The first batch, the second batch, the third batch......

A total of eight long-nosed Yin Ghost Spirit Monkeys swooped forward, biting and scratching, but in just a few seconds of slow walking, Huiming easily eliminated these guys, and the corpses were gone, turning into black air like sand and flowing onto the grass, silently. I was dumbfounded when I ran over to help Yin Yue up, but I didn't expect that those ghost monkeys who had caused us to death just now would be dealt with so easily.

It's like a college professor doing high school math problems, and it's so good that we guys who are struggling with our brains are ashamed of ourselves.

After Huiming cleaned up these annoying little minions, the string of Buddha beads turned into a whip, three times left and four times right, waving around him in addition to a yellow Buddha light like a great monk, the treasure was solemn, shiny, and the sticky black mist emitted around the white paper fan shrank back one after another, not daring to wrap it up. Hui Ming smiled coldly at the white paper fan, and seemed to have some hatred for iron and steel: "You have learned these things in the past ten years?" The reason why using ghost resentment to improve cultivation is called a cult and a side-by-side way, one is cruel and inhumane, and the other is that it will distort people's psychology and body into the fact that within ten years, you will definitely die, so why bother? ”

Hearing this, the white paper fan lifted the robe on his body, revealing the upper body wearing a short shirt.

I was horrified by the fact that this man with a clean and tidy appearance had seen that most of his body under his robe had begun to rot, and there were countless flies and mosquitoes biting inside, and the rotting flesh was dripping with black and yellow pus, and the smell of smoke wafted everywhere.

He tore off the robe, and then threw it into the waterhole behind him, stretched out beautifully, and the look on his face was very strange: "Master, you may be right, there will always be some side effects when cultivating this ghost resentment, but you have missed one thing, and that is the way to continue life. With this method, I can even live for another fifty, a hundred years, and I have enough confidence to surpass your strength. Come on, it's useless to talk too much, and you'll know the way when you fight! ”

As soon as the white paper fan made a mistake, the person appeared on Huiming's left like a phantom, and with a twist of his wrist, the folding fan stained with a lot of my blood slashed towards Huiming's neck; At the same time, the countless evil ghosts and undead around the white paper fan also rushed towards Huiming with his actions, not caring about the rising Buddha light at all.

The white paper fan is powerful, but Huiming, who is in the southwest, is not a vain and prestigious person, this tall and mighty old man has a strong personality, seeing this apprentice who betrayed the door wall to show a killing move, Ha Lu Ha Da Lang laughed, and the scream came just right, his hands quickly formed a seal of the immovable Ming Wang, his body was stable, and then the right hand wrapped around the Buddha beads was towards the fan bone of the stainless steel folding fan, and slammed it with a punch.

The two collided, and in the end, the method of the white paper fan was naturally suppressed by Hui Ming, and under the premise of considerable strength, he was forced to take three steps back, his heels were unstable, and he almost fell into the deep black pool.

He glanced back at the bubbling pool of water, a chill came to his heart, and before he could react, Huiming did not give up and strode forward. The white paper fan moved a few steps to the side, patted aside a few fat white maggots that climbed up his neck, and then took out a bottle from his arms, uncorked it, and poured it down his throat with his head up.

At this moment, Hui Ming had already rushed to his side, and his hands were knotted with Donkey Kong wheel seals, which were extremely subtle, and when the chest marks were on the white paper fan.

Boom –

Huiming, who didn't show any mercy at all, imprinted his palm on the chest of the white paper fan, and half of his chest cavity collapsed. When the piercing sound of bones breaking came from the field, my eyelids couldn't help but beat - Huiming's fighting method was basically the same as mine, all through the blessing of the mantra of the "Nine Societies Mandala", the nine-character mystery was integrated into the body and spirit, the magnetic field resonated, the will was superimposed, and then I reached the realm of being a Buddha, and when I fought, I was like an Arhat in front of the Buddha, which was extraordinary.

I watched Huiming's set of playing methods, and I thought that I should have entered the realm of the Miaojue stage in the Huayan Sect, which was terrifying.

He is like an Arhat who has subdued the dragon and subdued the tiger, he is a world realm, and he is not afraid of any evil demons at all.

Seeing his skills, I was envious, and I didn't know how to practice his so-called Joy Zen. However, as the white paper fan of the ghost robe brotherhood, it is not comparable to some miscellaneous fish, his chest bones were shattered, but he did not scream, but instead stepped forward, a pair of clean and white hands climbed up to Huiming's neck, and the nails suddenly grew a little, and they were about to pinch the old monk's arteries.

