Under the night, in the dense forest, a large ball of dog blood, chicken blood mixture flew towards the Shinto monks.
With just one glance, his expression changed drastically!
vomit……!
It was so disgusting. When he saw that lump of stuff, an unparalleled sense of nausea arose in his heart, and his mental state became distorted, as if it was about to dissipate.
The weather here is already hot, and the mixture of dog blood and chicken blood has been left for a day and has become dark and sticky. Some of the blood has condensed into lumps, which is as disgusting as possible.
Especially, in his sight, the disgusting viscous blood also exuded a gray-black twisted disease aura, which made him very uncomfortable. If it was contaminated on his body, the Yinshen would be contaminated!
With a roar, the tail of the giant python next to him came across the sky, trying to drive away the disgusting blood.
However, under the control of Bai Yang's thoughts, the disgusting blood was able to turn around, avoid the python's tail, and continue to rush towards the Shinto monk who was twisting like black mist.
"Get it off me" he growled with a distorted face, it was so disgusting.
Phew! The python's head stretched out like lightning and swallowed the disgusting blood in one gulp.
Puff puff puff... The silver-white giant python swallowed the disgusting blood, stretched out its tongue, and lay on the ground in disgust, as if it was vomiting.
In the distance, Bai Yang's mouth twitched, and he felt a little nauseous. You could imagine the state of the mixture of chicken and dog blood that had been left for a day. The fishy smell filled his nose, and he had been leaving it far away all day long.
Scratching my head, it seems to be of no use. Are all the Internet scams?
No matter, there are several large buckets of this disgusting stuff. Throw them all at him. Even though they are useless, they will still disgust you to death!
Gududu, his mind controlled a large ball of disgusting blood and threw it towards the opponent again.
But this time Bai Yang separated the disgusting blood and surrounded it from all directions. Even if you control the giant python, you can't even think of blocking all the disgusting blood at once.
"Come back!" The sinister Shinto monk's figure was twisted, as if he was trembling with anger.
The figure soared into the sky and escaped. He didn't want to be contaminated by those disgusting things, but the blood was chasing him!
Ahhhh, I'm going to kill you, he roared in his heart and muttered words in his mouth, a forest of white flames circled around him, the flames did not feel hot, but the air became bone-chilling, and the surrounding vegetation quickly condensed with frost, poof
Frozen into powder with a sound.
The disgusting blood like raindrops was stained with the white flames, the gray and black disease gas invisible to the naked eye was burned away, and the blood itself was frozen into ice particles and crushed.
"Hell, the flames that appeared out of thin air didn't ignite the plants, but were extremely cold. What's the principle?" Bai Yang was stunned when he saw this scene.
His head was turning so fast now that he couldn't figure out what was going on. That was because he didn't understand the methods of Shinto monks, but one thing he understood was that the ghost-like guy didn't want his blood to be stained on him!
That's enough. It seems that what I prepared is useful!
Whoosh, whoosh, one after another, the disgusting blood flew away. Bai Yang was playing tricks, and the blood was turned into shapes like arrows, snowflakes, knives, etc. in his mind, but nothing could be done in front of the white flames.
Get close to the ghostly Shinto monk.
After a few times, the blood ran out.
It's okay, there are other things, let's see if they have any effect.
The garlic flew up, peeled off its skin, and flew towards the opponent like a bullet.
"What is this? It contains hot Yang Qi and can burn my soul!"
The Shinto monk frowned slightly. In his eyes, those pieces of garlic were no different from red-hot molten iron.
But this is nothing to him. With one move, he eats fresh food all over the sky. White flames sweep out. The hot yang energy on the garlic is burned out, and the garlic itself is frozen into ice slag and crushed. Without the yang energy,
Garlic powder is useless to him.
Shinto and martial arts are two completely different concepts and cannot be inferred using common sense.
It's just common sense, it's so unscientific to separate the soul from the body...
"Nary, what is that white flame? It is tangible but intangible. It can be seen but cannot be touched. This is impossible." Bai Yang scratched his head in the distance.
He could see the strange flame with his mind, and he could also tell from the frost on the surrounding vegetation that it was a cold flame, but he couldn't touch it with his mind, as if it was in two dimensions.
It's like you can feel the air, but you can't grasp it.
The garlic was used up and could not harm the opponent, but Bai Yang vaguely judged that these strange things seemed to be useful, but the opponent's level was too high, so the effect was infinitely smaller.
The garlic was gone, and then the donkey's hooves were immediately useless. No one even looked at it. The donkey's hoof penetrated directly through the ghostly body, and no one even looked at it.
"Tsk, tsk, donkey's hooves seem to be good for zongzi, not ghosts... Next, let's try the holy water of the foreign monk..."
Bai Yang grinned, and then thought about it, numb, let's use something else, and save that disgusting thing for the end.
A ball of holy water stolen from the Cross Church flew out and flew towards the opponent.
