These dozen rockets are much smaller than the previous fire spikes, but their power is doubled.
Not only was the surrounding air distorted and deformed by the scorching heat, but the speed of the rocket was also very fast, and it caught up with Wu Yazi in an instant.
Just as the rocket was about to shoot Wu Yazi into a hedgehog, suddenly a monk wearing cassocks emerged from the mound next to him and muttered something in the direction of Wu Yazi.
I saw that the originally fast rocket suddenly seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and its speed began to slow down.
Wu Yazi took advantage of this and dodged about half a meter to the right, dodging most of the rockets. Even so, there was still one rocket that he could not avoid. It passed through his left arm and blood flowed instantly.
It spurted out.
Bang bang bang!
Wu Yazi slapped his right fingers back and forth near his hand, quickly sealing the blood vessels near the wound. When the bleeding stopped, he fell to the ground and stood side by side with the cassocked monk who had just come to the rescue.
The cassock-robed monk is naturally the Master Jinguang.
The two of them had deep expressions on their faces, and both of them stared in the direction of the death of 'Laity White Lotus'.
I saw a paper figure lying on the ground, lifeless. It was obviously someone who cast a spell and pretended to be the White Lotus layman.
At this time, a figure walked out from a distance.
The moonlight was bright, and it was clear that he was the real White Lotus layman.
The Buddha and the Taoist looked at each other and saw a hint of solemnity in each other's eyes.
Here, layman Bailian held a long sword in his hand, pointed at the two Buddhists and Taoists, and asked in a cold voice: "Master Jinguang, Wu Yazi, why do you want to attack me secretly?"
"Principal Bailian, you are quite scheming."
Wu Yazi laughed evilly. He no longer had the spirit of immortality before. He pointed at the paper man and the dead horse in the distance and said: "You have exhausted all your tricks and gave up flying or hiding. You chose to ride a horse like a mortal, and you still controlled it.
The paper man disguises himself as leading the way."
"As the saying goes, if you don't do evil things, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door. If you are so careful, aren't you afraid of retribution if you do too many evil things?"
Master Jin Guang also opened his eyes angrily, pointed at Layman Bai Lian and cursed loudly: "Thieves, you not only defiled my Buddhist disciple's innocence and stole his heart, but you also directly took his body as your own. It's really a bad death!"
When he said this, Lin Feng couldn't help but frown, feeling that things seemed a bit complicated.
Here, after being scolded by two 'Jie Dao' people, Lay Practitioner Bai Lian suddenly burst into laughter, then pointed at the two of them and said: "What qualifications do you two Jie Dao cultivators have to accuse me here?"
"Jie Xiu?" Wu Yazi sneered and cursed: "Whore, you don't want to spit on others!"
"Am I a slanderer?" Layman Bailian looked at Wu Yazi, "What did you do to that Lingzhifu? Where are the bones buried now?"
Lin Feng couldn't help but picture a man with a big sword on his back and well-developed chest muscles.
Lay Practitioner Bai Lian continued: "And Lin Qingshan, who we met at the foot of the mountain and had been thinking about the Tao of Talisman, was it also killed by the two of you?"
"Amitabha." Master Jin Guang called the Buddha's name and said, "Donor, please don't slander anyone. The little benefactor Lin Qingshan has not been seen by the poor monk since the end of the auction."
"So, Bald Donkey, you admitted to killing that Lingzhifu." Layman Bailian asked with a smile.
"In our practice, strength is respected. Those who have the strength to possess rare goods and treasures should take possession of them. Why not?"
Master Jin Guang did not deny it, and it was quite natural. However, when he changed the subject, he pointed at the White Lotus layman and continued to curse: "You, on the other hand, raped my Buddhist disciple and refined him into your own puppet. You are worse than a beast.
, humans and gods are outraged!”
"Jin Guang, I miss you so much that I will let you die today."
I saw layman Bailian suddenly say something ambiguous, and then took out a special storage bag.
"A storage bag that can store spiritual energy?" Wu Yazi said immediately with sharp eyes.
Layman Bai Lian chuckled: "Taoist Priest has a good eye. This 'storage bag' that can store spiritual energy costs a lot of spiritual knowledge."
Then, he looked at Master Jin Guang, who seemed to have guessed something, and sighed: "Children, out of consideration for your filial piety, I will let you fully understand today."
After saying that, he patted the storage bag, and a wisp of smoke floated out from the bag.
The smoke cleared, and Master Du'e appeared in front of everyone with a sinister face.
Master Jin Guang seemed to be unable to bear it any longer. He ran over and knelt on the ground with a plop, crying: "Aunt, I am Nian'er! Before his death, my father kept chanting my aunt's name and said that his magic power was low. Inquiry
If I can’t find my aunt’s whereabouts, I will find her no matter what!”
As soon as these words came out, Master Du'e, who had a livid face and looked like she should not let strangers in, couldn't help but feel a trace of sadness on her face.
But he saw her sighing: "Idiot, why is this necessary? We are all monks now, so we should cut off the world of mortals and stop thinking about everything in the world."
"But aunt, you have to avenge your death!" Master Jinguang Nian'er suddenly hugged Master Du'e's legs and cried loudly: "This evil beast Bailian refined you into what you are now.
This appearance ruins your moral conduct. This is an irreconcilable hatred and must be avenged!"
"Nian'er, you wrongly blamed your uncle." Master Du'e sighed and said quietly.