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- Chapter 272: Success
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The demonic skills practiced by Hou Qing are very unpredictable and unpredictable. At this moment, it transformed into a wisp of black energy, penetrated from Chen Jianchen's ears, and quickly invaded his soul world¡ª¡ª
"There is no self or form, there is a mind and a demon, you are a stinking scholar, I will see how you die!"
Everyone has inner demons. It can be said that the deeper the cultivation level, the more serious the inner demons. You must pay more attention to them, warm them up and resolve them in order to suppress them; once aroused, they will cause backlash, causing people's minds to become lost and even go crazy. (Church)
In Huzhuang, Suzhou, when helping the vixen Jiao Na to overcome the calamity, Chen Jianchen once struggled with his inner demons: At that time, Jiao Na's inner demons were drawn into Chen Jianchen's body by the demon-guiding sword, and also stirred up his own inner demons. The two merged into one, forming a terrifying ghost and a scene of skeletons all over the ground.
But that time, there was no danger, and it didn¡¯t cause much trouble.
This time, it¡¯s completely different. The intruder is the old Montenegro demon who is best at looking at demons¡ª¡ª
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The black energy broke into the world of soul gods and took shape in a blink of an eye. First it looked like a pitch-black sedan, and then it immediately changed into a huge and unparalleled ghost.
He was dozens of feet tall, with two horns on his head, a face as black as coal, a huge nose pierced with a copper ring, and deep pupils, with red light bursting out from time to time, showing his domineering attitude, as if he could kill Chen Jianchen with a single move of his hand or a single move. His soul felt like it was bursting.
"Roar!"
The ghost hammered its chest with both hands, and raised its head to the sky with a deafening roar. Then it raised its two big palm-leaf fans, and a pair of octagonal pumpkin hammers appeared in its hands.
This pair of hammers is as big as a small mountain. When held in the hand, it has the power to open up the world.
Such a ghost can be called a demon!
Hou Qing did not hesitate to attack with his own soul and strike with all his strength. The demon in Chen Jianchen's heart was provoked at once, and the image of this mighty demon came into being. It was extremely powerful and completely different from the ordinary demons in Chen Jianchen's heart. It was only a subtle temptation, more of a subconscious effect; instead, it exploded directly, using The violent force violently tore apart Chen Jianchen's soul world.
The world is destroyed, people's hearts are dead, and the only remaining body is a walking corpse, with no independent ideology. The latest chapter of the Holy Temple
Roar!
With another loud roar, the demon god's eyes were filled with red light, faintly covered with a layer of green, very penetrating. He waved his hammers, his body still growing, occupying almost half of the space of Chen Jianchen's soul god world.
"You stinking scholar, go to hell for me!"
Phew!
With a hammer blow, a strong wind swept up, shaking the entire soul world. It was almost crumbling, and I was afraid that it would be shattered in the next moment.
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Where the brilliance flashed, a scroll suddenly appeared and settled in the center, like a sea-fixing needle. The originally shaky soul world suddenly stabilized.
"Zhengluantie"!
The scroll hangs vertically and hangs in the air. The words on the paper flicker, and a voice comes out of it. The voice of reading: at first the voice is thin, then the tone gradually increases, and finally it is like a yellow bell, loudly speaking. Every word is like a hammer in the ear, ringing heartbreakingly:
"When a country is about to perish, there must be evildoers; they poison the world, and they pursue them fiercely; they can do nothing, but they worship and destroy them; why should they study the books of sages? With unyielding righteousness, they can slay evil with great audacity; with auspicious auspiciousness and immunity, they can control the house and stabilize the country!"
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In the sound of reading, the image of the upright Confucian scholar in blue clothes appeared from the void, just guarding the door of the heart, and the situation changed in vain.
The dark face of the demon god transformed by Hou Qing seemed to change color: "What?" It vaguely felt that something was wrong, but it couldn't grasp the truth. As it looked around, the movements of its hands involuntarily slowed down.
After reciting the forty-eight words of "Zhengluantie", the scroll roared, and rays of light were stimulated. Each ray of light contained a word. The handwriting is winding, and it seems that each word is perfectly formed, like a Taoist talisman, trailing a long tail.
The talismans were flying, one after another, all aimed towards the Demon God.
"This is¡¡"
The demon suddenly had a bad idea. At this moment, it finally realized that it seemed that it had fallen into a trap and had been caught in a urn
This thought made Hou Qing shocked. He dared to use the black energy to enter his body, and everything went smoothly. It was not that Chen Jianchen was unprepared, but that he deliberately exposed himself so that he could fall into a trap. The temple, especially the blue-shirted scholar, is extraordinary at first sight, and actually carries the aura of a saint.
Chen Jianchen¡¯s soul world is actually guarded by the image of a sage and Confucian. This was beyond Hou Qing¡¯s expectation: How is that possible? Even if the other party is successful in his righteousness, he can definitelyNor can a sage be condensed into a sage. This kind of realm can only appear after at least great achievement. Just like the Taoists who achieve immortality will evolve into the Three Pure Ones; the Buddhist nine-turn golden body will have its own Buddha to protect it
Fantasy, it must be fantasy!
In a hurry, Hou Qing didn't have much room to think, so he could only comfort himself. As for the forty-eight characters in "Zhengluantie", each character is transformed into a talisman and stamped on the body, which is really not good.
"Break it for me!"
It swung its right hand and swung the huge pumpkin hammer to block the character's attack.
Chi!
