"Ahh

"Liu Li" screamed again and again, although her body was injured, but the resentment of her whole body was even stronger, the gray mist had changed to black, the ghost body had changed to a powerful ghost, and the ghost body had stabilized in a man's state.

Her eyes seemed to be dripping with blood, her palms grabbed the robe fiercely, and the Buddha's light and scarlet light collided violently, overflowing with energy, "Liu Li still screamed again and again, but she didn't let go.

"Ahh

Even though she was injured and her nails were broken, "Liu Li" had no intention of letting go, seeing that the robe was about to break free, she let out a roar from her mouth and bit directly at the robe.

"Tear up!"

There was a tearing sound of cloth, the golden light on the robe suddenly dimmed, and the dead wood wrapped in the robe changed greatly, and his eyes looked through the tear, and he saw two scarlet eyes directly.

"Master Xiao Shi go quickly! the poor monk can't stop it!"

The dead wood suddenly lifted the robe, wrapped "Liu Li" inside, pressed out his hands stiffly, and turned his head to shout to Xiao Ping on the side,

"Let's go!"

When Xiao Ping heard this, his face changed greatly, and he quickly fled out with the child in his arms, followed by several bodyguards.

"No one can escape!

A dull roar suddenly came out of the robe, cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the dead wood, and the palm that was pressing the robe slowly rose, but it was pushed up, and the billowing yin qi came out of the robe, rendering the whole villa like Shura hell, and the ghost cried wolf.

"Bump!"

The dead wood was solemn, sweat was flowing down his cheeks, his whole body was pressed against the robe, and the free palm stretched out into his arms, took out a bowl, and smashed it towards the robe.

"Ahh

A desolate scream sounded in the robe, and the bowl in the dead wood's hand kept smashing down, splashing a ray of Buddha light with each blow, but the dead wood didn't find that the yin energy around it was even stronger.

"Boom!"

The robe continued to expand, suddenly bursting, the yin qi overflowed, and the dead wood was directly thrown out.

"All to die!

The ghost of Liu Li, who possessed the body, was hit by a series of blows from the dead wood, the anger burned, and the shadow of death aroused the resentment in his heart, and the resentment continued to grow, and he was directly suppressed by the resentment, and his mind was full of thoughts and lost his mind.

"Quack, quack, let you harm me!

The man who changed "Liu Li" stood up, his body floated directly, making a sharp sound, the ghost cried wolf, his eyes were dripping blood, his hair was flying, his face was snow-white, his lips were purple and black, ignoring the dead wood that fell to the ground, he threw himself directly towards Xiao Ping.

"Bump, bump, bump!"

The palms of several bodyguards holding pistols were trembling slightly, their faces were bloodless, and they pulled the guns in their mouths, but they were afraid in their hearts, dozens of bullets, only seven of them were fired towards "Liu Li".

"Hey, hey, hey! Why is your family complete! Lao Tzu wants his family to be ruined! All of them will die to Lao Tzu!"

"Liu Li" smiled strangely, her figure moved, she dodged the bullet directly, her palm moved, and the surrounding yin qi shrouded a bodyguard,

"No!"

The bodyguard was shrouded in yin qi, and his whole body couldn't move, he could only see with his eyes, the five dark black nails, pressed on his skull, only felt a pain, and blood dripped down.

"Quack, quack!"

After "Liu Li" let go of his hand, the man fell weakly, licked his blood-stained palm, looked at the rest of the bodyguards with scarlet eyes, and quickly swept up and rushed towards several other bodyguards, and six bodyguards were already dead in an instant.

"Demons!"

Just as "Liu Li" was about to pounce on the other bodyguards, the dead wood finally rushed out of the villa, holding Buddhist beads and bowls.

"Dead monk, you also die for Lao Tzu!"

Liu Li felt threatened, the hair on her back, and went directly to the dead wood, after the stimulation of resentment, the ghost has changed into a powerful ghost, which is different from ordinary ghosts, and has great power,

"Amitabha!

The dead wood only had time to let out a loud shout, and his whole body was entwined with hair, strangled in the slightest, constantly shrinking, and the bowl in his hand was full of light, constantly resisting the evil qi and resentment.

"Click!"

After all, the Buddha's light in the bowl is limited, and it is not as good as the yin and evil qi and resentment that are constantly generated, making a breaking sound.

"Babble, why kill me, why, give me death!"

"Liu Li" was affected by resentment, and gradually lost her mind, roaring in her mouth, her scarlet eyes were full of murderous intent, her whole body was full of yin and evil energy, and her arms waved, grabbing at Xiao Ping,

Xiao Ping's expression was full of fear, and he ran forward desperately, his body was desperate to protect the child in his arms, and the dead wood struggled with all his might, but to no avail, he couldn't break free.

"Roar!"

At the moment of a thousand moments, a roar suddenly sounded, as violent as a lion's roar, shocking, and a powerful momentum came directly to the face.

"Bump!"

Liu Li was caught off guard for a while, and was directly shocked back, for ordinary people when they came, the voice was just deafening, but Liu Li also said that the person who came was simply a fireball, to the yang, and the powerful yang energy seemed to disperse the yin energy in the house.

"Boom!"

"Tread, tread, stride!"

The glass on the window shattered directly under a loud roar, and then a sound of footsteps came, attracting all eyes,

"Amitabha!"

The person who came was Zhang Tiandao, who finally arrived at the last moment, saw the sound of fighting inside, knew that it was too late to rush, directly controlled the qi and blood of the whole body, and let out an angry roar,

Although it was just a roar, it contained the spirit of Zhang Tiandao's whole body, just like a Confucian roar, a demon ambushed the corpse,

Zhang Tiandao roared angrily, although he did not have Haoran righteousness, but mixed with his spirit, how could he underestimate it,

Everyone in the villa heard the voice and looked at the figure revealed, the person who came was also a monk, very young, different from the master of deadwood, the momentum of the young monk was elegant, natural,

But I don't know why everyone looked at Zhang Tiandao's figure, as if what they saw was not a person, but a blazing sun, burning like fire, and the fog in the villa seemed to fall.

"Monk! It's a monk again, why do you monks like to meddle so much!"

"Liu Li" was completely crazy, roaring again and again, and the figure rushed directly towards Zhang Tiandao, the bearer was gusting with a gust of yin wind, and the rich yin and evil aura surged towards Zhang Tiandao.

"Amitabha!

Zhang Tiandao's face was flat, and he indifferently pronounced a Buddha horn, looking at the fierce ghosts that pounced, his heart was slightly nervous, but he was more curious, after all, he had lived for more than 20 years, not to mention the ghosts, and even the ghosts had never been seen.

The man who rushed in front of him, his face was snow-white, his lips were black and purple, his hair was flying, his yin qi was rolling, and he was crying wolf when he moved, which was very in line with the image of a powerful ghost in Zhang Tiandao's heart.

The only thing that surprised Zhang Tiandao was that in movies, novels, or TV, most of the ghosts depicted were women, but he didn't expect to be met by him, it was just luck.