Chapter 337: Red and Green
The scythe carved deep into the materialized Buddha's light, slashing all the way downward, emitting a series of sharp and sore teeth, and gold-like debris immediately fell from the pillar of Buddha's light, shattering all over the ground. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Shi Lixun was dressed in heavy iron armor, and the helmet with broken horns on his head hid his face deep in the darkness, and only two points of green alchemy spilled out of it.
There were several other chains slowly growing out from under his armor, and they were all carrying a body of fireworks, like poisonous snakes spitting tongues of fire in front of the Tsing Yi monk, if it weren't for the fact that there was a solid Buddha light isolation now, I am afraid that these chains would tear the Tsing Yi monk apart before Shi Lixun tore countless pieces.
"Squeak-" The scythe kept repeatedly carving and cutting back and forth on the monk's protective Buddha light, although those Buddha lights would keep growing back to fill the gap, but its speed was far less fast than the scythe in Shi Lixun's hand, so even a beam of light still looked pitted and untidy from a distance.
"Who sent you?" Shi Lixun stood in front of the monk, and with only one hand, he seemed to be carelessly carving on the Buddha's light with the sickle, but in fact, almost every time the tip of the sickle could go to the monk's head by another inch.
"......" At this time, the monk had been forced into a corner, he had broken an arm, and the hot blood was slowly flowing out of the wound, and he could only shrink into the Buddha light that was destined to be pierced by Shi Lixun, waiting for the scythe to hook his soul-
"Come on, who sent you here-" Shi Lixun under the helmet didn't know what his expression was, and his tone was as cold as ever, and I don't know if he was angry, but anyway, Shi Lixun still pulled out the sickle in his hand, and then turned around, "It's Zhang Heng, even if you don't say it, I can guess-"
Once Shi Lixun removed the sickle in his hand, the Tsing Yi monk in the Buddha Light immediately felt less pressure, he threw away his Zen staff, covered his wound and half-knelt on the ground, gasping for breath, beads of sweat rolled down from the monk's head, making the already pale face even more embarrassed.
And the Buddha light used to protect the body was also unable to support it, and gradually retreated from the monk's body, and finally returned.
"Apart from you, are there any other people from the Blood Law Sect here?" Shi Lixun didn't take this opportunity to attack the monk, but talked to him very patiently, "Is it also for this?" ”
A golden token was thrown in front of the monk by Shi Lixun, and when he looked at the gold medal, he could see the big characters "Xudu Ghost Gate" written in seal script on it.
"Your Blood Law Sect is not tossing enough in the world, and you still run to the underworld to make trouble, do you really think that the commanders of the underworld are stupid and ignorant mortals? Do you want the door of hell to be opened and the thousands of evil spirits in the underworld released into the world? ”
The monk didn't squeak all the time, but looked at the gold medal lying flat on the ground, the monk was obviously a little shocked, he quietly looked up at Shi Lixun, and found that he didn't turn his head to look at him, so he carefully stretched out his hand towards the gold medal on the ground.
I was lying in the distance, naturally seeing the movements of the monk over there clearly, and wanted to get up to warn Shi Lixun, but it was too late.
The monk quickly scooped up the gold medal from the ground and held it tightly in his chest, and then before Shi Lixun turned around, he disappeared in place in an instant with the shape-shifting technique in the secret book of the Blood Law Sect, and when he looked around, he was no longer visible.
"Suffered-" As soon as I supported myself with my broken body, I felt a violent tearing sensation in my muscles, and then fell heavily to the ground, although my condition was indeed very bad, but I was more worried about the consequences of the Ghost Gate Pass token falling into the hands of the Blood Law Sect.
Even Shi Lixun himself said that the Blood Law Sect wanted to transfer the guards of the ghost gate and release the ghosts of the underworld, if this was the case, there would really be no difference between the yang world and the underworld every night, especially those thousand-year-old ghosts who were extremely resentful, and what they would do when they returned to the world full of living people under the eighteenth layer of hell at first glance, it was terrifying just to think about it.
But the problem is so serious, Shi Lixun still wants to throw the token in front of the monk, isn't it a loophole for the people of the Blood Law Sect?
"Could it be that Shi Lixun is too confident and wants to humiliate the Tsing Yi monk just now?" I lay on my side on the ground, looking at Shi Lixun's immobile back, and felt that things were not so simple.
While I was guessing in my head, a bright red light lit up from the hall of the Hall of Eternal Life, and along with the red light, there was a half-blurred figure and a large mesh.
Zilazila--The red light was more like lightning traveling around, and I saw that the half-hidden figure was scorched black by this red lightning, and then fell straight down from the top of the Hall of Eternal Life, and the figure in mid-air gradually revealed its true form, it was the Tsing Yi monk who took the opportunity to sneak away just now.
Jingle Bell—The golden token fell out of his palm, bouncing and rolling all the way down the hard stone pavement, and only then did it stop when it rolled under a pair of soapy official boots. A broad, rough palm reached out to the token, and he took it back into his arms.
"Zhong Jinshi, are you willing to show up until this time-" The chains hanging from Shi Lixun's waist collided with each other, and the flames on them were much weaker than before, but Shi Lixun still put his hands behind his backs and did not look back at Zhong Kui.
"Hmph-" Zhong Kui snorted heavily, and two clouds of white gas gushed out from his sky-facing nose, and spurted all the way to the ground before gradually dispersing, "Okay, you Shi Lixun, I deliberately gave that monk a ghost gate pass token just now just to lure Lao Tzu out, right?!" Do you know that if you are a little negligent, you can't afford the consequences!! ”
"Then you deliberately hid just now, and let that monk attack my clone Feng Jianxing walking in the world, isn't it also to lure me out?" Shi Lixun turned to look at Zhong Kui and said, "Everyone is each other, but it may also be that Zhong Jinshi can deliberately step into the next heavenly net to prevent the monk from escaping, which is really a careful move, or better than mine-"
Zhong Kui knew that Shi Lixun's words were full of guns and sticks, and he was extremely strong, so he couldn't tolerate ridicule at all, so he pointed at Shi Lixun and scolded, "The little doll of the Blood Law Sect can't wait for the Tianluo Net, this thing is left for you!" ”
Before the words fell, Zhong Kui clenched his fist and rushed towards Shi Lixun, although he looked fat, but in fact he was extremely athletic, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Shi Lixun, and smashed his fist into Shi Lixun's soft underbelly with a roar.