"Eh!" Du Feng moved the flask away, and the drunkard almost pounced. Du Feng shook the wine jug and said, "Big brother, let's finish the business, how about drinking slowly?"

"This ......" The drunkard almost looked embarrassed for a moment, greedily looked at the wine jug in Du Feng's hand and swallowed his saliva, and then looked at the dense souls of the dead, and his heart was ruthless, "Brother, the eldest brother still has something to do today, so I won't drink the wine!"

After saying that, the ghost turned around and walked to the door by the altar, and then looked back and reluctantly looked at the wine jug in Du Feng's hand. Du Feng, who had a glimmer of hope, hurriedly said: "Big brother, slow down!"

At the same time as Du Feng's voice sounded, the drunkard almost turned his head and got into the door. In just an instant, the door disappeared in place, and Du Feng, who looked confused, looked at the location where the door disappeared and then looked at the wine jug in his hand: "This ......"

"Boss, what now?" Duan Jiang spoke up, and Xiao Yijun, Guo Xingxing, and Zeng Xiaowei all looked at Du Feng.

Du Feng shook his head and dragged his cheeks in thought. The ghost almost didn't dare to take it, and this was indeed a difficult thing to do.

"Oops......" Zhi's voice suddenly sounded, which immediately startled Du Feng and his party, Xiao Yijun suddenly jumped up, and a fist-sized spirit stone appeared in his hand, and smashed it on Zhi's head without saying a word!

"Still coming?" Zhi's face changed greatly, and he quickly and accurately caught Xiao Yijun's hand that was smashed by the spirit stone, and then turned over and stood up, but Guo Xingxing didn't know when he appeared behind Zhi, and the fist that bloomed with spiritual light was about to smash on the back of Zhi's head, who expected Du Feng to suddenly stop it: "Fat man, stop!"

"Amitabha Buddha ......" felt a chill in the back of his head, turned his head to look, and suddenly patted his chest in fear.

"Old bald donkey, I just invited the Hell Soul Envoy, the Hell Soul Envoy is also afraid of King Chu Jiang, and he doesn't dare to put these dead souls into the underworld, I and other Taoist means are estimated to be difficult to send them into the underworld, do you see if you have any way?" Du Feng asked.

"What's so difficult about this?" Zhi smiled, touched his hand on his neck, and suddenly his face changed greatly, "Where are my Buddha beads?"

"Uh......" Du Feng and the others looked up at the sky. Zhi immediately approached Du Feng's face: "Say, did you take it?"

"Cut, how is it possible?A string of Buddha beads, do you think I can see it?" Du Feng pouted with disdain. Zhizhi looked around at Zeng Xiaowei, Guo Xingxing, Duan Jiang, and Xiao Yijun: "Did you take it?"

"How is that possible? We're not monks, what's the use of holding Buddha beads?" everyone shook their heads. Zhi rolled his eyes, Ji Shou recited the Buddhist scriptures, and suddenly a golden Sanskrit character spit out from Zhi's mouth, floating in front of Zhi to form a big swastika, until the Zhi chanting was completed, a "Amitabha Buddha", the swastika golden light, suddenly, a little monk reciting the scriptures walked out of the middle of the swastika, and bowed to Zhixing, and Zhi hurriedly replied: "Amitabha!"

After the ceremony, Liao Zhi chanted the scriptures again, and the voice of the little monk reflected each other. Suddenly, one after another the souls turned into bits of light and flew towards the center of the swastika.

Du Feng squeezed his eyebrows and made a color to Duan Jiang, and Duan Jiang, who knew about it, had quietly put the two altars into the storage bag, and Du Feng, Zeng Xiaowei, Guo Xingxing, and Xiao Yi were all closer, and suddenly the spirit rune in Du Feng's hand suddenly appeared, and under the urging of spiritual power, Du Feng and his party disappeared in place silently, so that the wisdom who was chanting the scriptures did not find it.

"A string of Buddha beads The old monk is in a hurry like that, if he finds that his storage bag is empty, then his expression must be very good, right?" Zhongnanhai and the disciples of the three sects said to themselves Guo Xingxing, who was standing opposite him. Du Feng slammed a violent slap on Guo Xingxing's head: "Nima's, how can you speak regardless of the occasion?"

Guo Xingxing, who was in pain, touched his head, looked at the three sect monks standing opposite, and hurriedly covered his mouth as if he had realized that he had said the wrong thing.

Under Zhi's non-stop scriptures, the last soul that turned into a point of light flew into the middle of the swastika, and the little monk saluted Zhi, and after Zhizhi returned a salute, the little monk turned around and did not enter the swastika, and then the swastika disappeared out of thin air.

"See, my little novice of the Buddha Land Tibetan King Bodhisattva directly extradited all the undead......" Zhizhi, who clapped his hands, turned around and flaunted, and suddenly seemed to think of something: "My Buddha beads!"

Zhi, who wanted to summon the flying magic weapon, suddenly turned black, wiped his hand on his body, looked at his body in disbelief, and suddenly his face darkened: "Du Feng, I'll fight with you!"

"Why are there still two hours...... Du Feng was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and suddenly, Du Feng's unfolded divine sense sensed something and hurriedly said to the three sect cultivators, "Quick, someone forcibly broke in, you guys go and stop him!"

As soon as Du Feng's words fell, Zhizhi floated to Du Feng not far away. Du Feng and his party quickly rushed into the crowd of monks of the three sects, and pushed the monks around him forward: "The old monk is going to break in, stop him quickly!"

