The years when I opened a coffin shop in the world of Ninth Uncle

Chapter 302 Divine Power Collision
"die!"

Another yell, Xu Ping's eyes were fierce, and the aura of chaos turned into a dense sword light, which exploded in Grimace's body.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the sword radiated everywhere.

The hundreds of tentacles protruding from the grimace, together with the ferocious grimace, all became invisible immediately, and dispersed like a cloud of smoke, leaving only layers of shaman god power in front of them, condensed and not scattered.

After following the Ishida ghost all the way, and finally killed the Ishida ghost in Laer Mountain, Xu Ping smiled and felt extremely comfortable.

When he was in Qicheng, he had seen countless people die tragically, and he had already made a decision to kill these beasts who didn't know what human nature was, one by one.

But he also knew that the Japanese ninjas would definitely not stop there.

Just like what Ishida Oni said, there will definitely be a steady stream of ninjas coming from thousands of miles later.

But just like what Xu Ping said, since he already knew the methods of Dongpu's ninja, how could he be defenseless.

just wait!
Xu Ping thought to himself.

But at this moment, the divine power of the surrounding shaman gods suddenly changed. The divine power that had gradually calmed down because of the death of the Ishida ghost evaporated like boiling water.

A series of tyrannical divine powers scurrying around.

Xu Ping stretched out his hand and flicked away a few strands of divine power, but for a moment he couldn't guess what happened.

Could it be Bai Fengyun?

Xu Ping thought about it carefully, and felt that something was wrong.

Because the shaman's power in front of him didn't seem to be under control at all, and some shaman's power even caused internal fighting, which couldn't be done by Bai Fengyun.

She doesn't have that ability either.

If the majestic divine power is defeated by tyrannical means, it is inevitable that there will be no disasters.

Its power is no less than that of mushroom bombs.

He tried to absorb it by means of devouring... Xu Ping thought for a moment, then shook his head. Today's shaman's divine power is mixed and impure, and has gradually transformed into the power of ghosts and gods.

Such impure divine power, entering the body, is of no benefit.

After all, it's not good if you eat your stomach badly.

But he is not helpless. Outside the statue, there is a hundred-year-old girl waiting to be fed, eagerly looking forward to these divine powers.

Xu Ping made a plan, manipulated the power of chaos in Bai Fengyun's body, and dispersed it.

This is also equivalent to dredging the water pipe from the divine power to Bai Fengyun's body.

After unblocking, Xu Ping didn't hesitate, there was still an evil heretic waiting for him.

When Xu Ping fought fiercely with Ishida Ghost, it wasn't that Wushan God didn't want to intervene, but he had no way to do it.

The space they were in was filled with the power of ghosts and gods, even Wushan God couldn't suppress them, and could only wait for their results.

Therefore, when he discovered that there was a riot in the power of ghosts and gods, he immediately knew that Ishida ghost had been defeated.

The next one is myself.

"Look at the sword!"

A stern voice resounded in his ears, Wushan God was shocked, he dodged hastily, and a fiery sword glow shot past where he was just now.

Wushan gods are homosexual, one in front and one in back.

But the one facing Xu Ping was the girl with disheveled hair, coquettish red lips, and long round legs, exuding a charming aura all the time.

"It turns out that the so-called Wushan God is just an evil god who is neither male nor female."

Xu Ping said calmly, and raised the Ghost Slaying Sword in his hand.

The evil gods in front of him are acting fierce in the human world, but in fact, they are no match for the few great ghost generals they encountered in the underworld.

"Yo~"

"Handsome little man, why did you come into my body?" The Wushan Goddess body facing Xu Ping let out a roar.

Xu Ping frowned, feeling unwell.

It's not because of his obsequiousness, but because of his feeling, why is this Wushan God like Sister Yao.

In fact, Xu Ping's feeling was very accurate.

Many brothels and kilns in the folk worship Wushan God, whose temperament is similar, which is normal.

"Your body?" Xu Ping sarcastically said, "Isn't this statue already refined into a magic weapon by the saintesses of the witchcraft sect outside?"

If Bai Fengyun hadn't refined the statue into a magic weapon, the Wushan God in front of him would not have been imprisoned in the statue.

Hearing Xu Ping's mention, Wushan God was furious immediately, and said angrily: "Hmph, what is the Wugu sect, they also want to take away my divine power, wishful thinking."

As he said that, Wushan God looked at Xu Ping, "What about you, do you covet my divine power or my body?"

Xu Ping was speechless.

Just because this voice was mixed with a male voice, it was really disgusting.

"I can't stand it!"

Xu Ping let out a strange cry, swung his long sword away, and took the lead in attacking.

