This person is too murderous

The huge red-clothed ghost figure filled the void with monstrous ghostly aura, which was sinister and sinister, and filled with resentment.

Ear

The nine babies let out sharp screams, their crouched bodies stretched out, their closed eyes suddenly opened, and two scarlet rays of light burst out.

The hands of the Nine Sons Ghost Mother were full of scarlet blood, and the blood was like threads, connecting the nine babies.

Jiang Daoming raised his right palm lightly, receiving all the dragons and elephants from all directions, and all the Buddhas were hidden.

The Buddha's will is vast, his murderous intention is shocking, and it evaporates into the void with blood and light.

"kill!"

Like threads of blood dancing, it controls nine babies and surrounds them for killing.

The nine babies occupied different positions. Wherever they passed, the void was distorted, as if it was unbearable.

The Octagonal Dragon Elephant Palm fell with a crash, but saw blood and light fluctuations. The void around the nine babies was twisted, and the blood and light fluctuations were actually divided palm power.

By the time they got closer to the nine babies, the force of the palm was already very weak and failed to cause any harm.

"Master Jiang!"

The Nine Sons Ghost Mother called out, her voice shrill and shrill, like a ghost crying.

The baby screamed, blood and light intertwined, and it was killed quickly.

Jiang Daoming's expression was indifferent, and he formed seals with his palms, condensing the dragon-elephant runes and the swastika Buddhist seal.

The palm of the sky-covering palm fell down, enveloping the nine babies.

The power of divine suppression permeates the air, seeming to ban the void and suppress this world.

The Nine Sons Ghost Mother's expression condensed, her hands wavered with threads of blood, the nine babies changed their positions, and streaks of scarlet blood swirled and intertwined, rising into the sky.

The swirling and intertwined blood light was like thousands of sharp knives, eroding the dragon-elephant handprint.

Jiang Daoming frowned, activated the Dragon Elephant Qi in his body, and blessed the Dragon Elephant Hand Seal.

The dragon-elephant handprint fell, and a layer of rich blood light bloomed on the nine babies, spinning and intertwining to form a bloody vortex.

Rumble

The dragon elephant's true energy surged, the nine babies were turbulent, and the bloody vortex vibrated. Finally, it could not bear the power of the big hand seal and broke into pieces.

Violent air waves hit all directions, and the rolling air waves surged through the void like a torrent.

The eight dragons and eight elephants on Jiang Daoming's body are circling, resisting the aftermath, like a sacred mountain, standing in the void, motionless.

The ghost in red stirred the void, endless blood fell down, and the nine babies quickly returned to their sides, their scarlet eyes staring closely at Jiang Daoming.

"It's time to finish."

Jiang Daoming took one step forward, climbing a hundred feet high, and the power of divine suppression came out in a mighty way.

The dragon and elephant ascend to the sky!

The right palm points to the sky and the left palm presses to the ground to reproduce the dragon and elephant holding the sky seal.

The terrifying power of suppression made the blood light stop, and the power of suppressing the sky made the red-clothed ghost pause for a moment, as if it was stuck in a quagmire, making it difficult to move.

The face of the Nine Son Ghost Mother changed, and nine babies floated beside her, screaming shrilly from her mouth.

The nine sons roared in unison, and the hands of the Nine Sons Ghost Mother were filled with blood. The ghost energy of resentment was endless, resisting the power of divine suppression.

Jiang Daoming descended like a god, carrying heaven-shaking power to kill the Nine Sons Ghost Mother.

Wherever it passes, the void is blocked and the blood light dissipates.

The power of divine suppression became more and more terrifying. The Nine Sons Ghost Mother forced the ghost energy, but found that the ghost energy was suppressed and it was very difficult to activate it.

And as Jiang Daoming got closer, the force of suppression became more terrifying, like the oppression of the sky.

ah!

The nine sons roared together, and the sharp screams started again, and the blood light spread out, and disappeared just ten meters away.

Jiang Daoming's expression was indifferent, his pace quickened, and the void seemed to be forbidden.

