They are not very kind-hearted and want to save Rakshasa.

That's because Rakshasa once promised to use the secret technique of the Corpse Yin Sect as a condition for exchanging the body to seize the body of the body.

And back then, he had already given one-third of the secret technique, and there were still two-thirds left to hand over.

Now that the transaction is completed, it is naturally the turn of Rakshasa to hand over the remaining exercises.

“That’s natural.”

Rakshasa smiled and took out a blank jade slip and put it on his forehead.

Generally speaking, precious secret techniques will not be carried with you unless otherwise in special circumstances.

After a while, Rakshasa took the jade slip from his forehead and handed it to Wuchen.

Wuchen took it, poked out his divine thoughts, checked it a little, and after confirming that it was correct, he turned around and handed the jade slip to Wukong.

"Donald Rod is indeed the one who keeps his promise."

Wukong has a smile on his face.

"Since the transaction is completed, I won't be here for too long, so I will say goodbye first!"

Rakshasa said as he turned around and was about to leave.

But at this moment, Wukong's voice suddenly sounded.

"etc."

Wukong and silently blocked Rakshasa, while Wuchen blocked the way of Rakshasa's retreat, and the two surrounded him one by one.

"Wukong, what do you mean?"

Rakshasa's face remained unchanged, but asked lightly.

"It's not interesting, I just want to ask for the same thing as you."

"What?" asked Rakshasa.

"Your life."

Wukong showed a strange smile on his face.

"Oh? So, are you two going to take off the mill and kill the donkey?"

When Rakshasa heard this, his face still did not change, but asked back.

"This body is not left for you, but the clone of this host."

The sound is getting colder.

"Hahaha!!"

Rakshasa laughed to the sky.

"Wukong, Wukong, you and I have known each other for so many years, do you really don't know you? Look again, is the things in the jade slip still there?"

Wukong's face froze, and he subconsciously picked up the jade slip and poked his divine thoughts into it.

Taking this opportunity, Rakshasa turned into flowing light and rushed towards the ground.

"Rakshasa, you are looking for death!"

Wukong pinched his big hand and the jade slip was squeezed and exploded into countless pieces.

The originally dense fonts in the jade slip have turned into blank!

It is actually as Rakshasa just said, the jade slip is fake!

"I want to be a gangster, Wukong, you have found the wrong person. I am the leader of the Qingzhou branch of the Yin Sect, how can I fall into your hands!"

When the sound came, Rakshasa had already rushed out of the ground.

"Rakshasa, you can't help but be presumptuous here!"

Wukong snorted coldly and chased after Wuchen.

At that time, Zhan Wuque was taking the opportunity to inquire about the news in the backyard, and suddenly felt a violent fluctuation of fighting in the depths of the backyard.

"This is the power of power, and it is Wu Zun who is fighting!"

Zhan Wuque sensed the power of power from the aftermath of the fight.

The powerful martial artists who fought in Black Soul Temple, needless to guess, know that one of them must be from Black Soul Temple.

The movements gradually became bigger and the backyard was in chaos. The believers who were burning incense in the front hall thought it was a Buddha statue, and they all knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Rakshasa, you hide your strength!!"

A loud shout came from the air.

It's a dust-free voice.

"Hahaha, do you really think that I can only exert one point of strength?"

"If this is the case, how could I escape from Guiyi Jian Sect!"

A familiar voice came, Zhan Wuque was shocked in his heart, and he immediately recognized the owner of the voice!

It was the mysterious man who took over the body. The Tenth Elder!

And as I heard the words of another person just now, this person is named Rakshasa.

"Amitabha, hand over the complete method of refining corpse, and the donor can leave as much as possible!"

Wukong and Wuchen used their power to lock the Rakshasa firmly, put their hands together, their eyes showed compassion, and their bodies seemed to be covered with a layer of golden Buddha light, like a truly enlightened monk.

Rakshasa's eyes were calm and unmoved.

The Black Soul Temple worships a double-faced Buddha, one side is upright and the other side is reversed, and one side is like a monk who has attained enlightenment. In fact, it is hypocritical, and on the other side is an evil monk who does everything evil, who turns his back on his face.

If he really believes it, it will be not far from his death.

Rakshasa's face was a little pale, which was the injury he had just suffered.

After all, this physical body is just the peak of Wu Ling. If it weren't for his spiritual power, he wouldn't be able to hold on to it now.

Even so, he still struggled and couldn't last long.

Locked by the power of the two, Rakshasa cannot escape.

"Amitabha, don't do useless work anymore. I hand over the secret technique and let you go."

No space approaches.

He wanted to get the secret technique of refining corpse in the Corpse Yin Sect, otherwise he would have killed him long ago, so how could he let Rakshasa survive until now?

"Hahaha," Rakshasa laughed to the sky.

"Just you guys?"

He slapped the storage bag around his waist, and a blood-red coffin was in his hand.

"go!"

The coffin was slapped by him and flew straight towards Wukong.

Wukong's face was calm, he closed his hands together, recited the Buddha's name, and an invisible force landed. The blood-colored coffin suddenly exploded under this force, and a blood corpse rushed out, and a three-inch-long poisonous armor rushed straight to Wukong's face.

"No, stop him!"

Wukong's face changed.

There was an additional talisman in Rakshasa's hand.

It is a random teleportation symbol!

Moreover, it is more advanced and more precious than the Thousand Mile Teleportation Talisman used by the imperial concubine before.

This is the teleportation talisman of thousands of miles!

Before he finished speaking, Wuchen appeared in front of Rakshasa like a teleportation, and fell down with a palm.

In an instant, the wind and clouds surging, and a big handprint between half solid and half virtual was directly covered.

Rakshasa's face changed, and he squeezed his big hand with force. The talisman in his hand instantly began to burn. The power of the talisman merged into the void, and a teleportation force immediately spread throughout Rakshasa.

At this moment, the big handprint fell.

The Rakshasa flapped his arms, and the sound of dragon roaring and tiger roaring came from his body.

It is this body refining technique that has been practiced for many years in the body, "Vajra Fulong Jue"!

"boom!!"

Rakshasa blocked the attack with a hard attack, and the entire left arm exploded instantly.

But it was the power of the left arm that exploded through the blockade of Wukong and Wuchen.

Rakshasa disappeared in an instant and disappeared into the void.

On the other side, Wukong blew the blood corpse with one palm and rushed over at a very fast speed, but in the end he was still one step slower.

I could only watch Rakshasa slip away from their noses.
To be continued...