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"Grass your ancestor, what kind of sound is this, it's hard to hear." Lu Hao covered his ears with an angry expression. The sound of the Requiem is like a cold wind blowing overnight, making people shudder.

The yin wind was howling, and the entire Qinling Town was shrouded in the control of the Requiem. Countless unjust ghosts heard the mourning requiem and cheered.

Some people appeared on the street, these people were glazed and in a trance, staring at the night sky, dancing with their hands, as if they were controlled by the Requiem.

There are more and more people gathered on the streets, and there are countless people.

Almost all the people who survived heard the requiem. Under the influence of the Requiem, the people lost their sense of self and became puppets of the walking dead.

Men, women and children walked out of their homes and gathered in the streets, waving their hands.

"Oh no, these people are being controlled." Lu Hao stood on the roof, glanced at it, and found that there were people dancing in all directions.

"Wake up!" Lu Hao rushed over and shook a man's body. The man was expressionless, looking at the sky, waving his hands from side to side.

No matter how Lu Hao shakes, this man just can't wake up. Lu Hao was furious and slapped him in the face. Suddenly, the man looked hideous, stretched out his hands, and grabbed him by the neck.

"Damn, that's a lot of strength!" Lu Hao was choked by the other party's neck, broke free with all his might, and quickly retreated. The man bared his teeth and roared, and changed back to his old self.

Lu Hao's face sank, and his heart was shocked, these people were controlled by the Requiem and lost their nature, if they were forcibly awakened, it would cause incalculable consequences.

In this case, it is necessary to find the crooked way of the evil sect that plays the mourning requiem in order to save the people of the town. Lu Hao jumped on the roof and ran all the way to find the source of the Requiem.

"Master Watanami!"

Lu Hao was jumping on the roof, and suddenly saw a bald monk, holding a Zen staff, running wildly on the street.

"Master Lu!" The sound of crossing the street sounded.

Lu Hao said loudly: "Master Duyuan, do you know who played the Requiem?" ”

Watari said in a deep voice: "It's a black-robed man!" ”

Lu Hao's face changed, and he exclaimed, "Oh no, it's the surviving person." ”

Du Shu asked, "Lord Lu, who is the surviving person?" ”

"A megalomaniacal neurotic!" Lu Hao's face was solemn, and he sped up and rushed over.

A plane tree appeared in front of it, with lush foliage. On top of the plane tree, there is a person standing, dressed in a black robe, holding a jade flute in his hand, playing leisurely.

A bronze coin sword flew over, instantly passing through the body of the surviving man. The surviving man was like a shadow, and after the copper coin sword passed through, it turned around and flew back again.

Back and forth a dozen times, no matter how the copper coin sword attacked, it would pass through the body of the undead. The surviving are not affected, and the mourning requiem continues to be played.

Lu Hao rushed over, grabbed the copper coin sword, and scolded: "The surviving person, what are you going to do?" ”

Turning a blind eye, the surviving continued to play the mourning requiem.

Lu Hao was furious, wielding a copper coin sword and slashing at him. The bronze coin sword was slashed over the body of the undead.

"Amitabha!" Du Yuan appeared under the plane tree and recited a Buddha name, "Donor, why do you want to control the people of the town, and what do you want?" ”

Ignoring this, the surviving man continued to play the mourning requiem.

Lu Hao shouted: "Master, this scumbag is not as good as a beast, don't talk nonsense with him, just kill him." ”

"Amitabha, if the donor doesn't stop, the poor monk will be rude." Wataru glared angrily, hoping that he would put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot.

The surviving were unmoved and continued to play the mourning requiem.

Du Xuan said angrily: "Senior brother, this birdman is deaf and dumb, let's not talk nonsense with him." ”

"Duan, find a way to kill him." Lu Hao was in a hurry, and if he didn't stop him, the lives of the people in the whole town would be in danger.

