The voice fell, looking at Zhao Dehua with a stunned face, Ermo continued to speak: "I once heard such a sentence on the Internet: Chop the grass without removing the roots, the spring breeze blows and grows again, killing people does not extinguish the mouth, and the enemy chases after him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Although the words are a little rough, but they are not rough, although you promise to resolve the grudge with me at the moment, it is difficult to guarantee that you will not turn around and regret it, although I am not afraid of trouble, but trouble like this, can be less or less!"

Zhao Dehua squinted his eyes, he was not willing to be killed like this, so he threatened sharply: "I have left a trace of my soul in the pagoda lamp in Jinguang City, and Master Pudu is my uncle, if you kill me, he will definitely not let you go." ”

"Then let him come, see if I kill him or if he kills me!"

With a sneer, the big hand of the demon on top reached out and walked towards Zhao Dehua and the others.

Seeing this, Ji Ming's feet were weak, and he sat directly on the ground, with a look of despair, but Zhao Dehua had a fierce face, and roared angrily: "You forced me." ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and at some point in his hand he was holding a milky white bead, and in this bead, there was a golden Buddha phantom.

At the moment when the big hand of the demon figure poked out, the milky white bead suddenly rose into the air, releasing a peaceful and pure golden Buddha light, and the Buddha phantom in the bead also opened his eyes, got up, and walked out of the white bead.

With each step, the Buddha's phantom grew in size, and by the time he stood still in the void, the Buddha's phantom had changed to the size of a demon.

However, compared with the awe-inspiring demonic aura of the demonic appearance, this Buddha's phantom shadow is kind and kind-eyed, the treasure is solemn, and the Buddha's light lingers around him, circling endlessly, just like the real Buddha descending into the world.

"I didn't expect you to have such a hand, but I underestimated you." Looking at the Buddha phantom in the air, a trace of solemnity flashed in Emo's eyes, and then said lightly.

Zhao Dehua grinned and said coldly: "This is the essence Buddha bead given to me by Master Pudu, which contains an incarnation of his Buddha light, which can save my life in times of crisis!" ”

Emo sneered and said coldly, "Do you really think that this Buddha Light Incarnation can save your life?" ”

Zhao Dehua shook his head and said, "I don't know if he can save me, but as long as he drags you for a while, I will have time to escape!" ”

After finishing speaking, he kicked Ji Ming, who was sitting on the ground next to him, and shouted in a deep voice: "Useless things, why are you still stunned?" Come with me! ”

Leaving such a sentence, he didn't care if Ji Ming, who was stunned, heard it or not, turned around and ran directly to the nearest window, intending to jump out of the window to escape, Ji Ming came back to his senses, and when he saw this, he hurriedly followed up.

"I want to run, no way!"

With a low shout, the demonic qi instantly condensed in front of him, turning into several death storms the size of water basins and flying out, hitting the backs of the two of them.

"Boom, boom, boom, horn, mic, boom!"

At this moment, the Buddha's phantom thought started the six-character mantra, which condensed and took shape, flew out of the Buddha's phantory mouth, and quickly grew larger, facing the galloping death storm.

The storm of death was dispersed by it, and the six-character mantra only dimmed a little with golden light, and turned around and flew back, flying up and down around the Buddha's phantom.

Seeing that the death storm had returned in vain, and Zhao Dehua and the others had already pulled out the window, and they were about to jump, Emo couldn't help but look pale.

"You should stop me, I don't believe you can stop this move!"

While the words were still being remembered, the demon on the top had already raised his hand, and the void suddenly seemed like water, with a circle of ripples, and a ghost gate emerged from it.

Without hesitation, Ermo plunged straight in.

At the same time, Zhao Dehua and the two who jumped out of the window breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, but at some point, a pitch-black gate appeared in front of them, the door was full of reliefs of ghosts and demons, and inside the door was a palpitating dark darkness.

The next moment, Emer's figure walked out of the dark door amid the angry gazes of the two.

