"boom!"
As the ghost body appeared, golden light flashed in the void, and the golden fist power suddenly appeared in front of the ghost body of Yinchuan Kong. As soon as the fist power appeared, it locked onto the ghost body of Yinchuan Kong. At this time, if he wanted to become nothingness, he had already That's too late.
"Want to kill me?"
"It's not that easy!"
Yin Chuankong had a sinister smile on his face. In his ghost body, a gray mist filled an ancient book, slowly rising from his body and blocking it in front of him.
"Tum!"
He Ping'an punched the gray mist, but was lifted up by the gray mist. The punch was unable to break through the gray mist's defense.
"vigorously!"
He Ping'an roared angrily, and his strength increased threefold again. He punched out, causing the mountains to collapse and the ground to crack. Even the copper and iron walls should have been reduced to rubbish.
However, this punch that could shatter mountains was held firmly by the gray mist and could not fall at all.
"Roar!"
He Ping'an roared, his body transformed into two heads and four arms, like a mad tiger, his four fists were like golden meteors, and he fired thousands of punches in an instant. The powerful fist wind tore through the hundreds of miles of clouds, revealing the clearness that was blocked by the clouds. Sky.
But even under such a powerful attack, the gray mist was still unbreakable, but the mist seemed to be slightly dimmed.
'This ancient book has never been found to have such strong defensive power in Yidan Pavilion before. '
He Pingan's mind changed rapidly, and his body turned into a golden light, suddenly appeared behind Yinchuan Kong, and punched several times in a row.
With the appearance of the ancient book, the doubts in He Pingan's heart have suddenly become clear.
This is what he thinks is strange about Yin Chuankong. He is only half a ghost immortal in cultivation, but his strength is comparable to that of a ghost immortal.
It turns out that there is a strange treasure to help.
Yin Chuankong laughed sinisterly, and with a change of heart, the ancient book moved according to his heart, and immediately appeared behind him, and blocked He Ping'an's attack. However, the fog above the ancient book seemed to be dimmed.
"Boom boom boom..."
Seeing the mysterious appearance of the ancient book, He Ping'an knew that a sneak attack was of little use, so he stopped talking. His four arms rotated like hot wheels, and four huge golden fists smashed down crazily, causing the gray mist to spread on the ancient book. ripple.
Seeing He Ping'an attacking so fiercely, Yin Chuankong showed a hint of anxiety. Of course he knew that the gray fog defense in this ancient book had its limits.
But if he abandoned the ancient book and fled at this time, he was afraid that He Ping'an would blast it to pieces in an instant, so he could only hold on.
The Yin Qi in the body is constantly being transferred into the ancient books, providing a steady stream of Yin Qi for the ancient books. Now we can only see whether He Ping'an's true energy will be exhausted first, or his own Yin Qi will be exhausted first.
When you reach the realm of true immortals, you can control the vitality of hundreds of miles of heaven and earth with the wave of your hand, while the ghost immortals can control the vitality of hundreds of miles of heaven and earth, so Yin Chuankong does not believe that the true essence in He Pingan's body can surpass the vitality of heaven and earth of hundreds of miles.
Half an hour later, several escaping lights flew from Hanning County, and the leaders were none other than Yang Qing and Liu Yue'e.
There are several people behind him, they should be the prefect of Hanning County and people from the Changsheng Palace Guard Station.
Several people were hundreds of miles away and did not dare to approach the scene of the fight. They just recorded the scenes of the fight between the two sides and sent the message to the superiors.
Yin Chuankong turned a blind eye to the arrival of these people. These ants could be killed with a wave of his hand.
But there was a trace of distress on his face. Half an hour later, Baili Yinyun was reduced by half under He Pingan's attack, but He Pingan's attack did not weaken at all.
"ah……"
At this moment, Yin Chuankong let out a scream.
However, He Ping'an took advantage of Yin Chuankong's slight distraction, and a long sword of consciousness that was several times larger than before suddenly broke into his sea of consciousness. With a slash of the sword, Yin Chuankong's sea of consciousness was immediately severely damaged.
Looking around, I saw He Ping'an's beard and hair spread out, a frightening golden light emitting from his eyes, and even golden blood seeping out of his nostrils.
