Seeing that Zhu Hanwen and Hou Lie had arrived, Fan Zhen could no longer suppress the cold air in his body. His face turned pale and his lips turned purple and black. He kept trembling. It seemed that the cold air he had suffered in "Chujiang Cold Yin Formation" had invaded the internal organs along the meridians of the whole body.

The battle formation of the Ten Palaces of Yanjun is so terrifying. Just an ordinary ghost general and hundreds of ghost soldiers used it, which would allow the young generation of Buddhist masters to use all the tricks and end up suffering such serious internal injuries. If the King of Chu Jiang came in person, the cow head, horse face, leopard tail, bird beak, fish gills, wasps, black and white impermanence, the ten Yin generals of the God of Day and Night, led a 100,000 ghost soldiers to set up a formation, I am afraid that the entire Taoist world would not be able to resist it.

When Zhu Hanwen saw that the black shadow had penetrated into the deep forest, he winked with Hou Lie. Hou Lie's figure flashed and chased after him. He quickly sat cross-legged behind Fan Zhen to transport true energy to her and help her excrete cold poison from her body.

Half an hour later, the green aura on Fan Zhen's face finally faded, but his face was very strange, and he said in a deep voice.

"You go and follow Hou Lie first, and I will arrive later. The evil spirits are full of evil. Today, we must rectify him no matter what," he said.

"The cold poison in your body has not been removed yet. I will help you completely eliminate the cold poison first. How good is it for us to go together? If we meet other ghost generals again, it may be difficult to deal with your current situation."

Zhu Hanwen was a little surprised. Why did Fan Zhen still act alone? He was worried that her stubbornness would come up and she would be in danger. He quickly advised.

"Hou Lie has benefited a lot from waking up this time. The ghost general has been seriously injured by you, and all the ghost soldiers have been saved by your Buddha light. There will be no accidents. When I help you heal your wounds, let's go safer together."

"If you ask you to leave first, then go first, where does so much nonsense come from! Do you want to leave?"

For some reason, Fan Zhen suddenly stood up and stopped letting Zhu Hanwen heal him. He showed a little anger and a hint of anxiousness on his face. When Zhu Hanwen saw that this woman was so ungrateful, he felt a little angry and said.

"If you go, leave, it's best to let you meet the subordinates of the other nine palaces Yan Jun again and eat them alive."

"Where did you come from nonsense? Let's go!" Fan Zhen seemed to be a little anxious, and the golden light shone in his hand was about to attack Zhu Hanwen. Seeing this, Zhu Hanwen slid several feet away, snorted heavily, and flew towards the dense forest.

When Fan Zhen saw that this guy had finally left, his face turned red, and he sat cross-legged again, urging the true energy in his body.

"Boop...Puff..." A bunch of white air gushed out from behind her, and the grass around her turned blue and purple by the white air. None of the hares and sparrows around were spared from being frozen to death by the cold air. After a while, with the female leader of the Buddhist sect as the center, there was no living thing within a radius of five feet, and all of them were frozen to death by the cold air they excreted.

Standing up again, Fan Zhen's complexion had returned to normal, but his expression was a little sad, as if he was ashamed of the creatures nearby. He quickly recited the scriptures to save these creatures and helped them to be reborn in the Pure Land.

When the scriptures were finished and I got up and wanted to chase Hou Lie and Zhu Hanwen, I suddenly heard a familiar voice muttering not far away.

"The Buddhist master is so terrifying. A fart is so fumigated that it is ten feet in a radius and no grass grows. A master is a master."

"Zhu Hanwen!!! You take your time!!"

After passing the dense forest behind the village, you will enter a local primeval forest called Jiuxian Mountain. This is a place where natural yin energy gathers. Now, with the gathering of evil spirits here, it makes the grass and wood forest look more ferocious and terrifying.

However, these did not hinder Zhu Hanwen and Fan Zhen at all, especially Fan Zhen. At this time, whenever she met a wandering ghost, regardless of whether the other party wanted to attack her, she was reborn with hatred. The Buddha's name was frequently spread along the way, and the golden light flowed was very lively, but Zhu Hanwen, who was following her, looked not very flexible, and limped when she was on the way, and was scolded by the female companion in front of her from time to time.

The two changed their direction several times, and finally caught up with Hou Lie in front of a valley along the mark. Hou Lie made a ban on the sound of the two of them, and took them up to the treetops several meters high, climbing the deep valley with a cup of tea, until the three of them heard the sound of weapons being connected, looking into the depths of the valley. They saw a young man holding a bright three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand and fighting with a ghost. The ghost was extremely burly with a heavy hammer in his hand and wielding the air was shocked. The ground was a very powerful ghost weapon, which was a bit stronger than the ghost-headed sword of the ghost general in the village and town before.

The moves of the three-pointed two-edged sword in the young man's hand were extremely exquisite. The sound of dragon and tiger could be heard faintly in his anger. This was a manifestation of practicing the external body refining skills to the extreme. The sound of gold and iron with the intersecting weapons of both sides shocked the surrounding plants and trees.

"This person's every move is quite extraordinary. I don't know which young talent he is from, he looks very heroic." Fan Zhen said. This was the first time Zhu Hanwen heard her praise someone.

Hou Lie, who was standing aside, rarely agreed with her words, nodded seriously and said, "Ruyi Golden Cudgel has a sense of mutual appreciation for the weapons in his hands. This person is indeed not simple."

"That's it. This guy should have obtained the inheritance of the True Lord of Miaodao in Qingyuan. He is like you and me, a chosen person." Zhu Hanwen echoed, staring at the situation on the battlefield.

