Li Yanchu's eyes fell on the big dog.

The big dog raised by Zhang Ping, a monk in the southwest, has a fierce temperament, a huge size, and extremely soft fur.

From time to time, there will be a hint of human expression in his eyes, which seems to be very intelligent.

This reminded Li Yanchu not only of the big black in the Taoist temple, but also the evil and crazy smile on the big black face.

Compared to this big black dog, it seems to be a little more humane.

The big dog was very fast, and soon disappeared into the dark passage, barely making any sound when it ran on the ground.

Shenshan Zen Master and Yuan Yi Daoren also stopped, and seemed to trust this ordinary middle-aged man, Zhang Ping.

The feminine scholar Wang Yunting clasped his hands to his chest, and his eyes were a little disdainful.

It is said that he is the captain who touched the gold from the Eight Classics, and Zhang Ping's use of the big dog to explore the way can be regarded as questioning his professionalism.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Li Yanchu began to look at the people who went to the tomb this time, and the torches shone on everyone's faces, and they all looked a little uncertain.

At this time, a total of three Taoist temples and five temples came, each of which sent two people, and some disciples answered on it.

Then there is the Mr. Yin and Yang, Granny Chang, Wu Lao Ghost, Yan Chixiao, the feminine scholar Wang Yunting, the ferryman Hu Li, the southwest beast master Zhang Ping, and the immortal Mr. Ma.

Plus himself and Bai Hongtu.

There were twenty-six people in all.

About half a time later, the fierce dog ran back.

He barked a few times at Zhang Ping.

Zhang Ping's eyes showed a solemn look.

Suddenly, the torches in everyone's hands were extinguished!

The entire tomb was plunged into darkness.

Call!

Suddenly, there was a strong wind in my ears, and there was a strong fishy smell!

Something is running out!

The change came so suddenly.

All the torches were mysteriously extinguished at once, and the person's vision suddenly darkened, and it was only a flash before the wind appeared!

Li Yanchu slapped Tiangang's hand and slashed out in the direction where the wind came from.

A gas machine suddenly exploded in the air!

Bang!

There was a dull sound.

Several Buddhist monks suddenly recited the Buddha's name in their mouths, and the whole person was golden!

Suddenly the surrounding dark corridors were lit up.

As soon as Master Huizhen's body moved, he swept out sideways, rushing towards the depths of the dark corridor.

The practice of Buddhism played a crucial role at this time.

Very practical!

When everyone regained their eyesight, a middle-aged Taoist suddenly pointed ahead, with a look of surprise on his face.

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger, but found that Zhang Ping's fierce dog was missing.

And Zhang Ping himself was cut off by the waist, his intestines flowed all over the ground, and his face showed a terrified expression.

A chill arose in everyone's hearts.

Zhang Ping was killed!

Shout!

A black shadow struck, directly swept a monk and dragged him back!

Rumble!

The Zen Master of Shenshan suddenly slapped a palm, and a golden flame of light appeared out of thin air, directly hitting the black shadow.

There was a snorting sound and white smoke coming out!

The strange sound suddenly disappeared and fell silent.

As if everything was just an illusion.

The torches were lit again, this time I don't know if it was an illusion, and the place where the flame lit seemed to be even smaller.

Zhang Ping's body was torn apart and mutilated.

Even if the beast control vein is not good at fighting, in front of a group of cultivators, killing people silently still makes people shudder.

This means that something in the dark is enough to threaten everyone's life!

Li Yanchu's eyes were as sharp as knives, and at this time, I was afraid that there was more than one evil thing staring at them.

Zhang Ping was torn apart, but the monk was swept away by the black shadow, obviously two different ways of attacking.

Master Huizhen chased him out, I'm afraid he chased the evil thing that killed Zhang Ping at the beginning.

At the same time, Li Yanchu's gaze swept over the cultivators present and performed the technique of looking at qi.

There is another possibility.

Zhang Ping was killed in an instant, not by an evil object from outside, but at the hands of the cultivators in the team.

Looking at these cultivators with unique skills, the Qi Hope Technique made Li Yanchu's eyes sting a little.

The qi in each person is strong and different.

At least seven or eight people present set their eyes on Li Yanchu, and they were obviously sensitive.

"Qi Lookout."

The Taoist who had used the copper coin sword suddenly spoke, and his words were a little surprised.

"I didn't expect anyone to know this spell now."

Li Yanchu was stunned when he heard this, he was not very familiar with these fellow Daoists.

"Is the spell recorded in the Huang Ting Dao Sutra too mysterious?"

A thought flashed through his mind, he originally thought that the Qi Hope Technique was a common spell for Taoist cultivators.

Sure enough, the Taoist priests of these Taoist temples looked at Li Yanchu's eyes and changed a little.

I thought it was a little-known disciple of the Little Taoist Temple, but I didn't expect that there would be this long-lost method of looking at qi.

Li Yanchu's gaze fell on a monk of ordinary stature, and he suddenly frowned.

This monk seems to be unremarkable and can easily be overlooked.

It's the most common kind of monk dress.

It's not too old, about forty years old, and he has a more modest and stable appearance.

But this person was surrounded by a bloody aura.

According to the records of the Qi Hope Technique, the Blood Evil Qi is different from the Blood Light, which means that he has bad luck and has the Bloody Light Disaster.

And the bloody aura means that the person has just been contaminated with blood, that is, killing someone or something.

Previously, when Li Yanchu was in the house of Wuling San's house, when he caught Ding Song Yi of that family, he used the technique of looking at qi to see the bloody qi on Song Yi's body.

Li Yanchu walked over and said to the monk, "What is this master's name?" ”

In this demon eradication conference, there were the most Buddhist monks, and Li Yanchu couldn't remember the name of this monk.

This person is too ordinary to have any characteristics.

The middle-aged monk bowed slightly and said, "The poor monk is perceptive, I don't know what the Taoist master has to say?" ”

"Master of Understanding, I don't know why you want to kill Zhang Ping?" Li Yanchu got straight to the point.

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar.

"What nonsense are you talking about! How could my junior brother kill Zhang Ping? A slightly chubby middle-aged monk rebuked angrily.

There are two people from each temple, and these two people are obviously from the same temple.

Li Yanchu's eyes were like knives, nailed to the middle-aged monk's enlightened face, and said in a deep voice: "Tearing the living apart in an instant, I'm afraid this is not a Buddhist method, who are you?" ”

The enlightened monk was stunned, shook his head and said, "The poor monk doesn't know what the Taoist chief is talking about. ”

At this time, Shenshan Zen Master walked over, this highly respected Buddhist monk, his eyes fell on Li Yanchu and the enlightened monk.

The look was solemn.

(End of chapter)