In the Liujia Secret Blessing Great Array, a one-zhang high yin fire burst out from the ground! For a while, the waves of fire were surging, and the yin wind roared angrily, covering the figure of the tiger tightly. The huge statue of the evil ghost was burned to ashes in this yin fire and collapsed with a bang. The evil ghost statue shattered, and the Liujia Secret Blessing Great Array was naturally difficult to maintain, accompanied by the sound of tearing cloth, the large array was also torn to pieces by the surging evil ghosts!

Seeing these evil spirits fearlessly throwing themselves into the sea of fire, the monk frowned slightly: What kind of means is this? Attracted the Yin Fire and incinerated the Dharma Body that was originally constructed by the Yin Fire? Qian donkey skills are exhausted, and there is no saying that he has abolished his martial arts first. Besides, it looked like it was quite a bit loud before, and it didn't seem like it was going to be a way back.

Seeing that all the evil spirits who threw themselves into the yin fire were gone, one by one wailing and screaming in the waves of fire, and after a while, they were silent. The monk waved his hand and stopped these evil spirits. But he didn't let them retreat, and they were still surrounded by this originally large array.

Suddenly, there was a roar from the ghost fire, not like a human voice, not like a beast's roar, and faintly with a hundred ghosts. The magic conch sounded in mid-air, and the yin fire suddenly retracted, spreading out more than half a mile from the spread, condensing into a human figure!

The unruly monk still did not dare to act rashly. The place shrouded in yin fire just now is very weird, and I don't know what kind of trap this thief has laid in it, so it's better not to let these yin soldiers and evil ghosts die in vain.

But after two quarters of an hour, the yin fire that gathered into a human shape was still motionless. The unjustified monk secretly said: Could it be that he has exerted some magical powers that he can't control, he has gone mad, his soul is in chaos, and now he is a demon who has lost his mind?

His tin staff stretched out and pointed, and from the group of demons, five or six demons stood out from all directions, slowly approaching the humanoid flames. All the way to the front, everything was safe.

The innocent monk breathed a sigh of relief. This little thief's skills are weird, and the means are endless, and it is really difficult to deal with. Fortunately, this is in the ghost domain, and thousands of ghosts and the land of the blood river are all at the mercy of themselves, if they are released to the outside world, they will definitely not be his opponents.

These evil ghosts around the yin fire had been waiting impatiently for a long time, and as soon as the monk gave the order, these ghosts all opened their bloody mouths and threw themselves at this yin fire!

The humanoid yin fire was bright and dark, and suddenly a knife came out of the fire, and it was raised and swirled, and it actually cut down the heads of these ghost things that were rushing towards him, and all of them were cut down with a brush, and the movements were so fast that the naked eye of the monk couldn't even keep up, only a few sword lights and a few afterimages.

When all these demons who had lost their heads fell to the ground, they turned into pools of filth, and a ghost hand stretched out from the yin fire. The skin of this hand was cracked inch by inch, and the skin was red, and it was not like blood, but like red-hot iron, faintly glowing red. The ghost hand grabbed those remnant souls, and then withdrew into the yin fire, and then you could hear the sound of chewing things inside, as if someone was gnawing on bones, eating flesh and blood, and so on several times, those evil ghosts who originally pounced on the yin fire actually failed to leave a trace at this time.

The yin fire surged again, gradually condensed, and turned into a magic robe. This robe is the style of a flower-clothed robe, the upper end of which has the Big Dipper stars, the fairy forest pagoda is shrouded in clouds and mist, the phoenix unicorn runs through it, and the painting is a hundred ghosts in the world, and the evil deeds are different, all of them are doing evil.

And the tiger shrouded under the robe is no longer completely humanoid. Its limbs were covered with scales, and the glowing black and red blood flowed under the skin, clearly visible through the cracked skin, and was so thick that it could not drip down. A single horn was born from the position of the heavenly eye on the forehead, which was divided into nine segments. The eyes are red, the mouth is grinning, the teeth in the mouth are different, sharp as a knife, and there is a faint cold flow.

The knife in his hand was in the shape of a seedling knife, but it didn't look like a real thing. Its blade was as thin as a cicada's wings, rising from above, as if it was condensed by mana.

The innocent monk narrowed his eyes slightly, and slowly spit out a sentence from his mouth: "It turns out that you are such a wicked obstacle!" ”

Huzi is hungry, very hungry! He originally thought that the kind of hunger method like before was already the limit, but he didn't expect that he could be even hungrier. The filthy breath that had just been swallowed by him not only failed to fill his belly, but instead seemed to give him a few hors d'errites, which actually increased his appetite a little. The evil ghosts as far as his eye could see were no longer evil ghosts in his eyes, but more like delicacies waiting for him to enjoy.

Wrong! You can't do it yourself! Huzi's spirit shook suddenly, what is the difference between himself and those evil ghosts? Whether it is a "demon" or not, it depends on your own actions, those who are born monsters, aren't there still immortals who have been doing good deeds? I am originally a monk in the world, I have a teacher to inherit the sect, and I am learning the Xuanmen Fa, how can I degenerate into the company of demons? If you really do this, I am afraid that if you take it seriously, you will leave a truth in the Fu Dao people. If he said anything to kill demons and eliminate demons, it was even more justified.

