Leng Soul didn't expect that Liu'er would be proficient in such high-level spells, in his consciousness, a monkey who has become a refinement, even if his cultivation is high, what can he do.

There is no cultivation, different spells, but there is no strength.

Cultivation is the foundation, it is the basis for comprehending high-level spells, the cultivation realm of the gods and Buddhas is almost the same, and when the immortals fight the law, the comparison is spells and magic weapons.

Therefore, Leng Soul thought that as long as his magic weapon came out, he could end this fight in an instant.

However, Cold Soul never expected that this fight would indeed end in an instant. It's just that the winning side is not himself, but the monkey demon that he didn't look down on.

"You, who the hell are you? This immobilization technique, I mentioned it when I heard the patriarch mention the sermon, it is a high-level divine technique in the heavenly realm, and it cannot be learned unless it is cultivated at the level of the Great Luo Golden Immortal of the realm. You, where did you learn it?" the cold soul asked quickly as he suppressed the tension in his heart.

"Hmph, you're still qualified to know this question. The only person you in Wuzhuang Guan who is qualified to talk to me is that Zhen Yuanzi!"

"Originally, I wanted to kill you and take your head! However, seeing that you look like a bear now, it is not worth my killing at all! No wonder your waste son is so cowardly, it turns out that he is all with you! Haha......"

"However, I have changed my mind now, I have to keep you alive, report a message to your ancestor for me, prepare a wine and food room, a few of us, and we will be here tomorrow!"

"If you slacken, just like you!"

Liu'er said, his left fist swung out violently, and with a "snap" sound, a crisp sound, it hit the face of the cold soul hard, directly knocking it a hundred meters away, falling heavily to the ground, and sliding backwards for dozens of meters before stopping his body.

"Eh, it turns out that you can't help but fight like this! How about it, you're not dead, are you? Listen, this punch is for the dead theater troupe!"

Six ears looked at it, and the cold soul with a bloodstained face and undulating breath said mockingly.

Six-eared punch, although it didn't use any spells. However, spiritual power alone weighs thousands of catties. If it weren't for the fact that the cold soul cultivation was high, this punch would have shattered its internal organs long ago and he would have died.

"Hey, I saw your dad flying, why don't you mention him for revenge!

Liu'er turned his head, looked at Leng Fei, who was already slumped on the roof, and said disdainfully.

Leng Fei was already scared to pee his pants at this time, and he couldn't say a word, just kept waving his hands and rubbing back.

"Hmph, don't worry, you, I'm not interested. However, it is indeed superfluous to live for a bad thing like you!"

Liu'er said, his bloody eyes widened angrily, the thunder dragon stick swept away, "poof, poof......" a few times, blood splattered out, accompanied by Leng Fei's scream, and one of his arms and legs were all cut off by Liuer.

Leng Fei, who lost his limbs, immediately fell on the eaves, and "Gollum" rolled down the pavement of the eaves and fell heavily to the ground.

This series of tragic situations frightened the people around and screamed again and again.

"Oh my god! This monkey is so ruthless!"

"Yes! Not only is his hand very good, but he is also very good at spells! These are all people from Wuzhuangguan! He dares to provoke this!"

"It's over, this is a school case in front of our inn, and we can't do this deal!"

Everyone in the audience was talking about each other, and for a while, everyone had their own thoughts, and they had everything to say.

These voices all reached the ears of Liu'er, who was unmoved, and floated to the half-dead Leng Fei, and said coldly: "This punch is for the same clan you killed, those monkeys are some animals that have not yet been psychic, and you can also do it!"

"Isn't the elixir of your Wuzhuang Guan very spiritual, I hope your breath can support you and return to the view!"

Liu'er said, turned his head to look at the person who was hiding in the corner of the wall not far away, and said loudly: "Hey, don't be afraid! This matter has nothing to do with you, I will explain it to the local government tomorrow morning." As for Wuzhuangguan, it won't embarrass you. I did it, so I naturally went back to Wuzhuang Guan to make it clear. ”

After Liu'er finished speaking, he strode into the inn and said to the innkeeper: "You go and send a carriage to send the father and son to Wuzhuang Temple overnight." When you arrive, you say that I forced you to do it. They naturally understand that they will definitely not be embarrassed for you!"

"Oh, yes, yes, yes!

The means that Liu'er used just now were clearly seen by everyone present, and the deterrent effect was extremely strong.

Six ears spoke, and even if the innkeeper was unwilling, he didn't dare to refuse. Furthermore, escorting the people of Wuzhuang Guan back is also a matter of merit to Wuzhuang Guan, and Wuzhuang Guan will definitely not kill people who are kind to themselves. So, the innkeeper immediately agreed.

After the matter was arranged, Liu'er returned to the forest, and buried the heads of the old men and the monkeys. And a huge stone was erected, on which an inscription was carved with his finger as if to mourn.

In the autumn night, the empty mountain is quiet.

Liu'er stood in the woods, still blowing in the evening breeze, and a trace of sadness rose in his heart.

"What, sad?"

Just when Liu'er was sad, the voice of the golden cicada suddenly appeared behind Liu'er.

Liu'er was stunned for a moment, then turned to look.

Jin Chanzi stood behind him with a wooden stick in his hand and a monk's robe.

"You blind man, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing with me?" said Liu'er with a displeased face.

"Hehe, you're embarrassed to say. If you hadn't made such a big move, the poor monk wouldn't have been able to sleep?

"Hmph, that's good, I'm done with my business, I'll go back to sleep. ”

After Liu'er finished speaking, he turned around and left.

At the moment when he was wrong with Jin Cicada, Liu'er suddenly saw Jin Cicada take out the "Nine Son's Heart" from his arms.

"Eh, blind man, what are you doing here? Do you want to do the Dharma?"

"Nonsense, don't do things, what do I do with my 'Nine Sons' Heart! I don't sleep in the middle of the night, what do I do when I come to this deep mountain and old forest with one foot deep and one foot shallow, am I idle!"

Listening to Jin Chanzi's words, Liu'er felt very puzzled.

"Oh, no, I know you too well, you're notoriously powerless not to beg!

Six Ears asked with a smile.

"Why, your spiritual roots are all over the sky, and your ears and eyes are bright, can't you see that these heads are full of resentment?"

Hearing what the golden cicada said, the six ears were stunned.

I had focused on the cold souls before, but after the victory, I wanted to bury these heads as soon as possible.

It really ignores the glimmer of resentment in the revelation of the remnants.

"Resentment...... You mean that the cold soul from before had the power to drive the soul?"

(End of chapter)