Myth Revival: I am beheading the gods in the Shanhaijing!

Chapter 127 Panel Upgrade ([-]-word chapter)

"Hey! Don't say that, we have no choice but to close the mountain to practice now, so that we can better protect the world in the future."

Situ corrected Han Jinglue's words, saying that their Taoism is not the kind of sect that leaves the world alone.

"Now that there are airplanes, cannons, missiles and nuclear weapons, not to mention us Taoists, even if you pull down the half-step immortal who has stepped into three flowers and five spirits, you will not be able to stand up to Big Ivan."

"The imperial court protects the people well in the early stage. As for us, we will definitely come out when the time comes. Don't worry, Pindao will protect you when the time comes."

Situ patted his chest, looking like he dared to be the first in the world, while Han Jinglue gave him a blank look:
"Then I really thank you."

While talking, the two also walked to the back door of the front hall. Situ also stepped forward and pushed the back door open.

The dim light in the ruins suddenly shone into the extremely dark front hall, and what appeared in front of the two of them was a very grand courtyard.

There are hundreds of dry linden trees in the courtyard, and the space is much larger than it looks from the outside. It is nearly a kilometer long and wide, and it is obviously the same as the front hall, with a space gap with the outside world.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Han Jinglue took a breath of fresh Yuan Qi, absorbed the candlelight in the hall into Huo Huanyi, and the front hall was completely devoid of light.

"I said you are very powerful baby, self-sufficient!"

Situ looked at Han Jinglue's actions, and stared enviously at the ancient Shu copper and the exposed Huo Huanyi. Han Jinglue shook his head and walked out of the front hall first.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his head, and stabbed back on the horse with the big gun in his hand, and grabbed Situ at the same time!
"Danger!"

Pulling Situ away, Han Jinglue felt a terrible force coming from the big gun in the next second, and his whole body immediately smashed against the wall of the courtyard!
The wall was cracked, revealing the flesh-like tentacles inside, and the tentacles jumped from time to time, like living things.

bang——

"It's okay!"

The sound of the explosion and Situ's voice came together, Han Jing took a breath, and slowly stood up with the spear, only then did he see Situ holding a long sword, blocking the sickle of the huge black shadow.

bang...

Situ gradually struggled, the floor tiles under his feet cracked, and Han Jinglue could see the shadow clearly.

Like the Rakshasa ghost, standing in front of him was a three-meter-tall armored general with shriveled muscles that looked like a bamboo pole.

He held a bronze sickle with a hook in his hand, and Situ struggled to parry the green hand sickle.

[You saw the four-star mythical creature Rakshasa ghost king]

"Get down!"

Without time to hesitate, Han Jinglue waved the big spear in his hand, and suddenly a sea of ​​flames was shot out as the spear swept across!
Situ only felt a stabbing pain in the back of his head, he barely pushed away Raksha Ghost King's hand sickle, and immediately lay down on the ground.

When the fire wave swept across and hit the Luosha Ghost King's chest, the bronze armor was instantly melted, only the sickle and chain in his hand were not affected.

"Uh..."

It was as if Kayako's screams came from the mouth of the Raksha Ghost King every time he killed someone. Han Jinglue felt a blur in front of his eyes. When he woke up again, he found himself standing in the real rented house.

"phantom!"

The strengthened perception and intelligence immediately broke through the illusion, and the surrounding illusion suddenly shattered. When returning to Baotong Temple, Han Jinglue also saw the Raksha Ghost King rushing in front of him.

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, a pillar of fire suddenly rose from the ground with a radius of [-] meters, piercing into the sky...

bang——

When a figure was thrown out of the pillar of fire, Situ immediately caught the person with his quick hands and eyes.

"Gan!"

It was Han Jinglue himself who was blown away, and the moment he stabilized his figure, the Rakshasa Ghost King appeared above the two of them in the next second.

At the critical moment, Situ threw out the long sword in his hand, and the long sword split into two, two into four, and four into four...

The long sword split until 32 flying swords were split in an instant, stabbing the Luocha Ghost King's chest in one breath.

The armor there had been melted by Han Jinglue, and Situ wanted to test the hardness of this guy's body.

However, at the moment of contact, the 31 flying swords transformed from stellar qi shattered, leaving only the flying sword itself, and the ghost king's body was bounced away after only seven or eight meters of flying the ghost king.

"This guy is at the Five Qi Realm, and the two of us alone can't beat him!"

