Chapter Twenty-Three: Undercurrents

The chalk's uneasiness was right, because the next second Tongbao recited a fixation spell that froze him.

"Let your kid not be a good man, kill our Chinese boys. ”

"Let me stay in Vietnam and come to China to make trouble. ”

"If you make trouble, you make trouble, and you run into me. ”

"If you run into me, forget it, and see me embarrassed. ”

If you say a word, you will use a rattan to suck the chalk's buttocks, and the scene is the same as a father beating his son, and under the dual effect of the heart purification spell and the immobilization spell, the chalk is really beaten like a son.

Soon, the chalk regained his spiritual power in humiliation, broke through the immobilization spell, and escaped from the rattan of the Tongbao Daoist.

His eyes were red and he stared at the Tongbao Daoist, "Turning insects." ”

Tongbao Daoist watched the rattan in his hand quickly turn into piles of flying insects, making an extremely piercing buzzing sound, and could only jump and return to his original position.

The flying insect flew back into the ghost's hand and turned into a modern bazooka, "You dare to humiliate me like this, let you see the power of my ghost Gu lineage combined with modern weapons." ”

A ghost head missile was sent out from the quiver, and Tongbao took out the dust from behind and swept it, and found that the missile could not be destroyed, and immediately laid a spiritual barrier.

The missile did not penetrate the barrier, but exploded into powder the moment it touched the barrier.

Tongbao Daoist looked like he was pointing at the juniors, pointing to the chalk outside the barrier, "You kid, you haven't learned well after a beating, and you got such a strange missile, you really don't know how to repent." ”

The ghost chalk looked at Tongbao Daoist with a cruel smile, "Don't think that if you are the elder of Maoshan, you can rely on the old and sell the old, and if you beat me, you will have to pay the price, see what is on your barrier, old fellow." ”

On closer inspection, it turned out that the powder turned into missiles was a small insect that was imperceptible to the naked eye and was devouring the spiritual power on the barrier at an extremely fast speed.

Soon the barrier was swallowed away, and the small insects swarmed towards the Tongbao Daoist, covering his whole body densely, forming a black pupa of worms.

Han Ge looked at the ghost chalk, "What you released is a spirit devouring worm, it seems that after the ghost Gu King has mutated, it can still trace the source of spiritual power." ”

The voice of the Tongbao Daoist came from the chrysalis formed by the Spirit Devouring Worm, "It's really unfavorable, twice a day, who am I, where am I, where am I going, fellow Daoists, can you tell me, why are you here?"

The ghost chalk looked up to the sky and laughed, and then aimed the bazooka at Han Ge and Monk Xuanmo, "Originally, my apprentice was seriously injured, I came to find a field, but I didn't want to have many masters, my Spirit Devouring Insect Cannon incarnated by the Ghost Gu King, every shot of one, lost one percent of its power." The remaining two friends, why don't you let me go? ”

In addition to shocking such a statement, he was also afraid that the old Qin inside would see that he had caused too many killings, and he would regret slapping himself to death.

Monk Xuanmo knocked on the wooden fish and held the Buddha beads in his hand, "Amitabha, the Buddha is destined to be a person, your master and apprentice are full of evil spirits, and they are seriously injured, it is better to let me surpass you, isn't it a good story." ”

This monk is not a soft-hearted person, and the Buddhists also sent people to participate in the Vietnam Master War, and suffered heavy losses. Now the ghost chalk is still making provocative remarks, and he doesn't know what his IQ is, so he can't see that Tongbao Daoist is pretending to be crazy and stupid. Therefore, although the tone of the monk Xuanmo is good, there is a murderous atmosphere between the words.

Han Ge lifted the frame of the mirror, "Taoism has clouds, and God has the virtue of good life." There is a Buddhist saying that sweeping the floor does not hurt the lives of ants. Let me do it, spare their lives, and make a bigger contribution. ”

When the Tongbao Dao people heard this, they were not happy, and shook the Soul Eater Worm, wrapping the Soul Eater Worm with a ball of spiritual power and putting it into their chest. Confucianism has a special method of domesticating dead soldiers, although several of them are old friends, but they are not willing to waste a lot of effort, and they also sent Confucianism a help at this moment.

Monk Xuanmo recited a Buddha name, "Amitabha, you are half a step immortal, and you are still playing with treasure, which is not quite in line with your identity." ”

The ghost chalk felt that his Ghost Gu King had severed the blood connection with him, and his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spat out.

