One person above Qing Huang Ting

Chapter 672: The Asshole Failed Again

The Crazy Demon Medicine of Higashiyama was made by a certain generation of ninja leader.

Similar to the love Gu that Chen Duo had used before, it could greatly stimulate the body functions of the person taking the drug, making him feel no pain, thus allowing him to exert several times his strength.

However, the mad ghost drug also has its flaws. After taking the drug, in order to suppress the emotions of fear and timidity, the mad ghost drug will stimulate the user's hand Shaoyin Heart Meridian and foot Jueyin Liver Meridian, causing anger and murderous intent, causing the spirit to burn with the fire of anger and fan the wind of murderous intent, burning reason and fanning away cowardice.

The whole person will turn into a wild beast who only knows how to kill, a mad ghost.

When the effect of the drug wears off, the ninja's physical potential is completely drained, his spirituality is exhausted, his meridians are dried up, his dantian is shattered, and only one-tenth or one-twelfth of his whole body's cultivation is left, which is already considered a blessing.

This is the cannon fodder medicine distributed by Higashiyama to the Genin and Chunin. It is the adrenaline of the alien world.

Back then in the Toutian Cave, no one from Bihe Mountain used the Crazy Ghost Potion.

It was a battle between a top assassin and a ninja, a dual game of wisdom and bravery. Whoever lost his mind first could be declared a failure.

But if it is used by Genin and Chunin, there will be fewer concerns.

After all, even if you don't take medicine, you're not very smart.

Under the harsh urging of the Jonin, the Genin and Chunin had to take the Mad Demon Potion reluctantly, suppressing their fear of the future by comparing it to the brainwashing education of Higashiyama.

After taking the medicine, the Genin Ogasawara Ichiro felt that the scenes in front of his eyes were covered with a touch of blood, but all things highlighted their presence and tried to squeeze into his eyes. The dim light also became dazzling, as if he was still asleep, but the light was suddenly turned on, stimulating his eyeballs and nerves.

The strong sensory stimulation made his eyes sore and painful and his heart beat fast. This intense discomfort made him feel angry and disgusted.

Under the control of the raging rage in his chest, Ichiro Ogasawara was no longer afraid of Wang Zhenqiu, and he swung his knife towards Wang Zhenqiu.

In his eyes, Wang Zhenqiu was no longer the howling Prajna evil ghost with sharp horns, more than two meters tall, with curved horns, bared eyes and teeth, and surrounded by countless evil ghosts and undead spirits wailing.

In his eyes, Wang Zhenqiu turned again into the Prajna woman with a ferocious face and bared fangs and claws.

What? It's just a ghost.

Ichiro Ogasawara felt that he had touched the shadow of the senior who once slaughtered hundreds of people on the battlefield.

Right in front of him, swinging the knife at him.

  puff!

Wang Zhenqiu's right claw slid past and cut off the ninja in front of him who had just taken the mad ghost potion and was rushing towards him with a howl.

His heart was pumping with blood, his neck turned into a fountain, and Wang Zhenqiu, who was nearby, was immediately covered in blood. Combined with the Prajna evil ghost he was currently playing, he really looked like a bloodthirsty ghost that had just crawled out of hell.

Wang Zhenqiu felt unhappy. He actually didn't like making the scene so dirty, but this brutal method could arouse fear in other people's hearts, enhance the strength of the ghost story played by Prajna No Mian, and accelerate the formation of the fear aura.

Of course, these little tricks can't stimulate the Biheshan ninjas who have already taken the mad ghost potion and are like zombies.

These methods are used to deal with the Onmyojis and monks in the outer circle.

There are not only ninjas in Higashiyama, but also onmyojis and monks who come together because of the same philosophy, and samurai from small schools.

Mad Demon Potion can be taken by Genin, Chunin and samurai, but Onmyoji who rely on numerology to perform Onmyoji, and monks who chant spells to resonate the elements of heaven and earth, or use sound waves to shake the enemy's soul, must remain rational.

  After using the mad ghost potion, he couldn't even recite the finger gestures and spells correctly. Did he have to charge towards Wang Zhen's ball like a ninja or a samurai, picking up talismans and wooden fish and shouting?

That would be sending your life to Wang Zhenqiu in vain.

  However, because of this, the Yin-Yang Master and the monks are also the people who are most affected by Wang Zhen's ball on the battlefield. Wang Zhen's ball has absorbed enough "fear" from them.

It was enough to maintain the appearance of a monster and slaughter the Higashiyama ninjas that kept attacking.

Although Wang Zhen's ball had also been hit by ninjas who had taken the mad ghost potion, unfortunately they were unable to break the defense of Prajna's outer form.

Wang Zhenqiu still had the upper hand, and taking the crazy ghost potion did not seem to turn the tide of the battle.

However, Wang Zhenqiu was not complacent, because he had discovered that the Biheshan Jonin did not continue to urge his men to attack, and he even failed to appease the unstable mentality of the Onmyoji and the monks' team.

Just staring at Wang Zhenqiu quietly made Wang Zhenqiu feel something was wrong.

He seemed to be waiting for an opportunity.

"Kamaitachi!"

Suddenly, a Chunin roared, his face puffed up like a toad, and he blew out a series of wind blade combos that were like a sword blade storm.

The wind blades came too quickly, too fiercely, and too cruelly. They suddenly attacked from behind the ninjas when the two ninjas and Wang Zhenqiu were in a brief stalemate.

He first chopped the two ninjas into pieces, and then cut Wang Zhenqiu. In a moment of carelessness, Wang Zhenqiu only had time to cross his hands to protect his head and chest, and concentrate all his strength in front of him. The long sleeves of the Prajna outer phase hardened and straightened, like the wings of a flying dragon, blocking in front of him to form a door shield.

