Under the impact of the black fog's self-explosion, the light mask flashed and dimmed a little, and the seven medium-sized scarecrows on Lu Zhanpeng's body disappeared one after another, and the largest one trembled and barely carried it.

And the black fog outside finally felt the disappearance of the black fog inside the light mask, angry it rushed towards the light mask with all its strength, if it was attacked like this, the light mask was likely to be unable to bear it, this is a treasure in the temple, it was passed on to him by the master, so it was also the idea that he brought out from the temple as a memorial to the master, Luo Yu didn't dare to bet, so he flashed and stood in front of the light mask, with his hands crossed in front of his head, ready to resist the attack of the black fog with his body.

Just when the black mist's attack was about to touch Luo Yu, the light mask behind him was uncontrollably enlarged, protecting him, and the next moment, the black mist's attack arrived, it slammed into the light mask, making a loud bang, although the light mask did not break in response, but it was also dim to the extreme.

Luo Yu opened his eyes and looked back at the two magic weapons, and then sighed secretly, he was finally protected by them!

He raised his hand to put away the two magic weapons, and looked at them distressedly, their mana had been almost exhausted, and they could not be replenished in a short time, it seemed that if they could survive this catastrophe, they needed to go back to the mountain to send them back to the temple to make offerings, and restore them as soon as possible through the rich Dharma and incense in the temple.

Luo Yu gently put them away, and looked coldly at the black mist that was about to move on the side, obviously the attack just now was blocked, which made it very angry, and it was gathering momentum, preparing for a stronger attack.

Luo Yu sat cross-legged on the ground, folded his hands, closed his eyes, lowered his head slightly, and a Buddhist saying came out of his mouth: "Motionless as a mountain!" ”

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light emanated from his body, and scriptures spread out from his body, protecting him and Lu Zhanpeng.

At this time, the black fog moved, it rushed over at a very fast speed, crashed into Luo Yu's body, and the Buddha light on his body collided violently, Luo Yu struggled under the attack of the black fog, and his spirit did not dare to relax the slightest, he was like a lonely flat boat, struggling on the sea surface in the storm, although he did not encounter danger for the time being, but he could capsize at any time.

Suddenly, the attack of the black fog was weak, and the Buddha light around Luo Yu seemed to hit the empty place, and suddenly dispersed a lot with the momentum of the forward rush, Luo Yu's spirit also relaxed for a moment, and he secretly said that it was not good, sure enough, the next moment the attack of the black fog struck again, without any suspense, Luo Yu was knocked away by the huge impact force, and his back hit the wall behind him, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth.

The black mist did not take advantage of the victory to chase and go forward to attack Luo Yu again, but circled around the landing Zhanpeng, and there was a churning in the black mist, condensing a grimace, and then forming a whole head, followed by the neck, shoulders, and arms, until the entire upper body was condensed and did not stop.

It looked at Lu Zhanpeng below, and showed a mocking expression to Luo Yu, who was sitting and pranayama. Although its face was black, Luo Yu could feel it, it was a mockery, mocking his indiscretion.

Black Mist raised one of his hands, the front of his fingers slowly stretched out, becoming very sharp, and then grabbed Lu Zhanpeng's head sharply.

Luo Yu took advantage of the fact that its attention was not on him, bent forward, reached out and pulled Lu Zhanpeng, and flashed to the side with him, avoiding the attack of the black mist.

Luo Yu's repeated obstruction finally annoyed the black mist, it raised its sharp claws again and stabbed in their direction, this blow Luo Yu really couldn't dodge, and he didn't have the strength to resist, if he let it attack like this, he and Lu Zhanpeng would inevitably be pierced by the claws of the black mist.

In a hurry, he saw the last remaining scarecrow on the ground, grabbed it and threw it at the black mist, only to hear a bang, the scarecrow immediately became shattered, and it didn't play any role at all, Luo Yu looked at the rapidly approaching claws, and felt helpless for a while, he didn't expect that he had practiced Buddhism for so many years, and he was so vulnerable.

Just as he was almost giving up, suddenly, a golden light flashed from the direction of the doorway, hitting the claws of the black mist, causing the direction of its attack to deviate, and the sharp claws pressed against Luo Yu's cheek and inserted into the wall behind him.

Luo Yu took advantage of this kung fu to dodge in the direction of the door, and did not forget to pull Lu Zhanpeng, who was lying on the ground.

"Stupid." A faint voice came in from the door......

Luo Yu sat on the ground panting and smiled bitterly: "I really didn't expect it to be so strong, and I didn't expect me to be so weak."

The person who spoke came in from the door, it was actually Yin Feng, he was still dressed in black, and he was playing with three metal discs about the same size as silver dollars in the Republic of China period, but it was not Yuan Datou, but it was carved with a strange pattern, it should be some kind of incantation, but I couldn't see what it was.

Yin Feng's fingers moved, and the three pieces of metal disappeared without a trace, and he picked up a yellow thing from the ground, which Luo Yu put in when he was making the big scarecrow, and wrote Lu Zhanpeng's birthday on a piece of yellow sheet paper with cinnabar, and then rolled up a few Lu Zhanpeng's hair.

Yin Feng flipped his other hand and took out a white candle out of nowhere, the candle was about the thickness of a baby's arm and twenty centimeters long.

Yin Feng pointed the bottom of the candle to the hand holding the yellow paper roll, and with a flick of his fingers, the yellow paper roll was inserted from the center of the bottom of the candle, and it did not stop until the center of the candle.

Yin Feng squatted down and touched Lu Zhanpeng's eyebrows with his fingers, where the blood suddenly flowed, he quickly smeared the entire surface of the candle with his fingers dipped in the blood, and then held the candle in his left hand, turned into a sword finger in his right hand, and drew a talisman above Lu Zhanpeng's face.

As his words fell, something magical happened, the blood on the surface of the candle was absorbed into the inside, and the shape of the candle actually began to change, after a few breaths, it turned into a miniature version of Lu Zhanpeng, exactly the same as Lu Zhanpeng lying on the ground, even the clothes, posture, and expression were the same, but there was just an extra wick on the candle man's head.

Yin Feng snapped his fingers next to the wick, and the candle burned by itself, and the faint candlelight accompanied by bursts of white smoke quickly dispersed, and the black fog that was preparing to attack after feeling this, stopped accumulating, looked around a little blankly, and waved his claws a few times, but it was only a stirring of white smoke.

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