'Bang'

Han Baiyi cut off the two iron claws of the monster in front of him, pulled out the knife stuck in its neck, and threw it on the ground.

Gus looked at the monster in front of him, frowning slightly.

The monster in front of him, who was called by Han Baiyi with long hands and a hundred feet, even if his neck was broken, he still struggled to advance on the ground like a worm, and only three or four percent of his face was left on his face, revealing an extremely hideous bloodthirsty color.

Han Baiyi took two steps forward and stabbed it in the brain.

This time it didn't move at all.

Waiting for Han Baiyi to draw the knife back into the sheath, Gus half-squatted down, and used his big iron armor hand to rummage the limbs of the long hands and hundred feet.

Long hands and 100 feet, said to be 100 feet, in fact, only limbs.

It's just the two hands of the upper limbs, artificially installed with iron claws more than a foot long, the limbs are thin and thin, the complexion is green, the back is embedded with barbs that I don't know what to do, a human face, complete facial features, but only the whites of the eyes are in the eye sockets, and the face is ugly and hideous.

Since it looks like a human, eighty percent is still a product of the Xianfeng Temple Biochemistry Research Institute.

This is an ancient research institute with low scientific research ethics, but strong scientific research strength to the point of exploding.

Even in modern times, Han Baiyi doesn't think that there is any research institute that can transform the human body into this appearance.

Although it is indeed ugly in appearance, its balance, speed, and strength are far beyond ordinary people, and it seems to have no IQ, but it has excellent assassination abilities.

And...... These social monsters also know how to play bait tactics.

Han Baiyi turned his head and looked at the steel roll marks on Gus's back armor that were more than a foot long, and he could probably understand the reason why he was so curious about Long Hands and Hundred Feet.

After all, his supposedly invulnerable armor was torn.

"What a horrible monster."

Gus's voice was faint, only the long scars on his face that could prove what thrilling he had just experienced.

For a bulky warrior-type player like him, the super high attack speed with long hands and hundreds of feet is indeed very unfriendly.

"To be honest, even the Torch Church in my hometown, the reformers they have created are nothing more than that."

Han Baiyi's ears pricked up.

Appeared! The Church of Light is necessarily the law of evil.

It's just that...... This thing sounds like it makes people want to praise the sun......

Han Baiyi chose to skip this.

Kill the monster in front of you, and what appears in front of the two of them is a huge palace.

In terms of size alone, it should be the largest building that Han Baiyi and the two of them have walked through.

The gate in front of me alone is more than two feet high.

One zhang and three meters, two zhang is basically equivalent to the height of three Gus stacked together, Han Baiyi wants to see the eaves, and he may need to let his upper body lean back tactically.

This is the Bell Ghost Buddha Hall.

It is not only the place that leads to the inner hall of Xianfeng, but also the place where the monks chanted the scriptures.

In the main hall, there is an old monk in a green robe.

"Hey, Gus."

Han Baiyi turned his head and nodded forward,

"Have you seen that monk?"

Gus, who was missing a piece of skin on his face, squinted for a moment:

"No, the one who introduced me to the son of Chang Ruo was a younger monk, and he didn't wear a green robe."

Because at this time, the two could only see the back of the green-robed old monk, and they could only judge each other's age from their body shape and neck skin, so they could only make such a judgment.

"Younger?"

Han Baiyi had an inexplicable smile on his face and stepped forward.

He has read the script, of course he knows who this green-robed monk is, according to the game setting, this is the contemporary abbot of Xianfeng Temple.

However, although it is contemporary, when he watched it in the game, he had already decayed into a skeleton, and his whole body was the same as the purple-clothed immortal peak master he had seen, with countless undead insects hanging on it.

Gus looked around, and the hall was empty, except for a majestic Buddha in front of him, which did not seem to be in ambush.

"Oo......oo Forgive me, Princesses of Changer......"

"The rest is only that girl......"

"It's lonely, isn't it...... It's lonely to live alone......"

Han Baiyi was smiling and looking like he wanted to negotiate one second ago, and the next second he directly cut your horse's bald head with a flash of knife!

"Lonely you Brother Jie!"

The black light swept through the door, but I saw that the green-robed old monk was motionless, and the blade was obviously cut off on the neck, but the palm felt empty, as if it was cut on cotton.

As soon as the knife fell, the green-robed old monk still sat firmly in place, as if he didn't feel anything.

"Huh? ...... You... Who is it? ”

"Come to this Xianfeng Temple...... What's the matter? ”

The old monk's voice was deep and slow, and every word seemed to be chiseled out of his throat, and his voice was hoarse without a trace of life.

Just these two sentences, I said it a minute faster.

As the old monk spoke slowly, the undead insects on his body also slowly wriggled with the vibration of his vocal cords.

It looks disgusting.

Han Baiyi frowned:

"I'm here to find the Venerable Immortal Peak."

"I'm here to find the Immortal Slash Worship."

"No... Die... ...... slash"

As he spoke, the old monk inhaled slowly, as if he was sniffing something.

At this time, Gus outside the hall gate also walked in, and when he saw the appearance of the old monk, his pupils shrank, but he didn't say a word.

"You...... It's Miko's ...... Chamberlain? ”

"No...... On you, the smell of dragon yin is very light......"

"You don't have ...... anymore Immortal power? ”

"That guy...... What are you doing......"

Han Baiyi listened to the old monk's speech and frowned.

The abbot of Xianfeng he had seen in the game didn't have this line.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Decayed?"

"Decay...... Of course, it's the Venerable Immortal Peak......"

His skin was all dry, clinging to his skull and almost rotting, his blood vessels had completely stopped beating, and in his hollow eye sockets, he could faintly see the undead crawling inside his body.

Such a head slowly turned until it was facing Han Baiyi.

Han Baiyi watched his movements closely, pressing his right hand on the knife.

He felt that something was not right.

"It's just ......"

The voice was old and low.

“...... I'm a fake. ”

It suddenly turned into an extremely sharp old woman's voice.

Han Baiyi's pupils shrank suddenly, and Gus, who was standing behind him, also felt that something was wrong, the big sword was slammed up, Han Baiyi's body was as fast as lightning, and he took a few steps back, opening up a distance of four or five meters.

However, in the blink of an eye, the green-robed old monk, who was still sitting in place and unable to move, burst straight up with faster and faster movements than him.

'Bang'

The futon under the seat exploded instantly, forming a cloud of dust.

The palm, which was almost rotten like a bone, opened and pressed on his head in just a moment, even if he opened a pair of spirit eyes, it was difficult to dodge, and the movement was so fast that Han Baiyi even had a sense of contrast that time was flowing slowly.

It was only at this point that Gus, who had been standing behind the green-robed old monk, would swing the giant sword past where he was sitting, but there was no one in place.

Look up.

Han Baiyi, who couldn't keep up with him no matter how he swung his sword, was pressed into the ground by the green-robed old monk at this time.

One move to kill.