Demons Are Rampant, And I, Who Am Invincible In This World, Go Down The Mountain To Save The World.

Snapped--!

There was a crisp sound of the slap, and Mr. Lone Bamboo staggered in mid-air and fell uncontrollably.

On the pale face, clear marks of five-finger slaps appeared...

It’s shocking to see!

This is a character who really exists in ancient books, and he was really slapped in the face? !

There wasn’t even much resistance throughout the whole process!

"Just now, what was that?!" The expression of the supernatural ghost changed drastically. Just now he felt a strange wave that enveloped Mr. Lone Bamboo, which made Mr. Lone Bamboo lose the ability to resist, and his whole body became temporarily stiff. He was stunned, looking as if he was under a immobilizing spell.

As a bystander, he couldn't see the real truth, but he knew that it couldn't be a 'fixing spell', but a more terrifying and incredible ability.

There was a thump in his heart, and for the first time he had doubts - Lord Guzhu, can he really protect them? !

next moment,

Mei Niang raised her hand again.

Seeing this, Mr. Lone Bamboo's expression changed, and he had magic power on his body, which instantly condensed into a terrifying grimace totem.

But in the next second, the condensed grimace suddenly stopped, was forced to stop, and was whipped out on the spot.

He vomited blood from his mouth. It was the ghost's blood!

His murderous intent was still suspended in mid-air, and he could not really unleash it to cause harm to Mei Niang no matter what.

This scene made all ghosts horrified when they saw it.

... Mr. Lone Bamboo is no match! !

The supernatural ghost's hair stood on end, and he was convinced that Mr. Lone Bamboo really couldn't shake the female ghost in red.

In front of this female ghost in red, Mr. Lone Bamboo was suppressed in all directions, leaving no room for him to fight back!

At this moment, he felt like he had fallen into an abyss.

Coldness and fear arise from the heart!

At the same time, Mr. Lone Bamboo staggered, and a ray of Yin blood slipped from the corner of his mouth.

He looked at Mei Niang again. In a short period of time, the way he looked at Mei Niang changed again and again.

From calmness, to anger, to horror and horror!

"you……"

He was extremely embarrassed, and the magic power in his body fluctuated again while taking a deep breath, and he was about to prepare a killing move again.

He didn't believe that he failed once, failed twice... and could fail a third time!

Is the magical power of suspending time really so outrageous that it can suspend anything? !

Mr. Lone Bamboo's eyes were hazy, and he exhaled a lot of Yin Qi, which condensed into ancient words that danced.

This time, Mei Niang did not use the same time suspension technique as Wang Jin.

Her autumn eyes suddenly became cold.

The expression changes in just an instant, perfectly interpreting the moodiness of ghosts and gods!

She raised her bare hand and slapped Lord Lone Bamboo through the air.

Rumble——!

The power of ghosts and gods surged. This was the first time Mei Niang showed her killing power. It was like a big hand covering the sky, pressing over and imprinting on Lord Lone Bamboo.

boom!

The words condensed around him dissipated on the spot. Even the Yin Qi he exhaled was dispersed, and the mana was also dispersed. Black Qi surged all over his body, and the black Yin blood sputtered out!

This time, it's no longer time stopping, but a head-on collision.

The result is... Mr. Guzhu’s energy and spirit are about to dissipate!

His hair was disheveled and his clothes were torn. He looked completely different from the decent person he had just come out of the coffin.

At this moment, Mr. Lone Bamboo could no longer hold on. He knelt on the ground with his hands on the ground. He kept spitting out Yin Qi from his mouth, and he could no longer control his ghost body.

"……this?!"

All the powerful ghosts, including the supernatural ghost, were all stunned, unable to accept that Lord Lone Bamboo was in such an embarrassing situation. He had not even gone through three rounds in front of the female ghost in red!

However, don't wait for them to think too much.

Mei Niang's red dress flew up, and the sinister wind on her body turned into flames, flying in all directions. The flames turned into chains, locking Lone Bamboo Lord in place.

The limbs and neck are all wrapped with chains of flames.

