"Boom-"

The roof of the hall was hit hard, and a large hole was broken, and it was pitch black outside, and the beams broke and fell, as if the whole hall would collapse at any moment.

"Click!"

The sound of wood breaking, the door of the main hall seemed to be torn open by life, and the dark night appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The Buddha moved his body and moved sideways towards the doorway, although his eyes were obscured, but this did not seem to affect his movements.

"Let's go!"

Seeing that the gate was torn, Tang Jianchang's eyes lit up, he stretched out his hand to grab Liu Jia, and ran towards the door of the main hall, he and Liu Jia were the closest to the palace gate, and it was best to escape at this moment.

Liu Jia hesitated slightly, then was pulled over by Tang Jianchang and rushed into the darkness.

"Don't move!"

Jiang Ting roared, but it was too late, and most of Tang Jianchang's body had already disappeared into the darkness.

"Ah......h

Tang Jianchang let out a miserable scream, and then stopped abruptly, Zhang Xiaoxian moved extremely fast, reached out and grabbed Tang Jianchang's arm, and together with Liu Jia, tried to drag him over.

With a muffled "click", Liu Jia let out a scream, and a man's arm was pulled over by them, and the rest of it had disappeared.

"Gan!"

Zhang Xiaoxian's eyes widened, looking into the darkness, he put the bloody arm aside, his eyes full of anger.

He has no friendship with Tang Jianchang, and even has a very bad impression between the two parties, but after all, he is his companion, and it will be a little difficult for anyone to accept seeing a fresh life disappear in front of him.

"Jiang Ting! Problematic! ”

Zhang Xiaoxian grabbed Liu Jia and the takeaway brother, stayed away from the palace gate, and shouted towards Jiang Ting, who was wandering around the Big Buddha at this moment, constantly observing something.

"I know!"

Jiang Ting didn't look back, his body jumped up, and he dodged the arm of the big Buddha: "Be careful, there are ghosts in the temple!" ”

"What, what do you mean?!" The takeaway brother's face turned pale and leaned in the direction of Zhang Xiaoxian.

"We were deceived." Zhang Xiaoxian breathed violently, "There are ghosts in the temple, more than one!" ”

"Before, we all thought that there was a weirdness in the big Buddha, but in fact we were all wrong, it was not the big Buddha that was weird, but this temple!"

Zhang Xiaoxian took a deep breath and looked in Jiang Ting's direction: "The bus that Jiang Ting took, the black shadow that killed Tang Jianchang, the paper money and rune paper that were sprinkled just now, and this hall, there are at least three or four ghosts in the temple. ”

"This big Buddha is to suppress the ghosts here, maybe for some reason, the ghosts can't get close to the big Buddha, so they sent us here, in order to paste this rune paper!" Zhang Xiaoxian gritted his teeth, he never thought that the spiritual intelligence of this group of ghosts would be so high.

The takeaway brother's face was full of disbelief, and Liu Jia's face was even more difficult to see: "So...... Can't we get out? ”

Zhang Xiaoxian didn't answer, he looked in the direction of Jiang Ting with a serious expression.

"Boom"

Jiang Ting's feet stepped on the big Buddha's body, his body flashed, extremely flexible, the strength of the ghost in this temple was beyond his imagination, if the red line on the big Buddha was not removed, Jiang Ting was powerless to fight against the ghost thing.

"Open it for me!"

Jiang Ting roared, the bronze coffin pendant glowed, his hands were shrouded in blue light, and he grabbed the red thread on the head of the Buddha.

The red thread spread out, detached from the big Buddha's body like countless blood vessels, and seemed to be extremely jealous of the blue light on Jiang Ting's hands.

The sound of "let's click" came, and there seemed to be a stickiness on the red line, and when they separated, there were blood-colored red threads that were brought up, and they were very sticky to each other.

The next moment, the red thread condensed, turned into a red chain and pulled towards Jiang Ting's head, Jiang Ting's face was cold, and a dagger mixed with "divine gold" appeared in his hand, raising his hand to block the red chain.

With a "bang", the dagger slashed at the red chain, cutting it off alive and scattering it on the ground, Jiang Ting suddenly stretched out his hand, and a chain was grabbed by him, and then directly torn off!

"The bronze coffin pendant has an effect on the red thread!"

Jiang Ting's heart was excited, and Dao Dao strange energy poured out from his palm, covering the dagger, and the entire dagger capital was attached with a layer of hazy brilliance.

A large area of red thread was broken and detached, Jiang Ting raised and fell with a knife, constantly cleaning up the red thread on the Buddha's body, and the red thread on the Buddha's head was cut off by him, gradually revealing the cyan stone skin.

