If fighting is unavoidable, then try your best.

The snake demon boy and Xiao Shitou are as stable as rocks, with sharp swords, and resist the surging ghost tide with their divine power. They rely on each other to float up and down in the ghost tide, filled with murderous intent!

"Hiss~!"

The cold sharp blade of the ring-headed sword buzzes!

Made with dragon energy, it has evil-killing properties and can slay ghosts and evil zombies!

A simple horizontal slash! Sweeping the half-moon sword energy across an open space, raise the sword and slash hard! The powerful evil spirit is divided into two halves.

The Huanshou Dao is long, straight, strong and sharp, strong and practical. It is most suitable for fighting in battle. It is heavy enough. Other types of light weapons are fine for single combat. However, when encountering a large battle, you have to take a break. It is not possible to fight fierce battles.

Weapons are reliable.

As more evil ghosts were killed, the power of the sword became even stronger.

The Huanshou Sword becomes more and more spiritual the more it fights, and perhaps soon a sword spirit will be born and transformed into a divine weapon.

Next to him, Little Shitou's heart is red, and the blood vessels on his body are dark red, full of power!

Little Shitou was originally very short and had the appearance of a child, but after turning mad, he turned into a stern young man with angry sword-like eyebrows and a bald head.

Originally, the monk's robe looked too small when it was on his body, but his arms and legs had strong muscles. He grabbed the evil ghost with his bare hands and tore it apart...

Fierce and violent, he has been exposed to many dragon habits for many years after knowing Bai Yujun.

The punching and kicking moves are simple, fast, accurate and ruthless!

Firmly resist the endless waves of evil spirits from hell.

The little stone and the snake demon boy guarded the old Hui Xian and refused to retreat. They were repeatedly overwhelmed by the scarlet evil spirit and forced the evil spirit back countless times. If it was not necessary to protect the master, he would have gone on a killing spree!

Qing Ling wields a sword, has a long cyan skirt and long black hair. Her pure Yang sword skills are superb, her sword energy is like frost, and like flowing light threading a needle.

The dark green sword energy passed by, and the groups of evil ghosts were wiped out one after another!

The long-faced king fights with the skinny mummy, the fighting style of the heavenly army and the immortal generals, the battlefield is constantly changing...

It hit the gray sky from the ground and landed again.

The moment the skinny mummy fell to the ground, the ground suddenly stirred up dust!

The iron ball appeared silently behind the mummy, wearing a hood, with its face hidden in the shadows and unable to see its expression. It hit the ground with two scimitars at extremely fast speeds! It landed on the ground, stirred up dust with a bang and disappeared again!

The mummy that was attacked raised its head and howled hoarsely.

"Ouch..."

The long-faced king seized the opportunity and attacked violently, forcing the mummy to be distracted and unable to recover from its injuries.

Dust exploded in the group of evil ghosts like a tidal wave. Countless evil ghosts waved their claws and were bounced up. The iron ball wearing a gray suit shuttled through the group of evil ghosts. His body was dodged, and his curved blade accurately cut through one evil demon after another.

ghost!

Fall to the ground and disappear.

Sudden killings broke out from time to time in the group of evil spirits, with no pattern at all.

The masters of Zhuquan Temple are creating opportunities for Lao Huixian.

After being attacked at Zhuquan Temple, my original life was shattered. This time I took the initiative and had only one goal. It was not to eliminate powerful evil spirits, but to completely suppress the hell rifts, the source of the disaster, and cut off the disaster. There may be many hell rifts in the world, it doesn't matter, one

A suppression is just that.

If others are unwilling to risk their lives, someone must stand up and do what needs to be done.

The gorgon boy and the little stone make the way.

Old Huixian was protected by all the masters, and walked step by step towards the cracks of hell and towards the abyss...

When the ring-shou knife could no longer clear the way forward, the haggard old monk stopped, sat cross-legged with his hands clasped, closed his eyes and silently recited the scriptures, ignoring the hell.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva has been practicing the profound Prajnaparamita for a long time."

