To put it mildly, killing a few of them is just a small try, a piece of cake.

The sharp means frightened the remaining ghosts, and they didn't dare to move.

The gun thundered.

The tip of the spear pierced a demon in the forehead.

The ghost's ugly hands gripped the barrel of the spear, opening its mouth and roaring.

"Soul Destroyer!"

Su Ming tried to push the gentian bright silver spear, but the spear stood still. He immediately changed his strategy, discarding the spear and landing a finger on the demon's eyes.

There was a thud, and the demon's eyes burst open.

Yes!

The devil's mouth let out a heart-rending howl, his teeth and claws danced, and the gentian bright silver spear flew up.

Su Ming withdrew his hand at the risk of being scratched by the evil ghost.

The demon has been hit hard, and it is clear that he doesn't want him to leave so easily.

With a wave of his arm, he slashed directly across Su Ming's arm.

I only heard a stabbing sound, and shocking scars suddenly appeared on my arm.

Su Ming couldn't care about so much, he jumped up, reached out and grabbed the Gentian Bright Silver Spear, the tip of the spear slashed through the air in a wonderful arc, and stabbed into the top of the demon's head.

The demon's movements came to an abrupt halt.

Su Ming twisted the gentian bright silver spear, and the demon's body exploded.

Landing steadily, he looked at the wound on his arm, the ghost qi had invaded, and his hands had begun to turn black.

Finger on left shoulder, luck forced out the ghost.

Jet-black blood spilled from the wound, and it took two or three minutes before it began to turn bright red.

Then, he began to force out the ghost qi of his right arm again.

After all the ghost qi was forced out, the wounds on his arms quickly scabbed.

Su Ming raised his eyes and looked in the direction where Lu Bu was, he was fighting fiercely with several evil ghosts.

Lu Bu, who had recovered his combat strength, was barely able to distinguish himself from the remaining demons.

Su Ming felt that he had underestimated the means of releasing the witch hall.

The planning is deep.

Li Xinran first sent twenty-one hall masters of the Witch Release Hall to come, and even laid out twenty-one heavy killing arrays.

Then, the Seven Ghost Kings brought thousands of souls to occupy Wutong Mountain.

A sharp edge flashed in Su Ming's eyes.

Li Xinran, if you are unkind first, don't blame me for being unjust.

Su Ming originally planned to confront the Witch Palace head-on in the future, but who knew that the Witch Palace would become more and more energetic.

In the future, the people who put the witch hall will kill one when they encounter one.

These harmful things don't deserve to live in this world.

Su Ming's eyes burst out with a strong killing intent, and the power in his body was about to move.

The gloomy sky was changing, the wind was surging, and the lightning and thunder were roaring.

There is a powerful force looming.

Su Ming's eyes were bewitching, which made people shudder.

The evil ghosts who were fighting with Lu Bu noticed Su Ming's strangeness and stopped.

Su Ming's eyes flashed with demonic brilliance fell on them, and their bodies trembled violently, feeling a burst of fear.

Lu Bu held Fang Tian's halberd in his hand, his body stiffened and stood in place, his head drooping, not daring to look at Su Ming.

At this moment, the power in Su Ming's body that made their hearts palpitate appeared.

Lu Bu's heart was extremely cold.

But, at the same time, I was very excited.

The silent power of their king has awakened.

Li Cunxiao, who was in the other direction, looked up at the sky, and his excitement was overflowing.

Their king has returned.

The remaining souls of Wutong Mountain knelt on the ground, terrified.

Lanruo Temple, Daxiong Treasure Hall.

The monk Kongjian, who was meditating and chanting, raised his head suddenly, and a strong look of worry flashed in his eyes.

What he feared had finally happened.

After Su Ming accepted the invitation of the monk Kongwen to come to Lanruo Temple, the big Buddha of the Daxiong Treasure Hall shed tears.

Compassion.

The tears of the Buddha are a bad omen.

Monk Kongmi didn't know the reason at first, but he realized that a lot of things had happened later, and he understood.

The reason for the Buddha's tears came from Su Ming.

He didn't tell anyone about it, it was a secret, buried deep in his heart.

This power was earth-shattering, and he only hoped that Su Ming could still maintain his original heart.

Not affected by this force.

Alas.

Monk Kumi let out a long sigh.

Monk Kongwen frowned and asked in a low voice, "Senior brother, why are you sighing?" ”

"The Buddha said, don't say it."

The empty monk immediately put on a disgusted expression.

"Senior brother, can you be serious."

"Senior brother, it's no wonder junior brother."

