After the Mo family's body swelled and contracted suddenly, his skin and flesh diffused a ghostly aura.

His fingernails and skin glands, as well as the pores of his body, were stretched open.

In the blink of an eye, his body expanded several times and stood tall between heaven and earth.

The next moment! A crack formed, shattering a few fragments.

Moment! The sky was cut open, and black stars fell from overhead.

The Mo family's thousand machines directly affected the entire area, including the huge pores that cracked on the top of the head.

Countless evil qi fell from a high altitude downward......

Chen Ming rolled over and hid under the huge rib-like monster.

Dodged intense trauma from the top of the head, and direct attacks that could not be escaped.

He pressed his chest lightly, feeling a cloudy breath in his nose.

At this time, after panting slightly, he looked at the Mo family Qianji who was already unrecognizable and completely unrecognizable at the top of his head.

The evil spirit in his chest seemed to sense something, "Could this be what he was?" It doesn't look like a human at all! ”

Chen Ming guessed the evil spirit, what did it mean?

I saw that the huge steel wall actually protected the guy who stuck his body into the huge bronze bell.

He turned his head sideways and rolled out of it, and then the Mo family's body collapsed.

The moment the huge body fell downward, the Mo family Qianji chased after it again.

The Dementor Sword thrust into the ground, and the black-and-gray miasma spread forward in vertical strips, cutting through the sky, slicing everything.

But when he saw that it was the big bell again, he intercepted it in front of him......

However, the miasma of black ash drilled directly out of the soil at the moment.

Inside the vat, the black ash flames burned, and a sharp roar was heard, "My ...... Yes!!!! ”

Then the bell, which was burned black and red and dyed with a layer of blood, slowly trembled a few times, and then disappeared in an instant.

In the twinkling of an eye! The Mo family put away the knife, took out the ghost cloth bag, and approached forward.

He could feel that there was still a breath of home in the clock.

Although the Mo family Qianji avoided the collision with the bell head-on through strange means, he instead drilled out of the ground and killed one by surprise.

But this guy is definitely not as simple as the Eighteen Arhat Bronze Man.

Sure enough, when the Mo family Qianji approached, he instantly felt a burst of pressure coming from the back vertebrae.

But when he turned around, he saw only a blood-red blade piercing the man's throat.

Click! After twisting, with the demon monk's vocal cords, it exploded with a bang!

The blood-colored waves hit the face of the Mo family.

The man in the black and white robe and dressed as a scholar felt a burst of annoyance, "Do you have to splash blood-red things on my face?" It's disgusting...... Xiaosheng can't stand ......"

Chen Ming snorted lightly and said with a little teasing: "I can't see it...... I thought that the guy who could become one of those sky-devouring monsters wouldn't be disgusted with these clutters? ”

Mo Jia Qianji, who had an evil smile at the corner of his mouth, scratched his head, and then ripped off a small piece of skin and flesh from the scalp behind him.

At this moment, Chen Ming widened his eyes and saw a charred corpse inside, revealing an evil smile.

When Chen Ming saw his body scorched by the black flames, his face suddenly burst into shock.

Looking at the golden Buddha who fell to the ground, he was indeed the one who attacked him before.

But at this moment, the Mo family's thousand machines gave the young man a sense of danger.

Chen Ming's eyes were fixed on the skin, and after being burned black, the face that slowly lost its flesh color and lost all its hair, "What are you doing?" Do you also like to play self-immolation for fun and enjoy extreme torture? ”

Chen Ming knew the hobby of these monks, torturing the soul and the body in exchange for pleasure.

For them, the so-called hard work is just a strange kind of drug.

The blood-red bronze man who fell to the ground was also burned red, and there was a pile of dirt on it to cover the hole.

However, just as Chen Ming slowly raised his head, he saw the Mo family's Qianji and handed over a mirror composed of black and white evil qi.

At this moment, the young man's eyes also widened, looking at his face.

After the small half of the face slowly fell, the flesh inside was revealed, and the flesh festered into a strange appearance.

Chen Ming stared at himself in the black and white mirror, "How could I become such an ugly appearance?" Where the hell is my dough......"

At this moment, the Mo family also felt a burst of surprise.

Just now when he was exerting his power, he noticed a strange appearance in his skin.

It's as if that face of oneself is no longer part of the body.

The Mo family thought about something, as if he and Chen Ming had just woken up from the shattered dream of confusion.

There are blood-red silk threads hanging from the back of the ear.

I want to tear off the cheeks of the two of them, and now I want to ...... I am afraid that it was a foreshadowing laid by these monks a long time ago.

But the dough that had fallen to the ground had long since disappeared, like a monk who had turned into a rotten object under his feet, lost in the dirt.

Inside the black and blue marble and broken ground, some insects were dented.

Like a colony that decomposes everything, it sticks to the body and the wreckage.

After Chen Ming exhaled lightly, he saw that the Mo family Qianji had no skin and was full of fiery and charred black flesh, "This situation looks disgusting, is it possible that you can only maintain a half-dead appearance?" ”

Chen Ming didn't really care too much about his appearance, after all, he was in the gambling hall before, and he dismembered and assembled again.

In the midst of a pile of rotten blood, there is no human appearance at all.

Anyway, after getting rid of the fantasy dream and ghost realm, everything will return to the same as before, but the spirit is tired.

But he was afraid that half of his face would be torn off, and it was a trap set by those monks.

It's a ruse that you can't escape and dodge by yourself......

At this time, the Mo family Qianji did not answer his head in a hurry, and after deflecting, he saw the bottom of the huge pagoda.

