Aiguo looked at the corpses of everyone on the wooden platform, that was Guan Long, Guan Hu, that was Zhao Banxian, that was Twelve, and the head of Master Mao in the air, all thoughts were lost, and he held the handle of the knife with both hands in the air and was about to stab it in his chest, he didn't want to die in the hands of these evil ghosts.

It's all over, Dad, forgive me for my unfilial piety, Master Dalong Erhu Twelve Mao, Zhao Banxian, let's see you underground, and put the tip of the knife into his chest with both hands.

"All things are like dreams and bubbles, like dew and electricity, and should be viewed as such,"

A clear voice of chanting Buddha sounded in my ears, who, who was chanting Buddha, patriotic hands paused in front of his chest and stopped, Mom, this is Mom's voice, this is Mom's chanting Buddha, Mom.

Dream bubbles? Is all this illusory, an illusion? In front of his patriotic eyes, there was a scene where Zhao Banxian turned into a Shurakshasa and his skin cracked piece by piece.

By the way, the Great God Curse, I'm going to try it.

At that moment, the patriot sits down, closes his eyes, folds his hands, and silently recites "Prajnaparamita, Prajnaparamita......"

The surroundings were still quiet, and the patriotic raised his head and opened his eyes, longing to see everyone come to life when his eyes were opened. But when my eyes opened, nothing changed.

Give up, no, I'm going to try again, I'm going to try again.

I don't want to do anything, relax, relax, "Prajnaparamita, Prajnaparamita, Prajna Jackfruit......" I don't know how many sentences I read, I don't want to be patriotic, I just concentrate on chanting, and slowly there is a voice in my ears, no matter what, continue to chant, the voice is getting clearer and clearer, there are two tigers, twelve, oh and Master Mao, Zhao Banxian, patriotism opened his eyes.

He was holding a knife with both hands to his chest, and the big dragon and the second tiger hair master over there were all waving the knives in their hands, slashing and slashing, while shouting "Patriotic, wake up"

Zhao Banxian and Twelve also rushed over, patriotic and sobered up, looking at Zhao Banxian and Twelve who ran over, it was really just an illusion just now.

Oh my God, I almost died alone, and it's nice to see you all again.

In the blink of an eye, he looked at the Shurakshasa with resentful eyes, and he felt the discomfort of a thousand knives scratching his heart.

The altar no longer shakes.

Master Mao and Guan Long Guan Hu brandished the knife stained with the blood of the patriotic Kuigang, and they were in a stalemate with those evil rakshasas, it seems that the blood-colored Lingzhi is really a treasure.

Less than a third of the evil rakshasas on the wooden platform were left.

Master Mao covered his back with his left hand and shouted to Aiguo, "Patriotic, you have broken the demon magic of Shurakshasa and its mana has eaten its body, now is the time to destroy it"

After saying this, Master Mao stabbed left and right and solved the two evil rakshasas that rushed to the side of Guan Long and Guan Hu. and shouted loudly to the patriots, "Use your Kuiyang blood"

Patriotism had just experienced great sorrow and joy, and it was when he was full of anger to vent, he suddenly picked up the knife in his hand and pulled it on the palm of his left hand, and there was a pain in the palm of his hand, a warm flow, and blood flowed out again.

Aiguo rushed to the Shurakshasa, as soon as he saw the Shurakshasa glaring at him, the patriotic heart was uncomfortable, and it was like a knife scraping, and it was like a hair growing in his heart, and he had the urge to commit suicide when he looked at those eyes, and he couldn't look at his eyes, and he couldn't look at his eyes. Aiguo kept reminding himself that he rushed to the altar and faced the Shurakshasa face to face, Aiguo raised his hand to throw the blood at the Shurakshasa, but suddenly he couldn't move, and his whole body couldn't move at all. It's like being turned into a statue. Patriotism is in a hurry, I'm afraid it's going to be the road again.

When you close your eyes, how can your eyes move, and why can't your body move?

You can't even open your mouth.

Only when I relax and meditate in my heart "Prajnaparamita, Prajnaparamita,......"

I still can't move.

