The tall Buddha statue, under the transformation of the black silk thread, has become a kind of evil image, and the evil ghost from hell has lost its original Buddha nature.

Under Xu Dadan's control, the demon statue opened its fangs with a pair of black silk threads towards the second thunder knife, and bit it down without hesitation.

The arc of electricity on the second thunder knife jumped, constantly inflicting damage in the bloody jaws of the evil spirit.

However, the speed at which this damage is dealt does not affect the Evil Statue to bite the second Thunder Knife, because there is a steady stream of black silk threads that are giving the Evil Statue a logistical route.

It can be said that if you want to defeat or even disperse the demon statue, you can only get the black silk thread first.

Under the threat of the second thunder knife and the miniature and small third thunder knife that fell later, the extremely large number of black silk threads was not so optimistic.

It can be said that this is a tugging battle that tests endurance.

Xu Dadan made a small move of his own, and the sacrificial bell on the side did not show weakness.

On the surface of its bell body, which was full of traces of history, those delicate lines began to glow, and those patterns engraved with beasts were extremely bright.

As the sacrificial bell shook, and after the loud bell rang, the lines of those beasts suddenly turned into lifelike beasts.

Tigers, wild boars, lions, and many, many other extremely aggressive beasts appeared in the air, roaring, roaring, or groaning, all of them provocatively towards the second and third thunder knives, and as soon as their bodies moved, they all bit fiercely towards the blade.

It's like a scene of beasts running rampant, just because the bell activates some of the sacrifices in the historical imprint.

Yes, the sacrifices were not to the women and children of the great clan, or to the beasts of extraordinary ferocity.

If you carefully observe the lines on the surface of the bell, you will find that there are not only beasts, but also humanoids, as well as weapons such as knives and arrows, and there are many because the blood stains are not very clear, but it is clear that the means of the bell are just beginning to be used at this time.

This scene made Xu Dadan on the side also vigilant, it was worthy of being a psychic magic weapon, and he actually had such a means.

Xu Dadan still remembers seeing such a magic weapon before, or in the spiritual mountain where the Buddha's light is illuminated, where because of the Buddha's light for a long time, many heavenly and earthly treasures are channeled.

And now, I don't know how many years have passed, I can only sigh at a wild psychic artifact.

The long night protector on the cliff looked at the scene below with some interest.

As if sensing something, he looked at the little gray-haired old man with his head down, and this person seemed to be somewhat familiar.

The eyes of the Long Night Protector narrowed slightly, and he secretly used a small trick, so that the little old man with his head down only felt that he had been pricked with a needle from the back of his head, and the pain made him raise his head, and naturally exposed that face in the eyes of the Long Night Protector.

"It turned out to be him, a doppelganger, such a big hand."

The Long Night Protector does not look at the surface, but more at the soul in the little old man's body, and naturally finds that he has a little origin of someone who wants to touch the fish but is beaten instead.

Then, he turned his attention to the little old man's side, the collection of resentment in the golden bell jar.

"Years of resentment, with huge karma, are a bit tricky. However, the huge amount of merit after purification can recoup some losses. ”

The eyes of the Long Night Protector moved slightly, and his mouth muttered.

Listening to the meaning of his words, it seems that he is interested in purifying the collection of resentment, which is a misunderstanding.

The so-called huge amount of merit cannot be said to be of any benefit to the Dharma Protector of the Long Night itself.

If the stakes are clearly distinguished, the Long Night Protector feels that it is not as good as the plan of the person below.

The child of destiny is actually the most headache and huge karma.

This will weaken his ability to be favored by the heavens without limit, and may affect him more seriously than others.

This is the beginning of the Long Night Protector, and he did not show too much heat to the collection of resentment.

There's no way to make him hot.

It's just that why does that stone wall look a little weird?

The Long Night Protector propped up his chin, and his handsome face did not hide his doubts.

He had just sensed a slight fluctuation of power from the stone wall.

If someone is doing it, why doesn't he find out who did it?

This made the Long Night Protector interested, and it seemed that there was someone here who came before him.

The human form of the Long Night Protector on the cliff gradually faded, so faint that only a faint afterimage remained.

This made the little old man beside the stone wall very puzzled. He poked his head and looked carefully at the afterimage on the cliff, and it was indeed the long night that had disappeared.

"What about people? Could it be that you found something powerful, so you were afraid to leave? ”

The little old man tugged at the few remaining whiskers and spun around the golden bell jar, thinking and guessing, but quickly overturned his doubts.

At this moment, he saw the collection of resentment in the golden bell jar, and at this moment, there was horror in the countless eyes, as if he had seen something particularly frightening.

"Hey! You were so fierce just now, why are you so afraid of the old man now? Could it be that the resentment is repaid, and it is impossible to become a Buddha on the ground! ”

The little old man was very happy, and felt that this collection of resentment must have been able to change his mistakes, and knew that he was a doppelganger of a powerful person, and now he was like a puppy, wagging his tail and begging for pity.

"Don't be afraid, the old man has a lot of them, so he won't care too much about you. As long as you are gone, you can give a little merit to the old man, not much, just two-thirds. ”

The more the little old man spoke, the more energetic he became, and he began to divide the merits despite the eyes that made him look back in the resentment group.

"Look, how powerful the Dharma protector of the long night is, now that he finds out that the old man's body is very powerful, he is so scared that he runs away, do you still dare to have different intentions towards me!"

The little old man stretched out his hand and began to point at the resentment collection inside the golden bell jar, unaware that the resentment collection had an expression that looked like a dead man.

"If you don't listen to the old man, I will throw you into the thunder punishment and whip you, believe it or not!"

The little old man turned his head, pointed to the thunder punishment in the sky, and asked.

"I believe it."

The little old man was very happy when he listened to the satisfactory answer in his ear, and wanted to praise and praise the collection of resentment.

At this moment, he was stunned to find that the resentment body raised his chin slightly, as if to remind him to look behind him.

The little old man chuckled in his heart, and he also felt that something was not right, and the voice of the answer just now did not seem to be like the slightly hoarse voice of the resentment group, which was somewhat familiar.

"I heard that the long night was scared away by you? Then look back and see who I am. ”

The voice behind the little old man made his body fall into the 10,000-year-old ice cave, unable to move for a long time.

"That, the long night protector, the little old man smiled, this play has been satisfied."

The little old man was in a hurry, and turned his head in a panic, like an old bustard in Yihong Courtyard, asking the rich boy if he was satisfied with the girl's talent and waiting for the next reward.

Of course, the little old man didn't ask for a reward, he just asked for this long night protector to spare his life.

It's not easy to live, it's just a bit of a death......