River Tuluo Xian

Chapter 447

The fast-moving ghost is called a Yaksha.

Jiang Ling cast another body-fixing spell, and the row of yakshas stood still.

Now that the work was done, it was time for him to go.

Immediately, he chose to return the same way, but when he ran to the gate of the previous city, he looked at the gate again, and it was already gone.

In front of him was only the endless city wall that was so high that it couldn't see the top. In just an instant, the city wall was as high as nine days, like an iron barrel, tightly isolating this place.

'No way? '

'Could it be a ghost hitting the wall? '

But with his current state, even if a mere ghost hits a wall, it can't cover his eyes at all.

Taking a closer look, this is an impenetrable city wall, without any cover, and there is really no door.

Suddenly, a thick white mist began to form around.

With only two back and forth breaths, the surroundings are already hazy.

The Yin God of Jiangling swung his sleeves, blowing a strong wind to disperse the white mist.

But after the white mist dissipated, the surrounding scenery was different again.

became a great hall,
He happened to be standing in the center of the hall, surrounded by countless nightshades and evil spirits.

At the top of the main hall, there is a big black bed, on which lies a coquettish man.

There was another man in this man's arms.

Both men have white jade-like skin, which is very close to women.

One of them has black hair and the other has white hair.

The black-haired one is hugging the white-haired one, and the white-haired one is lying in the arms of the black-haired one.

"The Yin God of human beings is so far away that it is a guest. Why do you still want to leave?" the white-haired man who was lying on the ground said.

He looked like a man, but what he said was a woman's voice.

Jiang Ling only felt that the two of them had a threatening yin, and the yin in the entire castle was fluctuating according to the emotions of these two people.

"I went the wrong way. After thinking about it, it's still not good to bother everyone, so I can go back wherever I came from."

Jiang Ling said politely.

As soon as these words came out, the black-haired man slapped the head of the bed with a slap, "Then you mean, you can come and leave whenever you want, in my city of vain death?"

This person spoke fiercely like thunder, and it was a man's voice.

Dead city in vain?
This is the dead city?

Jiang Ling was surprised, and then said: "It's not intentional to come here by mistake, and I don't have the intention of disturbing, so don't blame me."

Black-haired man: "Here he is, he's here. What do you mean he broke in by mistake? How should he be dealt with? My subjects, what do you think?"

A group of evil ghosts shouted words such as [oil pan], [kill], and [dismemberment].

After hearing this, the black-haired man pointed to Jiang Ling and asked, "Did you hear what my subjects said, [Put in the oil pan], [Scratch with a thousand knives], and [Five horses divide the body] Three ways to die, you choose one."

If you die once in the underworld, you will truly die.

The current him, in the state of Yinshen, may not have a physical body, but he must not die as Yinshen.

Jiang Ling suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" The black-haired man patted the window sill again.

Jiang Ling said: "At first I thought it would be fine to be polite. You give me three points, I give you three points, and it's all good for each other. But I retreated three points, and you advanced seven points. This is a bit too much. I have given you some face, you have to keep it well, otherwise when I don't give you face, you will not regret it."

The black-haired man was angry, and suddenly stood up, "What did you say?"

The white-haired man also stood up, and the female voice said angrily, "Say it again."

Jiang Ling looked around at the ghosts, they were different from humans, and they all died in vain, so there was no luck line on their heads at all.

Without the Qi Luck Line, the Cut Luck Technique would have no effect on them.The Nayun method can't draw the power of luck from them.

However, this still does not prevent him from being able to open and close with Tathagata in this world.

"The same thing, it's boring to say it a second time. Instead of listening to me, it's better to watch me do it."

When Jiang Ling said this, the Tathagata's real number mahamudra was pinched on the spot.With a thousand-handed Tathagata, he struck to the left, and immediately countless evil spirits disappeared into the golden light handprints.

After that, he hit the right side with the same posture of Thousand-Handed Tathagata, and immediately countless evil spirits died under the palm print of golden light.

"how?"

"Bold!"

The black-haired man shouted angrily, and then the ceiling of the hall exploded, and the billowing dark clouds in the sky gathered downward like sweeping waves, and penetrated into the black-haired man's body one after another.

All of a sudden, his body grew taller, becoming five meters, ten meters, 15 meters, 20 meters, until it reached 30 meters.

It is already as tall as a building with eight to nine floors.

Its one leg is like a stone peak, and its arm is like a century-old tree.

"die!"

One step at a time, the speed is extremely fast.

Five sharp nails protruded from the black soles of the feet.

At this moment, Jiang Ling was like an ant in front of him.

Stepping down with his big foot, the sky in Jiangling suddenly became half dark. He dodged to the limit and slid back somersault.

boom!
The footprints fell down, and the place where he was just now was deeply recessed three or four meters deep.

Jiang Ling snorted coldly, and then sent out Thousand-Handed Tathagata, hitting the black-haired man.

Now that he has become so big, the target has also increased, and he can hit the target with any attack.

Bang bang bang! ! ! ! !

Countless golden Buddha palm prints fell on the black-haired man like a torrential rain. The violent power had killed countless evil spirits to ashes.But at the moment it fell on the black-haired man, there were only wisps of light smoke coming out of him.

When Thousand-Handed Tathagata finished his work, there were only some traces left by his palm prints on his body.

"Death to me!"

The heavy feet trampled over again,
Each of his blows not only covers a wide area, but also has great strength. When he stomps down, it is like an earthquake.

Jiang Ling dodges once again, and finally knows that this person is different from ordinary evil spirits.

His resistance to blows is extraordinary, and Thousand Hands Tathagata can only leave a few marks on his body. What an abnormal physique is this?

"Open the Heaven Seal!"

Jiangling quickly changed to open the seal of heaven again, attacking the strongest.

The condensed golden seal turned into a sword that opened the sky, and it fell towards the giant.

The golden sharp blade landed on the giant's shoulder, pulled it horizontally and chopped it down, but it only wiped out sparks on the giant's shoulder, at most there was a bloodstain.

But what the giant responded to Jiang Ling was an angry fist that smashed mountains and seas, even breaking the stone pillars in the palace.

Jiang Ling was shaken by the powerful impact and flew 50 meters away.

The giant took advantage of the situation to pursue, and its huge footsteps trampled again, wanting to crush Jiangling on the spot.

Jiang Ling frowned, turned over and stood up, his body was like a fallen leaf, flying in an arc, and escaped a kick by chance.

'In the current Tathagata's method of navigating, without the blessing of starting luck, its power is still a bit insufficient. '

Insufficient power is one aspect, and another aspect is that he doesn't know the identity of this giant.

This is the City of Death, so what are the origins of these two people?
(End of this chapter)