Patriotism is a little anxious, and the more anxious you are, the more bad it is to recite the Great God Mantra.

Aiguo opened his eyes, and the Shurakshasa walked towards him step by step.

It's over, not only can't you put down the Shurakshasa, but your own little life will also be put into it.

Quickly closed his eyes again and continued to chant the mantra.

It suddenly went dark in front of him, and he was terrified.

"Oh oh oh ----" At this moment, a high rooster crow suddenly came from the chicken coop.

The three eyes of the Shuraksa widened and he was suddenly startled.

Aiguo only felt a strong light in front of him, and when he opened his eyes, he didn't see any strong light, but his body could move.

Patriotism wondered in his heart, didn't those chickens all die, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly threw the blood on his hands at Shurakshasa.

There was a burst like a firecracker, it was the breaking sound caused by the collision of pure yang with pure yin, and after this thunderclap, Shurakshasa roared in pain and fell to the ground.

This roar was different from the beginning, and the roar pierced through the sky and spread far away.

More than ten miles away in Wutoudu, next to seven or eight fires on the shore, more than 200 people in the village heard this roar, and everyone looked up in the direction of Lao Ye Mountain.

Shurakshasa finally fell to the ground.

His roar of pain made the remaining evil rakshasas on the wooden platform very uneasy, and panic and fear spread among the evil rakshasas.

These demons are in chaos.

Master Mao shouted with all his might, "Kill" and bravely retreated into the evil rakshasa group.

Guan Long and Guan Hu also shouted, "Kill", and rushed over with Master Mao.

Zhao Banxian and Twelve also picked up their shotguns and shouted, "Kill", and rushed over as well.

Aiguo watched the Shurakshasa fall to the ground and roll in pain, and the victory made him even more excited, he took a deep breath and shouted "Kill", rushed over and raised his left hand to throw the blood into the evil Rakshasa group.

The situation reversed in a flash, and Master Mao, Guan Long, and the others were even more imposing, raising their long knives and rushing forward while slashing, shouting. "Kill"

"Kill~"

In the blink of an eye, there were only six or seven evil rakshasas left on the wooden platform, and their eyes widened with horror, and their mouths opened and their jaws trembled slightly. After the first four were stained with patriotic blood, they were cut down by Master Mao and Guan Long and Guan Hu, and the remaining two ran and were knocked down by Zhao Banxian and Twelve with the shotguns that opened the light.

Only Shurakshasa was left screaming in pain on the wooden platform, and six people surrounded him.

The Shurakshasa was no longer rolling, the skin of his whole body turned from blue to dark red, and he was half-lying on the ground, watching Master Mao panting.

Master Mao raised his thunderbolt knife and slashed at the Shurakshasa neck.

Facing the enemy head-on, everyone is not afraid, this has to be cut down without the power to fight back, everyone is still a little uncomfortable, and Twelve turned his head.

The knife slashed at the neck of the Shurakshasa as if it were slashing on the armor of an ancient general, making a crisp metal collision sound, but the knife did not enter the flesh.

Master Mao glanced at the thunderbolt knife, and his eyes revealed a regretful expression.

Master Mao returned to the altar, the incense in the incense burner was about to be extinguished again, first renew the pillar of incense, then picked up the red pen with both hands, put the red pen between the thumb and index finger of both hands, put both hands on the chest and bowed to the three sticks of incense on the altar, and turned three times on the three incense, on a piece of yellow paper to write the symbols, and then used the red pen to draw six small symbols on both sides of the thunderbolt knife.

Then take the thunderbolt knife to your chest, and the edge of the knife is downward,

Then he lit the drawn paper on the candle flame, and used the fire to burn the blade of the thunderbolt knife directly from the tip of the thunderbolt knife to the hilt. Master Mao looked at the Shurakshasa on the ground and walked over with a knife.

At this time, the dark red on the Shurakshasa body had begun to slowly turn blue, and it seemed that it would soon be able to recover its mana. Master Mao raised the thunderbolt knife high with both hands and paused in the air.

