Cultivation of immortals, the beginning of cultivating demons for ten years

Chapter 42 The Light of the Right Path
The junction of Jishui River and Luohe River.

Gusts of gloomy wind blew slanting drizzle, and two groups of Yinwu lined up on the river, facing each other across the air.

On one side are the cavalry with tall horses, all the soldiers on horseback are wearing armor and hanging swords, the army is neatly lined up, full of evil spirits.

One side is an army of [-] ghosts composed of many evil corpses, ghost soldiers, and ghosts.

Three hundred riders faced off against six thousand yin creatures, and the army of [-] yin creatures dared not move rashly.

"General, since you have become a yin general, why don't you join us in the Nine Nether Palace, cultivate the Dao together, and prove longevity together."

There is an evil corpse standing on the river, dressed in a white robe, holding a white bone fan, with a handsome appearance, at first glance one may think it is a gentle scholar.

The cavalry general in black armor had a cold face, and the evil spirit in his eyes was turbulent, like two beating blood flames.

"My king Juyi, defending the family and the people, fighting for the country, should be the same after death. You ghosts take advantage of the chaos of the Great Zhou Dynasty, set up a trap here to kill the common people wantonly, extract the souls to refine treasures, and use the corpses of the common people to sacrifice evil spirits. Corpse, acting like this is clearly an evil devil heretic."

"Evil demons heretics, everyone gets it and punishes it. Fellow comrades, kill with me!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Three hundred yin soldiers rode their horses slowly, and the evil spirit rose and intertwined, like a fast-moving blood cloud, piercing into the army of [-] yin things.

Downstream, the three Nine Nether Temple ghost ships chased the eight large passenger ships.

A black-robed scholar stood suspended in the middle of the eight passenger ships, holding a golden pen, writing sage articles for the ink with arrogance.

One by one, the golden characters formed, linked together, and flew in all directions, forming a huge array of characters covering the eight passenger ships.

The next moment, an overwhelming rain of black arrows fell and hit the golden word array.

Clinking, the black arrows exploded, the golden characters corroded and disappeared, and gaps appeared one after another in the character array as if being bitten by a dog.

The black-robed scholar frantically wrote, filling the holes with golden characters flying out of the pen.

"What a gallant Jinshi will peel you and tear you apart today. Human skin will be refined into cassocks, skeletons will be refined into bones, and then your heart will be dug out and your liver will be eaten as food."

The black-robed ghost cultivator was furious, waved his big hand, and ordered: "Throw pure yin and evil thunder."

咻咻 咻 ~
Black evil thunders the size of an adult's fist flew from the ghost ship and flew towards the golden word array.

On the passenger ship on the right, someone drew a sword, and thousands of white jade sword lights shot up into the sky, illuminating the night sky.

The sword light cut through the evil thunder, and its power remained undiminished. It interweaved and formed a white jade sword net in the air, and swiftly slashed towards the three ghost ships.

"Bai Yu Wen Dan!"

The expression of the black-robed ghost changed, and he sacrificed one hundred and eight black flags.

The black mist billowed over the streamers and condensed into a black cloud that covered the sky and the sun.

"Roar~~~!" A hundred-foot-high ghost protruded from the black cloud, grabbed the white jade sword net with both hands and pulled it, the sword net split open, and the sword energy criss-crossed, cutting the ghost's body with the sound of fine iron.

"Junior brother, step back, it's the Iron Armed Ghost King."

"Brother, if I retreat, the people on these eight passenger ships will all die!"

The black-robed scholar raised his head and looked at the Baizhang Ghost King standing on the black cloud with calm and firm eyes.

"A Jinshi with green and white jade gallbladder, and a Jinshi with white jade gallbladder, hahaha, if you refine your gallbladder into an inverse kind of gallbladder and devour it, I can become a four-armed ghost king."

"Iron Arm Ghost King, don't hurt the humans on board, that's the blood meal I prepared for Hall Master Gui Lie."

