When we saw the Shura rushing towards us, the body of the old monk shook for a moment, and then disappeared in place. Shura, who rushed to his side, was stunned for a moment. Then he came directly to me. This time, the two short swords flew up and down, and just like that, there were still quite a few Shura rushing to my side.

Compared with the previous few shots, this time I was somewhat attentive, first ran to a narrow place, and turned the few Shura who ran in front of me into blood mist. I concentrated both short swords in one direction, temporarily blocking the dense Shura behind me, and at the same time, I put all the Shura in front of me. First, he grabbed the hands of the Shura in front of him and used it to block the Shura behind him. When they all gathered together, one by one, I transferred the power of the seed to the Shura that I was grasping.

Unlike the previous times, this Shura didn't explode right away. Except for a slight swelling of the body, nothing else has changed. As the power of the seed continues to pass far and wide. These Shura in front of the meeting were firmly glued together, and some Shura in the back howled and wanted to break free from their companions, but they couldn't separate from the companions in front of them and behind them.

After half a cigarette, the power of the seed finally stopped transmitting. At the moment when the last trace of seed power was transmitted, "Bang! There was a loud bang, and then all the Shura in front of him exploded almost at the same time. The huge explosion knocked me down directly, and when I got up from the ground and realized it, the countless Shura in front of me had disappeared in place, and only the blood mist that had been lingering for a long time was still floating in the air. The regiment is looking for death.

Before he could calm down, he heard Zhang Maocai behind him shouting at the top of his voice: "The one behind is coming!" Help me! ”

By the time I turned around, there were already more and more Shura behind me, and there were already four or five Shura rushing through the range of the short sword, and when I turned back. They were already four or five meters behind me. actually controlled the hand. Then these Shura are naturally fine, but their attack routes are too scattered, and there is no way to stick them and explode them like just now. It can only be broken one by one, but that's it, these Shura also turned into blood mist in a few breaths.

Based on past experiences, such a sight had greatly shocked the other Shura, and they should have already planned to retreat by now. However, after the king who saw them just now died at the hands of the old monk, these Shura were in a state of madness, and they continued to think about me and rushed over one after another, as if they did not see their companions who had died tragically.

But fortunately, there are still two short swords of punishment to protect my back, and now all the Shura in front of me have been resolved. Then concentrate on cleaning up the Shura in the back. Zhang Maocai is still closely following me now, I can't imagine how good this old boy's life is, and it is also the poor ability of these Shura, if he is a little more profitable, he may have helped me solve him by now.

I looked back at Zhang Maocai with some disgust, this little old man saw the meaning in my eyes, although he wanted to remove his hand from the corner of my clothes, but after hesitating, his hand grabbing the corner of my clothes grabbed tighter. At that time, I didn't have the heart to pay attention to him, so I dragged this old boy to the Shura behind me, and I grabbed the hand and neck of the Shura who rushed to the front.

Just like just now, I used it to block the assuras in front of me. Originally, there were a few smarter ones who wanted to scatter and pounce, but with two short swords, the lone Shura died a little earlier. But fortunately, a whole corpse also fell. It didn't take long for the Shura behind him to be all glued together, and with the introduction of the last trace of seed power, after a loud bang, the middle Shura behind him had also turned into a cloud of blood mist.

Most of the Shura were eliminated in this way, and the remaining sporadic Shura were killed by the Twin Swords of Punishment as long as they were within sight. After looking at Shura, who was no longer on the ground and could stand up again, Zhang Maocai, who had been holding the corners of his clothes behind me, let go of his hand, and looked at the already bloodstained ground with a surprised face, and after a long time, he did not slow down.

At this time, a flower appeared in front of my eyes, and the old monk who had disappeared just now reappeared in the position where he had disappeared just now. He still kept the same as he was just now, squatting next to the body of the Shura King, frowning and looking at the Shura King, at this time, the Shura King's body had changed, I don't know when, his body was dented, like a leaky balloon, it became crumpled.

Seeing the old monk reappear, the anger in my heart did not come to one place. Looking at him, he snorted angrily and said, "Great monk, you still know to come back, I thought you would wait until you reached the Eye of Sigh before coming out to pick up the ready-made." ”

"What do you mean by knowing to come back? Buddha, I have been staying here, and I haven't left at all" When the old monk spoke, his eyes were still staring at the Shura King who had already been angry, and when he said this, the old monk suddenly stretched out his hand and scratched the Shura King's head with his fingernails. Then, a turbid gas slowly floated out of King Shura's head, and after this turbid gas floated out, King Shura was completely drained and turned into a layer of Shura skin spread flat on the ground.

Seeing the completely out of shape of the Shura King, I guessed a few points in my heart. At the moment, he said to the old monk: "This Shura King is fake, right?" Is it a puppet? ”

After listening to my words, the old monk looked back at me and said with some surprise: "I can't see it, you still know the puppet, little baby." was deceived by you, this is not a Shura king at all. Even the outer skin has nothing to do with King Shura, but he just plucked a few Shura's skins. A puppet made of their skin...... "Baidu Sister-in-law|Persona Postsequel."

Speaking of this, the old monk paused, blinked his eyes and looked at the puppet skin on the ground and said: "The puppet maker also has two times, and he can start to deceive the Buddha and me, this is a bit interesting......" When he spoke, he picked up the puppet skin on the ground again, and after looking at it back and forth, he said: "The craftsmanship is good, I want to get a set of Buddhas." When the time comes, another temple will be built on the original site. Put the Buddha and my puppet in it as a host, and you can have a little incense money. Not to mention, I haven't eaten snow red for a long time, and I really think about it. It's the authentic red pickle in the snow there, and I'm willing to put salt ......"

"Let's talk about this when we get out. Yang Xiao, who is a puppet or something, is good at it, and let him help you after you go out. I pulled the old monk back from his dream, glanced at Zhang Maocai, who was still staring at the ground dumbfounded, and said to him: "The puppet king you are talking about is this one, or are there several, there are real and false ones?" ”

Zhang Maocai smiled bitterly and said, "Little brother, you are joking, I usually don't even dare to come here, how do I know what King Shura is like." This is still what the ghost creature said after he fled back, and the ghost creature didn't run away quickly when he saw the king of Shura, where did he still have the heart to see what the king of Shura looked like? ”

While Zhang Maocai was speaking, the old monk Shangshan rolled up the puppet skin of King Shura, then added it to his armpit, looked back at me and Zhang Maocai, and said, "Okay, let's go on." Passing this mountain is the eye of sighs, right? I haven't left for hundreds of years, and I don't remember how I got there......"

Zhang Maocai showed the way, and we continued to walk towards the top of the mountain. I can't imagine that this old boy can still remember how to walk without walking this mountain road for so long. Along the way, except for a few Shura, there was nothing out of the ordinary.

After finishing off these Shura with a short sword, I said to the good old monk, "It's scary to hear the word Shura, and it's not a big deal to look at it this way." You think they're so powerful, but is that? ”

After listening to my words, the great monk sneered, he walked in front of me, and did not look back, and said as he walked: "That's because they came to the wrong place, there is a chance that you can go to the Shura realm, and when you get to their territory, you will know how powerful these Shura are." Infernal Hell wasn't the place Shura was supposed to come in the first place, I really don't know what kind of excitement they were making......"