i have a monster ranch

Chapter 257
That weird old monk was even more powerful than the refining gods and ghost kings present. He was already at the late stage of refining the gods, and the Yangshen might even be a strong person who condensed the primordial spirit.

But didn't the Maoshan disciples just build the foundation? Even though they were very talented, how could it be possible to achieve this level.

Ask yourself, there are not many people present who can do this.

For a while, everyone slowed down a little bit, the ghost kings were thinking of retreating, while Zhang Zhanwu and Zhan Xing were worried about Zhang Ziyu.

The result after this sword may have already determined the direction of this battle.

The sword light dissipated, and Zhang Ziyu and Ghost Buddha stood facing each other, less than ten meters away from each other. Ghost Buddha put his hands together, and Zhang Ziyu stood with his sword.

"The little Daoist leader is amazing, the old monk lost, hahaha."

After the ghost Buddha said this, his figure suddenly drifted, turned into a black smoke, and flew away from this place quickly, not daring to stay for a while.

Zhang Ziyu didn't chase after him either, and with a slight sway of his body, he immediately quit the state of inviting God.

"Hey, where did this old guy come from?"

Zhang Ziyu cursed in a low voice, looking relaxed, Uncle Jiu immediately came over to protect the left and right: "Ziyu, how are you?"

"Half a move, but that old guy doesn't seem to be doing his best."

Zhang Ziyu glanced at the ground on the opposite side, a sleeve of the cassock was on the ground, and there was a small pool of blood glowing with black light accompanying the cassock.

Uncle Jiu's eyes were full of surprise, he sighed, and said, "It's fine, it's unprecedented for you to compete with such a master to such an appearance. I'm afraid the old monk is just practicing with your master. For the character."

Uncle Jiu was startled and frightened, if something happened to Zhang Ziyu just now, then he would be the sinner of Maoshan.

In the past hundred years, or even hundreds of years, the most talented disciple died here, and Maoshan's future might end here.

"Uncle, you go and kill those evil spirits, and I will deal with the ghost king."

"Your injury?"

Uncle Jiu noticed that Zhang Ziyu didn't seem to be exhausted too much, his breath fluctuated slightly, and his body was also injured.

"It's okay, I have a pill."

Zhang Ziyu took out the Rhubarb Pill and the healing potion, swallowed in one gulp, and within a few breath adjustments, he was almost healed.

"Uncle, let's do it."

Zhang Ziyu moved, and hurried towards Shi Jian.

Just now, with the old monk, he understood things on his own, and in the last move, he used all his strength, but the old monk turned to defense instead of attack.

Although the old monk lost half a move, he had no intention of killing him. Otherwise, it is really hard to say who will win the half move.

But now that the old monk is gone, it is just time to solve the current situation. Next time I meet the old monk, even if he gets the first scroll of the dragon elephant golden body, Zhang Ziyu is not afraid of him.

After all, his speed of improvement is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Zhang Ziyu attacked quickly, and the half-ghost scholar was startled: "You are Liaochen's opponent!"

"A lot of nonsense."

Zhang Ziyu unleashed all 36 ten thousand bone swords, and the thunder light suddenly appeared, accompanied by the power of longan from the dragon snake suit, he directly thought about killing the half-ghost scholar.

When Shi Jian saw this, he was startled. He wanted to kill the half-ghost scholar by force without losing face, and he had already used the Lightning and Thunder Fist in his hand.

But the half-ghost scholar gave Zhang Ziyu a chance, and the ghost claws stretched out his body with three arms, and wanted to hang in front of him.

36 If the Ten Thousand Bone Sword can't pierce through that old monk training body, can't it also pierce this crispy ghost?

"puff"

When the penetrating sound sounded, the half-ghost scholar's expression froze: "How is that possible?!"

He never thought that he, who is comparable to the ghost king, would be unable to catch a single move. The Ten Thousand Bone Sword swung violently, and in an instant, the thunder light and the dragon flame burned the half-ghost scholar to ashes.

"Master, you go and deal with the evil spirits, and I will help Master Zhanxing and the others."

After Zhang Ziyu finished speaking, the person disappeared, and Shi Jian suffocated with a Lightning and Thunder Fist, almost suffering internal injuries.

This kid seems to be much more powerful in combat than himself. Could it be that he is really old?

Zhang Ziyu didn't know that Master Bo Shi Jian had already doubted himself. He came to Zhan Xing's side, and the green-faced ghost king almost jumped out when he saw it.

This killing star actually came over, and even killed the half-ghost scholar with one move. There is no place for it to stay, and it immediately turned into black smoke and wanted to turn around and leave.

Damn it, it shouldn't be greedy for the flesh and blood of the cultivator this time, as well as the body of that half-ghost scholar.

No matter how regretful it is, it's too late.

Zhang Ziyu sneered: "What's the hurry, are you rushing home to collect your clothes?"

To deal with a group of strong dogs, to deal with weak ghosts must strike hard.