"The young handsome man in your mouth may suffer a great loss." Zhao Banzi suddenly said something, which made Fan Zhen and the other two stunned.

Seeing the puzzled eyes of the three people, Zhao Banzi was very stinky and crawled out of the mutton fat jade bottle, and said with his hands behind his back.

"The one he faced was not an ordinary evil spirit, and it was two levels higher than the ghost general that Fan Zhen encountered. It was also intimidated by the temperament of this young man, so he kept testing. Now it's almost time to kill."

It seemed that it was specifically to cooperate with Zhao Banzi's words that the ghost on the field had another head-on fight with the young man, and his body movement suddenly accelerated, and the giant hammer, which was originally a little heavy in his hand, suddenly became extremely sharp. The young man didn't seem to have expected that the other party had been hiding his weakness with him. When he was caught off guard, he showed a flaw behind him. The ghost seemed to be waiting for this opportunity. His figure flashed behind him and smiled and smashed it. It was too late for the young man to hide. He turned his head and watched the giant hammer hit his back.

"Not good!" At this time, it was too late for Zhu Hanwen and others to rescue him. The three of them flew to fall around the evil ghost. It seemed that they were ready to avenge the young people.

Just when the young man was about to die under the ghost hammer, a golden light suddenly burst out between the man and the ghost. The ghost screamed, and the heavy hammer flew out of his hand. He himself retreated quickly, and bursts of black smoke were emitted from his hand, and he was already injured. At this time, a golden mark suddenly appeared on the center of his forehead, and the golden light just now shot out from the mark.

The evil ghost never thought that his thousands of years of cultivation could not resist the flash of golden light. Such supernatural powers made him think of an existence that he would tremble in his dreams. Looking at the young man's weapons, his guess in his heart became more certain. He must not let this kid escape, otherwise there would be endless troubles. Looking at the few little guys who had been watching a show on the tree just now, he had already surrounded himself by the formation of three talents. He was still thinking about taking care of the one in front of him and then asking them for trouble, but he didn't expect that they would come to him. Seeing that he was afraid that he would run away?!

"In broad daylight, how can you let the evil spirits be rampant!" Fan Zhen took a step forward and said righteously. "Senior brother, we will help you eliminate this evil spirit!"

"Thank you for your help. This guy is very cunning. Let's cook him first, and it's not too late to talk." The young man briefly adjusted his breath and joined the siege.

"A bunch of juniors dares to act rashly!" The evil ghost let out a roar that shocked the sky, which made the minds of several people feel excited. The cultivation of this evil spirit was so terrifying.

"He is the ghost king under the ten Yin Zhengshou. Don't give him a chance to breathe. He will take advantage of his illness to kill him. Otherwise, when he calls his subordinates, ghost generals, and ghost soldiers, you will not be enough for one hundred people to eat!" Zhao Banzi sent a voice to several people.

"You ghost immortal are quite knowledgeable, but it's too late." At this time, the Ghost King's hand was no longer smoking. He reached out and waved a heavy hammer not far away and flew back into his hand. Zhao Banzi's method of transmitting voice had no effect in front of him.

"It seems that he had sent a signal when he roared just now, fight quickly!" Zhu Hanwen shouted in a deep voice.

The other people also reacted when they heard this and each sacrificed magic weapons to attack the Ghost King. At this time, the heavy hammer in the Ghost King's hand seemed to be without weight, and he firmly protected his body in the heavy shadows of the heavy hammer, making the sound of weapons colliding from time to time, and the hammer shadow did not stop at all. Instead, the people who were besieging him were tilted back from time to time, obviously because they were shocked by their huge force.

"It's not a solution to continue like this!" Fan Zhen's forehead was slightly sweaty at this time, and the speed of the handprints was half a beat slower than before. Seeing Zhu Hanwen next to him was even more embarrassed than her, the sweat on his face had begun to drip along his chin. The strength of this Ghost King is really the only one in his life, even his master is much inferior to him.

Just as Fan Zhen was thinking about how to defeat the enemy, Zhu Hanwen, who was beside him, turned a lip to her and compared her mouth. Fan Zhen immediately understood it, flashed back and jumped out of the battle circle, sacrificing the mutton fat jade bottle high, and chanting the Buddha's name. The clean bottle flew into the air and sang the wind, and in a blink of an eye it had turned into a giant bottle more than ten meters high.

The Ghost King was stunned when he saw this giant screen, but thousands of years of combat experience told him that he could not let the other party cast spells. He immediately let out another roar, and his body suddenly became more than ten meters high. The giant hammer in his hand swung his remaining Zhu Hanwen and the other two. All three were blown away by the huge force. The Ghost King could actually master the magical powers of the sky and the earth.

When the Ghost King flew away and wanted to attack Fan Zhen, the giant bottle in the sky slanted slightly, and a flood poured down, staggering the Ghost King's Dharma. Before the Ghost King had stabilized his huge body, a three-headed and six-armed Dharma image had appeared directly below the pouring flood. The nine-toothed rake in his hand rotated rapidly in the flood to stir up a huge vortex. Then the rake scooped in the water, and a huge water dragon rose up in the vortex and rushed straight to the Ghost King's face.

The Ghost King was about to lift the hammer to parry, but the huge water dragon had swallowed him into his mouth. The water dragon's body was full of extremely rapid water flow, and the Ghost King was in it like a doll thrown in a drum washing machine, and the water flow was rotated at a high speed.
Chapter completed!