Twilight Boundary Chapter 465

Chapter 465 God will kill the plague ghost (third update)

 “Hula…”

The moment he rushed out of the town, he could feel that there seemed to be an indescribable momentum and pressure on his body. The dark wind almost took shape and rolled forward.

Even the mountains and forests outside the town seemed to come alive at this moment, baring their teeth and claws, and fell in front of them one after another.

Looking from a distance, one can clearly see one of the eight grass-headed gods facing the direction in which the flax rushes. It is tall, as if it is higher than the gloomy tree crown outside the town.

He was wearing a night-like black robe, and on his head was a hat made of straw. The silk ribbons hanging down around his body were made of strands of black hair, and at the end of the hair, there were one after another. A head with hair tied together.

Some have black faces, some are pale, with only one head left, hanging like an ornament, but still alive, with their mouths constantly open. They can't make a sound, but it seems like there is something coming from their mouths. out.

  Rushing like electricity, with overwhelming momentum, almost the moment he rushed out of the town, Hu Ma felt that his eyes were blurred, as if he had entered a thick fog.

At this moment, I felt as if I was suddenly overwhelmed by endless evil ghosts. All around my body, my arms were randomly grabbed and bitten, as if they were trying to tear me off the horse.

Everyone seemed to be struck by lightning at this moment. They raised their heads high and saw the stone horse. They saw the horse seemed to be leaping in the air. Immediately there was a tall man wearing armor. A domineering figure holding a ferocious sword in his hand.

The more he rushed towards the direction of the shadow, the more violent the dark wind blew in front of him, as if it was directly poured into his seven orifices and five internal organs, trying to pull out his soul and turn his body into a Empty.

Seeing Hu Ma appear, the maid was obviously startled, as if she never expected that someone would come here.

　　Can't see clearly the face, nor the shadow of the knife. Even the shadow that everyone sees is the reflection cast by the soul.

 “Be bold!”

 Someone used all his strength, trembled, and shouted out loud: "It's... it's the stone horse..."

 “The grass-headed **** protects me…”

The tobacco pipe rod in his mouth slipped down silently: "Kill the eight evil gods of grass head in an instant, you... you..."

But after hearing the maid's scolding, Hu Ma didn't even pay attention to her. A sneer flashed across her face. Master Ma didn't try to hold back his hoof at all, and took advantage of the horse's momentum to wave out the weapon in his hand. Here comes the knife.

"hehe…"

This shout shocked the whole town, whether it was Mr. Sun and others who were waiting for the powerful enemy to attack in the inn, or the people on the altar who saw that the town was infected by the plague and wanted to bless and drive away evil spirits. But the Dharma King could no longer hold on.

And amidst these cheers of surprise, even the big tree covering the entire courtyard in the Zongtan Mansion was trembling, its branches trembling, and the wind all around was shaken by the branches. There seemed to be an old voice full of joy:

 “The stone horse came to life…”

 “Pfft…”

 Whether it is true or illusory, it is difficult to say clearly.

Going straight to this level of **** is equivalent to being infected with eight degenerations. The more you are afraid of illness, the more you will feel fear of the shadow on this level of god. This is a biological instinct that cannot be eliminated by any living being. However, ordinary people The more afraid you are, the more you like this Mr. Ma.

Looking forward carefully, he saw that the shadow of the grass-crowned **** who was about a hundred feet tall and looked down at him from a high position had disappeared. The ghostly mist was lingering, and there was only a kneeling maid in front of the horse's head.

Or maybe it's Miao Shanxiangu who is guarding ten large tanks in the old house of Zongtan, but has been crushed by the pressure from the outside into despair and looks at each other in disbelief.

She was already shocked by the bad smell outside. Seeing that the blessings in these ten large vats were all being exhausted, the things inside would come to life. However, when the shadow appeared, the things in the vat were shocked. , retracted his head instantly, and even the blood that overflowed was retracted.

But Hu Ma didn't even look at what she was doing. He just rode up and slashed forward with his sword. He just heard a "chi" sound. The maid's mouth was still moving, and her body and tablet were connected at the same time. The knife cut it into two pieces.

Endless dark winds, accompanied by the words in their mouths, blew towards the town one after another.

The dismounted horse became even more excited.

 “Ah this…”

 For a moment, the Dharma King on the altar took the lead. He was frightened and filled with excitement, and he knelt down to the shadow from a distance.

The white fan on the other side saw that something was not good and had packed all his belongings. But now he was also touched by the vision above his head. He stood there blankly and just murmured to himself: "A little later, a little later, I won't do it." I'm going to take the lead and kidnap her out..."

The man fell to the ground like a rag bag, and the hot blood splashed out three to four feet and splashed on the broken tablet.

“…Why is your evil spirit stronger than I thought?”

Otherwise, once you look directly at such an existence, your soul will gain weight and be sucked into the other person like a whirlpool, and you will become a little ghost attached to the other person.

