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Chapter 245 [Official Head] First Battle!Yin Zun and Huang Quan

"Bear!"

The fire in the treasure furnace where the blue lion was carved was raging, and occasionally a few or two sparks flew out, mixed with the scraps of paper money and incense, and floated into the dark blue night sky.

The golden light of the simple Taoist temple is shining brightly, and the fire is scorching the sky.

The magnificent and grand ancient music suddenly sounded between the heaven and the earth. If you close your eyes and listen to it, you can still find out the noise of the prosperous age and the ringing of ancient temple bells.

"Cha-"

With the expansion of the aura, "spider webs" quickly spread out from the bluestone pavement outside the town, and the sound of crisp sounds in the town continued, and the vast white mist engulfed.

Su Jiang, who was sitting still, moved his shoulders briefly, and weighed the steel fork in his hand.

The air is piercingly cold and the light is shining.

Still a familiar taste.

"Humph-"

The blue-faced and ferocious Sun Jiang smiled subconsciously.

Seeing this situation, Zeng Jiang hurriedly reached out and patted his shoulder, meaning that the thing will be used every year, remember to keep it for later.

The damaged general didn't know if he "listened" in, he just nodded slightly, holding the trident horizontally in both hands, and walked towards the outside with a golden sword.

Zeng Jiang felt a little helpless when he saw this, and looked at the clone with the indigo face, and each stood up.

One is holding fire sticks in his arms, the other is spinning shackles, with three sticks of incense on his head, and his feet are stepping on the sky, with a calm and dignified look.

Three burly figures stepped forward, and the ancient music spread out with their footsteps, and the invisible realm came from Tianxin.

In the endless dark blue sky, the dark and thick clouds gradually dispersed, and the moonlight spread like a tide, cold and warm.

Brilliant starlight scattered on people's panicked faces.

They raised their heads in a daze, but they saw Pu Yao, the seven stars, pointing out their way home.

When the line of sight fell again, I saw three figures stepping on divine footsteps, bumping out of the mountains and night fog.

The white and mysterious octagonal formation slowly unfolded under their feet, and a pair of compassionate eyes loomed in the vast night sky.

In front of King Ksitigarbha, the head of the officials and generals.

Open the way in front of the Buddha and sweep away the demon atmosphere.

Just kill but not cross, get rid of evil spirits and bring peace to the people.

"Roar!"

Yin Zun sensed something was wrong, and let out a tiger roar from his throat.

As the saying goes: colorful and fierce tigers return to the mountains at the right time.

The beautiful king of Qingshan, Yin Zun, is like a tiger.

Legend has it that all the beasts in the mountains can turn into demons by eating the energy of heaven and earth and the spirit of the sun and the moon.

If one's cultivation reaches a certain level, one can lose one's mortal body and travel around Kyushu with a spiritual body.

This is the case with the five great immortals with profound realms.

Even Taoism of the human race, there is also a theory of "Corpse Jie Xian".

That is to say, the Taoist Gaoshi leaves his mortal body and goes to immortality, or he does not leave a body, but only pretends to leave the world and ascend to heaven.

"Tongjian of True Immortal Body and Dao through the Past" contains: Gao Shi Wanzhen "the body was dissected in the capital in the first year of Longshuo, and the coffin was opened in a few days, only a sword and a stick".

This is a typical example of "abandoning the skin and seeking the truth".

The peak of Zipin, this position of strength, already shows that Yin Zun's Taoism is not particularly advanced.

The reason why there is no entity has nothing to do with the state, it is simply because I liked to watch fun in the early years, and was damaged by the aftermath of the battle between the true god and the demon.

Drifting along the way, he accidentally fell into a cave full of aura and splashing yellow springs. He breathed out the moonlight and devoted himself to cultivation. Since then, he has been out of control. In just over ten years, he has opened his orifices and enlightened his wisdom.

Later, he was discovered and subdued by a demon who was proficient in animal making, and became a Dharma protector.

It was the first time that demon had seen such a spiritual and refined "foreign species" after traveling all over the green hills.

He simply told what he knew, distorting Le Zihu, who is fierce by nature, into a cunning, sinister, vicious tiger ghost.

What's more interesting is that his brain is not as good as his own "apprentice". He only heard that the second son of the Zhou family in the county has been studying for many years and is very promising, so he thinks this is a good material for refining "Dharma Protector".

So he sneaked into the county at night, and after only one meeting, he was noticed by Mr. Tuesday, and his head was blown everywhere.

The Dharma protector spirit refined earlier also scattered in the world.

Only Yin Zun, the tiger ghost, with his vision flickering, returned to that cave, soaked in the spring, and fell into a deep sleep since then.

Until not long ago, I was awakened by the "God War" at the entrance of the secret realm.