The sword light leaked out like mercury, and shot away quickly, making a series of explosions like thunder.

Facing the oncoming sword light, Wushan God did not dare to neglect, and knew that if he was careless, he would end up like a ghost of Ishida.

He felt that he was almost the same as Ishida ghost, and the other party chose to deal with Ishida ghost first, which gave him a chance.

Although he didn't understand Xu Ping's skills, it must have taken a lot of effort to kill the Ishida ghost, but he didn't panic.

He pushed straight out with one palm, as if Mount Tai was facing him, and a gust of wind suddenly blew up.

"boom--"

With a loud bang, Wu Shanshen's single palm was cut off, leaving a sword mark on his chest, gurgling with blood.

"Amazing!"

Wushan God showed horror on his face.

He slapped the young man in front of him with all his strength, and he was actually vulnerable.

Being able to kill Ishida Ghost without bloodshed, he had already envisioned Xu Ping's skills, but he still didn't expect that the other party's skills were limitless.

Can't beat it!

In a blink of an eye, Wushan God had already made a clear distinction of the situation, but he was in the statue, and there was no way to escape.

"Fool!"

The female body behind her cursed, "Use divine power to pester you, don't be tough."

Wushan God suddenly woke up, and the surging divine power around him rushed towards Xu Ping crazily.

And in this pink and white light, there are several graceful figures dressed in light gauze, dancing lightly, and the sound of silk and bamboo can be heard in the ear, reminding Xu Ping of Zhou Lianqing, who is as gentle as water.

Next time I go to Hong Kong Island, I'm afraid she won't have to eat herself alive... This thought flashed through Xu Ping's mind quickly, he suppressed the messy thoughts in his heart, his eyes became clear, and he continued to slash towards Wushan God with the Ghost Slaying Sword.

The pull of divine power was not completely ineffective, at least Xu Ping's movements became a little slower, and it was this point that made Wushan God frequently seize the chance of life at the critical moment.

Wushan God was also aggrieved.

If it weren't for the god statue as itself, the strength would not be so strong, but if Bai Fengyun survived, he would not be able to regain the god statue.

Thinking of this, he had no choice but to use his trump card.

……

There seemed to be a roar in the cave, and the mountain walls began to tremble.

"what?!"

Bai Fengyun was surprised, and before he could examine it carefully, he was overjoyed.

Only because of the shackles of the divine power, it suddenly disappeared, and the divine power of the shaman god entered the body again like a trickle.

Seeing that the divine power entered her body through the statue again, she immediately became impatient and tried her best to control the statue, speeding up the transmission of the divine power.

A trickle, into a gallop into the sea.

Although Bai Fengyun also discovered that the divine power that enters the body through the idol is only the divine power of the shaman who has fused the power of ghosts and gods.

But she doesn't dislike it, divine power is divine power after all.

As more and more divine power entered Bai Fengyun's body, a faint black energy began to overflow from the pores of her body, and her white jade-like skin was also dyed a faint black.

But suddenly.

The black power of ghosts and gods suddenly became violent. Bai Fengyun was unprepared, felt a pain in his chest, and immediately spit out a mouthful of blood.

The bright red blood fell on the ground, and black smoke even billowed up.

At this time, Bai Fengyun also noticed that the power of ghosts and gods in her body began to appear strange. A trace of anxiety appeared on her face, but she couldn't stop at all.

More and more powers of ghosts and gods rushed into the body, and after traveling through the meridians of the whole body, they returned to the dantian.

Bai Fengyun was washed by the power of ghosts and gods over and over again, the original jade-like skin also became dull, and the girlish appearance could no longer be maintained, white hair gradually grew out of the waterfall-like blue hair, and wrinkles appeared on the delicate face.

This is because there is too much power of ghosts and gods in the body, and Bai Fengyun can't suppress it anymore, unable to maintain his youthful appearance.

If her hair is all white and she still can't control the power of ghosts and gods in her body, she will be exhausted by this majestic power and die like a rotten corpse.

And at this point, it's not something she can stop just by saying stop.

After biting a mouth full of silver teeth, Bai Fengyun already understood that he was careless after all, and did not escape other people's schemes.

But it's not like she doesn't have back tricks, Manggu Vermilion Clam Gu is useless at this time, but the Linglong Patriarch of Wu Yubracelet can be summoned, and with blessings, she may be able to escape the current catastrophe.

She quickly made a decision, reached out and flicked the witch jade bracelet on her wrist, and chanted the spell aloud

Bai Fengyun recites the mantra extremely fast and the syllables are very short, which is similar to the language passed down from generation to generation in Miao Jiang and is not well known to outsiders.