At that moment, a piece of paper money fell.

"Whew-"

With a terrible howl, in the entire hall, countless yellow paper money fluttered, and a miserable white face appeared on the top of the Buddha's head!

The face was painted with blood-colored blush, the lips were scarlet like blood, and he was dressed in a flower garment, like a paper figure tied up.

A cold light flashed in Jiang Ting's eyes, and he waved his dagger to meet him!

"Dang!"

The divine gold dagger collided with the folding fan in the hand of the paper piercing man, and there was a sound of gold and stone interlacing, Jiang Ting's wrist was shocked and numb, and then punched out!

"Bang!"

Jiang Ting's figure froze, his feet stepped on the shoulders of the Big Buddha, his legs bent down, and the paper man was shocked out by his punch and floated in the air.

"Whew—"

A black shadow suddenly appeared, heading straight for the door of Jiang Ting!

"Horn!"

On the big Buddha's body, the red lines all fell off, but the Buddha's light on its body was obviously much weaker, and the big Buddha waved out his palm, blocking the black shadow.

The paper piercing man floated in the air, smiled weirdly, raised the folding fan in his hand, and then fell heavily!

In just an instant, several paper figures appeared in the main hall at the same time, and the color of everything in the hall quickly faded and became slender, and it was actually a large hall made of paper!

"Where the hell are we!?" Zhang Xiaoxian lowered his head and stepped on the ground under his feet, which had become extremely thin and brittle, and was directly crushed by him, and loess leaked out from below.

"Sure enough, even this temple was made by you!" Jiang Ting held the divine gold dagger in his hand, and his eyes looked directly at the paper piercing man.

The face of the paper man stiffened and did not move, but he seemed to smile at Jiang Ting, which was extremely weird, and the four paper people around him quickly approached and killed Jiang Ting from different directions.

"Bang!"

Jiang Ting stepped on the shoulders of the Buddha, jumped up, and smashed the paper-tied roof, the outside world was still as dark as ink, and there was no starlight in sight.

"Whew-"

Jiang Ting's body fell heavily, slicing the body of a paper tie man, and the bamboo strip in the paper tie man's body broke, his body was tattered, and he fell to the ground.

Jiang Ting's eyes lit up suddenly, the strength of this paper person was much weaker than the first paper person!

The rumbling sound sounded in the body, the bronze coffin pendant was glowing, and there were constantly luminous points of light submerging into Jiang Ting's body, while the bronze coffin pendant began to gradually dim.

Jiang Ting could clearly feel that there was a warm current surging in his body, and between every breath, Jiang Ting's strength was getting stronger!

He was only half a step away from the threshold of the Martial Arts Grandmaster!

The paper man raised the folding fan in his hand and waved it forward, the temple door of the paper tree shook, and suddenly, countless yellow paper money appeared in the air again.

More than ten meters away, the paper money floated down from the sky and landed on Liu Jia and the takeaway brother, and the exposed skin of the two came into contact with the paper money, and suddenly became red and swollen.

"Ahh

Liu Jia screamed, reaching out to remove the paper money from her face, but her fingers were glued, her skin was red, and there seemed to be blood oozing from it.

The same goes for the takeaway guy, there is blood spilling from his face, staining the pieces of paper money on his face.

Zhang Xiaoxian put on the hat of the sweatshirt for the first time, and wanted to reach out to help them, but he didn't know how to start, and at this moment, a loud cry sounded-

"Jin Xian!"

Jiang Ting shook the paper piercing man back with a knife, pulled out the bronze hairpin with his left hand, and threw it in the direction of Zhang Xiaoxian, a figure appeared in the air, Jin Xian was dressed in blood, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, and he reached out to grab it.

"Whew!"

The blood-red wave of qi was set off, countless paper money was blown away, and the paper money on the takeaway brother and Liu Jia was also peeled off, and there was no wound on the skin.

A sharp whistle came, and another paper man fell from the sky and struck Jin Xian's back.

"Boom!"

Jin Xian turned around, and the tips of his five fingers emitted a strange red light, colliding with the paper piercing man, protecting Zhang Xiaoxian and the others behind him.

Under the suppression of the bronze mask and the bronze hairpin, the strength of the brocade string is not strong, but it also depends on who it compares with.

Jiang Ting was only half a step away from the Martial Arts Grandmaster, and Jin Xian was naturally not an opponent, but if she faced the paper person in front of her, her strength was more than enough.

