The best little Taoist priest in the city

Chapter 183 Amitabha

"It's too late to explain! Hurry up and get in the car! No, hurry up!"

Zhongling saw a large number of ghosts Wuyang Wuyang chasing and intercepting him again, he took Ji Rumeng's hand and ran away!

Ji Rumeng's soft and smooth little hand was just held by Zhong Ling, and then ran wildly with him.

At this time, Zhongling's mana was not much left, and if he wanted to fight this ghost king again, he would not be able to kill so many ghost slaves, especially dozens of ghosts!

For the current plan, we can only escape for the time being, life-saving is the most important thing!

Fortunately, Ji Rumeng has strengths in running, and her running speed is not slow at all, so the situation is not too bad for the two of them running hand in hand in the crowd of ghosts, and a large number of ghosts can't catch up with their speed.

A small number of ghosts blocking the way were also directly killed by Zhong Ling with powerful Taoism. They went on a rampage all the way, and no ghost could block the way of the two.

The two held hands and forcibly broke through the Thousand Souls Formation. When they met ghosts blocking Zhong Ling, they killed Zhong Ling forcefully. When was Ji Rumeng surrounded by so many ghosts in his life?I always feel the excitement is endless, and I have the illusion of breaking out side by side with my comrades in the hail of bullets!

Just as Zhongling took Ji Rumeng's hand and ran wildly, about to break through the formation of evil spirits and escape from this place, a Buddha's cry suddenly came from a distance.

"Amitabha--"

The voice is loud and majestic, like a giant Buddha descending into the world, giving people peace of mind without any panic.

As soon as the Buddha's call came out, the group of nearly a thousand evil spirits and fierce ghosts who were chasing and killing Zhong Ling and the two of them suddenly stood still in the air as if they were shocked by something, and did not move anymore!

The originally noisy and chaotic world has become eerily quiet and still.

The ghost king saw that Zhongling wanted to break out of the encirclement, wanted to escape, and was about to fly after him, but suddenly heard the Buddha's name, and immediately even he didn't dare to act rashly, and stood still in the air without moving.

This Buddha's name has the effect of stabilizing the heart of human beings, like the magic needle of calming the sea, giving people an extremely strong sense of security.But for ghosts and monsters, it can make them panic and panic inexplicably, and has a powerful effect of deterring ghosts and monsters!

An old monk wearing a red cassock, who looked like an old monk who had attained enlightenment, came here in vain!

He moved across the air directly, and saw Zhong Ling and Ji Rumeng dumbfounded.Just a sound of the Buddha's name can deter the evil spirits all over the sky, including the ghost king. This old monk's skills are not simple!Zhong Ling was secretly surprised, the skill of this old monk was probably only one level lower than his master's at most!

Zhongling and the two stood still in place, watching the old monk slowly approaching, they even forgot to let go of their holding hands.

The old monk came out of nowhere and landed in front of the two of them slowly. With a round face and kind eyes, he asked Zhong Ling directly, "I happened to pass by this place and felt that it was very cloudy, so I came here to have a look. May I ask?" Little fellow daoist, what happened?"

Zhongling inspected the monk's skill with his magic eye, and found that the magic power was boundless, and the fluctuation of true energy was so strong that it was immeasurable!It was unfathomable, and it was impossible to find out the strength of this old monk!

At the moment, it is judged that this monk has strong skills, and he dare not make mistakes.Looking at the ghost king in the sky, he replied: "The biggest ghost in the sky is the culprit of this incident. He is the soul of Nian Gengyao, a powerful official in the Yongzheng period during the Qing Dynasty."

"He used the Black Mountain Yinjue Formation and thousands of ghost slaves to pay tribute to his soul. He wanted to spend 300 years to evolve into a blood prison ghost. Unfortunately, only ten years later, the formation was destroyed by someone, and the result fell short. Only the cultivation base of a ferocious ghost."

"He planned to kill and absorb a large number of living people's yang energy. I happened to be caught by Xiaodao, so I fought with him. That's how things started."

"Huh?" The old monk glanced in the direction of the ghost king, and the boundless power of Buddhism burst out all over his body!

"I never thought that 300 years ago, Emperor Yongzheng's most powerful minister, General Nian, would keep such a hand after he was executed by Emperor Yongzheng? How would he revive his soul after 300 years? What a catastrophe this would cause to the world!!"

"Fortunately, someone broke your formation, otherwise the world would be in trouble." Finally, he concluded: "Since it is already a character in the history books, it should be regarded as ancient."

After finishing speaking, huge and boundless fluctuations of mana erupted from the old monk's body, and his monk's robe and cassock swelled automatically without wind, as round as a big drum! !

"Buddha palms the world!"

The old monk made a very majestic sound, and then silently folded his hands together, looking extremely pious, but extremely majestic.

The ghost king suddenly felt an inexplicable pressure and wanted to run away.

But suddenly, above his head, a giant golden palm with a length of at least ten meters suddenly appeared! !

This palm is translucent with golden light and full of metal texture, giving people a hard visual experience like a golden bell cover!It's a huge Buddha's palm! !

After this palm appeared, without waiting for any reaction from the ghost king, he directly pressed it down with a violent palm, as if patting a tiny ant. Under the fierce slap of this palm, the ghost king's body burst open and turned into countless black monsters. The smoke eventually dissipates without eternity.

Before he even had time to scream, he was wiped out under the boundless mana! !

Zhongling was taken aback, my God, this old bald donkey wiped out this ghost king with one move, at least the strength of the middle stage of Jindan stage!Foundation Establishment, Condensation, Golden Elixir.

Ji Rumeng was stunned and dazzled when she saw the vast Buddha palm slapping the ghost king to death.Secretly thought that this old eminent monk was really powerful! !

Seeing that the ghost king was dead, the group of ghosts who were still in the sky were all frightened and frightened.

The old monk put his palms together again, and the Buddha shouted: "Amitabha, the Dharma is boundless!"

The extremely terrifying mana fluctuations erupted! !

Whether it was the monk's robe and cassock of the old monk, or the hair and sleeves of Zhong Ling and Ji Rumeng, they were all blown and rattled, it's not an exaggeration! !

A domineering and unparalleled golden light diffused from the old monk's body, stretching out like a mask in an instant.All the evil and fierce ghosts touched by the golden light died instantly.

This layer of golden mask has been rapidly expanding in all directions, covering the entire field in an instant... swept away...

Looking around, the sky is full of scattered ghosts and souls, and the sky is full of spirits floating...

Seven or eight hundred evil spirits and fierce ghosts were all killed with one move...and turned into more than 2000 spirits...

Zhongling was dumbfounded, the mana of this old monk was too amazing!I'm afraid it's already the Nascent Soul Stage...that's already an existence at the same level as my master...

Everyone has been waiting for a long time, this is today's Chapter 3, and there will be another chapter later.

There are also readers who are struggling with the problem of ten chapters per day. That is, ten chapters broke out on the day it was released, and ten chapters per day is really impossible for Xiao Leng to fight his old life.Everyone search the book city to see if there is an author who changes ten times every day.It’s really as if writing a novel is a codeword machine...

Finally, let me say that the author's subsequent chatter is not charged, not charged, not charged.

I recommend a good book "Supreme Ancient Demon".

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