In the valley, the bright moon is in the sky, and the wind is gusting.

The golden Buddha power of the Brahmanic monk and the black corpse qi of the stiff hairy monk are staggered and horizontal, reflecting the entire valley.

"Heaven and earth are natural, and filth is scattered. The cave is void, and it is too yuan.

The eight directions are mighty, and they make me natural. Lingbao talisman, proclaimed for nine days;

Qianluo Dana, Donggang Taixuan, slashing demons and binding evil spirits, killing thousands of ghosts.

The ferocity dissipates, and the Tao Qi remains. Haste as a law. ”

Mo Wudao stepped on the steps, the purple bamboo sword in his hand danced regularly, and there were words in his mouth, and after a while, he used the sword as a pen and began to draw the runes in the air.

Call~~

When Mo Wudao drew the first line, the aura of the five elements of heaven and earth reacted violently, and as the lines continued to be outlined and perfected, the aura began to converge, and a powerful force of heaven and earth slowly loomed.

The Sanskrit Heart Monk and Mao Zhuang, who were entangled, both sensed the changes in the aura of heaven and earth, and Mao Zhuang was shocked in his heart, roaring and resisting violently, wanting to get rid of the entanglement of the Fanxin monk.

"The demon is gone!"

The monk of Fanxin shouted, and with a wave of the Zen staff in his hand, a golden light came out, knocking Mao Zhuang back to the same place.

Mo Wudao took the time to take a look at the battle situation, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and after drawing the last spell, the purple bamboo sword returned to the sheath, and immediately sealed his hands, controlling the spell outlined by the five true elements.

"The universe is endless, the wind and thunder are ordered, the dragon fights in the wilderness, and all directions are destroyed. Let's go!"

Mo Wudao pointed with his right hand, and the five true vitality talismans 'swooped', surrounding Mao Zhuang, and the Fanxin monk retreated with great cooperation.

Mao Zhuang was shocked, looking at the five charms surrounding him, staring at the two cold eyes, he could feel the powerful power gathered behind these five charms, which was the power of heaven and earth.

"The five fires are gathered, and the divine thunder is coming!" Mo Wudao snorted coldly.

Puff puff······

On each of the five charms, a flame erupted, which ignited when it met the air, burning towards the hair stiff in the middle.

Click!

At the same time that the five flames surrounded Mao Zhuang into a fireball, above the clear sky, a thunderbolt pierced the night sky, and the thick thunder fire slashed at Mao Zhuang in the blink of an eye.

Bang!

There was a deafening explosion, the fire and thunder shone brightly, and a mushroom cloud rose from the clearing where Mao Zhuang was, and the huge energy spread out in all directions, overturning the trees, flowers, boulders and earth ridges within a hundred meters.

Mo Wudao and Fanxin were standing not far from the explosion, one gold and one green body protection true qi, blocking the impact of qi.

"Amitabha, Mo Dao is friendly and powerful Leifa!"

The monk of Fanxin saluted with one hand, Mo Wudao smiled indifferently, stretched out his hand, and the breeze blew, blowing away the smoke and dust in the sky, and there was nothing left except a big pit in the place where the hair was stiff before!

"Split into ashes!"

Mo Wudao dodged and came to the front of the big pit, a little smacking the power of the five fire god thunder!

I thought that if I cultivated to reach the merger period and then cast it, this divine thunder was estimated to be able to easily destroy a city, comparable to the nuclear weapons studied by the terrestrial humans.

The monk Fanxin also came to Mo Wudao's side, muttering about sins and sins in his mouth, as if he was overdoing it for the flowers, birds, insects and ants that were affected by the pond fish.

The tall main tomb was also blown out of a gap, and a pitch-black passage appeared in front of the two, and then a pool of scarlet and congealed essence blood was sprinkled on the stone tablet on the side, emitting a disgusting stench.

"Blood escape!" Mo Wudao's face was slightly gloomy, "I actually let this stiff man escape!"

The little monk of Fanxin also frowned slightly, and said with some surprise: "This demon is really powerful, and he can actually escape under such a divine method as Mo Daoyou, but under this divine thunder, this mortal blood escape, this hair zombie must be greatly injured, and he can't escape far." ”

After speaking, the eyes of both of them focused on the dark passage, needless to say, the place where the cemetery passage led was the hairy nest.

After this hair stiff is seriously injured, in order to recover from the injury, it must require a lot of essence and blood, and if it is left unchecked, it will definitely come out and do crazy evil again.

"Amitabha, if the evil is not removed, the little monk's heart is very uneasy!"

"Little monk, dare to enter this tomb with me!" Mo Wudao rolled his eyes and jumped directly into the passage, and the monk Fanxin glanced at the bright moon in the sky and followed into the passage.

The passage was pitch black, eerie and terrifying, and corpse poison was everywhere, but both of them were cultivators, and they were not afraid of ordinary corpse poison.

Mo Wudao threw a spell to purify the evil qi towards the passage, and then explored the path with his divine sense and walked inside.

"Looking at the scale of this tomb, presumably this Mao Zhuang was also a dignitary before his death! It's a pity, I don't know who he offended and was buried in these four unique places of yin!"

It is rumored that burying people in the place where the four absolute yin gather can make them extinct, and it also makes the dead unable to enter reincarnation, and the hearts of those who choose the tomb are really black!

"It's ······"

All the way to the end of the passage, a huge pool of blood appeared in front of the two of them, and the ground around the blood pool was full of rotting corpses, most of these rotting corpses were wild beasts and domestic animals, the blood plasma was dried up, and one body emitted a foul smell.