"You...... How could you ......"

Before Zhao Dehua finished speaking, Emo's ten fingers were already open, grabbed the heads of the two of them, and pressed vigorously against the wall behind them.

"Roar!"

A domineering roar, like the roar of a lion king, suddenly came out, exploding in the void, and those dilapidated windows nearby "snapped" open at the same time.

Ermo was also hurt by this roar, and the strength in his hand was relaxed, but the next moment, a trace of fierceness flashed in Ermo's eyes, and the ten fingers of both hands grabbed the heads of Zhao Dehua and the two again, and pressed hard towards the wall behind him.

In an instant, the two heads shattered and exploded like watermelons, splashing red and white on Emo's body.

"Donor, you have to go around and spare people, why do you want to kill them!"

The phantom of the Buddha spoke at this time, with a compassionate and compassionate appearance!

"The stinky monk who is so wordy, I want you to take care of it!"

The corners of Ermo's mouth flickered, and he shouted angrily, and then turned into a death storm the size of more than a zhang, shattering the wall and killing the Buddha's phantom!

The six-character mantra floating beside the Buddha's phantom quickly flew out and assembled together, turning into a golden mantra light shield that blocked Emo.

But at the moment when the mantra light shield blocked Emo, the demon phase suddenly let out a strange roar, got up and flew out, and a twisted and swirling Yin power took shape in his hand, and hit the Buddha's phantom in the air.

"It's ...... Extreme Yin Ghost Divine Power! ”

The phantom of the Buddha was frightened, and he didn't dare to be lazy, so he hurriedly raised his hands, and the Buddha's light flickered, and a "swastika" Buddha was printed.

But this "swastika" Buddha seal only stalemate for a moment when it encountered the divine power of the extreme yin ghost, and then it was frozen into ice, shattered, and scattered all over the ground.

The power of the extreme yin ghost is extremely cold and weird, and even the energy of the abyss demon qi can be condensed into ice, although the Buddha light "swastika" character Buddha seal is powerful, but it is not the opponent of the extreme yin ghost divine power.

After the swastika seal was shattered, the demon face carried the divine power of the extreme yin ghost in both hands, drove straight in, and unceremoniously printed on the body of the Buddha's phantom.

Unsurprisingly, the layers of black ice gradually covered the body of the Buddha's phantom with the spread of the divine power of the extreme yin ghost, and when it was completely frozen, as the demon withdrew his hands, the black ice that enveloped the Buddha's phantom shattered.

Seeing that the dust had settled and that Andy Zhao had also died, Emo had also left the abandoned factory after sealing everyone's souls.

Outside the gate of the abandoned factory, the van that was supposed to stay here disappeared, presumably because the movement just now was too loud, so the fat man who was watching the car heard it, sensed that something was wrong, and drove away.

Ermo touched his chin and thought for a moment......

Right now, the most important thing is to find a place with water, wash off all these dirty things on your body, and go back to the Black Market Society......

In the Jinguang Temple, where the incense is flourishing, the Sanskrit sound is bursting, and the reverberation is continuous, in a meditation room that receives monks and guests, the abbot Pudu sits cross-legged on a gray and white futon, and there is a sandalwood long case in front of him, on which there is a set of tea sets and two cups of tea.

White smoke rises in the cup, and the fragrance of fresh tea is overflowing.

As soon as the monk's robe waved, Pudu made a "please" gesture, and smiled kindly at the person opposite: "This is the spiritual tea cultivated by the poor monk in his spare time, supplemented by the slow cooking of the mountain clear spring for a while and three moments, it has the effect of calming the mind and nourishing qi. ”

On the other side of the long case, Wen Hao smiled politely and said, "Then thank you master." ”

After speaking, he picked up the teacup on the case, brought it to his lips and blew it gently, then tasted the West and drank it, only to say that the tea moistened his throat, the aftertaste was sweet, his lips and teeth were fragrant, and a stream of aura rose in his body and spread to his whole body.