"Seeing that all five aggregates are empty, you can survive all hardships."

"..."

The skinny mummy suddenly wailed in pain, and the evil ghosts climbing up from the cracks in hell seemed to be pulled back to hell by some force. On the cliff, dense claws were waving wildly, and they could not stop retreating no matter how hard they scratched!

The fire of hell that filled the sky was also dragged back into the crack.

The emaciated mummy roared.

"It's that old monk...! Kill...kill him! Quick!"

In an instant, the moveable scarlet evil spirits swarmed towards Old Huixian from all directions.

The pressure on the masters of Zhuquan Temple increased. The snake demon boy had swung the ring-shou sword to the extreme. Every swing wiped out a group of evil ghosts. The small stone was almost buried by the ghosts. The long-faced king struggled to attack the mummy to disturb his command, and the iron ball

Change your strategy and control the clay puppet to fend off the enemy.

At this time, Qing Ling shines brightly.

Both feet are floating in the air, long hair is flying, hands are formed in front of the chest, and sword control skills are used with all one's strength!

The dark green sword shuttled so fast that from the sky, one could see a winding green line among the evil ghosts, accurately passing through each approaching evil ghost, weaving a barrier to prevent the evil ghosts from approaching.

Lao Huixian is a man of great kindness and compassion, and his scriptures are loud and clear.

"Relics, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true for feelings, thoughts, and consciousness."

"Relics, all dharmas are empty, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, neither increasing nor decreasing."

The evil ghosts in hell suffered even more, and were dragged back to hell step by step...

In order to resist the sound of the scriptures, the ghosts howled violently, and the spooky sounds of countless evil creatures even caused the sky to turn gray and lifeless!

Old Huixian remained calm and motionless.

He was very poor. A coarse monk's robe could last for decades, and he often mended it under an oil lamp.

There is no glitter all over the body, and there are no treasures.

Even my favorite prayer beads were made by Monkey Carpenter.

His complexion is yellow and wrinkled with age spots, deep bags under his eyes, enlarged pores on his nose, chapped lips, rough and thick calluses on his palms, and his finger joints are enlarged due to years of farming. He is a very ordinary, poor old man.

The sound of the old scriptures was very clear and carried far away.

"I know that Prajna Paramita is a great divine mantra, a great enlightenment mantra, a supreme mantra, an infinite mantra, etc. It can eliminate all suffering and is true and true..."

If you look at the ground from beyond the clouds.

The area enveloped by the fire of hell shrank sharply.

Qingling Iron Ball and others were overjoyed when they saw this, and with more force, they were able to suppress the cracks quickly and restore peace.

However, many things are always difficult to achieve.

The hell crack as wide as a canyon suddenly trembled. The evil ghost who was originally dragged back to hell seemed to have greatly increased his strength. He grabbed the cliff and climbed out again. A ghost more terrifying than a mummy was crossing the barrier!

Old Huixian frowned, continued to chant sutras, and faced the great terror...

The mummy laughed wildly.

"Old monk! You can't stop it! Jie Jie Jie~!"

The long-faced king felt the terrifying aura in the crack with a bitter look on his face. Unfortunately, the monkey was not here. If it were here, it might just swing its stick into hell, right?

Iron Ball Earth Escape appears on the top of a high slope.

Looking at the scene in the cracks of hell, my shoulders slumped weakly.

"Nothing to do..."

In the wide crack, a huge scarlet head slowly rose up, it was a huge creature.

Next came the shoulders and two blood-red muscle arms, which were bloody, ugly, and terrifying. Maybe the huge ghost was not as powerful as the mummy, but this thing felt more destructive and terrifying.

The ghosts are still howling ear-piercingly.

The snake demon boy looked at Old Huixian and considered whether to carry the old monk on his back and make a strategic retreat.

Suddenly, Qing Ling looked up.

"My sister is here."

Iron Ball smiles.

"Boss Bai, we will not lose."
Chapter completed!