Chapter 139: Encounter

"There is still a way to go. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 According to the hexagram, Monk Zhuang solemnly and solemnly pointed in the direction of going deeper.

Even if the Zhuang monk brags about how effective and accurate his divination skills are, now he has no bottom.

"Monk Zhuang, you are crazy, do you have any scores, count it again for me, calculate it well. The fat Taoist priest's expression was unprecedentedly serious, and there was no slightest ridicule, after all, this was related to their lives.

Although the other ten people who survived did not speak, judging from the expressions on their faces, they were obviously not very convinced by Monk Zhuang's divination.

Since just now, they have been marching into the depths of the dead city, and the depth of depth has long exceeded the limit that the fat Taoist once reached, and what strange things will happen next are completely unpredictable.

However, the hexagram calculated by the fat Taoist priest actually wants them to go forward, which is tantamount to sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth, and everyone has every reason to believe that there is some kind of mysterious power here, blinding the heavens, deliberately misleading the hexagram of the strong monk, and leading them to the Jedi.

"Okay, I'll do it again, Amitabha Buddha and his second uncle bless. ā€

Monk Zhuang regrouped, touched a shiny bald head, sat cross-legged on the ground, chanted words in his mouth, the whole person was dignified, and the Buddha light was born in the back of his head, and he finally looked like a monk.

At that moment, there was a sound of footsteps in the streets, accompanied by bursts of laughter and other sounds.

"Dao Chief, they are chasing after you. A young man cried out in horror, his face pale.

Needless to say, everyone also saw that a group of ironclad guards were approaching like beasts of the wilderness, blocking their way.

This is a group of ghost soldiers, who in the ancient times should have been the army responsible for guarding the city, even after endless years, they are no longer human, they are still doing their duty, guarding the capital against foreign enemies.

There are definitely quite a few ghost soldiers in this dead city, but they don't appear most of the time on weekdays. Like the fat Taoist, he had never met it when he came before, and he usually encountered a single lone ghost more often.

It's just that this time they didn't know what 'shit luck' they had, and soon after entering the city, they were a pair of 'patrolling' Yin ghost soldiers, and the original group of thirty people lost more than ten people under the pursuit of the Yin ghost soldiers, and the survivors were also lost because of the chaotic situation, and went deep into the interior of the dead city.

After that, there are all kinds of unpredictable and strange events, such as the black shadow that suddenly appeared at the end of the team, silently abducting three members, including a strong man of the Imperial Realm, who was completely powerless to resist under the 'sneak attack' of the Yin Ghost.

And then there is when a medicine garden is exposed, the one that exudes a strong medicinal fragrance, the smell of the Yin Netherworld Flower makes people flutter, several powerful monks regard it as a holy medicine that can live and die human flesh and bones, just a few steps closer, the soul villain is involuntarily detained out, submerged into the face on the other side of the Netherworld Flower.

And then there are the ghosts of the previous haunted mansion, and now there are only eleven people alive who have come here.

"Dao Chief, what should we do now?"

"They...... They're coming, Dao Chief, think of a way. ā€

The two monks of the King Realm shouted anxiously, their faces turned white, and they were terrified to the extreme, although the only woman among the eleven people had the cultivation of the Emperor Realm, but when they encountered this kind of scene, they would still be unconsciously afraid.

At this moment, among the eleven people, only the seventy-eighty-year-old man and the eight- or nine-year-old child were still there, and they didn't know what to think in their hearts, and the sick man and the young man who was as rich as jade frowned slightly.

"There you go. Suddenly, Monk Zhuang shouted in surprise, this time the divination got a different result from the previous one, and the way of life was not in the center of the dead city, but ...... Monk Zhuang stretched out his hand and pointed to the vast mansion on his right, and his face was hard to see.

