The God and Buddha are actually me

As he finished speaking, the broken head showed no reaction, as if it was really just an empty shell.

Zhang Jiuyang sneered, and a bright eye opened between his eyebrows. There were circles of flame-like patterns around the golden pupil, which emitted a ray of light and landed on the head of the red-haired ghost king.

The next moment, the head suddenly opened its eyes and let out a scream.

Thick smoke and fire rose from the place where he was illuminated by the Heavenly Eye. His flesh and blood quickly turned black, and a big hole was burned in his hard skull. The brain matter inside seemed to be evaporating.

"Master, save me!!"

The red-haired ghost yelled, a look of horror on his face.

It turned out that he was just pretending to be dead. As the King of Ghosts in the underworld, as long as his soul was not destroyed, he would not die completely even if he was torn into pieces.

Just like those ghost soldiers and generals, after the physical body is destroyed, the soul will automatically return to the depths of the underworld, and after a period of time it will be able to reshape the ghost body and restore its combat power.

The only way to kill them is to completely kill their souls.

At this moment, under the gaze of Zhang Jiuyang, the Red-haired Ghost King felt that his soul seemed to be evaporating. If he continued like this, he would probably die.

He felt regretful at this moment. He had heard a long time ago that there was a Zhang Jiuyang in the world of the living, who was known as the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain and was extremely talented, comparable to Zhuge Qixing of his time. But he thought that his junior sister was exaggerating. Now it seems that his junior sister's words were actually a bit restrained.

This man is so strong that he is probably no weaker than Zhuge Qixing back then!

Fortunately, he came to the world of the living this time and persuaded his master to come with him, otherwise he would really be at a loss.

Buzz!

As he shouted the word "Master", a vast force emerged, turning his originally red pupils into black, like an unfathomable valley, emitting a breath of death.

The flesh and blood on the ground began to tremble, and then quickly gathered together. In just a short moment, it returned to its previous appearance, and its momentum was even stronger. It had reached the peak of the sixth realm.

However, Zhang Jiuyang turned a blind eye to the body that seemed to be holding up the sky and shaking the earth. What he saw with his divine eyes was the figure of the Lord of the Mansion hidden in this flesh body.

The other person wore an imperial crown and a black robe with a dragon painted on it. He held a tablet in one hand and a book in the other. He had an unpredictable aura and there was a strong sense of oppression in his eyes, as if he could decide the life and death of thousands of people with just one word.

“It finally came out.”

Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

"It just so happens that I haven't killed enough."

How can the Red-haired Ghost King feel relieved if he died only once?

He frightened my young son and hurt my wife. Even though he had just cast a spell to crush his body into bloody mud, Zhang Jiuyang still hadn't completely vented the anger in his heart.

clang!!

The Pure Yang Magic Sword was unsheathed, and instantly transformed from a sword hairpin into a three-foot-long sword that was shining with thousands of rays of light. Stars were flowing on the sword body, and it contained the righteous energy of heaven and earth. It slashed towards the Red-haired Ghost King like lightning.

The opponent's six arms moved at the same time, and with a loud bang, they clamped the Pure Yang Sword.

But Zhang Jiuyang just smiled coldly with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, and swung his sword. With a puff, snowflakes burst into life, and the sword light flew out directly from the palm of the Red-haired Ghost King, piercing through his flesh and blood.

"ah!!!"

With a scream, the Red-haired Ghost King's left eye was blinded by the Pure Yang Sword, and blood flowed all over his face.

"I'll kill you!!!"

Under the severe pain, he fell into rage, endless anger boiled in his chest, and finally turned into a mouthful of boundless karma fire.

The eyes of the God of Fire control all the fires in the world!

He is the descendant of the Chinese Fire God Wang Lingguan, and possesses the fire power of Nezha the Third Prince. In the field of fire, he considers himself second to none, and no one in the world dares to claim to be first.

No matter whether you are a ghost from the underworld or a god from the fairy palace, playing with fire in front of him is like showing off one's skills in front of an expert.

His divine eye had already seen through the origin of the Red-haired Ghost King. This man was a fire spirit, a wisp of karmic fire that had been burning in the depths of hell for thousands of years, and therefore had extremely high attainments in fire.

An ordinary person in the Sixth Realm, facing the hellish fire, would inevitably be flustered and fearful, but unfortunately, he happened to meet Zhang Jiuyang.

As the fire eye opened, it was as if an invisible black hole formed, and the vortex rotated, taking all the karmic fire in the sky into the sky eye.

Take as much as you can!

The Red-haired Ghost King summoned a ten-thousand-foot-high sea of ​​fire with all his might, but it was swallowed up in a moment. He did not react until the last wisp of flame was completely devoured.

The eye between Zhang Jiuyang's eyebrows sparkled brightly, and the flame patterns in it seemed even brighter, flowing like magma. Wherever his eyes went, the mountains, rocks and grass turned to scorched earth.

"Is that all you have?"

Zhang Jiuyang seemed a little disappointed, then he bent his finger and the dragon-binding rope on his waist flew out, turning into a hundred-foot-long blue dragon and biting towards the red-haired ghost king.

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The opponent tried to dodge, but the blue dragon flew like lightning and quickly entangled him.

"Master, lend me some more strength!"

The Red-haired Ghost King roared, and his already huge body expanded again. His six arms pressed down on the body of the Canglong, trying to tear it apart alive.

At this moment, his height had reached an appalling level. From a distance, his upper body seemed to be hidden in the clouds, and his legs were like two copper pillars supporting the sky.

Even the hundred-foot-long Dragon Binding Rope wrapped around his body seemed insignificant.

roar!

The blue dragon groaned in pain, and tiny cracks appeared on its body, but no blood flowed.

Because it is not a real dragon, but is made from refined dragon tendons. It has been stretched to its limit and is at risk of breaking at any time.

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes flashed, and he finally became interested.

"He has some brute strength, so he can be trained into a fire slave."

Although he relied on the mansion lord's magical power, the Red-haired Ghost King's physical talent was indeed good, and he almost had a trace of the aura of being able to control the heavens and the earth.

He pinched the sword seal with his hand, and the Pure Yang Sword that had pierced deep into his eye socket began to stir wildly. The sharp sword energy penetrated into his limbs and bones, severing every connected meridian.

In an instant, the Red-haired Ghost King's six arms seemed to have their tendons ripped out at the same time, becoming limp and powerless.

The Dragon Binding Rope took the opportunity to tie it up tightly, and the dragon head bit its neck artery, continuously sucking away its strength.

The Red-haired Ghost King still wanted to struggle, so Zhang Jiuyang used another treasure.

The dragon-headed guillotine flew up, and the blade that was dozens of feet long seemed able to cut through the mountains. The blade flashed on the head of the Red-haired Ghost King.

Plop!

A huge head fell and rolled on the ground, and blood flowed like a river.

"Get up and continue."

Zhang Jiuyang stared at the head, his voice cold and domineering.

"I just killed you twice, it's not enough."

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