The wind is howling, like a wolf and a tiger, on the bank of the Yellow River, ten thousand ghosts are crying, chewing bones and meat, swallowing liver and drinking blood, Zhu Yifei sits on the ground, blows his head and closes his eyes, the ink hair is scattered, the blood stains the white clothes, the spirit is difficult to gather, as if it has become a red and pink skeleton, miserable. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Fairy" Han Zhe trembled, opened his mouth and shouted, and then he was covered by good deeds, and the atmosphere was difficult to come out.

Why, this sound of yang qi has been discharged, and the 10,000 unjust ghosts have suffered from hunger and cold, looking up at a few people behind the boulder, roaring a few times, and rushing forward.

"Your Highness, run" Lu Ding threw out the big knife in his hand, this knife killed countless people, kept food and drank blood, and had its own fierce breath of disaster, and for a time blocked the unjust ghost.

Han Zhe still had the strength to run, and the rest of the people were also paralyzed with their hands and feet, and even the accompanying soldiers were trembling and fled.

Two or three, Lu Ding and Gao Qiong can barely cope with it, but more and more unjust ghosts are coming, and the two of them are overstretched, difficult to defend left and right, tired of coping, and even difficult to shout.

An unjust ghost stretched out its long blue-black claws and dragged Han Zhe out of the boulder, lifted it in mid-air, opened its bloody mouth, and bit it fiercely on his arm

Qi Qi closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look at them directly.

A dragon roared for nine days, and all the ghosts were frightened, let go of Lu Ding and the others, and retreated to the riverbank, opening their mouths to cry and crying endlessly.

Han Zhe fell to the ground from mid-air, frightened, and wanted to stand up, but he couldn't use his hands and feet, but Shanji and the others saw a purple-armored flying dragon suddenly fly out of his body, and protected it, and a roar came out, the river surged, the earth shook, and thousands of ghosts shrank in fear, and they didn't dare to move forward.

"Purple Dragon Protector, the Monarch of the World" The good deeds were dumbfounded, and a few people rushed out of the boulder, taking advantage of this to help Han Zhe up and walk back in the direction of the military tent.

Seeing that he stumbled to the embankment, the purple dragon suddenly disappeared, and the good deeds shouted "not good" The cold river wind behind him blew, and the unjust ghosts flew in an instant, surrounding several people.

"It's a really good day today, I didn't expect to meet the Purple Dragon Emperor, if I eat you, wouldn't I be able to fly to become an immortal?" Li Lusu covered her lips with her hands, a sinister smile came out of her mouth, and with a wave of her sleeves with one hand, thousands of unjust ghosts were like wolves and tigers, surrounding several Han Zhe and others.

"Grandma, it's not dead yet" The black-haired skeleton sitting on the ground suddenly screamed, and six primordial gods suddenly flew out above the head, shaped like an imperial seal, huge as a seal that turned the sky, carved with the state of a nine-headed dragon, crystal clear, white and flawless, and suddenly flew above the heads of Han Zhe and others, and the magic light flashed, shaking off the unjust ghosts, and protecting several people in it.

"How is it possible" Li Lu was also a little surprised when he saw Zhu Yifei sacrifice the six primordial gods, but in an instant, he smiled and said, "You are difficult to gather the primordial gods now, and you are still in your true state, and you are vulnerable."

After speaking, he suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, opened his mouth and spit out six drops of black blood, and flew towards the Yuanshen Jade Seal, trying to defile his body, destroy his shape, scatter his law, and break his work, until he was in a place of no return.

"Han Zhe, in order to protect you, my aunt and grandmother don't even want their lives, and now even their cultivation is going to be ruined, one day, if you return to the original god, remember to give this girl a great credit on the god platform" Zhu Yifei said, haha laughed, his voice could not say the happiness and hatred, he would rather destroy the original god than save the lives of others.

Although Han Zhe didn't understand what she was talking about, he was just that he had always been strong and suddenly burst into tears, and opened his mouth several times to speak, but he couldn't speak.