"Amitabha Buddha and his second uncle, it's useless at all, Buddha, I really can't hit the evil today. Monk Zhuang put away the tortoise shell on the ground, held a two-meter-high golden light Zen staff in his hand, and smashed it on the head of the Yin ghost who was approaching, except for a dent, which only made it retreat slightly.

At this moment, the mutation was reborn, only a loud rumbling sound was heard, and in the huge mansion where the monk Zhuang calculated the birth path, nearly half of the majestic buildings exploded at this moment, the yin wind howled, the earth and stones flew, and the smoke and dust turned into dragons and rushed straight to Xiaohan, a scene of annihilation.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. The fat Taoist priest bent his waist to avoid the scattered earth and rocks.

"Huh" Monk Zhuang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said, "Life path, Buddha, I am right." ā€

The rest of the young people who were struggling to support them all looked uplifted and saw hope.

"You are a big-headed ghost, you are right, you are a big-headed ghost, what kind of life is this, this is when you meet a big guy who was born, if you don't do it, it is a ghost saint, and if you meet you, you have ten lives that are not enough to die. The fat Taoist priest spat and splashed, rubbing his teeth.

"Dao Ye has never seen any strong winds and waves, so he really has to explain that he can't do it here. ā€

"Ah" A terrible scream sounded, a young man at the peak of the king's skills was poor, and all the means he could use had been exhausted, and finally he was overwhelmed by the swarming ghosts in despair, and his limbs flew sideways in an instant, and in a moment he was gnawed to the point that there were no bones left.

"Hey, hey, hey" looked like he was seventy or eighty, and the old man who was about to step into the coffin board with half a foot laughed a few times, and under the cover of the moonlight, he looked more like a yin ghost than a yin ghost.

"Children, I'll go first, my husband. The old man said, and he used his body to look like a ghost, passing through the group of ghosts, and disappeared at the end of the street in a blink of an eye.

"Old Bangzi, don't want to swallow it alone. It seems that only eight or nine-year-old children said a word in an old-fashioned manner, releasing a powerful qi machine, comparable to a grandmaster, killing all sides, domineering follow-up.

After him, the young man and the sick man, who had never said a word from beginning to end, both erupted and rushed deeper into the depths.

There was a slight hesitation between the eyebrows of the woman with the face of calamity and the young man of the demon beast clan with a strong head, and a trace of struggle flashed, but in the end they still didn't have the courage to follow.

"Lao Bangzi, the little ghost, the sick seedling, and whoever is who, you are white-eyed wolves, white-eyed wolves, Dao Ye worked hard to take you here, and you actually left Dao Ye to find the baby. The fat Taoist priest scolded.

"Dao Chief, don't talk about this now, find a way to break the situation, I can't stand it anymore. The last remaining peak young man of the king said urgently.

"Okay, Dao Ye fought today, fortune teller, don't hide it, take out your stick. The fat Taoist priest greeted, shook his left hand, and took out a bronze lamp, the cyan flame curled on the wick, and there were faint bursts of Zen chanting and chanting, instantly forcing back a large number of yin ghosts.

On the other side, the Zhuang monk held a Zen staff in his left hand and a demon-subduing pestle in his right hand.

The Buddha's light is directed towards, a ghost cries and ghosts howls, and the Buddha's light has a strong restraint against this kind of extreme yin alternative necromancer.

With the help of the bronze lamp and the demon pestle, five people finally broke out of the siege and came to another street to temporarily avoid the pursuit of the ghosts.

However, before they could breathe a sigh of relief, the next moment, the five of them were terrified at the same time, and their hairs were all standing up.

"Damn, that Tianzun is immeasurable, I met a big one. The fat Taoist priest muttered, and cold sweat flowed for a long time.

The street they were on now was the side of the old mansion. At this moment, a few hundred meters in front of them, a figure with a ribbon of black mist was coming out of the collapsed wall, seeing them, and walking towards them.

"That's supposed to be people. ā€

Wu Di thought to himself, and saw the five fat Taoist priests, walking towards them without hurrying or saying a word.

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