The book continued again, and said that an hour ago, Duanmu Jing entered the Xiangji Temple alone, in order to drag the three hundred Chang'an monks, broke the second "Jade Mirror Treasure Vase", and summoned a ghost, which was his teacher "Zhengsu".

The first seat of the Dharma Hall recognized the ethereal face, and was stunned, and when he looked closely, the ghost didn't seem to have any intelligence, just floating in the air sluggishly.

As soon as he was stunned, a heavy sword was already floating in front of him, and the sharp sword light had cut through his face.

"Flash!"

Li Bingtao's sword was horizontal, blocking in front of him. The two swords fought together, and there was a flash of lightning.

Young Master Guo fought with strength, but Li Bing was difficult to resist, so he had to hold the sword with both hands before he pushed the heavy sword an inch away.

Fortunately, Young Master Guo is just an ordinary heavy sword in his hand, if he uses the "Cloud Choking Heavy Sword", Li Bing will not be able to catch this move no matter what.

The first seat of the Dharma Hall also reacted very quickly, and after dodging sideways, his arm reached Li Bing's waist, and the sword in his hand stabbed at Young Master Guo.

Young Master Guo took a step back, his body changed abruptly, he turned around and kicked it, Li Bing crossed his arms, blocked his chest, and resisted a blow.

The two of them on this side are on par with the Soul Fighting of the Choking Cloud Sword, and on the other side, the three hundred monks and the overwhelming ghosts are also inseparable.

Originally, it wasn't a powerful thing, but under the summons of the Yin Wind, it went forward and followed, and it was inexhaustible to kill, and it was difficult to get out.

Most of the three hundred monks present were masters of magic, and they were okay to deal with ghosts, but if they wanted to defeat Duanmu Jing, they had to rely on foreign kung fu.

The truth of capturing the thief and capturing the king first is not only understood by Li Binghe and the first seat of the Dharma Hall.

Several magic masters stood by the nearby warrior monks, helping them temporarily resist the powerful ghosts, and four more people were free to join the battle in the center of the courtyard.

Four people pounced from different directions, one with a vajra staff, one with a crescent shovel, one with a bull's head pestle, and the other with a long fist.

Originally, he wanted to help Li Bing solve the sword soul of the choking cloud first, but before the four of them arrived, a cyan spear with a length of five feet swept out a fan shape towards the three of them, and stabbed four times in a row, blocking the four people in the center of the courtyard, and they could not take half a step in the thunder pool.

The long-fisted monk couldn't dodge it, and was pierced through the chest by a spear, and his body hung on the top of the spear.

The ghost of the green face industry picked up the spear on his head, and with a wave of his hand, he threw the monk two feet away, fell to the ground, and turned around. His head tilted, his body suddenly relaxed, and a pool of blood overflowed from his back, and he was out of breath on the spot.

Although the people on both sides have resorted to mastery and do not hide their secrets, most of them are still only in the realm of magic. Now that the True Buddha Sect has really seen blood on the pure ground, it can be seen that it is already fighting for life, which is another way to say.

There was no time to take care of the long-fisted monk, and the shovel monk had a simple look, and the other two people understood.

On the left, a set of "bull head ten broken" stick method, facing the enemy head-on, the momentum is strong and heavy, one move is heavier, attracting most of the attention of the blue-faced ghost.

On the right side of the road "Dafan Vajra" with the "twenty-two ways to retreat from the Arhat swimming palm", close to the fast attack, one move faster than one move, although not strong, but the entangled green-faced karmic ghost is constantly distracted, and the bull-headed monk can not use all his strength.

Under the attack of the two monks, the shovel-wielding monk got a gap, and a sliding shovel drilled through the crotch of the one-foot-tall body of the green-faced ghost. Slap one palm on the ground, rebound with the force, stabilize the body, kick a step, step on the back of the green-faced ghost with his left foot, step on his shoulder with his right foot, and jump high.

He raised his hands above his head, gathered ten percent of his strength, and the blade of the crescent shovel in his hand was exposed, and slashed down at the back of the blue-faced ghost's head.

"Break it for me!"

"Boom!"

This all-out move was actually resisted by the blue-faced ghost. Another pair of cyan arms, suddenly growing out of its shoulders, holding the same cyan spear, stood in front of the crescent shovel out of thin air.

The blue-faced ghost turns into four arms, facing the enemy in front and back.

After receiving a move from the shovel monk, it immediately returned the gun, a gun flower, fierce and sick.

