Chapter 1002 Late Night Terror
The cold wind tore through the silent night.

The terrifying howls echoed throughout the imperial city.

All the timid people who heard this sound were shaking.

in fact,

It’s not that they are timid.

Instead,

That was truly a great terror and a great crisis.

Li Shimin, the supreme ruler of the human dynasty, suffered a disaster not long ago.

How could ordinary people like them not be afraid?
What else can we do except be afraid?
This is the sorrow of ordinary people.

"Pong!!!"

Several huge voices drowned out the howling sounds of the cold wind.

"Pong!!!"

A series of voices rang out again, which eased the panic in the hearts of the people in the imperial city tonight.

"Ah—bastard, I'm going to kill him." A sudden roar was heard, causing the people who had just breathed a sigh of relief to turn pale and spit out blood.

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Chang'an,

White Horse Temple.

This is the first temple in the East and it has existed since the Han Dynasty.

at this time,

On the cliff behind the White Horse Temple, two figures stood, the night breeze blowing their robes and their hair fluttering in the wind.

They exude an aura of quiet and peace.

One can tell at first glance that he is definitely not an ordinary person, but the prerequisite is that people can see it.

"It seems that the Tang Emperor has been prepared!"

"It's not surprising that he's prepared. After all, he's the Human King, and the second-generation emperor of a dynasty. People like him are cold-hearted by nature, don't trust anyone, are ruthless and suspicious, and their minds are filled with schemes and calculations."

"In front of the Buddha, all schemes and calculations are nothing but illusions."

"You should put aside your arrogance. People like Emperor Tang are no less intelligent than us. We can see through all their calculations. It's not that our IQ exceeds theirs, but that we have made up for that gap with extraordinary means. However, this is not a reason for us to be arrogant."

"Thank you for the guidance, Bodhisattva." Hui'an practitioner Mu Zha clasped his hands together and bowed to express his gratitude.

"Hmm~"

In the distance, huge roars continued to be heard from the imperial city, and each huge roar was followed by a shrill howl.

"Namo Amitabha, the Dragon King of the Jing River is really guilty of a great crime. He committed a capital crime, but because the Emperor of Tang failed to save him, he was so angry that he turned into an evil ghost. He was courting death. The Imperial City is the place with the heaviest dragon energy in the world. It is not a place where a yin creature like him can act so recklessly. His strength was suppressed by 90% of the dragon energy.

The exorcist Van Helsing has done a great deed by getting rid of the Dragon King of the Jing River."

Mu Zha behind him was puzzled at first, then suddenly realized and said, "Oh no, there is a peerless ghost king in the underworld attacking the dead city, causing the Yellow Spring to burst. And the Yellow Spring below the imperial city is where the dead land passes."

"My Buddha is compassionate!"

Mu Zha understood what was said and immediately retreated slowly.

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"Pong!"

The silver-white revolver in Wang Ming's hand was pointed at the ghost of the Jinghe Dragon King, and white holy light sparks kept spurting out from the muzzle.

Every time a bullet fired hit the ghost of the Jinghe Dragon King, a hole would appear on the ghost. The wound was burned by a holy and peaceful force, as if it had been splashed with concentrated sulfuric acid.

"Mortal! I'm going to kill you...ah..." the ghost of the Jinghe Dragon King screamed.

The cultivation level of Wang Ming's clone is not high, it is just at the Jindan stage of human cultivators.

I dare not release a clone that is too powerful, otherwise it will easily cause some beings to have a stress response.

The Dragon King of Jinghe River was himself a true immortal of the dragon clan. His dragon body was destroyed on the Dragon-Slaying Platform, but he did not die. He merely transformed into a ghost cultivator.

He only needs to overcome the last obsession in his heart and then survive the thunder tribulation, then he can become a ghost immortal, and his realm will be no different from before.

but,

In terms of combat power, ghost cultivators are not even half as powerful as the dragon clan's true immortals.

But there are also benefits.

The advantage is that the Jinghe Dragon King has gotten rid of his identity as a dragon.

The dragon clan is blessed with a unique physical body, and they look down upon all the demon clans. Unfortunately, their ancestors were too troublesome, and their karma is too serious, making it almost impossible for them to make further progress.

By becoming a ghost immortal and discarding his identity as a dragon, he can continue to pursue the path to immortality.

"The human world belongs to the Emperor of Man, and ghosts belong to the underworld. You have crossed the line." Van Helsing Vest said in a cold tone.

"Bah - you bullshit human emperor. When my dragon clan ruled the earth, you humans were still mud. In the beginning, you were nothing but food for the monster clan." The Jinghe Dragon King roared.

