Chapter 115: The Great War

The old ghost twisted the arm of the wooden puppet that he was not very accustomed to, then twisted his neck, then kicked the stone statue hard, and scolded: "These three people are all terrible monks! I don't know how many lives were sacrificed in blood!"

"Oh, Senior Li, this is not like you. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info so many lives are the ability of other people's blood sacrifices, how can you get angry? No wonder you are still struggling with the demons in your heart. Hahaha......"

Han Lao sat on the ground with his bare buttocks, laughing, and seemed to be really happy. Han Zi's eyes would never look at Han Lao, who was naked. She leaned against the doorway and looked at the rain in the sky. I chose a corner, intending to get some sleep, I needed to regain my senses.

"Hehe, you can't say that. The three of them did go too far, killing my father and raping my mother. Why should I be angry, right?" the ghost old man smiled, leaned over to Han Lao's side, and touched Han Lao's bald head.

Han Lao got angry, jumped up, and shouted, "Don't touch my head!

I tried to plug my ears with vitality, but I found that the body of my zombie cow had no vitality, so I had to give up.

"Hehe, come here, have you slept with the three of them? Not angry at what they did?" I kept listening with my eyes open as I looked at the three green grasses in the corner.

Han Lao stopped talking.

It took thirty-two seconds before I heard Han Lao's voice: "Once, my cultivation was not allowed to enter for a long time, so I went to find them. Their combined cultivation techniques are indeed unique, and it is no wonder that their cultivation can advance all the way. Do you know what I found?"

"Did you really sleep with them!?" the old ghost's voice was furious, and then I heard the sound of a creaking sound and something colliding with something.

I briefly covered my ears. Still, I could hear the voice.

I fell asleep in a daze amid their noise.

I hadn't slept long before something hit me and woke me up.

I opened my eyes, got up, and saw a few more strangers in the temple. I was shocked, my consciousness came out of my body, and I was relieved after I found out that Han Lao, Ghost Lao and Han Zi were all there.

Except for the middle-aged man who seemed to have reached the Jindan stage of cultivation, the six people behind him had no vitality in their bodies, and they seemed to be mortals.

"Which team are the Daoists, do you have the waist card of the Monk Alliance?" The leader glanced at the four of us, and then looked at Han Lao, and said in a calm tone. He couldn't help but look at Han Lao. Because his naked body really can't be inconspicuous.

The four of us stood together, leaning against the stone statue, and suddenly seven people came at the gate of the temple. The sound of heavy rain filled our ears. Our eyes are all cast together. The atmosphere was momentary, a little tense. The outside is black.

"What should I do?" I sent a message to Han Lao.

The four of us are the highest in his cultivation. The other party has a monk in the Jindan stage, which makes us very dangerous.

I'm not afraid of a group of zombies and robots, why do I want to come to the monks? The current situation in the Ming Kingdom is that all the monks are under the control of the Monk Alliance, where do we have the ghost waist card of the Monk Alliance?

Fights are inevitable. We still need to save our lives to traverse the endless wasteland. Don't die here.

"We're in the devil's heart, it's not good to fight. Han Lao opened his mouth to speak. Suddenly horns grew from his head. Sure enough, how could the horns of the demon beast be removed.

The ghost old man suddenly flipped over in place with a puppet body.

The person headed by Jin Dan has a middle-aged appearance and a black goatee on his chin. After he saw Han Lao's horns, his face was no longer indifferent, and he shouted: "Demon!

The six men behind him also roared, drew their broadswords from their waists, and rushed at us to kill us.

I was scared of a mess, so I rushed to the back of Han Lao and the three of them, and then tried to find a way out of the temple, but unexpectedly there was a dead end inside, only three broken stone statues and the brick wall behind the broken stone statues. What to do!?

Even if my body dies, I can take a zombie sheep or a cockroach. Afraid of what?

After figuring this out, I wasn't afraid. I turned around and saw that Han Zi and the three mortals who had no vitality in their bodies were already fighting together. Sure enough, a mortal without vitality on his body is indeed a martial artist!

The use of their physical skills is simply superb. Han Zi's Yuan Technique was unexpectedly broken by them. It's not good to use meta-magic in the temple. Han Zi also seemed to realize this, I saw her vitality covering her body, her feet soared into the sky, smashed through the top of the temple, and flew into the sky. The three warriors also shouted and followed with their swords.

Han Lao and the middle-aged Jindan monk with a goatee stared at each other and did not move.

"You're a master, I can see it. "Goatee middle-aged humane.

"Haha, you're funny too. Who doesn't see that I'm a master? Hey, Senior Li...... What are you fighting with them! Leave it to me! What should I do if I break my body?" Han Lao gave up the Jindan period monk and rushed to the outside of the temple.

I glanced at the middle-aged man with a goatee, mooed twice, pulled up his four hooves and chased after Han Lao!

If I die, you will not be happy! Why don't you come and protect me? It seems that signing the contract is useless.

The monk in the Jindan period seemed to be unhappy when he saw a zombie cow running around with anthropomorphism, so he slapped me in the face. Needless to say, I hadn't run a few steps before the zombie cow's body fell apart.

The last scene I saw in my flesh was that the ghost old man fought three warriors with a puppet body, and the fight was very lively. Even the big locust tree outside the temple was kicked off by him.

I'm in a state of primordial spirit again. After the monk of the Goatee Jindan period killed me, he rushed to Han Lao, who was standing in the air and was paying attention to the ghost elder. Seeing this, Han Lao laughed: "Come on!

The round blood moon hung in the sky, and the rain between heaven and earth was not very heavy. The wind is also gentle. I need to take it away. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll be taken by the "Reincarnation Transfer Station".

What kind of life is good to give up? Zombies stink too much, I don't like it. I was flying in the sky, and after a short time of flying, I saw a lonely crow also flying. Good bird! I like it! I took it.

By the time I flew back to the battlefield, the temple was completely gone. The locust tree in front of the temple looked much more cruel than when I left. Han Zi was full of vitality and looked indifferent. Her white shorts set off her white thighs and made me feel good. The puppeteer who was the ghost old man had some knife marks and charred black. Han Lao had a smile on his face, standing naked with his hands behind his back, looking at the blood moon in the sky like a peerless master.