"What?"

Hearing Du Chen's words, Zhijing also looked at him in surprise.

"I said, the host of Zhikong is not a ghost king. Even if you kill him now, it won't be able to do the slightest. ”

Du Chen stepped forward, and in Zhijing's surprised gaze, he touched the heart of Zhikong with his right hand, without any beating. Then it was on the pulse again, and there was not the slightest beat. Including the snort, there is no feeling at all.

"No need to confirm, the host of Zhikong is indeed dead. I watched him die with my own eyes, and it was a sudden death, not like he had passed away at the end of his life. And at the moment of his death, the monks in the temple began to turn into ghosts one by one. ”

Zhijing looked at Du Chen with some puzzlement, he killed the ghost king now, but for the sake of the people and ghosts of the entire Changsitai.

"Do you think the Ghost King will let you kill him without any defense? If I were the Ghost King, I would definitely be hiding in a place that would protect me before I was resurrected. Don't you think it's a little strange that you're sitting in front of you now, and those monks who have become powerful ghosts haven't come to protect you? ”

Du Chen took out the painting he found at the bottom of the lake before, shook it at Zhijing, and spread it out: "This is a painting of a disaster map nine years ago, when a total of 37 monks died. Only Zhikong survived, and then happened to pick up Zijue, who was still a baby, behind the Temple of Mercy. In other words, there were 2 people who were alive nine years ago, Zhikong and Zijue of the baby. ”

Zhijing looked at the painting by the light of the candle in her hand: "So what? Could it be that you say that the ghost king is Zijue? ”

"Yes, it's Zijue." Du Chen put away the painting and said in a deep voice, "If you think it's not Zijue, please tell me, where is Zijue at this time?" ”

As soon as Du Chen's question came out, Zhijing was stunned, and then looked at Ziwu, who also shook his head.

"You don't know where Zijue is, obviously Zijue is the one who is possessed by the ghost king." Du Chen continued, "There are only 3 living people in the Great and Small Compassion Temples, Zhikong Presiding, Zijue and Ziwu Senior Brothers. Ziwu was born only four years ago, and he can directly rule out suspicion. Now that Zhikong has passed away, and Zijue has disappeared again, don't you think it's strange to see all this? ”

Du Chen's words hit Zhijing's heart one after another: "Ke Zijue is a well-behaved child, who has helped countless people over the years, how can he be the ghost king?" On the contrary, it was Zhikong who presided over it, and most of the brothers and sisters in the temple wanted to catch the ghosts, but Zhikong presided over it. If he is not the Ghost King, why opposition? ”

Seeing that Zhijing still didn't give up, Du Chen said his inference: "In the past nine years, the ghost king should just stay in Zijue's body and sleep, and it won't interfere with Zijue's growth, so he won't behave like a ghost king." And Zhikong presided, because he couldn't let go of the events of nine years ago for many years, and when he knelt down in front of the Demon Suppression Platform, it should be the power of the Demon Suppression Platform that allowed you to continue to survive in the form of ghosts. He doesn't let you catch the ghosts, because he is afraid that one day you will find out that you are ghosts. At that time, will it be possible that you will kill each other? ”

Du Chen's words made Zhijing not know how to answer for a while.

"You only have an hour to survive, if you want to waste time on Zhikong, regardless of the lives of the entire Changsitai people and ghosts, please feel free."

Du Chen let go of his body and exposed the figure of Zhikong host, who had passed away, in front of Zhijing.

Originally, he wanted to kill the ghost king in Zhikong's body again with a magic weapon, but he hesitated, because there was not much time, and he decided that Zhikong was the ghost king, so he was very firm at first. Even if it is his senior brother, Zhijing will kill his relatives for the sake of all beings in the world.

But now, Du Chen said that the ghost king was Zijue, which made Zhijing unable to do it.

Rumble.

With a loud bang, the headless monk who was chasing Du Chen outside before smashed the gate, rushed in, and then pounced on Du Chen.

"Gangtian."

Zhijing shouted, and the white tiger, who was originally lying on the ground, roared angrily, and slapped the headless monk who rushed in with a fierce palm. The body of the white tiger was extremely huge, and it was on par with the fierce ghost of the lion tiger and scorpion in a short period of time.

At this time, a palm slapped over, and the headless monk was directly slapped on the wall, and the sharp claws even scratched the headless monk's steel body, bringing out a large canopy of black liquid, which was sprinkled all over the ground.

"Roar!"

The white tiger's four claws grabbed a deep mark on the ground, and at the moment when the headless monk just stood up, one accelerated and ran, opened his big mouth and pounced on it, and the four claws pressed the headless monk to the ground, and opened his mouth to bite on the body of the headless monk, making a creaky sound of biting steel, and tearing off the rotten ** piece by piece.

Vomit.

Although Peng Bo was lying on the ground and couldn't move, he still felt a pang of discomfort in his stomach as he watched the white tiger bite and rot his body, highlighting the bitter water.

"Lord Dushi, what do you say? In less than an hour, my consciousness would completely dissipate. ”

Zhijing was also in a hurry, and now he didn't have too many clues, the sudden change, coupled with the urgency of time, could only turn to Du Chen for help.

