunned for a moment. While sighing that the young people are too fierce, he used magic mirrors to refine the starlight and aimed the side that symbolizes [death] at the face of the Ghost King.

Since being besieged, the wailing sound has never stopped, and it has aroused the sky with hatred.

Including those guys who controlled strange tools and released water cannons and fire thunder, at least hundreds of people participated in the siege.

This is completely different from what I imagined!

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Chapter completed!