"Grandpa, little sister?" Zhang Xiaoxian had already retreated to the safe area, he looked at Jin Xian, who was dressed in red, and his face became strange, "There won't be any system or anything like that on Tingting, right?" ”

Just now he clearly saw that Jiang Ting threw a hairpin, and then a beauty in ancient costume came out, like Aladdin's magic lamp.

"Is it still coming after all......

Zhang Xiaoxian's expression was complicated, and he seemed to be caught in a memory.

"Pale complexion, pale lips, shortness of breath." Zhang Xiaoxian shook his head and came to his senses, he approached the takeaway brother and Liu Jia, reached out and touched it, "The skin is in cold sweat, the hands and feet are cold, weak, shortness of breath, and the pulse is fast and weak." ”

"The amount of blood lost was at least 800 milliliters." Zhang Xiaoxian made a judgment, "If you have more, maybe your life will be in danger." ”

Zhang Xiaoxian looked in the direction of Jiang Ting, in contrast, he was more worried about Jiang Ting's safety, but the latter seemed to have the upper hand with one enemy and four enemies.

With a "snort", the dagger in Jiang Ting's hand flashed light, leaving a hole on the body of the paper man who appeared first, and at the same time, Jiang Ting held the bronze coffin pendant and smashed it on the top of the head of a paper man.

The paper man floated in the air, his body fell backwards and retreated, Jiang Ting's body suddenly jumped into the air, chasing after the paper man, at the same time, the big Buddha stretched out his hand to block a black figure, and the other hand moved with Jiang Ting's body.

"Mi!"

The big Buddha made a sound in his abdomen, the sound was extremely thick, and the dark golden ripples shook towards the black shadow, and the black shadow threw a black mist in his hand to block the ripples.

Around the Big Buddha, there were three weaker paper people who were affected by the ripples and shook, Jiang Ting exerted force with both feet, pushed the speed to the extreme, and jumped out of the Buddha's arm.

With a muffled "bang", Jiang Ting stretched out his arms and hugged a paper man, and the whole person was suspended in the air.

The next moment, Jiang Ting's arms exerted force, and the click of the bamboo and wood breaking came, and the paper piercing man exploded, and he was actually killed by Jiang Tingsheng!

"Boom!"

Jiang Ting fell from a height of more than ten meters, the paper ground was destroyed, a large area of soil burst out, and a large crater appeared on the ground.

The body of the paper man trembled, and he quickly moved towards Jiang Ting, and behind it, the remaining two paper people coincided with its body, and they actually merged into one!

And the body of the paper man who was fighting with Jin Xian floated up, and also flew towards the paper man who appeared first.

"Stop it!"

Jiang Ting shouted violently, Jin Xian did not hesitate at all, a green silk was wrapped around the hairpin, and then the bronze hairpin flew up and stabbed at the paper piercing man.

"Snort"

The bronze hairpin passed through the paper man's vest, leaving a small hole the size of a thumb, and the paper man's body froze, and Jiang Ting's eyes flashed with a light and jumped suddenly!

"Click!"

Jiang Ting jumped ten meters high, the Shenjin dagger was raised upward, and the back of the paper man was directly cut, the bamboo strip inside was broken, and the entire paper man was cut in half.

"Whew-"

A terrible howl came, and the body of the paper piercing man also came to Jiang Ting, its face was stiff, its lips were as scarlet as if they were coated with blood, and its eyes showed a look of anger, which was very weird.

The folding fan in the hand of the paper piercing man was closed, and it fell directly, hitting Jiang Ting's head, Jiang Ting was able to avoid it, his shoulder was hit, and his body fell.

"Shhhh

Jiang Ting's shoulder was in severe pain, and the movement of his joints became difficult, as if he had injured his bones, and this pain was even greater than when he was hit by Liu Zhen's bullet.

The paper pouncer came over, his voice was terrible, he was very angry, he originally planned to absorb the blood of Zhang Xiaoxian and others, but he didn't expect that three clones were destroyed by Jiang Ting, which greatly damaged his strength.

Jiang Ting gritted his teeth, his breathing rhythm became rhythmic, and he only felt a warm current towards his shoulder, and the injury in his shoulder was constantly recovering.

"Jinxian, be optimistic about them!"

But in a moment, Jiang Ting spoke, he clenched the Shenjin dagger in his hand, and rushed straight towards the paper piercing man, Jiang Ting at this time was like a war spear, unstoppable!

"Bang"

Jiang Ting's body jumped up and collided with the paper man, and the folding fan in the paper man's hand was raised and smashed towards Jiang Ting.

With a sound of "bang", the bronze coffin pendant glowed, and a layer of clear light covered the divine gold dagger, and the folding fan in the hand of the paper piercing man was cut in half, leaving only the bare fan handle.