The good deeds understood the deep meaning of the words, it turned out that tonight was Han Zheyingdu's death calamity, and it was not really to catch ghosts and demons and send him to the enemy army to negotiate, but this death calamity was particularly difficult, and people needed to sacrifice their lives, and this woman was willing to sacrifice her life to each other, which was admirable.

Six drops of dirty blood will stain Zhu Yifei's original state, she closed her eyes, waiting for the last moment to come, minute by minute, it seemed to start to become very long.

"The thousand-year-old hatred is not the infatuation of the world.

The water of the Yellow River blows the waves, and the bones are buried horizontally and the axiom is thrown.

Zilong should have died first, but he met Tianxi's substitute teacher Xiao.

Today, there are three years of friendship, and the fate comes and goes.

Amitabha Buddha "Although this voice is in the secret verse, but it is like a servant singing, beautiful and beautiful, a string of red sandalwood Buddha beads flew in the void, fell on the heads of Han Zhe and others, the golden light rose to the sky, like a sea tide in the void, in an instant, the six drops of ghost blood turned into filth, dissipated.

The sound of breaking the sky came for a long time, as if it was the first sound, and the surroundings suddenly calmed down and returned to peace. A little monk in white walked slowly in the virtual realm, seventeen or eighteen years old, bald head and bare neck, without a robe, without a scar on his head, and came leisurely.

The shadow of the Buddha's light is born under the feet, like a dragonfly dotting the tail, rippling waves, the body seems to have a fairy glow around the body, and the white skin is lined with jade light, walking in, and then looking at the eyebrows and eyes, exquisite, handsome and dusty, there is no man in the world to compare.

Gently falling to the ground, in front of Zhu Yifei's skeletal body, seeing the rotten skin and broken flesh, he couldn't help frowning and said: "Demon girl, why haven't you seen you for a long time, you even have a unique style of this transformation."

Zhu Yifei saw that the little monk was coming, took a long breath, recalled the six primordial gods to the body, and said weakly, "As a monk, you can leave some virtue."

"Hey, people originally wanted to hug, but it's a pity that you look like this, I really can't do it" Huitong twisted and pulled his fingers, without the sacrosanct coldness just now.

"Yes, are you here to save me, if not, turn around and walk slowly, don't send it" Zhu Yifei really can't stand his appearance, even if he was cute when he was young, he still sells cuteness at this age, it's a little shameful.

"Oh" the little monk replied blankly, turned around and left.

"Huitong, you come back to the old lady" Zhu Yifei was a little anxious when he saw him coming, and now in this situation, he can only rely on him to break the 100,000 unjust ghosts, otherwise, he will be buried here today.

"The old lady who dares to call herself an Arhat, a demon girl, I haven't seen her for a few months, it's really naughty" The little monk ran to him with a smile, raised his little fist and hit Zhu Yifei's head, and knocked three times as if he was coquettish.

She was a little speechless, and suddenly felt that the three Buddha lights suddenly entered the body, turned into true qi and flowed into the dantian, and instantly the seven Xuandan recovered as before, not only that, but under the inner vision of the Dharma eye, the lotus flower in the Dan body increased several times, and the carcass, which was originally only half of the body, slowly grew feet and became seven complete babies.

"Dan fetus?" Zhu Yifei was in a state of surprise, but Huitong pushed her and said with a smile, "What's the daze, hurry up and hide behind, in case there is a fight, how can people protect you"

His strength can be imagined, this push overturned Zhu Yifei's skeleton shelf to the ground, and it rolled very well for a few weeks.

"Little monk, my old body was almost broken by you" Zhu Yifei stood up, slapped the dirt on the skeleton, and said hatefully.

"Oh, demon girl, people don't mean it" The little monk said with a smile, turned to Li Lu, the nightmare ghost in the river, and said, "Oh, you shameless, today, I'll clean you up after seeing the little ancestor."

When Zhu Yifei heard this, he almost vomited blood and died on the spot, which monk spoke like this, and some of the ruffians and hooligans in the root area fought together, saying that he had also watched him grow up, uh, although he had never seen him since the retreat, however, this child also followed Xie Yichen, in the Qilin Sect, it should not become like this.

