"scold"

Above the city tower of Anshi City.

Li Hongru shouted and vomited, and the martial spirit burst out, and the invisibility effect was instantly lifted.

Compared with ordinary great practitioners, Li Hongru's muscles and meridians are extremely powerful.

The body can expand like a demon body, and with continuous cultivation, Li Hongru's muscles and bones are no less than dragon tendons.

If he pulled out his tendons, Li Hongru had no doubt that he could create a top-quality treasure bow.

Correspondingly, Li Hongru explodes with few changes and needs to be adjusted, and he can burst out with the most powerful strength in an instant.

Just passing through the ghosts around Zheng Luzhi, the Eight Crows were then drawn out to kill them.

The light green sword light suddenly filled the towers on the city wall.

"No……"

A fatal sense of danger of death poured into my heart.

Zheng Luzhi didn't even have time to pull out her two swords.

The red clothes on her body flashed with a slight red light, and passively shot out the ability to protect themselves.

But under the slash of the Eight Swords of the Crow, this kind of protection seemed to have little effect.

The silk cloth on the red clothes had not yet been wrapped around the sword edge, but had been penetrated by the Eight Crows.

Li Hongru wiped his sword, and Zheng Luzhi's head flew high.

"I wanted this sword for that old ghost!"

Li Hongru spoke out his voice.

His eyes opened and looked at Zheng Luzhi who had escaped from his soul in panic. The impure knife in his sleeve flew out immediately and flashed over the head of the other person's soul.

“Ah~”

The sharp and harsh sound of the soul was like a grass pig struggling on the verge of death.

This is not the work Li Hongru wants to do. The other party can only blame him for saying something he shouldn't say.

"you……"

Zheng Luzhi's strength seems to be around the seventh to eighth grade of the soul, and he can barely struggle if he is wiped with an impure knife.

This made Li Hongru take off his sword and stir up the woman's soul turned into spots of light and spread.

"This magic knife!"

Li Hongru didn't have time to complain that Dizang's magic knife, which was only suitable for erasing the souls, was a bit bad, and the evil wind followed behind him.

Li Hongru didn't look back and stepped on his footsteps, jumping past the city wall more than 20 meters high.

"roar!"

Behind him, the four soldiers' ghosts roared, and the ghosts in white clothes and white clothes followed him.

"rise!"

"Traveling on the Sky" guided by Wu Po is only suitable for short-distance explosions. When Li Hongru's soul moves, his body falls, and then there is a strong wind wrapping it up.

He quickly took off and looked at Anshi City behind him.

As a man who controls ghosts, Zheng Luzhi was attacked and killed by him, and An Shicheng seemed to have lost control.

Zheng Luzhi controlled many powerful ghosts, and also controlled the weak through these powerful ghosts.

As Zheng Luzhi died, after a few seconds of revenge, these powerful ghosts had already become partially awake.

Some ghosts stood silently, motionless, as if they were trapped in thinking, some ghosts were floating around, constantly roaring, and some ghosts poked out their bone hands, took some weak ghosts and began to swallow them.

In this city, the orderly appearance instantly fell into chaos, with figures in the houses rushing around, and countless cold lights, either red or green, began to intertwin.

There are also many black smoke rising from the capital, and layers of smoke have begun to cover up the city.

Li Hongru just glanced at him, and his body floated backwards.

Hundreds of meters away, Dizang showed four arms, dancing around with his eight-ring tin staff, and occasionally threw out the rosary, and occasionally blew the snails against his mouth, making him look extremely busy.

From time to time, he would shout, "Let's see the Buddha, go to hell," and "The little monk has saved you."

"How is it?"

Seeing Li Hongru falling by controlling the wind, Dizang didn't care.

Or treasures, perhaps abilities, everyone has their own hidden personalities, and no one can shake it out as soon as they meet.

What he cared more about at this time was the woman in red.

"Have you led her out?" asked Dizang.

"That woman is a living person. I'll stab her with your magic knife and almost overturned!"

Li Hongru fell to the ground, held the magic knife and touched it, and immediately wiped off a skull's head.

