Peng Tianfu's movements were fast, and he did not hesitate to use the knife in his hand to wipe it his neck.

Then, as if he had come to his senses, his eyes glazed over the knife in his hand, and then at Bazin, with a complicated and desperate expression on his face, and his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, a large amount of blood spurted out like a fountain from the wound on his neck.

Immediately, he fell face down and fell to the ground, and the blood that had not yet flowed continued to flow out of his neck, converging into puddles on the ground.

Ember didn't know what the enemy was going to do, but if the other party would do it, there must be a reason.

He was about to continue shooting at Bazin when Bazin began to recite the incantation aloud, and then the blood that spurted out of it began to bubble up on the ground as if it had been heated.

With the sound of the rapid incantation, there were more and more blood bubbles, and gradually, the blood on the ground began to evaporate, turning into a blood mist rising up, but it did not dissipate, but gradually converged in mid-air, and after a while, it gathered a large area, and then continued to deform and shrink, and finally condensed a person in the form of blood mist.

The blood mist man's face was blurred, and he couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, but after condensing and forming, he rushed towards the embers like a living person.

This is clearly sorcery!

Ember immediately took out the rune paper and recited the mantra to exorcise evil and break demons: "Heaven and earth are righteous, Ding Jia is glorious, and there are no taboos!" Destroy the evil spirit! ”

The rune paper came out of his hand, blooming with a golden light, but as soon as it came into contact with the Blood Mist Man, the light quickly extinguished and lost its effectiveness.

As Zhou Qingli said before, Ember's cultivation realm is far lower than that of Bazan, and his evil breaking talisman can't shake the other party's evil magic at all, and if he can't break the evil spirit, it will naturally be more difficult to deal with.

Seeing that one talisman could not be achieved, Ember drew another talisman and recited in his mouth: "Wanhua Lotus, glazed body protection!" Chi! ”

The rune paper spontaneously combusted without fire, turning into a streamer of light and submerging into his body, and immediately, a layer of glass-like protective brilliance was revealed, which could prevent him from the attacks of evil magic.

Since you can't break the evil, you can only harden it!

Ember held a gun in one hand and a dagger in the other, and tentatively fired a shot while there was some distance.

His bullets all have the effect of destroying evil spirits and exorcisms, however, after hitting the Blood Mist Man, they directly pierced through the past without causing the slightest damage to the Blood Mist Man.

It's over!

Seeing this scene, a bad premonition immediately rose in his heart.

However, at this time, the Blood Mist Man had already arrived in front of him, stretched out his hand to grab him, he raised his dagger to meet him, cut it with a knife, and sure enough, it was the Blood Mist Man's hand that grabbed him directly on the shoulder, and the brilliance of the body protection suddenly appeared, flashing brightly, and after holding on for less than a second, it shattered like glass.

Worst!

I secretly screamed in my heart and hurriedly retreated.

However, although the Blood Mist Man's hand was not grasped, it was still touched on the shoulder, and he suddenly felt a burning pain on his shoulder, which made him sweat profusely, and quickly turned his head to look at the injury, and saw a small red wound on the shoulder, and many blisters appeared on it.

Of course, as for whether it was a blister, he didn't have time to identify it, and the Blood Mist Man had already rushed up again, still reaching out and grabbing him simply and directly.

After this contact, Ember didn't dare to let this blood mist man come into contact with him, so he could only dodge the other party's attack as much as possible, and for a while, he couldn't get out of his body to attack Bazin, so that the other party could concentrate on controlling the four monk puppets.

I don't know how this Bazin refined these four puppets, not only are they infinitely powerful, but they are also invulnerable, and they have evil magic to protect their bodies, even if Zhou Qing is possessed by the soul of the painting, they can't do much damage to the two monks, they can only kick the enemy away again and again, or knock them to the ground.

However, this has no effect at all, and in the blink of an eye, the monk who has been kicked or knocked down will get up again and continue to rush over and entangle.

In terms of strength, Zhou Qingli is enough to deal with the two puppets, but the key is that he can't cause harm to this puppet, so he can only treat the symptoms and not the root cause.

Although after this long battle, he has realized that the key to destroying this puppet is the blood curse on the surface of the puppet, but unfortunately, he cannot use other Dao techniques in the state of painting soul possession.

This can also be regarded as a defect of the Possession Method, this defect is very obvious in the early stage, but the later it is, when the cultivation becomes more and more profound, it can be broken with force.

