Nanami's limbs opened and hung on the terrifying tombstone, and the unknown power appeared, making Nanami realize that none of this was a pretend......

"Ahhh!!h

Suddenly, the monk Nanami screamed again, as if he had been stabbed in the eye by the sharp claws of the evil ghost, and a hole appeared in the eye socket of the monk Nanami, and blood gushed out of the eye, flowing all over the right side of his face!

The monks were so frightened that they trembled when they saw Nanami lose an eye inexplicably.

But it was useless to tremble, one after another screams came out of the mouths of these monks, and their wails almost reached the bottom of the mountain, and they were all terrified to hear it.

The monks covered their right eyes, blood spilled from between their fingers, and from the first time Nanami was hung there, the monks were blinded in their right eyes, including the old monk who had already accepted the sanctions, he was the only one who didn't wail, he was pale and sat there in pain, while the other monks were already rolling on the ground, rubbing all over with blood!

"What's the use of keeping your right eye that can't tell right from wrong?" a cold voice floated down from above and reached everyone's ears.

The monks were so frightened that they curled up, and a few of them even kowtowed and begged for mercy, they all heard it, this is Nara Haraku's voice, Nara Hara is obviously dead, but everyone heard his voice, isn't this a terrible ghost asking for his life, he came to take revenge, he must have come to take revenge!

"The right ear that can only listen to gossip and can't listen to the truth is meaningless to keep. The sound of Nara Haraku's ghost sounded again.

Hearing this sentence, all the monks had a spasm in their right ear, and even though nothing had happened, they felt the sharp stinging pain in their eyes in their right ear!

"Ah!!!h

Sure enough, it started again with the monk Nanami who was hanging on the tombstone. The bloody right ear was ripped off, and the sound made all the monks feel like they have fallen into the hell of Ah Nose.

And one after the other. All the monks of Yan Ming Temple, including the presiding over Xinyu, had their right ears pulled down. The pain in their right eye had not been relieved for half a minute, and there was even more unbearable pain in their right ear, and at this moment they even hoped that Nara Hara had directly taken their lives and not tortured them like this.

"If you only know how to fall into the well, and you don't know how to help, there's no point in keeping it!" Nara Haraku's voice had completely turned into pain.

They had already been punished twice, and once they learned what was going to happen next, the fear and despair turned into incoherent cries and begs for mercy, and they didn't have to bear it a third time. They have already exhausted all the regrets in the beginning!!

"Please, ...... Original Empty ...... It's all our fault, don't torture like this...... Torture everyone. The old monk was sweating profusely, his willpower was amazing, and he was the only monk who could speak a little normally.

The other monks were already rolling on the ground, crying and calling for their mother, especially the Nanami who was hanging on the tombstone, who was mixed with pain and fear at the moment, and had incontinence.

"Repentance can't get back a fresh life!" came out in a cold voice.

The old monk felt that this voice was near him. He slowly raised his head, and with his left eye, he could dimly see a man in black monk's robe standing in front of him.

The old monk's face was shocked, because what he saw was Nara Haraku!!

Could it be that you have lost your right eye so that you can see ghosts?

Nara Hara slowly walked towards the tombstone. He stood in front of Nanami with a strange smile.

On the tombstone plate, there are two red demons. They look exactly like the evil spirits found in Buddhist scriptures and ancient scrolls that punish the world, and they have horns on their foreheads. The face is bare-faced, and the hands are half-hooked into claws. Feet with iron hoops!

It was these two demons who were punishing them, and at this moment one of them was holding Nanami's body, and the other demon had already grabbed Nanami's right arm, apparently about to break his arm alive!!

"Stop!! ”

Just when the old monk was at a loss, an iron-like voice came from another place.

This voice of the old monk had a slight impression, it seemed to be one of those young people who stayed overnight!

Nara Hara turned around slowly, and his strange gray-black eyes stared at Ai Jiangtu.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he smiled coldly at Ai Jiangtu: "You want to be nosy...... Oh, I forgot you don't understand Japanese. ”

"Originally, the matter between you and Miyata was indeed very sympathetic, but your act of using a vessel to take away other people's souls and cultivate into evil spirits to curse and take revenge is even more hateful!" Ai Jiangtu said to the cursed blood map.

"If you want to stop me, just come, it's a pity that you can't see me at all......" Nara said disdainfully.

Ai Jiangtu's heart sank, Nara Haraku's words were right, he actually couldn't see Nara Haraku at all, he could only judge the general location of Nara Harakura from the miserable condition of these monks and the sound that floated down.

"You give me ......"

"Ah!!!!h

Before Ai Jiangtu finished speaking, he heard the terrible cry of the monk Nanami.

Blood fell in pieces, Nanami's right hand was directly torn off, and his whole body screamed until he couldn't make a sound in his throat, his body twitched wildly, and all the green tendons on his body were about to burst out!

"Bastard!!" Ai Jiangtu was furious, and an invisible force was suddenly released from his body, shaking everything around him to retreat.

His thoughts filled his surroundings, and even objects touched by his angry thoughts were shattered.

This Nara Hara is even more ruthless than imagined!

"Nara Hara, Nara Hara Sora!!"

At the mountain road, Mo Fan's shout came from behind Ai Jiangtu, Ai Jiangtu glanced back and found that Mo Fan was running wildly from the mountain road with blood-colored boots, and the whole person was like a rampaging beast, with smoke and dust billowing out!

Mo Fan rushed to the boundary of the cursed blood map, and at a glance he saw that Nara Hara, who was in the cursed blood map, was wearing a monk's robe that was different from that day!

"Nara Haraku, I didn't expect you to be such a monk!"

"When I first talked to you, I thought you were an upright bald donkey, with your own bottom line, who would have thought that you were so mad, using utensils to maintain a memory that the whole world would pity you, and making yourself an evil spirit who is not a ghost or a ghost. Someone else Miyata is dead, you still don't let her go, drive her soul to harm people and hook souls, you shameless, vicious, dirty, selfish, cruel, despicable monk, hurry up and get out of hell, you will never be free!" Mo Fan was already full of anger, and pointed at Nara Hara and scolded in one breath. (To be continued.) )