This impure knife kills ghosts so well, but the soul of the great cultivator is slightly inferior, and he even lacks defense and does not kill Zheng Luzhi with one blow.

Li Hongru vaguely felt that Zheng Luzhi's death seemed to trigger something.

But he was too lazy to care about so much.

He just passed by here and thought about revenge for Yan Shigu.

Now I have done some things. Whether it is done well or badly, it is not the place of the Tang Dynasty, so it doesn’t matter if it is hard to make a lot of effort.

"How could it be a living person?"

Dizang was stunned.

When his four arms were dancing, the flaws emerged and were immediately cut off by a ghost of a sword-holding general.

With one knife, Dizang's arm holding the rosary fell down, and the other arm holding the magic snail also contracted back.

"The rest of these are a bit difficult, please help!"

Even Ksitigarbha can't care about any dead people.

He is strong, but he is not able to stand the force of fighting and killing a bunch of fifth and sixth grade ghosts without being injured.

These ghosts in front of us were soldiers who died during the Great Sui Conquest. They had extremely strong strength during their lifetime. After death, they only had one or two grades of strength. Many martial arts memories still exist, and their strength did not seem to be too weak.

The characteristic of ghosts is to make this kind of killing more troublesome.

If you are not a professional ghost killer, it is normal to be killed when you encounter such powerful ghosts.

Compared with the group of ghosts with crooked melons and cracked jujubes he led before, the ghosts of soldiers from Dongtu obviously have other characteristics.

Dizang shouted, and an eight-ring tin staff danced so hard that the tiger was full of wind.

"You are so strong, don't use any big moves!"

Li Hongru muttered.

His crow's eight swords were collected into the sheath, and the impure knife in his hand kept flying.

"I want to maintain my body shape, and it will be a disadvantage to use large-scale techniques rashly!"

Dizang knocked and beat the eight-ring tin staff around, and what he said inevitably made Li Hongru think a little.

The other party's words seemed to mention the defects of the body of the soul.

"It won't kill anyone if you suffer a loss," Li Hongru replied casually.

"That's hard to say," Dizang shook his head and said, "Our body is like a container, and it will be exhausted if it is constantly consumed with force. If we don't find a suitable place to return, it will easily turn us into lonely ghosts!"

"This area is like a secret realm of the underworld, it should be able to support your consumption!"

"The little monk doesn't want to try something like this!"

Dizang replied dryly, obviously not wanting to take big risks.

He took the eight-ring tin staff and beat the last two white-clothed trousers to death, and muttered that he had been sprayed with a few breaths of yin energy by these yin objects, for fear that there would be some problems with both luck and wealth.

"That woman is really a living person?"

After a fight ended, Dizang started talking again.

"What a living person. I stabbed her to death. The body fell over there." Li Hongru pointed to Anshicheng.

"It's a pity that I'm not the Lord of the Secret Realm!"

Dizang shook his head and heard Li Hongru asking about the "Dizang Sutra", which made Dizang shake his head repeatedly.

"The little monk has not obtained arm strength, so how could he give the donor a scripture without meritoriously!"

This probably follows the principle of equivalent exchange.

Ksitigarbha did not gain any benefits.

He didn't care whether Li Hongru was chopping down or something. The woman in red was gone, and his plan was lost, and Li Hongru's plan was also lost.

This made Li Hongru open his mouth, feeling that no matter how he did this kind of thing, it would be difficult to get the benefits of Dizang.

As long as Zheng Luzhi is a human being, Dizang cannot catch it, and he cannot get the scriptures.

But after revenge on Yan Shigu, he felt a little more relieved.

At the moment, these ghosts were killed. Li Hongru was about to mention some abnormalities to Dizang. Suddenly, a low roar came from afar, and countless corpses were smelling stinking from afar.

This made Dizang's eyes widen, and Li Hongru felt a green light flashing in his eyes.

"Donor, the little monk has a book of the "Sutra of Ksitigarbha Sutra" that you can read..."

Dizang licked his scarlet tongue and looked at Anshi City.
Chapter completed!