I practiced with a cheat

Boom!

Two palm thunders containing pure Yang power burst out from Zhou Heng's hands, like two long snakes wrapped in golden lightning, wandering in the void, and blasting towards the "king" in front of the central throne.

Wherever the lightning passed, the pure Yang power surged, the sound of thunder roared, making the Yin spirits tremble and the ghosts terrified.

The eight-grade ghosts who had just survived the pure Yang golden light had no room to resist the impact of the lightning, and were immediately wiped out.

And this was just the aftermath of the palm thunder.

After Zhou Heng practiced the Pure Yang Pill Sutra, he further stimulated the power of the pure Yang body. When he used the palm thunder, he brought the pure Yang power, and his restraint on ghosts was greatly improved again.

For him now, as long as he has not really reached the sixth grade level, he can kill any ghost!

"Form a formation!"

"Protect the king!"

The dozen or so ghosts in tattered armor were all seventh-grade, and many were even equivalent to the peak of the seventh-grade.

When they moved, there was a subtle interweaving of the laws of heaven and earth.

Layers of ghost energy condensed into Yin Sha, forming a thick purple-black mist.

This purple-black mist kept surging and expanding, and soon spread out, covering them and the "king" in front of the central throne, trying to resist the palm thunder cast by Zhou Heng.

Boom! !

Two thunders suddenly hit the violently surging purple-black mist, and almost instantly penetrated the surface, causing golden lightning to flash in the layers of purple-black mist.

At the same time, Zhou Heng moved again. The palm he had just cast the palm thunder on clenched his fist again, and the burning golden flames on his body suddenly surged and soared into the sky, and actually condensed a golden arm over three feet long and a huge golden fist on his head.

Buzz! !

The purple-black mist trembled and vibrated, trying to spread outward, blocking the two palm thunders containing pure yang power.

But these two palm thunders are Taoist methods for destroying ghosts, and now there is the bonus of pure yang power. Zhou Heng himself also has a basic attribute of +2 special attack against Yin spirits. When attacking ghosts, he enjoys too many bonuses.

So!

Boom!

With a loud bang, the dying purple-black mist was unable to resist the two palm thunders at all, and was eventually penetrated by them.

The dazzling golden light suddenly surged, crushing the remaining purple-black mist, and at the same time fell on the bodies of the dozen or so seventh-grade ghosts, and most of them were split into ashes on the spot.

The body and soul are destroyed!

Chen Yingyu, the "Si Ming" standing behind Zhou Heng, was stunned, looking at the figure in front of him who was shrouded in golden light in disbelief.

Too strong!

Really too strong! !

Is this really an eighth-grade warrior? What were those two lightning bolts just now? Taoism? ?

Too powerful!

She knew very well how powerful those ghosts in broken armor were.

Even if some of them were only equivalent to ordinary seventh-grade warriors, they could even be comparable to the peak of the seventh grade with the unique strange abilities of ghosts.

This is the disadvantage that people must face when facing ghosts.

Chen Yingyu was injured by ghosts because of this and could only escape and hide.

But the "Emperor Ziwei" in front of him actually killed more than half of them in an instant, and killed them completely!

This is a ghost!

It's a seventh-grade ghost! !

For humans, the most terrifying thing about ghosts is that they are almost immortal, and they can be resurrected even if they are seriously injured.

But now, all this seems to have lost its effect in front of the "Emperor Ziwei".

There is actually such an eighth-grade warrior in the world.

It's really incredible!

At this time, Chen Yingyu's panic had completely disappeared, and the look she gave Zhou Heng was full of shock and...reverence.

When the light of the palm thunder dissipated.

Except for the tall figure in front of the central throne, there were only five ghosts left standing, all of them were ghosts equivalent to the peak of the seventh rank.

However, even if they were not destroyed by the palm thunder, their bodies were all charred and smoked. The originally broken armor was only an empty shell, revealing the skinny body.

"Ah ah! Human, you are looking for death!"

"Go to hell!"

The remaining five ghosts were extremely angry, and purple-black mist came out of their seven orifices, and the gloomy and cold breath filled the cave in an instant.

However, this was of no use.

At the same time as the five-fingered ghosts exploded, Zhou Heng's golden arm and fist that he had just condensed suddenly smashed down.

Three styles of golden light!

Grip the golden hammer!

Boom!

The golden fist fell, and the air was directly smashed, causing heavy air waves, cracking the walls of the surrounding caves, shaking the upper ground, and cracks appeared.

The golden fist seemed to condense a layer of strong wind, with unparalleled power, just like the nine heavens gods lowered their golden arms to purify the world, and smashed hard at the five ghosts.

Bang! !

Suddenly, a violent collision sound was heard, and the powerful impact spread out--

The surrounding stone benches, stone chairs, and stone beds were flattened on the spot, and the cracked walls collapsed one by one. A crack of more than ten feet long appeared on the ground, and the nearby ground was shaken to a certain extent.

This woke up most of the people in Ansong County. They all ran out of their houses. Friends and relatives held hands to avoid getting lost, and all looked to the south.

There were roars from there, and the collision of golden light and purple-black light. This time, most of the people in Ansong County saw it.

At this time, in the cave.

It was the tall and mighty ghost called "the king" by the ghosts who came to the center of the five seventh-grade ghosts, raised his palm, and caught Zhou Heng's "Golden Hammer" with one hand.

"I recognize this internal energy." The ghost called the king snorted coldly, looked at Zhou Heng, grinned, and said: "The secret of Chunyang Palace, "Chunyang Dan Jing".

"I remember that the person who taught me this martial art was your head teacher's personal disciple, called 'Chen Dongxuan'. I don't know if he is dead now. Boy, tell me? "

Chen Dongxuan??

Zhou Heng was stunned when he heard this, he knew this name.

This was the previous headmaster of Chunyang Palace, a second-grade Dao Lord who had condensed the Dao Seed, and also his nominal master, the teacher of the current headmaster of Chunyang Palace, Yan Shouyi.

This ghost was beaten by Chen Dongxuan using the Chunyang Dan Sutra?

What a joke!

Chen Dongxuan was already a celestial being more than two thousand years ago.

And this ghost was not even at the level of the sixth grade.

How could it be possible for a celestial being to take action.

"Nonsense! "

Zhou Heng shouted in a low voice, and strengthened the circulation of internal energy again, making the golden hammer expand twice in an instant, and its power increased greatly.

At the same time, he fought with both hands, and was distracted.

He pinched a spell with his other hand.

Zizzi!

The golden lightning condensed again!

But the ghost called "the king" was not panicked at all, and still looked confident, and could still hold the golden hammer steadily with one hand without falling.

No matter what, kill it first, and then use the memory extraction card!

"Little thing, I commanded Chen Dongxuan to fight in the past. How dare you fight with me, grandpa?"

The ghost roared, the dark blue fire in his eyes was surging, staring at Zhou Heng, and the armor on his body suddenly ignited flames, completely illuminating the dry face in the shadow.

"Grandpa was Wan Shankong, the mountain king under the command of King Qi. Chen Dongxuan had to be respectful to me, and you, a little thing, dared to fight me! ?

"You deserve to die!!"