The God and Buddha are actually me

These ghosts controlled by resentment did not have much intelligence, but even so, from Zhang Jiuyang's expression and words, they seemed to feel a kind of humiliation.

In an instant, the accumulated resentment completely exploded.

Boom!

The talismans in the house ignited flames one after another, becoming extremely hot and the temperature rose rapidly.

Zhang Jiuyang showed a trace of surprise in his eyes. Ghosts are really strange. These evil ghosts who died in the fire can actually set fires.

"Help, help!"

Butler Zhou suddenly shouted with a panic-stricken look. It turned out that his clothes were also on fire.

What's even more weird is that the flames can't be put out no matter how hard you try. Seeing that it is about to burn Butler Zhou, Zhang Jiuyang snorted coldly and said, "Ali."

"Here she comes!"

The next moment, Ali floated out of the Yin puppet and turned into a gust of Yin wind blowing on Butler Zhou. Under the impact of the strong Yin Qi, the stubborn flames finally went out.

"Looking for death!"

A fierce ghost roared, with flames on its body, rushing towards A Li, with murderous intent in its eyes.

Those who were burned to death by the flames had suffered great torture, and were extremely resentful, and looked very crazy.

However, just when she was about to pounce on A Li, she heard a sword clang, clear and loud, like the sound of metal and stone.

The sword light passed by in a flash, like a fleeting light.

The ghost with flames all over his body let out a scream, and his body was deeply nailed into the wall by a sword, with golden sword tassels fluttering, and it was difficult to shake it no matter how it struggled.

The Taiyue Sword was originally a famous sword in the world, extremely sharp, and coupled with Zhang Jiuyang's amazing physique after blood transfusion and marrow washing, he pierced the stone several inches with a sword in the air.

The ancient sword had a murderous aura, which made the fierce ghost scream and howl in pain, and the flames and black smoke on his body were gradually extinguished.

Other fierce ghosts wanted to rescue, but were blocked by Zhang Jiuyang.

He made a ghost-killing seal with his hands and chanted a spell.

"The sky is round and the earth is square, and people escape nine chapters. Azure dragon helps, white tiger helps. Kill the evil ghosts first, then get rid of the evil..."

As his voice sounded, the magic power in his body surged like a river, his Taoist robe fluttered, his long hair moved without wind, and an invisible sharp edge brewed around, causing those ghosts to retreat again and again.

Just hearing Zhong Kui's ghost-killing spell, they were trembling and uneasy, as if they were born to be restrained by it.

This is also the reason why Zhang Jiuyang dared to take care of this matter. With the inheritance of Zhong Kui, the ghost-catching god, he often gets twice the result with half the effort when dealing with ghosts.

Congenital restraint, this is his biggest advantage!

But at this moment, Mr. Zhou, who had been quiet all the time, suddenly broke the bronze mirror, and then picked up a sharp lens and pointed it at his throat.

Blood slowly seeped out, but he seemed to have no pain, but smiled foolishly.

"Stinky Taoist priest, stop it!"

"Otherwise we will kill him immediately!"

"Get out!"

The ghosts were scared. They found that the young Taoist priest in front of them had extraordinary means, so they threatened Master Zhou as a hostage.

Looking at the blood on Master Zhou's neck, Zhang Jiuyang frowned slightly.

A little restrained.

"Hahaha, housekeeper Zhou, it seems that the master you found is just so-so!"

Just when the situation was deadlocked, a heroic laugh suddenly sounded, like a bell, echoing in all directions.

"Amitabha, let the Buddha take action to subdue them!"

The next moment, a burly monk wearing a yellow monk's robe and a big beard walked into the room, holding a small golden Buddha about one foot high in his hand.

"Little Taoist priest, watch out for Master Buddha's means!"

He laughed loudly and recited scriptures in his mouth. In an instant, the golden Buddha in his hand shone with light, illuminating the whole room.

The ghosts were illuminated by the golden light, and they wailed one after another, and their souls seemed to melt.

Caught off guard, even Ah Li was illuminated by the golden light, and her pink face was burned red. She quickly hid in the Yin puppet.

"Brother Jiu, that golden Buddha is really scary!"

Zhang Jiuyang stared at the evil spirits that were exposed to the Buddha's light and gradually melted away, and then looked at the Buddha statue that was constantly shining with golden light. He had already guessed the identity of the monk in his heart.