The shovel-wielding monk's instinctive body leaned back, flipped in the air, and struck an upside-down golden bell to dodge the head of the spear, the spear brushing the edge of his eyebrow, leaving a knuckle-length wound.

Before he could hit the ground, the long sword stabbed again, and the change of moves was so fast that even the spear masters of many years could not reach it.

The shovel monk was in the air, unable to move, his feet were clamped, and he just took advantage of the situation to stand on the shoulder of the spear, and changed his hand to fight back.

The green-faced ghost was entangled in the front by the bull-headed monk, and the other spear was caught between the feet of the shovel monk and could not move, and there was no means to resist.

The wheel is sharp, and the full force of the crescent shovel of the third grade in the hands of the high monk, even if it is split on the rock, it has to be cut into two.

But this trick was exhausted, and although the crescent shovel knocked on the shoulder of the blue-faced ghost, it could never go further. Stuck between the flesh and bones of the shoulder, you can't get in or out.

The Buddhist monk struck with all his might, but he only broke the skin and flesh, is this karmic ghost really steel and iron bones?

Li Binghe was dragged by Young Master Guo, and the warrior monks who came to help him couldn't help the green-faced ghosts; for a while, Duanmu Jing had another vacancy, and the "eight-headed" ghost face sail in his hand waved again.

"Heavenly Heroic Spirits, Sacrifice for Sacrifice! Ghost Disciple Duanmu Jing, Respectfully Invite the Three Realms Karma Ghosts to Descend!

The second human skin thangka opened his mouth again, greedily sucking the ghosts of the heavens.

"Respectfully, please Eclipse the Ghost of Yingye!"

Duanmu Jing used the same move as before, his index finger drew a pattern on the front of the ghost face sail, and slapped his palm on the sail, and the second human skin flew out of the ghost face sail and hung in the air.

The thin human skin gradually swelled into a human shape, and the black yin qi gave birth to muscles and bones for it, and the face was slowly vicious.

It is also a blue-faced fang, red-haired and long-eared, and under the chest and back as strong as the green-faced ghost, there is a thin waist, and the square abdominal muscles are arranged in four horizontal and two vertical, with sharp edges and corners.

He held the double yue, and with just one move, he forced in front of Li Bing, which was much faster than the blue-faced ghost.

After the second karmic ghost was recruited, Duanmu Jing still didn't stop.

The ghost face sail in his hand waved in the yin wind, and the third person's face came alive again, and he just took a mouthful of the ghost, and it deflated again in an instant.

Even if Duanmu Jingtian is a genius, after all, his age is limited, and after the nine-headed ghost face sail is cast to the second layer, it will be difficult to take a step.

A golden light in the hand of Puding, the abbot of Xiangji Temple, swept away a group of evil ghosts, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he looked at the changes on the nine-headed ghost's face sail.

But a moment later, the momentum of the "Wonderful Law Lotus Seal" in Duanmu Jing's hand made him shudder.

"With my mortal body, I worship the ghosts and heroes. Please lend me the power of the nose!"

The heroic soul of the Zen Master, who was originally floating in the air, seemed to be inspired, and floated down to Duanmu Jing's back and merged into his body.

"Whew~!"

A supreme aura emanated from his body, blowing his clothes in the wind.

Duanmu Jing looked up again, his eyes red, his hair loose, and his skin dark—exactly the same as when Guo Gongzi first appeared in Xiangji Temple.

He glanced at his pitch-black arm, and suddenly laughed wildly: "Hahahaha, see who else of you can stop me!"

"Heavenly Heroic Spirits, Sacrifice for Sacrifice! Ghost Disciple Duanmu Jing, Respectfully Invite the Three Realms Karma Ghosts to Descend!

"Respectfully, Xuanfeng Karma Ghost!"

"Respectfully please hire Lei Ye Ghost!"

The faces of the two people side by side on the ghost-faced sail began to twitch, and the two pairs of lips opened violently, and in a very short time, they inhaled a small half-unjust ghost in the air and flew out of the ghost-faced sail.

The human skin gradually swelled and turned into two one-zhang tall karmic ghost real bodies.

The green-faced fangs, the red hair and long ears are still the same, but the ghost is thin, with a copper ring on the nostrils, high cheekbones, skin and bones all over the body, and the ribs of the chest cavity can be seen one by one. She held a pu fan and shook the waist of the water snake gracefully.

