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Chapter 134 Remnants of Ancient Books!

"boom!"

With the appearance of the ghost body, golden light flashed in the void, and the golden fist strength suddenly appeared in front of Yinchuan Kong's ghost body. As soon as the fist strength appeared, he locked on Yinchuan Kong's ghost body. That's too late.

"Want to kill me?"

"It's not that easy!"

Yin Chuankong had a sinister smile on his face, and in the ghost body, a volume of ancient books was covered with gray mist, floating slowly from his body, blocking in front of him.

"Tom!"

He Pingan hit the gray mist with a fist, but was lifted up by the gray mist, and the fist could not break through the gray mist's defense at all.

"vigorously!"

He Pingan roared, and his strength tripled again, and he punched out, and the landslides and the ground cracked, even the iron walls and iron walls should be turned into dross.

But this punch that could shatter mountains and mountains was firmly supported by the gray fog, and it couldn't fall at all.

"Roar!"

With a roar, He Ping'an turned into two-headed and four-armed, like a mad tiger. His four fists blasted out thousands of punches like golden meteors in an instant. Sky.

But even under such a powerful attack, the layer of gray mist is still unbreakable, but the mist seems to be a little darker.

'I didn't find such a strong defense in this ancient book in the Yi Dan Pavilion before. '

He Ping'an's mind turned sharply, his figure turned into a golden light, suddenly appeared behind Yin Chuankong, and punched out several times in a row.

With the appearance of ancient books, the doubts in He Ping'an's heart have suddenly become clear.

This is where he finds Yin Chuankong's strangeness. Although his cultivation base is only half a step of ghost immortality, his strength is comparable to that of ghost immortality.

It turned out to be assisted by strange treasures.

Yin Chuankong laughed and turned his mind, the ancient book moved according to his heart, and immediately appeared behind him, blocking He Ping'an's attack, but the fog on the ancient book seemed to have dimmed a bit.

"boom boom"

Seeing the elusive appearance of this ancient book, He Pingan knew that a sneak attack was useless, so he stopped talking. His four arms rotated like wind and fire wheels, and four huge golden giant fists crazily smashed down, blowing the gray mist from the ancient book to the starting point. ripple.

Seeing He Pingan's attack so ferociously, Yin Chuankong showed a trace of anxiety on his face. Of course, he knew that the gray fog defense of this ancient book had a limit.

But at this time, if he discarded the ancient book and fled, he was afraid that he would be smashed to pieces by He Pingan in an instant, so he could only hold on.

The yin energy in the body is continuously introduced into the ancient books, providing a steady stream of yin qi for the ancient books. Now we can only see whether He Pingan's true essence is exhausted first, or his own yin energy is exhausted first.

In the realm of true immortals, one can manipulate the vitality of heaven and earth for a hundred miles with a wave of his hand, while the ghost fairy can manipulate the yin energy of a hundred miles around, so Yin Chuankong does not believe that the true energy in He Ping'an's body can surpass the vitality of heaven and earth for a hundred miles.

Half an hour later, from the middle of Hanning County, several Dunguang flew over, and the leaders were Yang Qing and Liu Yue'e.

There are still a few people behind him, they should be the prefect of Hanning County and the guards of the Palace of Eternal Life.

A few people fell a hundred miles away, and they didn't dare to approach the scene of the fighting at all. They just recorded the scene of the fighting between the two sides and sent a message to the superior.

Yin Chuankong turned a blind eye to the arrival of these people, and these ants could be killed with a wave of his hand.

But there was a hint of distress on his face. After half an hour, Baili Yinyun was reduced by half under He Pingan's attack, but He Pingan's attack did not weaken at all.

"what……"

At this moment, Yin Chuankong let out a scream.

However, He Pingan took advantage of Yin Chuankong's slight distraction, and a long sword of spiritual consciousness that was several times larger than before suddenly broke into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Looking around, He Ping'an's beard and hair were all stretched out, a terrifying golden light came out of his eyes, and golden blood oozed out of his nostrils.

In order to cut out this sword of divine consciousness far beyond the usual level, He Pingan obviously hurt the enemy a thousand and hurt himself eight hundred.

