Chapter Seventy-Six: The means are exhausted, and the time of death has arrived

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"Wangcai?"

The great monk was suspicious, could it be a dog? It is possible, the dog has a lot of blood on its body, and it can indeed scare away ordinary evil ghosts.

But if you want to scare away your own seven ghosts, it's impossible.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced through the rain curtain and saw a short, blurry black figure walking towards him.

When this image became clearer, he realized that it was a strangely ugly-looking child...... No, it should be said that it is a monster.

The monster looked like a human, covered in pitch black, with a large head on its thin body, green hair on its head, eyes with only two red spots, and a surprisingly large mouth. It held a wooden fork in its hand, and looked at the great monk with red eyes flashing back and forth.

"What is this?"

On this thing that he could slap to death with one palm, the great monk instinctively felt a threat.

"Without further ado, too late will change. The big monk turned his head to look at Ao Yan, the fierce light was revealed, and he suddenly said: "Kill me." ”

The seven little ghosts in the sky suddenly froze, and they all turned into seven blue flames and rushed towards Ao Yan.

"How can this be reasonable!" Xin Shi said angrily, flying in the air, Chang Ming followed, and Bai Lian continued to wave in his hand.

The blue flames that rushed over dispersed into a circle, and immediately surrounded Xin Shi Changming, and turned into seven little ghosts again, the little ghosts flickered and flashed, and the speed was extremely fast, and from time to time they made various sounds, which was terrifying.

Chang Mingxin felt ten times the pressure.

One by one, the little ghosts began to attack Changming Xin Shi one after another. Chang Mingpi practiced vigorous dancing, but he couldn't hit no matter what, and the same was true for Xin Shiguan's knife swing.

The great monk sneered, and the victory was in his hands.

When he looked at Ao Yan, he found that the other party had no sadness or joy, and secretly said that this kid had been frightened by himself, and the trick was nothing more than that, but he could force him to show his bottom at a young age, which could be regarded as a ruthless corner.

Now that he has made a feud, if he does not kill him, it will become a great disaster in the future.

This son was so moody that he felt unfathomable, and he couldn't guess what kind of person he was.

"Hmph! I can't guess what? Jiang is still old and spicy, and in front of his strength, he is scum!" the great monk said disdainfully, and when the seven ghosts he raised gnawed the two yin ghosts, this kid would die.

However, at this moment, the monster that he had ignored suddenly screamed hoarsely into the sky twice, and the sound was like a crow.

"Quack-quack-"

Something unexpected happened to him, the vague figure of the little ghost in the sky froze, and he actually stopped, as if his body trembled, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing happen.

Xin Shi Changming looked down, nodded, and took the opportunity to get out of the circle and fly to the ground.

"I'm still stunned!" the boiled duck flew, and the great monk was angry and ordered loudly.

The seven imps froze again, turned and flew towards the ground.

"Wangcai, I'll leave it to you here! Let's find the big monk to settle accounts!" Xin Shiyi lifted the knife and patted Wangcai on the shoulder.

"Go...... Let's ......" Wangcai made an indistinct voice, and a pair of red eyes aimed at the little imp who pounced, as if he had seen a delicacy, his mouth opened, and his long scarlet tongue licked half of his face.

It screamed, and its green hair stood on end, jumped up, and poked its fork into the sky.

"You want to compete with the little ghost of Ben Buddha at such a slow speed?" he sneered at the young man in the sky.

Unbeknownst to him, just as the little ghost and the ugly thing were about to collide together, the ugly thing suddenly screamed.

"Gah!"

The little ghost who flew down and rushed to the front, his body was stagnant, and he stopped in front of him, and the ugly thing forked hard, stabbed into the body of this little ghost, stirred and pulled hard, and there was more black gas on the fork.

The great monk was immediately shocked, he never thought that the seven ghosts he was so proud of would be so vulnerable.

"No, it can't be!"

When the great monk still didn't believe this, he saw that the ugly thing swallowed the black gas into his mouth, and then the little ghost resumed his actions and screamed in pain. Seven ghosts connected hearts, one ghost screamed, seven ghosts screamed together, and suddenly bursts of miserable ghosts cried wolf howls, piercing people's eardrums hurt, and their minds were confused.

However, the ugly thing "quacked", and everything came to an abrupt end.

Poked into the little ghost's body with a fork again, pulled out a cloud of ghost qi and devoured it, and repeated it three times, the great monk was furious and said a word: "He!"

The seven imps turned into blue fire and merged into one in an instant, and then a little imp with seven heads appeared, making all kinds of sharp sounds, and rushed over with great momentum.

And he saw that ugly thing screaming loudly and strangely, and his face was serious, and he raised his fork and went up.

Dangling left and right, fighting and running away with this ghost, is it a fork. And every time he makes a move, he can always stir up such a cloud of ghostly energy, and he never returns empty-handed.

Sometimes when I am forced to be in a hurry, I will let out a "quack" scream.

This little ghost is full of evil spirits, coupled with the cruel methods of sacrifice, and now he is simply a killing tool, no matter what the parents who recognize their children call it, they ignore it. But when he was called by the ugly thing, his body would stop, and then he would be stabbed by him, taking down the ghost qi and devouring it.

After eating, the little ghost reacted, and only then did he let out a heart-rending scream.

The cry of this ugly thing has no effect on ordinary people, just like a duck's call, but it has a miraculous effect on ghosts, and it seems that Yaksha is the nemesis of ghosts, which is true.

The great monk had never seen this kind of thing, and he was still smiling proudly, but after a few clicks, the little ghost who was integrated into one had lost two heads, and his body had also lost a lot of weight.

His laughter stopped abruptly, as if he had been choked by a big hand, and his face turned red.

This is a slap in the face!

Just as they were about to get angry, Chang Ming and Xin Shi rushed over, and the two ghosts began a fierce attack on the great monk.

Who thought that the great monk would have been on guard for a long time, and at the same time retreated, he said to the "little novice" beside him: "Kill me!"

The "little novice" who was originally standing beside him moved, his body was like electricity, and he rushed back towards the two ghosts, fighting as a group.

"If my guess is correct, your little novice is a dried corpse that you refined. At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the sky.

The great monk was breathing a sigh of relief, and when he heard this, his figure was immediately stunned, and he looked at Ao Yan with some incredulity: "Not bad." I didn't expect you to have such knowledge. If you can force the Buddha and me to this extent, you will be proud even if you die!"

"Dead?" Ao Yan slapped his hands with a joke at the corner of his mouth.

The great monk chuckled in his heart, and there was a violent crackling sound of treading water in his ears, and he turned his head to see a huge black turtle!

The speed of the turtle's crawling speed is so fast that it has rushed out ten meters after a few brushes in the water!

With a bang, the fierce turtle rushed out of the rain curtain, jumped violently, and crashed towards the "dry corpse".

Boom!

The dried corpse was knocked into the air and rolled into the muddy water.

It slammed to its feet and slew at the big turtle that had struck it.

The tortoise is fierce and fearless, and runs through the muddy water, ready to ram at the dried corpse.

Quack!

At this moment, a red shadow shot out of the rain curtain like a sharp blade, rolled around the dried corpse's feet with a snap, and shrank back, and the dried corpse was suddenly tripped and fell into the mud.

At the same time, the turtle jumped up and flew down.

Rumble!

The muddy water splashed everywhere, and the dried corpse was smashed into the mud in such a mess!

The great monk's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him no matter what.

"You've exhausted your means, and it's time to die!" Without any obstruction, Xin Shi and Changming killed him in the blink of an eye.

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