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Chapter Eighteen Tathagata Palm

To cheer up the courage, Nie Xiaoqian floated in front of Jiang Cheng and gave a gift: "Little woman Nie Xiaoqian, thank you for your kindness, and you will be the one who has to be a carved man in the next life to repay your great kindness."

Jiang Cheng looked at Nie Xiaoqian.

I have to say that this is indeed a beautiful female ghost. The pitiful classical temperament I feel pity for, which makes people want to take care of it with their hearts.

Suddenly, Jiang Cheng thought of a joke from his previous life.

As long as you are brave, the female ghost will take maternity leave!

But just think about it, if the relationship between humans and ghosts has not yet ended, let’s just forget it.

"leave."

Jiang Cheng looked northwest and sensed a large amount of evil ghost energy approaching quickly. He said indifferently: "The old demon in Black Mountain is coming soon."

After saying that, he ignored Nie Xiaoqian's reaction and walked around before.

Most of the people who have watched "A Chinese Ghost Story" will have a good impression of Nie Xiaoqian, but in fact, most people are because of Nie Xiaoqian's appearance.

In fact, what Nie Xiaoqian does is not necessarily very noble.

Before meeting Ning Caichen, many people who lived in Lanruo Temple were lured by her and died tragically under the hands of the tree demon.

Nie Xiaoqian may not be bad by nature, but she did become an accomplice of the tree demon. Those men died under the beauty and took the blame for it, which was a bit exaggerated.

Food, sex, and sex. How many men in the world are not beautiful?

Is Ning Caichen not beautiful?

It’s good for Ning Caichen, but the degree is different. All love at first sight is like being lustful.

Suppose that Nie Xiaoqian is replaced by playing the piano in the pavilion in the middle of the lake to Ruhua, it is estimated that many people’s first sense is not love and pity, but want to kick him down the river with one kick.

Jiang Cheng's sense of Nie Xiaoqian is quite similar. Perhaps the other party's appearance is the type he likes, but he doesn't like Nie Xiaoqian.

It was because he did not shoot directly, but he was already showing mercy.

"Tait..."

Jiang Cheng walked forward for a while, suddenly a burst of rapid horse hooves came from the fog ahead.

A moment later, a group of ghost soldiers riding black skeleton war horses rushed out from the white fog. Ten thousand horses galloped, and the earth trembled violently under the iron hooves.

These ghost soldiers were defeated and died during their lifetime. After their death, they were immortal and were in groups, with deep oppression and good at attacking and killing. They did not dare to capture ordinary ghosts.

Later, he was subdued by the old demon of Black Mountain and stationed in the Wudi City on the border of Yin and Yang, dominating the side.

The ghost soldiers were so powerful that the broken military flag swayed with the cold wind, and pairs of miserable blue eyes appeared and appeared in the fog, which was particularly creepy.

This kind of ghost soldier who is proficient in attack and killing battle formations is much more difficult to deal with than a lonely ghost. When they attack together, they will be filled with death.

A group of ghost soldiers quickly rode their horses to Jiang Cheng.

"Crack ~"

Jiang Cheng's face was as normal as a mountain, and the biting cold air appeared on his body. The cold air spread out, forming a field of ice that had a thousand feet long. The ghost soldiers rushed into it and were instantly frozen. Then they were hit by the ghost soldiers behind and exploded into ice crystals floating in the sky.

The ghost soldiers followed one after another, and hundreds of ghost soldiers were scattered in a blink of an eye, and the ghost soldiers behind stopped to sprint.

"This kind of cold air that freezes the soul is wrong, it is murderous aura! Who are you?"

The ghost soldier stopped, and a huge ghost car driven by eight ghost horses slowly drove out of the military formation. The carriage looked like a small room, and the old monster of the Black Mountain sat inside it, looking quite stylish.

"The one who kills you."

Jiang Cheng raised his hand, aimed, pulled the trigger, and did it in one go.

"Bang~"

The bullet came out of the chamber and cut through the sky, like ripples of light, cleaning up.