The Dragon King of Jinghe River was really angry at this time!
It was true that he was cheated in the bet between him and Yuan Shoucheng, but it was impossible to kill him just because of a little delay or a few points deducted.

The dragon clan seems weak and easy to bully, but in fact, if they risk their lives without considering the consequences, they can kill a quasi-saint. However, if they do that, the dragon clan will inevitably perish.

The Heavenly Court also knows the background of the Dragon Clan, so it is impossible for them to force the Jinghe Dragon King in this way.

When the Dragon King of Jinghe River went to look for his relatives, the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas, to use their connections to mitigate his crime, he was taken to meet an ancestor of the dragon clan.

And then, that’s how it became.

It was originally agreed that his mission would be completed after he took Li Shimin's soul to the underworld.

He just needs to find a place in the underworld to hide, wait for the journey to the West to end, and then gain merits from the journey to the West, which will enable him to cultivate to the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

result,

Mu Zha suddenly asked him to work overtime again.

Just work overtime!

The Dragon King of Jinghe River was furious and thought: "This damn Mu Zha, he is not going to trick me! Didn't he say that no cultivators would come to stop me? What is that thing that emits white light in the hand of this damn mortal?

The bullets fired by that thing burned me so painfully that I felt like 30% of my body was worn away.

ah--"

The Dragon King of Jinghe was shot in the shoulder, and a hole appeared on his shoulder. Strange black and red blood oozed out of the hole, and evil energy emanated from his ghost body.

He has a physical body.

The Jinghe Dragon King himself is not an ordinary ghost, but a genuine immortal, and a true immortal of the dragon clan.

He got his own corpse back through connections, and then used the method passed down by his ancestors to extract the essence of the dragon's body, and quickly condensed a body that was no less than the level of a ghost fairy.

The black and red blood flowing out at this time was just because he had not yet completely digested the foundation of his previous life.

After he has digested all the essence, what flows out from his body when he is injured is no longer dark red blood, but black Yin Qi, or liquefied Yin Qi.

That is the body of a ghost immortal.

"Mortal, go to hell! After using the magic weapon in your hand six times, you must load it with the bullets engraved with runes, ha ha ha ha!!!" The Dragon King of Jinghe suddenly pounced on Wang Ming, opened his hands filled with sinister energy, and wanted to tear Wang Ming to pieces.

The Yin energy lingering in the hands of the Jinghe Dragon King was extremely terrifying. It was the pure Yin energy from the underworld.

If an ordinary person inhales a breath of Yin Qi that has been diluted dozens of times, he will instantly become seriously ill.

If you get infected even a little bit, at best your life will be shortened by decades, at worst you will die.

"Hahahaha!!! You stopped me from going after the treacherous Emperor Tang. Then I will kill you with my immortal power and then go and settle the score with him." The Dragon King of Jinghe laughed wantonly.

But his laughter sounded particularly creepy and weird.

"Mr. Fan, be careful!"

Yuchi Jingde and Qin Shubao shouted loudly as they ran towards Wang Ming's position.

"Pong!"

With a gunshot, the ghost of the Jinghe Dragon King that pounced on Wang Ming flew away quickly in an instant.

They passed by Qin Shubao and the other man who were rushing over. They were still wondering what had passed by.

"boom!"

It hit a palace wall.

"Boom!"

The palace wall collapsed with the impact of the Jinghe Dragon King, burying the Jinghe Dragon King under the ruins.

Roar!
A black dragon head broke through the earth, stone and brick wall and roared towards the sky.

Soon his physical body also rose up, and the scarlet eyes of the dragon head looked at Wang Ming.

It was discovered that Wang Ming was holding a revolver of the same style as before, but this time the revolver was gorgeous gold with white patterns engraved on it.

"You...how come you still have one?"

The Dragon King of Jinghe River said in surprise. In his opinion, that thing should be very precious!
The dragon clan is rich, but they don’t have many things like what you have, Wang Ming, that can cross borders and hurt the enemy.

You should know that at this time, the realm of the Jinghe Dragon King after his death was the Tribulation Crossing Stage. Even though he was suppressed by the luck of the imperial city, he still had the cultivation base of the Spirit Transformation Stage. However, he was blocked by a mortal in the Golden Core Stage.

"What's so strange about that? It's normal to have a spare!"

"Humph! Even if you have two magical instruments, your cultivation is weak."

Then the Jinghe Dragon King threw the dragon head in his hand into the air, and his body turned into a dragon body hundreds of feet long.

moment,

The already dim moon in the night sky was covered by dark clouds that appeared from nowhere. At the same time, a strange cold wind blew between heaven and earth, and blood rain drifted in the imperial city.

