Chapter 212 A palm! you die! I'm alive!
"Let's forget about wiping our necks. It's better to die than live. If we really can't run away, we will accept the old monster from Montenegro as our big brother and endure the humiliation and bear the heavy burden and stay undercover for dozens or hundreds of years."
Liao Wenjie stretched out a red thread from his hand and wrapped it around Yan Chixia's chest and abdomen. He opened his ghost hand behind his back and flapped his wings straight into the sky: "One day, the trapped dragon ascends to the sky. We will join forces to make him again and use his head as a chamber pot. I'm done with you." Use it, and I will use it after you have used it. Not only can I avenge my previous shame, but I can also gain a good reputation as someone who lives hard and endures hardships."
"It's a good idea, but this is the underworld. If the flesh and blood body stays for a long time, it will only become a skeleton. If I give you a chamber pot, you won't be able to urinate." Yan Chixia hung her hands and feet and groaned weakly. .
After a few desperate attempts to amplify his moves, a fierce ghost refined by the old Black Mountain demon entered his body. Although the Buddha's light exorcised the evil spirits, there would be no sequelae, but the oil had dried up and not a drop was left. It would take at least three to five months of recovery. Returned to its full glory.
"Then throw his skull into the world and build a public toilet for everyone to use."
"Wonderful!"
Yan Chixia nodded with a smile, her body was weak and she was swept up by the yin energy, and she coughed violently.
"You guys, the old Black Mountain demon is coming. If you don't want to die, hurry up and follow him."
The wings of the ghost hand swooped down to the ground, and Liao Wenjie spoke quickly, causing more than a dozen female ghosts to quickly follow. The effect was average. These female ghosts were afraid of the old Black Mountain demon's reputation and did not dare to openly confront him. They lay on the ground fearfully and did not want to leave with Liao Wenjie.
"Let's go, you can't even protect yourself, why are you pretending to be a bodhisattva!"
Yan Chixia said weakly, then turned to the female ghosts and said: "You don't want to leave with us. If you stay in the underworld, you will only die. It's just that you will die early and die later... Go ahead and blend in with the Yin soldiers. Maybe you will be able to survive." Die a little later."
Hearing Yan Chixia's words, the female ghosts nodded repeatedly, floated up, and rushed towards the Yin soldiers who were fleeing in all directions.
"Everyone has his own life, and you can't force it. Sometimes you can't save it just because you want to." Yan Chixia pointed to several urns on the ground. The female ghosts gave up the chance of reincarnation in order to escape for their lives.
Liao Wenjie nodded, fluttered his wings and rushed to the side of Ning Caichen and the others. He wrapped the red thread around them and brought the two ghosts into the air.
The ground roared and trembled, and the frequency of the ghost hand's wings beat faster and faster. It flapped its wings several times and flew straight to the heights of the dark sky.
"You brat, you...did you use that magic skill?"
Sensing the change in Liao Wenjie's aura, Yan Chixia blurted out: "I remember you said that this magic skill is very evil. Once it starts to work, you can't stop it even if you want to."
"They're all running for their lives. How can there be any magic or non-magic skills? Besides, do I have any choice?"
"Yes, put me down. It's not worth dying with you. I don't want to be stigmatized as an accomplice of the devil when my body is discovered many years later."
"I'm afraid that won't work. If I throw you down, your skull will be used as a chamber pot by the old Black Mountain demon."
The red light in Liao Wenjie's eyes gradually became stronger. Hongxian took Yan Chixia's sword box and long sword and asked, "Master Yan, how do you open the Yin and Yang Road to the human world?"
"The moment the sword is unsheathed, just shoot the sword forward...use my bow to shoot. You are not the master of the sword, and you cannot open the gate of hell as easily as I can."
After Yan Chixia finished speaking, she sighed: "You should know that even in the human world, the old Black Mountain demon can chase him."
"Yes, but there is no chance of winning in the underworld. In the human world, there is at least a slight possibility of escaping."
The moment the long sword was unsheathed, Liao Wenjie drew the sword and put on the bow, tearing a bright passage in front, leading the two men and two ghosts out of the underworld and back to the world.
The underworld was dark and lightless, and the human world was shrouded in clouds. Liao Wenjie randomly picked a direction with few people and fluttered towards the deep mountains and old forests.
Boom!
The dark sky rolled up, and the sound of rumbling and roaring echoed over Luoyan Gorge. The next second, a huge black shadow rushed out of the black curtain, and the boundless Yin Qi descended on the world.
