I'm invincible when I hang up / ghosts

Xiao Liuzi looked solemn, and slapped his chest: "For brother's side, big brother's business is my business and old Wang's business, there's nothing wrong with you old man!"

I looked at Xiaoliuzi speechlessly for a while: "You kid has learned a lot of Yangjian dialect in recent years, do you want me to double-click 666 for you?"

"How can it be?" Xiao Liuzi chuckled, "Brother, just tell me, how can I support you."

I squinted my eyes and smiled. I actually thought about the specific arrangement before I came down, and I didn't hide it, so I told Xiao Liuzi all about it.

After listening, Xiao Liuzi shook her head sympathetically and sighed: "The upper class in Fucheng should cry now."

I shrugged my shoulders: "Tigers don't kill cats, he treats me as critically ill, these are the prices, the price of suppressing the Yu family!"

"What about Long Teng?" Xiao Liuzi asked.

I said: "Damn, cripple, and collapse!"

Xiao Liuzi grinned cheaply: "This rhythm is awesome."

After finishing the arrangements, I didn't delay too much, got up and said to Xiao Liuzi: "Remember to let the brothers listen to my yellow sign order tomorrow night, once the yellow sign comes out, all ghosts will come out."

After I finished speaking, I left Liu's mansion, and I didn't look for anyone else, I went straight to the Cliff of Resurrection.

Chapter 872

Looking at the dilapidated underworld along the way, it was indescribably bleak.

I frowned, speaking from the bottom of my heart, seeing the underworld like this is still quite uncomfortable, and at the same time, I was also a little puzzled, what happened to the so-called Yin-Yang catastrophe to shake the underworld into such a state.

As far as the prefecture is now, it is estimated that it was a miserable victory at that time.

Before I knew it, I arrived at the cliff of resurgence, and there was no ghost to stop me. I walked directly on the road of resurgence. With a thought, the magical power turned into dark light and rippled from the bottom of my feet, killing all the ghosts on the road of resurgence. startle away.

The closer I got to the Sun-returning vortex, my heart gradually lifted, and I couldn't help but think of the big golden hand that I met when I returned to the world from the Yang-returning vortex.

This time, if he enters the Yang-returning vortex again, will he meet that golden hand again?

The last time I was lucky, the power of my previous life was inexplicably activated, and then I drove away the golden hand, but this time?

With the power of that golden hand, without the help of the power of the previous life, my end must be miserable, or I will definitely be out of my wits!

With anxiety in his chest, the mist of Yin Qi in front of him slowly parted, revealing the vortex of returning to Yang not far away.

I hesitated for a moment, gritted my teeth, and stepped into the Sun Returning whirlpool.

hum!

The darkness suddenly fell in front of my eyes, and the sky was spinning for a while. At the same time, I felt a strong force dragging me up quickly, and the whistling wind sounded in my ears.

I tried to open my eyes wide, trying to see the surrounding situation clearly, but it was still pitch black in the sun vortex, and I couldn't see anything clearly, even if I used the magic power, I couldn't get anything.

Before I knew it, I felt the sound of the wind in my ears gradually diminishing, and at the same time, the feeling of spinning around caused by the rapid ascent also disappeared.

coming!

I held my breath suddenly, suppressed my palpitations, and looked around.

Damn, can't see anything!

hum!

Suddenly, a golden light lit up in the distance. When the golden light first appeared, it was very weak, but in less than a second, the golden light was like the rising sun. .

I stared at the golden light in the distance, squinted my eyes, and saw that the golden light became brighter and brighter, and finally covered all my sight, and the dark sun-returning vortex became like an ocean of golden light.

At the same time, an indescribable fear crazily swept through my whole body.

This feeling, as if suddenly threw me into the vast ocean.

Although there is no real danger, that small fear is like a big hand tightly strangling my throat.

This time, what will it be?

As soon as the thought came up, ripples rippled in the center of the golden light in the distance, spreading in all directions.

