"What do you mean?"

The Living Buddha retreated sharply to avoid He Cheng's grasp, and his face contained anger.

"Have you ever recited Buddhist scriptures, and you dare to call yourself a living Buddha!"

The corpse claws followed closely, the steel fork was generally pinched on the neck of the living Buddha, and the fingers were pinched hard, only to hear the sound of "click".

The living Buddha's neck was twisted and folded onto his back.

He Cheng squinted, but his hand did not let go, allowing the bald donkey in front of him to grab his wrist with both hands.

"It turned out to be a demon!"

The voice of the living Buddha changed greatly, piercing the ears like a knife.

The human head fell from the neck to the ground with a "bone lu", and rolled behind the red lacquer pillar of the coiling dragon, and the broken neck did not bleed, but a centipede head drilled out of the broken neck!

The centipede's head is as big as a stone!

His body also agitated, and a pair of centipede feet tore the human skin and came out.

Just listen to the boom.

Turning into a three-zhang long big centipede Taishan pressed He Cheng under him, only the zombie hand was still clamped around the jaw of Wu Gong, and the small one could be ignored.

"Hmph, just because you came to the temple to spread wild! Zombies! ”

"It's useless!" A dull voice came from beneath the centipede spirit.

I saw that the zombie's hand pulled violently, and he grabbed the three-zhang long big centipede and waved it!

Turned it over one by one, smashed the belly up, and took advantage of the centipede essence to turn over He Chengcai got rid of the weight of his head and stood up.

"It's ugly!"

He Cheng spat at the palm of his hand and rubbed his hands.

Jumped on the centipede essence's belly, and pierced into the centipede's abdominal soft armor with his feet like iron nails, and held his strength in his abdomen, with a fierce face, a pair of black eyes with anger, and the corpse teeth were also bared.

The centipede spirit struggled to stand up, but was pinned to death, and a pair of centipede feet pierced the zombie like a spear, leaving only a string of jingles.

He Cheng shook his wrist, slashed down with his claws, and grabbed two large pieces of meat from the beef leg, and the centipede struggled painfully, but he really couldn't break free.

He was not in a hurry to shave meat, he raised his hand to grab a pair of centipede feet tied to his body, and twisted the two arms like the roots of the old birch, and pulled the centipede feet off with silk!

I stomped my foot again, and my body pressed down another three inches.

The centipede essence shrunk into a ball of early pain, and he wanted to kill He Cheng with his mouth and feet, but he thought that the zombie was an iron gada, and he couldn't bite his teeth.

The huddle rolled for three or four breaths, and finally collapsed to the ground.

He's dead.

"It's really a thousand years of cultivation, it's good"

He Cheng straightened up, the same as the Black Tower.

The demon heart with the big washbasin in his hand thumped and disappeared in an instant.

Flicking his sleeves and sucking the corpse of the centipede essence into his sleeve, he turned around and picked up two centipede feet, as if holding two large knives on the left and right.

Walking out of the Living Buddha Temple with the centipede feet on his shoulders, looking at the scene in front of him, He Cheng couldn't help but take a breath.

"What a centipede's nest!"

Hundreds of tattered clothes, human skins, paralyzed on the ground, but there are many more big centipede essences, the largest is also a zhang, and the smallest is bigger than the yellow dog raised in the countryside!

All rolling on the ground at the moment.

"I want to eat it."

Xiaoshuang flew in the air, looking greedily at centipedes all over the ground.

"I have added all the ingredients to the bread they eat, and you can eat this cake once in your life"

Hearing the voice, the banshee and the female ghost turned their heads and saw He Cheng walking out with the centipede's feet

"The Living Buddha is the highest cultivation inside? That's at least three more! ”

As he spoke, three lamas came out of the three living Buddha temples.

From left to right, they are all in their early sixties, and it is estimated that they were promoted by centipede seedlings who entered Beijing.

"Amitabha!"

To this day, they still chant the Buddha's name.

The bald donkey in the middle said, "Today, it's time for us to subdue demons and eliminate demons!" ”

"As it should be!" Nods from the left and right.

They were still chanting Amitabha Buddha in their mouths, He Cheng clasped the centipede feet in his left and right hands, lunged forward, and the centipede feet in his hands went straight to the throat of the bald donkey closest to him on the left, and when he approached, his body turned around.

