Han Mo was dumbfounded, the Wushan Ghost King showed no signs of injury, and he exclaimed in his heart, this ...... How can it be?

Qingyunzi exhaled heavily and looked at Lin Fengjiao a little helplessly. can make the Maoshan Da Maofeng generation master teach the real people to lose their minds like this, and the ghost kings of Wushan are not strong.

The Xuankong Abbot said in a deep voice, "What is the immortal body they just said? ”

Lin Fengjiao shook her head and said, "I'm afraid that the Heavenly Ninja Sect Leader has done something to them, making it difficult for them to be killed by ordinary spells." ”

"What is a common spell?"

"The spells we have cast ......" Lin Fengjiao looked directly at the Wushan Ghost King and the others, and said, "With only the kind of attack we did before, I'm afraid it will be difficult to cause damage to them." ”

"Abbot Xuankong, do you still have the relics of the great virtuous monk in your hands?"

"Amitabha Buddha ......" Abbot Xuankong shook his head slowly, "The relics of the great virtuous monks can be met but not sought. Since the opening of Wutai Mountain, there are only eighteen grains. ”

"Haha...... Lin Fengjiao, you can't kill us, let's die next. "The ghost kings of Wushan are so arrogant, after knowing that they are immortal, they become more and more crazy.

The ghost qi is rolling, and the muffled sound is continuous, like thunder, deafening.

Lin Fengjiao and the others stopped talking and looked vigilantly. Suddenly, the abbot of Xuankong threw out the Zen staff in his hand, his hands were sealed, and the wind whistled when the fingers changed. The robe fluttered in the wind, and the abbot of Xuankong glared angrily, and shouted angrily: "Ordinary spells are useless to you, so it's good...... The old monk performed something unusual. ”

"Om, well, what, horn, mic, ......"

The six-character mantra of Buddhism, every time the abbot of Xuankong spits out a word, hanging on the Zen staff in mid-air, he crawls out of the black 'color' Sanskrit like a tadpole. The six characters fell, and the whole Zen staff was already covered with black 'color' Sanskrit.

"Da Luo Jinlian Demon Seal!"

The abbot of Xuankong stomped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and his figure jumped up and landed on the Zen staff. The black 'colored' Sanskrit on the staff quickly moved from the staff to between his palms.

"Heavenly Soul Ghost Claw ......" Wushan Ghost King Six used the same move, and the ghost qi cloud rolled endlessly, condensing into a huge and white bone claw, grabbing towards the Xuankong Abbot.

"Amitabha!" The abbot of Xuankong struck his palms towards the sky, and the golden seal flew out, resisting Bai Sensen's bone claws stiffly.

The black 'colored' Sanskrit is like a maggot on the tarsal bones, climbing on the claws of Bai Sensen's bones.

"What the hell is this?"

"Ancient Buddha Temple Tantric Spell?!" The ghost king of Wushan was shocked and shouted, "You old bald donkey actually knows the tantric magic of the ancient Buddhist temple, are you a person from the ancient Buddhist temple?" ”

The body of the abbot of Xuankong shook, and the momentum of the golden seal was even greater.

"It doesn't matter who he is, he's been suppressed."

The Wushan Ghost King roared wildly, his bone claws pressed down, and the sweat on the forehead of the Xuankong Abbot was profuse, and he couldn't hold on anymore.

"Master Xuankong, I'm here to help you!" Lin Fengjiao's figure flashed, went to the side of the Xuankong Abbot, made a hand seal, and slapped it into the body of the Xuankong Abbot. The body of the abbot of Xuankong shook suddenly, and his momentum rose.

"Go!"

The golden seal instantly swelled in two points and flicked the bone claw back.

"Dust......" Qingyunzi snorted softly, and the dust pinned to Lin Fengjiao's waist fell into his hand. He rose from the ground, cast a spell, swept away the dust, and wrapped around Bai Sensen's bone claws.

The three masters fought side by side, resisting the bone claws that were pressed down. Han Mo was frightened, and the Longquan Sword he was holding loosened again, not knowing whether he should help or not.

It's just that he was worried that the spells cast with his cultivation would not work against the Wushan Ghost King......

What to do?

Seeing that the bone claws were pressing down more and more, the Xuankong Abbot would not be able to hold on.

Fight, die!

