Chapter Ninety-One: Metamorphosis

When I made a move, I didn't see its movements clearly, and I felt a black shadow suddenly shake, almost in the blink of an eye, and the claws of the body reached the neck of the little Buddha.

But I have to say that the little Buddha's skills are indeed not covered.

When the claws of the body were about to touch his neck, the little Buddha squatted down directly, kicked the ground with both feet, and rushed out like a monkey.

Counting from the heel of the body, the distance to the shore is only about 20 centimeters.

Twenty centimeters.

Not to mention running past, there is a danger of falling into the water if you walk quickly sideways, not to mention that there is a body standing in front of you, but the little Buddha is obviously not afraid.

What does it mean to be bold? Little Buddha is!

The grandson stepped on the stone bricks, and ran over, in the process, the body also took a step back, turned around and scratched him with his paws, but the helpless little Buddha was too fast, and no matter how much he scratched the body, he couldn't touch the body of the little Buddha.

By the time the little Buddha slowed down, Lu Bandou's ink line had already circled around his belly.

"Xiaohan! You hold still!! The nervous expression on the little Buddha's face seemed to have disappeared, replaced by an almost crazy smile.

At this moment, the confidence in the eyes of the little Buddha is indescribable.

He was really nervous before he did it, but when it was time to do it, the little Buddha was inexplicably not afraid of anything.

Maybe the blind boss is right.

Little Buddha is usually very unreliable, but at a critical time, he is more reliable than anyone else.

"me?!!"

Little Buddha ran to the side, once again dodging the claws of the body, and the excitement on his face was already obvious.

But in two or three seconds, Lu Bandou's ink line circled around his body again.

At this time, the body had already reacted.

"Ahh

The body roared, and its mouth, which had no jaw, looked big, but now it was several times bigger, as if it had a black hole on its head.

Seeing that it had no intention of doing anything with him, the little Buddha hurriedly seized this opportunity and ran around the body desperately.

That is, in half a minute, Lu Bandou's ink line was all tied to the grandson.

By the time the little Buddha stopped, his body was no longer moving, nor was he making any sound, as if he was stunned, standing motionless.

"Ouch, this grandson is tough enough to deal with." Little Buddha wiped the hot sweat on his forehead and smiled: "Xiao Yuan, I feel that this injustice has no ability, it depends on your urgency." ”

At this time, I have already drawn the runes that I want to use.

"It's incompetent?" I smiled wryly, "That's because it's not mad yet." ”

"What do you mean?" Little Buddha was stunned.

"The body is a man-made injustice, and it needs a starting time just like the battle." I sighed: "Now it should be less than one-tenth of its strength." ”

"That's less than a tenth?" The little Buddha frowned, looked at the body that was still moving, and asked me suspiciously, "Are you sure?" ”

"Hmm." I nodded: "Anyway, that's what the book says, if they want to exert their full strength, it will take a certain amount of time, and the length of time is uncertain, it depends on how powerful the spellcaster is, and the more powerful the time, the shorter the time." ”

"If the warlock casting the spell is a wanderer, how long do you think it will take?" Little Buddha asked me.

"About three minutes." I said, with a slight sense of happiness on my face: "I didn't expect it, Buddha, you can withstand this grandson really, awesome!" ”

"It's not very powerful, what's so strange about being able to withstand it?" Little Buddha smiled: "Besides, didn't you say that it is only one-tenth of its strength now?" ”

"That's enough." I sighed: "If it's me and Shen Han against it, then Lu Bandou's thread will want to be wrapped around it, and before we can do it, it will have to tear us apart."

"That's right." The little Buddha nodded, and his expression became serious: "I heard the blind man say that the unjust have the instinct to seek good fortune and avoid evil, but when they are forced to confront the living, most of them will choose to eliminate the person who is the most threatening to them first, just now its attention is all on me, and I didn't come hard to deal with it, so"

At this point, the little Buddha paused, and his face was a little helpless.

"Seriously, I don't think I can beat it." Little Buddha shrugged his shoulders: "This grandson is invulnerable, and playing melee combat with it is basically equivalent to looking for death." ”

There is no element of modesty in the words of Little Buddha.

Invulnerability, as we have learned before.

Even a shotgun can't get into it, is it possible that it will still be afraid of Little Buddha's fist?

Don't look at its complete strength now, although we can't figure out how powerful it is now, but judging from the records in the book, it should be much stronger than ordinary people, even stronger than the little Buddha, who can be called a monster.

In the final analysis, it is thanks to the proper use of the tactics just now.

No matter how great your strength is, if you can't beat Lao Tzu, it's also empty, and it's enough to dodge with just one force.

Of course, we also see something from this.

The current speed and reflexes of the body should not be as good as the little Buddha.

"If it weren't for this ink fountain, we wouldn't have been able to handle it." Little Buddha smiled bitterly: "I can always hide, but what about you two, this grandson must have injured you by mistake when he chased and killed me." ”

"Yuan slut, how long can you tie it up with this ink fountain?" Shen Han asked me suddenly.

"Seven or eight minutes, right?" When I said this, my brows were furrowed very tightly, and I didn't have so much confidence in my words: "This grandson's strength should not be as good as the evil of resentment that I cleaned up with Old Man Zuo, Lu Bandou can bind the sin of resentment for two or three minutes, and there should be no problem with that bundle of body for seven or eight minutes."

"That'll do." Shen Han breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, don't think it's dangerous right now." Little Buddha smiled and pointed to the phantom bodies standing underwater: "These grandsons may come up at some point, and then it will be the end of our life." ”

"Why didn't they follow?" Shen Han's face was full of doubts.

The little Buddha didn't speak, but looked at me curiously, as if he also wanted to know the answer.

But my answer disappointed both of them.

"I don't know." I smiled wryly, "At first, I thought that all the grandchildren would come up, but it doesn't seem that bad." ”

"Don't you think it's a little weird?" Little Buddha asked me, glancing back at the figures under the pool.

"Strange is strange, at least our lives are not in danger now."

I said, walking over to the red paper symbol I had just drawn, taking out a small paper bag from my pocket, opening it silently, and pouring the powder on the ground.

When I poured around the red paper, I just finished pouring the powder from the paper packet.

"What's that?" Little Buddha asked me curiously.

"This is the powder made from the peach pits after they are dried, and it is used to start the battle." I replied.

"What are you going to do again?" Little Buddha asked.

I looked at the red paper talisman on the ground, looked up at the body again, and said.

"Rokde-Rokjia Transformation Array."

I learned this formation from my grandfather's handwriting, and it is also a formation that my grandfather specially marked and cannot be used casually.

There's no other reason for that.

We are gentlemen who wash away grievances, and there are some things that must never be done, such as dispersing the souls of iniquity.

Liuding Liujia Transformation Array, this is a formation specially used to dispel the soul of injustice, and it is also a very powerful formation that requires Mr. to follow him.

After the body was refined into a sin, the soul had already dissipated, and what it was now holding was only a soul shell, and it had no real characteristics of three souls and seven spirits at all.

Let's put it this way, it's just a fake soul now, so I don't have to worry about breaking the rules of washing grievances by scattering the soul of the body.

"This way of refining ghosts is a blasphemy trick in Taoism, and it is a trick to break the life" I looked at the body and felt a little puzzled: "Could it be that Feng Youzi will really scatter the souls of these grandsons and use them to refine ghosts in order to protect that baby?" It shouldn't be."