The lama on the left took a step back, his body paralyzed like a face, and he avoided the centipede's feet on his side. was quick and anxious, and then grabbed He Cheng's wrist, wanting to leave his wrist and snatch the weapon first.

How could he think of the brute force of the zombie in front of him, fly up with him, and hit the living Buddha in the middle, as soon as he took his hand, the living Buddha on the left turned into a small pendant on He Cheng's wrist!

He Cheng was accustomed to the rhythm of the battle, and as soon as he made a move, he fished the two in his own offensive corner.

The living Buddha in the middle was also forced to shoot.

The living Buddha hanging on his wrist on the left wanted to retreat, but out of nowhere, he drilled out an arm and pressed him to death, and looked up to see that the zombie in front of him had turned into three heads and six arms!

The zombie head on the left smiled at him.

Smack, smack!

The centipede's feet were thrown to the top of his head, and He Cheng rode on the living Buddha in the middle, plucked his head and bit it, and the demon blood of the bite was splashed.

But in the blink of an eye, the three centipede essences lost one!

The one who was still held down wanted to break his arm and escape, but he saw He Cheng raise his hand and grab the centipede foot that fell above his head, bent his legs, and when he kicked away, he was one point faster than the living Buddha, and fell into his head, turning around and stabbing back at the horse!

The living Buddha stared, looking at the zombie's eyes, black as if he wanted to suck his soul in!

With a light pat on the shoulder, the living Buddha stared and fell to the ground, his chest pierced by a centipede's foot.

After figuring out where the centipede was hiding, of course He Cheng would not go to the head.

Two died, and the demon corpse broke through the human skin and turned into two large centipedes.

Only the last old monk remained.

"Demons are so daring! Do you know who our ancestor is? Now if you dare to do it, the ancestor will definitely do it."

When fighting, they seem to like to say something grandiose.

It's just that He Cheng is a man of action, he rushed to the centipede essence, slaughtered first and then spoke, except for delaying time, he doesn't like to talk much when he kills.

"Wei Daotian!"

Looking at the stiffness in front of him, the old monk shook his body and turned into King Kong Eight Arms!

Wei Daotian is one of the twenty-four heavens, and the four heavenly kings are also among them.

An eight-armed old monk with a pestle on his chest.

The white beard between the long eyebrows and his lips rose without wind, and a burst of Buddha light rose from behind him, as if Wei Tuotian was in the world, subduing demons and eliminating demons!

"Let me send down you, a demon, today, lest you endanger all living beings!"

The vajra flew out, and the speed quickly turned into a disc, pressing a gust of wind and rushing in the blink of an eye.

He Chengnu looked at it, and the wood was there.

He didn't hide before the demon pestle hit him in the face.

"Sister Yanhong, aren't we going to help?" Xiaoshuang asked worriedly.

"The master never let us kill, absolutely not"

Xiaoshuang never thought that there was such a strange reason.

But I saw a golden arm on the three-headed and six-armed zombie raised, easily grabbed the demon pestle, and the body did not shake a flower, and even the person rolled back with the pestle, and the demon pestle went straight to the old monk's door.

Syllable! Syllable!

The demon pestle struck twice, the first time the head hit the ground exploded like a watermelon, and the second knocked the intestines.

"My corpse Buddha, what's the matter, it's a little more interesting than your demon Buddha"

I shook the demon pestle in my hand, and I felt that I was using it quite well.

In the entire temple, all the centipedes were captured and killed, and he also got four demon hearts, enough for six.

The monster fueled by the seedlings can't transform by himself, and his ability is too bad.

"There are still three left, fighting the autumn wind is much more interesting than gnawing hard bones!"

Commanding the female ghost and the banshee to leave, He Cheng opened his mouth and sucked the essence blood of the corpses all over the ground into his throat.

Looking at the two stone-sized martial arts heads that were barely intact, He Cheng grabbed the centipede's feet and inserted them, and waved, "It's still very handy!" I'm going to use it."

"Where else are youkai?"

He let go of the centipede sledgehammer.

Boom, the ground shook.

"I haven't heard of it anymore, if you want to kill, you may have to look for it"

Xiaoshuang is also a little scared, he is completely addicted to killing!

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