Seeing that the demon monk wiped the blood stains on his face, and the flesh and bones were not damaged at all, Huzi remembered that day in the Sun Temple, the innocent monk was broken by Li Lintang and his leg was broken, and he also picked it up by himself and grew back.

What kind of demon method is this? Could it be that this demon monk is like the three immortals of tigers, deer and sheep, can he still grow up after cutting off his head, and can he still survive by digging out his heart and abdomen?

Huzi still remembers that his uncle Li Lintang said that there is no real sense of King Kong indestructible. Whether it is the god or the thirteen Taibao horizontal practice of the golden bell jar, all have cover doors. If it is said that every inch of the body is not moving, the knife cannot be chopped, and the gun cannot be pierced, it is an immortal sitting on the ground, and it must have been enlightened and ranked in the immortal class.

As for being injured and being able to grow back, the original appearance has not been damaged, and the tiger is unheard of. But Huzi believes that as long as this demon monk has not yet transcended the sainthood and been reborn, even if the magic power used is evil, there must be a way to break it. Otherwise, wouldn't he have cultivated an incorruptible body?

"Hugh will speak wildly!" Huzi stood up with a carp and leveled his knife, "I can't kill you here?" You're also a big breath. ”

The monk didn't speak, sneered, flew up, jumped three feet away, and hit the head of the tiger with a tin cane in his hand. Huzi raised his knife and bumped into the tin staff in the monk's hand, and sparks flew everywhere! A tin rod with a wooden rod turned out to be as strong as copper cast iron.

This great monk's strength is no less than Li Lintang's, and he is powerful from top to bottom, so Huzi naturally loses half of it. He was so short at the waist that he barely stood firm. But as long as his feet are still on the ground, he can be considered to have won half a point. At this time, the monk has not yet landed, and there is no place to borrow strength in mid-air, and he will not be able to soar through the clouds, so he will naturally become a target.

How could Huzi let go of this opportunity? With a twist of his wrist, he slashed out, and the blade slashed through the belly of the innocent monk, cutting a two-palm-long opening.

The monk landed with his left foot, crossed his left knee with the other foot, put his hands together, and the tin staff rested between the tiger's mouths with his hands, steadily, without shaking it, as if the knife had slashed at someone else's flesh and skin.

From the edge of the knife, there was a lot of blood, the intestines flowed out of it, and it fell in front of him, and the broken stone talisman fell out of it and smashed on the ground with a crisp sound. A little yin fire burned his skin and flesh loudly. When the monk opened his eyes, he was glowing green like a hungry wolf!

"Mida Buddha!" The innocent monk sneered, "Ignorant child! The Dharma is broad and profound, how can you watch it? Among them, the mysteries are endless, the changes are endless, and my Dharma body is called the 'Immeasurable Seal Great Freedom Body', which is mellow and free, and I can do whatever I want. What can you do if you damage my flesh? It's still going to be as good as ever. ”

As he spoke, the ghost fire on the wound gradually extinguished, and the great monk reached out and fished it out, as if he was unconscious, and stuffed his intestines back indifferently, and then wiped his hand on the knife edge, and the knife mark disappeared. If it weren't for the fact that a piece of the stone talisman that was originally there was vacant, revealing the original flesh and skin, Huzi even felt that this knife had not been cut at all.

"You're dead," the monk sighed lightly, "just tie your hands and take it away, so you don't have to suffer a little pain." Now that you are in your original form, don't you feel unbearable? Take refuge in my Buddha and be liberated naturally. ”

Huzi raised his eyebrows: "'Present form'?" Thief monk, do you recognize the little grandfather? ”

"Unrepentant?" The innocent monk's eyes were sharper, "Since this is the case, I can't say that I have to do it!" ”

The Zen staff was waved vigorously, and every blow seemed to carry a thousand catties of strength. This monk can fight with Li Lintang to a draw, in terms of exquisite moves, and the experience of fighting with people, he naturally crushes Huzi to death.

Fortunately, it was Huzi who let Li Lintang practice hard for a long time, although he was invincible, he was also well-founded, and he did not mess up. Even if the kung fu on the fist and foot blade is not the enemy, it can hold the figure and not reveal the deadly empty door for a while.

While fighting, Huzi pondered. It is impossible for this monk to be immortal as he said. Although it was difficult, the tone of his speech softened significantly when he was opened in the belly. Before, they were all shouting and shouting and killing, but at that time, they said "take refuge in my Buddha", which means that they wanted to discuss with Huzi. In other words, he was scared at that time and had no confidence to defeat Huzi. He felt that if he continued to fight, he might be injured, and even thought that he was likely to lose to Huzi and die on the spot.

However, both of them have reached the point of fighting for life and death, how can they dissolve their hatred in one or two sentences? The monk himself also recognized this truth, and persuaded him to get no result, so he waved his blade and killed him.