What made Mo Wudao and Fanxin frown was that among these rotting corpses, there were more than a dozen human corpses, and several of them had not yet decomposed, and the clothes on their bodies were also very well preserved, as expected, they were the villagers who had been killed in the town recently.

"Amitabha!

The Sanskrit monk cultivates compassion, and when he saw such a tragic situation, he couldn't help but mutter.

Mo Wudao's gaze was quite calm, maybe when he was in the earth star, he would be angry and angry when he encountered such a thing.

But now that the sword fetus has just become a sword fetus and entered the way of the sword, it is more calm, more precisely, indifferent!

The blood in the blood pool was tumbling, as if boiling hot water, constantly bubbling, Mo Wudao snorted coldly and said, "Come out!"

"Bastard, why do you want to kill them all, this king has not offended you!"

Mao Zhuang's indignant voice echoed in the cave, floating uncertainly, but Mo Wudao and Fanxin both knew that Mao Zombie must be hiding under the blood pool to heal now.

The little monk of Fanxin shouted angrily, "Demon, you have killed so many innocent creatures, and your crimes are monstrous, and we cultivators will do the way for the heavens, and we will not be punished!"

"Hmph, this world is already extremely cruel, much heavier than this king's killing, why don't you go to the heavens!"

"Demon, Hugh has to rap!"

Monk Fanxin let out a loud shout, took out a golden stone from his arms, and threw it towards the sky above the blood pool.

"Ahh······h

There was a terrifying scream from the pool of blood, and I saw that the golden stone sprinkled a burst of dazzling golden light, and then the essence of the pool of blood disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mo Wudao stood aside, looked at the relics thrown out by the monk Fanxin, and scolded secretly in his heart: This little monk is really scheming, he has such a treasure that specializes in overcoming demons and evils, but he didn't take it out before.

The essence of the blood pool continued to roll, and the screams of the stiff continued to echo in the cave, and after dozens of breaths, the bottom of the blood pool was exposed, and all the essence and blood disappeared.

A broken and dry bone zombie knelt at the bottom of the pool, half of the skull was missing, and the flesh and bones below the buttocks were gone, it must have been destroyed by Mo Wudao's divine thunder before, and before it could be repaired in the blood pool, it was chased and killed by the two of them.

On the head, which was only half of his face left, two dark blue ghost fire eyes were beating, staring gloomily at Mo Wudao and Fan Xin.

Fanxin beckoned, the Buddha bone relics returned to his hands, and quietly looked at the crippled hair stiff at the bottom of the pool, which not only hurt the body, but also the corpse qi was purified by the Buddha light of the Buddha bone relics, and he was dying.

Mo Wudao looked at Mao Zhuang's miserable state and asked lightly, "Do you still have any unfulfilled wishes?"

Mao Zhuang's two ghost fires flickered, and he laughed with great resentment in his tone, which was unpleasantly harsh.

After laughing for a while, the faint hoarse voice echoed in the cave.

"This king has been at large for 800 years, and finally lost at the hands of two fledgling boys······, what an irony!

Mo Wudao and Fanxin were silent!

"Ah, thief God, why do you want to do this to me! This king was framed by villains before his death, buried in this place of gathering yin, and was not allowed to enter reincarnation after death, and was forced to become this zombie body!"

"Although this king is unwilling, he can't control the desire to suck blood at all, and now, retribution has really come, haha······"

Mo Wudao listened indifferently to the stiff complaint, and felt a little pity for the stiff in his heart, in this life, he was really unlucky.

The monk of Fanxin did not open his mouth to scold the stiffness, holding the Buddha beads in his hand, bowing his head and chanting something silently!

After scolding for a while, the stiff hair fell silent, as if he also understood that he was about to perish, and as if he had seen through everything, he stretched out his hand that only had a skeleton left, and dug out a blood-red stone-like thing from the bottom of the pool.

"This blood bead is made by condensing all the essence and blood essence in this blood pool, and it is a cultivation treasure that is hard to find! Anyway, it's useless to keep it, so I'll give it to you! Give this king a good time!"

Mo Wudao and Fanxin glanced at each other, and they both saw the surprise in each other's eyes!

Taking a deep breath, Mo Wudao nodded, and the purple bamboo sword came out, and the sword qi was fierce, directly splitting the hair stiffness in half.

"Haha······"

At this time, the abnormal change protruded, and the blood bead that floated towards Mo Wudao and Fanxin suddenly exploded, and a huge energy impact hit the unprepared two.

Bang!

The earth shook, and the explosion at close range shook the entire valley, and the earth collapsed, and the entire cemetery in the valley sank into the ground.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and among the ruins of the torn earth, two clusters of light, one gold and one green, rose to the sky and broke through the ground.

"Ahem, cough, ······"

Mo Wudao stood on the ground with a disgraced face, spit out a mouthful of blood, calmed down the not very serious injuries in his body a little, wiped his mouth with his tattered sleeves, and scolded: "It's really unlucky, I was almost calculated by this dead zombie!"

"Ahem······" On the other side, the appearance of the little monk was the same as Mo Wudao, the monk's clothes were tattered, the corners of his mouth were bloody, and his face was gray.

"Amitabha, the little monk almost went to see the Buddha!"

"Haha······"

Mo Wudao saw the little monk's indignant appearance, and then heard the little monk's words, and said with a smile: "Little monk, then it's not better for you to die directly, and you don't need to cultivate, just go to the West Heaven to see the Buddha!"

"Uh······ Sins, sins, don't lie!"