I have been experimenting with medicine in the Palace of Longevity for 30 years

Chapter 65
Originally, this matter had little to do with He Pingan.

For this kind of ghost cultivator who has killed more than [-] people, it is enough to kill him with a single sword.

But Xia Enyuan's life was indeed miserable, which moved He Pingan a little.

So I set the principles in my heart.

Xia Enyuan must be punished. He killed more than ten thousand people, and no matter what the reason is, he cannot be forgiven.

Smash his ghost cultivator's body into pieces and drive him into the netherworld, and there will naturally be punishment from heaven.

Even if he suffered from mountains of swords and seas of fire, or was devoured by ghosts and ghosts, or was wiped out by thunder and ashes, he deserved what he deserved.

But Xia Enyuan should not be responsible for Emperor Jiaming's fault.

He Pingan took out his small notebook and made a note for Emperor Jiaming on it.

The matter of killing a king is very unusual, not to mention that killing a king has to bear a huge karma, no one can guarantee that Emperor Jiaming will be killed, the next emperor will do better than Emperor Jiaming when he takes office.

Besides, as far as he knew, Emperor Jiaming's cultivation base was not low, and it was not the strength he showed on the surface.

Therefore, He Pingan set up a ledger for Emperor Jiaming by referring to the assessment in his previous life. When the ledger reached a certain amount and Emperor Jiaming was full of evil, he personally took action to kill him.

Speaking of which, one of the chief culprits in this matter is Emperor Jia Ming, and the other is the Wan Gui Sect.

From Xia Enyuan's memory, he learned that there is a sect master, two deputy sect masters, and several elders in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect.

There are also countless wandering ghosts under his command, from the upper third rank to the lower ninth rank, there are a large number of them.

Every ghost cultivator has a single-line connection with the upper line. They don't know who their upper line is, but the upper line can directly communicate with them through soul refining.

Therefore, Xia Enyuan didn't know the name of the master of Wanguimen, but only knew that his cultivation was extremely high, and he seemed to have reached the first-rank realm.

He Pingan stood in mid-air with closed doors to rest his mind, and did not leave just then.

He had a feeling in the dark that Wan Guimen lost a third-grade ghost cultivator, so he would not let it go.

Not long after, I saw a sudden change in the sky at a distance of [-] miles. The night sky, which was originally bright and clear, was suddenly covered by countless dark clouds. Within a radius of [-] miles, it suddenly turned into ghosts and ghosts.

The gloomy wind howled, the cold air was pressing, and the cold breath turned into bone-eroding rain and fell.

Immediately, within fifty miles, countless lives were devastated.

"The demon is so daring!"

He Pingan was furious, and this ghost cultivator of the Ten Thousand Ghosts came to commit such murders. He was obviously bloodthirsty, and he treated ordinary human races like nothing.

With both hands bluffing, a golden flying sword has appeared in his hand.

This is after the main body had the Heavenly Demon Transforming Blood Sword, he put the Jinlin Sword on the clone, in case it was needed from time to time.

I thought it was coming out with Yang Qing this time, so it shouldn't be necessary.

Unexpectedly, this monk from the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect has a not low cultivation base, but a cultivation base of the peak of the second rank, which is not much different from He Pingan's avatar.

Ghost cultivators are weird and unpredictable, just to be on the safe side, it's better to be careful.

"Where did you come from, you dare to meddle in Wanguimen's business?"

A muffled sound came from the mighty fifty miles of cloud, and a grimace with green face and fangs emerged in the cloud, with a mouth of blood spanning ten miles.

Compared with He Pingan below, he is like an ant.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

He Pingan snorted coldly, pouring all the magic power of more than 500 years into the Jinlin sword. In an instant, the golden light was dazzling, and even the dark clouds that covered the sky seemed to be diluted a lot.

"Roar"

A heaven-shattering dragon howl sounded, and the Dragon Scale Sword completely turned into a mile-long golden dragon shadow.

He Pingan stood on the dragon shadow cast like gold, with his clothes fluttering, pointing his sword at the ghostly face of the cloud, and the dragon shadow flew into the cloud like a huge golden lightning.

The grimace spanning fifty miles around let out a strange laugh, opened its mouth wide, and directly swallowed the golden dragon shadow into its mouth.

"Enter my ghost, no reincarnation!"

