The blind monk grabbed the crutches, waved his hand violently, flipped me to the ground, and said: "Boy, the flirting legs just now are good, but unfortunately, I have practiced the golden bell jar and iron cloth shirt!"

My hand was opened, and I saw the blind monk's pupils, dripping with blood.

"Where is this?"

I suddenly appeared in another dimension, this is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and in front of me there is a mountain made of corpses, reaching to the sky.

The smell of blood was so strong that I knew it was a fantasy, but it was so real! The smell of blood disgusted me, and I couldn't stand it.

I don't have a spell on my body now, and the True Yuan has been depleted and injured, and now the True Yuan is even rarer, and it is impossible to break the illusion!

"Now I can only hope for Li Feiyu!"

I sighed helplessly, then shook my head again, and sat cross-legged, closing my eyes.

And what about Li Feiyu? Of course, like me, he didn't last long.

"Now it's your turn!" The blind monk saw that I had been tricked by the illusion, fell to the ground, turned his head to look at Li Feiyu, a strange charm appeared in his hand, and he muttered silently in his mouth.

"The Holy Buddha enters the devil, there is no door to hell, purgatory can be entered, the Tao is ruthless, and the stars are reversed!"

The spell ignited a flame, and without waiting for the blind monk to make a move, he ran directly towards Li Feiyu, ready to kill with one blow!

The flames are close at hand, as long as they go further, Li Feiyu will turn to ashes, and he will never be able to live forever!

"Buzz!"

Li Feiyu opened his eyes, the flames had already been extinguished, and a blood hole appeared above the throat of the blind monk, and then ...... Blood splattered.

The blind monk covered his neck and fell to the ground, his eyes were full of despair and pleading, Li Feiyu saw the eyes of the blind monk, and did not want to be this rotten good person, but turned a blind eye.

The blind monk twitched on the ground, rolled his eyes, and was silent.

Li Feiyu looked up and found that his master was holding a chopstick, and there was not the slightest trace of blood on the chopsticks, but Li Feiyu knew that it was the uncle who did it!

Uncle turned his head to look at me who was slumped on the ground, shook his head helplessly, and motioned for Li Feiyu to carry me up.

Li Feiyu put me on his back, and then said to the uncle: "The blind monk is dead, do you have a way to know where Duan Yinyin and them are?"

The uncle walked next to the blind monk, squatted down, and pressed the blind monk's heavenly spirit with his hand, that is, the spiritual platform, the place where the soul lives, located in the center of the eyebrows.

Afterwards, the uncle began to recite some strange incantations: "The tomb is open to disasters in all directions, ghosts and gods are born to disturb the mortal world, the road of red dust is scattered, and the corpse is burned and the soul is probed!"

The uncle's fingers flowed blood, just at the center of the blind monk's eyebrows, and then turned to Li Feiyu and said, "Burn him and bury him in the soil, which is considered to be in the ground."

He crawled out of the soil, you must be careful, this guy doesn't know that he is a living dead who crawled out of that tomb, but it is not a climate, hurry up and burn it, and it will only be fine in half an hour.

Find me some pen and paper, I'm going to draw his soul, this guy can be resurrected infinitely if he has a soul, and by the way, crush his soul and get his memory.

And he is no longer as good as reincarnation, and it is a curse to keep it!"

Li Feiyu was very surprised, this blind monk was actually not a human being! He was actually a living dead man!

He did not dare to slack off, he had read about the living dead in ancient books.

The living dead, non-human, non-demon, non-ghost, non-immortal, non-demon, non-god, not entering the six realms of reincarnation, the power and true element are endless, because this kind of thing is not limited by the law!

Li Feiyu hurriedly did so, and also found a brush and some rice paper for the uncle, and put them in front of the uncle.

The uncle picked up the brush, spread the rice paper flat, his eyes were solemn, he dipped the pen with a little blood of the blind monk, and muttered: "Burn the corpse and draw the soul!"

After that, the uncle held his breath and danced the brush in his hand on the rice paper, never leaving the rice paper, because once the pen left the paper, it would fail!

It's about a minute, and the uncle is very skilled in painting the portrait of the blind monk, all in one go, without dragging mud and water.

The uncle shouted: "Burn the corpse and draw the soul, collect it!

The painting of the blind monk seemed to come to life, and began to move, and looked at his hand, and said in horror: "What's the matter? My soul, how can it be in such a hellish place?"

The uncle shouted heavily: "Bold Hell Xuan Monk!

This sound passed directly through the rice paper, reached another plane, and entered the ears of the blind monk, who shook violently, looked up and looked around, panicking.

He was also afraid of death!

Although no one dies in the palace, he has to die early and late. (Speaking of which, help me hold Wen Tianxiang's coffin down, I'm afraid he will come out to find me.) But who can not be afraid of death?

"I ...... I, I, I am guilty!" the blind monk hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, knocking so much that he was bleeding.

The uncle smiled, continued to use the true yuan to speak, and said, "Okay! Just know the guilt, give you a chance to make up for it! Tell me, where are the blood eagle and the two girls?"

The blind monk hurriedly spoke: "Under the sentry box, there is a secret passage under the table, where is the cellar, which was there before the playground was built, but it was not demolished. ”

The uncle smiled, didn't speak, took the rice paper off the table, tore it into pieces, took out the lighter, lit a cigarette for himself, and then burned the shredded paper by the way.

Li Feiyu couldn't wait, I also woke up at this time, learned the news, and hurriedly opened the cellar.

Sure enough, seeing that Ye Linglong Duan Yinyin was still free to be tied by chains, and now that he was unconscious, Li Feiyu hurriedly jumped down, ready to untie the chains, but was shocked by the powerful rebound force of the chains.

Li Feiyu gushed out a mouthful of blood and said, "This chain can't be opened!"

Uncle stepped forward to look, observed it carefully, and said with a smile: "No, this is the chain of artistic conception, which requires a strong artistic conception to unravel, and it must be an infinite artistic conception!"

Li Feiyu stood up and said to the uncle, "It can't be that only the Infinite Sword Saint can open it, right?"

I walked out at this time, took the chopsticks in the uncle's hand, flew out of the chopsticks, and directly chopped them, and then said lightly: "Wuji Kendo, Destruction Artistic Conception, Supreme Will, I have all three requirements, and I will hit with all my strength, I don't believe it......!"

The chains fell off, and I completely fainted, because just a pair of chopsticks had overdrawn my true essence and soul power, and the power of will.

When I woke up, I found myself in a hospital again, and my nose was filled with the smell of disinfectant water.

Ye Linglong looked at me from the side, saw that I was awake, and said to me, "You saved me?"

I tried to sit up and talk, but after a struggle, I gave up again, and now my body was too weak. can only lie down and speak: "Sort of, Uncle killed the blind monk, Li Feiyu helped a lot, I just made a little effort, and finally cut off the chains." ”

"Thank you, you actually used your own way to save us!"

"You're welcome, that's what should be done...... What do you say?

"The chain has the power to devour, and once it is forcibly broken, it will devour the Tao. ”

I clutched my stomach and looked pained.

Seeing this, Ye Linglong couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

I clutched my stomach, waved my hand, closed my eyes and said, "Let's go, don't talk to me, my liver hurts!"

Li Feiyu's mobile phone rang, and it was a message: "A week later, the class reunion, the mountain home hotel." ”

PS First Update.