Martial Arts? I Don't Know How To Do It, But I Only Know Magic!

Henry Zhang: “Uncle Master, then I leave this little girl to you.

As for this big bear, it can be allowed to enter the Tianshi Mansion. "

Xuanxu happily took the little girl off the bear's back and turned around to enter the Tianshi Mansion.

The big bear also wanted to follow him in, but he was too big to fit through the door.

Henry Zhang pointed his finger at it, and it immediately shrank and turned into a little bear half a meter tall.

The little bear first bowed his palms and bowed to Henry Zhang, and then ran in without hesitation.

Henry Zhang glanced at the group of monsters that were ready to move deep in the jungle. The moon ooze had made them stronger, but it had not made them smarter. Their intelligence was not as good as that of a three-year-old child.

Each and every one of them had a demonic aura about them. Needless to say, they must be cannibals.

As soon as Henry Zhang's mind moved, the Tianshi Sword flew out from his small courtyard, circled around Henry twice, and then rushed into the depths of the dense forest.

The Heavenly Master Sword shuttled through the depths of the dense forest, killing monsters one after another with it, absorbing an unknown amount of monster blood and devouring countless monster souls.

………………

In the ghost world, inside the ghost gate of the ghost capital.

Lin Yishan was reviewing the ghost soldiers under his command. Since the second wave of spiritual energy was revived, Henry Zhang allowed him to freely recruit ghost soldiers.

In just a few days, he increased his ghost soldiers more than ten times, from a thousand to tens of thousands of ghost soldiers now.

This feeling of being inferior to one person and superior to all ghosts made him particularly addicted to it.

Just like in a military parade, looking at the tens of thousands of elites inside the gate, Lin Yishan's inner desire spread like wild weeds.

Lin Yishan: "Sooner or later, the entire ghost world will respect me."

Not far away, hundreds of thousands of fierce ghosts were rushing towards the ghost gate. Behind these group of fierce ghosts, there was a huge palace, carried on the shoulders by tens of thousands of fierce ghosts, moving slowly.

At the head of the main hall of this palace, a young man wearing a black dragon robe, a crown, and flowing black hair was sitting quietly.

The young man opened his mouth and said: "All generals, listen to the order. The ghost door will be closed up and down. No one will be left alive. Anyone who dares to take a step back will be executed."

The sound came from the palace, and dozens of ghosts heard it, and rushed towards the ghost gate one after another.

Lin Yishan: "In this battle, you are not allowed to retreat. Those who survive will get the priesthood of Yin Guan."

Upon hearing this, tens of thousands of ghost soldiers took the initiative to meet the army of the old Black Mountain demon, as if they had been given blood.

Black Mountain Old Demon: "Little baby, do you dare to come up and fight?"

Lin Yishan: "I am an upright ninth-grade Yin God, so why don't you dare?"

Lin Yishan rushed to the palace and started fighting with the old demon from Black Mountain.

The old demon from Montenegro sat in the first place, and with a wave of his hand, tens of thousands of black stones were thrown at Lin Yixuan.

Lin Yishan put his palms together in front of his chest, and a huge statue of the Ghost King appeared behind him. This statue looked exactly like Lin Yishan.

By cultivating the Nascent Soul, you can condense your own Dharma.

Lin Yishan stretched his right hand forward and grabbed the void. The Faxiang behind him also stretched out his huge right hand, grabbed all the flying stones, and crushed them into pieces.

The old demon from Montenegro: "Okay, okay, I didn't expect you to have your own Dharma form. Sure enough, you have two brushes.

I haven’t shown the Dharma for a long time. Today I will let you see what the real Dharma is. "

As the old demon of Black Mountain finished speaking, the entire palace transformed into its image, which turned out to be a Black Mountain.

And where Lin Yishan was, he was within the Dharma Appearance of the Black Mountain Old Demon.

Montenegro old demon: "Hahaha, little baby, you are still too young.

If you don't enter this King's Dharma, I'll have some trouble dealing with you, but if you do, you're dead. "

This black mountain continued to shrink. Seeing this, Lin Yishan smiled and said: "You actually turned your own dharma into reality. It's really amazing.

