The Secret History of Xuanmen

Chapter 375 Suicide
This scene must end with your death.

When Holy Lord Zhao Dengtang said these words, the situation that had eased was instantly pulled into a deadlock again, and the whole place fell into dead silence.

Cheng Mingshan, the master of Ghost Fairy City, gradually frowned, and the majestic ghost energy on his body continued to condense.

After all, it is the king here and controls the passage leading to the ghost burial mound. It can be said to be extremely noble in the ghost clan.It had already given 'me' enough face just now, but 'I' didn't give it face so much, which offended it a bit.

But soon it suppressed the anger in its heart and spoke to 'me' again: "It is better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies. Looking at the entire ghost world, without my support, it can be said that you humans are struggling to move forward in this mystery. .”

"I can understand your rude remarks. After all, it was my fault in the first place. Let me ask you one last time, can we put aside our grudges and work together?"

Under this kind of anger, he could still lower his posture and seek peace, which shows how much pressure the Holy Lord Zhao Dengtang brought to him.

But 'I' said categorically: "It's too late, you are not irreplaceable, and you are not qualified for this responsibility."

After saying that, Holy Lord Zhao Dengtang put one hand in front of him and made a fighting posture.

Seeing that the matter had come to this, Cheng Mingshan no longer said anything, but sneered and said: "I respect you, you have really made three steps forward. Yang Ren, you really take yourself seriously!"

"If you really want to fight, I will accompany you to the end! I just want to see what kind of waves a great Buddha can make in this ghost town of mine!"

Having said that, it took the lead and launched several ghost symbols one after another.

Under the guidance of this ghost talisman, Wangui moved out again, and the huge ghost hands guarding the city also condensed out again.

Chengming Mountain Pass kept chanting words and reciting inscriptions, and as it was recited, the thousands of ghost soldiers seemed to have lost consciousness and turned into simple fighting machines.

They are coming towards me like a flood, one after another.

The scale of the ghost soldiers this time is unprecedented, which shows that Chengmingshan is also going to have to fight against the odds.

However, Holy Lord Zhao Dengtang was besieged by thousands of ghosts and did not panic at all.

He raised another palm to confront the ghost hand, and at the same time he began to recite Buddhist scriptures.Following his words, every line of Buddhist scriptures was recited, and the sound transformed into a white lotus, which flew into the ghost tide and kept blooming in the ghost tide.

After this holy lotus enters the ghost tide, it has a natural restraint effect on the ghost energy, and it continuously evolves the evil ghost energy with the sacred Buddha energy.

Once those ghost soldiers who came one after another were contaminated by the white lotus energy, they were quickly saved, their souls flew away, and turned into a wisp of pure energy.

One goes and the other goes, there are more and more lotuses in the ghost tide, while the number of ghost soldiers is declining sharply.

He is worthy of being called the Holy Lord. Holy Lord Zhao Dengtang's skill of planting flowers in the ghost mansion is really mysterious, and he has actually shaken the foundation of the ghost cauldron by himself.

At this time, he reminded me of what he once said to Emperor Fengdu: "Do you really want me to swear that I won't become a Buddha until hell is empty?"

It turns out that this is not alarmist, he is really capable of fighting the underworld alone!

After a period of time, most of the ghost soldiers were wiped out, and due to the existence of the holy lotus, those ghost energies were not swallowed by the ghost hands in the air, and did not increase the power of the ghost hands.

If the situation continues like this, it won't be long before this place is no longer a ghost cauldron, but will be completely replaced by the solemn Buddha aura!

Chengmingshan was naturally able to see the situation clearly. It knew that with the ghost soldiers and the ghost hands protecting the city, it was no longer an opponent of the Holy Lord Zhao Dengtang, so it took the initiative to join the battle.

"How dare you, a arrogant Yang man, ruin my path to enlightenment as a ghost! You are trying to make my entire ghost clan an enemy. I, Cheng Mingshan, will make you pay a heavy price even if I die!"

With a roar, Cheng Mingshan walked towards me like a ghost, walking on ghost steps.

He held the sharp scimitar in his hand and looked like he was about to fight me to the death.

This will definitely be a shocking and deadly battle that will be recorded in the annals of history.

However, when it came to 'me', the scimitar did not stab me, but cut into my own chest.

(End of this chapter)