Han Mo ran the Taiping Heavenly Book, and the power was instilled into the Longquan Sword, and his body burst out of the ghost qi and slashed away according to Bai Sensen's bone claws. The ghost king of Wushan saw that the person who came was Han Mo, and laughed sarcastically.

"Slash!"

Click......

The Longquan sword landed on the bone claw, and a crisp sound rang out. The smile on the face of the Wushan Ghost King froze, and he roared angrily, "How can it be ......?"

"Da Luo Jinlian!" The Xuankong Abbot took advantage of the situation and left, and the golden seal shattered the bone claws at a devastating speed. The bone claws shattered, and the Wushan Ghost King screamed miserably, and 'shot' into the ghost qi.

"Close!"

The golden seal turned into golden light and 'shot' into the Zen staff, and everyone fell to the ground.

After a moment of respite, the abbot of Xuankong clasped his hands together, "Thank you little donor for saving me." ”

Lin Fengjiao glanced at Han Mo and said softly: "I thought in my heart, if you are here at this moment, you will definitely be able to break the immortal body of the Wushan Ghost King." ”

Qing Yunzi glanced at Han Mo in surprise, and then asked, "Lin Daoyou, don't you know some secrets?" ”

Lin Fengjiao smiled and said, "Don't despise him, although his cultivation is low, he is only afraid that he will be above you in the years of 'dealing' with the Heavenly Ninja Sect." ”

"Oh?!"

At this moment, even the abbot of Xuankong was shocked.

Han Mo clenched his fists and smiled, "The two seniors are both masters in the world, how can I compare, just now Senior Lin was joking." ”

Hearing Han Mo say this, Qingyunzi and Xuankong Abbot were also a little relieved. If what Lin Fengjiao said was true, the two of them would really not be as good as the junior in front of them. Lin Fengjiao looked at Han Mo and said, "With your cultivation, you shouldn't be able to break through the ghost qi, how did you get in?" ”

Hearing this, Han Mo pointed to the abbot of Xuankong, "I came in with Master Xuankong." ”

"I see."

Lin Fengjiao nodded, glanced at the tumbling ghost qi again, and said, "At this moment, it's too late to go out." Now that you've come in, stand aside and do something. When we were in a stalemate with the ghost king of Wushan, you made a sneak attack. ”

"Yes."

"Don't be restrained."

"Haha...... It's better to come by chance than to be able to catch up with such a good thing. At this moment, there was a loud laugh, and then a momentum struck from top to bottom, breaking through the ghostly qi.

Han Mo and the others couldn't help but look up, only to see a young man in a robe fluttering down, standing on top of the barrier laid by Monk Xuanming. Then, I saw that with a slight stroke of his palm, a hole suddenly appeared in the enchantment, and this person also fell into the ghost qi.

"Evil animal, look for death!"

A few muffled sounds, a few screams, and someone came out of the ghostly atmosphere.

Seeing his appearance clearly, Lin Fengjiao and the others were very shocked, it was really surprising that he was so young, but he had a good cultivation. But Han Mo shook his head helplessly, this thing is really the ancestor of the X world.

Yes, it was Liu Zixuan who came. He walked up, arched his hand at Lin Fengjiao and the others, and immediately smiled at Han Mo, "Little brother, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"It's been a long time."

Liu Zixuan smiled, raised his head and looked around, "I was killing demons and demons all over Yuenan City, and when I was killing all the three-eyed ghosts and demons, I suddenly noticed that the ghosts in this place were angry, so I hurried over. At this point, it was really worth the trip. ”

Hearing his words, Qingyunzi hurriedly said: "Xiaoyou, don't be proud, there are six ghost kings in the ghost qi, and there are even more tens of thousands of lonely souls and wild ghosts. ”

The abbot of Xuankong also said: "Qingyunzi is right, Xiaoyou should be careful." The six ghost kings came back from the dead, and what immortal body ......"

"Immortal?" Liu Zixuan raised his eyebrows and immediately smiled. What is an immortal body, is he powerful? He has lived for more than a thousand years, died hundreds of times, and every time he dies, it won't take long for him to come back to life, and what's even more strange is that every time he comes back to life, his strength and cultivation can rise a lot.

Over the years, he has been trying to 'figure out' what happened to him, but he has been searching for hundreds of years, but he still finds nothing. He was relieved and no longer stubbornly pursued answers.