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Chapter 331 Do I look like a monster? (Please subscribe, read, and comment on the monthly ticket)

"Am I going to die here?"

The Ghost King of Swords and Weapons trembled in fear. Under the mighty power of heaven, even though he had the word "King" on his head, he still trembled like an ordinary person.

But he was more knowledgeable than the Water and Fire Ghost King, and besides being afraid, he also had some courage.

I don’t want to die!

The Sword and Weapon Ghost King roared in his heart, and with a desperate thought, his magic power began to flow, and he began to build a ghost town wrapped in firearms out of thin air.

"Even ants try to survive, let alone a ghost king like me. Since the heaven can open a gap for all living beings, why can't it give me a way to live? Soul-suppressing General, you use the power of heaven to kill me, so let heaven decide my life or death!"

The Ghost King roared, and rolling Yin energy broke through the ground and flew out, turning into filling into firearms, which began to spew out fire.

"sky?"

Martin snorted coldly and said, "I've said it before, this street is mine. It's me who decides your life or death, not some bullshit heaven. You bastards must die here today. Even if the Three Pure Ones descend to the world, you can't change this outcome."

He accelerated forward, and with a loud roar, he used himself as a cannonball and crashed directly into the Sword and Weapon Ghost King.

There was a loud snap!
Martin's body was glowing, and his magic power flowed, transforming into a complete and powerful spell, which was directly attached to the Ghost King's chest.

All the defenses he had carefully constructed collapsed in an instant and turned to ashes in the face of the divine spell. They were useless. The courage he had just generated disappeared in an instant, and his face became extremely gloomy.

Martin held the gun in one hand and was wearing armor. He didn't look like a Taoist priest, but more like a general who had retreated from the battlefield. The murderous aura in him was even colder than that of the three ghost kings.

"When I said I hadn't seen a ghost in a long time, it wasn't just a description, it was the real situation. Because before, I dealt with the gods in the sky and the ancestors of various sects."

He laughed loudly, and the yellow heavenly energy in his body circulated and poured into the Great Power Spell, doubling its power.

"Because I am just a Yellow Turban bandit, and I am targeting the gods and deities of the Han court!"

The energy of the Yellow Sky burst out like a sharp claw, piercing directly into the blue sky, grabbing the energy of the Five Emperors, falling into the human world, and smashing heavily on the Ghost King.

The Five Emperors are: the Green Emperor of Wood in the East Ling Wei Yang, the Red Emperor of Fire in the South Chi Huo Nu, the Yellow Emperor of Earth in the Center Han Shu Ji, the White Emperor of Metal in the West Bai Zhao Ju and the Xuan Emperor of Water in the North Ye Guang Ji.

Since the Shang and Zhou dynasties, people have been worshipping these five heavenly emperors. Even though times have changed, their status has not changed much.

But under the Yellow Sky, the God of Haotian was replaced by "Zhonghuang Taiyi", and various other divine positions were replaced by generals in the Taiping Dao.

The Sword and Weapon Ghost King didn't know the inside story, he only knew that he was about to be doomed.

In its perception, the heaven and earth were collapsing, the five sounds, five colors, five senses and five consciousnesses all went away, and the body, soul, and magic power were all torn into pieces.

The spell used against the gods is even more powerful when used on the ghost king.

The Sword Ghost King only felt a heat current passing through his body, and before he even had the chance to shout out, he heard Martin shout:
"Brother, it's time to go on the road. It's not a bad thing for you to be torn apart. If you fall into the hands of the demons in hell, you won't be able to die even if you want to."

Martin raised his rifle and pushed forward, pulling the trigger and firing the bullet, unleashing the true power of the Great Power Amulet.
The Sword and Weapon Ghost King only felt that the heaven and earth suddenly contracted and expanded, and his body sank into it, suffering great torture, but unable to escape.

A huge heavenly sound came from the sky, shaking the Ghost King's consciousness. Its body, soul, and magic power were constantly torn apart, collapsing and splitting in five different directions.

A loud rumbling sound came from inside the body.

But only Martin heard this.

The ghost king's entire body paused for a moment, and then quickly revealed its true form.

The mighty heavenly power spread out in all directions with the divine mantra as the center. The body had disintegrated, and the blood, flesh, bones, tendons, and organs, from large to small, exploded one by one and turned into countless fragments.

The fragile soul was unable to withstand the power extracted from the Emperor of Heaven, and was directly shaken into separate souls. With the last wailing, it disappeared in the might of Heaven.

