area51novel Chapter 416
Chapter 416
An ordinary-looking man walked out of the hammer. As soon as he appeared, the air around him began to "distort" and "change", and the roads around him became blurred, as if they had encountered a large-scale ghost wall.
This was the evil spirit under the hands of the Great Elder of the Refining Ghost Sect that Jiang Chen had killed not long ago.
At this moment, the other party's body was covered with the word "death", and his aura was stronger than "before he was alive", almost entering the upper evil spirit level.
"A middle-level evil spirit, is this your capital for arrogance?" The Weishui River God sneered. The other party's aura was only that of a lower-level grandmaster, and even with a helper, it was not its opponent.
Jiang Chen swallowed a blood ginseng pill without saying a word.
The next moment, another figure walked out of the hammer.
This was a square-faced man with a tattered suit and a righteous face. He was the Great Elder of the Refining Ghost Sect, an upper-level grandmaster.
The face of the Weishui River God finally became serious.
She was just an upper-level evil spirit. Although she still had the confidence to fight with the special ability of the ghost sacrifice, she might suffer a loss.
"It seems that I underestimated you!"
The river god said in a sinister voice.
As soon as she finished speaking, another figure appeared in the field.
A fat, smiling Maitreya with a broad body, a fat head and big ears, with a ghostly aura all over his body, stood behind Jiang Chen.
He put his hands together, and a large area of strange blood-gold Buddha light illuminated half of the Weishui River.
"What?!" The face of the Weishui River God was completely gloomy.
Although the middle-aged man in a suit before was also an upper-level evil spirit, he did not pose a great threat to her, so she could still remain calm.
But this monk is different.
The strangeness of the other party's blood-gold Buddha light is not inferior to that of the ghost sacrifice lineage!
If they really fight, she may only be on par with this monk, not to mention that there are three A-level sieges from the side.
The Weishui River God glanced around, already thinking about how to use the river to escape.
"Weishui River God, you hit my face, the underworld, do you still want to run away?"
Jiang Chen looked over and scolded coldly.
"When did I hit your face? Ghost Qi +68000!"
The Weishui River God was a little crazy. This young grandmaster's fighting ability was not seen, but his ability to put a hat on others and shake people was indeed a bit strong.
"Don't talk nonsense. I have never insulted your underworld. Do you really want to break the ancient agreement with me to worship ghosts?"
"Aren't you afraid that I will go to the bottom of the Changhe River and ask the ancestors to make the decision?"
"By then, there will be no peace in your Jiuzhou territory and on both sides of the thousands of rivers and seas!" She issued a resentful threat.
"If you want someone to make the decision, you have to be alive first. Today, I, Jiuzhou Yanluo, suffered such a big loss at your hands, and lost all my face. Even if I risk their lives, I will never let you leave alive!" Jiang Chen pressed the shoulder of the Great Elder of the Refining Ghost Sect and spoke resolutely.
The facial muscles of a group of people on the shore couldn't help twitching.
Good boy, you are good at risking other people's lives!
"Ghost Qi +9999... Ghost Qi +..."
"The dean is mighty, a mere evil spirit can be killed with a swing of the hammer!" Only 02 was still shouting excitedly. He didn't seem embarrassed at all. He shouted out the momentum of seven people.
Jiang Chen cast an approving look.
"Xiaoer, you understand me. If there weren't so many people here, I would have to show you how to use the ancestral treasure to annihilate this evil spirit!"
"Forget it, do it."
He waved his hand, and the evil spirits such as Gui Maitreya rushed up.
The Weishui River God did not choose to fight, and once again looked at Jiang Chen viciously, then plunged into the river, turned into Yin Qi and disappeared without a trace.
Ghost Maitreya and other ghosts instantly lost their target.
However, at this time, Jiang Chen directly pressed the God-suppressing Nail towards the river surface.
"Boom"
A terrifying and absolute suppression force instantly blocked most of the Weishui River. A thousand meters away, a figure screamed and rushed out.
Ghost Maitreya, the Great Elder of the Refining Ghost Sect, and the Ghost Wall Evil Spirit took this opportunity to pounce on them. Soon, screams spread all over the place.
Wait until they are almost done fighting.
Jiang Chen walked forward with the Yin God Hammer, and slowly chanted: "Five Emperors and Five Dragons, bring light and wind. Spread moisture widely, assist Thunder God..."
A heavy rain fell.
The boy who looked like a god and a demon swung the hammer in the rain.
Thunder rolled in the sky.
The severely injured Weishui River God could only stare with wide eyes, and greeted with horror - destruction!!!
...
The battle was over, and the blood of the evil spirit dyed the Weishui River red.
This time was different from the previous time. A message was transmitted unstoppably, flowing along the river and into the Changhe River.
Jiang Chen's hair stood up for a moment, but soon returned to normal.
He turnedLooking over his head, he looked far in the direction of the Changhe River and roughly understood that the true foundation of the ghost worship lineage might have begun to awaken.
"We have to speed up."
"Brothers, you drive to catch up, I will set off first, before those old guys in the Changhe River explode, I want to examine these tributary river gods to see if they are really guilty."
"Although they want to rebel, we can't wrongly accuse any good ghost. This is the difference between our underworld and those cruel and evil ghosts. I hope everyone can understand the hardship and bumps on this road!"
After Jiang Chen finished speaking, he soared into the sky, leaving a group of stunned ghosts.
After a long time, a group of people couldn't help but pull the corners of their mouths.
Don't talk nonsense!
We ghosts are not so cruel.
What you are doing is not an investigation. The ashes have been scattered by others. It is true that none of them were spared...
...
Beside the Changhe River.
A group of three people appeared here.
Two men and one woman, all very young. A young man with a crew cut, fierce temperament, wearing a black robe, jingling when he walked, and seemed to have various instruments under the robe.
"Qiu Tian, can you not bring all your coroner's autopsy tools every time you go out to exorcise ghosts? How unlucky."
The other young man was a fat man, swinging a chain hammer in his hand. The hammer was round and only the size of a fist. The chain was very thin and black, and it looked like a toy of some rich kids.
However, when he swung it casually, a terrifying sonic boom could be heard. The weight of this chain hammer was definitely scary.
"Fatty Yu, I haven't beaten you in the past two years. Are you itching again?" The young man called Qiu Tian had a scar on his left eyebrow bone and looked at him coldly.
He was staring at him.
The Emperor Song, who was overwhelmed by the money, couldn't help shrinking his neck and slipped: "Hi! Brother Qiu, see this, I haven't seen it for two years, my brother is still your brother, how can my brother beat my brother?" Yu Qian smiled, and what she wanted to say.