Situ manipulated the flying sword back to his side and hurriedly greeted him, but before he could finish speaking, Han Jinglue flew out suddenly, and slammed the gun on the ghost king's head.

boom--

The sound of gold and stone as if a sledgehammer hit a big bell appeared on the spot, Han Jinglue twisted his body in mid-air and swung his spear again to smash it down.

"You run first!"

Han Jinglue yelled at Situ, and Situ thought that Han Jinglue had misunderstood him and thought he was afraid, so he immediately said unwillingly:
"Poverty is not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death"

After speaking, the narrow flying sword behind Situ was also called out, and the two flying swords were spinning in front of him. Taking advantage of Han Jinglue's fight with the Rakshasa ghost king, he folded his fingers into a sword and drew in the air, leaving a spot of light on the talisman. Muttering non-stop:

"Supreme Jade Purity, Unknown Collection, Nine Heavens Universal Transformation, Rising Humanity..."

After chanting the spell, Situ hurriedly yelled at Han Jinglue: "Get out of the way!"

Han Jinglue hurriedly dodged when he heard the warning, when a bolt of lightning suddenly fell from the sky, hitting the Rakshasa Ghost King.

The thunder and lightning were so violent that the floor tiles on the battlefield exploded one after another, exposing the beating flesh and blood inside. When Han Jinglue saw this, he immediately used his supernatural powers, and the monstrous flames gushed out from behind him, turning into a continuously rotating pillar of fire, covering a radius of [-] meters.

"run!"

After unleashing the supernatural power, Han Jinglue ran away, and Situ stepped on the flying sword and passed through the strange space in the front hall in an instant.

This Baotong Temple obviously has a limited space, and it is impossible to return to Guixu by climbing over the wall directly. The two of them galloped back to the original road, and Situ was promoted, covering nearly 400 meters in one second.

The two had just rushed out of the front hall when they were immediately blocked by two huge vajra pestles.

boom--

Dodging the sudden attack of the vajra, Han Jinglue turned over to stabilize his body, and looked up. It turned out that it was the two statues of the Dharma Protector, one red and one green, who were in charge of guarding the door.

At this time, the god statue became a solid body, and the clay beside it was shattered all over the ground. It is not necessary to think that these two guys have been hiding in the clay before, and now they show their original shape.

【You saw the three-star mythical creature Rakshasa Lux】

"You go first! I run faster than you!"

Han Jinglue greeted him, and immediately waved his big gun to beat back the Vajra Pestle, opening a way out for Situ.

"Be careful!"

Knowing that what Han Jinglue said was true, Situ immediately took advantage of the gap to leave the Baotong Temple, and Han Jinglue was about to leave when he suddenly felt a stabbing pain in the back of his head.

bang——

Just for a moment, Han Jinglue raised his spear to block the scythe in his hand, the floor under his feet cracked and sank, cold sweat protruded from Han Jinglue's forehead, and he gritted his teeth.

He was so overwhelmed by the ghost king of Rakshasa that he couldn't breathe, and the two Rakshasa fighters behind him also raised their huge vajra and were about to smash it down.

"Five seconds..."

Guessing in his heart that Situ had already run two kilometers, Han Jinglue took a deep breath, his eyes were filled with flames, and the moment he looked up at the Ghost King, a blazing pillar of fire erupted.

The mana in the lower dantian was empty, and a huge pillar of fire with a diameter of one thousand meters pierced the sky. Situ, who ran away early, also saw the pillar of fire. He was hesitating whether to go back to rescue Han Jinglue when a figure suddenly passed by him.

"Run! Niubi!"

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment, and when Situ came back to his senses, Han Jinglue had already run away, and Situ hurriedly drove Feijian to escape high into the sky.

However, something that made his scalp tingle happened. The tall buildings behind him collapsed one after another, a huge explosion sound and dust clouds appeared, and the Raksha Ghost King was flying in the air in the smoke, rushing towards him.

"Han Jinglue! Poor Dao, you uncle!!!"

Seeing Han Jinglue, who was running so hard that he couldn't even see his ass, and seeing a flying Rakshasa ghost king behind him, Situ cursed loudly.

Just as Han Jinglue thought, if he really ran away, Situ wouldn't even be able to see his taillights.

Although the speed of the Raksha Ghost King of the four-star mythical creature is not as fast as the Gu sculpture, it still has a speed of 900 meters per second. It only takes three breaths, and the distance between Situ and him is only a few feet away!
"It's over..."

