used the moon reading and ran violently, and Song Ying was instantly knocked away by a Zen staff.

He is a battle beast and has the influence of the magic ring, so he will give priority to the most suitable way when fighting, but it is a pity that he forgot that the consciousness and soul of Song Ying's body are all borrowed from Song Ying in red to kill ghosts, so the moon reading space is not under his control.

Song Ying, who reacted, continued to go violently, and the converging black flames erupted again to a height of three meters!

Amaterasu had already burned his bones, and most of the bones in his left arm had been burned.

If Song Ying had waited one more day, Song Ying might have turned back on his own, when Amaterasu's fire would have completely turned his left arm to ashes, but it was more likely that Amaterasu would have burned his head to ashes first.

"Master, the soul of this master is trapped in the body" The ghost old woman didn't know how to call Song Ying, and in the end she could only call him a master, she also knew that her life now depended on Song Ying, as long as he could wake up, as long as he kept his word, I believed that he could save his life.

Even if you can't keep yourself, you can keep your adopted daughter.

"The master said that as long as you cut off his hands and feet, you can restore him!"

"Cut off hands and feet?" The old monk hesitated for a while, but after hesitation, Song Ying pounced again.

The old monk is not low, and he is evenly matched with Song Ying.

Perhaps, if Song Ying doesn't run wild, the old monk can save Guo Beicheng when he arrives.

It's just that the pressure on Song Ying from the old monk is far inferior to that dragon, or because the body is fused with dragon tendons, he actually presses the old monk to fight during the battle.

"Ten directions!" The old monk jumped and distanced himself from the black flame, he knew the horror of the flame.

"Golden Buddha!"

"Master pick it up!" The little monk showed his head and threw out the golden Buddha, and then quickly shrank back.

The golden Buddha was received in the air, and the old monk recited the scriptures in his mouth.

The Golden Buddha was golden for a while.

Whether it is a demon, a ghost, or a demon, it will be suppressed by the Golden Buddha!

The ghost old woman was nailed to the spot and did not move, feeling the terrifying aura rushing towards her face, as if the golden Buddha would let her soul fly away if she got any closer to her.

For the demon, the old monk advocated eradication, so the ghost old woman asked him to only cut off his hands and feet to attract the old monk's hesitation.

The golden light is lifelike, reaching the depths of Song Ying's soul.

The red clothes on the red-clothed Song Ying were torn open again, revealing the true body of the Golden Buddha.

"There is a Buddha light?" The old monk was shocked, how could there still be Buddha light in an evil demon's body?

It was as if there was a Buddha sitting cross-legged.

With the golden Buddha light in his hand, the old monk really saw a Buddha sitting in the sea of his consciousness.

Just a quick glance, I didn't see the true face of the Buddha.

Since there is a Buddha in charge and a Buddha's heart, the old monk will naturally not be wiped out.

Besides, if you want to kill them all, you can't do it, the Golden Buddha suppressed the body with dragon tendons and the red clothes with evil ghosts, but the same Golden Buddha Song Ying used the Buddha's light as nourishment.

It would be difficult for Foguang to suppress him again, and Song Ying, whose body was liberated, roared and pounced again.

It should be that the fire of Amaterasu burned too much, and between the fists and feet, Song Ying's power was weakened a lot.

The old monk knew that the black fire was powerful, and he cut off Song Ying's hands and feet wrapped in the black fire in dozens of moves.

When his left arm was finally cut off, Song Ying, who was murderous, suddenly stopped and fell to the ground.

"Ahh

As soon as she woke up, a pain swept through Song Ying's mind, how could others feel the pain of broken hands and feet?

Feeling the emptiness of the chakra in her body, Song Ying sighed.

"Donor, you are sober," the old monk said with a Buddhist salute.

"It was the master, you moved it just now" Song Ying caught a glimpse of his limbs scattered around, but unfortunately, according to the stubbornness of the immortal's body, the fire of Amaterasu would burn for a long time before it was extinguished.

"Raise your hands," the old monk nodded, "The donor needs to be cautious in his cultivation in the future, don't let the demon occupy his body again"

"Thank you, Master" Song Ying nodded, and the ability of the immortal body to recover quickly was reflected.

Like the buds that grow from the leaves, the severed limbs of the body slowly grow outward with bones, and then cover the flesh......

It's like a classic anatomy lesson, showing the formation of the human body to a few people in the room.

The old monk did not go to collect the ghosts, and the ghost old woman did not run away.

They stared together, watching the magical scene.

Soon Song Ying recovered, except that the newly grown body skin was a little white, nothing else was different.

"Now that you have recovered, the poor monk is going to collect ghosts" He raised his hand to the ghost old woman, but Song Ying dodged in front of the old monk.

"When I was trapped, it was she who passed the method to the master for me, she was kind to me, I'm afraid you can't surpass her, master."

"Donor...... Amitabha"

This is not the old monk giving in, but in order to stick to his beliefs, he decided to stand with Song Ying.

Song Ying has run out of oil in the previous violent state, and although the current situation is not very good, Susa can not expose him yet.

The black giant suddenly stood behind Song Ying, his body more than ten meters tall like an optimus pillar, which brought a strong sense of oppression to the old monk and the ghost old woman.

"It's evolved to this level" Song Ying still remembers that her best state is just to use a skeleton body, and now that the skeleton has grown flesh and skin, its strength has doubled a lot.

In this way, it is not a loss if the dragon is defeated.

After all, Susa Nenghu, who is fully bodyed, can cut through the mountains with a single sword!

"The donor is really strong" The old monk sighed, maybe he didn't take advantage of the other party's trapped black fire just now, and he lost the capital to make the last move.

If there is a slight chance of success, the old monk will never let go, but now...... Everything can only be transformed into sighs.

"Shifang, it's time to go"

A little monk came out of the grass and looked at Song Ying with adoring eyes, and the giant standing behind Song Ying "knows the master".

"Xie Longjun's life-saving grace," the ghost old woman hurriedly thanked.

"You call me Longjun?"

"The breath you exude is the breath of a dragon, although there is also the breath of a human," the old woman nodded.

"Dragon's breath?" He only felt that his body was very strong at the moment, if he used to be as strong as a cow, now he can say that he is like a dragon!

Dragon!

King Li is in front of him, I'm afraid he can't hold a punch.

As the old monk walked away with the little monk, the giant behind Song Ying also quickly disappeared.

The "giggle" laugh drew Song Ying's attention.

It was a girl sitting on the grave and smiling, very beautiful, with a smile in the corners of her eyes.

She didn't laugh at something, she didn't laugh deliberately, she just laughed, and she laughed very happily.

"This is the old woman, my adopted daughter" Seeing Song Ying's eyes turned, the old woman smiled heartily, "Her name is Ying Ning, although I am a ghost, she is not a ghost, she is a fox." ”