The grimace grinned sinisterly, the ghosts cried and howled, the dark clouds rolled in the body, and the mighty ghost energy rushed towards the golden dragon shadow, trying to suppress the dragon shadow in the body.

After devouring such high-level monks, his cultivation will break through a new level.

"idiot!"

He Pingan glanced at the dark clouds covering the sky, his eyes were full of contempt.

He only wanted a wide range, but underestimated the purity of mana. Although this ghost cultivator has reached the peak of the second rank, the way he uses mana is inferior.

It is equivalent to a mortal who has all the power but can't use it rationally, with well-developed limbs and simple mind.

Could this be the sequelae of the soul refining technique? If Xia Enyuan hadn't disperse the hostility in his body by himself, he might not be much worse than this second-grade ghost cultivator.

With a thought in He Ping'an's mind, the long golden dragon body shuttled back and forth among the fifty miles of black clouds, turning the black clouds upside down.

The ghostly wind and ghost rain that Guixiu was so proud of couldn't even delay the golden dragon's breath.

Especially the bright golden streamer radiating from the dragon's body, no matter where it swims, it will disperse the black clouds, and the world will become clear again.

Even the golden light on the golden dragon's body couldn't break through the ghostly aura that was impenetrable in the past, let alone He Pingan, who was eroding the golden dragon.

But in just a quarter of an hour, only half of the black cloud covering a radius of fifty miles was left.

The originally thick black clouds became extremely thin at this time, and the moonlight shone faintly on the ground through the black clouds.

The previous icy cold wind and bone-eroding rain had long since disappeared, and the people who hadn't died were running around below, calling for help and looking for shelter.

There are also some brave people who hid in the shelter from the rain, watched the golden dragon fighting with ghosts in the sky from a distance, and cheered for the golden dragon.

"Brother Zhang, I seem to see a figure standing on top of the golden dragon!"

"Is there a shadow?"

"That must be an immortal, no wonder he will save us."

There have long been legends of the dragon clan among the people of Daxuan. Although compared to other monsters, the dragon clan has many good people, but most of the dragon clan are actually no different from monsters, they are people who eat people without spit bones!

So I was still puzzled about why Jinlong fought against demons to save himself, so it turned out to be a fairy of the human race!
That's fine!

"Come on immortal!"

A weak voice sounded.

"The immortal will win!"

"The Immortal killed this little devil, and I invite you to drink!"

Several more voices sounded.

"The people of Yanzhou pay their respects to the immortal!"

One after another voices gradually sounded, like the sound of sea waves, shaking the sky and the earth, and finally fell into the ears of Ghost Xiu and He Pingan.

"Noisy!"

Hearing that voice, Guixiu was mostly cursing at himself, and was furious in his heart. Heiyun grimace suddenly opened his mouth, and a majestic suction burst out from his mouth, sweeping away towards the shouting crowd below!

"Your opponent is me!"

He Pingan snorted coldly, when he was fighting with himself, this ghost cultivator dared to devour the human race below, he was looking for death!
The golden dragon below him suddenly radiated light, illuminating the sky and the earth as if it were daytime. Wherever the golden light went, the ghost energy disappeared without a trace.

"woooooo"

The second-grade ghost cultivator was severely injured, and let out howls of ghosts and wolves.

The range of cloudy clouds became smaller again, occupying less than a hundred feet.

It's a world of difference from when I first came here.

"cut!"

Before Ghost Xiu could use other moves, the golden dragon under He Ping'an suddenly turned into a hundred-foot-long sword, and he cut it down with a golden sword light.

Each sword light is a small golden sword, bringing out irreparable wounds on the cloud.

"boom!"

As the body of the Jinlin Sword was cut down, the fierce sword energy flew around, smashing the cloud into pieces, and the second-rank ghost cultivator was instantly wiped out.

"The fairy wins!"

"The Immortal has won!"

"My old Zhang will do what he says. Immortals will come to Yanzhou Jixianglou when they are free in the future. All the food and drinks will be free."

This is a good hand in business, even if he encounters immortals and demons when he returns to his hometown, he will not forget to promote his restaurant.

　I don't know what's going on today, the new chapter uploaded shows that it is on the 11th, there is no way, I can only post the afternoon chapter in advance!
　　Thank you guys, thank you tomorrow!

　　
　
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