The moon is dark and the wind is high, and there is no sleep on earth.
The night here is not quiet, and the people here are not sleeping.
The spirits who just arrived were very unaccustomed to it.
Several Shamatt boys carrying wine bottles were shoulder to shoulder, holding hands, and walking on the zigzag route on the road.
A red, yellow, blue, green and purple hair shook his head, his eyes were swollen, and his eyes were congested, and his trembling fingers stretched out.
"Look, there are a few strange guys over there..."
A black, white, gray, blue and orange hair next to him immediately nodded exaggeratedly, "This look is more personal than ours! Hey, you guys, come here!"
"My elder brother is calling you, have you heard it! Come here!"
"Come here quickly!"
Not far ahead, several spirit bodies wearing black robes and dark golden patterns on their faces turned their heads.
"A group of fallen people who are reveling in the dark, and those who are despised by the sleeping and spitting, sacrifice your dirty body to the gods! God's will rush into the will of your decaying flesh and blood, and blooms a charming flower of darkness!"
Then, several people walked over with great strides.
"Hmph, I'm very obedient. Go and buy me a few boxes of cigarettes. Remember, I need to be thick and long!"
"Yes, yes, our elder brother doesn't like the details!"
"Bring me a few more bottles of water, and I won't drink water that is less than three yuan!"
However, after raising his hands above the top and giving a praise to the god, his body instantly twisted and stretched, instantly crossing five steps to wrap around the red, yellow, blue, green and purple hair.
That situation is like a python surrounding a tree.
When the red, yellow, blue, green and purple hair saw this scene, she screamed in an instant, and the cold sweat was as soft as slurry, and the alcoholic spirit instantly disappeared.
"You...who are you...no, what kind of monster are you?"
However, the spirit did not answer at all, but held his head.
"Look at my eyes! Listen to my voice! Remember my face! Carry my faith! Praise my Lord! Praise the darkness! Death will not sleep, darkness will live forever!"
Then, the spirit body quickly hovered, and its spiral body was like a red wine bottle opener, trying hard to pry open the forehead of the boy Shamatt.
The other several spirit bodies were the same, and they selected a sharmat boy and began to forcefully occupy it.
But at this time, a figure wearing a windbreaker came from a distance.
I saw a golden talisman drawn with cinnabar on his fingers. He bounced it hard, and the yellow paper turned into a stream of light and stuck it on the cameras on the streets and alleys.
When the young man Shamat saw someone coming, he hurriedly shouted: "Come here... come here..."
The man in the windbreaker looked back and showed a playful smile.
Another young man Shamatt was smarter and said quickly: "Brother! Brother! Do you want to help us fight Yaoyaoling? I'll have a drink later. Several younger sisters will introduce you to you.
!Oh no, two! Take the bag away!"
"I love to hear this! But, Yaoyaoling is useless. They will only tell you that you do not believe in rumors or spread rumors. They will only say that what you see is illusion. They do not believe in the truth you tell,
I won't help you either."
Shamat was confused by these words.
"Brother, help me, brother, help me first."
The man in the windbreaker took off his hat and revealed a bright and bright bald head.
That end is brighter than a street light, like the only sun in this darkness.
"There is too much darkness in this world. Without experiencing it, you don't know its existence at all. After experiencing it, you can't resist its existence. The darkness in the outside world is easy to eliminate, but the darkness in your heart is hard to cure! What's even more desperate is that darkness is
Wash yourself and steal the position of the sun."
Shamat was even more frightened because he felt that his five senses and six consciousnesses were all wiped out little by little, and his consciousness was like a big watermelon immersed in water, constantly diving, diving, diving...
The pressure everywhere seemed to be about to swell myself.
"Save me...the muscle golden wheel...save me...I am your fan..."
Wang Jinlong, who was reciting the lines, was like he was interrupted to cast spells and suddenly forgot the words.
"Isn't it good to make me handsome? Why do you interrupt me?"
Take off the windbreaker and reveal a small vest with two stubborns.
The vest is printed with the exaggerated word "Buddha", but no matter how you look at it, it has the texture of Pinduoduo, and it is not solemn and dignified at all.
"What is your nickname? I'll check if you're a real fan!"
Shamatt casually said a name.
Wang Jinlong shook his head, "Not found."
"Brother, font, font, you are simplified Chinese, I'm not."
"What are you?"
“…I don’t know…I copied it…”
After many twists and turns, Wang Jinlong finally found out.
He is really a fan, and his speech records are all praising himself for being handsome and never vilified.
"For the sake of you being real fans, I started killing you!"
Several killing Matter suddenly burst into tears.
I usually worship Guan Gong, the God of Wealth, the Land, and Jesus, but no one is responsible for it.
As a result, I just followed an internet celebrity anchor and saved myself at the critical moment.
Several dark spirits all started and screamed loudly.
Soul impact!
Shamat's resistance was shattered directly, and the dark spirit immediately crawled in like an eel.
After moving his new body, the dark spirit body laughed wildly.
"Are you the guardian of this world? Unfortunately, you are too weak and are no match for us at all!"
"Yeah, you're lucky to meet us. We can give you a chance to believe in the darkness and join us."
"If you can't beat it, join. This seems to be the most wise saying in your world, right?"
While speaking, the dark spirit scratched his hair with an exaggerated hairstyle and even more exaggerated color.
They felt that this was a blasphemy against the God of Darkness, so they used their power to dye their hair into deep darkness and pull back the most natural straight hair.
Another dark spirit body was even more direct. With a bounce of his finger, his hair fell down and he directly leaned against his scalp and peeled his bald head.
Wang Jinlong laughed, "I have to say, you are much more pleasing to those guys just now. However, I still want to purify you!"
Several people moved instantly and surrounded Wang Jinlong from every corner.
"The energy contained in this body is too powerful, but unfortunately, they don't know how to use it!"
"Yes! No wonder the ancient books say that this is a holy place for practice."
"We can absorb their spirit, nurture them into the Holy Spirit and break out of their bodies and return to our world."
"The stupid native actually thought it was the ascension of the Nascent Soul!"
Several dark spirits communicated with each other, and did not take Wang Jinlong in the middle seriously.
Or, in their eyes, Wang Jinlong is already dead.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!
Several palms hit Wang Jinlong's front, back, left and right, and top of his head at the same time.
It was only a little bit short that he could beat Wang Jinlong to pieces and his soul was scattered.
But just this little bit has become an insurmountable barrier.
A solid golden Buddha light flowed under Wang Jinlong's skin.
The mysterious and ancient golden patterns gradually emerged from the body, like a layer of golden bell cover, protecting Wang Jinlong while forcing several dark spirits to retreat.
"What a strong energy!"
"This is not his power!"
"Damn, he also has spiritual body dependence in his body!"
At this time, a sound of Amitabha Buddha rang.
The sound rolled and continued, falling from the sky like a waterfall, constantly washing the scene.
Wang Jinlong opened his eyes.
A blazing red color appeared deep in the children's hole.
The phantom of the golden roc spreads its wings from behind, and a burning charcoal-like pattern winds and flows at the center of the eyebrows, condensing and forming.
"My name is Fahai! Have you heard of it?"
"No, I haven't heard of it!"
"Then listen! The Great Powerful Heavenly Dragon! The Great Powerful Heavenly Dragon! The Great Powerful Heavenly Dragon!!!"
(Sorry, I have disappeared for a long time, and I am running around for life. Now I have stabilized a little, so I have taken the time to resume updates)