There was a wave of dizziness in his mind, He Pingan didn't care about these things, forcibly suppressed the dizziness, turned into a golden light, appeared behind the ancient book again, in front of Yin Chuankong, and then in an instant, there were countless golden fists Blast out.

Yin Chuankong barely resisted more than ten punches, but couldn't bear the endless force from the front of the fist. Seeing that the ghost body was on the verge of collapse, with a thought, gray fog appeared in the ancient book, and he took his ghost body in .

Then the ancient book lit up with gray light, and it was about to escape through the air!

"Where to escape!"

In He Ping'an's hand, the Heavenly Devil's blood-transforming sword appeared, and he slashed at the ancient book, only to hear a "stab", and the indestructible gray fog on the ancient book was cut off by a corner.

But the body of the ancient book was not damaged, and it was still flickering with gray light, fleeing into the distance, one flickering, tens of miles away.

He Ping'an turned into a golden light, and the golden light was launched at the right time, and then came first, and then cut out several times, the gray fog above the ancient book became more and more dim.

"laugh!"

With the last slash, the gray mist above the ancient book cleared away, became dim, and floated to the ground.

He Pingan waved out a golden zhenyuan and held the ancient book in his hand.

This is exactly the ancient book He Pingan was looking for.

Only then did he realize that this ancient book was just a fragment.

It's just that He Ping'an didn't expect that the ancient book that even the demon's blood-transforming sword could not be broken, who the hell was able to split the book into two halves.

"seal up!"

Yin Chuankong hid in the ancient book space and couldn't come out. He Pingan thought for a moment, and hit hundreds of restrictions with both hands, completely sealing the ancient book.

At this time, if you choose to enter the ancient book with your soul, let alone that you don't know the inner space of the ancient book, and you don't have the right location, it is unwise.

And there are hundreds of thousands of dead souls outside, if they escape in all directions, the consequences will be disastrous.

Anyway, the ancient book was in his hands at this time, and Yinchuan Kong was inside, so he couldn't escape.

Putting the ancient book in his sleeve casually, he looked at the hundreds of thousands of dead souls outside, and the most urgent task right now was to send these dead souls away.

"come here!"

With a thought, He Pingan hooked his fingers to Yang Qing who was standing in the distance.

Seeing He Ping'an pointing towards him, Yang Qing hurriedly ran over: "Senior Wu Sheng, call me!"

"The culprit has already been executed, but Mian County has been occupied by ghosts and immortals for many years. It is impossible for Hanning County officials to know."

"Ghosts and immortals are certainly hateful, but human accomplices are even more hateful, do you understand?"

He Pingan said.

Yang Qing lived for more than a hundred years and practiced Confucianism and Taoism. Naturally, he understood the meaning of He Ping'an's words very clearly. He immediately patted his chest and assured him: "Don't worry, senior Wu Sheng. As long as anyone involved in this case is involved, this junior will definitely arrest him and bring him to justice."

"The poor Taoist will wait and see. Don't let the hundreds of thousands of dead souls in Mian County die in vain. The officials involved must be severely punished, and the crimes committed must be announced to the world."

He Pingan paused, and then said: "If someone obstructs, report my name!"

"The younger generation understands that the song of righteousness is still in your ears, and the younger generation will definitely investigate this matter to the bottom, and repay the kindness of the senior's cultivation!"

Yang Qing's heart trembled, and he quickly agreed.

The prefect and others standing in the distance didn't dare to get close to them without being summoned by He Pingan, and they didn't dare to use their consciousness to eavesdrop. When they saw the two talking, they kept looking towards them, but they didn't know why.

"One more thing, among the people you came here, is there anyone who can recite the mantra of rebirth and save the souls of the dead?"

He Pingan asked with some embarrassment.

He can kill hundreds of thousands of dead souls with one punch, but it is really difficult to send all these hundreds of thousands of dead souls into the nether world.

One or two, dozens are fine, but even He Pingan is a little helpless in saving hundreds of thousands of dead souls.

The point is, in the Yidan Pavilion, many spells are rewarded, but the most basic Daoist Rebirth Mantra has never been rewarded.
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