Seeing the scythe in his hand that was coming towards him, Situ had resigned himself to his fate, and swung his sword in despair to resist.

At this time, a flame burst out not far behind the Raksha Ghost King.

rumbling...

The ghost king of Rakshasa knocked Situ away with a sickle, and then flew towards Baotong Temple angrily. Situ, who was smashed into a building, couldn't help but hold his waist and wailed:
"My waist... my waist..."

While crying out in pain, he walked to the gap he had smashed open and looked towards the direction of the explosion, only to see the raging flames turning the sky in the direction of Baotong Temple red.

"He ran back?"

Situ looked at the raging fire in disbelief. It was obvious that only Han Jinglue had such supernatural powers.

"This guy..." Situ, who thought that Han Jinglue ran back because of himself, was a little ashamed, and immediately controlled the flying sword to fly towards Baotong Temple.

The moment he arrived at the battlefield, two heads the size of stone jars fell to the ground, and they were two Rakshasa warriors...

bang——

"Roar!!!"

His subordinates died, and the Raksha Ghost King waved his scythe and collided with Han Jinglue's Yuan Qi spear several times, Han Jinglue gritted his teeth and endured it.

During the battle, he saw Situ in the sky and immediately shouted at him:
"Help me hold this guy for five seconds!"

"Okay!" Situ, who was still suffering from back pain despite being hit by the Raksha Ghost King, immediately chose to take action after hearing Han Jinglue's plea for help.

The two flying swords shot out like thunder, pointing directly at the ghost queen's heart.

Han Jinglue originally thought that this guy would be distracted to block, but at the same time that this guy was in a stalemate with himself, his head suddenly turned 180 degrees. Accompanied by the roar of "Roar", the sonic attack immediately knocked the flying sword into the air. Situ was also hit and fell.

"It seems that I can only..."

Seeing Situ fall, Han Jinglue wanted to put all his eggs in one basket, but when he heard a "poof", a palm-sized flying sword came from the ground and pierced into the ghost king's eyes!

Even if it is a four-star mythical creature, it can't help but be distracted when its eyes are suddenly caught.

Han Jinglue seized this opportunity to block the sickle in the hands of the ghost king, and in the next second he dodged towards the distance, and at the same time put the evolution point he had just obtained into the charm column...

A sense of powerlessness as if Mount Tai was crushing the top hit his whole body, and Han Jinglue, who was running for his life, fell to the ground and rolled several times in a row, his body was covered with dust.

"Roar!!!"

The Raksha ghost king who came back to his senses roared to the sky, and was about to chase Han Jinglue when he was blocked by two flying swords.

"It hurts so bad!"

As if the sound of killing a pig appeared, Situ stood on a tall building, trying his best to buy time for Han Jinglue, but only for a moment, a flying sword was knocked away by the sickle, and the ghost king suddenly threw the sickle, aiming at a thousand meters away Situ.

The chain that seemed to be infinitely extendable continued to extend, and Situ felt his scalp tingling. He was just about to report to the Patriarch, but he never thought that the Raksha Ghost King was knocked into the air by an unknown creature, and the sickle in his hand lost its power.

rumbling...

Countless buildings were destroyed again, the Rakshasa Ghost King kept flying eastward, one building after another was smashed, and so on.

When he was controlled to rush out more than ten kilometers, he let out a loud roar and used a sonic attack to break free from the shackles of the comer.

The Raksha Ghost King grabbed the ground with one hand, leaving a gully of thousands of meters, and finally landed smoothly, and looked at the ruins in full swing.

Among the dust soaring into the sky, a figure floated low in the sky and slowly emerged from the smoke...

A big gun, two horizontal knives, a big bow on his shoulders, and a bronze armor on his body. The ancient inscriptions are shining, the long hair is flying under the helmet, and the flame mirror behind him is like a big sun. Looking closely, it is Han Jinglue I!

"call……"

Taking a deep breath, Han Jinglue only felt that his whole body was about to be enriched and perfected by power, but he did not expect to reach the realm of a four-star mythical creature in just seven months.

[You have become a four-star mythical creature]

[The panel will be upgraded soon]

[Panel upgrades cannot be summoned for 24 hours]

Glancing at the last message left on the panel, Han Jing slightly raised his head to look at the Raksha Ghost King who was waiting a thousand meters away.

