As soon as the ground flipped over, a huge piece of earth flew high, and the black dirt obscured the moonlight in the sky, casting a large shadow on the ground, and the radius was not less than hundreds of meters.

Lin Hu raised a front paw that was about the size of his body, and just stood in place looking at the shadows in the sky, when he was in Qinling before, he was idle, but he didn't do nothing.

At the very least, with the supernatural power of the Law Heaven and Earth, he has been able to control the huge parts of his body, not like before, he is completely unable to control it.

And the other supernatural power he cultivated, at this time, he discovered a new use, those hairs wrapped around the old tree, is the masterpiece of this supernatural power, they limit the opponent's virtual skills, and wrap it dead on the dirt that has been lifted.

As Lin Hu's voice sounded, the hair on the old tree's body also made the same sound, and the superimposed sound made the old tree dizzy for a while.

Soon, a large number of voices converged to form four deafening characters. "Keep running!"

Looking at the claws on the ground with a radius of 100 meters, the old tree's expression was extremely stiff, the corners of his mouth moved, and he said tremblingly. "This, what kind of supernatural power is this?"

Lin Hu didn't hide it, and he had nothing to hide. "The Dharma is like heaven and earth, and it is incarnated outside the body. ”

The old man's face was full of despair, and in the face of life and death, whether it was a human being or a demon, it seemed that there was no difference, the same vulnerability, the same despair.

But soon, he seemed to remember something again, as if grasping at a life-saving straw, and the old tree asked eagerly. "The Demon King needs a ghost?"

"Now, not anymore. The corners of Lin Hu's mouth grinned, revealing a vicious smile, and his voice carried the unique shadow of a villain. "This king only wants to kill you now. ”

"Or, if you imprison your souls and sacrifice them day and night, will you not .....?"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Hu jumped forward, his body appeared hundreds of meters away, trampled the female ghost under his feet, and then looked back at the place where he had just stood.

In the smoke and dust, countless gravel flew towards Lin Hu, hitting the demonic qi on the surface of the body, making a clanging sound, under the golden light, the place where Lin Hu stood before left a huge pit dozens of meters wide, and in the hole was a string of golden prayer beads.

Prayer beads?

Who the hell is this?

I finally want to pretend to be a B, and I don't even let myself finish the villain's lines, if you come out, I promise not to kill you.

"Demons, seven villages, more than 300 lives, today you will pay for the debt with blood. The rosary flew out of the pit and landed in the calloused palm of a palm, and the owner of the palm also revealed his true face in the moonlight that had broken through the demon clouds before, a monk dressed in tatters.

He is lean, but has a pair of huge arms that are completely unequal, covered with green tendons, full of muscles, he walked slowly towards the moonlight through the demon clouds, dark skin, in the moonlight, shining with a metallic luster, but different from the purebred black skin, with a faint yellow, facial features also have a unique style of the Oriental.

So, how much sun are you getting in the sun?

Can you get such a healthy complexion?

Lin Hu looked at the monk who was walking slowly, and couldn't help but start to complain secretly, I don't know how poor this goods is, the clothes are like strips of cloth, which can cover the private parts, and the straw sandals on the feet are also the straw sandals that Lin Hu has only seen on TV.

Look at this callus, look at this dark, absolute working family.

But as the monk approached, Lin Hu stopped complaining, and began to look at him seriously, not because of his unusual outfit, but because of some other things.

As the monk walked slowly, there was a special breath coming to his face, like a tower on a high mountain, like a bell in the moonlight, like a sculpture on an arched bridge, like a stone slab on an ancient road, with a precipitation like years, and a kind of vicissitudes that have been weathered.

But the most striking thing is that he has two thick eyebrows, which are tightly closed, like two rigid lines, and like ....... I can't make it up.

Oh, a lot of.

His eyes continued to go down, Lin Hu saw the military badge on his tattered clothes, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, how come there are these goods everywhere, every time he comes when he is done fighting, when the accident occurs, no one is seen, he runs over to grab the fruit, and the thief is very timely.

But before Lin Hu could say hello, he saw the monk who was walking slowly, stopped not far away, he clasped his hands together, and with the continuous chanting in his mouth, a golden statue of King Ming rose from behind him, and the fierce-faced King Ming, holding high the demon pestle, waved down, and the sharp sound of breaking the air sounded, with the white light of the Dao Dao that was torn apart by the vacuum, and slammed forward.

The air in front of him was discharged, guarding the wind aura around him, and he was constantly roaring and roaring, the target of this thing was not the old tree flying in the sky, but the Lin Hu who was facing him.

"Demon Tiger, suffer death. ”

Oh, wait,, I didn't do it.

Where did you come from, are you blind, you can't see Lao Tzu's black hair and red lines?

The Qinling Demon King doesn't know you, who let you out to fight?

Don't think that if you close your eyes, you can pretend that you don't know me, and when I fix you, you must find the secret service to point the loss, Lin Hu turned around, and slapped forward with the huge palm before, and he couldn't hold back the wind aura, like a tiger that had escaped the gate, roared forward, and with the majestic power of the law, he faced the Ming Wangxiang behind the monk.

The demon pestle started from the tip and shattered inch by inch, and the huge Ming King behind the monk also began to crack, and then exploded into pieces of golden pieces.

The monk's eyes opened, revealing the pupils that were all whites, his black body instantly turned golden, his two muscular arms pushed forward suddenly, the huge golden handprint flashed away, the sound of blunt objects hitting the leather sounded, and between the ground shook, a small mushroom cloud rose.

Sample, dare to fight with yourself, who gave you the courage, Liang Jingru?

Ignoring the flying monk, Lin Hu rolled the female ghost on his tail and looked up at the old tree in the sky again.

Just now, when someone took advantage of the monk's attack on himself, he wanted to break through the demonic power that bound the old tree, and the energy came very vast, far stronger than the energy of the old tree, but the essence of the energy was the same as the old tree.

Bloody, vicious, and sinister.

There is another ghost in the vicinity, and he is far more powerful than this ghost tree.