Different from Song Shuhang's calmness, the great monk who was also unscathed began to recite Buddhist scriptures, and then a burst of mist dispersed, revealing the ferocious ghost general inside!

After the great monk cleaned up the ghost generals and the little ghosts, the surrounding hallucinations were solved, and everyone returned to the way they were before. The so-called severed hands and feet, and rivers of blood were all illusions!

Before Song Shuhang could say anything to the great monk, a hunched man suddenly appeared behind the great monk, and then slapped the great monk on the back.

Kakaka~

The sound of bones and flesh being crushed was heartbreaking, just like someone being run over by a big truck, and a concave palm print was pressed out of the great monk's back.

puff!

The great monk spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the sutra he was reciting suddenly stopped.

"Second-grade...Second-grade true master realm!"

The great monk was a little unbelievable that a second-grade true master actually used sneak attacks to deal with him!

"Ahem!"

The man didn't pay attention to the great monk on the ground. Instead, he turned his head and looked at Song Shuhang, who looked ordinary. The ferocity and hesitation in his eyes were obvious!

Question: Maybe I am being targeted by a big boss and I will die. How can I break it?

urgent!

Song Shuhang turned his hands behind his body without saying anything and started typing blindly!

In the dimensional chat group, a distress message was sent!

Song Shuhang: "Help, I'm being targeted but I can't beat you. That senior can help me."

He was so frowning that he didn’t even have any punctuation marks!

I am not the richest man: "······"

Tony looked confused. Isn't this guy a newcomer that is favored by both the group leader and Boss William?

Why did you suddenly call for help?

Is it possible that like Lin Dong, he is still in a weak stage and needs to grow?

Before Tony could continue to reply, Wang appeared out of nowhere.

Wang Ye: "I'm a newbie who knows what's interesting. I don't have to hold on by myself. I agree."

As a member of the group with average combat power, Wang is also confident in solving the problems Song Shuhang is currently encountering.

In the subway, the man had already told his origin, and Song Shuhang was very clever in pulling the tiger's skin, which made the altar owner very afraid!

"As long as you can take one of my moves, I will spare your life."

Holding back the shame in his heart, Song Shuhang agreed to Wang Ye's request to travel through the world, and then clasped his hands behind his back as if he were a master.

The altar leader was overjoyed. He originally thought that if he collided with this "Senior Song", his life might be in danger today. But now it seems that relying on his treasure, he should not have any problem surviving!

After all, a strong man, who is not yet a strong demon cultivator, must keep his word!

"Then please ask Senior Song to take action!"

The altar master's body bowed down, and then his eyes stared at Song Shuhang.

Buzz!

A blue vortex formed in front of Song Shuhang, and the aura was so powerful that the altar owner could only lie on the ground to bear it!

"Senior Song! How strong is he! Fourth grade, fifth grade? No! It's definitely higher!"

Desperate thoughts emanated from the altar master's heart, and a terrifying force acted on his back, and then his whole body was blown to pieces!

"Huh~ It's not too late, Brother Shuhang."

Wang Ye, who was wearing a Wudang Mountain Taoist robe, yawned and walked out of the whirlpool. The attack just now was released by him. It was easy for him to release his true energy.

"Fortunately, fortunately, Senior Wang Ye came in time, thank you very much!"

Song Shuhang breathed a sigh of relief and put away the sword talisman and armor talisman in his hand. It seemed that he could save a little bit to save his life.

"Is he dead?"

Song Shuhang looked at the pieces of meat on the ground and felt a little nauseous.

"Death?" Wang Ye shook his head, "It's better not to use such an inferior spell."

Wang Ye flicked his Taoist robe, a gust of wind blew by, and the altar master who had been broken into pieces appeared in front of Song Shuhang intact.

"Senior...Senior! Senior Song said that as long as I take the next move, he will let me go!"

The altar leader's face was very anxious. He no longer wanted to explore why the attack just now was not caused by Song Shuhang. He just wanted to survive in front of this senior who could build a portal!

The portal!

He is a casual cultivator, but at least he has a certain understanding of the power of space, which is a realm that even the seventh level cannot access!

"Let you go?" Wang Ye squinted at the Altar Master, and then looked at Song Shuhang beside him. He pursed his lips slightly and showed a smile, "It's impossible for an evil cultivator like you to let go. It's still a thing.

