"Moo!"

Hei Biao suddenly let out an earth-shattering whistling, like a cow moo, but a hundred times more majestic than a cow moo.

It's like the Buddha sitting on the seat of Sumeru, preaching the Dharma, and the sound is like thunder.

Convex, what the do you know a foreign language?

Lin Mosheng complained.

But the next moment, the yin wind stirred in the thick of the night.

Wisps of yin spirits turned into shapes, wrapped in the yin wind, turning into distorted human faces.

If you look closely at the faces of these people, they are the monks who have just been killed by Hei Biao.

They are greedy and angry, they are miserable, they laugh wickedly.

It turned into a thick black mist and surrounded Shanglin Mosheng.

Since they are all dead, why is Lin Mosheng still alive, they want Lin Mo to live and die!

Fight for the tigers!

Legend has it that those killed by the tiger will be imprisoned by the tiger, and they will not be able to reincarnate and will resent the evil spirit, so they will seduce other humans to feed the tiger.

Lin Mosheng's eyes narrowed slightly.

Hei Biao bound the human ghost he killed and turned it into his own ghost.

The spiritual coercion brought by the ghost was like a chain, binding his limbs, trying to nail him in place!

Black Biao is not far behind!

Lin Mosheng looked at the ghost who grabbed his hands and feet, his eyes were round, his tongue was against the palate, he was standing with an eight-pole pile, and his mouth was spitting thunder.

I'm not afraid if you live, but will I be afraid when you die?

Since you are looking for death, then kill again!

"Spend 500 good deeds, your Tiger Cannon Fist is increased to LV2, and the corresponding attributes are increased, strength +0.5, constitution +0.5, speed +0.5."

"Spend 1000 good deeds, your Tiger Cannon Fist is increased to LV3, and the corresponding attributes are increased, strength +0.5, constitution +0.5, speed +0.5."

"Spend 2000 good deeds, your Guliu Muay Thai is increased to LV4, and the corresponding attributes are increased, strength +1, constitution +1, speed +1."

Lin Mosheng's good deeds bottomed out in an instant, and his three attributes of strength and physical agility also skyrocketed by 6 points.

The blood qi quickly recovered and climbed, and the terrifying physical power was directly reflected into reality.

In the eyes of the ghosts, Lin Mosheng's blood and qi rose, and his heart beat strongly, like a war hammer, and the fiery qi and blood turned into substance, like a burning flame, igniting the night!

"Ahh

"Help!"

These newly formed Yin Ghosts couldn't stand the terrifying qi and blood at all, and bright red flames lit up and down their bodies, and the abundant yang energy was like gunpowder, directly igniting their souls.

Although the ghost suffered heavy casualties, Hei Biao didn't care anymore, it had already caught Lin Mosheng!

Tiger claws arrived.

But this time it's a different story.

The power of 15 points made Lin Mosheng leap again, even if it was not as good as Hei Biao, but it was enough to be tough!

The muscles and muscles on Lin Mosheng's arms were like dragons and snakes rising to land, and his body was like a war elephant, rushing into the arms of a tiger.

The arms were like hoops, and when they stirred hard, even the solid tiger bones made a clattering and shattering sound.

Hei Biao was in pain, and his eyes were surging wildly.

The terrifying tiger's mouth opened, and the twenty-centimeter tiger teeth were like four daggers, piercing Lin Mosheng's shoulder, and if this bite was solid, it could bite off half of Lin Mosheng's body.

But at this moment, a pair of ghost hands suddenly poked out from above, blindfolding Hei Biao's eyes.

The ghost girl's eyes were full of hatred and pain, although Hei Biao and Lin Mosheng's blood and qi brought her no less impact than those ghosts.

But she was nourished by the incense of Luang Po, and her spirit body became stronger.

Now don't blindfold Hei Biao like your life, just to give Lin Mosheng a chance to win!

Lin Mosheng took advantage of Hei Biao's loss of vision, raised his right shoulder, and rushed to Hei Biao's jaw.

Click.

Hei Biao's jaw shattered, and hot tiger blood splattered.

But Lin Mosheng's fists won't stop.

LV4's Guliu Muay Thai and LV4's Bajiquan turned Lin Mosheng into a killing machine.

Twelve arms were swung out, and every punch, elbow, and leg hit Black Biao's massive body.

The terrifying darkness penetrated the thick fur and struck at Hei Biao's fragile internal organs.

Bang bang bang sound sounded one after another, and Lin Mosheng's fist shadow flew up, as if carrying this black biao, from this side to that side.

In the end, the dark energy completely detonated in Hei Biao's body, sending its huge body flying four meters away and crashing into the three-meter-high relic.

The boulder rolled down and fell on Hei Biao's body, it stared at Lin Mosheng deadly, and spat out blood and fragments of internal organs in its mouth.

Hei Biao died, and the tigers around him were also about to move, and they looked at Lin Mosheng.

This human is now like the end of a crossbow.

The power of his instantaneous burst was terrifying, but it was almost beyond the limit of his body's endurance, and blood continued to drip from his mouth and nose.

The whole person is like a machine that can't be stopped at all.

Although his body was severely damaged, Lin Mosheng laughed heroically, walked up to Hei Biao step by step, and stared at the dying beast seriously, "I won!" ”

As Lin Mosheng's words fell, Hei Biao closed his eyes unwillingly, and blood gushed out from the seven orifices, and after a while, it gathered into a pool of blood, exuding a scorching aura.

In the night, one by one the fierce tigers opened their amber eyes, tiptoeing, and tried to get closer to Lin Mosheng who was standing in the middle.

Lin Mosheng casually ripped off his shirt that had become a rag, looked at the 3,000 points of good deeds that had increased again, and grinned.

He didn't care about the fierce tigers around him, and squatted down on his own, his palm against the tiger's blood.

"Spend 1000 merits, choose the totem [Tiger], and the shaman totem will be upgraded to LV2."

The tiger's blood was like thick ink converging, as if it was alive, winding up from Lin Mosheng's palm, turning into a hideous tiger head.

At this time, a few bits of golden light suddenly flashed in the original ink-like tiger blood.

Lin Merson's system is also changing rapidly.

"Affected by the relics, the shamanic totem has undergone unknown changes."

Relic, Lin Mosheng turned his head to look at the sandalwood box that was broken by his own foot.

The change in the system also ended in an instant.

"Your Shaman's Totem Tiger LV1 fuses the relics and transforms into Totem Buddha Fuhu LV2, your Strength Attribute +1, Agility Attribute +1, Constitution Attribute +1, Perception Attribute +1, Spiritual Attribute +1."

"You have comprehended one of the six words of the mantra [moo]."

In the inky tiger blood, a little golden light flickered, coiling around Lin Mosheng's back, turning into a dark golden Buddha.

The Buddha's eyebrows and eyes are lowered, his twelve arms are like lotus flowers, blooming one after another, and the black tiger under the seat is hideous, overlooking the six sentient beings.

Call.

Lin Mosheng didn't have time to check the changes in the totem technique for the time being, he slowly stood up and looked at the group of tigers that had already surrounded him.

Stretching out his fists and smiling, "Which of you is going to come up and give it a try?" ”

The tigers roamed around, their tourmaline-like eyes twinkling in the night, and they seemed to be ready to make a move on the clear and translucent eyes of Lin Mosheng and the Buddha sitting upright behind him.

"Moo."

A magnificent chanting sounded, reverberating in the small tiger house.

The tigers hesitated for a moment, then took a step back, crouched down, and wagged their tails.