Watari looked at it for a while and said, "This birdman is standing on top of the plane tree and playing the flute, if we pull out the plane tree, he will have no place to play the flute." ”

Lu Hao's eyes widened, and he said with a grin: "Master Duan, what you say is reasonable, it's really a good way, hurry up." ”

"The little monk is born with divine powers, and he likes to uproot the weeping willows, so he pulled out this sycamore tree today." Watari spat on his hand, then rolled up his sleeves and began to uproot the plane tree.

One person hugged the thick plane tree, in the hands of Du Zhan, like a child's toy, only to hear a roar, the whole plane tree, uprooted.

Bang!

There was a loud bang.

The ten-meter-high plane tree was thrown out.

Du Shu clapped his hands, and said with a smile: "The little monk uprooted the plane tree, wonderful!" ”

Lu Hao smiled bitterly: "The sycamore tree has been pulled out, but there is no use for birds." ”

Watari glared at him, and found that the surviving person was floating in the air and continued to play the flute. It was thought that the surviving person needed to stand on top of the plane tree to play the flute, but now it seems completely wrong.

The surviving stood in the void and did not stop playing the Requiem because the sycamore tree was pulled out.

"Your grandmother's, the little monk was deceived by you." The fire was extinguished.

Watari rebuked: "Senior brother, monks should not speak foul language. ”

"Sin, sin!" Du Shu hurriedly clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name. As long as he is angry, he will be full of nonsense, and he can scold any swear words.

Monks must not lie, they must not commit adultery, they must not become filthy, they must not drink alcohol, they must not steal, they must not kill, they must not touch meat!

These monastic rules are complete bullshit in Lu Hao's opinion.

If you live a lifetime, you must be chic and happy, don't eat meat, don't drink alcohol, don't touch women, don't swear, what's the point of living.

Lu Hao felt that the Taoist priest was much better than the monk, at least without the constraints of red tape.

Du Yuan's eyes widened angrily, and he scolded: "Donor, if you don't stop, the poor monk will be killed." ”

The surviving turned a blind eye and continued to play the mourning requiem.

"My Buddha is compassionate!" Watari rose from the ground, and the demon slaying staff in his hand smashed towards the surviving person's head and face.

"Don't spill my blood!" Wataru hurriedly closed his eyes, afraid to see a bloody scene. Senior brother's attack can destroy the rock, and this black-robed man who plays the flute will definitely die.

When Watari opened his eyes, he was shocked that the Demon Slaying Staff actually passed through the body of the surviving person, smashing a hole in the ground.

"What's going on, his body?" Wataru was stunned.

Lu Hao sighed and said: "This scumbag is a scumbag, I don't know what evil skills he has cultivated, and he can be immune to any attack." Before, I used the Maoshan Dao method to attack him, but it was useless. ”

"Inherently alien, we can eliminate it." Watanato shook his head and sighed, realizing that the surviving man was immortal, and no amount of attack could kill him.

"I don't believe I can't kill him." Wataru flew up, punching and kicking, causing no harm to the surviving people.

Lu Hao was anxious and found that more and more people were gathering on the street, and almost all the people who were alive were controlled by the Requiem.

Lu Hao thought for a while and shouted, "I have a way." Requiem controls the people, and we can restrain him with our voices. ”

Du Xuan was surprised: "Master Lu, what are your tricks?" ”

Lu Hao said: "You two monks, use the roar of the lion of Buddhism to make a sound of reducing magic power and restraining the mourning requiem, so that the people of the whole town will be out of control." ”

"Lord Lu, good idea." Wataru and Senior Brother glanced at each other and began to use sound wave skills to restrain the Requiem.

The lion roars at the Buddha Gate! It is the supreme sonic skill of Buddhism, a unique miracle that uses sound to deter the enemy.

A lion's roar can make the enemy's liver and gall break and bleed. Crossing the edge and crossing the extinction teamed up to send out the roar of the Buddhist lion against the Requiem.

The lion's roar is so powerful that ordinary people can't bear it. A roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, shocking the Eight Desolations.