Simply follow the robes described in the portraits of immortals and gods provided by the demon, and turn a tiger skin into a ghost dragon robe, and give himself the name of Qingshan Molanjun——Yin Zun.

From then on, under the banner of the Great Emperor of the Nine Ruins, he lobbied in all directions, and quickly pulled up a ghost army of thousands of scale to raid everywhere.

And he himself sneaked into the small village where Zhang Wuer and all the villagers lived. He wanted to observe more, but unexpectedly there was a string of bronze wind chimes hanging at the entrance of the village. When he first entered the village, the wind chimes rang.

But he didn't kill on the spot.

Instead, it fell into the rusty knife pressed by Zhang Wuer himself, and occasionally followed at a distance.

In the dense mountains and mist, choose people and eat to increase your cultivation.

One is to enjoy the fun of hunting like a cat catching mice, and the other is to use Zhang Wuer and others as bait to catch more fat fish.

I regret it somewhat now.

——This fish is fat, but it is full of spikes, poisonous and fierce, so thorny, I am afraid it is not a puffer fish.

"The idea is tough, and the wind is tight."

Yin Zun thought so, but he really couldn't resist the temptation brought by these many prey.

He has just seen clearly that the people in this town, one out of ten, have the "power to summon gods".

If it is crunchy one bite at a time, it is estimated that the cultivation base will be improved.

With his foundation, rushing all the way to the "sixth heaven" is easy, even the "seventh heaven" is not impossible.

"Let's do it together."

Yin Zun gritted his teeth, sat cross-legged in the coffin, and manipulated the coffin to rush around.

——This red coffin is a vehicle-like magic weapon. It looks the same size as an ordinary coffin on the surface, but it actually hides a universe inside.

Dozens of children were scattered in this dark and silent world of despair, all trembling and frightened.

At this time, a slightly older child suddenly said: "The Taoist priest will come to save us!"

He looked like he was only eleven or twelve years old.

"The Taoist priest doesn't want us anymore, woo woo woo."

In the infinite darkness, there was a little boy crying.

"Why are you crying! The Taoist priest just went to retreat, and when he comes back, he will definitely beat his 'blue face' full of teeth!"

The child said loudly that he seemed to use this method to boost the confidence of his peers.

"Oh, really?"

Yin Zun asked sadly in his ears.

Holding the tree stump with one hand and protecting the field ridge with the other, the child slowly retreated.

"What's your name, kid?"

Yin Zun suddenly became interested and couldn't help asking.

"Four Powers!"

The child straightened his back and replied loudly, "My grandfather gave me the name."

Then he said: "Wu that blue face, let us go obediently if you are sensible, otherwise, when my Taoist priest comes back, you will have to take your skin off."

Yin Zun smiled sinisterly: "Don't scare me with those nonsense Daoist priests, just this group of low-level fairy soldiers and ghost soldiers, and you group of ants are my treasures. I don't believe it, and use this to protect people who maintain Taoism. For how profound it can be..."

Before Yin Zun finished speaking, he suddenly heard the sound of wood cracking.

When I looked up, I saw cracks spreading across the coffin lid, which was red on the outside and black on the inside, and the tide-like moonlight took the opportunity to break in and sprinkle on every child's face.

"Ok?"

Yin Zun frowned, raised his hand to call out the elite ghost soldiers who gathered hastily after waking up, and went to stop and search.

Then he turned his head, grasped the joyous Si Li with one hand, and spread out two fingers with the other hand, hooking the collars of the two babies, ready to face the enemy.

At the same time, the second general of gain and loss has been killed to the outskirts of the town.

"It's General Zeng and General Loss!"

A strong sense of security quickly took root in my heart, and strong joy climbed onto everyone's faces.

The eyes of the young and strong in the town are full of admiration, and they are looking forward to the grand scene where the two will sweep away the demon atmosphere and suppress the evil spirits.

"Ah."

General Sui strode forward against the crowd, then raised his hand again, signaling the warriors and Yin soldiers to stay back.

The trident in the palm is like a dragon or a python, with scale-like lines all over it, and under the moonlight, it oozes a little bit of cold light.

"what--"

"Roar!!!"

"hiss--"

All kinds of strange sounds gathered at the entrance of the town.

Under the care of General Zeng, the townspeople retreated quickly.

After a while, more than a dozen mountain spirits broke out of the white mist.

There are Qingshan wolves with dim fur and one eye with fierce light;
There are ugly puppets with sharp knives and broken porcelain patterns on their bodies;

There is a top-heavy, bulky Roshan with a smile on his face;
There are ghost generals with knives as their legs, rusty armor, and withered faces that look like skeletons...

Taking the card quality level as the standard for judging strength, looking around, none of this group of evil spirits is lower than the three-star green product.

The first few even have the evil spirit and power enough to rival the three or four stars of the standard blue product.

