Paper-folding artist: Start by making a Night Parade of One Hundred Demons!

Wherever the mourning stick passes.

Whether it is the giant python transformed by Hongxiu, the sky-high machete, or the heads flying in the sky.

All turned to ashes in an instant!

then.

The mourning stick swept through the three evil ghosts with all its force!

The three evil ghosts felt as if a mountain was pressing down on their heads, and a terrifying aura suddenly descended upon them!

The solid ghost body began to collapse and disintegrate under this pressure!

Turn into negative energy and dissipate between heaven and earth!

Just one stick!

Kill three evil spirits instantly!

"Fuck! What realm is this white-clothed bastard at? He can kill three evil spirits in one second with just one stick!"

"I am a B-level psychic, and I can only kill evil spirits equivalent to C-level psychics. By analogy, the old man in white should be S-level!"

"Holy crap! There's actually an S-level psychic in Yangcheng!"

"The big guys in white are all my subordinates, so how terrifying must the red-robed Rakshasa be!"

"According to this statement, with the Red Robe Rakshasa in charge, Yangcheng is safer than the Imperial Capital!"

"My disciple, my disciple! If I can learn the magical powers of the Red Robe Boss, I can go anywhere I want in this vast world!"

"Apprenticeship +1!"

"We have already activated the ghost-sealing formation in Baodao City. We are all from the Xia country. When will the big brother support Baodao City?"

……

After seeing Bai Wuchang kill three evil spirits with one stick, the live broadcast room instantly became boiling.

No one expected that Bai Wuchang’s strength was so terrifying!

With his own strength alone, he turned the entire battle situation around!

If nothing unexpected happens, it will continue like this.

Yangcheng will definitely win this battle!

On the battlefield.

"It's S-level indeed!"

Zhang Tianhou murmured softly, and his heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally fell.

When Bai Wuchang took action in Xiaowushan, he had already guessed that Bai Wuchang was an S-level psychic.

Now his guess has been confirmed!

Su Changsheng and the old man in white are in charge.

Guangzhou is as strong as a rock!

"No matter who you are, I will definitely hold your thigh!"

After seeing Bai Wuchang's strength, Su Yun's eyes became determined!

An S-level psychic is equivalent to a ghost king!

As long as she can get on Su Changsheng's good side, she can act arrogantly in Xia Country.

Even an evil ghost wouldn't dare to hurt her at all!

"God bless Yangcheng, and send an S-level supernatural being to us in times of crisis!"

"I was ready to die, but I didn't expect to be alive again!"

"From now on, I will erect a red-robed Rakshasa statue in my home and worship it forever!"

"I also worship him. My whole family is in Yangcheng. If the Red Robe Rakshasa hadn't appeared, I'm afraid my family would have been extinct by now!"

……

The people in the city were crying with joy and hugging each other.

The feeling of surviving a disaster is simply hard to describe!

Many people even decided to worship the Red Robe Rakshasa in the future to repay the grace of saving their lives!

"My lord, the three evil spirits have lost their fighting power and are at your disposal!"

After killing three evil spirits with one stick, Bai Wuchang turned to face Su Changsheng and respectfully asked for orders.

"kill!"

Su Changsheng said, his words filled with murderous intent!

Whether it is for revenge for the two hundred dead psychics or to obtain rewards for good deeds.

He will definitely not let these three evil spirits go!

"Yes!"

Bai Wuchang bowed and accepted the order, then turned around and raised the mourning stick, wanting to kill the three evil spirits.

"Even if our souls are scattered, you humans must be buried with us!"

The eight-eyed ghost's eyes were red with anger, and then he said to the other two ghosts, "Since we are all going to die, we might as well risk our souls being torn apart and drag them down with us to be buried with us!"

"it is good!"

The red-clothed ghost and the headless ghost nodded at the same time.

In an instant.

The souls of the two evil ghosts suddenly burned with raging Yin fire.

It flew away from the battlefield like a meteor and headed towards the ghost den in the southern suburbs!

"die!"

Bai Wuchang saw that the two evil spirits were trying to escape, so he swung his stick and hit them.

"I'll stop him, you guys go and tear the ghost den apart!"

The eight-eyed ghost had a resolute look on his face, and rushed towards the mourning stick burning with endless Yin fire.

boom! !

The eight-eyed evil ghost hit the mourning stick, and suddenly there was an extremely terrifying explosion!

The mourning stick also stopped instantly!