If I were an ordinary ghost king, I would definitely die in your Dharma state, but I am not an ordinary ghost king.

burst!"

Lin Yishan's body expanded rapidly, and the Dharma also expanded, exploding instantly.

A ghost king whose cultivation has returned to the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Stage self-destructs. The power can be imagined.

Especially since this self-destruction occurred within the image of the old demon of Montenegro, this power directly blew up a large hole in its image. The old demon of Montenegro would not be able to repair it within a hundred years.

After the gate of hell was closed, a stone statue suddenly cracked. Lin Yishan walked out of the stone statue and flew to the old demon Fa Xiangwai of Montenegro again.

Black Mountain Old Demon: "Hmph, Undead Ghost King, it turns out you have devoured the Undead Ghost King. No wonder you are not afraid of me."

The Black Mountain Old Demon dispersed the Dharma, opened his mouth, and sucked hard, and all the ghosts on the battlefield were sucked into his belly one by one.

In the face of this huge suction force, Lin Yishan could only ensure his own safety. He had no control over the life and death of his subordinates.

Hundreds of thousands of ghosts all entered the belly of the old Black Mountain demon. It patted its belly with satisfaction and said to Lin Yishan:

“I originally planned to use it to deal with the Heavenly Master, but I didn’t expect you to swallow that old thing.

It just so happens that as long as I swallow you, I can gain its power. This deal is a good deal. "

Lin Yishan sneered and said: "I am just a wandering soul, but I dare to swallow the undead ghost king, and I am still afraid of you. You can try it."

Lin Yishan and the Black Mountain Old Demon started fighting again. In the sky, two rays of light kept colliding with each other.

Lin Yishan was knocked to the ground by the old Black Mountain demon again and again, but he would always rush back and continue fighting with it as soon as possible.

I can't bear to let my child catch the wolf, and I want to get more, so what if I don't work hard?

Lin Yishan knew clearly that if he continued like this, he would be killed by the Black Mountain Old Demon sooner or later, but so what, the Heavenly Master could resurrect him at any time.

With the immortal ghost king's cultivation, as long as he is not completely dead, the Black Mountain old demon can't even think about it.

………………

:Ding, the current god, Lin Yishan, has died, and his soul has returned to "Fengshen".

:Ding, during the reshaping of the divine body, Lin Yishan was successfully resurrected, deducting 4,000 merit points from the host, leaving a balance of 77,000 merit points.

Henry Zhang, who was lying in the front yard of the Demon Sealing Palace and basking in the sun, was shocked when he heard the system sound.

Why did Lin Yishan die suddenly?

Also, 4,000 merits will be deducted once you are resurrected. Isn’t this another exchange for the ninth-level divine status? This system is really terrible.

With a flash, Lin Yishan appeared in front of Henry Zhang, just revived, with a painful expression on his face.

The old demon from Black Mountain was so cruel that he tore Lin Yishan's soul into pieces bit by bit, making him want to commit suicide.

Lin Yishan saw Henry Zhang, and he realized that he had been resurrected by the heavenly master, and quickly saluted Henry Zhang.

Henry Zhang: “What’s going on?”

Lin Yishan knelt directly on the ground, lowered his head and cried:

"Heavenly Master, the old demon from Black Mountain led hundreds of thousands of ghosts to attack, and all the disciples were killed.

The disciple was incompetent and fought three million rounds with the Black Mountain Old Demon, and was finally tortured to death by it.

The ghost gate has been lost. I still ask Heavenly Master to punish me. I am willing to accept the punishment. "

Henry Zhang's face twitched unnaturally, and he cursed in his heart:

"Three million rounds, this is how much alcohol you have to drink before you can say such shameless words.

Punishment? You died in battle, how else can I punish you? "

Henry Zhang: "Get up, crying, what do you look like? You are a dignified ninth-grade Yin God.

It's not your fault. The old Black Mountain demon is really powerful. You can't beat it. That's normal. "