On the other side, the black-robed man was not idle, a statue of a tiger-headed human body, about ten inches high and covered with gold dust, was placed in front of him, stretched out his right hand and pressed it on the tiger's head, sensing and calling for the power contained in the Faxiang.

Shang Biao knew this thing, and in the last film, in order to study the technique of opening the forbidden three wheels and seven veins, he also learned about ancient Indian Buddhism and various cultivation methods with the help of the collection of books in the Yin Yang Shrine.

Seeing the tiger head statue with the symbol, Shang Biao remembered a kind of Lushi Faxiang mentioned in the book called the Buzhou Ten Faces School.

Lu Shi is an ancient practice that is comparable to that of Fang Shi.

Long before the Sun Dynasty in ancient India, before the Dharma began to spread, the Rushi existed, and the Rushi Dharma was popular.

In ancient times, Rushidu lived in the Himalayas and practiced ascetic Touda, was a long-term vegetarian, forbidding meat and all material comforts, and only pursuing spiritual pleasures.

And most of the Rushi at that time had great wisdom and great mana, and according to legend, the Buddha's teacher before enlightenment was a Rushi.

Up to now, there are 108 phases of the law of Lushi, such as fire eyes, four faces, tiger heads, elephant heads, etc.

In Nanyang, Lu Shi is considered to be the founder of the art of surrender and the source of his power, and is an old man with incomparable wisdom, somewhat similar to the Taoist Sanqing.

Therefore, anyone who can invite a descendant of Lu Shifa is equivalent to a Taoist priest from a famous and upright family like Maoshan, who is not strong, but the origin is definitely not small.

Just when the old man's poisonous lizard completed the blessing, the descending man who used the Ten Faces of Buzhou also completed the communication with the Dharma Phase.

Suddenly, the tattoos on his body were hooked, and a strong resentment emerged that lasted for a long time, turning into a woman with a distorted face, and the soul lingered around him.

Seeing the unjust souls beside the man who descended to the master, Shang Biao understood why he coveted the ghost mother of the nine sons.

Just as Maoshan Mountain is divided into upper and lower Mao, the Lushi method practiced by this person is obviously the way to enslave the ghosts and resentful spirits. When encountering such a rare thing as the Nine Sons Ghost Mother, it is like a bus pervert seeing a beautiful woman, how can he let it go.

And looking at his appearance, he used the thorn pattern to seal the Yin Spirit in his body as a source of power. And he also imprisoned as many as nine Yin Spirit Souls, if he didn't have any ability, he would have been devoured by Yin Spirits a long time ago, and his body and soul would have disappeared.

Shang Biao put away the contempt in his heart, among the Nanyang descendants, there are still capable people, although their fighting methods are indeed unsightly.

The ghosts surrounding the descending man were agitated under the stimulation of the spell, and his distorted face stared at the descending master with extremely resentment, and lines of bloody tears flowed from the ghost's eyes.

After the last mantra of the descending man, the ghosts let out a piercing wail, and then invariably pounced like the old man.

The old man looked at the hideous-looking ghost with fangs and claws rushing towards him, but he didn't panic. Unhurriedly, swallow the lizard that has just completed the blessing into his belly, turn up the voice, and continue to chant the mantra.

At the moment of the ghost's arrival, his skin turned pitch black, and he also emitted a trace of colorful corrosive poisonous gas.

And the flying ghost screamed even louder after being contaminated with poisonous gas.

"Langkawi Melon, Pasha Ka!"

The old man's eyes widened, and he recited a spell as if he had to exert all his strength.

Driven by the spell, the dispersed poisonous mist instantly turned into an octopus-like tentacle, binding the yin spirit released by the descending man, and pulling it backwards, entering the old man's seven orifices.

The man looked shocked, as if he had seen something incredible, and pointed at the old man and said hurriedly.

Before he could finish his words, the pitch-black color on the old man's body quickly retreated from the bottom to the top, and the old man's mouth seemed to absorb the pitch black of the whole body, and spit out a black mist as rich as ink.

The black mist turned into the appearance of a lizard, and his limbs moved in unison, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the descending man.

At this point, the man who descended to the master no longer said any nonsense, his hands pressed on the tiger head in front of him, the blue tendons of the tic-tac-toe appeared on his head, and the voice of chanting was loud and urgent.

The Black Mist Lizard was affected by his spell and stopped not far in front of the Tiger Head Law Phase.

Seeing this, the old man also strengthened the spell in his mouth, and the black mist lizard was controlled by two forces, and let out an angry hiss, sometimes moving forward, sometimes taking a few steps back.

Fine beads of sweat oozed from the heads of the two people in the duel, and the good fighting method became a bridge of internal forces fighting each other in martial arts.

Seeing that the fighting method between the two had turned into a competition with profound mana, such a dirty turtle method made Shang Biao, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, almost laugh out loud with a pig cry.

Is this to laugh me to death, so that I can inherit my identity as an actor!

The breath fluctuation made the invisibility charm ineffective, and Shang Biao was not hiding, a pair of inverted triangular eyes showed an unbearable smile, and glanced at the two of them with a kind of monkey play.

Although the old man and the man who descended to the division both discovered Shang Biao's existence, it was impossible for them to stop now.

That black mist lizard was the product of the old man's lizard Gu worm devouring the ghostly spirit of the descending man, and he had to kill one of them before he stopped. Either the old man dies, or the master dies, and there is no third option.

In the end, it was still an old man, an old ghost, and an old spirit, a Gu worm like a big ant crawled out of the old man's body, and instead of interfering with the descending man, he drove the Gu worm to wake up the unconscious Laila.

Hidden in the shadows, Digu Mantong probably said something to her, and Layla woke up and looked back at Shang Biao with difficulty.

"Sir, I~"

"I don't know if your father taught you such a sentence: serve people's bowls and be managed by others, eat people's food and look at people's faces.

It seems that you still don't understand the meaning of this sentence, so let's just talk about stealing. Tell me, how am I going to punish you? ”

The smile on Shang Biao's face disappeared, and there was a flickering cold glint in his eyes.

"It's Kuman Thong, Kuman Thong it~"

Laila lowered her head, hesitating to confess to Guman, the ground boy who had instigated her.

When the big-headed doll-like boy Guman heard this, he knew what was going to happen, and immediately turned into a black shadow and rushed out.

"Hmph, I don't know what to do!"

Shang Biao bluffed with his five fingers and grabbed the fleeing boy Guman.

The black shadow appeared, and the ground boy Guman rolled and wailed with his short arms covering his head.

It seemed to be under the influence of Shang Biao's punishment of the earth boy Gu Man, the spell in the mouth of the black-robed descending master was slowed down by a beat, and the old man seized the opportunity to bite the tip of his tongue and spray a mouthful of essence blood on the black mist lizard.

Nourished by the essence and blood, the black mist lizard finally broke through the interference of the black robe's spell and merged into the body of the descending man.

"Puff~"

The cracking sound of the blood vessels bursting sounded one after another, and the man who descended to the division spit out a mouthful of pus and blood, and fell straight backwards.

In the blink of an eye, the skin on his body became as black as the old man had before, and the essence of the muscles quickly diminished and shriveled up as if it had been swallowed by something, and finally only a skin-covered skeleton remained in place.