The black-robed ghost cultivator roared loudly, fearing that the rise of the iron-armed ghost king would blow all the human races on the eight passenger ships to pieces.

"understood."

The huge back of the Iron-armed Ghost King split from it, and a third arm stretched out.

The arm fell off and turned into a black spear.

The black-robed scholar held the gold pen in one hand, and put his other hand on the center of his brow, enduring great pain, and slowly pulled out a green and white jade gallbladder.

"Senior brother, please tell Wan'er for me, just say... I, Shi Shaochuan, am a softie who can't bear hardships. I have married into a wealthy family. Let her give up."

"If you want to talk about it, you can say it. I am a senior brother. It is not your turn to go to death."

Appearing in Tsing Yi, he took Shi Shaochuan's green and white jade gallbladder back.

Then put his index finger against the center of his eyebrows and write a letter.

"Senior brother, what are you doing, you can't die, you are the greatest hope of Wumai Academy, you can't die!"

"Prince Jing, I would rather go into exile in another country than summon the old ministry to reorganize the country. The Great Zhou Dynasty is about to perish, so what's the use of me keeping this eight-foot body? It's better to die here vigorously."

As Ji Huaishu said, he pulled out his white jade gallbladder, and charged towards the Iron Armed Ghost King with his sword.

"Brother!!!"

Shi Shaochuan's eyes were about to burst, he could only watch Ji Huaishu die as his cultivation level was sealed.

"Bai Yuwendan, hey, it saves me doing it!"

The Iron-armed Ghost King opened his mouth and spit out a black talisman. The talisman rose to the size of an adult in the wind, and was crushed by Chao Ji Huaishu.

"No, this ghost king actually has a heavy water talisman."

Ji Huaishu felt trapped in a space of heavy water, making it extremely difficult to move.

I can't do it even if I want to blew my guts.

"You scholars obviously have the opportunity to escape, but you want to stay and die. You are really stupid. But I like scholars like you, haha... ah..."

A white-clothed martial artist descended from the sky, and his feet stomped heavily on the head of the Iron-armed Ghost King.

Iron Arm Ghost King's laughter turned into screams, as if his head had been hit by a mountain falling from the sky, the pain made him burst into tears.

The Iron Arm Ghost King's eyes popped out, his tongue stuck out, and he rolled his eyes with a grin, and fell into the river.

A crater with a radius of one thousand zhang appeared on the surface of the river. Pushed by the overflowing and turbulent river water, the distance between the passenger ship and the ghost ship was instantly separated.

Iron-armed ghost king Baizhang's body shrunk and became ten feet tall. He raised his head, looked at the dark sky, and roared, "Despicable and shameless warrior, come out for me."

Appearing in white clothes, the whole body is full of fists, pouring out.Yan Ping opened his boxing frame, stepped out with one step, and walked through the air, as fast as thunder, every step he took, the fist on his body became heavier.

A person, but gave the Iron Arm Ghost King a feeling that he was a fallen mountain.

His body bent down involuntarily, his legs trembling.

"Ah~~~~!"

The iron-armed ghost king stomped heavily on his right foot, and the surface of the river with a radius of one hundred feet sank three feet, and the water was choppy.

The huge fistful will filled the world, like a fistful sky, crushing down.

The drizzle evaporated into white gas, wrapped in the fist, and Yan Ping in the center was like a white meteor with a long tail.

Appeared in front of the Iron Arm Ghost King.

Punch down.

"Ah~!"

The Iron Armed Ghost King thrust out with a spear with all his strength.

Boom~~~~~~~~!

The river exploded, exposing the riverbed, and the ghost king with iron arms was paralyzed at the bottom of the river. His body was like cracked porcelain, full of cracks, and he was dying. He said with difficulty: "What kind of boxing technique is this?"

"This trick is called the light of righteousness."

"The light of the right way, what a light of the right way."

The body of the Iron-armed Ghost King exploded with a bang, destroying both body and spirit.

(End of this chapter)