Of course, he hasn't reached this point yet, that's why he's in the embarrassing situation he is in now; If you don't need to draw the soul possession method, you can't deal with the two puppets, and if you can use it, you can't use the Taoist technique to break the evil, it's a dilemma.

The only thing I could hope for now was that girl.

Zhou Qingli glanced at Song Jianqiu, although he hoped that the other party could find out that the blood curse on the surface of the puppet's body was the key, but seeing the other party's appearance that could almost only dodge and could not fight back, he could only shake his head helplessly.

This girl, why is her kung fu so bad? Such a good talent was wasted!

Just as Zhou Qingli was thinking like this, Song Jianqiu also realized that she seemed to have become the key to breaking the game, although she had always been at a disadvantage in the battle with the two puppets, but as long as the puppet controller was solved, then no matter how powerful the puppet was, it would be just a dead thing after all.

After understanding this, she didn't have the heart to drag it out any longer, the big Buddha handprint reappeared, King Kong Crash two palms were launched successively, after blocking the pace of the two puppets, she jumped up, in mid-air, the left and right hands spread, each drew a half circle, and then the Buddha beads and the King Kong Demon Pestle were combined in front of her.

"Great compassion! King Kong is angry! ”

The huge three-headed six-armed Vajra Buddha throne golden body, appeared behind him, the three heads and three sides were angry and round, two of them, one holding a rosary, one holding a vajra demon pestle, and the other four hands were empty, only pinching the seal.

With the manifestation of the Vajra Buddha seat, the Buddha's light blooms in the whole space, the Sanskrit sound enters the ears, and the faint sound of the bell comes through the distant time and space.

The Blood Mist who was chasing the embers disappeared without a trace, like white frost seeing the sun.

Bazin, who was pinching the spell and controlling the four puppets, tilted his head and looked at the King Kong statue suspended in mid-air, his face was hideous, and his eyes were about to split.

When Ember saw this, he felt like he was about to escape into the empty door.

As for Zhou Qingli, he was even more surprised, and said to himself: "Turtle turtle, this is going to be big?" ”

"Punishment!"

The cold female voice was full of majesty, and at the sound of an order, the hand behind King Kong holding the rosary pressed down towards Bazin.

This palm is not fast, nor slow, but Bazin, as the target, feels that he can't dodge at all, so he can only watch the huge palm slap down, and for a while he doesn't know whether to give up controlling the puppet or choose to release evil magic to protect himself.

However, when he thought so in his heart, his mind was no longer concentrated, and under the influence of this, the attack of the four puppets suddenly paused slightly.

This moment was only an instant, less than a second, however, he was caught by Zhou Qingli, he did not hesitate, took out an evil nail from his waist and pierced it into the forehead of one of the puppets.

A blood curse in the center of the eyebrow immediately lit up, but it soon dimmed, and a crack spread from the center of the eyebrow to the back of the head.

The puppet collapsed to the ground as if it had been broken.

At this time, Bazin finally chose to protect himself under great pressure, and after giving up control of the puppet, he chanted aloud in his mouth, and then, he saw a dense and innumerable blood curse appearing on the mountain of meat behind him.

They bloomed with blood-colored light, illuminating the surrounding space, and the human head at the top also opened its eyes, and for a while, the entire Roshan seemed to come to life, and countless tentacles wrapped around it, binding the hand of the King Kong statue that was pressed down, trying to pull it down.

Bazin was locked by his palm, unable to dodge or move, so he could only stand in place, looking up at the huge palm that was gradually pressing down, and quickly chanting a spell with a strange tone in his mouth, constantly driving Roshan behind him.

As more and more tentacles wrapped around the hands of the Vajra Buddha, they really gradually pulled the speed of the palm of the Vajra hand.

Seeing this, Song Jianqiu's face remained unchanged, and when he was about to increase his strength, he suddenly heard a series of gunshots, and it was Ember who shot at those meat vines, wanting to shoot those meat vines off.

There are still some effects of bullets, but compared to the huge number of meat vines, the dozens of bullets in the embers are really a drop in the bucket, even if they are all gone, I am afraid they will not be able to cause much impact, not to mention, after entanglement of the Buddha's hand, more meat vines are entangled towards the King Kong Buddha statue, and it seems that they want to launch a counterattack.

Fortunately, in addition to the embers, there is also a Zhou Qingli who was born in Longhu Mountain and is a junior brother of Yu Zhiqiu.