"Kill Zijue."

Before Du Chen said this, Ziwu burst into tears, refusing to believe that the Senior Brotherhood would be the Ghost King.

"There is no other way to kill yourself now. I think if Zijue could control his body, with his good nature, he would do the same. ”

Looking at the headless monk who had been bitten by the white tiger and gradually stopped struggling, Du Chen also said with some reluctance: "Zijue and you have been dependent on each other for nine years, I know you are reluctant. Even though I've only been here for a few days, I love Zijue very much. But as soon as the ghost king came out, Chang Sitai was probably shrouded in bloody rain and bloody wind, and the night walk of the hundred ghosts at that time was probably a terrible ghost everywhere to harm people. Master Zhijing, is this the Chang Sitai you want to protect? ”

Roar!

With a roar from the white tiger, the headless monk finally stopped struggling and turned into a pool of black blood, and there was a soul in the middle of the blood. As soon as the white tiger opened its mouth and bit it, he took the seed soul in his mouth and walked towards Zhijing.

Getting the soul from the white tiger's mouth, Zhi Jing's eyes flickered, and finally threw it to Du Chen: "I believe in you once, because I believe that you also want to survive, and even more want to leave here alive with your companions, it is impossible for the ghost king to still appear." ”

Seeing that Zhijing finally agreed, Du Chen breathed a sigh of relief, at least in the next hour, his side had a strong boost.

"Master Zhijing, having said that." Du Chen hesitated for a moment, "If Zijue hides in the Demon Suppression Platform, there must be countless powerful ghosts there. With a few of us, I'm afraid we will be killed before we reach the vicinity of the Demon Suppression. ”

There were lions, tigers and scorpions in the demon town platform before, and now the dead people will also become ghosts, and the monks in the temple have also become ghosts and rushed to the demon town platform to protect Zijue.

If Du Chen just goes past Zhijing like this, there is only one dead end.

"It's okay, Senior Brother Zhizhi was originally a warrior monk guarding the Demon Suppression Platform, and when he became a powerful ghost, I snatched the Demon Suppression Bell." After speaking, Zhi Jing threw out a small golden bell with a swastika on it from his cuff to the white tiger, and then said sharply to the white tiger, "Gather all the ghosts within a radius of ten miles, and target the demon platform of the Little Compassion Temple." ”

Roar!

The white tiger roared, and its already huge body grew bigger and bigger with the roar. When the body swelled to a height of four meters, with a boom, the four claws exerted force, and rushed straight out of the main hall, bringing up a huge strong wind, and jumped to the roof of the temple hall in two or three steps.

The small bell that was originally held in its mouth also grew in size and became a huge golden bell.

When, when, when...... While......

As the white tiger's giant claws slammed into the golden bell, the demon bell made an earth-shattering sound that spread throughout the Changsitai region.

"This is a Buddha light relic, which can help your friend expel the injuries on his body." Zhijing took out a small bead and handed it to Du Chen, "After taking it, it won't take long to be alive." But I only have this one, and you have to be careful after that. ”

After speaking, Zhijing didn't delay any longer, and rushed out of the main hall directly to the demon suppression platform of the small mercy temple next door.

"Bloomberg, eat." Du Chen handed the Buddha Light Relic to Bloomberg.

Originally, Bloomberg was reluctant to eat it, after all, it was too expensive. However, when he saw Du Chen searching for the magic weapon on the ground, his heart moved, if there was a magic weapon, he could fight against the ghost, and he didn't hesitate to eat the relics.

Sure enough, by the time Du Chen had collected all the magic weapons, Peng Bo was already able to sit up from the ground. When Du Chen picked out a wooden fish for Bloomberg, Bloomberg felt that his body was already very comfortable.

"Can you go already?" Du Chen asked.

"Hmm. However, this relic doesn't seem to be as good as I imagined, it can only heal wounds, and I thought it would make me grow by leaps and bounds. Catching the wooden fish, Bloomberg sneered.

"With such a serious injury of yours, it is already commendable to be able to heal it in such a short time, and you want to improve by leaps and bounds."

Du Chen joked, looked at Ziwu, who was stunned, and finally could only sigh and rush to the front yard with Peng Bo, whose body was gradually recovering.

Just now, Du Chen heard the sound of a fight coming from the front yard.

At this time, only Helian Cheng and a few people could still fight.

Sure enough, when Du Chen and Peng Bo rushed over, Helian Cheng and his party were being chased and killed by the monk who was hiding in the corner before. A slap of the palm can even blow people away.

Except for Shen Juan's feather arrows, which could cause damage, the other few people could only resist in embarrassment, and they were completely suppressed. Without magic weapons, they have no way to deal with the ghosts, and they are already on the verge of collapse.

And this monk's huge palm wind is obviously using the martial arts before his death.

"Give the magic weapon to Helian and them."

Du Chen threw a few magic weapons to Peng Bo, took out the Victory Evil Sword and rushed towards the monk and the ghost. At this time, the monk Li Ghost was slapping Ling Kexin who was protecting Shui Xiaolin with one palm.

Thanks: Nai Ruoxi, Xi Baitu, two book friends for rewarding

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