This is what is called the "Fractal Punishment" in the Heavenly Law. It is the true annihilation of both body and soul, leaving nothing behind!
In fact, primitive Taoism is no different from other religions. It always likes to use terror to intimidate believers. Later, it even came up with a routine of ten demons and nine tests, requiring those who want to ascend to heaven to undergo tests with the demon king under the throne of the Heavenly Venerable.

"it's over!"

After Martin killed the Sword Ghost King, he gathered all his magic power, the musket in his hand returned to its black color, the armor on his body turned into yellow sky energy and returned to the back of his head, and the clothes on his body turned into ordinary pajamas again.

Above the sky, the gloomy air suddenly dissipated, but the sunlight did not shine into this street that suppressed ghosts.

Seeing that Martin easily dealt with the three ghost kings, Zhang Jue gently shook the nine-section staff in his hand, and the six large yellow sky banners swayed, releasing the yellow sky energy, and began to transform the rolling negative energy in the street, leaving behind tadpole-like words that divided the entire street.

Let’s replace the blue sky with the yellow sky and create the world again!
Maybe it is false that Taoism degraded the six gods into six heavenly ghosts, but the Taiping Dao really wanted to overthrow the Heaven and create its own Taoist kingdom.

Martin looked up and saw the rolling negative energy passing through the six large banners, transforming into pure vital energy, which fell like spring raindrops and sprinkled on the streets ravaged by evil spirits.

“What a luxury!”

Martin looked at the raindrops formed by the essence of heaven and earth and smiled softly.

This kind of vital energy has little meaning to him, but if it were other practitioners, they would definitely go crazy after seeing this scene and be crazy for this pure vital energy rain.

Martin stretched out his hand to feel the feeling of the raindrops of vital energy falling on his palm, then he retracted it and turned to look at the remaining souls on the ground.

The thunderbolt has been exhausted, and the compassionate heart is revealed.

He had no discrimination against these evil spirits. In this haunted place called Gotham, almost everyone was pitiful.

He had taken such ruthless actions before simply because once these evil spirits rushed out into the streets, they would cause a greater disaster.

But after the incident, Martin looked at the mutilated ghost, felt sorry for it, sighed, and began to chant:
"At that time, the Heavenly Venerable Savior of Suffering filled the ten directions, constantly using his divine power to rescue sentient beings from the path of error, without them realizing it."

Martin recited the "Tai Shang Jiu Suffering Sutra" and walked slowly towards Zhang Jue.

Every step made a sound, "dong, dong", like thunder rising from the ground, startling the souls of the dead on both sides and leading them to the afterlife.

"Auspicious clouds open the door to life, and auspicious smoke blocks the door to death"

With the help of Tianzun Qingyun, all living beings opened the portal of life and death.

He knew very well that death would be responsible for guiding these ghosts to final peace, but he still recited scriptures for salvation, hoping that these people who had suffered so much before their death could have an end.

Somehow, Death did not show up, but those incomplete ghosts disappeared one by one in the vitality rain without causing any fluctuations. "Which scripture is this? It sounds quite interesting?"

Zhang Jue returned to Martin and listened to the text of the Taishang Jiuku Sutra with a slight smile, without making any comments on the text itself.

Martin stopped reciting the sutra and did not chat with Zhang Jue about the sutra. He just asked, "Master Zhang, I was busy dealing with those ghost kings just now and didn't have time to care about the situation on this street. Is there anyone alive in there?"

Under normal circumstances, living people cannot enter Zhenhun Street.

Because this place is on the border between life and death, any mortal who steps in will be corroded by evil spirits and ghosts, and will be forced back out in no time. If they force themselves to stay, they will only end up dying on the streets.

But now, Martin has accepted the fact that accidents will always happen around him, and he is afraid that strangers will break in and be implicated because of him.

Zhang Jue looked at the young and handsome Martin and shook his head slightly.

He and Martin had been separated for a long time, and he had turned into a handful of earth, with only his consciousness remaining between heaven and earth.

But Martin is still so young, as youthful as ever, as if he has never changed, which makes people sigh.

But Zhang Jue was not an emperor after all. If he had pursued immortality, he would not have turned from the Great Sage Teacher into the General of Heaven.

Seeing Martin like this, he just sighed in his heart without showing it:

"There is indeed a girl who has mistakenly entered the land where life and death meet. However, she has a slight magical power, and I have cast a spell, which is enough to keep her safe. If you are worried, you can go and see her now."

After saying that, Zhang Jue turned into a yellow gas and returned to Martin's body.