Faced with this situation, the Dao technique was obviously much more effective than the Soul Painting Possession Method, and he quickly lifted the possession method, pinched the Dao Technique in his hand, and began to assist.

"Tai Chi Dharma, Yin and Yang Wuji! Runic Dragon Flame! Go! ”

Several pieces of rune paper were scattered into the sky, and before they could hit the ground, they spontaneously ignited without fire, turned into a flaming dragon, and under his control, flew towards the entangled meat vines.

Countless meat vines are entangled, enough to resist the Vajra Buddha palm, but it is only a single one after all, and the Flame Fire Dragon, like a pair of scissors, cuts off this root of the meat vine, and when it is a large handful, the speed at which Roshan replenishes the meat vine is a little unable to keep up.

As a result, the Vajra Buddha palm, which was originally entangled, finally moved again and continued to press towards Bazin.

Standing under the palm of the Buddha, Bhazan's eyes were split, his head was sweating profusely, and the mantras he recited in his mouth became faster and faster, but this could not stop him from being purified at all.

"Slash!"

As the cold female voice sounded again, the palm of the hand fell to the ground, and the entire floor was shaken by this palm, and the person under the palm died before he could even scream.

After losing Bazin's control, Roshan also stopped attacking, and after the Vajra Buddha seat disappeared, the remaining meat vines wrapped around his arms fell to the ground one after another, looking like a pile of sausages.

The battle is over.

Without the blessing of the Vajra Buddha seat, Song Jianqiu floated to the ground in mid-air.

Ember put away his pistol and props, and went with Zhou Qingli to the place where the enemy was suppressed.

A person who was good in the past was slapped by the palm of the Vajra Buddha's hand, just like a mosquito, but now in the same place, there is not even a corpse, only a pile of ashes that look like they have been carbonized by high temperature.

"What about this Roshan?"

The enemy is dead, and now is the time to start cleaning up the battlefield and sharing the spoils, but, looking at the current situation, it seems that there is no stolen goods to divide at the scene, but such a large pile of meat, it is a bit of a headache to watch, and I don't know what to do with it.

"Burn it?" Zhou Qingli thought for a while and asked.

"How long does this have to burn?" Ember said, "And it's all fat!" It must be in flames, and someone will definitely call the police, and then the police and fire trucks will all come! ”

"What then?" Zhou Qingli said this, but his eyes looked at Song Jianqiu who was standing on the other side.

Ember noticed this and turned his head to look at it.

Sensing the sight, Song Jianqiu glanced at the two and said, "Don't look at me!" I can't help it! ”

At this time, she was still wearing a robe and a robe, but she had only restrained the Buddha's light, but even so, the robe on her body was still windless and automatic, full of an extraordinary atmosphere.

Zhou Qingli and Ember looked at each other, and they both saw the feeling of headache in each other's eyes.

"That'...... Otherwise, this Roshan doesn't care about it for now, and these three puppets will be divided first! After fighting for a long time, it's finally a little gain! Zhou Qingli thought about it and decided to put aside the headache first, and solve the simple things first: "There are exactly three puppets, one for each person!" ”

"What are these three monk puppets for?" Ember had tasted the power of this puppet, and now that he heard that he could get one, he was immediately very interested.

"Hah, it's basically useless!" Zhou Qingli said with a smile: "These four puppets should have been specially refined by the Thai monk for himself, whether it is the refining technique or the manipulation technique, now that he is dead, no one knows, and now it is just three puppets that cannot be moved." ”

"What's the point of that?" Ember suddenly lost interest.

"How is it boring? Although it can't be used, it still has research value! Zhou Qingli said: "It can be sold to those sects that study Dao talisman puppets, such as Dragon Tiger Mountain, I believe many people are interested." This one of yours can be exchanged for money, or it can be exchanged for other talismans or puppets or the like. ”

"That's pretty much it!" When Ember heard this, he finally felt that it was still a little useful, so he said: "Then you can help me deal with this one, it's not interesting to sell it for money, you can help me change to a Dao talisman puppet that I can use!" ”

"That's fine!" After speaking, Zhou Qingli looked at Song Jianqiu and asked, "What about you?" ”

"Help me change money!" After Song Jianqiu finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the door where he came in.

"Where are you going?" Seeing this, Zhou Qingli hurriedly asked.

"It's too late, I'm going home!" Song Jianqiu said without replying.

After the people left, Zhou Qingli and Ember glanced at each other.

(End of chapter)