Flying chains shot out from his body, immediately entangled the black smoke, restrained him several times, and tied the green-faced ghost king out of his original form.

"Let me go, I am willing to enter your Hundred Ghost Banner."

"late."

Zhang Ziyu cast dozens of ghost-controlling spells in the air, and then uttered a word: "Town"

A large amount of ghost energy from the green-faced ghost king was exchanged for energy, which was extracted by the flying rigid chain to supplement Zhang Ziyu's consumption. After the ghost-controlling curse flew over, it was continuously compressed, and it turned out to be black energy the size of a fist.

A porcelain bottle flew out of Zhang Ziyu's hand, put it in it, and completely suppressed it.

Not to mention that the establishment of the Hundred Ghost Banners is already full at this time, and it is not known how long it will take to sacrifice such a fierce ghost king.

On the other hand, Gemini Resentful Spirit and Chu Renmei have already purified their grievances and developed towards ghost spirits. They are extremely obedient, and their strength has reached the ninth level of foundation building, and they will become ghost kings one step further.

Moreover, he is still a ghost king transformed from a special ominous spirit, so why should Zhang Ziyu be far away?
It would be better to give the green-faced ghost king to them to devour the ghost energy, and further push them to become ghost kings.

Zhan Xing was shocked by Zhang Ziyu's fierce methods: "Thank you, nephew, for your action."

"Uncle, you go and clean up those remaining evil spirits, and I will help Uncle Zhanwu and Master Yijie."

"it is good!"

Zhang Ziyu flashed towards Zhang Zhanwu, but this time he didn't have a chance to make a move.

Zhang Ziyu's actions to kill the ghost king one after another were really too big, the ghost king in red and the headless ghost king all started to run away.

However, the person opposite them is a leader of a sect, and if they are distracted from the battle and lose their fighting spirit, then they are embarrassed.

Zhang Zhan made a decisive move, and the Heavenly Master's Sword of Subduing Demons slashed out, and combined with the thunder method, split the headless ghost king in half.

Master Yijie held a vajra in his hand, and flew out, beating the female ghost king to death.

For a moment, all the ghost kings fell down, and the ghost creatures formed by the condensation of their ghost energy naturally began to dissipate. The red and black mist quickly dissipated, and the remaining evil ghosts fled in a hurry.

But where else can I escape this time?
Zhang Ziyu's ghost soldiers had already surrounded all the places and began the final strangulation.

The rest of the evil spirits were only five hundred, and a few gods joined the siege, but within ten minutes, they were all killed.

On the field, only Zhang Ziyu, the army of ghost soldiers summoned by the ghost banner, was the only one with a turbulent ghost aura.

"Hundred ghost banners collected!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhang Ziyu restrained all the ghosts directly without any pressure.

If in the past, raising so many ghosts, I'm afraid it would have caused some unnecessary criticism.

But Zhang Ziyu is different, one is from a famous family, and there is a teacher who inherits the Five Ghosts Transport Dafa, that is to say, this is a regular army, although it is 200 times that of Wu, but it is also a kind of Wu.

The other one is that the battle order was prohibited just now. As a ghost general, the spirit ghost is not bloodthirsty, and Zhang Ziyu has no difficulty in controlling it. It is obvious that they are all under control.

The third reason why no one criticizes it is the simplest. Who dares to say that you have opened your head and opened it completely.

Although Zhang Ziyu is only at the eighth level of foundation building, his fighting power is exploding, and Maoshan is the best in the world to protect his weaknesses. Especially in single-handed and group fights, they are all ranked first, who dares to speak?
"Amitabha, the destruction of the Taiping Sect is all thanks to Nephew Ziyu's actions. Otherwise, if the old monk comes out, I'm afraid we will all return home with a broken halberd."

"Master One Precepts is serious, it's all for the people of the world, and it's just doing what is right."

Zhang Ziyu became humble at this time, looked at the miserable situation around, and said: "The Taiping Sect is destroyed, but this place is still a fierce place, I'm afraid everyone needs to take action to get rid of the ghost energy and those corpses."

"What my nephew said is very true, it's good for our factions to do it together."

The four factions fought together, and with the addition of the disciples of the various factions who came later, the rescue was no less than a large-scale water and land meeting.

It took a full three days, and at the same time, Uncle Jiu led people to change Fengshui, which made Fengmenshan a lot more cheerful.

Just want to restore popularity, then I don't know how many years it will take.

Perhaps 20 years, or longer.

After the various factions settled the matter, they also began to say goodbye one after another, and what is worth mentioning is their attitude towards Zhang Ziyu, which was raised to the point where they were of the same generation or even half a level higher, and their favorability was full.

Among other things, with this strength and talent, he will definitely be the head of Maoshan within two generations, and friendship is a must.

The crowd dispersed, and Maoshan also gradually dispersed.

The same was true for Shi Jian, this time it was quite exciting for him, and he didn't really want to stay here.

But just as he was about to leave, Zhang Ziyu suddenly stopped him.

"Master, wait a minute, Ziyu has something to say."

(End of this chapter)