"This Buddhist senior, please leave quickly!" one of the three sect monks stepped forward and said to Zhi very politely. Du Feng hurriedly picked up a spirit sword, shot his wisdom away, and said loudly: "Talk nonsense with him, it's over!"

Zhizhi dodged Du Feng's spirit sword with a turn, stood firm, and suddenly jumped towards Du Feng.

"Look, I said he wanted to break through, why don't you stop him?" Du Feng said and pushed the two Three Sect Cultivators beside him forward.

"The seniors of Buddhism should stop quickly, otherwise the juniors will be welcome!" another monk reminded Zhi. Zhizhi hurriedly bowed: "Amitabha......"

Suddenly, the spirit sword controlled by Du Feng attacked Zhi head-on, and Zhi, who had not even finished announcing the Buddha number, hurriedly dodged. Du Feng hurriedly said: "Where is there so much nonsense, if he wants to break into you, he will stop you!"

All the monks of the three sects, you look at me, I look at you, and then as if they all decided in unison, they raised their swords, and their bodies turned to form a formation, surrounding Zhi in it.

"Donor, the poor monk is not here to break into the battle, the poor monk ......," explained Zhiji. Du Feng hurriedly interrupted: "Old bald donkey, don't quibble, our monks of Longhu Mountain, Huashan, and Hengshan will not be deceived by you!"

One of the monks who surrounded Zhi in a formation followed Du Feng's words and asked Zhi, "Let me ask you, do you leave or not?"

"Poor monk ......" Zhizhi wanted to say something, but Du Feng directly interrupted: "You just say to leave or not to leave, don't talk so much nonsense!"

"Poor monk ......" Zhi was about to say something, but Du Feng interrupted again: "I think you just don't want to leave, right, little ones, him!"

"Since you don't want to leave, then take it!" said one of the three sect monks who surrounded Zhi in a formation, and suddenly all the monks held their swords towards Zhi. Zhi was shocked and even dodged.

"Poor ......" had just dodged a wave of attacks, and Zhi was about to speak, when the cold light on the side had already hit, and Zhi hurriedly withdrew and avoided again, only to avoid the attack on the side, and the attack from behind arrived.

"Let's go!" Du Feng, who was unstoppable, hurriedly waved his hand and ran towards Zhongnanhai. A monk of the Three Sects found out and hurriedly spoke to stop him: "Senior, slow down, the time has not yet come!"

The monk's voice suddenly made all the monks of the three sects who formed a formation discover Du Feng's behavior, and they were about to withdraw to chase Du Feng, but Du Feng suddenly turned around and pointed at Zhi Dao: "What are you chasing me for, I at least have an appointment, you stop him, you see, he stepped forward again!"

The three sect monks hurriedly turned around, and all of them focused their eyes on the motionless Zhizhi. Glancing at each other, the spiritual power in their bodies came out with the sword and attacked Zhi. Zhizhi hurriedly dodged and said, "Donor, the poor monk is here to chase Du Feng and his party, and he really didn't come to break into the battle!"

"Boss, why are we so afraid of that old monk? His cultivation is not as high as yours, and the magic weapons have been taken away by us, what can he do to us?" Duan Jiang suddenly stopped, looked at Du Feng very puzzled, and asked. Du Feng was stunned: "Am I so weak-hearted?"

"What's so vain, anyway, we won't admit that it's our things that we just take with him?" Duan Jiang pouted.

Du Feng thought for a while: "Yes, Lao Tzu didn't admit it when he was killed, and besides, his fists were not as hard as mine, did he dare to beat him?"

"Even if he admits that the things are ours, he can't do anything! If he dares to beep, he will hammer him!" Guo Xingxing said.

"That's it, hammer him away! Damn, if he leaks his mouth to the disciples of the three sects, it will be over!" Du Feng turned around as he spoke, and returned to Xiao Yijun, Guo Xingxing, Zeng Xiaowei, and Duan Jiangyuan, and when he saw the wisdom of the disciples of the three sects who had just stopped him, he raised his fist without saying a word.

Seeing this, Zhi hurriedly dodged, and as soon as he avoided the fist smashed by Du Feng, Guo Xingxing's uppercut arrived, and the spirit stone held by Xiao Yijun to avoid Guo Xingxing's uppercut arrived.

"Donor, if you don't stop, you're welcome!" said Zhizhi as he dodged. Suddenly, Zhi stopped dodging, stared intently at the muzzle of the black hole facing him, and asked in disbelief, "What ......is this?" It's not an ordinary gun, is it?"

"Guess!" Du Feng stepped forward with a smile on his face and kicked Zhi's body hard: "You're welcome?"

Then he kicked Zhi's body again: "You're not kind to show me!"

"Donor, in fact, the old man is joking!" said Zhi with an embarrassed laugh.

"Phew!" Du Feng said viciously: "Give you three seconds to disappear from in front of me, otherwise don't blame my gun for not having eyes!"

"But my ......," Chiman said reluctantly. Unexpectedly, Du Feng directly pulled the bolt of the gun and put the gun against Zhi's forehead: "One!"

"I'll go!" said Zhi Chop, turning and leaving. Zeng Xiaowei flew and kicked Zhi's ass: "Two!"

Zhimeng kicked the ground and ejected far away. Du Feng put his gun on his shoulder, covered his gaze, and said in his heart: "If only Qingyin and them were so easy to deal with!"