I don't know why this Tongbao Daoist, who has been playing treasure since just now, can easily resolve his own tricks and styles, is he so big with this guy, the ghost chalk is very unwilling.

Isn't the Gu God willing to protect himself anymore, how can he escape from these people who are as strong as monsters?

Ghost Chalk took out a dagger from his cuff, placed Ghost Seven's Gu Altar on the ground, and stared at the dagger blankly, not knowing what he wanted to do next.

Seeing this situation, the Tongbao Daoist didn't know why, Han Ge looked at the Tongbao Daoist, "Was it that you old guy was hit too hard, and he doubted his life, so he lost the confidence to resist." ”

Tongbao Daoren shook his head, "I see that he has the will to die, but I don't know what he wants to do." Han Ge, don't you want to subdue him, you should go up and see what the situation is. ”

"Amitabha, a monk who saves someone's life is better than a seventh-level floating slaughter, Han Ge, I advise you not to come forward. I didn't know what the hell was going to do, but I felt the smell of hell. ”

After the monk Xuanmo said this, he sat down on the ground and beat the wooden fish, reciting the Sutra of the Past Life.

"I can't imagine that I am chalky, murderous like hemp, and before I die, there are people who chant scriptures for me, and it is not in vain for me to go to the world. Ghost Seven, the next thing is life or death, and I can't escort you as a teacher, so let me make the last contribution. ”

The chalk raised his dagger, slammed his heart open, and with all his strength he pulled out a black worm the size of a human moth from his heart.

When the black worm with a human face flew out of the chalk's palm, the chalk stood motionless

Han Ge took out a brush and looked at the insect, "This is the treasure of the Ghost Gu lineage, the sac moth, which is said to be transformed by the essence and blood of the Gu God Sac, but the qi of heaven and earth here has been sealed by Mr. Qin, I want to subdue this capsule moth, Tongbao, Xuanmo, you have no opinion." ”

Monk Xuanmo didn't say a word, and continued to sit in place, as if he had given up on accepting it.

Tongbao Dao people proved with their actions that he would not let go of this cyst moth. volleyed into the air, wanting to fly above the sac moth, "Jia Bi, your kid is called this name, wait until I finish collecting this worm, and then take you back to Maoshan to learn art." ”

Before Jia Bi could even say a word of refusal, he was surprised to see Han Ge using a brush to line a line of poetry in the air.

"Qin built the Great Wall than an iron prison, and Fan Rong did not dare to cross Lintao. Although thousands of miles are even in the clouds, the competition is three feet high. ”

A Great Wall wall like an iron cage rose from the ground to surround and trap everyone, and also blocked the castration of Tongbao Daoren, "Tongbao, although your skills have taken a step forward, it is still a little difficult to break my poem to block the enemy." ”

The little sac moth didn't know that the strength from there grabbed Ghost Qi's Gu altar and was about to fly towards the outside of the enchantment, Han Ge instantly moved in front of the sac moth, and the righteous qi on his body gathered into a bubble and was about to trap the sac moth.

"Amitabha, the capsule moth is related to my Buddha, Han Ge's old friend, let me take this sac moth. ”

A golden giant hand tried to grab the sac moth and slammed Han Ge's righteous qi foam, and suddenly the sac moth disappeared, leaving behind a burst of cyan smoke that corroded Han Ge's clothes and the golden giant hand of the Xuanmo monk at the same time.

Tongbao Daoist took out a yellow charm and waved the charm towards the sky, forming an enchantment to surround Captain Wang, Jia Hua's family, and Jia Yu and his party.

There was a buzzing and crashing sound in the air, and it turned out that the cyst moth was not disappearing, but moving at high speed, volatile a poisonous substance.

Han Ge hurriedly lifted the poem of blocking the enemy, hid in the spell enchantment of the Tongbao Daoist, the clothes on his body were already tattered, and pointed at Xuan Mo and scolded angrily, "You are still shrewd, hiding here and using your external incarnation to grab things from others, as a monk, you are really a failure." ”

Han Ge said this, as if he had forgotten that he had just used the poem to block the enemy and surrounded the people here.

"It's troublesome now, this cyst moth is too fast and small, it is difficult to catch at all, and it can only be in vain to attack rashly with large spells. It is really head-scratching to grab it with your own hands, and you can't resist the poisonous smoke outside. ”

Tongbao Daoren's brows were almost furrowed.

At this moment, the twenty figures on the other side were chanting mantras towards the sky, making people curious, but they didn't know what they were doing.