The other ghost was short and fat, with his head connected to his shoulders, his neck was blocked by fat, almost invisible, and his swollen belly, like a winter melon, he held a pair of large cymbals, and when he touched it lightly, he made a sound of electric light.

Two Taoist ghosts descended, blocking in front of Duanmu Jing, and the monks from all walks of life wanted to touch him, but it was as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Looking at Li Binghe's shovel monk's side, they had already fought with the Choke Cloud Sword Soul and the Qingmian Karma Ghost, and when the second Yingye Ghost joined the battlefield, the five of them couldn't cope with it.

The Qingniu Monk was seriously injured and retreated for the time being, and the Lord of the Sword of Liberation was by his side, and he did not dare to let go of his move. The decline of the five is getting bigger and bigger.

A spear was pressed down, and the shovel monk was determined to fight hard, but the crescent shovel in his hand was picked off, and he was about to become a ghost under the gun.

"Bang!"

A green light hit the waist of the blue-faced ghost, and the huge body that was one foot tall was forced to take two steps back by this force to stabilize its body, and even the spear of the enemy Li Bing also made a mistake.

It was Rimai who struck, and the bronze short stick in his hand emitted a light green glow.

It's too late, it's fast, Rimai has just finished a move, and he raised his hand and hit him head-on.

The blue-faced ghost also saw that this person's ability was far above the four monks in front of him, and he just wanted to be safe, and his arms were stretched out above his head, wanting to resist.

"Boom!"

It was just one move, and the huge body was pressed by the force on the bronze long stick and couldn't get up - the left leg really couldn't resist, the knee bent, the body half knelt in the center of the courtyard, and the floor tiles around it were shattered into small pieces.

After Rimai finished beating with a stick, the move was sent but not received, and the bronze stick was picked up, and the same move was repeated a second time.

The bronze stick left a pale green trail in the air.

The other pair of blue-faced ghosts held a spear flower with both arms, stabbed three times, forced Li Bing away, and also retracted to his side.

Two guns were held in four arms, gathered on top of their heads, still trying to resist this second stick.

"Boom!"

Under the greater force, the blue-faced ghost not only couldn't support his legs, he knelt on the ground, and even his upper body couldn't be steady, and he almost fell down.

As soon as the second stick was finished, Rimai still used the same move, and used it for the third time.

The green glow became even thicker, and it was no longer possible to see the trace of the stick, only to see a green light smashing on the top of the blue-faced ghost's head.

"Huh!"

The third pair of arms of the blue-faced ghost also stretched out from his shoulders, six arms, three spears, arranged in the upper, middle and lower three, blocking the top of his head.

"Boom!"

The dazzling cyan light made Li Bing unable to see what was going on, and with a loud muffled sound, the blue-faced ghost fell to the ground, raising countless dust, and then looking at his hand, the three spears were broken in two.

Rimai slammed a blow on the top of the blue-faced ghost's head, smashing his Celestial Spirit Cover into a dent.

Countless black smoke floated out from the blue-faced ghost's seven orifices, and his body gradually shrank, leaving only a pair of human skins on the ground.

One of the "Nine-Headed Ghost Face Sails" was broken, and there are only eight left!

"Okay! Fear! Horror!" Duanmu Jing was speechless in shock, he never thought that there was such a foreign master in Xiangji Temple.

"Stop him!" he shouted hoarsely at the two karmic ghosts of "Xuanfeng" and "Hiringlei".

"You forced me!" He sneered, pinched the Donkey Kong wheel seal with both hands, held it high into the air, and said in a low voice: "Nine Heavens Xuansha, Immeasurable Immortal Venerable, Huanghuang Tianwei, Shattered Seal True Method!"

There was a thunderclap in the clouds, and the dark clouds churned.

The dignified ghost monk actually used the true method of the Taoist family again.

A third dark blue "Jade Mirror Vase" flew out of his cuff and hovered above his Donkey Kong chakra.

The spell on the vase shone with a crimson light, like a snake, floating out of the bottle and lingering around the jade mirror vase.

After the first layer of mantras is scattered, I don't want the bottle to have a second layer of seal inscriptions; after this layer is scattered, there are lower layers; and so on, there are dozens of mantras floating on the top of Duanmu Jing's head.

Xiangji Temple saw the things in his hand, and it was too late to take care of the powerful ghosts and karmic ghosts in the courtyard, so he stepped out and rushed towards Duanmu Jing.

"Stop!"