The people of Chuan admire witches and ghosts, but they are afraid of evil ghosts, so there are great ghost masters who preside over the sacrifice. They are all ghost masters and ghost masters, and they lead the people to eliminate evil ghosts and keep people and animals safe. In fact, these ghost masters are all the leaders of the tribe.

Now that the Ghost King appears, he is exercising in front of everyone, everyone is so scared that they are shaking. The Great Ghost Lord with endless magic power is gone. No one can control this Ghost King, and everyone is going to be finished.

Many people turned around and wanted to run away from this place, but they heard strange laughter. Then a harsh sound echoed over the square, making people unable to help but cover their ears.

"Run! Run! Whoever dares to run, I will eat him! Kneel down! Kowtow to me!"

The Ghost King shouted, scaring everyone to kneel down and kowtow to the Ghost King surrounded by ghost fire. The smell of urine came to his nose, and many people were so scared that they lost control.

Among them, there are leaders and ghost masters of various tribes. They know that they actually have no magic power. Facing such a terrifying ghost king, if they don’t kneel down and beg for mercy, would they stand and seek death?

Of course, they have no magic power. Although they are ghost masters, they have never seen ghosts before. How can they be ghosts? They pretend to be ghosts in front of the tribes on weekdays, but they don’t know whether the various rituals will work.

I wouldn't have come today if I had known it!

Many people thought so, fearing that their teeth were fighting. When they heard the Ghost King laughing, they couldn't help but sweat and their backs were cold. At this moment, the laughter came to an abrupt end, and the Ghost King shouted:

"Why don't you bald guys kneel down!!"

Someone secretly raised his head and looked at the platform, but saw several bald heads standing on the platform. The mage put his hands together and said loudly: "Who is the monster, dare to be here to be presumptuous!"

"Kneel down! Otherwise I will make you die a bad death!"

"Being presumptuous, I have a monk here, you are not allowed to be presumptuous!"

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe!! Go and die!"

The Ghost King smiled grimly and waved his four arms, and saw a fierce ghost fire suddenly appearing on the platform, and several bald heads were shrouded in it by the ghost fire.

Seeing that the bald men were about to die tragically, many people lowered their heads and couldn't bear to watch them, but they heard a light sound, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

Someone looked up and saw a bald head ringing a small bell on the platform. The bells sounded, and the ghost fire gradually dissipated, and then disappeared without a trace.

Such magic power surprised many people. When the ghost king screamed a few more times, more than a dozen people with ghost fire on their bodies seemed to have changed their faces, with a hideous face, and howled and rushed towards the platform.

There was another bald man, with a banner erected with a white lotus on it, which was extremely conspicuous in the fire. I think this was the magic weapon white lotus banner that the bald man mentioned before.

The bald man muttered something and shook the white lotus banner towards the people who were rushing towards him. After a few breaths, the people suddenly burst into flames, making crackling sounds, as if their bodies were bursting.

And the Ghost King also had countless fire lights burst out on his body, bursting with smoke and wailing. It seemed that he was injured by the magic power of the White Lotus Banner and was very seriously injured.

The people who witnessed this scene were excited. They did not expect that these bald heads could deal with the Ghost King. Countless people prayed silently in their hearts, praying that the bald heads would destroy the Ghost King and keep everyone safe.

The thick smoke made a huge splash, covering the ghost king and his ghost servants. Only the "thump" sound came out, and many figures fell down in the thick fog.

The Ghost King was destroyed!

Many people couldn't believe their eyes and were about to cry with joy, but they heard the strange laughter again: "Hehehehehehehehehehehehe!"

The smoke dissipated, and the ghost king covered in blood was still standing. Although he looked embarrassed, he seemed to have not hurt the truth. He only saw it waving his four arms and screaming strangely.

Thunder sounded, and fires were lit on the platform. It seemed that countless thunders fell, just hitting the platform. The people in the audience were so scared that they almost forgot to breathe.

They saw the ghost king's magic, and when the bald heads on the platform were swallowed by the fire, they were all desperate: Such a powerful ghost king, I'm afraid that the great ghost master would not be able to stop them at the time, let alone these bald heads!

Amid the thunder, a series of murmurs suddenly came out. The sound was so wonderful that it made people feel excited when they heard it. The thunder gradually weakened. After the thick smoke dissipated, I saw that several bald heads were safe and sound on the high platform where the smoke had not dissipated.

The linen clothes on their bodies were damaged in many places, and their faces were black and white, but they were all full of energy and were full of energy when chanting the spell.

The young mage, holding a golden Zen stick, looked at the ghost king below the stage with a righteousness: "Monster, die!"

The golden Zen Staff was inserted into the high platform by the wizard, and then a beam of light rose from the high platform and soared into the sky.

The pillars of light under the night emit bright light, illuminating the entire square like daylight, and illuminating the faces of countless people snow-white.