Then Li Lu looked Huitong up and down, seemed to recognize it, and said hatefully, "What about Ziyang?" Why are you here and he hasn't? “

Huitong spread out the palm of his hand, the swastika appeared, and with a flick of his backhand, the golden light flew out and fell on the red sandalwood Buddha beads, and the Buddha beads became several times larger in an instant, covering 100,000 unjust ghosts in the Buddha's light.

"Quick, the ugliest one, you pick it up" Huitong didn't pay attention to Li Lu, but pointed to the good deeds and said.

Shanshi's eyes widened, and he pointed to his nose and asked, "Holy monk, what do you say about me?" ”

"Well, it's you, the ugliest, pick it up, hurry up" The little monk ordered, then turned his head to Li Lu Zhengse and said, "The original thing was your wishful thinking, as a woman, shameless, debauched, only to suffer this catastrophe, without repentance, even ate the souls of 100,000 good people, practiced the art of killing ghosts, the crime is monstrous, it is my Buddha's mercy, I can't indulge you today, accept your life" The little monk said, lifted the white robe with one hand, jumped up, stood in the void, opened it with one palm, and a golden light flashed "Swastika" Buddha seal flew out instantly, Under the rotating hood above Li Lu's head.

When Li Lu saw that 100,000 unjust souls were collected, he was horrified in his heart, knowing that he was in a catastrophe today, he erected a karmic ghost cover, and his body quickly sank into the river.

"Where to run" The little monk swiped with a single palm, and the river instantly separated left and right, revealing an equator, full of white bones, several higher than the mountain, Li Lu hid under the pile of white bones, trembling, and kept begging for mercy.

The lotus palm was split, and with an earth-shattering sound, 100,000 white bones turned into ashes, revealing Li Lu's body, which was as if it was alive and had not corroded.

"It turns out that you actually want to become an immortal, but you don't know, the road to becoming an immortal is not cast by killing innocents in vain, so acting, if you don't beat your soul away, it will be difficult for 100,000 evil ghosts and souls" The little monk scolded Li Lu angrily, sighed, stood with one palm on his chest, closed his eyes and recited a sentence "Amitabha"

The four characters turned into golden characters, drilled out of Huitong's mouth, and slowly became larger, surrounding Li Lu's body.

The earth-shattering explosion sounded, and Li Lu's terrible scream was completely extinguished.

Everything returned to calm, on the riverbank, Han Zhe was paralyzed on the ground, cold sweat was like water, and the good deeds and others obediently picked up the scattered Bodhi beads, each of which was as white as jade, warm in hand, and held it in the palm of his hand, which made several people feel extremely peaceful, as if what they had just experienced was like a dream.

Shanxi gave Han Zhe some Bodhi beads, and when he saw that his face softened, he sighed.

Dozens of torches were lit on the opposite side of the riverbank, obviously the movement was too big, alarming the local soldiers, at this moment, Han Zhe's entourage of the adjutant general of the escort army, also took more than 20 people to climb the embankment, rushed over, saw that several adults were embarrassed, and took the lead in kneeling down to ask for guilt, not daring to say more.

The little monk paced slowly, came to Zhu Yifei, bit off his fingertips, and dropped a drop of Buddha's blood on the center of his eyebrows.

"Demon girl, it's still like this, it's the most suitable" The little monk opened his mouth and said with a smile.

Zhu Yifei was about to speak, when she suddenly felt a burst of cold and hot alternation in her body, the magic light was intermittent, her flesh and bones seemed to be supported by something, and she was about to burst at any time, covering her abdomen with her hands, lying on the ground, and moaning in mourning.

"Enchantress, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that she had changed her normal color, the little monk picked her up with his anxious long arms, but at the moment of entering his arms, he instantly appeared in his original form and fell back to the ground.

"It's not good, I'm going to molt" Zhu Yifei, who had a flash of inspiration in the sea of souls, and had fallen to the ground and turned back into human form, leaned over and said in pain.