Martial Arts? Sorry, I am better at Thunder Spell!-Chapter 249 - 161 Today I shall refine you (Second update Please

Chapter 249: 161 Today, I shall refine you! (Second update! Please subscribe! Please vote for monthly tickets!)_2

Chapter 249: 161 Today, I shall refine you! (Second update! Please subscribe! Please vote for monthly tickets!)_2

So these ordinary people couldn’t inflict the slightest damage on the Ghost King with their talismans.

At this moment, they looked at the chaos inside the live streaming room.

Qin Hao sent a barrage of messages.

“Supreme Heavenly Venerate, don’t panic, I’ve already descended the mountain!”

As soon as the Heavenly Master’s barrage appeared,

it instantly attracted countless netizens and audiences.

“Holy shit! I’m crying with joy, the Heavenly Master finally responded!”

“The Heavenly Master is here! Damn it, he’s finally here!”

“I don’t know why, but now seeing the words ‘Heavenly Master’ just gives me a full sense of security, I hope the Heavenly Master can hurry up, the casualties are too severe, this Ghost King is too terrifying.”

“How long will it take for the Heavenly Master to arrive? It seems very far from Longguang City to Shanghai! Can he make it in time?”

Inside the live streaming room, seeing the Heavenly Master’s response,

some felt a glimmer of hope.

But others remained soberly aware of the human condition.

They suddenly realized a problem.

That was the issue of distance.

This supernatural event took place in Shanghai.

And Shanghai is very far from the Heavenly Master’s place at Qingyun Mountain in Longguang City.

Even by plane, it would take three to four hours.

By car, it would be even slower.

Moreover, the Heavenly Master would have to buy a ticket, could he make it?

Many people again sank deep into despair.

The Heavenly Master, although powerful, was too far away.

The real despair was not being able to arrive on time.

However, they didn’t know

that after Qin Hao sent the barrage,

he got up from his room and directly walked to the courtyard.

To go to Shanghai, he never intended to take any sort of car or plane.

Qin Hao: I’m a cultivator, why would I travel that way?

It’s fine to take a plane or car during holidays,

that’s experiencing life.

But when it comes to major events,

a person in a purple robe has their own flying mount, which is quite logical, right!

Qin Hao went to the yard, already summoning Xiao Bai in his heart.

Moments later, a whooshing sound broke through the air.

The Immortal Crane Xiao Bai descended from the sky.

This Immortal Crane had been practicing all this time at Qingyun Mountain

and had followed the Green Ox around, eating and drinking for free,

feasting on many good things in Qin Hao’s vegetable garden.

Now its realm had risen madly.

Its bloodline talents had also been activated.

At this moment, the Immortal Crane Xiao Bai had undergone a transformation.

Qin Hao directly sat on the back of the Immortal Crane,

patted its big head,

and said, “Let’s go! We are off to Shanghai.”

At this moment, Shanghai had been invaded by the Ghost King and had become a human Hell.

There could be no delay.

Qin Hao sat on the back of the Immortal Crane.

The next second, with a flap of Xiao Bai’s wings,

it shot out like an arrow leaving the bowstring.

Now that Xiao Bai had awakened its bloodline talents, it could perform short bursts of Void flight.

With every flap of its wings, Xiao Bai could tear a small piece of the Void, traversing space.

It was essentially a Space Jump.

And with each jump, it flew hundreds of miles.

Above the sky, inside a civilian airliner,

a female photographer was taking photos at the plane’s window.

As she took pictures, she also marveled at how beautiful the country’s landscapes were.

The view of the sea of clouds was simply too beautiful.

But the next second, she felt something was off.

Had something just whooshed by?

The photographer reviewed the photos she had just taken.

The next second, she found a photo that made her question her life.

She had inadvertently captured a gigantic white crane with a man dressed in a purple Taoist robe on its back.

The white crane flapped its wings and passed by the plane in the blink of an eye.

The female photographer was stunned.

“What is that? I must be dreaming, right.”

…

In Shanghai,

the bustling streets were now in chaos.

Cries and screams were everywhere.

People who were once fashionably dressed were now fleeing their homes in sheer panic.

A few fake socialites were leisurely putting together an afternoon tea.

Four or five people gathered, each taking photos of the same dessert from various angles.

Suddenly, a gigantic ghostly hand stretched in,

grabbed the dessert along with the fake socialites,

and threw them into its mouth.