Ding ding ding boom!

The hasty defense still failed to completely block the violent wind blades. In the end, those few wind blades still broke through Wang Zhenqiu's defense, leaving blood marks on his arms and shoulders.

Wang Zhenqiu put down his hands, covered his face with them, and sang sadly: "Loneliness can walk, evil has no form, and it is difficult to find its place, like an elephant in the forest."

The sad and resentful lyrics were like a devilish sound filling the monks' heads, making the monks dazed and the ninjas stamp their feet.

This is not a trick of the Noh Association. It is the lyrics that Wang Zhenqiu learned after receiving the systematic courses of the opera industry in Baixi Opera. It uses the weakened version of blowing air as the source to vibrate the opera sound that confuses the mind. It is just Wang Zhenqiu,

Taking this opportunity, Wang Zhenqiu escaped from the encirclement, only to find that the ninja who had just used the ninjutsu, Kamaitachi, to give him a brutal blow had died with blood coming out of all his orifices.

The powerful wind technique he just used was a life-and-death attack that combined all his energy and spirit.

The effect of the mad demon drug became stronger and stronger, and the anger and hatred had completely burned out the sanity of these ninjas.

They began to disregard their own lives and deaths and treated Wang Zhenqiu as a mortal enemy who must be killed.

"Kamaitachi!"

"red lotus!"

"Pure Karma Lotus!"

"Wu Weng Chui!"

The karmic fire that burned the body, the kundalini fire that scorched the soul, and the raging thunder and lightning all attacked Wang Zhen's ball.

Storm, sea of ​​fire, and thunder, three things combined into one, even this not-so-small cabin could not withstand it. With such a fierce attack, the thick iron walls were either charred or cut and torn apart, and even the cabin door was torn off, hitting Wang Zhen's ball with a loud bang like a cannonball.

Even the mechanisms and poisonous fog that had been set up in advance were blown out of the cabin through the breach, leaving this small battlefield unusually clear.

  Even a cheerful person like Wang Zhenqiu couldn't help feeling a little depressed, so he tried to be cheerful in the midst of hardship and laughed:

"You really think highly of me! With all this momentum, you should use it to deal with Ding Shimaan and his ilk, why are you targeting me?"

The disaster scene that was created after sacrificing dozens of Biheshan ninjas was really not something that Wang Zhenqiu could withstand without any injury at his current state.

Wang Zhenqiu sacrificed the Noh mask and costumes he got from the Noh Association, and unleashed all the fear accumulated by the Noh Association in previous years, releasing it all at once.

It is not a pity for a son to sell his father's land. Ordinary disciples can sacrifice their lives, but such precious treasures must be sent back to the mountain gate. Wang Zhenqiu only used it once in actual combat, just like using a grenade, using it in a destructive way that can only be used once, and overclocked the magic weapon Prajna Noodle.

This usage is like the disciples of Mount Longhu using their master's Sanwu Male and Female Evil-Slaying Sword as ordinary darts and arrows.

Being beaten to death by the elders is a light punishment.

A hundred years of accumulation was lost in a day. Such extravagant usage must be very powerful.

"Ah~"

Amid the woman's sharp and painful scream, which contained feelings of abandonment and jealousy, the Prajna mask shattered and the ghost form of the Prajna ghost girl emerged.

The feeling of resentment and grief was overwhelming, forming a rain of red leaves, entangled with flames, wind blades, and lightning, just like being entangled by a jealous yandere girl and would not leave until death.

The resentment was destroyed along with the wind, fire and thunder, along with the Prajnaparamita mask and dozens of ninjas, all turned into ashes.

"Pity."

Wang Zhenqiu sighed. Although the self-detonation of the Prajnaparamita saved his life, its sacrifice only took the lives of a dozen ninjas. It was really not worth it.

  唿~

The Higashiyama jonin, with yellow resentful fire emanating the cold breath of the graveyard wrapped around his body, said coldly: "Their sacrifice is worth it, the actor of the Noh Theater Association, you will go down to accompany them."

Wang Zhenqiu tore off the pieces of his gorgeous Noh costume and said, "Who said I'm a member of the Noh Association?"

Wang Zhenqiu said this in Chinese.

The Higashiyama ninja was shocked: "You are not from the Yulong Society, you are from Quanxing!?"

Wang Zhenqiu thought about it seriously and said, "Of course, can't you see it?"

"If you don't believe me, let me show you something that only Quan Xing can do."

Wang Zhenqiu wanted to ask a great god to possess him, but he didn't have time to perform a grand ritual, so he had to spend a greater price to make up for the missing link.

He took out a jade coin for merit, held it in the palm of his hand, stamped his feet and pinched his fingers, using the methods of Baixi Opera and Minnan mediums to invite the spirit to possess him.

  Wang Zhenqiu shouted respectfully:

"Please respectfully invite the Bodhisattva Jingzhi."

When the jade coins are burned out, I wish to enter Luofeng.

Wang Zhenqiu's wish to invite Shen Jingzhi to possess him, along with the incredible power of the Heavenly Dao contained in the jade coin, broke through the two barriers, entered Luofengtian, and was delivered to Shen Jingzhi's desk.

Not long after, another divine thought broke through the boundary, came from the gate above Wang Zhen's head, entered his Niwan Palace, and pushed his soul aside.

Wang Zhenqiu's face lit up with joy; he actually succeeded.

But before he could be happy for long, his soul heard a familiar, teasing voice:

"It's fine if I don't bother you, but you actually dare to jump around in front of me!"

"Then lend me your body for a while."