Chapter 122
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Woo
The wailing like crying and the shrill roar of ghosts came from all directions of Temple Mountain.
The fat man who was chatting with Wang Ping looked at the foot of the mountain, and his scalp numbed for a moment, and he was shocked.
At the foot of the mountain, countless lonely ghosts appeared at some point. There were so many of them, and they were so dense that it was like the gate of the underworld was opened, the ghost soldiers passed through, and hundreds of ghosts went out.
Everyone's pupils suddenly searched, looking at the ghosts at the foot of the mountain, and they could no longer tell how many kinds of ghosts there were.
Hanged ghosts, life-seeking ghosts, fire ghosts, dog ghosts, cat ghosts...
Not only in the east where Wang Ping was, but almost at the same time, a large number of ghosts appeared in other directions of Temple Mountain. In the northwest direction, there is a river from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain halfway up the mountain.
At this time, the person in charge of the west direction was here, and a government official appeared awe-inspiringly and shouted,
"Attention everyone! Don't let……"
Wow!
Before he finished speaking, a withered white ghost hand covered with black veins rushed out from the river beside him. The ghost hand brought a huge river to roll out of the river and rushed towards the government official.
Before he could even scream, the government official was dragged into the water.
The faces of the others changed drastically.
"Leave the river, there are water ghosts, fierce ghost level!"
A Taoist priest from the Taoist tradition, put his two fingers together at his waist and took out a stack of ten yellow talismans painted with crimson cinnabar, chanted a Taoist spell, and threw the yellow talismans.
The yellow talismans were like arrows, like cherry blossoms scattered all over the river, bursting out lightning as thick as fingers, as if the sky sent down thunder punishment, bombarding the river surface.
In an instant, shrill and creepy screams came from the river.
In this dark night, under the shining of lightning, it was clearly visible that the water ghosts in the river were struck by lightning and turned into ashes.
When the water ghost died, the Taoist priest holding the crimson cinnabar yellow talisman never relaxed his brows and stared at the water surface.
He kept his eyes on the river, staring closely, and shouted to the Taoist priests and government officials around him:
"Stay away from the river, I'll take care of this water ghost……"
At the moment when he spoke, as if catching the flaw in the Taoist's mouth, the calm river surface was boiling, and black water gushed out.
The black water was as sharp as a sharp arrow, hundreds of them rushed towards the yellow talisman suspended above the river, piercing it, and most of the black water shot towards the Taoist.
""Evil beast! How dare you!"
The Taoist priest shouted softly, his voice was as loud as a roar, bringing up a surge of righteous energy, holding a peach wood sword and slashing down.
For a moment, a fierce battle broke out between the two sides.
Not only this Taoist priest was fighting fiercely, when the bell on the top of the mountain rang, it seemed like a bell of death, and also like the beating of a war drum. The battle was about to break out, and battles broke out in all directions of the temple mountain. Taoist priests, government officials and ghosts fought together.
The outbreak of yin energy made the ghosts crazy, attracting hundreds of ghosts, including some ghosts at the level of evil ghosts.
Zhang Yan was surrounded by golden cinnabar yellow talismans, and when she pinched her fingers, the yellow talismans around her body burst into light and enveloped her body, blocking the spiritual attacks of the ghosts.
At the same time, the yellow talismans in her waist bag flew out one by one, attacking a fierce ghost in front of her and other lonely ghosts.
""Ah!!"
The evil ghost screamed miserably, and its body turned into wisps of Yin Qi. The evil ghosts and lonely ghosts around saw the evil ghost die, their eyes flickered, and they chose people to devour, madly devouring the Yin Qi of the dead evil ghost to strengthen themselves, and then deal with Taoist priests and people.
Zhang Yan frowned, her beautiful eyes flashing.
This was the first time she encountered so many ghosts, more than the last time, and much stronger.
If she had not accepted the baptism of Taoist orthodoxy and Taoism this time, her strength would have improved by leaps and bounds, and her Taoism would have increased by six times. If she had used her previous strength, Zhang Yan would definitely be in danger this time.
After all, she couldn't deal with the evil ghosts at that time. At most, she could restrain the evil ghosts but couldn't expel them.
Unfortunately, not everyone is like Zhang Yan. A powerful Taoist school, their strength has always been at the forefront of the younger generation, while others are not.
The battle between ghosts and humans started, and as time went by, the battle did not stop, but became more tragic and bloody. As the battle raged until now, everyone discovered that the number of ghosts has not decreased since they were eliminated, but has increased.
A steady stream of ghosts came from afar.
When people are exhausted, ghosts seem to have no strength.
Every time a ghost is killed, other ghosts will devour the Yin Qi that the ghost has transformed into to replenish themselves and strengthen their strength. Coupled with the continuous increase in the number of ghosts, the number of ghosts remains at a certain level, but the overall strength has increased.
Everyone's face is solemn. How many ghosts are there?
"Ah!!"
In the south, a scream filled with unwillingness sounded.
A government official who was full of Yin Qi and used the power of the ghost in his body to fight ghosts was torn in half by a bear ghost.
Whether alive or transformed into a ghost, a ferocious animal like a bear is extremely powerful even when it becomes a ghost, and even more terrifying after becoming a ghost.
""Oh no, that bear ghost has reached the top level of evil ghosts, kill it quickly! Don't let it devour any more."
A government official exclaimed, his expression suddenly changed.
This night was bloody, destined for madness and killing.
Although the Taoist priests and government officials were much stronger than the ghosts in terms of overall combat power, this did not make the ghosts timid.
For the ghosts, tonight might be death, but it was also a feast for gluttony, an opportunity to enter a higher level and even undergo a qualitative change.
Neither side was willing to give up.
The fighting continued, and there was killing in all directions of the temple mountain. Ghosts were dying, and people were dying.
However!
There was one direction that was different, different from other places.
That was the direction of the east.
Chi!
It was as if the air was being sharply compressed and cut, and bursts of piercing clanging broke out.
Rumble!
Along with the sound of air cutting, a monstrous roar spread throughout the east, and even the northeast and southeast adjacent to the east could be clearly heard.
For a time, the people and ghosts in the northeast and southeast directions all changed color.
"What happened in the east?"
"Who is fighting in the east?"
At the same time , in the east
, the Taoist priests and government officials guarding the east were stunned, looking at a ghost-free zone with a radius of 40 meters in front of them, and were shocked to the point of being speechless. In that zone, the ground cracked with a knife mark more than 40 meters long, with flying sand and rocks, and smoke and dust.
Soon, the rolling smoke and dust dissipated, and the true appearance of the zone was revealed.
At the edge of the zone, Wang Ping stood there, with no ghosts around him, and everyone looked at him in horror.
To be precise, they were looking at the 40-meter saber on Wang Ping's shoulder.
The picture was too shocking...
A man holding a 40-meter broadsword, carrying it on his shoulder, standing there, undoubtedly leaking the aura of a cuckold.
Whether it was a ghost or a human, they were all looking at Wang Ping, staring blankly.
At this moment,
Wang Ping, holding a 40-meter broadsword, danced forward, bringing up bursts of wind whistling like a tiger's roar.
He pointed the 40-meter saber at the ghosts in front of him and shouted to the Taoist priests and government officials behind him.
"Guys, come on, Sashi! (Follow me in Japanese)"
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