Hong Kong comprehensive begins, seek the law from the heavens

Chapter 75 Public opinion is raging, tear it down!

Under the dim moonlight, the circle of city walls glowed with a faint yellow light, which seemed somewhat sacred.

The Yin soldiers around couldn't help taking a step back, as if restrained by the city wall.

Chen Haonan stepped forward and asked worriedly, "What should we do now?"

Lin Mosheng sneered, "Illegal construction, dismantle it for me!"

He took out a document with the seal of the Hong Kong Metropolitan Government and tied the document to the banner.

Then the arm muscles surged like a dragon, and with a strong throw, the spear-like flagpole with red light and shadow cut through the narrow gap between yin and yang, and directly inserted into the city wall.

Luangpo smiled slightly, and handed Lin Mosheng the prepared bucket of cinnabar.

Lin Mosheng raised the knife in his hand like a large brush, and stirred it a few times in the bucket, covering it with cinnabar.

The whole person soars like a falcon, and falls into the narrow space between yin and yang.

dismantle!
Public opinion is raging like a tide, gathering in one word.

Thousands of people in Hong Kong, who are in their dreams, saw the gloomy path in their dreams at this moment, saw a khaki city wall, saw the ghosts and ghosts in the city wall protected by the ghost king, and saw the capital Kaizi .

"What the hell is this!"

"Tear it apart!"

"Tear it down quickly!"

"We can't let this scourge be left behind!"

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People's opinions are boiling and gathered in this Kaizi. Even if everyone's ideas are small, but when the ideas of tens of thousands, tens of thousands of people gather.

Public opinion is like a knife.

The moment Lin Mosheng closed his knife and stopped writing.

Rumble!
Under the khaki-colored city walls enclosing the Town God's Temple, it was as if a landmine had been buried, the landslides were fierce, and the smoke and dust rolled up!
The violent vibration directly shook the main hall of the Town God's Temple, and the plaque of impartiality and selflessness fell down with a bang, smashing the courage of the remaining Yin soldiers.

"impossible!"

"This is absolutely impossible!"

Li Mingli, who had already regained some of his mind, looked dull, he couldn't believe all this.

At the same time, the Seal of the City God that he had finally grasped in his hand repelled him desperately, and the divine power condensed in his body also began to scurry wildly.

Ma Mian also couldn't accept the changes in front of him, but he was still a little sober, and took Li Mingli's arm, "Run!"

Suddenly, Li Mingli turned his head to look at the horse's face, and the dissipated city god's divine power slammed left and right from his soul body, making it look like snakes were crawling under his body.

The souls of Liangkun's mother and son who had just been swallowed turned into grimaces, trying to escape from Li Mingli's face.

"run?"

"Where are you going!"

"Give me death!"

Under the conflict of divine power, Li Mingli could no longer control his evil spirit. He looked at the Yin soldiers in the hall, and suddenly his whole body swelled and turned into a ball of terrifying black Yin Qi, enveloping everyone.

Lin Mosheng demolished the city wall, and strode into the Town God's Temple with the Yin soldiers behind him.

He looked around the buildings with satisfaction.

This yin-yang ghost king is good at repairing things, at least better than that idiot Yagyu Jiro.

As he watched.

Suddenly, a terrifying wind erupted from the hall not far away.

A mass of sarcoma was like an inflated balloon, squeezed out of the hall with twisted limbs and red flesh.

"Not good! He is possessed!"

Luang Phor looked solemn, looking at the six-meter-high meat ball made up of dozens of hands and feet.

These flesh and blood seemed to have just grown out of the mother's body.

But this 'growth' is not a natural law, but the product of some kind of distortion.

Eyeballs, internal organs, hands and feet, all kinds of organs desperately wanted to rush out, but they were squeezed inward by clumps of twisted flesh and blood crazily.

Originally, ghosts can condense their yin bodies through practice.

