Everyone went up the mountain all the way, without any obstruction, and came to the gate of Foguang Temple very easily.

The temple door of Zhu Qi was wide open, and it seemed that he was waiting for Lu Yu and his party to enter.

Wang Yecheng's heart suddenly had no bottom at this time, if the people of Foguang Temple learned that they were coming, they were so frightened that they ran away, he didn't feel anything.

But these people's fearless appearance instantly made him feel a little retreating in his heart.

I'm afraid it's not confident, and I'm not afraid of the people of the Imperial Ghost Division coming to the door.

Just when Wang Yecheng hesitated, Lu Yu had already strode in, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw more than a dozen monks standing neatly at the door of the main hall, looking at him with unkind eyes.

Lu Yu looked at the neat dozen bald heads with a smile and said:

"Masters, the Buddha said to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot, if you give up resistance, the Imperial Ghost Division promises to spare your life, how about it?"

Hearing this, the burly monk standing at the front shouted angrily: "This should be said by me, if you all kneel on the ground and beg for mercy now, maybe I will leave you with a whole corpse!" ”

At this time, Wang Yecheng also walked in with the people of the Imperial Ghost Division, and when he saw the burly monk for the first time, he couldn't help but exclaim:

"Wu Zhao, it's you?"

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that there would be people who remember my Wu Zhao's name, it seems that I can't let you go today!" The burly monk named Wu Zhao laughed and said, "With so many elites of the Imperial Ghost Division, after the Venerable has devoured them all, maybe he will be able to get rid of the shackles immediately." ”

When Wang Yecheng heard this, his face was gloomy to the extreme.

"Even if you turn to ashes, I can recognize you, when you killed more than a dozen companions who completed the task together for your own selfish interests, I will personally take off your head today to pay tribute to the soul of the year!"

Wu Zhao laughed and said: "It is not yet known who killed the deer, although let the horse come!" ”

As soon as the words fell, as soon as his hand was raised, a string of white Buddhist beads was sprinkled towards everyone.

When the white Buddha beads were still in mid-air, they quickly turned into miserable white skeletons holding swords, and the moment they landed, they rushed towards Lu Yu and the others.

And the dozen or so bald monks behind him also showed their ghost weapons and launched an attack.

For a while, the entire temple immediately lit up with colorful brilliance.

Lu Yu didn't care about these at all, he was carrying a baseball bat in his hand, and walked directly towards the big locust tree in the backyard.

At this time, Wu Zhao also noticed Lu Yu, and with a wave of his big hand, seven or eight miserable white skeletons rushed towards Lu Yu.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

After seeing a few black stick shadows, the miserable white skeleton was casually beaten into a pile of bone shelves by Lu Yu like fragile porcelain, and the bone frames trembled a few times on the ground, as if they wanted to reassemble together.

But after a few attempts, it completely turned into a pile of dry bones.

Seeing this, Wu Zhao showed a look of surprise on his face, this string of thirty-six skeleton Buddha beads was a ghost weapon given to him by His Holiness.

Each Buddha bead can be transformed into a skeleton comparable to a fifth-order ghost.

And after being scattered, he can recover quickly, very strong, since he has this string of Buddhist beads, he has been a rare opponent among the ghost hunters of the same level, but he didn't expect to be dissolved by the young man in front of him today.

I thought that this time, the main force of the Ghost Protector Division would be a few sixth-order ghost masters led by Wang Yecheng and Song Jun.

After all, the former is the director of the Huai'an City Ghost Control Division, and the latter has the title of the strongest ghost master of the sixth order in Jiangning Province, but now, Wu Zhao feels that the young man in front of him is even more difficult.

Although Wu Zhao was a sixth-order ghost master, the ghost weapon in his hand was also extremely powerful.

But after all, there were many people in the Imperial Ghost Division, and when they encountered a freak like Lu Yu, Wu Zhao's men immediately suffered casualties, and the group retreated while fighting, until they retreated to the big locust tree in the backyard.

As soon as the people of the Imperial Oniji Division entered the backyard, they were attracted by the huge locust tree.

During the day, when Song Jun and a few people came, the tree was still lush, but they didn't have the same ghost eyes as Lu Yu, and they couldn't see the truth clearly, but now, everyone saw it.

This leafy locust tree is really a ghost tree.

In every leaf, a ghostly glow imprisons a soul howling in pain, and the sight of a blackened trunk and fangs and claws makes people shudder.

However, the most bizarre thing is that such a gloomy ghost locust tree exudes full of vitality, and there is no trace of death at all.

Wu Zhao looked at the people in the Imperial Ghost Division, and said with a crazy smile:

"That's it, now you all die!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Before he could finish speaking, the dirt in the backyard exploded, and thick tree roots broke through the soil.

"Ahh Help me! ”

"What the hell!"

"Be careful, don't get entangled in these roots, back off!"

"Director save me, save me, I don't want to die!"

The speed of the roots of the tree is very fast, and the moment it breaks through the soil, it rushes towards the people of the Imperial Ghost Division, and some people avoid it, and they are pierced through the body in an instant, and they are sucked dry in just a moment, turning into a pair of dry bones, and they don't even have time to scream.

Others were directly wrapped around their ankles and dragged into the dirt by the roots of the trees.

For a while, everyone in the Imperial Ghost Division suddenly became a mess, and exclamations and screams came and went.

Seeing the tragic situation of everyone, Wu Zhao's face showed a very crazy laugh, exactly the same as he imagined, as long as the Venerable made a move, the people of the Imperial Ghost Division were no different from the local chickens and dogs.

But soon the smile on his face disappeared slightly.

Because Lu Yu turned into a ghostly black shadow at this moment, shuttling back and forth between the members of the Imperial Ghost Division, I saw that his hand was raised and fell, and the roots of the trees that were as hard as gold and iron were cut to the ground.

When the roots of these trees are cut off, black blood will flow out, and the stench will be so foul that the weaker ghost hunters will immediately start to get dizzy when they smell it.

The severed roots of the tree also writhed on the ground like earthworms, and it looked extremely infiltrating.

"All the people below the sixth order are withdrawn!" Lu Yu ordered loudly.

Originally, he didn't expect these people to be able to help, he just begged them to deal with these fake monks, but now it seems that the difficulty of this ghost locust tree is still beyond his expectations.

There's no need for these ghost hunters to stay in the backyard anymore.

"Boom!"

At this moment, I don't know if it was because Lu Yu cut off the roots of the tree, or if he saw that there was a ghost protector who wanted to escape, the ghost locust tree seemed to be angry, and the entire Foguang Temple began to shake violently.

With a bang, a huge tree root with a diameter of half a meter and a length of about ten meters broke through the ground.

This huge tree root was like a thick whip, whistling towards Lu Yu with the whistling sound of breaking the wind.