The blood light is disappearing, the blood light connecting the nine babies is broken, and the bodies of the nine babies are twisting and dissipating.

The face of the Nine Sons Ghost Mother changed, and she spoke obscure language. The nine babies vibrated, and a golden Buddha light erupted from her body.

"Um?"

Jiang Daoming frowned. The golden Buddha's light was majestic and the pure Buddha's will filled the air, resisting his suppressive power.

How come there is Buddha light in the Nine Sons Ghost Mother?

He was confused, but he didn't stop moving, he was already close.

Rumble

The red-clothed ghost trembled, unable to withstand the power of divine suppression. The illusory ghost was full of cracks and exploded immediately.

The Buddha's light was pure, but it was also unable to withstand the force of suppression. The nine babies exploded one by one, turned into blood, and completely dissipated.

The nine babies were destroyed, and the Nine Sons Ghost Mother turned pale, screamed in pain, and was breathless.

"It's your turn."

Jiang Daoming said coldly, and the power of divine suppression pressed against the Nine Sons Ghost Mother.

The pale face of the Nine Son Ghost Mother showed no fear, only a kind of relief.

Being imprisoned in the Demon Suppression Tower, he will never be able to escape. If he dies, he will be free.

Bang

The body of the Nine Sons Ghost Mother exploded and turned into a bloody light, floating in the void.

However, these bloody lights have not been wiped out, the golden Buddha light shines, gathering the bloody lights all over the sky.

A golden relic floats in the air, absorbing the blood light.

"The monk's relic?"

Jiang Daoming stared at the golden relic and said in shock: "You actually have this thing?"

The blood light blends into the relic, and the Nine Sons of Ghost Mother condense within the relic.

"Palace Master Jiang is really cruel." The Nine Sons Ghost Mother sighed softly and said: "This is a treasure left by one of the immortals. It's a pity that it has been contaminated by my breath. If Palace Master Jiang takes it, it is just a defective item. Taste."

"It is indeed a pity." Jiang Daoming felt a little regretful, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He pressed the relic with the power of divine suppression: "In that case, let's bury him!"

"Palace Master Jiang, this is not giving the slave family a chance."

The Nine Sons Ghost Mother sighed quietly, and the bloody light rushed out of the relic, abandoning the protection of the relic.

"Um?"

Jiang Daoming frowned, but saw that the body of the Nine-Child Ghost Mother was cracked again, and her face was distorted: "Are you looking for death yourself?"

"The Palace Master will not give me a chance to live, so I can only make it easier for you."

The Nine-Child Ghost Mother laughed softly, which was a relief and a way to give up struggling.

The relic could not stop Jiang Daoming, and the final result was just a delay before death.

"Then, this Palace Master can only fulfill your wish." Jiang Daoming said indifferently.

The Nine-Child Ghost Mother laughed strangely: "Palace Master, leave me a trace of residual soul, just a trace of residual soul."

Jiang Daoming frowned, and the sacred suppression force weakened a little. The cracked body of the Nine-Child Ghost Mother was melting, leaving only a cold ghost aura.

"This Palace Master allows you, let's see what else you can do." Jiang Daoming said indifferently.

"I want to give a gift to the Palace Master."

The Nine-Child Ghost Mother sighed faintly, and the cold ghost aura rose to the sky.

Rumble

The sky shook, and a terrifying pressure came. The pressure was terrifying, above all things, like the sky descending.

A ball of colorful air flew out from the sky, exuding a special breath.

Jiang Daoming was startled, looking at the air, and asked in surprise: "What is this?"

"The original power of this layer." The Nine-Child Ghost Mother said faintly: "There is not much original power left, only these are left, I will give them all to the Palace Master."

"Why?" Jiang Daoming frowned.

"Because there are lovers in the world, but they can't be together!" The Nine-Child Ghost Mother laughed sadly: "Because the Palace Master is as pitiful as me, Palace Master, it's time for me to see your heart."

The last cold ghost energy rushed directly into Jiang Daoming's heart.