The open rosewood door exudes a strange black aura with a phantom.

At that moment, several monks in purple and red robes stepped out of it, and they slowly walked to the center of the hall with brooms.

Sweep down a pile of debris and flow it over the open space in front of the temple.

I saw the sweeping monk in the distance at this moment calling out, "Senior brother! The time for chanting is coming soon...... What are you two doing outside? ”

Chen Ming and Mo Jia Qianji's brows were slightly furrowed.

However, their eyebrows, long since been carried by the rotting flesh, fell to the ground together.

Now it was like a living corpse with a body, just when Chen Ming wanted to draw his knife, directly chop up the ghost sweeping monk, and kill it......

But seeing that the Mo family stopped him, the current Chen Ming is becoming more and more like an evil spirit in his chest that can only be violent.

The Mo family was able to perceive the ethereal and ethereal nature of the other party's life through the book of life and death in his hand.

It's not a powerful ghost, it's more like an ordinary ant, or a defenseless little monk.

The little ghost who spread out just now, and the information he brought back, did not feel strong hostility and anger from the other party's ten feelings and eight sufferings.

It seemed that he was really the other party's senior brother, but after seeing that the Mo family Qianji was calm, he sneered, "Why be in a hurry, let's take a look first...... What kind of slippery are these monks doing? ”

The young man didn't make too many verbal rebuttals, but Chen Ming had a hint of displeasure on his face.

After all, he saw the shabby monks around him, swimming in the atmosphere of the hall one after another, like ghosts.

There was no sound of stampede, just like a few blood-red tentacles, swimming underneath......

Chen Ming guessed that these guys were probably inhuman creatures.

However, the Mo family is not tired of this situation of being surrounded by many ghosts.

He turned his head and smiled at the robe on Chen Ming's body, "Pretty good clothes?" Quite worthy of you......"

On Chen Ming's face, there was a trace of cold suppression.

Then he exhaled slowly, and he saw the incense swimming around, and the incense was still being held by an invisible ghost.

Chen Ming couldn't see the ghosts dragging incense, as if they were just empty air masses, and there was no definite figure.

At this time, the young man walked towards the end of the incense, trying to get close to the huge Buddha hall.

But I felt the invisible pressure and pushed myself back.

With the group of monks marching, they ran to the wing room on the left.

In the twinkling of an eye! The rumbling sound obscured his hearing.

In the eyes...... When it was cloudy.

He and the Mo family Qianji were separated again, and Chen Ming looked at the coarse linen clothes and shook them in front of him.

Rotten black dog, falling from the ceiling.

At this moment, a strange Buddha reached out and pinched the black dog, and then only heard a whining sound.

The black dog no longer had any breath, and when Chen Ming looked at the steaming steamer, there was a trace of distress in his eyes, "Could it be that this is the so-called wine and meat through the intestines, and the Buddha left it in his heart?" ”

Chen Ming was forced to sit in it in order to avoid the suspicion of these stinky monks as much as possible.

He didn't want to be angry or unusual, and be surrounded by these guys.

He sat on the broken bench that belonged to him, and there were many black and rusty steamers in front of him, slowly opening......

The bottom layer of graphite, which stored a few pieces of rotten meat wrapped in a ball, and a few pieces of crispy flesh in it showed a bloody color, which was a half-cooked meat ball.

After Chen Ming reached out and pinched it, he felt that the flesh felt very weird, as if he was pinching a ball of cotton.

A hint of anger appeared in Chen Ming's eyebrows, "I'm very familiar with this thing, it's the meat balls that were sewn on the tree before, it seems that these demon monks ...... not only swallow its soul, but also eat its flesh. ”

Chen Ming naturally couldn't have eaten this lump of flesh and blood, and was about to stuff it under the corner of the table on the bottom edge of the table.

I felt a strange gaze cast on......

But he found that his hand, just stretched down, and instantly felt some soft blood line clumps, wrapped around the elbow.

The tongue spit out by the evil spirit in the chest cavity was slightly torn apart, and the tongue with spikes cut the layer of flesh.

Swallowed whole into the position of the eyes......

At that moment, a blood-red face appeared in his eyes.

The evil spirit was so satisfied that he chewed the rotten meat in his mouth, and laughed wildly, "Hahaha! Delicious...... Delicious......"

Chen Ming was amazed by the evil spirit's actions...... You may be killed for yourself.

When forcing the surrounding ghosts to be evil, retaliating, attacking, or rejecting the trauma of oneself.

But he found that these monks were shouting as loudly as himself.

The blood foam between their mouths and the yellowed cavities jumped out along with the chewing bones and rotten flesh.

On top of their flesh, one by one, after the skin fell downward.

The mutilated skin gradually becomes strange and abnormal.

At this time, Chen Ming looked at the group of crazy guys around him, and couldn't guess what these bastards were doing......

Then Chen Ming's gaze looked over their bodies, looking past tense......

I also saw half of the face of an evil spirit, mutilated on the skin.

At this moment, the evil spirit in Chen Ming's chest trembled again, and it seemed that Chen Ming was because of the evil spirit remaining in his body.

In some cases, they have a lot in common with these guys.

But all the guys around him are the remnants of their bodies that have been controlled by this kind of ghostly evil spirit.

Only I can barely stay awake......

I'm afraid that the true appearance of these demon monks is not much different from the sins in their own bodies.

Chen Ming took a deep breath, and a cold light shot out of his eyebrows, "Thank you!" If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I'd have just become a ...... They reject and erase the object, right? ”