A New Character Every Month

"No matter who the murderer is, all of you must be buried with my son!"

A majestic voice came from the black cloud.

"kill!!!"

The ghostly soldiers and generals, full of gloomy spirit, fell from the black clouds and killed everyone in the stands.

"How...how could this be..."

Jack muttered to himself.

He couldn't figure it out. A moment ago, he was still thinking about how to get more benefits from the presiding judge.

At the next moment, a group of sudden monsters easily killed the presiding judge, shattering his fantasy.

Don't say anything good now, I'm afraid survival is a luxury.

The soldiers who stayed in the stands collided with the ghost soldiers and ghost generals first.

Compared with the closely coordinated ghosts, it looks like an army.

After losing the presiding judge who was the highest combat power, these fighters who had lost most of their fighting spirit and only knew how to fight alone soon fell into a disadvantage and were quickly defeated.

After killing several ghost soldiers, Jack glanced at his comrades who were fighting, turned around and prepared to flee.

Compared with waiting to die here, there may be a chance of escaping.

"Amitabha, where is the donor going?"

A familiar voice came from behind.

Chapter 150 IX The Palm Technique That Falls From the Sky

Jack turned his head back, with a look of horror on his face: "Fahai, you...are you not poisoned?"

"It's just some heretics who can't stand on the table, how can I be fooled?"

Lin Zian looked at him with bright eyes, and said calmly.

"But you were obviously poisoned just now."

Jack took two steps back, shaking his head.

"That's just cheating on you."

The corners of Lin Zi'an's mouth curled up, and he said with a smile: "You have exposed too many lies, and your methods are too clumsy. I have taken great pains to pretend to be poisoned."

"Impossible, since you found out a long time ago, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Jack looked stunned, took a few steps back again, and came to the next exit.

Lin Zian asked, "Why did the benefactor step back?"

Jack looked a little panicked: "What are you talking about, I don't understand what you mean."

"Amitabha."

Lin Zian's figure turned into an afterimage, and he came to Jack's side in an instant, clapping his palm.

"you......"

Jack's eyes widened immediately, and before he could react, he felt a heavy blow to his abdomen, spit out a mouthful of scorching blood, flew out like a shrimp for more than ten meters, smashed several chairs, and fell to the ground hard.

"Where did this man come from?"

"Where he came from, didn't you hear what the general said, kill them all!"

Seeing Jack falling from the sky, the ghost soldiers next to him looked stunned for a moment, but they quickly reacted, picked up their weapons and killed him.

"A group of miscellaneous fish dare to attack me?"

As a second-level ability user, Jack naturally couldn't sit still. Although he still had severe pain in his abdomen, it didn't affect his combat power.

But just when he controlled his hands and feet and wanted to stand up, he was horrified to find that his hands and feet seemed to have lost consciousness, and he could only feel pain, but could not move.

"Do not."

Seeing the ghost soldier grinning at him, Jack quickly said in shock: "Fahai, what did you do to me?"

"The benefactor is too murderous, this seat is only giving a small punishment."

Lin Zian said calmly, regardless of Jack's screams, he raised his head and looked at the black clouds above.

A coercion invisible to the naked eye emerged from his body, but all the ghost soldiers and ghost generals who were ten meters away from him couldn't help being startled, and then turned around and killed to other places.

Whether it is a human or a ghost, the deepest part of their instinct is to survive.

Under the condition of not violating the order, no one would think of coming to die.

"Yang batian."

Lin Zian thought about it, thinking of the five ghosts he killed a few hours ago.

Four of them were guard-like ghosts, and the last one seemed to be called the Major General.

"So, now the younger ones are beaten, and the older ones come?"

"But isn't this speed too fast?"

Lin Zian frowned. The fact that the Ark Doomsday Bunker existed for such a long time proved that its concealment measures should be well done.

He also knows his own methods. Although he does not hide his body in the city, once someone is watching, he can easily be spotted by him.

After leaving the city, he deliberately hid his figure, and then came to the Ark Doomsday Bunker.

So it is impossible to follow him.

Then how did the other party find this place?

Lin Zian thought for a while, then suddenly closed his eyes and turned on his inner vision.

"Ksitigarbha Dharma Eye, Prajna Ba Maco!"

He searched carefully, and soon found an inconspicuous mark.

"Positioning imprint?"

Lin Zi'an suddenly realized in his heart.

This mark should have been attached to him after the death of the major general.

The shortcoming of this imprint is obvious, it can only last about a day at most, and it can only confirm a rough range, and cannot get a specific location.

But the advantages are more obvious, and the concealment is extremely high. Even if it is him, if he does not search carefully, he will not be able to find it.

"Purge!"

A little Buddha's light surged on Lin Zi'an's body.

With a creak, the imprint turned into nothingness.

As if sensing that the mark had been removed, an eight-foot-tall ghost king, wearing black ghost armor and holding a Fang Tian painted halberd, appeared from the black cloud.

"This general has set up a net here, no matter who you are or how strong you are, you will be buried with my son today!"

Yang Batian's gaze was like a torch, and he swept straight down to the stands below, searching for suspicious targets.

Suddenly, the movement froze and stopped in front of the stands.

There was only one person standing there in a radius of ten meters, a well-known monk in white, looking towards him.

Looking at the other party's calm expression, Yang Batian seemed to understand something, and said angrily: "It's you?"

"Amitabha."

Lin Zian put his palms together, and his whole body floated up: "Although the benefactor has turned into a ghost, he was originally a human being. Why do we need to kill everyone?"

Yang Batian snorted coldly and said: "Ghosts kill people and ghosts, it's the nature of the world. The weak are not qualified to survive in this world, let alone the group of barbarians below."

As he said that, his face changed, and he said sharply: "You haven't answered the general's question, but you are the one who killed my son?"

"No."

Lin Zian shook his head slightly.

Yang Batian's expression froze, before he could speak, Lin Zi'an's voice came again: "I am just sending him to the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss, that is pleasure, how can it be called killing?"

"Monk, pay for killing ghosts!"

Yang Batian waved Fang Tian's painted halberd, pointed at Lin Zi'an and said, "Today next year will be your death day!"

Call ~

A cloudy wind blew up.

The huge black cloud in the sky was absorbed by Yang Batian today.

Accompanied by a terrifying howl, his figure instantly increased, turning into a body of a god and demon that was hundreds of feet tall.

Boom! ! !

Fang Tian's painted halberd was waved by Yang Batian casually, and countless boulders fell from the top.

The number of people below who had already been killed by ghost soldiers and generals had been reduced by more than half again.

"Amitabha."

Whenever the huge boulder fell beside Lin Zian, it seemed to be changed by an invisible hand and slid to another place.

Lin Zian glanced at the screaming crowd below, but didn't care.

It's true that he likes to save people, but he's not the Virgin.

It might be a good thing for a group of pleasure-seekers like the one down here to die.

If they are allowed to live, once they become leaders or high-level leaders of those human organizations that are building new homes outside, they will harm many people.

"Monk, die!"

Yang Batian yelled, and brandished Fang Tian's painted halberd to chop at Lin Zian.

As a general, he knows that a lion needs to use all his strength to fight a rabbit, not to mention the monk in front of him whose strength he doesn't understand, he is determined to kill with one blow.