Mirroring the changes

"Young monk, how dare you!"

Seeing that Gui Ya was injured by the red lotus fire, He Cangwu's face was filled with anger.

But when he saw the red flames on his body, he couldn't help but feel afraid.

"What's this?"

His face was pale, and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

"Heaven and Earth Fire?!"

He reacted quickly and secretly suppressed his energy.

Seeing that the red lotus karma fire was successfully planted on He Cangwu, Li Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

It should all be over now.

But I never expected it.

A green light shone on He Cangwu's body, directly surrounding the red lotus karma fire, and the flames instantly became much weaker.

Only then did Li Chen remember the ruined temple in Xiangyang Village.

He Cangwu's junior brother also used ghost or will-o'-fire to sneak attack him.

But not only was He Cangwu not seriously injured at that time, but he coaxed his junior brother to take back the ghost fire.

Is there something in him that can restrain the strange fire? !

[What kind of flame is this? 】

[It's actually more difficult to deal with than ghosts and will-o'-the-wisps! 】

"Amitabha~"

"You can actually withstand the burning of the red lotus karma fire."

Li Chen's eyes widened.

After he obtained the Red Lotus Fire, he never failed.

It is the first time today that I have seen someone who can resist the red lotus karma fire.

"Huh~"

He Cangwu stared at Li Chen coldly and then said, "Little monk, you are indeed extraordinary."

"It's just bad luck. I happen to have a drop of 'Qiankun Jade Dew' on my body, which is specially used to wrap strange fire."

As soon as he finished speaking, He Cangwu took out two pills from his arms.

One of them, Li Chen recognized, was Shaji's Burning Eyebrow Pill.

The other one is red with cinnabar and has the fragrance of cinnabar.

Two pills in one mouth.

He Cangwu began to gather a lot of ghost energy on his body.

More and more eerie.

Roar~

Human-haired demon roars.

He Cangwu's eyes turned an evil red.

Looking through the mirror, everything is garbled.

The Ghost King returns to seek his life.

Only this time, outside of the ghostly aura, there was a faint thread of demonic aura.

He...is possessed!

Learn from me? !

"...The Ghost King is angry!"

Ghost King Ning Gang seemed to be wearing a piece of hell armor.

His eyes were so pale that they suddenly glowed red, revealing endless anger.

Opening its fangs and huge mouth, it was like the roar of hell.

The ghost king is angry, the road to hell.

Three souls are making noise, seven souls are jumping!

A powerful sound wave filled my ears.

Everything around seems to be dying.

…

"That's the Ghost King's anger! Cover your ears!"

I don't know when, a star rose on the daughter lake.

On the way to the island in the middle of the lake, Shushan Zhaoyang stands with its sword condensed.

Behind him, everyone blocked their ears. Even though they were so far away, they still felt uneasy.

The reflection of the wonders of ‘Tianshu’ made the surrounding ghost ants dare not move forward.

He frowned, the aftereffects of drunkenness still lingering, but he was secretly worried in his heart.

He Cangwu's Ghost King's Wrath requires a trace of demonic energy to be used.

Each time it is used, it will suffer its own consequences.

But it is also extremely powerful.

I hope the little monk can survive.

Looking at the ghost ants lingering outside the starlight, Zhaoyang did not dare to move an inch.

The Tianji Mirror of the Xuanjing Division has long predicted changes in the southwest.

Therefore, the Shushan Sword Sect asked Zhaoyang to come and assist in the investigation.

But no one expected that it was the collaboration between He Lianchen and the Ghost Sect.

"Junior brother, are you okay?"

Another spectacle of stars, shining brightly.

As the two stars get closer, they seem to emit more intense light.

The two of them were guarding the intersection, but the ghost ants couldn't get past the island in the middle of the lake.

This person is none other than Tianxuan Sword Mingjiang, who is also the Seven-Star Sword Prime Minister and married into his daughter's village.

The wonder of the Seven-Star Sword Formation, with the seven-star fetters, can form a Seven-Star Sword Formation.

So when Tianxuan Jianmingjiang entered the village to marry his daughter, the elders of Shushan came to regret their marriage.

However, Ming Jiang and the girl fell in love with each other, and the master was so angry that he jumped up and down.

"Brother, I'm fine, I just haven't slept well these days."