Can't fight him! Huzi figured out in his heart that this unvainous monk's fists, feet, and blades were really sharp, and his moves and styles were powerful and heavy, which was the same as Li Lintang's. But the tin staff belongs to the Qimen weapon, Huzi has no experience in fighting the enemy before, and can be strictly guarded for a while, and when the thief monk finds out his way and comes up with his true ability, he will inevitably suffer a heavy blow.

Now that he doesn't have a physical body, he is a soul body, and he has changed into such a appearance, full of yin qi, and he doesn't fight with it, but competes with foreign kung fu, which is a bit stupid.

The two blades intersected again, and Huzi was forced to take a step back. The monk bullied up, stretched out one leg between the two feet of the tiger, held the tin staff behind him, pushed out with a palm, and a "swastika" in the palm of the palm Buddha light flowed, printed on the chest of the tiger.

Huzi felt like a bell, and was hit hard by the hammer. He flipped out upside down, and the yin qi in his body was scattered a lot! You must know that he is now a soul body, and when the yin qi is cleared and the aura flies out again, it will really be a soul that will be scattered, and nothing will be left.

This great monk didn't tell a lie, he really died!

But this palm also widened the distance between the monk and the tiger. Huzi raised his hand, the Miao knife disappeared, and he pinched a spell with both hands, seeing that he was going to recite a mantra. How could a monk give him this opportunity? Lift up again.

Huzi's feet changed, and he flew away, and the spells in his mouth did not stop. Originally, it was transformed into a soul body, and his actions should not be limited to the appearance of his original body, but Huzi was not used to it, so he subconsciously used his own light body exercises.

The two chased one after the other, and Huzi changed while fleeing the handprint, and it was in this chase that he finished reciting the incantation:

"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? Haste as a law! ”

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After Huzi finished reciting the mantra, he also felt a little ridiculous. And obviously he is a ghost, although the innocent monk is weird, he still has a mortal body, so he can be regarded as a human being. If you are a ghost, do you want to use a ghost killing spell to kill people?

Listening to the spell taking shape, the monk did not dare to move forward anymore and withdrew to leave.

Huzi sneered and shouted, "Great monk, wasn't it quite enjoyable to chase just now?" Just stay! ”

"Boom" ...... The sound was like turning the earth upside down!

Colorful light shot down from the sky, and the six gods, the six ding gods, the yellow gods, and the Yue Zhang, all the phantoms of the great gods were all transformed in mid-air. The golden gong drum, the fairy music fluttering, the auspicious clouds are shrouded, and the colorful mist is flying. The unicorn luan phoenix, the golden dragon and jade beast walk in the clouds. A magic sword that looked like white jade was polished and hung high above the head of the monk Wuyu.

The monk wanted to hide, but his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, he couldn't move, he couldn't get out, he could only watch the magic sword fall inch by inch!

Huzi didn't feel much better at this time, mana poured out like flowing water, and he could be unstable at any time, and he couldn't maintain such a large formation. He never thought that the monk Wufu was really so difficult to restrain him. Where does this struggle seem like a mortal? Ordinary evil ghosts are not like this, and they are indeed ghost kings!

"Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, listen to my edict. Punish the evil and eliminate the demons, without delay! Disease! ”

The tiger shouted, and there were many thunderbolts entangled on the magic sword, crackling and loud! It is no longer an inch to move down, but like a meteor, and there is a sound of breaking wind when falling!

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee...... Hahaha! ”

Just as this magic sword fell, the fairy music and the big drum golden gong in mid-air turned into sharp laughter! The statues of the gods suddenly changed into green-faced and fanged evil ghosts, and the colorful clouds and mist of the gods and birds and beasts turned red, becoming a long street for hundreds of ghosts to walk at night!

This change was unexpected by the tiger himself! The magic sword was no longer what it was original, its entire body turned into the color of bronze, and the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder transformed into a dry bone ghost entangled in the sword's body!

Huzi only felt that the yin qi around his body was constantly pouring into his body, filled with three souls and seven spirits, and swam to the limbs and hundreds of remains, and it was actually invading into the spiritual platform inch by inch!

"The Lingtai brushes away right and wrong, and Dan uses it to nourish Yuan Yang Qi." "The head is a high platform, and the intestine is a wide field". The spiritual platform is the heart. No matter what kind of exercises you practice, as long as you can ensure that the Lingtai is clear, you will not lose your heart, you will not fall into the evil path, and you will not go mad.

But at this moment, Huzi wanted to cut off this yin qi to enter, but found that he couldn't help himself! These yin qi are surging, not like when you run the exercises, absorbing them into your own soul in harmony, but more like you want to encroach on your own three souls and seven spirits, turning yourself into a puppet!

Is the ghost realm also sane? Huzi suddenly thought. No! But the ghost king has!

The innocent monk watched as the magic sword smashed down, penetrating his internal organs and breaking open his own body!

The magic sword fell to the ground, scattered invisible, leaving only the innocent monk slumped to the ground, like a rag pocket, abandoned here at will.

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