The monk said solemnly: "You are still hiding between us, and you obviously don't regard me as your own family." ”

Monk Kongmi, "......"

After a long time, he spoke, "Senior brother, when I was worshipping the Buddha a few days ago, I saw the Buddha crying. ”

Hiss --

The monk was greatly frightened and froze directly in place.

Big Buddha tears?

He subconsciously looked up at the Big Buddha, and his heart was extremely uneasy.

He knew very well what it meant for the Buddha to shed tears.

When gods and demons appear in the two worlds of yin and yang, when the world is catastrophic, the Buddha is compassionate and compassionate, and he will cry.

Could it be that something big will happen in the Yin and Yang world?

Monk Kongwen looked at Monk Kongjian and asked solemnly, "Senior brother, are you sure you are not joking with me?" ”

The monk sighed helplessly.

"Senior brother, do you know anything?"

The monk asked.

The monk was silent.

The empty monk frowned, and after a while, he confided a name.

Seeing the subtle changes in the expression of the monk Kongjian, the monk Kongwen was extremely shocked in his heart.

He muttered in a low voice, "Could it be that I was wrong to invite him?" ”

"Senior brother, it's not your fault."

Monk Kongjian said slowly: "Senior brother go to the door to see the sky. ”

The monk looked puzzled.

He walked to the door of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, looked up at the night sky, and was stunned for a moment.

I saw that on Wutong Mountain, a huge whirlpool appeared, stirring up the world and changing color, as if it was about to swallow this piece of heaven and earth.

Cold sweat oozed from the forehead of the monk Kongwen, and his legs couldn't help but swing.

"Su Ming, Su Ming, what are you doing?"

The empty monk was frightened, and he just hoped that nothing would happen.

He was willing to invite Su Ming, and the problem of Lanruo Temple was solved.

I didn't expect to invite a big demon king.

If something happens, he can explode on the spot.

"My Buddha blesses."

The empty monk muttered, turned around and walked back to the empty monk monk, "Senior brother, or I will drive him away?" ”

The monk shook his head, "Don't force this matter, everything will pass away." ”

The empty monk looked worried, "But the junior brother is worried that it will be self-defeating and eventually cause a greater disaster." ”

As he spoke, the palpitating power vanished.

The two looked at each other, not knowing why.

The monk walked quickly to the door of the Daxiong Treasure Hall and looked out, and found that the sky was calm again.

He turned back and shook his head at Monk Sorami.

Monk Sorumi breathed a sigh of relief.

Qin Xueyan and the others got together to chat, and they didn't notice any strangeness from the beginning to the end.

The empty monk touched his head, "What's going on?" ”

"The little donor can control this force by himself, it seems that we are too worried."

A long-lost smile appeared on the face of the monk Sorumi.

"That's good, that's good...... If it causes disaster, I will be a great sinner. ”

The empty monk sighed sincerely.

On the Sycamore Mountain.

Su Ming leaned comfortably against the big tree, and Lu Bu stood aside expressionlessly, but he was muttering in his heart.

At that moment before, the power of their king's sealing had clearly emerged.

But it quickly disappeared.

He clearly remembered that once that power appeared, it was impossible to hide it anymore.

Could it be that I am mistaken?

Such an idea came to Lu Bu's mind.

Su Ming glanced at him casually and shook his head helplessly.

"Can you not be here like a stake?"

Lu Buhu's body was shocked, and he hurriedly explained: "Your subordinates are protecting the Dharma for you. ”

"No, I don't."

Su Ming waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and defend the fortress of Wutong Mountain, you can't let the souls on Wutong Mountain escape." ”

"Subordinates obey."

Lu Bu walked with great strides, turning back three times in one step, his eyes full of nostalgia.

Su Ming shuddered, how could he feel so disgusting.

Just then, the phone rang suddenly.

Su Ming took out his mobile phone, looked at the caller ID, and was so frightened that he almost didn't hold it steady.

Su Tianyuan called.

Su Ming answered the phone nervously, trying to keep himself calm.

Su Tianyuan's cold voice came out, "Little rabbit cub, have you broken the seal?" ”

"No, no."

"No fart, the seal in your body was laid by me personally, I don't know yet?"

Su Tianyuan scolded angrily, "Why don't you listen to persuasion, little rabbit cub? I told you that if you don't cultivate enough, you won't be able to suppress your anger at all, and you'll go crazy. ”

"You little rabbit cub really want to be angry with the old way to death, aren't you?"

Su Ming's face twitched suddenly, and he was very speechless.