Cultivation Chronicles in the Marvel Universe

Chapter 37: Kill

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Palm Thunder is the most basic thunder technique in Taoism.

In the world of Yama, palm thunder is like the Luohan fist of Shaolin Temple, and it is almost a common Taoist method.

Anyone who understands the Taoist practice methods will be able to perform palm thunder magic.

The palm thunder method is also very common, using true essence to connect the essence of heaven and earth to simulate the power of thunder and lightning.

It is most suitable for dealing with some ordinary ghosts, evil spirits, and newly-emerged monsters.

Because these monsters and ghosts are most afraid of the thunder and lightning disasters that represent the mighty power of heaven.

However, what ordinary cultivators can display is just white thunder.

However, the lightning emitted from Tang Song's palm was purple.

This is the secret thunder method of Tai Shang Taoism. It draws on the purple air from the rising sun every day when the sun alternates with the moon, and uses secret methods to give the palm thunder an extra three points of pure yang power to break evil.

In three breaths, Tang Song swung his right hand thirty-seven times in a row, and the purple lightning instantly submerged Dickenfers.

Tang Song's left hand threw out twenty punches with the most authentic Buddhist Great Demon Subduing Fist.

The purple light of thunder, the golden light of the Buddha that subdues demons, and the bloody power of the evil god blended together.

Dickenfels' body swelled up like a balloon that was overfilled with water and then exploded.

The body fragments shattered like flowers in the sky, splashing everywhere.

Suddenly, bursts of blood appeared on a piece of broken liver.

The power of the blood god in the wreckage continued to repair its body.

The dirty blood gushed out and soon solidified into a new body for Dickenfels.

But just as his body took shape, two sword balls emitted white light and pierced back and forth at the same time, leaving two blood holes the size of bowls in his chest.

Before the blood hole healed, Tang Song's figure floated as light as a gust of wind, and he made hand seals and gestures.

Two energies, one purple and one gold, instantly enveloped the newly formed body of Deaconfers.

The purple power of thunder instantly destroyed every cell in this flesh orifice.

The golden Buddha light ripples in the deepest part of the body, faintly suppressing and dissipating the strange strands of blood light.

Explode, revive, explode, revive, explode, revive again...

Under the influence of the three forces, Dickenfels exploded seven times before he turned into a pool of blood in despair.

Tang Song looked at West and his group walking towards them, and secretly made a hand seal with his hands.

A beam of blood was pulled out from the stained blood by an invisible chain, and in the blood, one could faintly see the struggling miniature blood shadow of Dickenfers.

There was a rustling sound of scales rubbing against each other, and a black shadow flashed quickly and swallowed the blood shadow into its stomach.

"Keep it well, this is not for you to eat!" Tang Song rubbed the ring on his thumb and tapped it softly.

… …

The abyss, a vast world with unknown boundaries.

Under the blood moon, everything is desolate and lonely.

Unlike hell which is filled with magma and sea of fire, this place is filled with blood mist, bloody red mountains, and winding rivers of blood.

There was no living creature in the blood mist, and occasionally the sound of flapping wings flashed across the sky.

Under the blood moon, you can vaguely see groups of blood-red bats flying by.

Deep in this latitude, in a valley among the blood-red mountains, stands a black castle covering tens of millions of acres.

Outside the castle, a bloody river with a moat hundreds of meters wide was rippling with waves. From time to time, one could see some huge creatures that looked like crocodiles but were not crocodiles swimming in the bloody river.

The black castle has walls that are hundreds of meters high. The black crystal stones are engraved with ancient patterns, which looks solemn and dignified.

Every five meters on the city wall, there is a stone sculpture with a ghost head, wings on the back and a lion's tail.

These gargoyles are motionless, as if they were real sculptures, except for their two constantly rotating obsidian eyes, proving that these gargoyles are not simple sculptures.

As a member of an ancient dark race, the gargoyle's eyes are naturally capable of seeing through magical tricks.

They are also the first choice for some powerful beings to guard their homes.

However, in the dark world of today, the total number of gargoyles in the world does not exceed a thousand.

And this castle uses more than hundreds of thousands of gargoyles.

Under the city wall, teams of headless knights riding black nightmares patrol the castle.

The nightmare's four hooves stepped on green flames, carrying these headless knights wearing ancient armor.

They exude a strong aura of undead spirits, and they are all high-level undead creatures.

But in this ancient castle, they were just ordinary soldiers patrolling the castle.

At the deepest part of the castle, thirteen blood pillars reach the sky, supporting a towering hall. The hall is empty, and the walls are engraved with portraits and stories.

If a senior pastor comes here, he will be surprised to find that the contents of these murals are very similar to those in the Bible, except that there are more characters in these stories.

A black giant beast as big as a hill was crawling in the center of the hall. It was a hundred meters in size, with countless sword-shaped spines on its back and a pair of huge bat wings covering its entire body, leaving only its lizard-like head exposed.

With a breath from his huge nostrils, two small fire tornadoes were created in the hall.

The snoring sound echoed in the hall like thunder.

Not far from the black dragon, there were black stairs leading upwards. At the end of the stairs, there was a black coffin lying horizontally.

The unknown wooden coffin exuded a bloody glow. The surface of the coffin was woven with fine patterns with gold threads, which seemed to be some kind of ancient writing.

Above the coffin, blood mist rose up, gathering and dispersing, as if responding to the barely audible breathing sounds inside the coffin.

Suddenly, the blood mist paused and stagnated for a moment before dissipating again.

… …

An extended Rolls-Royce was driving on the road, the back seat of the Rolls-Royce.

Tang Song was listening to West's popularization of knowledge about vampires.

He was somewhat curious about the immortality displayed by Deaconfels.

When it comes to the extent of understanding of dark creatures, the authority of the Holy See is naturally beyond doubt.

The strength displayed by Dickenfers was indeed good. It could be said that in terms of powerful magic power, the blood in his body could even be comparable to that of a cultivator who had established his foundation.

However, in terms of the degree of use of this power, it is too rough.

Just like a savage beast in the deep mountains and forests, it has nothing but great strength and no magic.

This vampire didn't seem to know any magic, relying only on his speed and immortality.

But no matter how fast it is, it cannot be faster than the two sword balls in Tang Song's hands.

In addition, the Taoist palm thunder and the Buddhist demon-subduing Buddha's light are just the right things to restrain vampires, such extremely yin creatures.

Tang Song didn't have to spend much effort to deal with this vampire.

However, the immortality of this vampire was beyond Tang Song's expectations.

You know, even the Taoist divine thunder and Buddhist golden light took seven times to completely destroy him.

"Dark creatures like vampires will become stronger as they age!"

West explained to Tang Song:

"Before the Middle Ages, when vampires were rampant, they once ruled all of Europe. The division of titles among human nobles was established by them!"

"Duke, Marquis, Earl, Viscount, and Baron, from Duke to Baron, this was once the standard for dividing power among vampires!"

"Among all the vampire clans, except for some ancient ones, the Grand Duke is already the top existence active in the dark world."

"This vampire has shown immortality that even surpasses the Vampire Grand Duke. This must be related to the Blood God!"

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