Another thing that surprised him was that when he saw this golden Buddha, he seemed to have an inexplicable sense of familiarity in his heart.

It seemed like he had seen it somewhere before.

Butler Zhou stepped forward and whispered: "Master Zhang, this is the monk Nengren from the Jinshen Temple."

Zhang Jiuyang sneered in his heart.

This person didn't come earlier or later, but came at this time. I'm afraid he was worried that he would steal his business.

But he was not in a hurry, because Ah Li's voice sounded in his ears.

"Brother Jiu, this monk's golden Buddha is powerful, but he underestimated those evil spirits. They are very fierce~"

Ah Li has the ability to predict, and it's not nonsense.

Just when the monk was confident, the ghosts that were almost melted by the golden light gradually gathered together and turned into a monster more than ten feet tall with countless heads.

The Yin Qi was rampant, and they let out terrifying roars, and sparks kept coming out of their bodies.

"It hurts so much!"

"Why do you want to burn us to death!"

"Mom, I feel so uncomfortable!"

"It's so hot, so hot!"

...

Monk Nengren's face changed instantly, and he saw that the terrifying ghost was actually walking towards him step by step with the Buddha's light. With every step, a huge charred footprint appeared on the ground.

"Oh no, it can still merge?"

Except for the evil ghost nailed to death by the Taiyue Sword, a full thirty evil ghosts combined together and turned into a terrifying and twisted monster. They roared, suffered, and were angry.

Boom!

A huge fire suddenly broke out around them. Zhang Jiuyang and the others suddenly found themselves in a sea of ​​fire, with houses above them constantly collapsing.

"Master, what should we do?"

In the sea of ​​fire, a group of people leaned together, terrified and helpless.

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes were startled, and he saw the man called Master. He was handsome, elegant, and looked to be in his forties.

Lu Yaoxing!

In an instant, Zhang Jiuyang understood the plans of those ghosts. They wanted him and others to experience the pain of being burned by fire.

These were their experiences before they died!

In the sea of ​​fire, Lu Yaoxing hugged his son, who had just turned one month old, and shouted loudly: "It's okay if you kill me, but why do you have to cut off the bloodline of my Lu family!"

"I only have this one son, let him go!!"

He knelt on the ground and kowtowed, with blood flowing from his forehead.

"I beg you, give my son a way out!"

However, no miracle happened. The sea of ​​fire spread, and finally swallowed all 32 people in the Lu family, including the son in Lu Yaoxing's arms.

…

"Little Taoist priest, stop looking. If you have any other tricks, use them quickly!"

Neng Ren monk's face was covered with sweat. The golden Buddha in his hand was shining, barely blocking the sea of ​​fire that was spreading all around.

"They want to burn us to death here!"

"And this flame is weird, real and illusory. I'm afraid there is not much movement in reality. If we don't think of a way, when others find us, they will only see a few charred corpses!"

The golden Buddha in his hand became hotter and hotter, and even began to drip gold liquid.

Just now he used the Buddha's light to melt the evil ghost, and now the ghost used the flame to burn the golden Buddha, a tooth for a tooth, which is not to say that it is not fierce.

"Master Zhang, help, help!"

Butler Zhou also pleaded, trembling.

Zhang Jiuyang said calmly: "Don't worry, it's almost done."

As soon as the voice fell, Ah Li's voice sounded, and it seemed a little laborious.

"Brother Jiu... take the sword!"

I saw a precious sword passing through the sea of ​​fire, swaying and flying in front of Zhang Jiuyang, and being held in his palm. The white jade inlaid on the hilt was very extraordinary. Not only did it not feel hot, but it also sent a wisp of coolness.

Ali panted heavily. It was really tiring to take this sword from the air.

"Master Nengren, please hold on for a while."

Zhang Jiuyang held the sword horizontally in front of him, and the bright sword light illuminated his eyes.

"Little Taoist, what are you going to do? Are you sure?"

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes were sharp, and he quietly uttered two words.

"Sword refining."

...

ps: Fellow Taoists, now I have rushed to the seventh place on the new book list, but the people behind are chasing me fiercely. At this moment, I have to retreat if I don't advance. Please continue to help me, let's kill into the top five together!

Ali: Kill, kill, kill! (_)