Anyone who is blown by the cool breeze will immediately feel a chill spreading from the spine to the skull, a creepy fear rising from the heart, and then they will fall into an endless illusion of fear.

"Mr. Fan, the evil dragon has used magic. What should we do?" asked Yuchi Jingde.

Wang Ming's incarnation, Van Helsing, pressed down the brim of his hat, then raised the golden revolver in his hand, pointing it towards the sky, and the silver-white lines on the gun god lit up.

As Wang Ming pulled the trigger, a bullet shot out and exploded after flying a distance.

Suddenly, a terrible tornado appeared, sweeping away the dark clouds that covered the moonlight in the sky, the raging winds on the earth, and the bloody rain.

then,

Van Helsing fired both of his vests.

"Look at my [Holy Flame of Exorcism]."

The bullet flew into the sky and then exploded, revealing a huge ball of light that illuminated the entire imperial city like daylight. The sacred power of light quickly dissipated the negative energy on the soul of the Jinghe Dragon King.

"Ah!! This is the power of the sun. How can he...how can he use this thing? Ah!"

The Dragon King of Jinghe felt extremely uncomfortable, his hair was burning and his skin was rotting.

He felt what the white light was; it was the power of the sun.

Wang Ming ignored what he said about the power of the sun. It was just an ultraviolet lamp that Wang Ming temporarily created using his magic power and the superficial laws of reality that he had comprehended in the Marvel world.

Ghosts are all afraid of the sunlight, even those with high levels of cultivation are still afraid of it. The only difference is that those with high levels of cultivation can use magic power to cover their entire body and isolate themselves from direct contact with the sunlight. Ghosts that can walk during the day are not not afraid of the sunlight, but they have ways to block the sunlight.

"Mortal, even if you master the power of the sun, you will die today. Although your power can cause harm to me, it cannot completely harm me."

As the Jinghe Dragon King spoke, he pounced over, and his flying looked extremely strange.

The dragon's body was circling in the air, while its head was flying alone, with blood oozing out from its broken parts.

"Humph! Look at me, [Demon-Repelling Golden Flame]."

The golden revolver fired several bullets, which traveled at extremely high speeds and instantly entered the dragon's body.

This time the bullet is a physical bullet, not the energy bullet as before, which will explode and disappear once entering the body.

When the bullet entered the dragon's body, the Jinghe Dragon King did not care, because he was a ghost at this time. This body was essentially the product of his dragon blood and yin energy. There were no blood vessels, veins, or bones in the body, so the bullet had no effect when entering the body.

result,

When the bullet entered the nerves in the body, golden flames emerged. The flames quickly turned into golden chains that bound the body of the Jinghe Dragon King.

"Seal...seal...seal. Damn it."

The Dragon King of Jinghe River realized the problem belatedly.

The damage caused by the bullets fired by Wang Ming was only incidental; its real function was to seal the runes.

The Dragon King of Jinghe River reacted, but it was too late.

next moment,
The ghost of the Jinghe Dragon King flying in the air fell down from the sky.

Its entire body was bound by five or six golden flames.

If you look closely, you can see that it's not real flames that bind it, but real chains that tie it up.

just,

The chain was covered with runes. The runes worked, radiating golden energy. The rhythm of the energy was like a burning flame.

"Hahahaha!! Master Fan is indeed a professional."

Qin Shubao and Yuchi Jingde complimented him.

Wang Ming ignored the two of them and quickly changed the bullets in the revolver in his hand. He wanted to save the soul of the Jinghe Dragon King who was full of resentment.

Just at this time,

The earth shook.

then,

The temperature in the entire imperial city dropped by more than ten degrees, and Yuchi Jingde and Qin Shubao, both fully armed men, shivered.

"Mr. Fan, why is the weather suddenly getting cold?"

The Jinghe Dragon King on the ground suddenly broke the seal of the chain and distanced himself from Wang Ming.

Wang Ming frowned when he heard this.

Wang Ming, who was behind the Van Helsing vest, was cursing at this time.

The main body's gaze penetrated the cover of earth and rocks and saw the situation below.

The Yellow Springs River in the underworld has changed its course.

Suddenly, an underground river formed under the imperial city.

Imperial City!

The Tang Dynasty up to this point was only the second generation of emperors, and its foundation was still too shallow to resist the dark river formed between heaven and earth.

For a moment, the entire imperial city was filled with an eerie aura, as if hundreds of ghosts were roaming at night.

(End of this chapter)