Reaching the other shore starting from the research and development of Yi Jin Jing.

Chapter 657 This is right! That is right! All of them are right!
Ruins of the sea.

The ruins of the Nine-Layered Continent.

The ghost old man from Mangshan killed people everywhere.

A layer of black frosty mist appeared around it, which was creepy.

Frosted skin!

The skin of the high-ranking generals suddenly changed horribly, and black smoke came out of their wounds.

"Ahhhh!"

Extremely terrifying!
Extremely painful!

The screams of high-level generals from all directions echoed in the air.

Under the erosion of the ice, the Qi shields of those high-level generals made a sizzling sound, just like ice melting in a raging fire. Even the seventh- and eighth-level generals were gradually weakening and eventually lost their vitality.

fear.

despair.

"The Ghost Old Man of Mang Mountain!"

"This is a murderous evil spirit!"

Everyone was terrified and kept fleeing.

But there are still a huge number of high-level gods who continue to besiege.

"Come on, come on!"

"The more the merrier!"

The Ghost Old Man of Mangshan mobilized the true qi in his body, which rose from his dantian and flowed slowly along his meridians. When the true qi reached his palm, a strong attraction was generated in his palm.

The water vapor in the surrounding chaos was quickly attracted and formed a ball of white mist.

Woohoo! ~
Chi chi chi~
As the true energy continued to be output, the temperature of the fog gradually decreased and became bone-chillingly cold.

The Ghost Old Man of Mangshan constantly adjusted the output intensity and frequency of his true energy, making the concentration of the fog higher and higher, eventually forming a thick cold fog area that enveloped himself.

Go ahead and attack!
Retreat and defend!

This is an extremely cold area, and it is also a forbidden zone for life!
Swish swish!
Under the cover of the cold fog, the figure of the Mangshan Ghost became blurred.

He moved quietly, like an agile cheetah, silently approaching the high-ranking generals. When the distance was close enough——

boom!
The ghost old man of Mangshan suddenly burst out with true energy!

Bang bang bang!
Both palms struck towards the high-level general at lightning speed.

Because the vision of these high-level gods and generals was severely obscured by the cold fog and their perception was greatly disturbed by the extreme cold, it was difficult for them to detect the movement trajectory and attack direction of the Mangshan Ghost Old Man. They were often hit without any preparation and eventually died.

Wow!
The palms of the Ghost Old Man of Mangshan, carrying powerful true energy and cold breath, penetrated the cold fog and accurately hit the vital parts of high-level gods from all directions.

One hit!
No one is spared!

"Death, death, death!"

"Kill as fast as you can!"

The Ghost Old Man of Mangshan further injected his true energy into the cold fog, causing it to produce a special kind of mental interference wave. When a group of high-level gods were in the cold fog, these interference waves would directly act on their brains and nervous systems.

Even high-level gods will begin to have hallucinations, see some horrifying scenes, and hear some strange noises.

It’s like the ghost realm of Mangshan has arrived!

Their judgment and concentration will be seriously reduced, and they will not be able to accurately judge the surrounding situation and the location of the Mangshan Ghost. At the same time, the fluctuations of the true qi in the cold fog will also affect the emotions of high-level gods from all directions, causing them to fall into panic, anxiety and confusion, and eventually to destruction!
Yan Chuang was outside the fog, but looking into it, he got feedback: "This is the Cold Fog Palm!"

He talks about martial arts.

"Teaching and Learning"!
The Ghost Old Man of Mangshan took the initiative to give him feedback, letting him know the core principle of the Ghost Old Man of Mangshan's palm technique: "The core principle of the Cold Mist Palm lies in the Ghost Old Man of Mangshan's precise control of the true energy and the ingenious use of water vapor in the environment."

In the mist.

The Ghost Old Man of Mangshan listened to Yan Chuang's explanation and felt as if he had seen a ghost every time, including this time.

"The Ghost Old Man of Mangshan must first adjust the flow of his own true qi to produce a special frequency and fluctuation."

"This fluctuation can resonate with the water vapor in the surrounding chaos, attracting and gathering the water vapor around the palm. Then, through the temperature regulation and pressure changes of the true qi, the water vapor is transformed into cold mist." "Through precise true qi manipulation, the Ghost Old Man of Mangshan can control the concentration, temperature and flow direction of the mist, so that it can effectively block the sight of high-level gods from all directions, and allow the cold true qi in the mist to quietly penetrate the bodies of high-level gods."

"In addition, the Ghost Old Man of Mangshan can also use the flow and changes of the fog to hide his body shape and attack intentions, thereby achieving an unexpected attack effect."

……

Yan Chuang kept talking about military affairs.

That’s right too!
That’s right!
All correct!
"How can it be!"

The ghost of Mangshan became more and more shocked as he listened: "What he said is right! Could it be the roundworm in my stomach?"

Or in other words——

"He is also proficient in my "Ghost Axe Divine Art"?"

The Ghost Old Man of Mangshan was totally confused!

……

He attacked and killed crazily, the wind from his palm was so fierce that the entire battlefield was instantly shrouded in thick cold fog and visibility was drastically reduced.

High-level gods from all directions were waving their weapons blindly in the cold fog, feeling nervous and fearful.

brush!
The Ghost Old Man of Mangshan suddenly rushed out from the cold fog, with his unmatched palms, hitting high-level generals in all directions. The high-level generals were caught off guard and died instantly!

The cold fog confuses the mind!

Look at those high-level generals, their eyes were blurred, muttering to themselves, they had completely lost the will and ability to fight, and died in confusion.

This is "Cold Mist Palm"!
Yan Chuang also completely analyzed the Cold Mist Palm. The Ghost Old Man of Mangshan had an icy expression on his face. He changed his palm technique again. This time -

"Ninghan Palm"!
The cold power condenses!

"call!"

"call!"

"call!"

The Ghost Old Man of Mangshan closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and calmed himself down completely.

Then mobilize the true energy in the body.

The true energy slowly rises from the depths of Dantian——

Wow!
Rumble!
Like a rushing river.

The true Qi flows along the eight extraordinary meridians, getting filtered and compressed, becoming increasingly purer and denser.

The Ghost Old Man of Mangshan continuously compressed and recompressed his true energy, making its volume smaller and smaller and its density greater and greater.

Finally, the true qi formed a thumb-sized blue cold force field in the palm of his hand. The surface of this cold force field flashed with a cold light, and the true qi fluctuations inside made people feel palpitations.

"coming!"

The Ghost Old Man of Mangshan stood up and faced the high-level generals coming from all directions. He concentrated all his strength on his palms and then pushed forward suddenly.

boom!
The roar is endless!
The moment his palms pushed out, the cold force field in his palms lost its balance and exploded instantly. A powerful wave of true energy spread out in all directions with the Mangshan Ghost Old Man as the center.

BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!

Like a small snowstorm.

The cold wind is blowing!

It’s snowing heavily!

Wherever the Qi wave reaches——

Click, click, click!
The chaos was instantly frozen, forming pieces of white ice crystals.

"Ahhhh!"

High-level gods from all directions were hit by this powerful impact force, and their bodies flew backwards like kites with broken strings, drawing an arc in the air, freezing into ice crystals, and then turning into powder!

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(End of this chapter)