Chapter 255 The Ghost Buddha Appears

Zhang Ziyu's action frightened everyone instantly. They thought that the Taiping Sect had some tricks up its sleeve, so they held their weapons tightly.

But those who were careful suddenly found that a short black banner was spinning in front of Zhang Ziyu, and a black halo was also emitted from it. Soldiers rushed out from it and killed the ghosts.

"Masters, cooperate to kill the enemy. Soldiers are driven by my Five Ghosts Moving Method. Don't worry."

So it's your uncle!

Many people started to curse in their hearts. Is this your Maoshan Five Ghosts Moving Method?

You stretch out your fingers and tell me how many five there are?

Although they felt pain in their hearts, they were relieved unconsciously. Zhang Ziyu used three methods to kill no less than two or three hundred ghosts in an instant, including many fierce ghosts.

And now there are soldiers blocking, and the pressure on everyone can't help but be greatly reduced.

Although Zhang Ziyu's strength was mostly wandering souls when he first captured the soldiers, he has been nurturing for several months, and has occasionally fed them with incense and spirit.

At this time, the first-tier monsters, the ghost messenger, the twin ghosts, and Chu Renmei are close to the ninth level of foundation building. The five ghosts are slightly worse, but they also have the strength of the seventh or eighth level of foundation building, and they are all late-stage evil spirits.

There are also many soldiers who have become stronger, so they are very fierce when they rush to kill.

"Devouring them."

Zhang Ziyu's eyes condensed, and he directly asked his Hundred Ghosts to start devouring and feeding the Hundred Ghost Banner.

The ghost energy here is rich, and there are many evil ghosts, which is just right as nutrients.

Uncle Jiu frowned slightly. It was the first time he saw his nephew using the Hundred Ghost Banner like this. He didn't expect it to be so fierce.

However, he did not say anything to stop him, but accelerated the speed of killing those ghosts.

He believed that his nephew could grasp the scale and not be infected by those ghosts and become like those ghost controllers.

"Kill that little Taoist priest."

The Red Ghost King panicked when he saw Zhang Ziyu killing people everywhere, because if he continued like this, the evil ghosts would soon be slaughtered and the ghosts would be exhausted. Then the ghost kings would become the food on the plate.

"You don't take me seriously."

Zhan Xing cut off the sleeve of the Red Ghost King with a sword, snorted coldly, and suddenly spit out an orange-red flame from his mouth, rolling straight towards the other party.

The Red Ghost King's face changed, and he wanted to dodge, but it was not so easy. He was directly hit by the flame and flew away. Half of his face was burned and melted, becoming more and more terrifying.

On the other side, Zhang Zhanwu and the others saw Zhang Ziyu showing his power, and they couldn't help but cheer in their hearts. They also secretly competed with each other, not wanting to let the younger generation out, so they immediately put out twelve points of strength.

Zhang Zhanwu cut off one arm of the headless ghost, and Master Yijie also used a ten thousand character seal to knock the green-faced ghost king away.

Lightning Thunder Fist!

Ghost claws cover the sky!

Shi Jian saw that everyone had the upper hand, so he was naturally anxious. He released lightning without spiritual power, and broke several layers of ghost energy of Ning Yishan, the half-ghost scholar.

However, Ning Yishan had already made up his mind to die today, so he would never let Shi Jian have the upper hand. He actually pressed Shi Jian with a ghost claw that was four or five feet in size.

For a while, there was a rumble, and the air wave blew away countless fallen leaves and dust.

Zhang Ziyu glanced at it and saw that they were still fighting. In a short time, he had killed five or six hundred ghosts. Seeing that the evil ghosts were gradually becoming sparse, Zhang Ziyu said: "Uncle, I will help my uncle to kill the leader."

"Okay"

Uncle Jiu nodded, and Zhang Ziyu's golden figure was about to flash to Shi Jian's side.

"Amitabha, little donor, this can't be rushed."

Zhang Ziyu's figure was actually stopped by someone, and among the hundreds of ghosts, a burly old monk wearing a black cassock appeared.