Make the most of it!”

"The character Xun - the merits of sandalwood!"

Countless fragrant sandalwood branches penetrated the altar owner, and blood spilled in the carriage, but it did not attract anyone's attention.

"The word Qian is a blindfold!"

The moment Wang Ye stepped out of the whirlpool, he had already used the Fenghouqi Gate to blur the vision of all the passengers in the carriage. What they saw was a very ordinary subway carriage, and they could not see the altar master who was penetrated.

I can't hear his screams!

"Then, next, Brother Shuhang, take out the bead on your chest!"

Wang Ye rushed in front of the altar master. Tai Chi Jin had been integrated into the altar master's body. The altar master's pupils were glaring and he closed his mouth tightly, as if he wanted to prevent something from leaving him!

"Photography!"

Wang Ye looked at the Altar Master who was still holding on, and shouted coldly. The cyan light from his fingertips touched the Altar Master's chest. A group of gray-black light flew out of the Altar Master's mouth. At the same time, the Altar Master's

His pupils also lost their expression!

The gray-black light was coiled into a ball by Wang Ye, and then directly thrown into the ice beads that Song Shuhang took out!

That gray-black light was created by the altar owner after a lot of hard work and countless calamities. It was the pure power of the soul!

The king also sensed that there was another unenlightened ghost in Song Shuhang's body. If this ghost made a contract with someone, it could increase the person's cultivation speed.

As a senior in the group, the soul power king in the main body of the altar will naturally not be wasted. He has no use for himself, but it is just right to give it to Song Shuhang!

"Senior Wang Ye, what was that just now?"

Song Shuhang only felt that the ice beads in his hand seemed to be even better than the cold air emitted before. He was a novice in cultivation and did not understand what Wang Ye had just thrown to him.

"Something good for you." Wang Ye breathed softly, then frowned and removed the blindfold of the passengers in the carriage. Wang Ye used the Qimen Formation to clean up the corpses and blood on the ground.

So I'm not afraid of any problems.

Wang Ye stared at Song Shuhang and had some doubts in his heart.

"Brother Shuhang, have you already started practicing the Six Styles?"

Song Shuhang's brows jumped and he immediately explained, "Those six moves are public to the group. I just wanted to practice them, but I didn't spread them out!"

After being taught by the Kyushu Group No. 1, Song Shuhang knew that spreading the practice skills to outsiders was a taboo among monks, so even though the pharmacist was very impressed by the six moves that Song Shuhang had practiced, he did not trade the six moves.

"Oh?" Wang also raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "It's okay, it's okay, the person who uploaded the Six Forms is the strongest senior in the group, Senior William. He doesn't care about this. If you want to use the Six Forms and other people in your world,

If practitioners want to exchange any resources, they only need to say it in the group."

The king had never seen William's generosity before. Maybe this is because the strong have a far-reaching vision.

"Eh!"

Song Shuhang was a little amazed. Even the senior pharmacist said this was a very superb body-training technique. It was many times stronger than the basic Vajra boxing technique he was practicing now!

Wang also understood Song Shuhang's psychology very well. Wasn't he also like this a long time ago, sitting in a well and looking at the sky!

"By the way, this is what the ghost cultivator left behind. If you see what I can do to help you, just keep it. I'm going back first. There are still a lot of things for me to deal with on Wudang Mountain."

Wang Ye waved his hand gracefully, and then picked up a box from the ground, which was exactly the box that the altar owner had put aside.

After handing the box to Song Shuhang, Wang Ye waved his hand again and left across the blue vortex.

Song Shuhang wanted to shout, but he could only see Wang Ye's disappearing back.

"This is your trophy, senior..."

Carrying the box, Song Shuhang shook his head helplessly. The great monk who was lying on the ground also stood up at this time. He looked around in confusion. His five senses were also blinded by Wang Ye before.

He wanted to open the box, but Song Shuhang's hand froze obviously. There couldn't be any curse on this thing!

He put the box next to him with a calm expression. He was going to take it back to the pharmacist to have a look. In addition, he could exchange the Six Forms for some body tempering fluid, or Qi and Blood Pills!

After all, he is a casual cultivator and has no resources!

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Snow was floating in the sky, and the girl's leaving figure made the boy gradually lose consciousness.
To be continued...