The Eight-Armed Maha Seal!
Seeing the resentful ghost in front of him attacking, Qiu Ping instantly changed his fighting skills.
With a flicker of his body, he took on his true form, the scales all over his body suddenly spread out, and his body expanded a lot.
As the four desires of "greed, anger, and obsession" in his heart grew crazily, powerful power also emerged.
He was surprised to find that in this hell, this combat skill added 30% more strength to him than in the human world, which also made him very adaptable to the environment here.
Make him feel as comfortable as if he were in the water.
At the same time, the magical power [Lubricating Oil Technique] was also activated, and the friction with space suddenly decreased, doubling his speed.
The resentful ghost slapped Qiu Ping on the body, but only a black shadow was caught. His body had already slipped to the side.
"Chichi."
Qiu Ping's tail flicked, and his body twisted into an "S" shape. Then his muscle power exploded, and he swam along the resentful ghost's arm in a spiral trajectory.
Pushing forward at an extremely fast speed, his double fins turned into two sharp daggers, cutting two deep ravines into the opponent's flesh and blood.
"So hard!"
Qiu Ping felt that his fins were about to break. With such a violent attack, he could not use them for a long time.
Fortunately, as soon as his body was damaged, [Jiangshan Kanyu Map] sent out a force to quickly repair his body, but the energy consumed could not be replenished.
Qiu Ping's side was having a hard time, but the other gods were even worse.
Except for the head of the Onmyoji Division, everyone else was beaten to pulp one after another. Here, Kanyutu had just restored them, but the resentful ghost beat them to death again.
There is no way around this. The strength of each of these resentful ghosts is comparable to the [Holy Fetus] level combat power in the Demonic Beast Dao, which is equivalent to the spirits of five hundred years of Dao practice.
Unfortunately, these gods are basically at the eighth or ninth level. It is rare to see people like Qiu Ping who have three hundred years of Taoism. Most of them only have one hundred years of Taoism.
In addition, there is no way to mobilize clergy here, and everyone is like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
With a sound of "clang and clang", after the director of the Yin and Yang Department turned into a ghost official, the chains in his hands flew like a snake. In the blink of an eye, he bound the limbs of a monster in front of him. With a gentle pull, he pulled it over and fell to the ground. land.
These monsters are difficult to kill. All he can do is keep fighting with them. When the incense beam leaves the Infinite Hell, the monsters will naturally retreat.
The chief officer gave Qiu Ping a strange look.
There are very few gods who can remain immortal at this stage. At this stage, except for him and the mountain god of Huangzhong Mountain, it is the well god of Huang'ao Village.
Judging from his strength, although his divine status is very low, his realm has reached the [ancestral aperture] realm.
Those fierce fighting skills must have come from bloodline inheritance.
"These monsters don't know pain and have no vital points. No matter whether they cut their throats or penetrate their heart and brain, they can't die." Qiu Ping quietly carried a celestial fish food from the scale space to his mouth, and that's it. Holding.
Kanyutu cannot replenish his physical strength, but fortunately, fish food can.
Now he is not afraid of getting hurt, so he continues to conduct various experiments and finally summarizes some experiences.
"However, although these monsters cannot be killed, just cutting off their joints is enough to make them incapable of fighting. It's just that my current fighting moves are still too crude, and I can't use them at all."
These days, Qiu Ping took advantage of the convenience of time travel, not only learned advanced tactics, but also inherited the magical power of blood.
But after all, he had never received professional fighting training and his skills were a mess. No wonder the ghost boy dismissed him at that time.
His current magical powers and combat skills are at most equivalent to various skills in the game. Although they are powerful, they are far from sophisticated enough.
In this current situation, what he urgently needs to improve is his basic attack ability.
However, Qiu Ping is not anxious. The time he can really benefit from the opportunity is only half a year. It will take some time for these to accumulate into real strength.
Anyway, he would not die in this map, so he took it as an opportunity to hone himself.
"Swish swish."
Qiu Ping's mind was spinning rapidly, analyzing the enemy's weaknesses, while his body was swimming very fast to avoid the enemy's attacks.
In the void, I only see a black line constantly wandering. Occasionally, when I find an opportunity, I will slash the resentful ghost with a knife.
Unknowingly, Qiu Ping's attacks became more and more frequent. Once, he even used a fin to cut off a wave, along the joint structure of a resentful ghost, and removed one of the opponent's arms.
But he was slapped into a pulp by the angry resentful ghost.
"The loach is really scared to death." A pool of black and red meat squirmed and turned into a small black loach in a blink of an eye.
His eyes, which had just been resurrected, were still a little dull. He waited until the resentful ghost's attack came down again before he quickly dodged.
The moment of death was so painful, like the suffocation and despair of a fish out of the water.
Fortunately, it's almost over!
Qiu Ping looked up and looked ahead. In the gray, he could already see some light.
This means that they are about to leave Abi Hell and enter a higher world.
"Don't chase me, help me, you go chase that little loach..." Qiu Ping was about to sigh when a gray shadow slipped out of his narration.
He struggled to see clearly that it was the shrew.
So far, the only god who has not died is the mountain god of Huangzhong Mountain.
Even the head of the Onmyoji Division was killed several times.
Qiu Ping ignored the shrew and prepared to focus on finding another resentful ghost to practice with.
"boom!"
But at this moment, the giant incense pillar shook with a loud bang. It was flying towards the higher world, but now it seemed to be forcibly intercepted by a force.
Under this sudden braking, many gods from Qiu Ping were thrown out at once.
They had been pulled by the giant incense pillar and kept relatively still. Now that the pillar was intercepted, they could not stop themselves and slid out for an unknown number of miles.
With great difficulty, the gods managed to stabilize their bodies.
Qiu Ping raised his head and looked upward. The golden and black haloes of light were spreading out like ripples, magnificent and full of danger.
The edge of the world of Abi Hell seems to have been blocked by someone's magic power, and the giant incense pillar cannot break through.
"Hey, is this a new test?" The shrew touched his head and looked at this scene with some curiosity.
The eyes of the gods were also full of doubts, but there was not much fear. After dying so many times, they were getting used to it.
In their minds, although this trip was a bit uncomfortable, it was certainly not fatal.
Since he won't die, everything else is trivial.
Only the head of the Onmyoji Division turned extremely ugly.
"Something happened. I can't contact [Jiangshan Kanyutu] now. There must be a powerful being who has sealed off Abi Hell!"
The shrew on the side blinked its eyes, and then fell straight on Qiu Ping's shoulder.
You can still vaguely hear the sound of his teeth chattering.