Huzi glanced at the unruly monk sitting on the mountain of corpses, and clenched the magic knife in his hand for three points. Shoot a man first and shoot a horse first, and capture a thief first and capture the king first! Now although he is hungry in his belly, the yin qi in his body has never been so full, as if he has the power to change the world when he raises his hand and feet-he knows that this is an illusion brought about by the skyrocketing Dao, but at this time he even has the confidence to fight with his master, Mr. Peng. If you don't make a move now, when will you wait?

The tiger lifted the knife and went up, like thunder! When rushing forward, the Miao knife flew up and down, sparks flew, and one by one the ghosts fell to the ground - these evil ghosts couldn't even stop the tiger for a moment at this time!

The monk slowly stood up, watching the tiger fight out of the encirclement and rush up to the corpse mountain. He raised the tin staff in his hand and hit it according to the tiger's head!

"Bang"! The two blades collided, and the Dharma body of the innocent monk who was three feet and three feet high was actually beaten three times. The tiger was also flipped into the air, and he was very embarrassed when he landed. But as soon as he was on the ground, he immediately bounced up and rushed towards the monk again.

The innocent monk was surprised, this little thief is so powerful! But seeing him attack again, he was blown cold by the oncoming yin wind. Since entering the Great Compassion Heaven, the ghosts of the ten directions have been driven by it, and the yin qi is the magic weapon for their own meditation, how can they still feel like this?

A ghost head burning with a yin fire in front of him gradually solidified, and it was actually a skull more than one person tall. This skeleton doesn't look like an ordinary human skeleton, it has a single horn on it, canine teeth and ginseng are turned out, the pear-shaped hole is huge, accounting for three percent of the width of the facial bone, and a pair of eyes are shining red, as if there is a wailing and screaming coming from it - look at the face of the tiger, it is actually similar to this ghost head ninety percent!

"Good time!" The monk did not dodge, the tin staff shone a little on the ground, pushed forward with one hand, and stopped the ghost head in the palm of his hand. The light behind him flickered, and the scene of the Buddha appeared again, and in mid-air, the Sanskrit Buddha chant floated down, and a vajra appeared out of thin air, nailed straight into the heavenly spirit cover of the ghost's head.

After eating this blow, the ghost head turned into flames and disappeared without a trace. But there was a figure that burst out of the ghost fire and went straight to the door of the monk without vain.

The monk is standing on the corpse mountain at this time, three feet tall, the Sanskrit sound protects the body, the Buddha's light is shrouded, and its skin is actually a little golden color, if you don't look at the stone runes all over the body, it looks like the incarnation of the Buddha in the world. The tiger flipped out of the flames, and from a distance, it was a small black dot, crashing into the Bodhisattva's golden body. This is like a grasshopper shaking a tree, and it is like not measuring its own strength.

But this "grasshopper" was so fast that the monk didn't have time to stop him. When approaching the door of the monk Wuyu, the "black dot" grew tall in the wind, and it also turned into the image of the law! Wearing a crown on his head, with eight eyes on his face, a body full of muscles and knots, and a blue ghost fire robe, he is the embodiment of the Tiger Son's magic technique.

The monk was defenseless, and was struck in front of the door by the ghost hand of this evil ghost, and his body fell backwards, and the ground splashed dust. Huzi was unforgiving, and the two octagonal copper hammers were waved impenetrable, and the head and face were beaten indiscriminately, and the monk fled in embarrassment.

The innocent monk crawled with a roll, and finally pulled a little distance from Huzi, and reflexively went with a cane. As soon as the evil ghost leaned over, he raised the copper hammer and hit the chin of the innocent monk, and the flesh and blood were splashed!

The monk was hit hard by this blow, fell to the ground, and his Dharma body slowly shrank, and he changed back to his normal appearance.

The evil ghost statue took a step forward, and it also dissipated into nothingness, and the tiger still looked like a human and not a ghost, and walked forward with a knife.

I had clearly seen the blood light before, that is, this monk was flesh and blood. A mortal enters the ghost domain with flesh and blood, and instead of being gouged out by a hundred ghosts, he has become a ghost king, who can command a group of ghosts, how incredible you think!

This fresh flesh seems to be more delicious than the filth of those demons. Between the exhalation and inhalation of this innocent monk, there is also a surge of yang energy, which makes Huzi's index finger move!

"No way!" Huzi shook his head, and now the top priority is to get out of it from here, not to really degenerate into a demon.

It stands to reason that as soon as the ghost king dies, the ghost domain collapses, and when he kills the unjustified monk, there will naturally be a way to get out. This monk drove the god of detention to capture the living, which can be regarded as doing all kinds of evil, and the tiger killed him, which can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people, and also killing demons and demons, and there is no intention in his heart.

When he got closer, the long knife was raised, and when he was about to cut off the head of the innocent monk, the innocent monk who was lying on the ground and was supposed to be half-dead, with a tin staff in his hand, waved it out, and hit the tiger's lower abdomen!

Huzi was hit by this powerful blow and flew three feet away!

The monk stood up, dusted off his body, and said with a smile: "Here, you can't kill me!" ”

Huzi raised his head and looked again, and the flesh and blood that had flown out of the previously shattered bones were intact at this time!

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