Look In the Mirror

  Chapter 150 Qiankun Yulu

   "Little monk, dare you!"

  Seeing that the ghost crow was injured by the red lotus fire, He Cangwu's face was full of anger.

  But when he saw the red flames on his body, he couldn't help feeling scared.

"what is this?"

  He was pale, and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

   "Heaven and earth different fire?!"

  His reaction was quick, and he was busy suppressing his true energy.

  Seeing that the red lotus karma was successfully planted on He Cangwu's body, Li Chen heaved a sigh of relief.

   It should be over now.

   But never expected.

  A blue light lit up on He Cangwu's body, directly enveloping the red lotus karmic fire, and the flame became much weaker in an instant.

  Li Chen remembered the ruined temple in Xiangyang Village.

  He Cangwu's younger brother also used ghost fire to attack him.

  But at that time, He Cangwu not only was not seriously injured, but instead coaxed his junior brother to take back the ghost fire.

   Could it be that he has something that can restrain the strange fire? !

  【What kind of flame is this? 】

  【It's even more difficult than a ghost fire! 】

   "Amitabha~"

   "You can actually withstand the burning of the red lotus fire."

   Li Chen's eyes stared straight.

  After he obtained the Red Lotus Blaze, he has never been disadvantaged.

   It is the first time I have seen someone who can prevent the red lotus fire.

   "Hoo~"

  He Cangwu stared at Li Chen coldly, and then said: "Young monk, you are indeed extraordinary."

   "It's just bad luck. I happen to have a drop of 'Qian Kun Yulu' on my body, which is specially used to wrap the strange fire."

   As soon as he finished speaking, He Cangwu took out two pills from his bosom.

  One of them, Li Chen recognized, was the Burning Eyebrow Pill of Shaji.

  The other one is cinnabar vermilion, Yingying Danxiang.

  Two pills in one mouth.

  He Cangwu began to gather a lot of ghost energy.

   It's getting darker.

   roar~

  People send out devil roars.

  He Cangwu's eyes turned a strange red.

   Looking at it with the Interpretation Mirror, it is all garbled characters.

  The ghost king reappeared.

  Only this time, outside of the ghost aura, there was a faint thread of devil aura.

  He...bewitched!

follow me? !

   "...the ghost king is angry!"

  Ghost King Ning Gang seems to be wearing a **** armor.

  The eyes were so green, they suddenly glowed red, revealing endless anger.

   Opened its fangs and mouth, like the roar of hell.

  The ghost king is angry, Huangquan Road.

  Three souls make noise, seven souls jump!

   An extremely powerful sound wave filled the ears.

  Everything around seems to be dying.

  …

   "That's Ghost King Fu! Cover your ears!"

   I don’t know when, a star rose from the daughter lake.

   On the way to the island in the middle of the lake, Zhaoyang of Shushan Mountain stands with a condensed sword.

   Behind him, everyone blocked their ears one after another. Even at such a distance, they still felt insane.

  The reflection of the spectacle of the 'Tianshu' made the surrounding ghost ants dare not move forward.

  He frowned, the aftereffects of drunkenness were still there, but he was secretly worried.

  He Cangwu's Fury of the Ghost King needs to be combined with a trace of devil energy to cast it.

   Every time you use it, you will suffer from it.

   But the power is also extremely strong.

  I hope the little monk can survive.

  Looking at the ghost ants hovering beyond the starlight, Zhaoyang dared not move an inch.

  Xuanjing Division's Tianjijing has long predicted that there will be changes in the southwest.

  That's why the Shushan Sword Sect asked Zhaoyang to assist in the investigation.

   It's just that no one thought that it was the joint work of He Lianchen and the Ghost Cult.

   "Junior brother, are you okay?"

   Another star wonders, shining brightly.

  As the two stars get closer, they seem to emit more intense light.

   Two people guard the intersection, but the ghost ants can't get through the lake island.

   This person is none other than Ming Jiang, the Tianxuan sword who is also the Seven Star Sword Master and married into the daughter's village.

  The wonder of the seven-star sword, with the fetters of the seven stars, can form a seven-star sword array.

  So when Tianxuan Jianming Jiang entered the daughter's village, the elders of Shushan came to regret the marriage.

  Nevertheless, Ming Jiang and the girl fell in love with each other, and finally the master jumped up in anger.

   "Brother, I'm fine, it's just that I haven't slept well these days."

   Zhaoyang dare not say that he is drunk.

