The runes formed by the flying knives were very powerful, with an ancient aura on them, and that aura gave me a familiar feeling.
I have seen Ksitigarbha, and I was almost blown to pieces by a thunderstorm caused by an old monk.
So I can be said to be quite familiar with the aura of Buddhism.
At this time, the aura above the rune was the Buddhist aura!
The runes carried the unique majesty of Buddhism, which made me feel very uncomfortable.
Perhaps because of the relationship between Ying Gou and Ksitigarbha, I have a natural resistance to Buddhism.
So although that rune was very powerful, I didn't think about dodging it. Instead, I took a deep breath and took a step forward.
The next moment, I raised my fist and punched the rune that had reached my head.
"boom!"
With a muffled sound, my fist landed on the rune, and the huge impact caused waves of fluctuations in the surrounding air.
And I couldn't help but take a step back.
The rune was covered with cracks and then turned into fragments in the air.
As the runes shattered, the guy in a black trench coat standing at the door staggered, and then took several steps back.
But the next moment, he straightened up again, then made a strange magic spell with both hands, and looked at me with his mouth wide open.
The mouth opened wider and wider, and in the end, the whole face was almost turned over.
Immediately afterwards, an indigo figure flew out of his mouth.
It was a smooth, indigo-blue thing with a bald head and a mouth full of sharp teeth.
There is a wing on its back, and three arms on its chest.
There are three arms, one holds a knife, the other holds a fork, and the last one actually holds a demon-conquering pestle.
Looking at that thing, I couldn't help but frown. This thing was actually a Rakshasa!
Of course, this is not a real Rakshasa, but the soul of a Rakshasa that the man at the door has in his body.
This made me even more curious about the identity of the guy at the door.
First there was a Buddhist talisman, and then he actually transformed into a Rakshasa. This guy must have a deep connection with Buddhism.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little nervous in my heart. Could it be that Ksitigarbha already knew that I was in Jishui and sent someone to deal with me specifically?
This Rakshasa ghost screamed strangely and rushed towards me, waving the weapon in its hand and looking ferocious.
I sneered, let alone the ghost of a Rakshasa, I would not be afraid at all even if a real Rakshasa came.
I stared closely at the Rakshasa rushing towards me, and then frantically mobilized the power in my body.
The next moment, my eyes became pitch black, like ink.
Two long fangs also grew out of the corners of its mouth.
"犼!"
I opened my mouth and roared at the Rakshasa.
With a roar, the Rakshasa, who had a fierce look on his face, suddenly stopped with a look of horror on his face, then let out a shout, turned around and flew back without hesitation.
It is just a small Rakshasa, and what I just used was the power of Ying Gou, or to be precise, the power of Jian.
Jian is the most powerful ferocious beast in the world in ancient times. It even feeds on dragons. Its power is beyond the power of a small Rakshasa.
So just by feeling this aura, the Rakshasa was frightened and ran away.
Seeing Rakshasa coming back, the man opened his mouth without hesitation and swallowed it in one gulp.
I walked over with a smile, looked at the guy in black with a mask on his face, and said, "Who are you?"
But the man just looked at me coldly and had no intention of speaking.
I smiled again and then said: "If you don't say it's okay now, since you are already here, you can't leave. I will find a way to get you to talk later."
Although the origin of this guy is mysterious and makes me a little confused, he is not powerful, at least I can deal with him easily.
"Go on, let's see what else you can do." I continued walking forward.
He looked at me, still silent, but when I got closer to him, he stretched out his hand.
The hands were so shriveled that they looked like old tree roots that were short of water.
He raised his hand, then flipped his wrist, and with a pop, it was inserted directly into his chest.
Seeing his actions, I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
My heart asked me what was this, knowing that I couldn’t be beaten, so I started to harm myself?
Although the idea of committing suicide after losing a fight is a bit surprising to me, I'm not too surprised. After all, I've seen too many strange things in the past few years.
It's just that the guy is obviously not out of his mind, so he must have his own reasons for doing this.
Could it be that he committed suicide because he knew he couldn't leave, and he didn't want me to catch him and ask him secretly?
Thinking of this, I rushed towards him, stretched out my hand and grabbed him.
But the next moment, I knew something was wrong.
Because at this time he had already looked at me and raised his head, although his face was covered by a mask and his expression could not be seen at all.
But in his eyes, I saw a smile, and there was a hint of ridicule in that smile.
Seeing this smile, I knew something was wrong.
The next moment, he pulled on his chest with both hands, and immediately a terrifying gash was ripped out of his chest.
However, there was no scene of plasma splashing as imagined, but rather strange streams of thick black liquid flowing out of his chest.
The liquid looked like asphalt, which was a little disgusting, and fell on the floor at his feet.
I frowned, not knowing what this method was, but no matter what, I had to catch this guy first.
So I didn't stop at all, but rushed directly in front of him, then stretched out my hand and grabbed his head.
But the moment I stretched out my hand, a scarlet light flashed in his eyes, like a ball of fire, and it suddenly burned directly.
In an instant, the black liquid flowing from his chest to the ground floated to the ground and floated towards me, as if hearing some call.
I had been on guard in my mind, and when I saw this situation, I immediately stopped and retreated back.
And the black liquid actually followed me.
I frowned and stood still. The evil energy from my body kept pouring out, forming an invisible wall of evil energy in front of me.
The black liquid floated over and was blocked by my evil spirit.
The next moment, the sound of sizzling sounds kept ringing.
I looked in front of me with some surprise. The liquid was like extremely concentrated sulfuric acid. It was highly corrosive and was constantly corroding my evil spirit.
However, this kind of corrosion is extremely slow. If you want to break through this wall of evil spirits for a while, you will definitely not succeed.
There is indeed something different about this guy.
Thinking of this, I frowned and decided to deal with him as soon as possible.
So I flashed my body and appeared directly in front of him. Then before he had time to react, I raised my finger and pierced his neck with my nails.
When the nails were pierced, the man did not react in any pain, but simply stole it from behind, and then smashed his whole body to the ground.
This made me feel a little surprised. I thought this guy would resist anything he said, but I didn't expect him to fall down like this.
I looked down at him, but the next moment, a strong sense of danger suddenly hit me.
"Click, click!"
As the sound rang out, the body of the man lying on the ground began to twist, and his body made strange movements from time to time.
"boom!"
The next moment, the man's chest exploded, and a black mist poured out of it.
The black mist dispersed in the room and floated in the air.
I turned my head, looked around, and frowned involuntarily.
I can tell that the black mist floating in the air is definitely not normal, because where they are, they actually look like a formation!
I subconsciously took a step back, feeling something was wrong.
At the same time, voices like singing sounded in my head.