They looked at the miracle in amazement, and at the pillar of light that reached the sky, they had even forgotten their fear.

The light column connects the world, and in a slim shadow, something on the light column is condensing and forming, and a crisp whistling sound gradually sounds, as if there are some animals yelling on the light column, with unique sounds and unheard of.

Gradually, the thing had a rough outline, as if a giant snake was wrapped around the light column, its tail was above and its head was below, and it fell from the sky along the light column.

Many people remembered what the bald mage said before, and their hearts almost stopped beating: This is not a giant snake, it is clearly...

Nine...Nine Heavens Divine Dragon has descended to earth!!

The dragon coiled on the light column has a blurry outline, unable to see the head, the details of the body, and whether there are any hands or feet, but everyone can see clearly: a strip-shaped animal is twisting its body and coming down around the light column.

Countless people were trembling with excitement, countless people were crying, countless people knelt on the ground, bowing to the divine dragon that was descending to the earth on the pillar of light.

The supreme magic powers told by the ghost masters of each tribe are not as good as the magical powers that they have witnessed with their own eyes. The legendary divine beast descended to earth in front of them under the call of the bald mage!

The originally arrogant Ghost King saw the dragon descending to earth, suddenly hugged his head in pain and shouted, and fire broke out again, accompanied by the "crackling" sound, and thick smoke made his body twitching.

The bald mage is now emitting golden light all over his body, and he shouted at the Ghost King: "Monster, you won't surrender!"

"Don't think about it, don't think about it! You can't beat me!"

The Ghost King let out a strange scream, his screaming sharply, and his bloody mouth suddenly sprayed a lot of thick smoke towards the platform. The smell was extremely pungent, and it seemed to be the legendary poisonous fog.

The Ghost Lord said that the evil ghost spits poisonous fog and dies when touched. Not only that, it will also decay all over the body and instantly turn into white bones.

Thinking of this, the people around him were frightened and didn't know how the bald men would deal with it, but when they saw the Nine Heavens Dragon descending to earth, they were full of expectations.

But when the dragon roared, a strong wind blew, instantly blew away the poisonous fog. The angry ghost king howled and rushed towards the high platform, but the bald mage picked up the Zen stick, and the beam of light disappeared.

The mage muttered something, then danced the Zen Staff a few times, and pointed at the Ghost King.

In an instant, the dragon roared loudly, and the Ghost King suddenly stabilized. Then a beam of light appeared on the ground under his feet. There seemed to be a light winding up into the sky. Then the light shone brightly, and everyone's eyes were blurred.

Then everyone heard the screams, which sounded very painful. It seemed that someone was burned by fire, and a burst of burnt smell came to his nose, and he wanted to vomit when he smelled it.

The sudden light made everyone's eyes recover after a while. After seeing the scene in front of them, the people in the audience were stunned.

In the peaceful light, countless gold powder fell from the sky, fluttering, and the sound of bells and drums started. The bald wizard stood on the stage with a Zen stick in his hand, with golden light shining all over his body, which was very eye-catching.

The ghost king below the stage was gone, leaving only a pool of fishy smell on the ground.

Those who were controlled by the Ghost King had recovered their minds and looked around in a daze, while the fallen soldiers all climbed up from the ground without any damage.

The arrogant Ghost King disappeared like this. Seeing the powerful people, looking at the bald mage shining with golden light on the platform, his head felt blank.

The Ghost King...was bald...uh, was beaten to death by the mage?

"Don't be afraid, everyone!" said the master loudly, full of energy: "This monster has been beaten to death by the monk and can no longer harm everyone!"

As soon as the words finished, cheers rose like a tide of cheers soared into the sky.

Countless people cheered in tears, looking at the mage on the high platform, cheering from the bottom of their hearts, and they were all excited.

They did not expect that this mage from other places would have such supernatural powers that could easily destroy the terrifying ghost king. As long as there was a mage, everyone would not have to be afraid of evil ghosts.

Even if we don’t have the Great Ghost Lord here, we don’t have to be afraid of evil ghosts!

Amid the cheers, the mage walked down the platform with a Zen stick. Countless people rushed towards the platform, crawling on both sides of the road, looking at the mage with great powers, and cried:

"Master! Master, don't leave!"

The master sang a Buddha's name and said to the people on both sides: "I will not leave, I will be here, I will protect everyone forever!"

The cheers rose again, waves higher and higher, countless people cheered with tears flowing on their faces, almost hoarse.

In the White Lotus Temple, behind the small window in the attic, Xuan Zhengyuan observed Tian Liuhu put away his thousand-mile mirror and looked at several "technicians" operating equipment in the room. He listened to the sound coming from outside and said with a smile:

"Not bad, the effect is good!!"

"This performance is no less than Chang Lefang's illusion performance!"
Chapter completed!