Is this... justice from heaven?
At some point, the sky was already covered with dark clouds, covering at least a ten-kilometer radius, and the terrifying pressure made people breathless.
The rolling dark clouds obscured the moonlight, and in the rolling dark clouds, as if a hurricane had blown through, a human face with cloud changes quickly rolled out.
This face was at least two or three kilometers in size.
"Ding! Ghosts detected, target strength judgment: peak ghost god, host's chance of survival is 0!"
"Host, wish you the best, even if this system leaves you, your heroic sacrifice will be remembered in my heart."
"..."Your mother...
The system felt a mysterious power from the curse.
At this moment.
A huge palm condensed from dark clouds fell from the sky, covering the bald head of Monk Huang Jue without bias.
Monk Huang Jue's pupils shrank, and his expression was so terrified, with shock mixed in with the fear.
Fortunately, he reacted in time, put his palms together, then separated them and slapped them on the Golden Bell Cover, which instantly shrank and gathered energy.
At this time, the dark cloud palm had already fallen heavily.
Boom!
With a loud bang, the Golden Bell Cover of Monk Huang Jue was shattered.
A burst of air almost knocked everyone to the ground, and Zhang Di, who was sitting on the electric bike, was blown away more than ten meters.
Everyone looked at Monk Huang Jue in amazement.
They saw that Monk Huang Jue was gone.
No... not gone.
Instead, he was slapped into the ground by a slap, and a shiny top of the head could be vaguely seen buried in the middle of the road.
With the head as the center, there was a trace of a giant palm print with a radius of three meters, and the depth was at least more than two meters.
The old Taoist and the strong man didn't dare to breathe.
"Cough cough cough..."
Huang Jue, who was buried deep in the ground, coughed a few times, his head shook violently, and then with a puff, a pair of hands jumped out of the ground.
The voice had lost its resounding tone.
"Old... old bastard, Wu Tiankui... hurry, hurry... hurry and pull this poor monk out, cough cough... vomit..."
Tear, pull you out?
The old Taoist and Wu Tiankui each grabbed one of the monk's hands and exerted force.
Huang Jue was pulled out from underground, staggered and fell to the ground, spitting out blood, his face as pale as paper and bloodless.
After spitting out two mouthfuls of blood, Huang Jue looked up with horror.
The dark clouds rolled again, like an angry beast, and the fierce and terrifying breath surged.
A villa in Puzhou City!
The two female ghost kings who were curled up on the sofa and watching the drama happily looked at each other with horror.
Shen Xiaowan trembled with awe: "This... the priest is here?"
Han Ruoyun trembled and said: "This breath... should be the arrival of Zhou Jueyin Tianguan. I have never seen a priest so angry. Why is this?"
"Let's go and see!"
The two female ghost kings passed through the wall directly and flew away quickly.
In the Spirit Adjustment Bureau, Chu Weiguo and his party looked at the instrument in front of them with fear and trepidation. The square box with an antenna inserted was beeping.
The sound was so loud that it had reached the effect of being piercing.
Whenever there was a fluctuation of ghost spirit beyond the level of ghost general, the psychic tester would sound an alarm.
The louder the alarm, the stronger the ghost.
"Director!" Zhang Cai said in a trembling voice: "The alarm sounded piercingly. This is the first time in the history of Puzhou City."
"The ghost that appeared this time is at least a ghost king level!"
"No!" Chu Weiguo said in a deep voice: "The energy fluctuation is about 15 kilometers away from here."
"Here we can clearly feel the strong pressure. Ghost king level ghosts can't have such a terrifying Yin spirit energy fluctuation."
"The other party is likely to be... a ghost!"
"Ghost?"
"Tear...what should we do?"
Chu Weiguo put on his coat: "Pack up and follow me. In addition, take all the brothers who are on duty today. Call them back."
"But Director, they are ghosts and gods. With our backward equipment and capabilities, we will be cannon fodder if we go."
Chu Weiguo glared at the young man: "Remember, we are the Supernatural Investigation Bureau. It is the responsibility of every member of our Supernatural Investigation Bureau to investigate and calm down supernatural events."
"We will not retreat in the face of danger, nor will we be cowardly because of our own weakness. Maintaining the safety of the people is our top priority. This is our declaration."
"Yes, Director!"
"Everyone, let's go."
......
The dark clouds covered the sky, and it was as if the dark clouds were pressing down on the city, which was even more spectacular than the dark clouds pressing down on the city.
Sun Qingshan, who was lying on the fence of the community, was almost scared out of his wits. He didn't realize that he was sitting on the iron rod of a red tasseled spear head.
The furious and majestic voice pierced everyone's eardrums again.
"What I hate most is you bald asses, little monks, you offended the emperor's power, you deserve to be killed, I will do it for you, take your dog's life!"
An exaggerated breath enveloped Monk Huang Jue, and then a giant hand fell from the sky, spreading its palm, and was about to crush Monk Huang Jue to death.
Huang Jue looked at the giant hand with a desperate expression.
He looked at Zhang Di with a bitter expression: "I just want to hit you on the head to vent my anger, who would have thought that such a disaster would come?"
"Boy, you are really amazing, you can collude with ghosts and gods, you are unworthy of being a human being."
Zhang Di's face was livid, and he looked at the giant hand: "Wait... wait a minute!"
I am not a human being, but I am still ten people. It's a bit too much to say that I am unworthy of being a human being, right? How come even my species was changed?
The giant hand actually stopped in mid-air and fell into hesitation.
Zhang Di looked puzzled, he listened to me?
The giant hand was frozen in mid-air. It seemed that there was a pair of eyes in the clouds staring at Zhang Di, and even the anger was all restrained in an instant.
It seemed to be waiting for Zhang Di to speak.
After waiting for about half a minute, Zhang Di did not speak. He did not know how to speak at all. What if others also regarded him as an ant...
One finger could crush him to death.
At that time, I could only go to the underground to find the old man and cry out my heart.
Hmm?
Could it be the old man's people?
Zhang Di's eyes lit up, and he immediately sat up straight, cleared his throat and asked: "May I ask this... Mr. Menggui."
Monk Huang Jue was confused.
Confused +1.
Confused +2.
Confused +3...
"Excuse me... No, no, no, please, forget it, I won't ask, you should strangle him to death."
Zhang Di waved his hand in distress.
"..."
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for gaining 20 negative emotion points."
Monk Huang Jue almost fell into the pit. It was as good as saying nothing. I thought I could get away with it.
As a man, you have to be cowardly when you need to be cowardly.
But it seemed that Zhang Di's entanglement was discovered, and the giant hand formed by the clouds in the air quickly disappeared without a trace.
Even the majestic voice became less majestic, and even carried a little humility and awe: "Emperor..."
As if thinking of something, the majestic voice immediately changed: "I understand, this little monk is left to you to deal with."
Zhang Di's heart trembled; could it be that Grandpa's rebellion was successful?
Could this be the new capable general that the old man recruited in the underworld? Was he sent here specifically to ensure his safety?
It must be like this!
The old man is too fierce, I didn't expect to overthrow the underworld so quickly.