Wen Hao didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly condensed the dantian, ran the key to the exercises, and absorbed the rich aura in the spiritual tea.

After a while, Wen Hao opened his eyes, his eyes flashed, and he said happily: "When the younger generation practiced under the family teacher, I often heard that other people mentioned the miraculous effect of the master's Bodhi tea. ”

Only then did I know that what the master said in the past was true, and the master's Bodhi tea ...... It is truly a rare spiritual creature in the world! ”

Pudu smiled faintly, without the slightest hint of complacency, and said in a harmonious voice: "This tea has a miraculous effect when you drink it for the first time, but the more times you drink it, the effect will gradually decrease, and it cannot be called a rare name in this world." ”

Wen Hao sighed: "Even so, it is extraordinary. ”

Pudu was silent, picked up the teacup and held it in his hand, stared at Wen Hao with a pair of bright eyes that had insight into the world, and said loudly: "This welcoming tea, the Wen donor has already tasted it, and it can also explain the intention at this time, if the poor monk guessed correctly, it should be the old donor who called you here." ”

Hearing this, Wen Hao smiled awkwardly, and he didn't go around the bend, as long as he said: "The master is right!" This time, it was indeed the master who asked me to come, first, to ask me to greet the master on his behalf.

"This second, the master can't get out because of something, and the juniors have a task in H City this time, but this mission is very important and involves a wide range of people, and the juniors can't catch it alone, so I was asked to come to see the master."

As he spoke, he looked up at Pudu and said in a deep voice: "I also hope that the master can help the juniors for the sake of my master's face." ”

After Pudu was silent for a while, he said lightly: "Your mission this time is related to a secret realm in this H City?" ”

Wen Hao's face changed, and he said in surprise: "How does the master know?" ”

Pudu gently blew the broken foam of the tea, took a sip, and said with a smile: "The poor monk has been practicing in Jinguang City for a hundred years, and he also knows some about the secrets of the size of this thousand miles. ”

"Previously, there was also a benefactor named Wu Yifan who came to the poor monk for the matter of this secret realm, and borrowed the Xuansha Forbidden Cone from the poor monk for use, but the poor monk did not allow it, and the Wu benefactor also had a big deal with the poor monk."

Wen Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, as if muttering to himself, and said as if asking: "Wu Yifan? Who is this? ”

As he spoke, he paused for a moment, and then asked Pudu: "Since the master has already fought with that Wu Yifan, have you ever seen the origin and details of this person?" ”

Pudu showed a look of reminiscence, and only after a long time did he say slowly: "When this person was fighting with the poor monk, he used the ancient magic power to call the wind, as well as the art of sprinkling beans into soldiers, and he was also good at using the five elements of the rune, and the magic power was unpredictable, so that the poor monk was not embarrassed!" ”

"However, judging from his magical skills, if the poor monk is not mistaken, this person should be cultivating the Nanhua Old Immortal Bloodline, the Taiping Dao Taiping Technique."

"Taiping Technique?"

Wen Hao was shocked, this Taiping technique is not not insignificant, in the last years of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the leader of the Taiping Dao, Zhang Jiao set off the Yellow Turban Uprising, and then used this immortal Dao method to sweep the world, the Han Dynasty enshrined a lot of people who cultivated the true qi, but none of them were its opponents.

Although Zhang Jiao was defeated and died after that, and Taiping Dao was also excluded by the cultivation realm and the dynasties of previous dynasties, this great name of Taiping Essentials has not been weakened by the passage of time.

That Wu Yifan is the descendant of the Taiping Dao, and he borrowed the Xuansha Forbidden Cone from Master Pudu, thinking that it should be to break the magic circle in the secret realm, and this behavior is not a friend or foe!

Silently thinking, a sound of broken porcelain came from the opposite side, waking Wen Hao up, only to see Pudu's face stunned, the teacup that was originally in his hand was broken to the ground at the moment, and he couldn't help asking.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"