Facing the three figures with murderous intent, Xie Yi couldn't help being a little timid, subconsciously wanting to back away.

However, the Big Dipper has already locked Shijie Town, they can't escape, they can only give it a go.

The strong-headed man wanted to try the power of the Ksitigarbha Protector's weapon, so he was wrapped in a gust of wind and slammed into the second general.

But as soon as he got close, his body became stiff, General Zeng just flicked the handcuffs, and scattered them into strands of yin energy, which were collected into the sea of ​​consciousness of the year.

There is no "tenderness" in the loss of generals.

If you lose your blessings and lose your salary, you can't just kill them.

General Hurt's temperament is more violent than Baye who likes to play dogs.

Every move can also see the majestic power of the former "ghost king".

The cold-scaled steel fork was like a sea-covered poisonous dragon in his hand.

It was originally a fast-attacking weapon that was swift and unpredictable, but it was played wide open and closed by him, and it was extremely domineering.

It can be said that the murderous intent is rolling, and every time the fork goes down, it will cause landslides and earth shattering, ghosts and gods.

Every muscle line is wrapped in brutal strength, and the moves are full of strength and full of violent aesthetics.

Sometimes he punched heavily, smashing the Qingshan Wolf's skull; sometimes he stomped and crunched, crushing the ugly puppet; sometimes he smashed the "Ziliang Nemesis" into a pulp.

Once the king of ghosts in troubled times and now the protector of Ksitigarbha, the "benevolent and loving" General Shu firmly believes that no one in the world understands ghosts better than him.

In his eyes: under the sky, all living beings will feel pain, fear and reveal fatal flaws when they are attacked, but those demons and ghosts are uniquely endowed, and they are not born with that feeling.

And in the land of ancient China, in the long years of thousands of years, countless monsters and evil spirits have always had a consensus:
When any god makes a move, there will be pity, empathy, or regret for the loss of life, but the general loss will not feel that way.

No. 13 of "The Devil's Code": When General Sui says you don't feel pain, you'd better really feel no pain.

Otherwise, He will tell you what is "ghost king" and what is "hell".

What is the production director of Yincao Jifu Meat Factory.

"what!!!"

The ghost general with the knife as his leg wailed and rushed back, but was strangled by a flying steel fork into a chill.

Seeing this, General Zeng quickly waved the shackles, gathered the ghost generals who were about to disperse, and brought them into the sea of ​​consciousness of the year.

Seeing this, General Loss shook his head, and with a steel fork in one hand, he strode forward, making a palm shape with the other hand, enveloping the golden light to dispel ghosts and demons.

All along, the world has been puzzled by him, only thinking that he is a warrior, but he is actually a mage.

"Bear!"

It was another heavy fist shrouded in flames. It lifted the tornado and swung it out fiercely, smashing the majestic bull demon with a bull head and a human body, which was more than ten meters high, into a pulp.

Finally cleaned up the "miscellaneous soldiers".

"call……"

General Loss slowly let out a breath of Yin Qi.

Warm-up is over.

The whole body is very comfortable.

It is the best fighting state.

Holding a steel fork, he looked left and right with cold, murderous eyes, looking for the unlucky ones.

He who was excited to kill quickly noticed the big red coffin not far away.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!!!"

Sensing that the opponent was not weak, General Shuai exerted strength all over his body, and every step he took would leave a hole in the bluestone road.

The sound was crisp, reminiscent of the sound of bones breaking.

Yin Zun also quickly realized that the strength of the new opponent should not be underestimated.

Especially, the leader carrying the steel fork.

It was several times more fierce than the number one protector of the demon that he followed in the early years.

Seeing a spirit is like seeing a person. From this we can see that the owner of this "Dharma Guardian Spirit" is by no means a good person, and is very likely to be a hundred times more vicious.

Thinking of the people here, one by one "Taoist", with eyes full of admiration, and the almost extreme trust inside and outside the words, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

If it wasn't for the loss of body, I'm afraid it would be cold and goosebumps all over.

It was only at this moment that he realized that he might have offended a ruthless person who shouldn't be offended.

"boom!!!"

Before he could react, all directions suddenly started to vibrate violently.

For a moment, the world was spinning, and the cloudy air was cold.

——The coffin was kicked over!

Yin Zun vaguely realized that two light shadows, one blood red and one indigo, flashed into the coffin, one snatched Si Li and the two children from his hand; the other unfolded the magic weapon and took away the remaining children.

Seeing that the prey was taken away, he was also a little anxious.

Unexpectedly, after the sharp cracking sound that made the back of the neck tense and the toes hit the ground, the sky above the head was bright.

Strands of starlight seemed to converge into invisible chains in an instant, tightly binding his spirit body, and it was difficult to break free in a hurry.

"broken!"

Yin Zun was full of regret at this moment.