But Li Mingli, who was possessed by demons, didn't have so much time. He borrowed the remaining power of the city god in his body to directly contain the remaining Yin soldiers, and forcibly condensed the terrifying Yin body in front of him.

Lin Mosheng looked at this ball of meat, and couldn't help complaining, "Sure enough, all monsters can transform in two stages."

Chen Haonan, who had been following Lin Mosheng, blinked his eyes, stepped forward and handed over a piece of talisman paper, and said, "This is the Little Five Thunder Talisman of Longhu Mountain that I found, it can be activated by sticking it on the ghost."

He did have several opportunities as Lin Mosheng expected.

This Little Five Thunder Talisman was a talisman given to him by a wandering Taoist priest before. Originally, he wanted to observe the situation in this battle, and if something went wrong, he would use the Little Five Thunder Talisman to escape from the battlefield.

But now, Lin Mosheng had clearly won the battle.

Although the sarcoma in front of him was terrifying, no matter how powerful the irrational monster was, it was not as dangerous as before.

That's why he took out this little five thunder talisman, wanting to solve the matter thoroughly.

Lin Mosheng's eyes lit up, and he took the talisman. The whole talisman was light yellow, with ethereal cloud patterns outlined with cinnabar on it.

Good guy, there are really good things.

The speed of the meat ball seemed to be slow, but it was fast. The sarcoma, which was already insane and rotten, smelled Lin Mosheng's breath.

In an instant, dozens of bloodshot eyes trembled crazily, pupils full of malice looked at this place.

"Lin Mosheng, I want you to die!"

"Damn, you are the one who caused our mother and child to suffer so badly!"

"it was all your fault!"

"You are so strong, if you fuse with us, we will become stronger!"

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The sound from the meat ball was like howling thousands of ghosts. Even with the protection of the army flag, the dark soldiers behind Lin Mosheng couldn't help but change their expressions. It felt like the whole soul began to shake, as if they were about to be sucked in by the sound in front of them.

Lin Mosheng, who was standing in front of everyone, was under even greater pressure. His temples throbbed, as if he had been hit on the head with a hammer.

Lin Mosheng stepped onto Hei Biao again, with a cold expression on his face, "Is it enough?"

Behind him, the half-empty and half-solid golden body of Zhang Liu manifests, with twelve arms holding knives, sticks, and banners.

In the next moment, Hei Biao rushed towards the meat ball with his whole body.

Flesh whips like umbilical cords shot out from the sarcoma, but the number of whips shot out was more than ten times that of the ghost baby that Liang Kun turned into.

From left to right, up and down, almost completely blocked Lin Mosheng's way out.

"kill!"

[Spring and Autumn Saber Technique] In Lin Mosheng's hands, it turned into brilliant moonlights. These moonlights rose and merged into a full moon.

Up and down, left and right, everything.

Under the light of the knife, the fleshy umbilical cord turned into balls of fleshy paste.

Gan Zitai and Shouhou rushed to the left and right with the Yin soldiers who had gradually gathered their military spirit, distracting Rouqiu's attention.

At the same time, their weapons were covered with a layer of soldier spirit, piercing into the split meat ball, the evil spirit was like maggots on the tarsus bone, preventing the opponent's flesh and blood from continuously regenerating.

On the front, Lin Mosheng cut off the umbilical cord that came up, rode Hei Biao, and rushed straight to the top of the sarcoma.

Suddenly there was a hole in the middle of the meat ball, turning into a huge black hole, from which came Li Mingli's terrifying voice, "Lin Mosheng!"

He wanted to repeat the old trick, use the technique of dementia to freeze Lin Mosheng's soul, and then directly swallow him!

Lin Mosheng glared, "Who are you!"

This voice contains the six-character mantra, with the power of a blow.

who am I?
I am Li Mingli, king of yin and yang ghosts?
wrong!

I'm Hong Xing hall master Liang Kun?

No, no.

I'm Li Rong?

No, neither!

Who am I?
(End of this chapter)