The Raksha Ghost King looked at Han Jinglue at this moment, as if he had seen a ghost.

The human being who was suppressed by him a few seconds ago, but in such a short time, the power seems to be stronger than himself!
He was still terrified, he didn't dare to take the initiative to fight for a while, and fought with Han Jinglue physically, but waited in full force, ready to run away at any time.

Han Jinglue, who was standing a thousand meters away from him, just stared at him like this, disappeared in a second, and reappeared in front of him.

"Roar!"

Accompanied by the roar, the Rakshasa Ghost King sat down cross-legged, and a golden divine light suddenly appeared behind him!
In the divine light, a bodhi tree slowly emerged, and golden lotuses slowly fell from the crown of the tree. It seemed that there was a virtuous and eminent monk reciting Buddhist scriptures silently in each golden lotus.

A second ago, the Rakshasa ghost king who was a colorful and evil ghost, now turned into eight dragons, reciting Dharma, just like an ancient Buddha...

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, thousands of divine lights appeared behind Han Jinglue, colorful and colorful, the flames were like a bright mirror, in which the sea of ​​flames swirled and lava overflowed.

The roar of fire in the mirror strikes, and the rumbling sound is like a galloping horse...

As soon as he enters the innate, magical powers are like a sea, and the mysterious methods are unpredictable——

Promoted to a four-star mythical creature, Han Jinglue also stepped into the first level of the Xiantian Realm, the Tongxuan Realm, the first level of the Pre-Qin Qi Practitioner.

Thousands of divine lights overwhelmed and destroyed the city, and the opposite Bodhi tree was like a boat in the sea, weak and helpless...

The Raksha Ghost King chanted scriptures faster, and the sacred bodhi tree behind him was slowly raised, gradually growing to more than thirty feet, and a great sun slowly emerged from Han Jinglue's myriad of divine lights.

Like the sun rising from the sea in the morning light, the Great Sun Tathagata and Bodhi are no longer there.

In just a moment, the bodhi phantom shattered, and the sun fell behind Han Jinglue!

"Roar!!!"

Rakshasa Ghost King's Qiqiao was bleeding, but he was not willing to die, but roared and swung his sickle at Han Jinglue.

Swinging his gun to block, Han Jinglue didn't retreat, but when he heard the sound of "Boom", a pile of concrete suddenly broke out behind him, tightly sticking to Han Jinglue's body.

The power of the Raksha Ghost King was transferred to the ground by him, and the effect of the boulder protruding was also Han Jinglue's move to test his own strength.

If he could control the opponent's power and pass it on to his feet, then regardless of how the ground was broken, the cities on the surface would not suffer much loss.

Now it seems that this method is good, and this opponent is also good!

In the blink of an eye, Han Jinglue swung his gun and hit the scythe flying. Han Jinglue drew the saber with his left hand and wiped it on the Luocha Ghost King's neck.

But hearing the sound of "ping" and sparks flying, the seemingly fragile neck blocked Han Jinglue's horizontal knife attack.

Rumbling--

The force of the slash remained undiminished, and the shock wave spread out from the center of the two of them, and many buildings that were already on the verge of collapsing due to the previous battle collapsed one after another.

The Rakshasa ghost king disappeared in front of his eyes, but he was locked by Han Jinglue's aura. Before he could stabilize his figure, Han Jinglue dodged to his side at the same time, and the big gun was used as a blunt weapon, and slammed into his ugly cheek.

The facial features were distorted and deformed, and several teeth flew out with flesh and blood. The next second, Raksha Ghost King smashed into the building, smashing through dozens of buildings.

Before he got up, a big hand grabbed his cheek like covering the sky. Although he couldn't finish grabbing, the strength of the five fingers just made him cry out in pain.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
Han Jinglue grabbed his cheek and smashed it to the ground over and over again. The ground cracked, and a crack more than half a meter wide was formed.

Unable to bear this kind of humiliation, Han Jinglue was forced back a hundred meters in an instant, and the Raksha Ghost King threw out the sickle in his hand, and the chain stretched infinitely.

Facing the attack of the scythe, Han Jinglue just bent back. The scythe passed by him and then spun in the air. Before Han Jinglue could react, the chains had already wrapped five or six times around his body.

A ferocious smile appeared on the face of the Rakshasa Ghost King. The hideous facial features coupled with a ferocious smile made him look like an evil ghost escaped from hell.