I squinted my eyes and looked, anxious in my heart, this white paper fan is like a zombie, more than like a person, if Huiming is pinched through the main artery, it is estimated that I will not be able to escape. Yet the tremor in my bosom was still replying, and no matter how much I pushed, there was no sign of it; I wanted to step forward to help, but I found that in this level of fighting, I was as fragile as a raw egg with scars, and I couldn't guarantee that I would be affected and hurt the innocent.

Although I don't like Hui Ming, but seeing him desperate here, I can't get away, so I began to silently recite the name of the Golden Silkworm Gu in my heart, and let this guy who failed in the violent chrysanthemum hurry over, so that I can find a chance to help.

However, since Huiming supported others to leave, firstly, he didn't want others to know too many secrets, and secondly, he also had enough confidence, seeing that the white paper fan was relying on his body like a rotting corpse, and he wanted to lose both with himself, he shouted "cracking" in his mouth, and the muscles of his whole body suddenly became iron-blue, and his qi and blood stagnated, like an iron plate. The sharp nails of the white paper fan, not only could not enter half an inch, but there was a stimulating electric current, which followed towards his rancid body, making him shake all over his body and lose his soul.

The white paper fan laughed back unhurriedly, and laughed wildly: "You old dog, decades have passed, and these are all these tricks, do you really think you want to become a Buddha?" ”

His lips were pale, constantly shaking, his face was getting darker and darker, like a pot of ash smoke, Huiming hit with a blow, and did not speak, and his hands were sealed and wanted to hit the collapsed chest, but he found that he couldn't move forward at all, the person was tightly entangled by a white paper fan, this pair of old masters and apprentices, like lingering and sympathetic good friends, hugged each other tightly, moved and moved, but could not attack each other.

When the two of them hug each other, they also have special martial arts routines, such as judo, or small grappling, and others, all of which are good ways to fight between those square inches. The two master and apprentice are in the same line, and they take the road of dual cultivation of civil and military, both able to use martial arts and cultivate skills, so they are familiar with each other's means, so for a while, the two of them were fighting, while putting down their bodies, on the grass in front of the pool, rolling up.

It doesn't matter if this roll, the white paper fan Luo Qingyu's physique is different from ordinary people, except for the face above the neck, the whole person is rotten everywhere, and there are white fat maggots, black corpse cockroaches and green big-headed flies attached to it, like a clay pot for raising Gu. He was used to it, and he didn't feel uncomfortable, but his master Huiming was a completely normal person, and he didn't practice the true body of the Arhat, not to mention the fine skin and tender meat, and the corpse cockroach would hurt if he bit it.

The current situation is not a corpse cockroach, the thirty or fifty insects have already crawled from the body of the white paper fan to Huiming's body, and several green-haired flies have already flown to his nostrils, struggling to crawl inside.

While rolling the grass with the master, the white paper fan shouted happily: "Ha Lu Ha...... Ha, my teacher, do you know what sins you have caused your disciples to suffer? You shouldn't mind the suffering I've endured over the years, and you'll have to endure it for a while, right? ”

Hui Ming was furious, and roared loudly: "You beast, when I picked you up, I should have thrown you directly into that pit and drowned you, so as not to harm the world here!" ”

The white paper fan continued to tease Hui Ming, and said Teacher, do you know the Tao, I want to be strong, not only because of my desires, but also because I want to escape. Do you know that when I was fourteen years old, I was given ...... by your ugly daughter? I have worked hard and tried my courage for so many years, just to let my self-hiding master, the mean and unkind master and my disgusting senior sister, make your family ruined and become the laughing stock of the world, but it's a pity, that slut died before I could take revenge, I hate it......

Hearing the confession of the white paper fan, Huiming was shocked, his eyes lit up, and there was incomparable anger in it, his hands were on the ground, his anger was at the top, his hair was floating, and the black gas wrapped around them shook a lot. He saw me who was dragging Yi Yue back into the distance, and couldn't help but roar angrily: "Lu Zuo, don't you hurry up and help, be careful that I treat you for the crime of not saving you......"

His voice was so loud that I could hear it for half a mile, and I couldn't help but sigh, put the unconscious Yin Yue to the ground, and then picked up a stone from the mouth of the bowl and rushed towards the two people who were rolling on the ground.

Seeing that I hesitated for a while, I finally rushed forward, and the white paper fan appeared in my head, and I glared angrily, saying that you are looking for death!

As soon as these words fell, the deep pool that had been tumbling behind them suddenly fluctuated, and the bronze coffin bottle I had seen before suddenly floated on the surface of the pool under the accumulation of countless flesh and bones, and began to lift upward, the four long black iron chains were gradually tightened, and the section buried deep in the pool wall had countless golden lights floating.

As the bronze coffin was lifted up by the flesh of those pseudo-bronze armored corpses, the black iron chains were stretched to the limit.

Suddenly, with a click, the chain on the left finally broke.