"I am a dead person after all. I am incompatible with this world and it is not good for me to walk in the world forever. If you have any problems, just call my name."

Martin knew that Zhang Jue didn't want to walk in the world just because he came to another world.

It is not because of the Yellow Heaven World envisioned by the Taiping Dao that he is unwilling to show up.

The reason why Zhang Jue acted like this was more because the Taiping Dao lost to the Han court, and the Huangtian Era also became the name of the rebellion of folk law in later generations.

Religions like the White Lotus Sect, which have been specialized in rebellion for a thousand years, like to combine the teachings of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism to create something that is neither fish nor fowl in order to trick the lower classes into going to their deaths.

Among them, Taiping Dao and Maitreya Buddha are their favorite banners. They often turn rebellion into suicide, which is very terrifying.

Martin didn't know how to persuade this great and wise teacher. Everyone knew the truth, but the key was that many things were difficult for people to face.

"Ugh!"

Martin sighed for the past and then returned to his house.

He was not in a hurry to look for the living person who had mistakenly entered Zhenhun Street. The evil ghosts in the street had disappeared, and the other party had magical powers, so he would not encounter any danger.

So, Martin had to change his clothes first. He opened his armory and saw that it was filled with various magical instruments, talismans, and classics.

He ignored those mass-produced magical weapons and directly grabbed a set of Taiping Dao's General Huang Tian armor and put it on.

This armor is a classic fish-scale armor from the Han Dynasty. Every piece of iron plate is engraved with scriptures of the Taiping Dao. When connected together, the originally black armor turns into a kind of khaki color similar to the earth, echoing the yellow sky energy behind the head, turning into a Shinto helmet, completely wrapping up Martin's head and connecting to the armor.

As the former leader of the Taiping Dao, the moment Martin put on the armor, the Yellow Sky Energy around him began to float like mountains and hills, but soon returned to the armor.

“It’s such a long-lost feeling!”

Martin clenched and unclenched his fists several times, feeling the Yellow Heaven Qi surging in his body. He smiled slightly, as if he was thinking of the days when he led a few Taiping Daoist priests and a large army of mortals to charge towards the Han Court generals.

Then he grabbed a black robe beside him and covered the armor with it to cover up the murderous aura on the armor.

The outside of this black robe is also hung with countless talismans, which are used to pray for blessings, ward off evil spirits, suppress evil, and calm the mind. Countless talismans are linked together, turning this robe into a powerful talisman.

Then, Martin hung a talisman knife as bright as snow around his waist, replenished the gunpowder and various bullets needed for the musket in his hand, threw various talisman papers needed for drawing talismans into the wooden box, and finally pulled out a big gun and a large shield covered with talismans and threw them into the box cast with the Qiankun spell.

These are the Taoist priests of the Taiping Dao. Rather than saying they are Taoist priests, it would be better to say that they are soldiers, officers and generals.

After doing all this, Martin nodded with satisfaction, walked out of the house with peace of mind, and went to look for the living person who had mistakenly entered this place and prepare to send him out.

Zhenhun Street is not a place for mortals to enter, even if the other party has magical powers.

Boom, boom, boom.
Zhang Jue used the Yellow Sky Technique to surround Zhenhun Street with six large Yellow Sky banners, replacing the high sky above his head, changing the rules, and directly dividing the street.

But the function of Zhenhun Street has not changed. There are still a large number of ghosts who are attracted by the rules of life and death. They pass through the endless darkness and rush to Zhenhun Street, ready to leave the world.

Martin walked on the street. The thick armor on his body made him look like a walking statue. Every step he took made a heavy sound, and the light he emitted made the new ghosts walk obediently, and no other trouble occurred.

There was no sound of life on the entire street. Apart from the various noises made by Martin's walking, there was only silence.

The underworld is like this, there is nothing new about it.

Martin had no intention of exploring Zhenhun Street. He walked to a small detached house, punched the door open, and walked straight in.

Although it was unclear what the street would look like tomorrow, everything on the street today was ownerless, so he didn't hesitate.

"Monster, look at the sword!"

As soon as Martin stepped into the door, a huge sword came towards him with several yellow talismans stuck on it, flashing the light of killing evil and eliminating filth.

Ding!
Martin stretched out his right hand and directly grabbed the giant sword that was coming towards him. The talisman on the sword instantly ignited, turned into ashes, and disappeared into the air.

He looked at the girl holding the giant sword and smiled curiously. The helmet on his head changed into a benevolent face:

"Miss, is there something wrong with your eyes? How can I be associated with a monster when I am dressed like this and look so majestic?"

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