I clenched my hands tightly, and the demonic power turned into a glimmer of light, rippling out of my body, but at this moment, the demonic power couldn't give me any sense of security.

I even feel that a single ripple of the golden light in the sky can easily collapse all my magical powers.

call……

In a trance, a gust of wind blows.

I was trembling all over, and my skin was getting goosebumps. In my sight, a figure loomed in the center of the rippling golden light.

The figure quickly became clear, shining golden light, as if cast from gold.

In just a second, the figure became completely clear, and I stared at the golden figure with rounded eyes: "He, monk?"

The figure in the golden light is clearly a monk wearing cassock.

The monk stepped into the void, wore cassock, clasped his hands, looked at me kindly, with a warm smile on his lips, his whole body was covered by golden light, like a golden Buddha.

"Who are you?" I gritted my teeth and asked, I don't know why, this monk is obviously very kind, but it gives me a sense of oppression like a mountain.

Just kidding, the monk who can appear in the vortex of returning to the sun, can he be an ordinary monk?

"Amitabha!" In the distance, the monk in the golden light of the ocean smiled slightly, clasped his hands together and nodded slightly to me, "Not bad, not bad."

nice what?

I was completely dumbfounded at the time, what is the purpose of this monk's appearance?

Suddenly, I was shocked. Could it be possible that the golden hand that appeared last time was cast by this monk?

My scalp is numb, if that big golden hand has something to do with this monk, then when the deity comes out today, I will be finished!

"You, who are you?" I asked.

The monk in the golden light in the distance didn't answer immediately, but just looked at me and kept smiling. To be honest, at first glance, I felt that this monk was a bit of a fool.

But I can't even laugh at all!

The strength of this monk is absolutely [-] blocks away from me!

In the vortex of returning to the sun, there was a dead silence.

The originally pitch-black environment was filled with golden light, and the invisible pressure climbed rapidly like a rocket.

At that time, I was looked at by the monk with a smile. My whole body was numb. I really wanted to get out of the Yang-returning vortex, but I couldn’t die. I didn’t understand the working principle of the Yang-returning vortex. The Yang-returning vortex is automatically sucked back into the Yang world.

At that time, my special mother was like fish on the chopping board, waiting for the monk to drop the knife every minute.

After about five seconds, the monk in Wang Yang's golden light smiled slightly and said, "You don't need to know who the poor monk is, you just need to know what you are going to do, go back to the world."

boom!

As soon as the words fell, the monk in the distance suddenly stretched out his right hand, spread his palm and raised it suddenly.

With such a simple movement, the golden light flooding in all directions seemed to be attracted, and quietly converged towards the monk's right hand, forming a huge golden hand with a size of [-] meters.

"The hand from last time was you!"

At that time, I wanted to cry to death. Is this mother trying to play me to death?

rumbling...

As soon as the [-]-meter huge golden hand appeared, it seemed like a magic trick, and it appeared at my feet with a roar, and it seemed to be slow but it was pushing towards me quickly.

This feeling, I'm like the Monkey King who couldn't escape the palm of the Tathagata Buddha back then.

No matter which direction you flee, there is always a sense of powerlessness that you will be hit by this slap.

"Past life, past life, come out soon!" I frantically exploded with magical power, trying to resist this golden hand.

But the strange thing is, at this moment, my magical power is like a frightened quail, unable to display it at all!

As soon as the demonic gloom rippled out half a meter from my body, it dissipated in the air without a sound.

suppressed!

Desperate is like being thrown into the bottomless abyss.

However, the power of my previous life has never exploded.

Boom!

The [-]-meter huge golden hand slapped my feet, my mind went blank, and my vision suddenly darkened.

boom!

There was a muffled sound in my ears, and I opened my eyes suddenly, only to find that I had already returned to the bedroom of Yujia Villa.

I hurriedly sat up and touched my whole body, but there was no scar.

But my whole body was already drenched with sweat.

"What happened just now?" I sat on the bed blankly, the scene just now was too terrifying.

Who is that monk, and why I have magical powers added to my body, but when I face him, I have no resistance at all, and I am directly suppressed.