In order to cut out this sword of consciousness that was far beyond the ordinary, He Ping'an obviously injured one thousand enemies and suffered eight hundred losses himself.
There were waves of dizziness in his mind. He Ping'an couldn't think about it. He suppressed the dizziness and turned into a golden light. It appeared again behind the ancient book and in front of Yinchuan Kong. Then in the blink of an eye, there were countless golden fists. Blast out.
Yin Chuankong barely resisted more than ten punches, but he couldn't bear the endless force coming from the fist. Seeing that the ghost body was on the verge of collapse, with a thought, the ancient book filled with gray mist and took his ghost body inside. .
Then the ancient book lit up with a gray light, and it was about to break through the air and escape!
"Where to escape!"
In He Ping'an's hand, the Demonic Blood Sword appeared and struck the ancient book with one strike. There was a "stab" sound, and a corner of the indestructible gray fog on the ancient book was cut open with one strike.
However, the body of the ancient book was not damaged, and it still flickered with gray light and fled into the distance. One flicker was dozens of miles away.
He Ping'an turned into a golden light, and the golden light on the ground was activated at the right time. The second attack came first, and he slashed out with several swords again. The gray mist above the ancient book became darker and darker.
"laugh!"
With the final slash, the gray fog on the ancient book dissipated, became dim, and fell to the ground.
He Ping'an waved his hand to create a golden true energy and held the ancient book in his hand.
This is exactly the ancient book that He Pingan is looking for.
Only then did he realize that this ancient book was just a fragment.
But He Ping'an could not have imagined that who could actually split this ancient book into two halves, even if it was an ancient book that could not be broken by the demon-turned-blood sword.
"seal up!"
Yin Chuankong hid in the ancient book space and couldn't get out. He Ping'an thought for a moment, and then hit hundreds of prohibitions with both hands to completely ban the ancient book.
If you choose to enter the ancient book with your soul at this time, it would be unwise not to mention that you do not understand the internal space of the ancient book and have no geographical advantage.
And there are still hundreds of thousands of dead souls outside. If they scatter and escape, the consequences will be disastrous.
Anyway, the ancient book is in his hands at this time, and Yinchuan Kong is inside, and he can't escape.
He casually put the ancient book into his sleeve and looked at the hundreds of thousands of souls outside. The top priority right now was to send these souls away.
"come here!"
He Ping'an thought about it and raised his finger to Yang Qing, who was standing far away.
When Yang Qing saw He Ping'an pointing towards him, he quickly ran over: "Senior Martial Saint, you call me!"
"The culprit has been punished, but Mian County has been occupied by ghosts and immortals for many years. Hanning County officials cannot be unaware of it."
"Ghosts and immortals are certainly hateful, but human accomplices are even more hateful. Do you understand?"
He Pingan said.
Yang Qing lived for more than a hundred years and practiced Confucianism. Naturally, he knew the meaning of He Ping'an's words very clearly. He immediately patted his chest and promised: "Senior Wusheng, don't worry, as long as anyone is involved in this case, I will definitely arrest him and bring him to justice."
"The poor Taoist will wait and see. Don't let the hundreds of thousands of souls in Mian County die unjustly. The officials involved must be severely punished, and what they have committed must be made known to the world."
He Ping'an paused and then said: "If anyone obstructs me, tell me my name!"
"This junior understands that the sound of the song of righteousness lingers in my ears. This junior will definitely get to the bottom of this matter and repay the kindness of my seniors for training!"
Yang Qing's heart trembled and he quickly agreed.
The prefect and others who were standing far away did not dare to get close to him before being summoned by He Ping An. They saw the two people talking and kept looking towards them, but they didn't know why.
"One more thing, are any of the people you come here capable of reciting the Rebirth Mantra to save the souls of the dead?"
He Pingan asked awkwardly.
He can kill these hundreds of thousands of dead souls with one punch, but it is really difficult to send all these hundreds of thousands of dead souls into the netherworld.
One, two, or dozens are all fine, but even He Ping'an is a little helpless to save hundreds of thousands of dead souls.
The key is that Yi Dan Pavilion rewards many spells, but the most basic Taoist Rebirth Spell has never been rewarded...