The Shenjin dagger was castrated, cutting through the paper man's arm, cutting through the paper skin there, revealing the bamboo bones inside.

At the same time, the paper piercing man shot out like lightning, and a half-cut folding fan was inserted into Jiang Ting's shoulder, where a small blood flower splashed.

Jiang Ting glared angrily ahead, the pain almost made him lose his mind, he reached out and grabbed the wrist of the paper piercing man, and his body fell downward with the latter.

The paper piercing man struggled hard, but was locked by Jiang Ting, half of the fan handle was inserted into the latter's shoulder, unable to move, and its other hand was blocked by the divine gold dagger in Jiang Ting's hand, unable to attack.

"Bang-"

The paper man and Jiang Ting fell to the ground together, Jiang Ting turned over and stood up, bent his knees and pressed on the paper man, he held the Shenjin dagger with his backhand, and kept stabbing downward, the paper man raised his hand to block, and his whole face became hideous.

"Dangdangdang"

Jiang Ting's arm kept falling, and the paper piercing man raised his palm, constantly resisting, and actually made a sound of gold and stone intertwining.

Blood flowed down Jiang Ting's shoulder, but it quickly coagulated, and the qi and blood in Jiang Ting's body flowed, and the strange energy sealed the wound on his shoulder, causing it to begin to heal.

Jiang Ting's left hand exerted force, almost crushing the wrist of the paper piercing man, and from time to time there was a creaking sound, as if the bamboo bone in his body was deformed.

The paper prickly man raised his hand to block, and what was surprising was that its arm, which had been cut by Jiang Ting, was also constantly healing!

"Childe!" Jin Xian ran in the direction of Jiang Ting, as if he wanted to come forward to help.

"Watch them, don't come here!"

Jiang Ting roared, waved his dagger and stabbed it down, nailing through the palm of the paper piercing man's hand.

"Click!"

Jiang Ting's knee exerted force, crushing the waist of the paper piercing man, and then pressing down on the wrist of his right hand, nailing the palm of the paper piercing man together with its shoulder.

"Bang!"

The bronze coffin pendant suddenly lit up, and quickly dimmed, and Jiang Ting's fist was covered with a layer of clear light, and it smashed the body of the paper piercing man!

The sound of bamboo and wood bursting came, and the chest of the paper piercing man was beaten and collapsed, like a deflated ball, collapsing inward, Jiang Ting did not hesitate, raised his elbow and smashed it on the head.

"Boom!"

Strange energy poured into Jiang Ting's body, and the bronze coffin pendant was completely dimmed, and it was no longer luster, but Jiang Ting felt as if there was an inexplicable force in his body, and when the blow fell, the head of the paper piercing man was exploded!

At the moment when the paper piercing man was shattered, a black phantom flew out of its body, and it was about to flee into the distance, Jiang Ting raised his hand and threw a bronze mask, suppressing it towards the black phantom.

The black phantom struggled and let out a terrible howl, but to no avail, the bronze mask glowed, enveloping a radius of several zhang, and the black phantom was completely suppressed and dissipated.

"I won."

Jiang Ting let out a sigh of relief and slowly stood up.

Jiang Ting took off his shirt and exposed the wound on his shoulder, where there was a half-cut fan bone, which had been scabbed together with the wound.

With a "poof", Jiang Ting pulled out the fan bone, a blood flower splashed, Jiang Ting's brows furrowed slightly, and a palm-sized vial was taken out of his pocket.

A high concentration of atomized liquid was sprayed out and landed on Jiang Ting's shoulder, a spiderweb-like film covering the wound, and the broken flesh quickly grew and healed.

When the darkness cleared, the surrounding scenery was revealed, and it was a wasteland. Jiang Ting sat on the shoulders of the Big Buddha, covered with skin and bones, described as withered, like an old corpse.

The sound of "rustling" came, his eyelids closed, and his body began to disintegrate, like scattered sand, about to collapse, Jiang Ting's physical body qi and blood were empty, and he was almost exhausted, and he had just suffered the impact of excessive heaven and earth aura, and he could no longer support it.

The Big Buddha lowered Jiang Ting from his shoulders and stretched out his fingers to point at his back, and dark golden ripples bloomed from his fingers, fixing Jiang Ting's body.

However, in an instant, Jiang Ting's physical body stopped collapsing and stabilized, and the ripples of the Big Buddha's fingertips revealed out, constantly strengthening his physical body.

A few minutes later, Jiang Ting coughed lightly, his body trembled violently, he slowly opened his eyes, his lips pursed, and his finger pointed to his body.