The fake socialites and the dessert blended together, and the Ghost King indulged in the silky smoothness.

In a certain high-end hotel,

the consumption was exorbitant.

To stay here for a night, a five-figure room charge was necessary.

Through the room’s glass, you could see the best river view of Shanghai.

The ultimate enjoyment, a graceful life.

However, at this moment, inside a single room of the hotel,

seeing the Ghost King’s assault,

sixty lavishly dressed socialites suddenly burst out of the room in an instant.

It was hard to imagine

how such a small single room could accommodate so many fake socialites.

These fake socialites were terrified,

completely disregarding their usual grace.

Some even threw away their shoes, running barefoot on the streets.

Of course, there were a few fake socialites

who, while escaping, saw rich second-generation kids with supercar keys in their pockets.

Their eyes lit up.

In front of a wealthy guy, how could they reveal their disheveled state?

These few socialites stopped, slowly walking in their high heels.

Even if they were fleeing, they maintained the grace of a socialite.

But what responded to them wasn’t the gaze of the rich kids.

The rich kids had long since hopped into their supercars and sped away.

Meanwhile, a huge ghost hand came down from above, slapping a few elegant socialites and sending them flying.

Ghost King: I’m giving you a chance, but you don’t know how to use it!

At this moment, in the middle of the street,

a baby stroller was pushed to the middle of the road by the fleeing crowd.

A mother, seeing the stroller being taken away by the flow of people, was desperate.

Moreover, the stroller was gradually heading in the direction

where the Ghost King was advancing.

The mother still wanted to retrieve her child,

but bystanders were holding her back.

“Big sister, forget about it, run, if you don’t run now, you’ll die too! You can’t save the child!”

The Ghost King was coming.

Bystanders directly dragged the mother away.

And the Ghost King’s gaze also lingered on the baby stroller.

Inside, lay a baby only a few months old.

The baby’s skin was still tender.

Crying out loud because it couldn’t see its familiar mother,

the Ghost King noticed the baby’s rapidly beating heart inside its chest.

It was a fresh heart.

Eating it could enhance its cultivation by decades!

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The Ghost King reached out its demon’s claw toward the baby stroller.

Nearby, many bystanders watched the scene,

despairingly closing their eyes.

Even the live broadcasters were turning red.

Inside the barrage of messages, netizens cursed.

“Damn it! You damn Evil Ghost! You’re asking for death!”

“Damn bastard, if you dare touch that child, I will kill you!”

“Wait till the Heavenly Master arrives; you’re dead!”

“If you have guts, attack adults, you’re really a beast for touching a child!”

“You must be sent to the Eighteen Layers of Hell! Anything short of obliteration would be letting you off easy!”

Seeing this scene, netizens who usually joke around broke down.

This Evil Ghost had no humanity.

But the netizens’ curses couldn’t stop the Ghost King’s momentum.

Its hand was already reaching for the baby.

The next second, it was going to touch the baby’s body.

But at that moment,

in Shanghai, someone noticed.

A ripple in the Void overhead,

a huge white figure burst out from the Void instantly.

Accompanying the white figure’s emergence,

a voice also resonated in the air.

“Please, Golden Sword, unsheathe!”

Then,

a golden gourd flew down from the sky, turning into a Golden Sword in the air.

The Golden Sword sliced through all in its path.

At the same time, a call came from heaven.

“Supreme Heavenly Venerate, I’m late! Audacious evil spirit, slaughtering the innocent, today I shall refine you!”

Qin Hao stood directly on the back of the Immortal Crane,

controlling the Xuanhuang Sword Qi that the Yellow Gourd had transformed into.

With one strike, he chopped off one of the Ghost King’s ghostly hands.

Simultaneously, he grabbed with his large hand,

and his five fingers immediately converged into a cyan Law Hand in the air.

“Yimu Innate Qi Capture!”

The cyan Law Hand grabbed the Ghost King’s head in one go, dragging it like trash several hundred meters back, then flung it out into the river.

The Ghost King screamed in pain after Qin Hao’s Flying Sword severed its ghost hand.

The Flying Sword had wounded its very soul – its essence.

Even as the Ghost King, it felt pain.

And now, the people of Shanghai, seeing the purple-robed figure who rushed to rescue them above the sky,

were boiling with excitement.

“The man in the purple robe has arrived!”