The sound is strange, a bit like the sound of tearing paper, but it's much thicker.

It's like something cracking, yes, it's like the sound of pinching a disposable plastic cup with your hands.

At this point, I had no strength to pneumote, so I could only tilt my head and look at the place where the sound came from.

"Old Song, your grandson didn't die?"

Old Song's cracked body was shaking slightly, and the frequency of shaking was very average, almost two seconds before shaking,

And every time you shake, the cracks on your body will break open a little, and the clicking sound comes from this.

The skin on the surface of the body has long been burned into dead leaves by the fire, and pieces of dry and charred skin fall from the top of the body with the sound.

After the dry skin fell off, the charred black no longer existed, but the wheat-colored skin was revealed, exactly the same as the skin of the old Song in the past,

"Click"

With a crisp sound, the dead skin on Lao Song's face fell down, and a pair of closed eyes slowly opened.

Seeing my miserable situation at this time, Lao Song's eyes showed unconcealable anger, and his lips began to tremble.

"Brothers"

Old Song trembled and whispered, with an indescribable apology in his tone, and his eyes turned red.

Hearing his voice, I finally let go of my heart, tears flowed out involuntarily, and I coughed violently a few times and couldn't say a word.

In front, I can't cry, I can only force myself to calm down, only in this way can I help Lao Song avenge,

And now, I have no scruples, tears are flowing out as if I don't want money, and the sharp pain from the wound on my back seems to have been alleviated a lot.

The Evil Buddha has walked about five meters behind me, and in the blink of an eye, I will surely die tragically at its hands.

"Ahhh,,。h

At this moment, Old Song suddenly raised his head and roared, his voice was extremely majestic, his tone was full of monstrous anger, and the entire hall seemed to tremble under his long roar,

As soon as I heard this voice, I couldn't help but put my hand next to my ear and covered it tightly.

Even so, I still had tinnitus for a long time after the long howl, damn it,

Suddenly, an extremely dense clicking sound suddenly sounded, and along with this sound, two heavy footsteps came into my ears,

Looking at it, Lao Song had already made a hurry of the dead skin all over his body, and he also stood up and jumped off the altar.

"You're Old Song."

Lao Song stood in front of me, looking the same as usual, but it gave me an extremely strange feeling, and I couldn't help but ask what I was thinking,

At this time, Lao Song's eyes were full of tyranny, and the muscles of his cheeks kept shaking, obviously angry.

We came to the Rakshasa Temple to explore and hunt for treasures, the old Song Dynasty was afraid of the hot weather, and he was wearing a vest.

It was because he was wearing a vest that I could see what was on his arm, which didn't exist at all.

There is a tattoo-like thing on Lao Song's right arm, which is black.

As for the content, I can't understand it, it's not Chinese, but I've seen it in Buddhist scriptures, it seems to be Sanskrit

The most important thing is that his momentum at this time cannot be compared with the past at all.

When he came, this grandson was obscene and coquettish at any time,

And now, it's a whole body of evil energy, just like an evil ghost, and people feel chills in their hearts when they see it.

"Nonsense, Lao Tzu is not your Brother Song, uncle."

Hearing me ask, Lao Song was stunned, and scolded angrily, and the evil qi on his body weakened a little.

I smiled and said weakly: "Hurry up, Lao Tzu is going to stand up for the corpse, get out of the way, and the evil Buddha will be handed over to you." ”

Lao Song nodded, picked me up lightly, and gently put me down under the altar, letting me rest for a while by leaning on the platform.

The evil Buddha stopped when Lao Song jumped off the platform, looked at us in a daze, and didn't move for a long time.

After doing this, Lao Song hurriedly stepped forward and walked to about five meters in front of the evil Buddha, his eyes were firmly fixed on the evil Buddha in front of him, and he shouted with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth: "If you want to beat us, go to the middle to fight, stay away from my brother, get out,,。 ”

As if roaring out, the killing intent contained in it was about to come out, and the evil Buddha took a few steps back when he heard the words, and seemed to be afraid of Lao Song,

As the last word fell, Lao Song's eyes swelled with red, and the green tendons on his arms were exposed, looking particularly fierce.

Suddenly, Lao Song rushed forward, clenched his fists at the evil Buddha and rushed up,

The face of the evil Buddha also distorted, when did he receive this kind of anger, anger rose from his heart, and he greeted Lao Song,

"Nam no Amitabha,."

Raising his arm high, the evil Buddha chanted loudly, and the palm of his hand was abruptly covered with a layer of black mist, and the Rakshasa breath seemed to come out of thin air, so that people couldn't see through where it came from.

As soon as the words fell, the evil Buddha smiled hideously, and slapped his palm at Lao Song fiercely, and the black mist opened his teeth and claws on it, and the killing aura suddenly filled the hall.

Seeing that the evil Buddha was attacking like this, Lao Song was not afraid at all, stopped and laughed wildly, staring closely at the giant palm coming at him without flinching.

There was a loud bang, which made the entire hall shake violently,

The scene in front of me shocked me, I looked at the battle group with dull eyes, and the pain in my back seemed to be forgotten by me.

Lao Song stood up straight, raised his hands above his head, blocked the giant palm slapped by the evil Buddha, and let the black mist surge above, and he was not affected at all.

The scene at this time is too shocking, and the volume of both sides is not proportional to each other.

The Evil Buddha stood up straight and was three stories high, and Lao Song was at most a little above the height of the Evil Buddha's knees.

One big and one small, it's so deadlocked, no one will give a step,

Seeing that his attack had no effect but was blocked by a small point, the evil Buddha was also depressed at this time,

But Lao Song didn't give it time to wonder at all, and with a low roar, he pushed back the palm of the evil Buddha with both arms.

The remaining strength was not gone, and the evil Buddha took two steps back,

"Old grandson, you've been arrogant long enough, it's time for Lao Tzu to have a good time with you." Lao Song rubbed his wrist and grinned, and his aura permeated,

Before he could finish speaking, the evil Buddha roared, his eyes full of murderous intent,

clenched his palms tightly into fists, and the pitch-black fist was like a 10,000-pound giant hammer, smashing down on Lao Song with a strong wind.

"I'll see who has harder fists."

Lao Song laughed wildly, clenched his fists like the evil Buddha, and stepped forward without retreating,

The two fists, which were very different in size, collided with each other with a strong wind, and the ground sank down, and the crack extended from the middle to the outside.

"It seems that Lao Tzu's fist is harder than yours."

Under my shocked gaze, the Evil Buddha's fist exploded one after another huge cracks, and the entire fist suddenly shattered.