Zhaoyang didn't dare to say that he was drunk.

You must know his character when he enters the arena, he is the Shushan Wine and Sword Fairy~

People can collapse, but personalities cannot!

At this time, Zhaoyang looked in the air, and Fen Ji was pressing down Venerable Guizhu and beating him hard.

So he changed the subject and said, "I didn't expect Mr. Fen Ji to be really secretive."

Ming Jiang smiled: "Of course."

"Mr. Fen Ji is the 'light of patriarchy' in our daughter's village."

"A role model for all sons-in-law!"

"The light of patriarchy...?"

Zhaoyang was speechless.

"But the main problem now is how to deal with these ghost ants."

Looking at the dense black clouds on the ground, the two fell silent.

…

Compared to Ghost King Xiao, Ghost King Nu's soul attack leaves no room for error.

Li Chen is in the middle of the sound wave, just for a moment.

He had a splitting headache and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The soul has been severely damaged, and even the yellow spring water cannot quickly nourish it.

What's more important is that the body starts to become a little stiff.

My whole body felt like lead.

Standing like a zombie, jumping up and down.

Three souls are making noise, seven souls are jumping!

It turns out that's what it means.

Fortunately, he had taken a sip of wine beforehand.

There was still half a mouthful in his mouth.

At this moment, he made a quick decision and a wine dragon flew out as soon as Xiu opened his mouth.

┗|｀O′|┛meow~~

In the extremely strong sound waves of the Ghost King's Wrath, he swayed and rose and fell.

He lived up to everyone's expectations after all.

A dragon roar interrupted the Ghost King's Wrath.

Then it turned into a dragon breath of wine mist and drilled into the opponent's nostrils.

He Cangwu's "drunk" state lasted only half a breath.

Li Chen did not dare to delay.

He endured the splitting headache and began to slowly approach with four hands.

This is the last move of "Hundred Eight Worries Worship", putting the palms together and taking refuge.

When Li Chen was in the state of obsession just now, "Hundred Eight Worries Worship" had already played hundreds of moves.

At this time, once the palms were put together, the power of the hundred moves used before was combined into one move and burst out instantly.

In addition to Li Chen's magical power of Thousand Hands.

In other words, two pairs of palms were put together and taken refuge at the same time.

Endless troubles in his heart surged into his heart.

His original moon-white monk robe had long become ragged.

As the true energy surged, the cloth strips on his body swayed.

At this time, there was a heroic spirit in his chest, a murderous aura in his heart, and a thousand troubles.

Ah~

Li Chen finally couldn't help it and roared to the sky.

He almost used all his strength.

His palms slowly approached.

Just a little bit, just a little bit.

The troubles in his mind have reached the critical point.

Just like the monk who prayed to Buddha.

He was depressed and couldn't be more depressed.

The gods and Buddhas in the sky were gone.

There was only one thought left in his heart:

One hundred and eight troubles... only one bow!

Pah~

Four hands put together!

In an instant, Xiangfei Valley was surging.

All the one hundred and seventy-five bows, after overlapping, were combined into two palms between four hands.

Boom~

In the gloomy ghost air, a pair of huge palm prints were condensed.

A faint Zen chant suddenly sounded in Xiangfei Valley.

The palm shadow broke through the darkness, like the first ray of light in the world.

"One Hundred and Eight Worry Bows" itself is a wonderful method taught by the Buddha himself.

It contains endless Zen meaning.

He Cangwu woke up from his 'drunk' state.

Seeing the palm shadow condensed in the void, he dared not hesitate.

The ghost king's condensed power shook.

"Ghost King's anger!"

The sound wave was devastating, and everything in front of him collapsed one after another.

The golden palm shadow sandwiched the ghost king's condensed power in the middle.

Bang~

Black air filled the air.

It was like a crushed ink sac.

The two resisted and eliminated each other.

In the chaos, Li Chen spit out a mouthful of blood, only to feel the three souls separated and the seven spirits stiff.

The ghost king's anger just now severely damaged his three souls and seven spirits.

At this time, he could only stumble and jump to the side like a zombie.

Suddenly, he heard a rumbling sound of water in his ears.

Looking up, it was a waterfall, like a white silk, falling from the sky.

Feiyunjian!

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