Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 114
A breathtaking momentum rose into the sky.

The weird-looking Hoshi Kabuto seemed to be worn by a ghost, and the same was true for Toumaru, suspended in the air.

The Ghost King seems to have downplayed his own existence and turned into an invisible object to avoid heavy fire attacks.

After all, he is both a ghost and a corpse, so it is reasonable to be able to switch forms.

"The fierce blood of the Yan Emperor, the Big Dipper burns the bones. The Four Mings break the bones, and the heavens will destroy the human race. With the magic sword, all ghosts will collapse. Be as urgent as the Northern Emperor's law!"

The powerful sound of chanting a mantra suddenly sounded, and it actually suppressed the gunshots coming from the sky.

When a Taoist priest no longer carries a mahogany sword, it means that he has embarked on the road to invincibility.

At least that's the case with Zhong Fabai.

On the side, the layman in the thatched cottage no longer knew how to describe what he saw and heard. First, it was the terrifyingly powerful and unimaginable high-tech weapons, and then the Northern Emperor's method.

Even though the Ming Dynasty he lived in had not completely entered the Age of Ending Dharma, very few people had practiced Beidi's Dharma, because the conditions were too harsh and those without great perseverance could not practice it. If they broke the precepts even slightly, they would be sent to hell and tortured.

[There are three ghosts who have been cursed by this curse. Their eyes will rot and their bodies will die immediately. This divine curse is the name of the commander who kills ghosts. The Northern Emperor secrets its way. 】

Even if Zhong Fabai only uses one of the Canopy Divine Curses, and only the second half of it, its power is still incalculable.

The Big Dipper, which was originally shining brightly, became even brighter. The Fuso Ghost King, who originally made his form closer to a ghost to avoid and reduce the wounds caused by cinnabar bullets, suddenly began to wail, his eyes were ulcerated, and a dark and smelly liquid oozed out.

Immediately afterwards, the limbs and bones showed a bright blood red color, as if there was a fire burning inside.

Finally, the starlight condenses and takes shape.

A magical sword that cannot be described in words fell down.

Every mantra in the Beidi Fa contains great divine power. If Zhong Fabai has enough mana and Taoism, the few sentences he recites can be enough to become Marshal Tianyou among the Four Saints of the North Pole.

clang!
At the critical moment, the Ghost King endured the pain, raised the sword in his hand, and blocked the phantom of the magic sword that was slashing towards his neck.

The sound waves spread outward.

Mud and sawdust mixed together, flowing in all directions like ripples.

After experiencing the initial shock, Chen Jiaju came to his senses and ordered the firefighting team and firepower team to retreat.

Next, if there is still a battle, they will not be able to participate, but it will affect the performance of the bosses in the headquarters.

Stalemate for a moment.

click.

A crisp sound.

The Beidou Divine Light disappeared, and the Demon Slayer Sword composed of it turned into light fragments bit by bit, while the sword that the Ghost King relied on was completely broken and shattered into countless pieces.

In addition, the demon-slaying knife still left a mark on his neck that was difficult to remove, and stinking blood continued to seep out, wiping one smear after another, corroding the ground.

Without being greeted, Meng Fan held the canopy ruler and rushed forward because the time had come.

Eyes ulcerated - unable to see.

Injury to the neck - loss of vitality.

Bone and blood burning - energy scattered.

This is the limit of what the master can do.

At this moment, Zhong Fabai was slumped on the ground, unable to even adjust his breath for the time being. After all, the Ghost King was not that easy to deal with. He almost surpassed Taoist skills again and tasted the backlash.

Open the door!
The eight doors of the human body are opened.

With Meng Fan as the core, a complex Bagua disk was formed. He had not yet encountered an opponent since he had successfully practiced this technique. Now he encountered the seriously injured Fuso Ghost King, and it was just in time to weigh himself in danger.

"Zhen·Thunder!"

When Uncle Feng was performing, he once said:

The earthquake is severe, take advantage of it,
The already extremely powerful moves became even more terrifying with the blessing of the Canopy Ruler. Lines of faint purple thunder wrapped around the body of the ruler, and the divine taboos engraved on it became even deeper.

"小さなカブは家に帰ります! これは男のplaceです!"

The Blind Ghost King roared loudly, and he drew out the second katana carried by the samurai - Wakizashi.

He blocked the blow with instinct.

[Go home, little bastard!This is a manly place! 】

Even if it couldn't see, the ghost king could still judge the identity of the attacker by relying on his breath. It looked down on Meng Fan and thought he was too young to fight with him, so he shouted condescendingly.

Meng Fan did not speak Japanese, but he knew from his tone that what the old devil said was not good, so he immediately asked:

"What are you barking at?!!"

During this period, my ankle twisted.

Wind and Earth Observation Gua.

Walking on the ground, looking down at everything!
Meng Fan took advantage of the wind and reached the top of the Ghost King's head at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye, and the canopy ruler came down again.

The Bagua diagram changes with the shape and mind.

shock!
Brilliant!

Still thunder method.

A bolt of thunder appeared out of thin air, and in an instant, it passed through Meng Fan's body, and used it as a carrier to hit the Ghost King's Heavenly Spirit Cap through the divine ruler.

boom!
The lightning flashed, and the Ghost King put it on his head. The star pocket protecting his head exploded immediately, and his blood-red hair stood up and became slightly curled.

It becomes fashionable.

"It's a pity that the mana is not enough, and it still can't seriously injure this beast." Meng Fan sighed inwardly.

Then, he tiptoed to the ground and appeared behind the Ghost King, no longer using thunder.

Hong Xiuquan, the founder of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, once said:

Wisdom, kindness, and power.

Meng Fan took two characters from them and used them to name the strongest thunder method he could use.

The effect was unsatisfactory.

Then I thought about it, the ghost king made the court feel helpless in the past, and his magic power can alarm the Tianmen.

However, after practicing for more than two months, he managed to keep up with the three moves and shattered his head armor. There is nothing to be discouraged about, but something to be proud of.

"Tiangang Wulihuo!"

In a flash of thought, Jin McGee's arrangement finally paid off. The formation was condensed and he could independently guide the starlight.

The flames rose continuously from the Ghost King's feet, echoing the flames burning bones and blood in his body.

The wailing sound resounded through the sky.

Many surrounding residents who were curious about what happened were trembling and dared not pay attention anymore.

At this time, Dasha and his previous incarnation, Ma Shangfeng, arrived.

The former was unarmed, and his whole body was enveloped in a cloud of white air. While walking, there was the sound of a tiger roaring.

The latter was infused with dragon and tiger energy, and his golden armor was protected by Ming Dynasty energy, which could block many evil spells. He held a Moon-Destroying Sword, and without saying a word, he directly slashed at the Ghost King's head.

The two were in tandem, one close and one far away, which made the blind and extremely poor Ghost King unable to resist.

Uncle Feng, who was originally carrying the cloud-patterned Yin-Yang Mirror and was about to kill him, was stunned for a moment. While lamenting that today's young people are too aggressive, he used the magic mirror to refine the starlight and pointed the side that symbolized [death] at the Ghost King's face.

Since being besieged, the wailing sound has not stopped, and its hatred is soaring to the sky.

Counting those guys who used strange tools to release water cannons and fire mines, at least hundreds of people participated in the siege.

This is completely different from what I originally imagined!
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