It was a city made of dead bones mixed with black soil and masonry, with towering outer walls. Inside the city, ghostly fire and green lanterns danced, flickering on and off. The soldiers guarding the city brandished their weapons or whipped the shackled prisoners. The ghosts wailed like weeping and roared, and the demonic sounds demanding life reverberated between heaven and earth.
There were bursts of Qing Ming's sinister sounds, accompanied by the trembling cries of the fierce ghosts, and the oppressive and solemn aura of death rolled out. The world suddenly became mute and desolate, and the boundless power was frightening.
"Brother Cui, hurry up, the monster behind is going to catch up!"
"It's already the fastest speed."
Liao Wenjie gritted his teeth and said, turned his head and looked behind him, gritted his teeth again, and his speed was more than three points faster than the fastest.
Facts have once again proved that people are forced out. Unless they are desperate, they don’t know where their limits are.
"Could this city be... a city in vain!?"
Yan Chixia was tied by a red thread, and her whole body was hanging in the air. She seemed to be looking away. It didn't matter whether she died or not, and she was not anxious at all.
He carefully looked at the city that was getting closer and closer, and muttered to himself: "The one who was destroyed by the Diamond Sutra was the incarnation of the old monster from Black Mountain, so the City of Death is his true form... That's not right either. The age of the City of Death cannot be studied. If you want to become a sperm, you have already become a sperm..."
After muttering for a long time, Yan Chixia guessed that the old demon from Black Mountain gave up his skeleton body and refined the City of Wasted Death into its true body, and then completely controlled the city.
In this way, it would be easier to explain why the Black Mountain Old Demon could easily occupy the City of Fusi, and why he had so many evil spirits in his body, because his body was a big prison, and the most indispensable thing was the evil ghosts and evil spirits.
But no matter what, it is somewhat meaningful that the old demon from Montenegro can bring the City of Wasted Death to the human world.
Wow!
The city wall cracked with cracks, skeletons and bricks fell, and the giant eyes lit with Qingming ghost fire opened. The city gate was like a mouth of the abyss, slowly opening: "Stinky Taoist priest, you destroyed my incarnation, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, , I won’t let you go either!”
The gloomy sound was like muffled thunder, and the City of Wasted Death suddenly accelerated its movement speed. Wherever it went, it crushed a huge ravine, its power was unparalleled, and it seemed unstoppable.
The demonic sound penetrated her ears, and Yan Chixia lost her magic power to protect herself. She rolled her eyes and giggled, and so did Ning Caichen. Only Xiaoqian and Xiaoqing's faces turned dark, they bared their teeth and claws and turned into fierce ghosts, rushing towards Liao Wenjie from left to right.
Snapped! x2
A forehand and a backhand, two slaps, and the two female ghosts stopped.
The red light in Liao Wenjie's eyes could not be suppressed. He stopped suddenly, fluttered his wings and rushed high into the sky. He did not hide or dodge, and went straight to the sky above the City of Fusi.
“Money can drive away ghosts, and wealth can communicate with gods!”
Liao Wenjie opened his five fingers, and a copper coin popped out of his palm: "Take my move on the mountain of money, the sea of copper, and let's see if it's the ghost in the city you're trying to kill who's hard-backed and unwilling to bend his knees, or the yellow and white thing in my hand that can help the gods. Exorcise the ghosts, and the sins will become more serious!”
Crash---
As Liao Wenjie turned his hand and pressed down, the copper coins poured down like a shower.
The next second, the rain became more intense and its volume increased dramatically, like a vast river flowing endlessly. In another second, the volume was a hundred times a thousand times larger, and the golden lake and sea covered the sky.
Thousands of feet of golden light covered the sky and blocked out the sun, like a mountain peak or an island. It was several times larger than the City of Fusi. It carried boundless weight and thundered down from the sky.
boom! ! !
With a shocking loud noise, the golden mountain shrouded the city of vain and pressed down, crushing the walls, courtyards and pavilions of the city, knocking them down from mid-air, and pressing them to the ground.
At the moment of contact, the will-o'-the-wisp dimmed and the flame went out. Yin soldiers fled in all directions, fierce ghosts and evil spirits looked up to the sky and screamed, their bodies were overwhelmed, and they were shattered together with the walls, courtyards and pavilions.
Looking from a distance, between the sky and the earth where clouds gather, a golden mountain appears out of thin air. The bottom is shaking continuously, as if something evil wants to escape.