But when the incantation sounded, it seemed to pass through layers of nothingness. Even Xu Ping, who was inside the statue, heard her incantation.

"what's the situation?!"

A powerful aura is brewing around, as if it will come at any time.

Xu Ping showed shock.

But the Wushan God in front of him at this time was full of horror, piety, and excitement, all kinds of indescribable emotions mixed together, causing him to kneel down immediately, raised his hands, and shouted.

"Miss Linglong..."

"Miss Linglong..."

A voice seemed to be praying, echoing in the statue.

The Wushan god is very peculiar, having the same body as men and women.

At this moment, the person facing Xu Ping was a burly man, and on his back, there was an extremely coquettish woman with disheveled hair at the same body as him.

The two made the same movements and made the sound of praying at the same time, which sounded very dreamy.

And the Wushan God, who had been so vicious just now and vowed to fight Xu Ping to the death, had turned into such a appearance at this moment, which made Xu Ping have no choice but to look serious.

"It sounds like it is the founder of the legendary Witch Gu Cult."

From this powerful aura, Xu Ping sensed that there was some weakness in the future, and his originally tense nerves immediately relaxed.

It turned out to be just a consciousness...

At this time, Wushan God looked at Xu Ping with an excited face, and smiled triumphantly: "Young man, Empress Linglong is here, and your time of death has come."

Xu Ping sneered.

He has heard this sentence many times.

"I still remember what you said just now about the Witch Gu Cult!" Xu Ping said with a light smile, the Ghost Slaying Sword in his hand was shining brightly, showing its sharpness.

God Wushan was stunned for a moment, and said at the same time: "Although the Wu Gu sect was founded by Empress Linglong, how can it be compared with her. Empress Linglong is..."

The voice didn't fall!

God Wushan felt his body being torn apart, as if someone wanted to separate the male body from the female body.

"Witch Gu Sect, how can you, a traitor, be able to make irresponsible remarks?"

Bai Fengyun's voice sounded outside.

Xu Ping was quite surprised when he heard that it was Bai Fengyun's voice. He didn't expect her to have such a skill, but he underestimated this saint.

I don't know what method Bai Fengyun used, Wu Shanshen yelled in pain, and kept saying that he was wrong.

And where his back was connected, there were also obvious signs of pulling, his skin was torn apart, as if there were two invisible big hands, one left and one right, wanting to separate them arbitrarily.

Now that a thought of Linglong Empress was summoned, the aura of Bai Fengyun's whole body rose extremely, and the rioting power of ghosts and gods in his body also became extremely calm.

It is also because of this that she was able to attack Wushan God through the statue.

Afraid of Xu Ping's strength, Bai Fengyun did not attack Xu Ping from a distance, but re-observed him.

"hiss……"

Bai Fengyun took a deep breath, feeling cold all over his body.

It wasn't that she saw something, but even so, she didn't see anything.

Xu Ping's morality is still unknown.

And the unknown is the scariest thing.

This shock, but the mana was slightly slowed down, but it saved Wushan God from pain.

Wushan God was angry in his heart, but he couldn't tell whether it was Linglong Empress who came in real body, or what.

Seeing Xu Ping laughing and looking at him again, the anger in his heart became even worse, he rushed over, armed with the power of Laer Mountain, trying to smash Xu Ping to pieces on the spot.

However, Xu Ping had already taken precautions. The ghost-slaying sword shot several feet of sword light, and the brilliance flowed, and it had already pierced Wushan God's body.

But Wushan's savagery broke out, and his strength was boundless. Even though he was pierced through the stomach by the ghost sword, he did not die for a while, but continued to move forward bravely, pushing Xu Ping back continuously, unable to stand firmly.

"Humph!"

Although pushed back, Xu Ping did not panic. After a cold snort, the Ghost Slashing Sword burst into light, and the lingering sword light burst out everywhere.

"what--"

"what--"

Only two consecutive screams were heard, and the two bodies of Wushan God were pierced with thousands of holes by the sword light in an instant.

Xu Ping flicked his wrist, and the ghost-slaying sword burst out, and the body of Wushan God exploded, and disappeared in an instant, returning to nothingness.

"It turns out that Wushan God has no physical body, and this body is just an illusion of divine power."

Xu Ping withdrew the Ghost Slaying Sword and looked around vigilantly.

The divine power belonging to Wushan God did not appear violent like the power of ghosts and gods, but immediately calmed down like water after Wushan God died.

A moment later, it was like a rushing tide and was absorbed by Bai Fengyun.

"Ha ha……"

"Mine, all mine!"

(End of this chapter)