He tugged the chain and immediately threw Han Jing up.

But after hearing several explosions of "bang bang bang", the surrounding buildings were smashed by Han Jinglue, and even began to collapse.

It's just that the hardness of the concrete is too weak compared to Han Jinglue's physical body. Han Jinglue is not affected, but the chains that bind his body are quite hard and cannot be broken for a while.

"This chain..."

Han Jinglue closed his eyes, and the myriad of divine light reappeared. In the divine light, a round of great sun rose from the lava. Immediately, the iron chains and chains began to glow red, and they passed into the hands of the Rakshasa ghost king. Even if the palms were burned, The smell of grilled meat wafted out, and the Rakshasa ghost king was also relentless.

In an instant, the magic power on the chains continued to decrease. While Han Jing frowned slightly, he also noticed that the aura of the Raksha Ghost King was getting stronger.

"This guy is absorbing my mana to restore the injury just now!"

After analyzing the results, Han Jinglue broke out with all his strength, and the phantom of the big sun behind him surpassed the [-]-meter-high building. The originally strong chains gradually became unable to withstand such scorching mana.

With the sound of "bang" and the iron cable breaking, Han Jinglue seized the opportunity to untie the sickle, and rushed towards the Raksha Ghost King with the spear in one hand and the flying sickle in the other.

boom……

Like a meteorite impact, a long and narrow bow-shaped shock wave appeared, and Han Jinglue faced the flesh with his flesh. His almost perfectly improved flesh smashed the Raksha Ghost King bloody in an instant.

The blood with golden threads sprinkled all over the ground. Although the Raksha Ghost King healed from his injuries in the next second, he was a little at a loss in front of the impending Yuan Qi spear after exhausting his physical strength.

Sparks splashed everywhere, and the two sides fought hundreds of times in just a short moment. The Raksha Ghost King swung the iron chain. Even without the sickle, he still swung the iron chain to compete with Han Jinglue.

Holding a flying sickle in one hand and a large spear in the other, Han Jinglue moved forward with both hands, completely suppressing the Rakshasa ghost king.

The tall buildings shook, the ground trembled, and the lake not far away emitted waves of spray from time to time. Even Situ, who was more than ten kilometers away, could feel the battle between the two sides.

He didn't dare to approach, so he could only watch the battle between the two sides from a distance.

"This guy is too clumsy, he is also a great power in the five qi realms! Otherwise, he would have hidden the secret method for a short-term promotion!"

Situ Qi's teeth itch, he just felt that he was played by Han Jinglue.

But even so, he still didn't leave here, but quietly waited for the battle to end.

If Han Jinglue really loses, he can only lie down and sleep immediately, ready to return to reality.

If Han Jinglue wins, he will definitely let Han Jinglue hand over what he promised, and he is not afraid of Han Jinglue's attack on him.

"Roar!!!"

The sound wave hit, Han Jinglue dodged in an instant, and at the same time, a rainbow light burst out from the big gun in his hand, piercing the Luocha Ghost King's chest in the next second.

The Raksha Ghost King had to concentrate on repairing his body, but Han Jing stood up and continued to suppress him.

Before being promoted to four stars, the Rakshasa Ghost King didn't have any waves on his face, but now he was suppressed with a ferocious face, roaring loudly and struggling in pain.

Han Jinglue's bones were shaking, his golden muscles and bones surged with magic power, and the big gun in his hand slammed into the Raksha Ghost King again and again.

"Bang" a big gun directly hit the Raksha Ghost King's cheek, but when he heard a "snap", his cheek made a crisp sound and his jaw broke.

"You bastard, didn't you just tie me up with chains? Try it yourself!"

While speaking, Han Jinglue shot the Rakshasa Ghost King into the air, followed closely, and rushed into the air. Han Jinglue waved the flying sickle, and the flying sickle immediately pierced into the Rakshasa Ghost King's lute bone, and the chain was also wound up. over him.

"Snapped!"

The moment the chains were entwined, Han Jinglue's right leg slammed heavily on the chest of the Rakshasa Ghost King, and directly smashed him down from midair.

Even if the Rakshasa ghost king is a servant of one of the eight heavenly dragons in Buddhist mythology, his chest cavity would collapse and his sternum would be broken!
bang——

Accompanied by the earthquake, the Rakshasa ghost king was smashed into the ground by Han Jinglue, and a column of dust [-] meters high suddenly rose up...

rumbling...

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