Du embroidery needle joined, and the head in the flames was furious to the point of madness. The rolling torrent of black matter and yin qi surged out wildly.

Du Xiuzhen is old and experienced, and it can be seen that the girl in the wedding dress is strong and capable. shouted loudly: "I'm working harder, be sure not to give her a chance to breathe." ”

None of the people present were idle, and all of them spared no effort. The real Sanyang Kaitai Fu is pasted on the female ghost as if he didn't want money, four at a time, and one is blown up and immediately made up.

The flying sword affection of the puppy cub shuttles together with the eight sword qi. The sword qi leaves a big hole, and the human affection leaves a small hole. The black and white bell, which was not afraid of flames, was used as a brick, violently beckoning the head of the ghost in the wedding dress.

Su Qingyi silently recited the articles of Confucian sages, and silently, the yin qi was dissolved.

However, just when the female ghost's voice was intermittent, and she was about to lose her voice. With a "bang", the entire study was smashed in an instant. A pitch-black palm fell from the sky, as big as the black pressure of a house, and pressed it straight.

Xing Zhen hugged Su Qingyi and bent over and sprinted, and Du Xiuzhen hugged Hu Qiugu and swept to the ground. They all rubbed the edges of their palms, and they could have dodged a blow.

Puppies and little reds, lead-free and hang-free are much faster. Xingzhen and Du Xiuzhen took a step first, and safely escaped from the bombardment range of the palm.

Unexpectedly, the pitch-black palm that should have been slapped down to smash the ghost in the wedding dress. Approaching the red wedding dress, it stopped abruptly, and then disappeared, replaced by an old monk, standing beside the headless female ghost.

The old monk's palm flicked lightly, and his big sleeves danced with it. There was no aura or wind, and all the talismans were shattered, and the flames were extinguished in an instant.

The female ghost in the wedding dress was tortured a lot, and there was not enough yin qi to maintain the pre-life state. The bright red wedding dress became more and more flared, looking big and fat.

The original long hair fluttered like a troubled face, and all the flesh and blood receded, leaving only the white bones. Without the fire attack, you can regain your freedom.

The white bone skull rolled to its feet on its own, then leaped back to its neck. After a clattering sound, the head and body merged back together.

On closer inspection, the neck and palms exposed outside the wedding dress are all white bones and no flesh. The black substance and yin qi were almost exhausted, and through the hole penetrated by the wedding dress, the female ghost's body could be seen to be white bones.

After shaking her head for a while, she can move freely again. Suddenly picked up his slap and threw it at the old monk beside him.

Looking at his posture, hating the old monk is better than Xing Zhen and others. He scolded even more angrily: "Bastard, dare to destroy my study." This is his study, the study I have taken care of for nearly twenty years. ”

The angry slap suddenly stopped when it approached the old monk, and the sound of angry scolding also stopped. The white bone palm fan was replaced by a stroke, gently approaching the old monk's face. For fear of hurting the other party with too much force, he was cautious and didn't even dare to approach.

The skeleton asked tenderly, "How are you old?"

The old monk did not dislike the skeleton appearance of the ghost in the wedding dress, stretched out his dry palm, and touched the white bones on his face dotingly.

did not answer directly, but said affectionately: "You are still so beautiful." ”

The ghost of the wedding dress was nervous, and she seemed to be warm and angry: "Lying, people are not ghosts and ghosts, where is it beautiful." ”

The old monk may have a problem with his eyes, or he may have a problem in his lover's eyes. insisted: "It's really beautiful, the only woman in the world who makes me favor." It was, and it is. It's because I'm too old to deserve you. ”

Suddenly remembering the question of the female ghost just now, the old monk said slowly: "I was a dead person, but I was rescued by Master Wen." The price to be paid is thirty years of life. Although he can live longer now when he enters the spiritual cultivation, his face is fixed when he was dying. ”

For no reason, the ghost of the wedding dress actually stomped her feet like a little woman: "Why don't you come to see me, I have been waiting here for twenty years." I didn't find your body back then, I thought you wouldn't want to abandon me after the defeat. “

"In the past 20 years, I have seen a scholar kill another. After killing and burying it in the flower garden to make flower fertilizer, who made me think of you as soon as I saw the scholar. ”

The old monk smiled bitterly: "It's not that I don't want to come, it's that I can't come." Master Wen won't let you and me meet, otherwise you will be beaten and scattered. ”

"I didn't know that you killed a lot of scholars, and I put them in. Do you think that the prohibition of this mansion can be entered by some scholars who are helpless?"