A thunderclap sounded, and the thunderbolt knife had slashed at the Shura Shasa neck, but I didn't expect it to be a crisp metal collision sound, but the sound was louder. Shurakshasa is still fine. It's even better than just now, it's getting better and better.

Master Mao's hands were numb from the shock, and he shook for a moment.

Aiguo and Guan Long were even more surprised, and looked at Master Mao in surprise.

Master Mao said slowly, "It seems that the patriotic Kuiyang blood has only injured its ghost body, and it has not broken its immortal body. ”

Then he said, "This is the second time I use the net, and the first time I use it is to kill the thousand-year-old corpse king more than ten years ago."

After speaking, Master Mao walked to the edge of the wooden platform, and lifted up the six Kong Ming lanterns hanging below, let Zhao Banxian hold two of them in his left and right hands, and the patriotic Guan Long, Guan Hu and the twelve each held a Kong Ming lantern, and these six two-meter-high Kong Ming lanterns were arranged in a hexagonal shape on the wooden platform.

I saw Master Mao take out an ink fountain, and the bucket was not black ink like a carpenter. Master Mao's ink fountain was bright red. It was the cinnabar that Master Mao recited every day and blessed with mantras. Master Mao opened the bamboo tube with white ash poured out when he opened the cloth Seven Star Array, picked up the bamboo tube and knocked it on the wooden platform for a while, until all the white ash sticking to the side of the bamboo tube was collected, and then poured it into the ink fountain.

Everyone saw the power of the white ash, Guan Long was even more curious about it, and asked Zhao Banxian what it was. After the victory, Zhao Banxian looked at Guan Long strangely, "I still don't say" Guan Long can't take him.

Here, Master Mao pulled the ink bucket and ran around the six Kong Ming lanterns, chanting the mantra of Taishang Laojun as he ran

"Taishang Laojun taught me to kill ghosts and be with me. On the call for the jade girl, the collection is ominous. Mountaineering rocks are cracked, wearing seals. Wearing a canopy on his head, he is burly on his feet, supporting Liujia on the left and defending Liuding on the right. There is the yellow god in the front, and there is the Yue chapter in the back. The divine master kills, does not avoid the strong, first kills the evil ghosts, and then cuts the night light. What god is not subdued, what ghost dares to be? Taishang Laojun is as anxious as a law. ”

The ink fountain in his hand kept spinning, and after a while, a huge red wire mesh formed in the middle of the six Kong Ming lanterns.

At this time, the dark red on the Shurakshasa was about to retreat, and the color of the whole body would soon become all cyan.

Master Mao grabbed a stack of charms on the altar, and quickly pasted the red rope one by one with both hands.

Everything is going on at a rapid pace, and Master Mao is racing against the Shurakshasa . After pasting the charm, Master Mao immediately poured out the oil and quickly lit up the six long Kong Ming lanterns. In the night, the light of the fire came through the lamp, and the charm on the lamp became clearer.

The net is finally ready.

Master Mao asked everyone to move the Tianluo net to the top of the Shurakshasa head, and as soon as it was moved above the Shurakshasa, six copper bells began to ring unhurriedly, the copper bells were antiquities, making a crisp and beautiful bell, and the bells on a black mountain seemed to come from outside the sky.

This bell is to summon the god of Dingjia, and after the bell rings automatically, Master Mao asks everyone to let go of their hands.

Patriotic, Zhao Banxian, Guan Long, Guan Hu, slowly let go of their hands. Twelve was a little puzzled, after letting go, didn't Kong Minglan fly away, but he trusted Master Mao very much, and the last one let go of his hand.

The Kong Ming lantern did not fly away, and it hung over the head of the Shura Rakshasa and stopped in mid-air.

At this time, the Shurakshasa also turned from red to blue, and jumped up and stood on the wooden platform, just surrounded by six Kong Ming lanterns, and above his head was a net with a spell.

The light shone the spell on the Shurakshasa body. Bursts of white smoke came out of Shurashasa body, and all of a sudden the place surrounded by Kong Ming lanterns was occupied by white smoke, and Shurakshasa could no longer be seen, and a black shadow and the light emitted by the three eyes could be vaguely seen.

