Chapter Seventy-Nine: A Critical Moment

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Suddenly, a whistle sounded, and the bloody cat shot back with a 'instigation', and then jumped out three or four meters away, quickly jumped on a few piles of building materials, and then rushed to the side of the cold smoker like a blood-colored lightning, and the hair on his whole body softened, rubbing the cold smoker's feet affectionately.

At this moment, the cold smoker was cold-faced and put his fingers down from his mouth.

Wen Xu's lungs exploded when he saw it, when this little animal faced him, his hair stood up like thunder, and when he faced the cold smoker, he was like a little cutie, and the difference between the little yellow hair at home and the unweaned little yellow hair was too big, which made Wen Xu feel very unhappy!

Am I so hateful? You see me as if I killed your parents, so bitter and hateful? So he shouted: "Cold smoker, you are finally willing to show up?" Watch me slaughter you, you devil! ”

"I've been there. If you can kill it, you can do it, you're welcome! But you really surprise me, the sword of yin killing, the heart is dual-purpose, powerful, powerful! It is worthy of being the descendant of the Yin Fighter! The cold smoker squatted down and hugged the blood cat in his arms, sneering with seven points of true praise and three points of teasing. His slender, snow-white woman-like palm gently stroked the blood cat, and the blood cat in his arms closed its eyes as if enjoying it.

The cold smoker was furious and surprised, and the anger was that the bastard actually kicked his pet out, which made him angry. I was surprised that Wen Xu's strength was indeed very strong, so after saying this, he shut up directly.

A black piece of paper suddenly appeared in his hand, it was in the shape of a small person, he smiled coldly, shook the paper, and a black flame came out of this black paper, and then burned in Wen Xu's surprised eyes.

There were no ashes, no dust, only a thick black smoke came out, exuding a cold breath, an evil aura, this black smoke did not disperse, but strangely condensed together, forming a smoke figure in front of the cold smoker.

"Whew"

The corners of the cold smoker's mouth rose slightly, curled, and then blew gently. Something strange happened, and this vague figure composed of black smoke was blown away by this blow! Turned into wisps of smoke and floated towards Wen Xu, and at this moment, Wen Xu suddenly palpitated and retreated

He saw all this, but he couldn't stop it, could he still stop the spread of smoke? And this coherent wisp of smoke is full of strange power.

The red light in the eyes of the ghost on the opposite side suddenly flourished, from blur to clarity, and when he opened his mouth to inhale, the wisps of smoke seemed to turn to the catharsis point, and then suddenly poured out of the air towards the ghost's mouth

"Roar!"

The ghost's face was even more hideous and black, his face was full of red bloodstains, extremely terrifying, and his five-finger nails swelled and became finger long, cold and shining, sharp and boundless. The momentum is even more powerful, crazy! The wind and clouds here are reversed, and a lot of paper and plastic packaging bags are flying, and there is chaos! A lot of small things on the ground, debris ready to move.

He was taller and larger. That fierce momentum seems to swallow the sky and the earth, giving people a feeling of numbness and chills on the scalp, and the heart is frightened!

Wen Xu's pupils shrank, and his face was completely cold.

He didn't expect that the cold smoker would be so weird, and there would be such a magical power. It's so weird and unbelievable, the person tied with a small piece of black paper burns to enhance the momentum and Taoism of the ghost.

The art of raising ghosts is strange and impermanent, and it cannot be handled with common sense!

"Kill him! Swallow his soul! A cold light bloomed in the cold smoker's eyes, and he gave an order.

Shout!

The ghost suddenly turned into an afterimage and came to kill, with fangs and a wide mouth, a dark face full of hideous blood, and a pit on his body like a puppet crawling out of a pile of stones, exuding a cold and dead atmosphere.

The sword of yin killing went sideways, turning into a shining rune and slashing down, the killing was decisive, the momentum was fierce, unambiguous, Wen Xu believed that as long as the sword of yin killing slashed this terrifying ghost, he would definitely not be able to escape the suppression of the rune.

However, nothing is absolute. The ghost didn't dodge it, and rushed forward, the sword of yin killing was like a substance slashing on its shoulder, falling into his soul body, but it was weird that he couldn't cut off his arm, and the runes on the sword of yin killing trembled, turning into runes that were specially restrained and manifested, like a chain of order to bind it, the ghost looked unchanged, and the color of pain disappeared in a flash,

The cold smoker muttered incomprehensible words in his mouth in the distance, the finger void drawing talisman of one hand seemed to be controlling something, the wound on the shoulder of the ghost squirmed, and a puff of black smoke came out of his body, and then condensed into a strange black rune violently resisted the rune manifested by the sword, this black rune is a soul rune, and it is also a ghost rune, which is a terrifying method developed by the cold smoker in combination with many taboos in the metaphysical world, and his Taoism is higher than Wen Xu, so he is not afraid of the runes condensed by the sword of Yin Killing!