If the big golden hand belonged to that monk last time, why didn't the deity appear this time, but didn't kill me?

My mind was in a mess. Suddenly, the door opened and Monk Sanjie walked in. When he saw that I was sweating profusely, he frowned: "What happened to the Underworld?"

Chapter 873 Theoretically Non-existent Monk

I was shocked, got up in a hurry, and grabbed the shoulder of the monk Sanjie: "Sanjie, tell me, who of you Buddhist monks has the ability to enter the vortex and interfere with the vortex?"

I really don't understand Buddhism.

At this time, I can only ask Monk Sanjie.

The monk I met in the whirlpool of Huanyang must have been from the Buddhist sect, and if it was the Buddhist sect who got the eminent monk, the monk Sanjie must know.

Contrary to what you understand, in fact, in our yin and yang industry, the Taoists and yin and yang ghost hunters really play a dominant role. As for the Buddhist sect, they only cultivate their minds and rarely show their faces in the world.

Fozong is, at least for me, a difficult mystery to wade into.

Monk Sanjie was taken aback by my reaction, my mind was in a mess, and I yelled: "Speak, which monk in the Buddhist sect can interfere with the vortex of returning to the sun, or an evil monk will do!"

Monk Sanjie shook his head blankly, and said with some horror: "What nonsense are you talking about? The vortex of returning to yang is the channel connecting the two worlds of yin and yang. Who can interfere with the Buddhist sect? Even the eminent monks can't interfere."

I was stunned at the time, and I slumped on the bed, damn it, if the Buddhist monks couldn't interfere with the Yang-returning vortex, then who was the monk I met in the Yang-returning vortex?

Seeing me in a daze, Monk Sanjie patted my shoulder: "What did you encounter in the Huanyang whirlpool?"

I shook my head, and asked with some reluctance: "If you think about it carefully, is there really no one in the Buddhist sect who can interfere with the Sun-returning vortex?"

Monk Sanjie bowed his head and pondered for more than a dozen seconds, then shook his head helplessly: "No, there are many Buddhist sects who can enter the vortex of returning yang, but interference is far from enough."

Fuck it!

I scratched my hair vigorously, anyone can do it by entering the Yang-returning vortex, as long as they overcome the temptation of the wild ghosts on the road to the soul-returning, and step into the Yang-returning vortex, they can return to Yang.

What I'm asking is interference!

I took a deep breath: "Can you help me ask your Buddhist seniors, is there anyone who can interfere with the Sun-returning vortex?"

Monk Sanjie frowned: "Did you meet an eminent monk who can interfere with the vortex?"

I nodded, followed by shaking my head: "It's a monk, but I'm not sure if it's from your Buddhist sect."

"Monk?" Monk Sanjie gasped in surprise, "The poor monk will help you ask."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked outside, taking out his mobile phone at the same time.

Looking at his back, my breath became short of breath. It is not a trivial matter to interfere with the monk who is returning to the vortex of Yang!

Just like the monk Sanjie said, the vortex of returning to yang is a channel connecting the two realms of yin and yang. It has existed for thousands of years, and its stability must not be mentioned. It is theoretically impossible for people who can interfere with the vortex of returning to yang to exist.

Because the Sun-returning vortex can't even be said to be in charge of the underworld, the Yang-returning vortex just exists, and then the underworld pulls a thread to create a soul-returning road, connecting the Yang-returning vortex.

At that time, my whole body had the urge to go crazy. If it were you, it would probably be the same as me.

Think about it, a monk who should not exist in theory met me in the vortex of returning to the sun, and said a few inexplicable words, but you couldn't resist him, don't you feel panicked?

It felt as if I was an ant, and that monk was alone. If he wanted to kill me, he only needed to slap me.

This kind of situation happened once, so next time I go to the underworld and return to Yangjian, will it happen again?

This is like a ticking time bomb hidden in the vortex of returning to the sun. If I don't fully understand it, it will always be like a sharp sword on my throat.