Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 84
Thunder flashed.

After Kim McKee tried his best to deal with the romantic ghost, there was only the hangman in front of him who had declined in condition, so Dasha didn't face much pressure.

And his method is also very simple.

Punch to the flesh!

In the past, I didn't borrow the magic power from the Heavenly Soldiers of Thunder and relied on a pair of fists. Now I borrowed the magic power and relied on a pair of fists with thunder and lightning.

Regardless of whether they are demons, heretics, or monsters, don’t bother with all the bells and whistles, just take care of them!
Anyway, he has muscles and bones that can reduce a lot of damage from ghosts and Taoism. Whoever falls down first will be the winner.

Simple and efficient.

Bang!
Bang bang!

Obviously, Dasha is very good at dealing with female ghosts. He deliberately punched and punched. In the flash of thunder, the sound of wailing resounded and resounded throughout the playground.

It was his first time to try to summon the gods. When he saw how majestic he was and how embarrassed he was when he was beaten to death, infinite pride burst out in his heart.

He dodged, came behind the female ghost, and punched the head that was deformed by hanging.

The Hanged-necked Ghost, who originally wanted to escape, was blasted to the ground, stunned, as if he had been blinded by a huge force or stunned by lightning.

Dasha naturally didn't give it a chance to react and grabbed it from the ground.

Left heavy punch, right heavy punch.

After two rounds of alternation, the gloomy Hanged Neck Ghost completely disappeared between heaven and earth, leaving only a pool of gray-white powder.

The whole world is quiet.

the other side.

Meng Fan successfully stopped the coffin spirit.

In front of him was a bandit leader from the Republic of China era. He was caught by officers and soldiers, shot to death, and then thrown into a mass grave.

Later, several loyal bandits under his command came to find the corpse, put it in a coffin, and paid a lot of money to hire wild Taoist priests to bury it, hoping that it would become a conscious ghost and reunite with its brothers in the future.

In this way, by absorbing the yin energy of heaven and earth day and night, the coffin spirit finally achieved 70 years of Taoism in just six to seventy years.

Unexpectedly, he would be injured like this right after he was born. Every trace of the filthy air that originally spewed out from the wound disappeared into thin air, representing ten years of Taoism.

And the mahogany sword that had been inserted in the heart and had not been pulled out continued to obliterate its state.

As Dasha, surrounded by thunder, appeared, the coffin spirit knew that he had no way out, and regret and hatred intertwined in his heart.

Why are humans so weak, but they can use various means to overcome bad luck, yin, evil, corpse...

The little Taoist priest in front of me must not be over 25 years old. He couldn't have started practicing in his mother's womb, right?Even if it is, it shouldn’t be like this!

Meng Fan gained recognition from others.

But he was exhausted, so he held the canopy ruler in vain, handed over the battlefield to Dasha, and decisively gave up his life.

There is no way, all kinds of cards are played out, after killing the Jiuju demon girl, the mana that was finally cultivated is exhausted, and all kinds of pains hit, especially the tip of the tongue.

Sometimes I feel sleepy and tired, sometimes I feel excruciating pain.

The two states kept alternating and overlapping, and Meng Fan felt that he had to extend his vacation. After all, he only enjoyed two good days and ended up like this...

"Get up!"

"Isn't it crazy to begin with?"

The villain died of too much talk.

Although Dasha talks a lot, his fists are never idle. The lightning bursts and the wind of the fists surges.

The coffin spirit was like a piece of rag, taking off at a very fast speed and falling suddenly and heavily.

Wisps of corpse energy gush out from the wound, and the chest with the mahogany sword stuck in it has a fishy smell, as if a water pipe burst, and it is irreversibly scattered to the outside world.

boom!
The sound of explosions echoed around Lonely Mountain.

Countless corpses were scattered all over the sky.Jin McGee single-handedly killed the romantic ghost and assisted Dasha in killing the hanging-necked ghost;
Meng Fan once fought one against five, first killing two garbage zombies, and then fighting for half his life to seriously injure the coffin spirit to buy enough time and opportunities.

Looking at the performance alone, Dasha, who borrowed mana from the Heavenly Soldiers of Leibu, was the most brilliant.

Anyway, God is sovereign.

How much merit should be obtained is clearly recorded on the urn, and it will not be a penny short or a penny longer.

All the stress suddenly disappeared.

Abandoning distracting thoughts, Meng Fan grabbed the canopy ruler, raised his head and fell on the dirt floor, looked at the stars on the night sky, and breathed gently through his nose.

Breathing heavily was refreshing, but it hurt.

Junior brother Jin McGee understood this deeply and had an unforgettable realization in his heart: Blood on the tip of the tongue is a trump card, and it cannot be bitten until it is absolutely necessary...

The blood of mortals is not only useless to dirty things, but it is a great tonic, while the blood from the tip of the tongue and fingertips of the Taoist is very strong and masculine, and specializes in all dirty and filthy things.

Maybe one day, one's cultivation will reach a certain level, and the saliva will have magic power and have incredible magical effects.

Meng Fan, who was exhausted, had unusually divergent thinking, and even thought of "Journey to the West": Xiao Bailong seemed to have said that he could not urinate at will, because when fish encountered in the water, they would turn into dragons, and when encountering weeds, they would turn into dragons. It will become Ganoderma lucidum.

What a state this is.

"Boy, what are you thinking?"

A voice came from his ears, and a yellow talisman hit Meng Fan's chest. A cool feeling immediately flowed along his tendons to his limbs.

I saw the master's unsmiling face blocking the starry sky and jokingly said: "Do you blame the master for kicking the coffin spirit in front of you?"

"how is this possible!"

Feeling that the sharp pain on the tip of his tongue was disappearing, Meng Fan sat up and replied, "Just now I was thinking about how far I have to cultivate before I can use my saliva to cast down demons."

A sip of spit will subdue the old evil spirits.

Even though Zhong Fabai was young, he had to admire his apprentice's rich imagination.

"Encourage me to transcend as a teacher first, so that you can get closer to that realm."

In fact, Zhong Fabai also didn't know what state it was, but he was certain that he couldn't do it, and neither could his master, who was Meng Fan's ancestor.

"By the way, don't sleep tonight. Meditate and adjust your breath until the sun comes up. With the first ray of purple energy at sunrise, you can quickly fill the mana gap."

As he spoke, the master threw two talismans, one landed on Meng Fan's shoulder, and the other flew into Jin McGee's hand.

"Take good care of yourself and go down the mountain to catch evil ways for the teacher. When you are in better condition, I will pass on some tricks for tonight's fight."

Looking at Zhongfa, who was calmly walking down the mountain without taking anything, Meng Fan quickly said: "Master, canopy ruler!"

The magic weapon is thrown.

Hearing this, Zhong Fabai turned around and moved his hand, and the ruler hovering in the air was directly pulled into his hand.

"Yes, there is also a Bagua Mirror."

Jin McGee, who had mostly recovered from his injuries, did not dare to hesitate, and immediately used the teleportation spell to pass the Bagua mirror that fell on the ground to the master's hands.

Get the equipment together!

Looking at his master's back, Meng Fan was full of confidence.

Heard that there is precedence.

The master who had mastered the Tao a long time ago has now become more and more unfathomable.

Others felt that he and his junior disciples were not as fast as their master in practicing cultivation. Therefore, it was nothing more than an evil path that they dared not show up.

　I will post one chapter first and save it. Good night to everyone who is following me. I will get up tomorrow morning and continue typing.

　　
　
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