"What?" Wen Xu looked at this scene, his face turned pale, and he lost his voice.

Is there a powerful ghost who can resist his sword of yin killing? this

He took a closer look, and immediately understood what was going on, glanced at the cold smoker slightly, and suddenly saw him wandering in the void with one hand, and immediately understood something.

When he was distracted, he forgot that the sword of Yin Killing couldn't be taken out at all, and the footsteps of the ghost did not stop, so as soon as he came back to his senses, he saw a hideous face in front of him, and the two were almost face to face, but a big hand that was braving the cold quietly touched his neck, and five cyan fingers pinched his neck, and when he closed it, he lifted it up, and then Wen Xu's body suddenly flew up in the air, and the ghost grabbed his neck fiercely, staring at Wen Xu without the slightest emotion, His eyes were full of hideousness and death.

It also flies in the air, with its feet not touching the ground, pushing Wenxu to fly. finally hit a stone to stop the momentum, Wen Xu was dizzy and stood on the ground along the stone, but it hurt heartbreakingly!

"It's over!"

There are only these two words echoing infinitely in Wen Xu's mind.

His neck was jammed and a little suffocated. And the breath of death hit his face, and the breath of the ghost completely enveloped him. His soul felt like it was about to leave his body, and the ghost roared at his soul.

"Give me your soul!" Suddenly, a strange voice sounded in his heart with a faint echo.

Wen Xu's eyes were blurred, if he was very awake, he could see a beam of light from the eyes of the powerful ghost directly into his eyes.

At this moment, the ghost's nails had cut through Wen Xu's skin, and a powerful arm full of pitted holes had pinched out a clear blue handprint mark on his neck.

At the same time, a powerful ghost appeared in Wen Xu's mind, as if the two brothers were hugging Wen Xu in his mind, and an infinitely loud voice echoed in his mind, with bewitchment.

Wen Xu was like an idiot, unmoving, and suddenly the cold smoker was angry: "Tear his soul to make nourishment!" He originally wanted to make Wen Xu's soul into a puppet, but he didn't answer for a long time. Let him lose his surname, this is the place where ghosts and Buddhas raise evil, there is a strange evil spirit in the dark, and he doesn't dare to be careless!

In Wen Xu's mind, the ghost holding Wen Xu's soul suddenly changed his eyes, and then he directly grabbed Wen Xu and was about to tear him apart

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a stone statue without a head appeared here, appearing in Wen Xu's consciousness. As if he had seen a natural enemy, the ghost returned to his soul body with a 'boom'. Reality Chinese Xu's eyes burst out of a red light back into the eyes of the ghost, and at the same time he saw a half-exposed stone statue not far from them, without a head but with a strange black blood stain on the broken neck, I don't know if this is the blood stain in its body or the death blood condensed after it caused several workers to die.

This stone statue is strange and unpredictable, but no one dares to underestimate it

The stone statue suddenly took a step, like a mecha walking, to store Wen Xu's consciousness and soul, but at this moment, Wen Xu's soul suddenly made a Zen scripture sound, so that it was inexplicably shocked, a pause, quickly retreated, and the two stone wall hands quickly blocked in front of him, at the moment when the stone statue completed all this, the soul of Wen Xu's miniature in the consciousness space suddenly emitted a dazzling golden light, and one by one the Zen scripture words rushed out of his soul, full of killing meaning,

Although the stone statue without a head has no head, it is very trembling, flustered, and feels bad! If there is a head, it must be a big change in face, oh, forget it's a stone statue. He should not be able to help but retreat, he is actually an evil spirit bred by the stone statue!

"Slurp!"

The epitome of the evil spirit disappeared all of a sudden, and it took the initiative to leave Wen Xu's consciousness space, and if it did not retreat, it would be sealed in Wen Xu's consciousness space by this endless stream of Zen scripture texts, and it would be ruthlessly wiped out.

Wen Xu will not keep his hand, after all, Wen Xu's blood is dripping here, and it has been branded. With such a good opportunity to kill it, would he still be vague?

After all the ghosts and evil spirits withdrew, Wen Xu's ** suddenly opened his eyes, without the restraint of the ghosts, his soul naturally would not shrink in his ** consciousness space.

At this moment, his body exploded, and there was a vast and majestic voice of the Zen Sutra coming out of it, which suppressed the yin death and ghosts. These scriptures shone brightly and majesticly at this moment, and then flew towards the ghosts and the body of the half-exposed stone statue, which was to completely suppress them.

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