"It's all Master Wen's means, and it's also her who imprisons you again. I, on the other hand, can only guard you from the outside. I knew that it was close at hand, but I never saw each other. ”

The ghost in the wedding dress was very puzzled: "Why do you want this, what is the purpose of Master Wen?"

The old monk said in one word: "Let you not give up and be disappointed, let you live forever." When the time is ripe, she will rise up in the name of the eldest princess and seize the throne of Cailuan Kingdom. ”

An old monk and a girl in a wedding dress are extremely conceited, and you don't pay attention to the bystanders at all.

And Xingzhen also tacitly did not bother, sooner or later it was a battle. It doesn't make a difference a little earlier or a little later, there is so much information in their conversation that it doesn't hurt to listen to it.

In the end, the old monk grabbed the dry bone palm of the ghost in the wedding dress. He said softly: "I came here to save you privately, and Master Wen will definitely not let you and me go when he comes back." We won't be separated this time, it's a big deal to go to Huangquan together. “

The female ghost in the wedding dress snuggled in the arms of the old monk in a dry bone posture. Originally, it was a warm action of you and me who were talented and beautiful, but it was so like this by the old monk and the dry bone female ghost. There is no warmth at all, and all that remains is nondescript and terrifying.

The old monk looked at Xing Zhen and the others, but whispered to the ghost in the wedding dress: "It's time to send them on the road, if there is an afterlife, you can come back to take revenge." ”

When the ghost in the wedding dress heard this, she seemed to have heard a joke, and she giggled between her bones: "They don't know who you are, how did they come to you for revenge?"

The old monk was very calm and said bluntly: "My surname is Zhao Mingwangkui, that is, the concubine who rebelled twenty years ago. Although I destroyed my study with my own hands today, it is because of you. So, it's up to you to pay the price. ”

The female ghost in the wedding dress stood side by side with the old monk and said with a smile: "I am Princess Changping, there is no reason to kill you." ”

On the Xing Zhen side, the countermeasures have already been discussed. Xiaohong and Du Xiuzhen teamed up to deal with the unfathomable old monk. I have to be cautious, just one palm just now, I have a faint strength stronger than the ghost in the wedding dress.

Xingzhen dealt with the female ghost in the wedding dress who was almost exhausted of yin qi, and as for the victory or defeat, he only knew until he had fought it.

Since you want to fight, you don't need ink, you can strike first to be strong and then suffer, everyone understands this truth.

Little Red spread her wings in the air and then fell down suddenly, and the flame waves** spat out. I knew that a blow would not hurt the old monk, and this blow was just a distraction.

The crimson figure suddenly circled behind the old monk. The sharp claws glowed with cold light, heading straight for the old monk's head.

The seemingly old monk is agile and quick to act. One hand holds up the flames falling from the sky, and the other hand throws it backwards to collide with the claws. The pitch-black palm and the red red claw collided more than a hundred times between breaths, and the sound of gold and iron clashing continued one after another.

The eight sword qi had already cooperated with Xiao Hong to attack, and it shot into the old monk's body with a sonorous sound. After a crackling spark, the old monk's clothes were torn, revealing his dark skin unscathed.

The well-informed Du embroidery needle was shocked and exclaimed: "Blacken the six-zhang black body of the Buddha's vein." ”

The old monk smiled indifferently: "Yes, you can be a ghost." ”

Du Xiuzhen turned his head to look at the ponytail girl and said, "Qingyi, it's your turn." ”

Su Qingyi nodded and paused: "Haoran righteousness, invincible, broken!"

When the words fell, the girl's body was calm and calm, without the slightest abnormality. However, the eight sword qi and the flames spewed out by Xiao Hong all had a layer of lustrous white light on their exteriors. It's not like fog, it's more like moonlight.

The old monk was also shocked: "Sage, the mouth is full of heaven." ”

What answered him was an even more ferocious crimson flame, as well as an incomparable frost-like sword aura.

