Chapter Seventy-Two: It's Too Late

As soon as the words fell, they were responded to by an unknown liquid that suddenly spilled over.

"Ahh

"What the hell is this!"

"Why does it smell of urine!"

"Huh~!"

A ghost was touched by the liquid, and immediately showed a pained expression.

"What's going on?"

"What is this?"

The Ghost Sect is the best at it, envoys ghosts, resentful spirits, and the like.

Most of the spells used are also achieved through the Imperial Soul.

Therefore, there are quite a few people who summon all kinds of ghosts at this time.

These ghosts are immune to spell damage, but can deal psychic attacks to their target.

Mental damage is the most difficult to defend against, and it is difficult to recover once it is injured.

The Ghost Cult also relied on this to gradually rise in southern Xinjiang.

But now, I don't know what the other party lied.

It can even cause damage to ghosts.

Wherever the liquid touches, white smoke instantly emits as if burned.

"The smell of urine! It's boy pee! ”

"I can't even condense the ghost qi now."

At this moment, one of the congregationists suddenly shouted.

The Ghost Candle Venerable was shocked, the boy had a very heavy urine and yang energy, and he was one of the spiritual creatures that restrained the yin spirit.

"What?"

Before he could react, more children's urine changes fell from the sky.

Boom~

"Amitabha."

"Distinguished guests, come uninvited, the little monk is not welcome."

"Sin, sin."

I saw that at some point, there was a handsome monk standing on the tree, with a smile on his face.

Put your hands together and be polite.

And behind him there were sparse figures.

Each monk carried a small bucket in his hand, and each one smiled meaningfully.

"Hey, hey, hey, master's method really works!"

This method is exactly what the lonely Zen master said before, the strange trick to deal with the ghost sect.

"I didn't expect the little monk's urine to be so powerful, it was all wasted and wasted before."

"Aha, in terms of power, you have to be a senior brother of Lisao!"

"I saw it with my own eyes just now, and as soon as it was scattered, it bloomed all over the sky, and none of the ghosts that were touched did not disperse."

Lisao carried a small bucket and was proud: "Just kidding, I have an empty nest in the Zen Temple, the roots are red, and the yang energy is very strong." ”

"What the younger brother used just now is the urine of my new disciple of the empty nest Zen Academy, Huaisheng."

"That taste, tsk tsk~"

"Hey, hey, hey."

"There is a successor to the empty nest Zen Temple!"

"Should I say it or not, Senior Brother Lishan, what's the matter with your pee, it's not strong."

"Falling on a ghost is like taking a bath, and it doesn't change at all."

"Ahem, junior brother doesn't know, it was a dark and windy night......"

"Hey, hey, hey~"

The corners of the Ghost Candle Venerable's mouth twitched.

He was baptized by the Seven Heavenly Tribulations, and the injuries on his body only recovered about thirty percent.

Now being able to release three resentful souls is already his limit.

But just now, he was splashed with a bucket of urine from Lisao, and all the three resentful souls came to naught.

"It's you!"

"Stinky boy, when I meet you, nothing good will happen!"

The Ghost Candle Venerable was feeling aggrieved in his heart: Lao Tzu fell to this field because of the Killing Temple.

First in Xiangfei Valley, Lichen saw through the flaws of the ghost ants.

What was supposed to be a flawless plan fell short in the end.

Later, in the Ghost Sect, he used the 'Star Swallowing Array' to compete for luck.

As a result, not only did he not taste any luck, but his own luck was sucked away, and he had to endure seven thunder tribulations.

And now...... and be poured with boy urine.

Ever since it had an intersection with the Killing Temple, I've been memorizing words.

I'm a ghost candle, who is to provoke whom!

"Wait, aren't they supposed to be fighting the peerless demon?"

"Why do you have the leisure to deal with the Ghost Cult?!"

Monkey Saint Yuan Bo had already realized that something was wrong: "It's a trick!" ”

Before the words fell, he hurriedly turned around and ran.

At the right time.

Swish~

A light flashed in the sky.

The monkey saint, who was galloping away, slowly stopped.

The face is like ashes.

It's too late, it's too late.

As a demon clan, he has an innate keen sense of perception.

At that moment just now, there was a sudden and irresistible majesty in the Killing Forest.

It seems that the demon clan is born with the power to suppress.

"Great Zhou Tian Demon Formation!"

Yuan Bo's eyes were extremely cold, and his voice was even colder.

At this time, there is no longer the calmness of gnawing peaches.

"Trap?! Is this a trap?! ”

"Trap?! We were deceived. ”

"But I clearly heard the cry of the peerless demon beast before."

"And the fallen trees in the Killing Forest."

"Could it be that these are all arranged by the monks of the Killing Temple?"

"It's a Ghost Cult idiot! They lied about the military situation and delayed the warplanes. ”

“…… If it is not of my race, its heart will be different! ”

"It must be the Ghost Cult and the Killing Temple working together to deceive us."

"Kill them! Kill them! ”

"yes, skin them and cramp."

"Sell my demon clan, the ghost sect must die."

More and more demon clans began to be indignant.

One by one, the demon clan shouted, and some of them had already started to move.

On the other hand, the Ghost Sect couldn't bear it anymore for a long time, and immediately scolded:

"Damn, a group of brutes raised by bitches dare to be presumptuous in front of grandpa!"

"I, a human monk, am afraid of you brutes?"

"If it weren't for my Ghost Sect to help you, you would have been able to run from the Northern Wilderness to the Southern Xinjiang to show off your might??"

"Ungrateful deserves to be locked up in the woods!"

"They are now limited by the formation, they are not our opponents!"

In a few breaths, the fragile alliance fell apart.

The two sides were tense, and the smell of gunpowder became stronger and stronger.

The monkey saint squinted his eyes, and his mind turned sharply:

At the killing conference, the Ghost Cult made a big stumble.

Even the Ghost Saint Son Ghost Infant and the Blue Nightmare Venerable, one of the Four Venerables, were captured by the Killing Temple.

One is a newly rising force in southern Xinjiang, and the other is an old force in southern Xinjiang.

Between the two, there is naturally an irreconcilable contradiction.

In other words, it is absolutely impossible for the Ghost Cult to cooperate with the Temple of Killing.

The reason for the current situation is that I think it is also the way of the Killing Temple.

And the real purpose of the Killing Temple is actually Wanshou Villa!

That's why I tried my best to introduce them all into the killing forest, and then trapped them with the "Great Zhou Tian Demon Array".

Too careless, too careless.

ε=(′ο'*)))) Alas.

The peaches don't smell good.

bbq too.

"So that peerless demon ......"

"Amitabha."

"What peerless demon?"

"In the past few days, my disciples of the Killing Temple have been in the Killing Forest, and I haven't heard of any peerless demons."

"┗|'o′|┛嗷~~"

At this time, the parting on the tree, looking up to the sky and roaring.

There is thunder in the sound, which is shocking.

It was the cry that resounded through the killing forest before.

"Amitabha."

"How about the roar of the little monk of Buddhism?"

Burst~

The Monkey Saint couldn't hold back and almost vomited blood.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

The Ghost Candle Venerable seemed to be stunned, and shouted in place:

"It's all a one-sided statement of the Killing Temple!"

"There must be a peerless demon in the Killing Forest!"

"Peerless demon, you come out, I already see you!"

"Come out quickly!"

ps: Today's double monthly pass, recommended ticket, kneel and beg~

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