In just this short moment, the red-clothed ghost and the headless ghost had already escaped several miles away and rushed to the ghost den in the southern suburbs!

“Ding! Kill 1 evil spirit, gain 500 Yin De points, and gain 1 City God Temple!”

"Ding! Kill 1 evil spirit, Bai Wuchang gains 1000 experience points!"

As Bai Wuchang killed the eight-eyed evil spirit, the system reward voice sounded again.

However, Su Changsheng did not have time to study the City God Temple he had obtained, but instead opened the Yin-Yang Ghost Eyes.

His sight pierced through the thick fog formed by endless negative energy and looked towards the ghost den in the southern suburbs.

Rumble~

I saw two evil ghosts crashing into the exit of the ghost den at the same time.

The ghost den exit, which was originally a hundred meters in radius, was directly torn apart and expanded to nearly a thousand meters!

hum~

As the exit of the ghost den was torn apart, an extremely terrifying pressure suddenly spread out from inside.

For a while.

All the ghosts on the battlefield kowtowed and knelt in the direction of the ghost den, as if they were welcoming the arrival of the emperor!

Even the psychics and the common people of Yangcheng felt this terrifying pressure.

An inexplicable fear arose in my heart!

My whole body couldn't stop shaking!

"Ghost...Ghost King!"

After feeling this terrifying pressure, Zhang Tianhou's expression changed drastically, and he shouted to Su Changsheng, "The two evil ghosts are fighting to the death, just to tear open the exit of the ghost den and summon the ghost king!"

"What's going on? Those superpowers and the people of Yangcheng seem to be very scared?"

"What is this tearing ghost den Chief Zhang is talking about?"

"Is there anyone who can give me some scientific knowledge about the relationship between the ghost cave exit and the ghost king?"

"Three years ago, terror revived and countless ghost dens appeared all over the world. At that time, the exit of the ghost den was only a few meters, so only ghosts appeared. Later, as the exit of the ghost den became larger and larger, the ghosts that appeared became more and more terrifying! Those two evil spirits should have torn the entrance of the ghost den to the point where it could accommodate the appearance of the ghost king!"

"Let me put it this way. Although the Ghost King corresponds to an S-level psychic, since the Ghost King has never appeared before, it is very likely that the Ghost King is even stronger than an S-level psychic!"

"Fuck, if that's the case, wouldn't those evil spirits be able to tear apart the ghost den and summon the ghost king at any time?"

"That can't be said. After all, ghosts are selfish. Those fierce ghosts have spent countless years to cultivate and become successful. Very few of them are willing to scatter their souls and tear apart the ghost den."

"I am only concerned about one question now. Will the Red Robe Rakshasa be a match for the Ghost King?"

……

Although the audience in the live broadcast room cannot feel this pressure, they can still understand the power of the Ghost King from the popular science barrage!

For a moment, everyone's heart was hanging in the balance again.

What if the big man in white is no match for the Ghost King and cannot withstand the Ghost King’s attack?

After capturing Yangcheng, the Ghost King will definitely attack other cities.

By then.

Looking at the entire Xia Kingdom, who can stop the Ghost King?

Call ~

Just when everyone was worried, a gust of cold wind blew out from the ghost den.

Immediately afterwards, four ink-black stone pillars, nearly a hundred meters thick, stretched out from the ghost den.

There are various mottled patterns carved on the stone pillars.

As the four stone pillars stretched out a thousand meters, another short stone pillar appeared!

Behind the five stone pillars is a huge platform.

When the platform was fully extended, everyone saw the whole picture.

Everyone was stunned!

This is not a stone pillar platform, it's clearly a palm!

A giant palm that is nearly 10,000 square meters and as big as eight football fields!

Blocking out the sky!

The giant palm loomed over everyone's head like a sword of Damocles!

Everyone felt their breathing suddenly stagnate, almost suffocating!

Once this giant palm falls, at least hundreds of thousands of people will be crushed into meat paste!

Such terrifying strength is far beyond that of S-level psychics!

For a while.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Su Changsheng.

Although he knew that the red-robed Rakshasa and the old man in white could not block this giant palm.

But everyone is still expecting the Red Robe Rakshasa to create a miracle!

"Is it so terrifying with just one palm?"

Su Changsheng looked up at the giant palm, murmured softly, and then asked the system, "System, can you upgrade Bai Wuchang to the level of Ghost King?"

"Answer the host, using Yin De can at most elevate a ghost to the level of a fierce ghost!"

"But you can summon the Ghost King from the Gate of Hell by consuming your Yin De!"