This method of reducing life expectancy, Weng Chai also used it once, and it was also the last time he used it in his life, using the Yang Shou that had been discounted for ten years, in exchange for a prosperous time, it can be said that it was well-intentioned, resulting in the doubling of cultivation, but after all, he did not escape the trick of fate, and was seriously injured by the flesh corpse released by Wu Feng, and then he was put down by the masked old man, and even the soul was sucked into the evil ghost trick.

This time, Wu Feng also came to a dead end, there are only two roads in front of him, either die or fight, Wu Feng doesn't want to die, mainly because he doesn't want to die so much, then he has to fight, not to mention losing a few years of Yangshou, even if he lives a few decades less, it is better than dying now, but Wu Feng is also very clear in his heart, even if he loses a few years of Yangshou, consumes real yuan, and fights with his life, it is estimated that he can't fight the evil ghost released in the trick of Weng Guess.

It's just that no matter what, I have to do my best to survive, to prevent these three monks from losing their lives for this, and not to let this demon continue to do evil!

Soon, the masked old man shouted: "The old thief is bald, and those who block the road to poverty have only one way to die!" You persuade Poor Dao to put down the butcher's knife, and Poor Dao also advises you old thieves this time, it is best not to make senseless resistance, and it is more comfortable to die, so as not to suffer more flesh and skin! ”

After that, but seeing the masked old man shake the evil ghost trick in his hand, the black mist suddenly rolled, the yin wind gusted, and then the ** unjust soul with a blank expression suddenly turned hideous, and the body was steaming, and they raised the weapons in their hands and rushed towards the three monks.

The great monk Huikong had a solemn face, and said to Huiming and Huicong: "Amitabha...... Two junior brothers, this time I'm afraid that there will be less luck, take care of yourself! ”

As soon as the words fell, but seeing that the great monk of Huikong looked awe-inspired, his robe was once again windless, and his body was full of true qi, he shouted, waved the Zen staff in his hand, and rushed towards those powerful ghosts.

Hui ** Cong two great monks just came back from the shock, Hui Ming monk rubbed his nose fiercely, his eyes flashed a look called death, and he also shouted, shouting: "If you want to sprinkle your family's life, how can it be so easy, eat a few Zen sticks first!" ”

Hui Cong monk is naturally not far behind, he stood in place and did not move, but a string of Buddha beads in his hand to be dismantled, towards those who rushed to the ghost thrown down, this string of Buddha beads contains Hui Cong's half-life of mind and the blessing of Buddhism, since there is a kind of Dharma solemnity beyond all living beings, after being dismantled and thrown into the air by Hui Cong monk, immediately formed a circle, each rosary emits a golden faint light, faintly has the word "Buddha" flashed above each rosary.

But seeing Monk Huicong folded his hands, closed his eyes slightly, and began to read ** in his mouth, even his body faintly emitted a faint golden light, at this moment, the world suddenly became peaceful, and a warmth rose in everyone's hearts, as if it could dispel the fear in people's hearts, which shocked Huikong and Huiming Monk's hearts, forgot their fear, and the Lingtai was clear.

Suddenly, Monk Hui Cong suddenly opened his eyes, these eyes were deep and far-reaching, as if he could perceive a qiē and devour the endless void, and his expression became very solemn.

"Broken!"

Monk Huicong shouted, but seeing that the golden light on each rosary rose sharply, the sound of "swishing ......" was endless, and they shot towards those unjust ghosts.