The old monk looked extremely ugly, with no eyebrows and a bald head, and there were black runes on his bald head.

He looked compassionate, but there was another extremely cold aura on his body, which was terribly oppressive.

"Who are you?"

"Nameless person, if you are willing, just call me Ghost Buddha Lechen."

Zhang Ziyu's pupils shrank, and he became more alert. He felt the pressure from the old monk.

"Master, please leave here immediately, otherwise it will be dangerous."

"Why pretend not to know, little donor."

Ghost Buddha laughed, and Zhang Ziyu instantly sent 36 Ten Thousand Bone Swords to Ghost Buddha, some from top to bottom, some flew out from behind him with his cover, and some even rushed out from the ground.

There was also thunder magic on the Ten Thousand Bone Swords, and Zhang Ziyu didn't care about the life and death of this Ghost Buddha, and at the same time controlled the Ten Thousand Bone Swords to form a small-scale sword formation in the air.

"Ten Thousand Thunders."

The Thunderbird Ring in Zhang Ziyu's hand lit up, and then he launched the thunder magic.

"Boom boom"

The lightning descended and struck the ghost Buddha fiercely, and the Ten Thousand Bone Sword was also going to kill the ghost Buddha on the spot.

"Clang!"

However, at this moment, the Ten Thousand Bone Sword actually made a clanging sound in the lightning.

The lightning dissipated, and the monk's body surface actually rose with a black aura, just like Zhang Ziyu, but what was even more terrifying was that there were two monsters condensed by black air standing beside him, one was a Yaksha with a dark and ferocious face holding a steel fork, and the other was a red-faced evil ghost with a round head and only one eye, about ten feet tall.

These two monsters looked like ghosts but not ghosts. Zhang Ziyu looked at them and they were very similar to the Dragon Elephant King Kong.

"Do you feel familiar, young Taoist priest?"

The ghost Buddha asked cordially, as if he had seen an acquaintance.

"Hua La La"

Zhang Ziyu's flying zombie chain appeared beside him, staring at the ghost Buddha and said, "Master, what a trick, could it be the method of the dragon-elephant golden body?"

"Yes, I got two volumes of the dragon-elephant golden body back then, and I worked hard to cultivate my physical body. My cultivation was not bad, but the heaven was unfair, and my spiritual energy was not obvious, making it more and more difficult to make progress."

The ghost Buddha told the story slowly, but the Yaksha and the red-faced evil ghost were always guarding him.

In the distance, Uncle Jiu wanted to come over, but the jade bone sword in his hand had already arrived first, with a hot golden light, trying to cut down the ghost Buddha in one step.

The ghost Buddha smiled without saying a word, picked up a flower in his hand, pointed out with one finger, and suddenly a ghost energy rushed out and hit the jade bone sword directly.

The golden light broke, the jade bone sword cracked, and it pierced the ground with a puff.

"Good talent, but it's still a little time away. Maoshan is really full of talents."

The ghost Buddha's understated method shocked many people. You know, Uncle Jiu is a spiritual cultivator, but he didn't expect to be stopped with one finger.

Zhang Ziyu's heart sank. This old guy was at least at the same level as Han Qing and the others. He was in the late stage of soul refining and even more powerful.

"Ghost den, get up."

The ghost Buddha suddenly chanted, and the Yaksha and the red-faced evil ghost immediately emitted black air. The black air condensed and swallowed a lot of ghost energy outside. Soon, a barrier enveloped Zhang Ziyu and the ghost Buddha.

Everything happened in a flash, and Zhang Ziyu did not expect that he was trapped in the ghost den of the ghost Buddha.

This was undoubtedly a ghost den isolated from the outside. Zhang Ziyu's heart sank. He might run away.

The ghost den could not stop Zhang Ziyu from entering the monster ranch, but this ghost Buddha was powerful. He could leave, but Uncle Jiu and the others outside would be in danger.

"No one will disturb us now."

The ghost Buddha put his hands together, then looked at Zhang Ziyu and said, "Little Taoist priest, are you willing to exchange the first volume of the dragon elephant golden body for the second and third volumes in my hand?"