The fierce battle on both sides began at the same time, and Xing Zhen asked himself in advance: "Who are you punching for?"

"Loved ones. ”

"Why are you punching?"

"Protect loved ones. ”

"Right or wrong to punch?"

"Yes!"

The eyes of the young man with the sword were as clear as water, but they burst out with incomparable perseverance. The real fist style and the Kaishan style are out at the same time, no matter how much strength is left of the female ghost in its wedding dress, the punch must be out if you want to punch and dare to punch.

The momentum of only advancing and not retreating stopped the ghost of the wedding dress. Coupled with the lack of yin qi and the pitiful lack of black matter, he couldn't mobilize powerful spells, so he could only collide with his dry bone fists.

After a collision, the ghost of the wedding dress became more and more calm. On the other hand, the punishment is true, and the bombardment of white bones is like hitting an iron plate. The other party was unharmed, and his fists were tattered.

The smug girl in the wedding dress just wanted to make a sarcastic speech, and the black and white bell fell from the sky. Rapidly circling black and white, as if to break the white bones.

At this time, if the girl in the wedding dress has a normal appearance, she will definitely see a sneer on the corner of her mouth.

Suddenly, a large amount of black matter sprang out of the ground, and a rich black wave rolled to meet it. At the same time, with the ghost of the wedding dress as the center, the black substance rises within a radius of one zhang. The flying sword is like falling into a quagmire, and it can't be pulled out again after it is submerged.

The puppy cub was so angry that he jumped up and down, and the two magic weapons returned in vain, and the dog was beaten with a meat bun and never returned. At this time, the donkey's skills were poor, and he couldn't think of a way to deal with it in a hurry.

Xing Zhen knew that it was not good, and guessed that it was the black substance brought by the old monk. But it was too late, and in an instant I was trapped in it.

It is like a wave in all directions, but the difference is that the tide does not recede and is always towering. Xingzhen was not in a hurry or slow, and whispered to himself: "Zhenhai style, shouldn't you suppress the ocean." The waves are also part of the ocean, come on!"

The back is left for the female ghost in the wedding dress, and you can rest assured that there is inner armor protection. The convergence opportunity became calmer and calmer, and he swung his fist out and smashed into the black substance.

The moment it came into contact with the black substance, the soul of Xingzhen seemed to explode. Endure the severe pain and continue to punch, two punches without opening one punch, and three punches without opening two punches.

The ghost of the wedding dress behind her seems to be reminding, but it is actually attacking the true state of the criminal heart. "This is a real black substance, ten million times stronger than the mottled impurity in my body just now. While eroding the aura and internal force, it will also directly crush the divine soul. ”

"Hehe, even I don't dare to touch a single bit, you are a small martial artist of the Three Realms. Giggles. ”

There is no gentleness when facing the old monk, and the voice is yin and yang. The laughter is not pleasant, but creepy.

The punishment is really not psychological, and it is silently running the soul and refining. Every time the soul is almost shattered, it is regarded as an Ao practice. To improve oneself and improve oneself in battle, that is, to raise oneself by battle.

If outsiders find out, they will definitely be shocked. Martial artists use battle to nurture their martial arts, but Xingzhen is bold enough to practice their souls.

"Bang", Xingzhen punched continuously, and when he was exhausted, he suffered a heavy blow to his back, and his feet were off the ground and he threw forward.

As he glided in the air, he waved his hand and threw out a Five Thunder Dharma Talisman and two Bronze Armor Lux Talismans. The thunder exploded dazzlingly, and the silver snake that slapped and swam exploded again.

Thunder is fierce and domineering, and he is born to restrain the ghost. Although the strength of the servant is limited and he cannot injure the ghost in the wedding dress, there is no problem in blocking it for a moment.

The two bronze armor wrestlers that followed, protected by dazzling silver rays. The big fist of the grinding disc was taken by surprise, and once again made a contribution to block the ghost of the wedding dress. It's just a block, and it can't really hurt.

This is enough, there is no need to worry about the crime. The fists are constantly struck in one place, and the internal forces are superimposed to the apex. After drinking a sip of the liquor in the gourd, the majestic internal force burst out with his fist.