   You need to know the character design of him stepping into the rivers and lakes, but he is the Shushan Wine Sword Immortal~

  People can collapse, but human design cannot!

  At this time Zhaoyang looked into the air, and at this moment Fen Ji was pressing down on Venerable Ghost Zhu and beating him fiercely.

  So he changed the subject and said, "I didn't expect Mr. Fen Ji to really hide something deep."

  Ming Jiang smiled: "Of course."

   "Mr. Fen Ji is the 'light of patriarchy' in our daughter's village."

   "A role model for all surrogate husbands!"

   "The light of patriarchy...?"

   Zhaoyang was dumbfounded.

   "But the main problem now is how to deal with these ghost ants."

   Looking at the dense black clouds on the ground, the two fell silent.

  …

  Compared to Ghost King Laugh, Ghost King Nu's spirit attack doesn't leave any leeway.

   Lichen is located in the middle of the sound wave, just for a moment.

  He had a splitting headache, and a mouthful of blood spewed out.

  The primordial spirit has been severely injured, and it is difficult for Huangquan water to quickly nourish it.

   More importantly, the body began to become a little stiff.

  It's like being filled with lead.

  Standing up like a zombie, jumping and jumping.

  Three souls make noise, seven souls jump!

   It turned out to be such a meaning.

   Fortunately, he took a sip of wine before.

   There is still half a mouthful in the mouth.

   At this time, he made a decisive decision, and a dragon of wine flew out as soon as he spit out his embroidery mouth.

  ┗|｀O′|┛Meow~~

  In the extremely powerful ghost king's angry sound waves, it wobbled and rose and fell.

   Finally lived up to expectations.

   A dragon roar interrupted the ghost king's anger.

   Then it turned into a dragon's breath of wine mist, and got into the opponent's nostrils.

  He Cangwu was in the 'drunk' state, only half a breath.

   Li Chen didn't dare to delay.

   Enduring a splitting headache, the four hands began to approach slowly.

  This is the last form of "Hundred Eight Worry Prayers", which is to take refuge with palms together.

  When Li Chen was in a state of obsession just now, "Hundred Eighteen Anxiety Prayers" had already played hundreds of tricks.

   Once the palms are clasped together at this time, the power of the hundred moves used before will be combined into one move and burst out instantly.

   Coupled with Li Chen's supernatural powers.

   That is to say, put the palms of both hands together and take refuge at the same time.

  The endless troubles in my heart came to my heart.

  His original moon white monk robe has long since become ragged.

   While the true energy was surging, the cloth strips on his body swayed.

  At this time, there is arrogance in the chest, murderous aura in the heart, plus thousands of troubles.

  ah~

  Li Chen finally couldn't help it, and shouted to the sky.

   Almost used all the strength in his body.

  Palms approach slowly.

   Just a little bit, just a little bit.

  The annoyance in my mind has reached a critical point.

  Like the monk who prayed to Buddha.

   Depression in my heart can't be added.

  The sky is full of gods and Buddhas, and I don't know where they are going.

  There is only one thought left in my mind:

  Hundreds of troubles...just ask for a prayer!

  crack~

  Four hands together!

  In an instant, Xiangfei Valley was full of wind and clouds.

   All one hundred and seventy-five prayers, after overlapping, are combined into two palms between the four hands.

  Boom~

  Amidst the eerie aura, a pair of huge palm print silhouettes emerged.

  In Xiangfei Valley, there was a faint chanting suddenly.

  The shadow of the palm breaks through the darkness, like the first ray of light in the world.

  "Hundred Eight Worry Prayers" itself is a wonderful method passed down by the Buddha himself.

  It contains endless Zen.

  He Cangwu woke up from the 'drunk' state.

   Seeing the shadow of the palm condensed in the void, how dare he hesitate.

  Ghost King Ninggang shook his head.

   "The ghost king is angry!"

  The sound waves were crushing, and everything in front of them collapsed one after another.

  The golden palm shadow sandwiched the Ghost King Ninggang in the middle.

   bang~

  Black air filled the air.

   It's like a burst ink sac.

   The two phases resist and eliminate each other.

  In the chaos, Li Chen spat out a mouthful of blood, only feeling that the three souls were separated, and the seven souls were stiff.

  The anger of the ghost king just now severely injured his three souls and seven souls.

   At this time, you can only stumble like a zombie, jumping and moving sideways.

  Suddenly heard the sound of rumbling water coming from my ear.

  Looking up, it turned out to be a waterfall, like Bai Lian, falling from the sky.

  Feiyunjian!

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