Mr. Lone Bamboo was already beaten to the point of losing his soul and was unable to resist this blockade.

At the same time, there were endless flames sweeping towards him. Mr. Lone Bamboo suddenly raised his head, with endless flames reflected in his pupils!

The flames swept over at the same moment. Seeing this scene, Mr. Lone Bamboo's pupils dilated!

He was unable to resist and could only let the flames engulf him instantly.

It's like the true fire of Samadhi covers the whole body, no, this flame is even more terrifying than the true fire of Samadhi.

Even if he endured endless years of punishment in the sixth level of Bronze Pillar Hell, his ghost body could not be damaged.

But at this moment, his body was being burned, and the ghost body showed signs of dissipating.

Starting from the lower body, the body was turned into ashes in the flames, and the flames spread from top to bottom, like fire in the underworld!

Lone Bamboo Lord screamed miserably. He wanted to struggle and move out of soul instinct, but at this time his reason was telling him... he couldn't move!

Why can't you move?

Just because he just remembered...who is this female ghost in red in front of him!

He finally remembered the source of his familiarity!

He had never seen her, but when he was being tortured in the sixth level of the Bronze Pillar Hell, he once heard Yin Cha talking about this female ghost in red.

The Rakshasas of the underworld once mentioned this woman's dress, and that's why he felt familiar but couldn't remember it, because he had never seen it before, so how could he remember it.

He remembered the conversations of the Rakshasas.

At that time, the Rakshasa was very frightened and frightened when he talked about it, and he once said that if he saw this female ghost in red, it would be best to hide as far away as possible.

Even if she is not seen, she has to lower her head, and she has to avoid the bull-headed and horse-faced face. As for Yaksha, she can only tremble!

The Eighteenth Level of Hell is just her garden for relaxation. She usually won't come, but she will appear occasionally. If she can see it by chance, she is lucky or unlucky.

Fortunately, it was a ghost and god standing at the top of the underworld, a great figure in legend.

And unfortunately...this guy has a big problem with his character!

You're lucky if you don't get skinned and cramped!

It can be summed up in one sentence: If you see it, hide as far away as possible!

This was a piece of gossip that Mr. Guzhu accidentally overheard. No wonder he couldn't remember it.

Later, the Rakshasa people avoided her and didn't talk much about the female ghost in red.

Now, Mr. Lone Bamboo remembered everything... and he felt helpless!

How could he be so unlucky to meet this person?

It was promised that the eighteenth level of hell would be her back garden, so why did she wander into the human world for a walk? !

No, strictly speaking, this female ghost in red was indeed watching them in the eighteenth level of hell...

He shouldn't mess with it!

Mei Niang shouted and left in three seconds.

Even though he is an ancient, he still knows what three seconds means. After all, he has heard many Yinzai say that the current time... he should turn around and leave at that time!

What he liked most was that the coffin was gone, and now he was going to die too.

At this moment, Mr. Lone Bamboo thought of many things, and the memories in his mind appeared one after another like a revolving lantern.

It's just that he can no longer say these contents.

In just a few seconds, Lord Lone Bamboo was left with only one head, looking at Mei Niang, sighing faintly:

"I seem to know who you are..."

Mr. Lone Bamboo was completely shaken, and his head turned into ashes.

His last words linger in the world and become the last proof of his stay in the world.

His voice was faint and he sighed suddenly.

There is no anger, only endless sadness, as if lamenting his bad luck.

Listening to this sigh, a thought suddenly appeared in the mysterious Taoist's mind:

The mysterious Taoist thought that if someone compiled a new theory of ghosts in the future and wrote a biography similar to "Sou Shen Ji", then there would definitely be records like today:

"In the tomb in Zhongyuan of this county town, a coffin is revealed. It is the underworld of the original underworld, and it is the god of search, Gu Zhujun." Do you see a beautiful woman with red sleeves and half a face, a ghost or a god? Later, when people saw the sign of your death, the queen said: "If I know that your daughter is a ghost, who is she..." The words were incomplete, and the soul of the lonely bamboo flew away and scattered, alas to heaven and earth. ’

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