It is said that "the human heart is not enough to swallow the elephant", the tiger is too greedy, and it is easy to encounter Wu Song.

Seeing that the majestic guardian will make a throwing posture that can't be more standard, and swing the trident violently, it looks like a strange dragon leaving its nest, cold and ferocious.

He burst out with a ghostly aura all over him, trying to break free.

The actual cultivation base is still overwhelming him, who is at the head of the "official general" at the moment. With a sudden eruption, he quickly broke through the star beam restraint.

But before he could relax for a moment, the flying halberd smashed straight into his chest.

There was no entity in the morning, but he could hear a "click" very clearly.

He naturally has no bones to break, what is broken is actually the soul body.

"Your mother and maid!"

Yin Zun subconsciously burst into foul language.

So, the next moment, a big hand with dark blue complexion grabbed onto the collar, like a cat pouncing on a house sparrow, and grabbed her back.

"Brother, Gu... I didn't scold you."

Yin Zun first cupped his hands to harass him with a bitter face, then raised his sword and struck violently, his eyes were full of cruelty and madness.

"Master Tiger, I can't beat those real gods, how can I let those whose cultivation level is not as good as mine be bullied?"

As he thought so, what responded to him was a fist as big as a bowl.

With a punch, it was like a meteorite falling from the sky, the golden light was shining brightly, and the flames scattered... There were stars in his eyes.

"Dang bang."

The rusty knife that was originally owned by Zhang Wuer and was just taken by Yin Zun fell to the ground, and the damaged general's soap boots picked it up, flew into the air, and landed firmly in the hands of the Dharma protector.

Yin Zun's eyes were fierce, and two rusty short knives popped out from the wide sleeves. They stabbed at the eyes of the general like a poisonous snake, but they were easily resolved by a slap.

Seeing that the melee is not the opponent of the injured general, he shook his body and came out of the "shell", showing his true form as a hungry tiger soul, opened his bloody mouth, released billowing ghosts, and rushed towards the injured general, crying and howling.

At this time, it was Zeng Jiang who made a move, and when the torch was lifted, the shackles were turned over, and the ghosts were collected into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Yin Zun took a closer look and saw the newcomer, the red and one blue figure, with benevolent eyes and compassionate face, making him easy to bully.

So he turned the tiger's head, and Chao Zeng will pounce out.

It is said that "the cloud follows the dragon, and the wind follows the tiger".

This pounce, one kick, one overturn, aroused the wind, and it made people's cheeks hurt hundreds of meters away.

The cries of wronged souls mixed in it seem to contain some kind of magical power that can make people dizzy and look like madness.

In the vast night sky, a pair of fierce tiger eyes shining with cold light loomed unknown when.

Scarlet blood fell from the sky, and the townspeople of Shijie fell down one by one, with splitting headaches and constant wailing.

A few people who were in poor health before, even tended to be pulled out of their souls, their whole bodies were covered with a layer of gray "gelatin", and the pain was so painful that the whites of their eyes appeared.

And as time went by, the cries of the children gradually became weaker, sometimes disappearing.

Seeing this situation, Zeng Jiang's eyes were cold, the main body and the avatar, one left and one right, moved freely among the seven stars and eight trigrams with Tiangang steps.

After several twirls, he distanced himself from Yin Zun, looked at the gap, and pierced the head of the ghost tiger who claimed to be the king with a fire stick.

After following Ksitigarbha, on the surface, he became as good-tempered as Qiye.

But just like the essence of the God of Wealth is still haunting, shady and impermanent, making countless souls frightened, no matter how much he grows, he can't cover up General Zeng's past as the king of ghosts.

The outbreak of ferocity at this moment is no less serious than that of the general.

Seeing this situation, Shu Jiang couldn't help showing a gratified smile.

That's right.

Finally, after a lot of fighting, Yin Zun, who was in great pain, was caught by General Zeng and "suppressed" at the "gate of death" with fire sticks and shackles.

Seeing this, General Loss smiled "mercifully", and used only mana to form a disc with the rusty knives he had just seized.

He also borrowed a lot of spiritual power from Ji Nian and poured all of it into it.

The disc of the rusty knife turned faster and faster, and even made some strange noises.

"Teng! Teng! Teng!!! Hum-bum-boom!!!"

Damage will hold the high-speed rotating blade disc, and press it straight to the tiger's mouth.

"?"

"!"

"Wow!"

In the end, Yin Zun only uttered three syllables, and fell into the "pool of blood".

Half of the main road is covered with the filthy blood of His broken spirit body.

In the end, General Zeng took the overall situation into consideration. Considering that this thing might be useful for dating, he and his avatar grasped General Suffering's arms from left to right.

Yin Zun, who had only half of his head left and his jaw still missing, could be regarded as temporarily saving his life.

(End of this chapter)