The sound was soft and weird, and a character hit the pumpkin hammer. Hou Qing felt his heart tremble, as if he was nailed by a nail. It was painful, numb, and itchy. He couldn't help but scream, and his entire body size shrank visibly to the naked eye. When I came down, I seemed to have been squeezed for a while.
what happened?
Hou Qing was shocked. The power of the characters was so weird that it went beyond the scope of understanding. However, it was not allowed to have a chance to breathe. The second and third characters came in lightly, without any chance to dodge, and they landed firmly on it.
Every time a character enters the body, its huge body shrinks in size. The shape is very mysterious and a bit funny.
Hou Qing was shocked and angry. The arrogance just now was forgotten. Knowing that the situation was critical, he had to break away and leave immediately, rush out of Chen Jianchen's soul world, and hide as far away as possible.
"Roar!"
It roared, bared its teeth and claws, and held up a pair of pumpkin hammers. It didn't care about anything and rushed straight to the door of the heart. The only way out was there.
"Get out of here!"
The golden melon hammer suddenly fell down, trying to smash the image of the blue-robed sage into pieces and create a way out.
Peng!
The hammer actually fell into the empty space and hit nothing.
In the dark sky, it can be seen that the image of the saint in blue is right in front, and his posture of standing with his hands behind his back has not changed.
Hou Qing's heart trembled, and he immediately understood that he was on the opponent's home court. Chen Jianchen had the image of a sage and Confucian guarding his heart, and he also had "Zhengluantie" to attack. His innate nature had an absolute advantage and he could produce many transformations, similar to Taoism. The formation layout of France and China.
The trend has been established, close the door and beat the dog.
Chi!
With the twentieth character hit, the demon god who was originally upright has been reduced to several feet tall; at the same time, the strength of his body has also shrunk significantly.
Hou Qing finally showed a horrified look. If things go on like this, the consequences will be disastrous. It will probably be beaten to pieces, and no one will be left alive. At this time, he realized that he had made a huge mistake. It was not a good idea to risk going deep, especially when the other party was already prepared and waiting for him to come to his door
Although there are no swords and guns in the battle between souls and gods, it is far more dangerous than the light and shadow of swords. Unless there is an absolutely overwhelming advantage, the invader will always be at a disadvantage. This principle is the same as seizing a body, it is not so easy to succeed.
What makes Hou Qing especially feel powerless is that because of the image of a saint and Confucian guarding the gate, Chen Jianchen's own inner demons have been suppressed to the point where he cannot raise his head and cannot make trouble at all. Without internal support, Hou Qing's demonic phase is equivalent to a broken arm, the effect is greatly reduced, and the resistance is very fragile.
"What a cunning and stinky scholar. He read the books of sages in vain. It is not the behavior of a gentleman. He actually dares to play tricks"
Hou Qing gritted his teeth while changing his thoughts, and at the same time he did not dare to be slow. He used all his strength, flew his hammers, and chased the image of the sage guarding the door of his heart.
"It's a pity that this is Chen Jianchen's soul world, which has a huge home field advantage. The changes in his heart can only occur in his thoughts and are elusive.
Ahhhh!
Hou Qing's howl turned into a scream. At this time, the demon image he transformed into was only more than ten feet tall, and he was panicking. There are more than ten characters surrounding them, floating, not in a hurry to attack, but patiently waiting for opportunities.
¡°You stinking scholar, if you want to kill me, it¡¯s not that easy!¡±
The demon rolled on the spot, black energy exploded, and transformed back into a pitch-black sedan. His flying speed suddenly accelerated, and he accurately captured the location of the heart gate. He teleported there, and the curtain opened, revealing a large black hand.
The hands are as big as Cattail Fans, with densely scaled skin and densely covered fingers. The shiny black nails are half a foot long, and the five fingers are like claws, grabbing straight at the top of the head of the sage figure.
This grab was extremely powerful and extremely fast, making it impossible to dodge.
Poof!
The claws fell on the statue of Confucianism, and the image immediately shook, as if it had been greatly traumatized, and it was in a daze, as if if it was touched again, it would completely collapse and shatter.
The opportunity has arrived!
Hou Qing was overjoyed and let out a cry, the devilThe claws gathered momentum for a moment, and then they grasped wildly again.
"Break it for me!"
Suddenly, a sigh came out from somewhere, vaguely coming from the mouth of the Confucian statue.
Inexplicably, Hou Qing felt a little nervous. But at this critical moment, I didn't have time to think too much, so I could only use my claws to grab you with all my strength: No matter who you are, crush them all to me!
With a flash of green light, the evil-proofing pen appeared out of thin air in the right hand of the Confucian statue. The gesture was smoothed back, and the sharp tip of the pen was pointed right at the palm of the devil's claw.
"ah!"
Hou Qing let out a shrill scream, the sedan quickly backed up, and the devil's claws had already turned into powder.
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At this time, the last dozen or so characters pounced on the sedan, like gangrene attached to bones, and they all landed on the sedan, on the armrests, on the roof, on the front, back, left and right of the sedan body. The brilliance flowed, and the black sedan was immediately suppressed and motionless.
"I'm not willing to accept it!"
Hou Qing shouted, the black sedan where his ghost resided was a mysterious magic weapon, but it was restrained by the characters and could not even struggle.
Another sigh came out in the void, and the lingering sound lingered. The Confucian statue, which originally had its back to guard the heart gate and whose posture seemed never to change, slowly turned around.
The Confucian statue turned around and accomplished the feat!
"you¡¡"
Hou Qing faced the Confucian statue face to face and let out a terrified scream in disbelief.
boom!
The black sedan exploded out of thin air and turned into a dense mass of black gas
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