Chapter 584: Infinite Magical Power, Causing Chaos in the Capital

At night.

The moonlight in the capital is beautiful tonight. A full moon shines in the sky, spreading clear light, and the stars are looming, beautiful like a painting.

However, someone has no intention of appreciating such a beautiful scenery, because she is running for her life.

The speed of Yinsheng Granny is very fast, but she still feels the crisis in her heart. She has a kind of unspeakable fear, takes out an urn, and pretends to throw it.

The sound of the frightened baby can be heard faintly around her, and the speed of her flying becomes faster.

These are the ashes of those ghost babies, and also the lifeblood of these ghosts.

However, the next moment, a voice sounded softly beside her, like the whisper of the god of death, which instantly set off a huge wave in the heart of Yinsheng Granny.

"It seems that you Jingye Division have forgotten what I said before."

That was Zhang Jiuyang's voice!

Obviously, there is no magic power in this voice, but she feels that it seems to be more terrifying than the demon monk's Dafan magic sound.

Without any hesitation, Yinsheng Granny smashed the urn down.

Zhang Jiuyang just watched quietly without stopping, his eyes were extremely cold, calm, and deep like the abyss under the shadow.

With a crisp sound, those ghost babies, who were already extremely violent, suddenly burst into sharp cries, and their murderous spirits increased several times.

Pregnant for ten months, died before birth.

They were already extremely violent, more ferocious than ordinary ghosts, and their only comfort was the urn.

For them, that small urn was their only home in the world.

But at this moment, even this last bit of comfort was gone.

Granny Yinsheng pinched the seal and chanted the spell, and every muscle on her face seemed to be shaking, bearing great pressure.

After smashing the urn, the ghosts were no longer bound. After killing the enemies, they would even kill her, the former spellcaster.

But there was no way, facing Zhang Jiuyang, she had to fight to the death.

In an instant, countless terrifying ghost babies emerged in the darkness, their umbilical cords still hanging on the ground, and some of them even had not fully grown facial features.

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes turned cold, and with just a cursory glance, there were at least hundreds of ghost babies, which also meant the destruction of hundreds of families and the lives of hundreds of mothers.

Not to mention that he was about to become a father, even if he had no children, such a great evil would be killed without mercy.

Roar! !

Hundreds of ghost babies swarmed up and surrounded Zhang Jiuyang, and the terrifying evil spirit and death made the surrounding grass and trees wither and turn yellow.

They rushed to Zhang Jiuyang, and under the moonlight, they surrounded him tightly like a net.

Zhang Jiuyang still did not move.

Seeing this, Yin Sheng's mother-in-law's eyes were happy. If the other party dared to be arrogant, he would probably suffer a great loss today. These ghost babies she personally refined were not that simple.

At this moment, the bell rang.

Zhang Jiuyang had an ancient and mysterious little bell in his hand. The handle was in the shape of a mountain, symbolizing the Three Pure Ones of Taoism. The ancient bell was engraved with the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, and Taoist ancient seals.

Divine Power Emperor Bell!

As soon as the bell sounded, the world changed.

Yin Sheng Po Po's eyes blurred, and the next moment she and Zhang Jiuyang changed positions in an instant. Countless ghost babies bit her body and devoured her.

The four directions above and below are the universe.

The Divine Power of the Emperor Bell involves the avenue of space, which is a bit similar to the star-shifting and star-changing in the Thirty-Six Methods of the Heavenly Gang. Once Zhang Jiuyang performed it, Yin Sheng Po Po was trapped in her own trap.

Suddenly, an extremely miserable cry sounded.

The flesh and blood of Yin Sheng Po Po were being eaten by those ghost babies. She wanted to pinch the seal, but a ghost baby bit off her finger directly.

In the end, she couldn't even scream because a ghost baby bit off her tongue.

Their deaths were more or less related to Yinsheng Granny, and they were controlled by her after death and could not transcend. Naturally, they were extremely resentful of her and wished to eat her flesh and blood alive.

Zhang Jiuyang still watched quietly, with no trace of compassion in his eyes, only coldness.

This was just the beginning.

When Yinsheng Granny was eaten up by these ghost babies, and even her soul was torn into pieces, Zhang Jiuyang uttered Sanskrit sounds, and warm and mellow Buddha light emerged from his body.

Great Brahma Zen Sound!

If the demon monk Shisha was still alive, he would be ashamed of himself and shocked by this scene.

It was also the Great Brahma Zen Sound. Zhang Jiuyang used it as if the Bodhisattva had descended to the world and the Buddha was preaching. The dazzling Buddha light seemed to contain infinite merits, making the surroundings appear like the shadows of falling flowers and golden lotuses on the ground.

The hostility of those ghost babies was quickly washed away, and their hideous and ugly appearance disappeared. They all became white and fat, cute and innocent.

If they could successfully come to the world, these would be their original appearance.

They laughed and played, their figures became fainter and fainter, and finally disappeared into thin air. All of them were sent to the underworld reincarnation by Zhang Jiuyang with his great magic power.

If a Buddhist saw this scene at this moment, he would be shocked.

To convert hundreds of evil ghost babies in one breath, even a great monk would have to spend several days and consume a lot of magic power.

No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

However, Zhang Jiuyang did all this in just a few breaths from beginning to end, just like the arhats and bodhisattvas who walked out of the scriptures, with boundless Buddhist teachings and great magical powers, who could convert thousands of karma with just a word.

After doing all this, he did not stop, but continued to move forward, his figure flashed, and only a few ripples like waves were created in the void.

Like a stone thrown into the center of a lake.

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The corpse driver is dead!

Grandma Yinsheng is dead too!

Under the moonlit night, Fu Guidao, who was trying to escape, was extremely horrified, and the fear of death enveloped his heart.

There was some kind of connection between the four judges. When one of them died, the other three could sense it.

After the first demon monk Shisha died, he had sensed the successive deaths of the corpse driver and Grandma Yinsheng.

The most terrifying thing was that there was not much time between the two people's deaths, only a few breaths.

This meant that Zhang Jiuyang... was coming towards him! !

When he thought of this, he was terrified, but looking at the palace not far away, a glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes.

The palace! As long as he entered the palace, he could live!

The Sizhu would not ignore him, and His Majesty would not ignore him either!

No matter how bold Zhang Jiuyang was, if he dared to force his way into the palace, His Majesty would have to take action no matter how afraid he was of him.

At that time, the national defense formation would be launched together, and with the Sizhu and that person, Zhang Jiuyang would be killed!

The palace was within reach. He was ecstatic and he breathed a sigh of relief. Zhang Jiuyang should not have caught up with him yet.

He survived!

However, the smile on his face froze soon, and he even showed fear and horror.

He found that the palace was within reach, but he could not fly to the palace gate no matter what. He had been flying for a whole quarter of an hour, but he was still within reach.

It seemed that those few short steps were separated by tens of thousands of miles of natural barriers.

Even when he shouted loudly, the soldiers guarding the gate had no response.

It seemed that he had fallen into a lost void.

Not far away, Zhang Jiuyang's eyes were indifferent, and he slowly put away his sword.

Just now, he drew thousands of miles between Fu Guidao and the palace, just like painting, condensing thousands of miles into three inches of brush.

It seems incredible, but it is the power of the Emperor Bell's magical power.

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