Wherever they passed, the fog and death aura around them was instantly annihilated. The moment more than a dozen ghost soldiers blocking the road ahead came into contact with the bullets, they all turned into blue smoke and floated away, leaving no bones.

After the ghost soldier blocking the road was killed, a ghost general holding a giant axe swung his axe to block it.

"When~"

Sparks flew everywhere, giant axes shattered, ghosts were pierced through their hearts, and in a blink of an eye the clouds disappeared.

The bullet passed through two more ghost soldiers and was about to shoot in front of the old demon in Black Mountain. The old demon was quick-eyed and waved his hand and pulled out a few scapegoats to block them.

Finally the bullet stayed in the head of the fifth ghost soldier and dissipated with the ghost soldier.

"What kind of magic weapon is this?"

The Black Mountain Old Demon was startled and then furious: "Care all generals!"

"kill!!!"

Thousands of ghost soldiers followed the order and reorganized the army and rushed to Jiang Cheng.

For a moment, the barren plain was filled with the sound of horse galloping and killing. The ghostly aura condensed by thousands of ghost soldiers dispersed the surrounding foggy hell yin energy. The point of the soldier's edge was like a giant sword inserted into the killing field where Jiang Cheng was located.

"The scoundrel shakes the tree."

Jiang Cheng walked forward, his black windbreaker roaring.

The whole body was full of murderous aura, and every strand was like a purgatory of swords, sweeping across the world.

As long as those ghost soldiers enter the killing field, they will be frozen and eventually end up being crushed to pieces.

"The Buddha's light first appears!"

Jiang Cheng raised his left hand and slapped his palm from the air. The huge golden palm print bombarded out, the void shocked and the sound wave exploded.

He immediately smashed hundreds of ghost soldiers to pieces.

Jiang Cheng's move this time was a one-sided massacre.

The ghost soldiers could not get close to them, and Jiang Cheng's "Tathagata's Palm" was like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves. With a slap, the ghost soldiers were emptied in pieces.

He only killed the ghost soldiers and fled in a panic.

This "Tathagata's Divine Palm" comes from Zhou Xingxing, the contractor of No. 3. It is a secret book of martial arts in Buddhism, but in Jiang Cheng's hands, it has the power of unpredictable gods and ghosts.

Whenever those ghost soldiers were contaminated by the Buddha's palms, they would disappear in an instant, and both body and spirit were destroyed.

Soon, the vast ghost soldiers became scattered.

"It's so scary, how could this person be so powerful?"

"I really saw the Buddha!"

"This man's murderous aura is all over his body and claims to be a realm, but he can't get in. We can't get in at all, so retreat!"

The remaining ghost soldiers were killed by Jiang Cheng and fled in a hurry.

"A bunch of waste!!"

The old demon in Black Mountain snorted coldly, and his body was like a vortex, absorbing the surrounding evil spirits, and his body expanded rapidly. In a blink of an eye, he turned into a black stone giant hundreds of feet tall.

The huge body is upright, and the whole body is made of black stones, like a black mountain, standing tall and majestic.

Jiang Cheng, who was 1.87 meters tall, was almost even smaller than the ant standing in front of the humans in front of the old demon of the Black Mountain.

"I want you to be destroyed in both form and spirit, and you will die without a place to bury!"

The old demon in Black Mountain started to shout, and the sound was like muffled thunder. The terrifying demonic aura was like a strong wind passing through the border, sweeping across the world.

Those ghost soldiers who did not run away were shattered by the roar of the old demon in Black Mountain!

Many frozen ghost soldiers on the ground had broken limbs and arms, and were also shattered by sound waves and drifted towards the distance.

The old demon of Black Mountain stepped forward, and the earth shook, and his huge palm was like a mountain ridge crossing the sky, directly slapped Jiang Cheng down.

The giant palm broke through the air, carrying strong wind pressure.

Most people will turn into meat paste without waiting for a photo shoot!

The ground under Jiang Cheng's feet had cracked and sank, but his body was as stable as an old dog. He raised his left hand and attacked the sky.
Chapter completed!
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