"What kind of water is that? It actually contains the light of purification! But it's too dim and useless to me!" Seeing the ball of holy water, the Shinto monk frowned again.
It was still a forest-white flame, as white as ice mist. It was obviously a rising flame but it was extremely cold. It swept across, surrounded the holy water, and burned the white and weak light of purification above. The pure water turned into ice lumps, which had no effect on his soul.
use.
"The so-called holy water penetrated his ghost-like body..." Another thing was useless, Bai Yang's eyes narrowed slightly.
First it was a mixture of dog blood and chicken blood, then garlic, then holy water, and he gradually figured out the taste.
The things themselves seemed useless to the ghost, but those things contained something that could hurt him, but they were just wiped out by the other party with the white flames, and the thing that could hurt the other person was invisible to him.
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This reminded Bai Yang of the words of Zhong Midnight, the Shinto monk he killed in Hongyan Mountain, that the world is filled with all kinds of 'qi', and this kind of Qi can only be seen by opening the so-called wisdom eye!
But here comes the question, what exactly is Wisdom Eyes?
"Just because I can't see it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. The other party is a Shinto monk. He must be able to see the 'qi' contained in those things that can hurt him, so he annihilated them with flames in advance."
Quickly summing up in his mind, Bai Yang gradually gained a little understanding of Shinto monks, but still almost zero.
While he was thinking about something, he was not idle. A wooden cross more than one meter high flew up, penetrated the dense forest and flew toward the opponent.
"What is that thing? It actually contains a lot of power of faith, just for me to use!" The Shinto monk's eyes lit up when he saw the flying cross.
Seeing his expression with his mind, Bai Yang was speechless. It seemed that I had done something stupid?
In the eyes of Bai Yang and others, it was just an ordinary wooden cross, but in the eyes of the Shinto monks, it was entwined with wisps of white power of faith. This kind of thing is the most rare and good thing that nourishes the soul.
The cross is placed in the church and worshiped by those who go to pray. Every sincere prayer will have a ray of faith wrapped around it. It cannot be seen with the naked eye, but Shinto monks can see it and use it.
Facing the cross, the Shinto monk took the initiative to fly over, his soul clinging to the cross, and he breathed in extremely intoxicatingly. Suddenly, wisps of the power of faith were sucked into his body.
Bai Yang couldn't see the so-called power of faith, but he could see the ghost-like guy smelling the cross disgustingly, and then his black mist-like body actually solidified a little.
I'll go, what's going on?
"It's a pity, there are too few." The Shinto monk said with some regret as he let go of the cross, and then looked in the direction of Bai Yang with burning eyes!
There must be many good things in the hands of my target over there.
Boom boom boom! The huge spider walked through the dense forest and quickly approached Bai Yang and the others.
Everything that happened before is a long story. In fact, it only happened within ten seconds. At this time, the two sides were only a hundred meters apart.
There were no poisonous insects or ferocious beasts around anymore, but Jiang Shan, who was holding a sharp sword, had a solemn expression on his face as he protected his junior sister and retreated little by little.
"Master..." Lin Bing'er looked at Bai Yang and hesitated, her body trembling slightly.
Bai Yang was still staring ahead, not stopping to study the actions of the Shinto monks.
The holy water cross failed to hurt the opponent. Next came the incense ashes stolen from the temple, which flew over like smoke, but it was useless and they just ignored it...
Alms bowls, Buddhist beads, wooden fish, and a series of other things stolen from temples and Taoist temples were thrown in, but they were still useless.
"Let me go. The things stolen from temples and Taoist temples are useless at all. They are not as useful as those from foreign monks. I understand that those places are basically tourist places. I guess the monks and Taoists are all paid fake wages.
Their things are useful..." Bai Yang, who quickly understood this, was quite speechless.
Looking back now, the Taoist temples he went to were built not long ago. It was all his fault that he was greedy for convenience. If he went to the Shaolin Temple to steal the jade purification bottle from the Guanyin Bodhisattva statue, he might have killed the Shinto monk.
Crackling...
The trees broke, and a huge spider appeared in the eyes of Bai Yang and others.
"Master, let's go quickly!" The four Bingqing and Yujie girls guarded Bai Yang behind them and said in horror as they looked at the Shinto monk on the back of the big spider.
Standing high above him, he looked down at the people present and said evilly: "Leave? No one can leave!"
"Hey, are you a human or a ghost?" Bai Yang stretched his head from Lin Bing'er's shoulder and looked at the other person and asked.
The other party looked at Bai Yang and smiled evilly: "Are you Bai Yang? You killed so many people from the Blood Lotus Sect and you didn't run away?"
"Why should I run? Didn't you see the golden light of merit on my body? Also, you didn't answer my question," Bai Yang said, staring at the other person.
"Hahaha, it's just you? Returning the golden light of merit? I didn't see it, but I saw that you were riddled with evil spirits!" The Shinto monk burst out laughing...