Although she looked young, dressed well, and was a servant, at this moment, she shouted harshly, as if she had the majesty of several superiors. She even took out a wooden board in her hand while shouting. , making a gesture of slapping it down on Hu Ma's head.

The newly-baked Ghost Head Sword was craving for something, but when Hu Ma swung it casually, it was filled with evil energy.

 A guest in the hall.

Ordinary people facing the evil wind blowing from this god's throne, even those who watch the New Year's Eve, will also suffer from illness and fainting. The body seems to have had its bones removed, and it is difficult to support it. However, in the huge shadow, high up, it seems that there is Endless pressure, forcing people to kneel on the ground.

"Crack..." The Dharma Appearance was originally a nothingness, just an illusion born from the vibration of the soul, but at this moment, it showed its fierce look, directly pulling the ghost figure, stuffing it into his mouth and chewing it.

Even Lao Baanpan, who was squatting on the steps of the inn, was suddenly frightened by this majesty and almost fell to the ground.

It is not the wild way worshiped by the Yiqian Sect, but the real deity who has been canonized by the Yi Dynasty and has enjoyed countless incense and worship.

The maid was finally frightened by this fierce scene, she screamed loudly, faced the sharp blade, her face suddenly changed, and she stamped her feet repeatedly. She was a ghost in the house, and she could borrow the power of the grass-headed **** to take the knife for herself.

Now we are in Shima Town, plague ghosts are causing trouble, and we are in despair and misery. Then, what is the person who suddenly appears to help the people kill the plague ghosts, but not the legendary divine general?

 The leader of Yiqian Cult, Miaoshan Fairy, did not believe that the stone horse could come back to life.

 “Whoops!”

 However, they felt the majesty and domineering power contained in this shadow, but they were frightened by it for a moment.

The four pillars of incense around him also reacted. The smoke on the pillars suddenly surged and wrapped around it like a snake. It seemed to have turned into a vague ghost, trying to push Hu Ma off the horse, but it was useless. Instead, He was grabbed by Hu Ma Dharma Minister and pulled over.

The green face is fanged, the eyes are fierce, the arrogance is beyond words, and the fierce look screams at the gods.

The great and mighty Tiangong General Seal, calling on gods and scolding ghosts, disrespecting the throne of God, is not oppressed by this personality at all.

The Eight-parted Bad Qi that blew into Shima Town immediately lost one breath. The people in this town, who had been affected by the Caotou Eight-Defined God, seemed to be trapped in a desperate and painful nightmare.

But Hu Ma, who rushed out of the town, faced the tall black shadow, but only narrowed his eyes, roared with rage, and his soul energy surged out from his seven orifices, vaguely forming a tall shadow above his head. .

There seemed to be a talisman light beside the maid, but it was useless.

She was really not afraid, she just felt like she was knocked out of her head by the flax, her face was full of displeasure, and the wooden board she was holding in her hand hit the horse's head and knocked it down, as if she was going to knock down both the man and the horse.

In his daze, he seemed to see a plague ghost and evil **** above this town, laughing ferociously and jumping around, spreading disaster and pain to the world.

Ordinary people do not have the ability to directly see ghosts and gods, but they can sense them under certain circumstances, and then weave corresponding images in their own eyes. The moment Huma killed the diseased **** with a sword, he was also immediately killed. They sensed it.

 So, they also saw a figure riding a tall horse, wielding a sword to kill the plague ghost.

What about the guests in the hall?

I am on the high platform, ghosts and gods must respect me!

The dark wind that blew over him seemed to be directly absorbed by his Dharma. Instead of being blown away, it actually invigorated his soul and became more focused.

 In front of the gods in this hall, mortals can only kowtow.

“But, but who would have thought that the Yiqian Sect and the Yiqian Sect would actually have such great luck, that even the stone horses in this town would come to life, carrying gods on their backs, to protect the Dharma Festival?”

But after only a slight pause, he stood up, still holding the tablet in his hand, but already sternly scolded Hu Ma: "Where is the rebel, so bold, that he dares to attack the Caotou God?"

“It's the general who killed the plague ghost… who came back on a stone horse…”

She was dressed in green clothes, holding a tablet in her hand, and four pillars of coarse incense were burning beside her.

He could no longer see anything, and he didn't know where he was. He could only feel that the world was spinning, and his soul was scattered. But at the same moment, he suddenly let out a sharp roar, bit his tongue, and sprayed out a blood-yang arrow. In an instant, , suddenly the Yin Qi melted, and the billowing mist shattered.

The whole town seemed to be silent for a moment. The frightened people looked at the horse, the figure on the horse, and the ghost figure that was chopped off on the horse. Suddenly, their hearts trembled slightly, and they vaguely remembered something.

Feeling the strange danger and overwhelming power ahead, all four of its hooves were about to fly away.

There was even a hand that stretched out from the vat, quietly picked up a hairpin that had just been thrown out, and quickly put it back into the vat.

 “Young master, he is really back...”

It's really not good to leave off the previous chapter, so let's add an update!

 (End of this chapter)

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