Surrounded by white smoke, the Shurakshasa began to chant mantras loudly again, with a strange tone and tone, and the voice from the netherworld made everyone very uncomfortable. There was an eerie atmosphere all around.

Master Mao also returned to the altar, picked up the peachwood sword, shook the golden bell, and began to urge the Ding Jia God to destroy this demon.

Under the urging of Master Mao, the net slowly rotated with the Kong Ming lantern that day. Aiguo asked Zhao Banxian, what is the effect of the lamp turning like this.

Zhao Banxian told Aiguo that the firelight projected the spells on the Kong Ming lantern onto the Shurakshasa body, and the spells of each Kong Ming lantern were different, and this rotation was that the different charms kept shining on different places on the Shurakshasa body, so that the six directions, each direction would shine on the six runes, and there were six Ding Liujia gods, a total of thirty-six runes, printed on the Shurakshasa body, breaking its immortal body.

At this time, the Shurakshasa in the middle became louder and louder, and kept chanting those mantras, and suddenly the tone changed, and the recitations behind them sounded very similar to some of the Buddha's humming and coaxing, but the order was different. The sound became louder and louder, and there was gradually an echo between the mountains, and they were panicked when they heard the patriotism, and they wanted to end this discomfort by hitting their heads on the ground. Zhao Banxian put a talisman on the back of each of them, and the irritability of the four of them suddenly disappeared.

Everyone gathered around to watch Master Mao clean up the Shurakshasa, and Zhao Banxian acted as a commentator on the side, "Different spell arrangements will have different effects. The arrangement used by the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas is the energy of light. These ghost realm beings used another arrangement to use the power of the netherworld darkness. This kind of power is something you ordinary people can't accept. Only this immortal ghost body Shurakshasa can use it like this. ”

Looking at the white smoke in the net that day, the sound of the Shurakshasa mantra became louder and louder, and the six Kong Ming lanterns suddenly burned, and the Luo net above the head of the Shura Shasa fell down and wrapped around it, and the fire ignited by the six Kong Ming lanterns was also wrapped around the Shura Shasa and burned.

The yellow cloth of the Kong Ming lantern was like pouring oil on it, and the fire that ignited engulfed the Shurakshasa.

When the fire is lit, the smoke is gone. Master Mao's patriotic six people stood in front of the altar and watched the Shurakshasa struggle in the fire, trying to break free from the shackles of the Tianluo net, four hands grabbed the mesh and kept tearing, the fire burned for several minutes, the Shurakshasa stopped tearing the net, stretched his neck and put the net on his head, the third eye on the forehead was closed, the two eyes on the big face were still staring at Master Mao resentfully, and a pair of eyes under Master Mao's one-word eyebrows were looking at it lightly.

After the Shurakshasa looked away and glanced at the others, he raised his head and roared at the dark night sky in the sky, and there was a huge thunderclap in the night sky, and a lightning bolt struck the mountain, and the Shurakshasa fell to the ground. There is also the smell of ashes, and the stench of evil liquid, mixed with all kinds of strange smells, I can't tell.

Master Mao still looked at the blackened Shurakshasa on the ground lightly, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Patriotic Zhao Banxian and the five people of the Twelve Guan Long Guan Hu looked at each other, everyone was wet with clothes and hair, all of them were injured, and it was difficult to hide the excitement on their faces at this time, and they jumped up happily.

Patriotic hands clenched into fists in the air, looking up at the night sky and shouting "Oh--------"

Guan Long and Guan Hu also held their hands to their mouths and shouted "Oh------" to the surrounding mountains

Twelve looked at everyone's smirks with smiles on their faces, as if after these few days, Twelve has also grown.

Master Mao was still looking at the Shurakshasa on the wooden platform in a daze, the fire had been extinguished, and the red rope on the Luo net that day had also turned into ashes at this time. Zhao Banxian walked to Master Mao's side and stood side by side with Master Mao. Master Mao turned his head, looked at Zhao Banxian, and then at the four young people who were celebrating happily. It's over, it's finally over, and we win.

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