"After all, the sin of yellow and white things is more serious..."
Liao Wenjie's eyes were red, and he waved his hand and threw the pamphlet of "The Divine Curse of Purifying Heaven and Earth" downwards, and stuck it firmly on the top of Jinshan Mountain.
The heaven and earth are natural, the odor is dispersed, and the cave is mysterious...
Zhongshan Divine Mantra, Yuanshi Jade Inscriptions...
The demon king restrains his hands and guards my palace; the evil and filth disappears, and the energy of the Tao always remains.
Hurry like a law!
Ninety-three large blue characters spread out from the book, covering the Jinshan Mountain one after another. Their breaths resonated together, and the suppression was in vain and the city could not turn around.
"Ah, this, this..."
Ning Caichen woke up, looked at the glittering golden mountain peaks below, and swallowed hard.
"The Divine Curse of Purifying Heaven and Earth, who wrote this book? It has such powerful power... No, why is this kid so rich!?"
Yan Chixia's eyes widened. Liao Wenjie had a mountain of copper coins in his hand. So what did he give him as a beggar?
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Xiaoqian and Xiaoqing were also shocked by Qian Shan's astonishing power. Then they looked at each other with resentment and touched their swollen cheeks. If they had something to say, why did they hit someone in the face and what should they do if it was broken.
Boom!
Under the Jinshan Mountain, a boulder palm stretched out, followed by a head and a torso. A giant more than ten meters tall climbed out of the Jinshan Mountain. Looking at the City of Wasted Death that could not turn over at the foot of the mountain, he looked up to the sky and roared angrily.
It's the old demon from Black Mountain. He lost most of his body and escaped from Jinshan's suppression.
He escaped with his life, but after thousands of years of planning, he lost everything with one move. How could he not be angry or resentful!
"Taoist priest, I want to sacrifice your flesh and blood to vent the hatred in my heart——"
Smoke and dust billowed, and bones and mud fragments exploded from the old Black Mountain demon's body, gathering the resentment between heaven and earth like a bottomless pit. For a moment, the gray mist materialized and impacted, like flowing black water, continuously pouring into his body.
"One palm! You die! I live!"
Liao Wenjie was high in the sky, his eyes were completely red. He waved his hand to disperse the red line, letting Yan Chixia and Ning Caichen fall high without even looking at them.
"Master Yan, are you okay?"
Xiaoqian and Xiaoqing caught the two of them and ran away quickly towards the surrounding area. Their hearts were frightened again and again. Although they didn't know why, there was nothing wrong with following their instincts and escaping.
"Run, run quickly! I have persisted until this point, a Taoist priest. It would be a pity to die." Yan Chixia urged, grabbing Xiaoqian's wrist tightly, and for the first time she knew that ghost hands were also warm.
On the other side, Liao Wenjie stood up out of thin air, his red eyes locked on the black stone giant below who was raising his arms and shouting.
The moment he waved his palm down, a blue light flashed in his eyes, and for a moment he was clear and freed from the blood-colored thoughts. In just this moment, his mind was strong enough to counterattack. Driven by the strong desire to survive, all the blood-colored thoughts in his body boiled, and he slapped the Black Mountain Old Demon in the face.
Buzz buzz————
Between the heaven and the earth, a soft sound trembled, and there seemed to be an invisible bell ringing. The mountains, rivers, trees, lakes, flowers and plants all trembled slightly with this vibration.
boom! ! !
There was no muddiness, no golden light. After the palm fell, the earth rumbled and trembled, and the smoke and dust stirred up billowing air waves, roaring into the distance.
The huge palm print is sunken into the mountains and swamps. Inside, broken stones are scattered, and a human figure can be faintly distinguished.
In the distance, Xiaoqian and Xiaoqing were overturned by the air wave, and Yan Chixia and Ning Caichen hit the tree and fell to the ground.
Yan Chixia was at the bottom, coughing a mouthful of blood, and said with lingering fear: "It's incredible, this palm alone is more than enough for this guy to pretend to be the Buddha and come to the world... However, this palm technique is very lethal... and there is a smell of blood. , how did you practice?"
At this time, Yan Chixia probably understood that Liao Wenjie was not a monk who returned to secular life, but a demon monk who was driven out of the mountain.
He just wanted to ask which temple the monk was born in. He also wanted to join in the fun and learn a palm technique.
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There will be no more chapters here. By the way, I recommend this book: The Man Behind the Empress
Author: I eat apricots
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