The Divine Nine-Dragon Cauldron

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81_81261 In the painting, the old man sits cross-legged, with a golden Buddhist bead floating in front of him.

On the Buddha beads, there are very complicated Sanskrit characters engraved on them, which exude a strong Buddha nature. Whenever you are swept by the Buddha's light, you will have peace of mind and make people worship.

It seems to be baptized by the Buddha deep in the soul.

The spiritual pressure emanating from the Buddha beads is even more astonishing, far surpassing the level of a divine weapon, and can even compete with the Qiankun Thunder Sword.

In comparison, Ghost Town Golden Ring is not as good.

The imprisoned ghost king shone under the golden light of the Buddha beads, his body twisted even more painfully, and he exuded a strong ghostly aura.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly, why was he half unconscious in his eyes? It is a deep and fierce color!

The old man in the painting sneered: "Stop pretending to be in a coma anymore? Ghost Suppressing Golden Ring can naturally make him fall into a coma and never wake up if he deals with ordinary ghost kings, but you are not an ordinary ghost king. How can I ignore this point?"

This person already knew that after the ghost king was imprisoned, he deliberately pretended to be unconscious, waiting for the other party to relax before taking the opportunity to attack.

The King of Ghosts roared in pain: "Who are you? The ghost-suppressing gold ring is enough, even Buddhist relics are available. Even true Buddhist disciples are unlikely to have two half-grade spiritual weapons at the same time!"

The old man in the painting said with the same expression: "You don't need to ask."

After speaking, he pointed his finger on the Buddhist bead, and the Buddhist bead swished and drilled towards the center of the opponent's eyebrows.

"Ah!! You want to use Buddhist relics to control me! Don't even think about it!" The ghost king roared fiercely, and a whirlpool of ghost energy appeared between his eyebrows, desperately resisting the invasion of the Buddhist beads.

The corner of the old man's mouth in the painting curled up a sarcasm: "Overestimating one's abilities!"

But seeing his hands and ten fingers rotate, the Buddhist relic turned into a golden ball, broke through the vortex to resist, and got into the vortex.

At this point, the old man in the painting stopped making seals, and breathed a sigh of relief: "This Buddhist relic will exist in your inner world. As long as the old man has a thought, the Buddha power in the relic will burst open, and you will be destroyed in an instant. Turned into ashes! So, next, you should know what to do!"

Deep hatred appeared on the ghost king's face, but more of it was panic.

struggling again and again,

Unwilling to bow his head: "Green ghost, pay homage to the master."

The old man in the painting smiled slightly: "Very well, it is indeed a ghost that has been cultivated for many years. Life is more important than dignity. It goes without saying."

The ghost king harbored hatred in his heart, but there was no disrespect on his face: "The green ghost dare not."

"Hmph! I know what you're thinking. Don't worry. When I return to Kyushu, I will let you live. Now I will do my best to help you enter the Divine Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets and take the opportunity to return to Kyushu."

The ghost king rolled his eyes and said respectfully: "But according to the master's order."

"Well, now wait for my other servant to take out the map of the secrets in your body!" The old man in the painting said indifferently, after thinking for a while, he said: "First take off the golden ring of suppressing ghosts on your body, I am only a soul body, and I need a guardian. "

"Thank you, master!" The ghost king was ecstatic, and stood respectfully behind the old man.

In the painting, the old man nods his head and raises his hand. The ghost-suppressing golden ring on the ghost king's body gradually loosens and turns into a palm-sized golden ring again, floating in the void.

At the moment when the old man in the self-painting raised his hand and was about to take back the golden ring.

A whirlpool of ghost energy suddenly appeared in the ghost king's abdomen.

The old man in the painting was a little surprised: "Huh? It seems to be faster than I imagined, and you found the map of heaven so quickly?"

However, the eyes of the old man in the painting suddenly froze!

"wrong!"

I saw a huge flame rushing out of the vortex, rushing straight at the old man who was close at hand.

As soon as the old man passed, his face turned cold immediately: "Hmph! The old man underestimated you, you haven't died in the ghost king's body for three days!"

After saying that, an invisible ripple flooded away, ignoring the flames, passing it out of thin air, and shooting towards the person who was about to escape in the vortex.

Hearing a scream, a figure covered in crimson stumbled out, then broke through the ground without saying a word, and fled quickly!

The old man in the painting let out a sigh: "The soul attack of the old man is not dead?"

A strong man like Xin Wuhen also had his soul shattered in an instant.

Apart from anything else, the old man slapped the ground with both palms, and the whole person was ejected, rushing straight to the ground at an astonishing speed, chasing the fleeing person.

However, just as the old man left, a vortex appeared again in the ghost king's abdomen!

A red-haired boy in a moon-white robe ran out.

The moment he came out, he floated in the void without saying a word, and was held by the Ghost Suppressing Golden Ring before he had time to take it away, and then turned into an afterimage and fled into the sky.

However, at the moment when it was about to break through the ground, there was a flash of wind above its head!

A translucent old man stood in the air with his hands up and down, looking down coldly, with a contemptuous sneer on his face: "Do you want to show this old man this little trick?"

Su Yu's avatar failed to deceive the other party!

"If you hide in the world in the belly of the ghost king, I can't do anything for you, but since you come out, you are going to kill yourself!" Without saying a word, the old man in the painting shot an invisible radiating ripple from his eyes.

It was this ripple, the incarnation of Xin Wuhen, that collapsed in an instant.

Su Yu was caught off guard and could not evade the soul attack.

However, what made the old man's complexion change suddenly was that his own soul attack, like a mud cow entering the sea, did not hurt the opponent's soul at all!

"Who are you?" The face of the old man in the painting suddenly froze, and at the same time, secretly ordered the ghost king to take action!

The ghost king's dark red eyes flashed sharply, and the ghost claws suddenly slapped down, and a terrifying power, second only to Feixian, swept over.

Su Yu's whole body froze, and without hesitation, he spread Tianya Yu, soaring into the sky.

In the painting, the old man's face was gloomy, and he pressed his hands down fiercely. A soul attack far surpassed that just now, turned into an invisible giant palm, and slapped Su Yu's soul violently.

However, to the surprise of the old man in the painting, Su Yu just swayed around and rushed forward as if nothing had happened!

The old man's soul attack did not have any effect on him.

The old man was shocked, and subconsciously avoided it.

Su Yu saw the opportunity and fled into the sky.

In an instant, his figure disappeared into the blue clouds.

"Green ghost! Get it back immediately!" The old man in the painting ordered darkly.

The green ghost's eyes flashed, and a dark cloud suddenly appeared under his feet, carrying him through the air at a terrifying speed.

In the painting, the old man's eyes flashed, but he didn't chase after him. His eyes flickered with surprise and uncertainty: "That boy, is he a puppet? The old man's soul attack can't have the slightest effect!"

"From this point of view, most likely Qi Ming was killed, and the map of heavenly secrets also fell into the hands of this place... and the Golden Ring of Suppressing Ghosts! How unreasonable, the old man's Buddhist treasure was also stolen by hand!"

The old man's face was full of murderous intent: "The old man prepared decades of hard work, but that kid took it away! If it wasn't for the old man who only has soul attacks, he would have killed this son with his own hands!"

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Above the sea, a pair of blue-glowing wings pierced the sky, and behind them a dark cloud pierced the sky and chased wildly.

One person and one ghost, chasing wildly in the vast sea.

The ghost king laughed grimly: "Boy, this king has been reduced to the point of being a slave to others, thanks to you, this king wants your corpse to be shredded into pieces!".