The big-headed monk originally stared at the person crawling out of the hole in the wall. When he saw that it was a young woman without any clothes, he was so frightened that he quickly turned around and chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, sin, sin, sin!"
Although this woman is beautiful, she has a demonic look on her face, which shows that she is not good at first glance.
She glanced around with her peach eyes, and suddenly saw the old spider spirit who died tragically on the ground. She suddenly rushed over and cried loudly: "Old man, why did you die in such a short time? After hundreds of years of practice, there was no sound.
Dead!"
Miffel looked interesting and asked, "Is he your grandfather?"
The woman sobbed and said, "Are you a fool? Can't you see that he is my husband-in-law? If he were my grandfather, would I be so sad? You can't stay with me forever. My husband-in-law promised to accompany me throughout this life!"
Miffel smiled and said: "Seeing that your husband-in-law is very old, just die. Sooner or later, he will die in front of you. If he dies, another one will be replaced!"
The woman cried: "Who said my husband is older than me? I have been in human form for more than two hundred years, but my husband has only been in human form for less than a hundred years, so he can't look good!"
Everyone was shocked when they heard this. This woman looked young, but turned out to be an old goblin!
The woman continued to cry: "Ms. sir, I won't let you covet the little favor that goes against heaven. A big tonic pill only temporarily increases your mating ability, but you have incurred the disaster of death! What's more important or less important? You are
I can’t tell the difference!”
Lang Zixuan said from the side: "Hey, miss, you are also a spider spirit. Since you know that it is wrong to listen to people who go against heaven, please put our people down."
The woman raised her head, her eyes became fierce, and asked: "Who killed my husband?"
Everyone saw a murderous look in her eyes and couldn't help but be on guard. Only the big-headed monk was still chanting sutras with his eyes closed.
The woman looked at them one by one until she saw the big-headed monk. She suddenly stopped looking and stared at his Zen staff, which was still stained with brains.
The woman suddenly howled, bared two fangs, and four more hands sprouted from her back, making a total of six arms. They opened like ghost claws and rushed towards the big-headed monk.
Everyone had already noticed her actions. As soon as she came up, a divine light, a long whip, and the double-headed nun's plain jade sword attacked her at the same time. Lang Zixuan tore the big-headed monk away.
The woman was also very fast. She missed a single hit and flipped onto the ceiling. Her hands and feet were stuck to the ceiling, and she hung upside down. Suddenly she opened her mouth and spit out a wisp of white silk, which went straight to the big-headed monk's neck.
The two-headed nun caught up and slashed the sword in her hand, but failed to cut off the white silk. Instead, the white silk became entangled in the blade of the sword. The white silk became thicker and thicker, turning the sword into a sledgehammer.
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Lang Shuoyang took a step out of the way, jumped up, and stabbed her from behind.
But I saw this woman spreading her arms and legs, sucking on the ceiling, holding white silk in her mouth to compete with the two-headed nun, sticking her butt out, and spurting out another stream of white silk from the back eyes, heading straight towards Lang Shuoyang.
Lang Shuoyang knew that her white silk was extremely sticky and would be difficult to peel off once it got on it. He flipped it over to avoid the white silk. He suddenly saw the bluestone on the ground and kicked it with his foot. It hit the white silk. The woman stared in front of her.
The two-headed nun, who has no eyes in the back of her head, relies entirely on feeling. As soon as the white silk threads touch the stone, it immediately surrounds it, twisting a stone into a big ball.
Lang Shuoyang used her silk thread to wrap around the stone. He took out a few silver needles from his pocket, reached out and popped them out, hitting the woman's butt. Her butt hurt, her muscles tightened, and the silk thread was immediately cut off.
Lang Shuoyang took advantage of the situation, and the moment her muscles had just relaxed, a divine light penetrated the back of her eyes, blocking her and trying to spurt out white silk!
The female goblin felt pain and quickly climbed up, biting off the silk thread in her mouth. She crawled back and forth on the ceiling with Lang Shuoyang, but she couldn't get rid of Lang Shuoyang's divine light.
Lang Zixuan drew a talisman in her hand at this time, "The Patriarch of Maoshan is in the immortal altar, and the magic and magic are left in the world, but the true fire of Samadhi is there, and the evil corpses are not fully disciplined!"
Before he finished speaking, a bolt of lightning flashed across, and then a red flame ignited, heading straight for the female spider spirit's body.
The female spider was suddenly surrounded by fire, burning and screaming. With her way of doing things, Lang Zixuan's three real fires might not be able to hurt her. The most fatal thing at that time was the puncture in her buttocks.
There was a divine ray, and Lang Shuoyang couldn't help but stir up the true energy. She couldn't stand it anymore, and when the Samadhi True Fire burned, she was unable to resist. She fell to the ground with a "click" from the ceiling, and her eight arms and legs
He curled up, his buttocks couldn't help trembling, and cried out: "Master, please forgive me! If you fuck me again, I will die!"
Lang Shuoyang pulled out his magic light and brought out some shit. Miffel frowned and said, "Young kid, your hands are too cruel. You really don't mind being dirty!"
Lang Shuoyang rubbed his divine light on the female goblin's belly twice, stepped on one of her legs, and said, "Let our people go!"
The feces in the female goblin's belly had been stirred up, so she had no strength to resist anymore, so she had no choice but to recite a spell and let go of the non-greedy monk who had been hanging for a long time.
Lang Zixuan came over and drew an evil talisman on the belly of the female goblin to temporarily disable her magic. Then he said to her: "You swear that you will not harm others or collude with the evil gods in the future. We will let you go. Otherwise...
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Before Lang Zixuan finished speaking, the big-headed monk next to him swung his Zen staff, closed his eyes, hit the female spider spirit on the head, and shouted: "The poor monk wants to eliminate harm for the people!"
Miffel waved her Baigu whip, wrapped it around his Zen staff, and said: "Master, can you not take advantage of others? If someone knocks you down, kill him. If you have the ability, knock him down yourself!"
The non-greedy monk also said: "Yes, if you have the ability, you can take the lead!"
The big-headed monk knew that Miffel was a member of Lang Shuoyang's group and did not dare to offend her. The greedy monk also came to join in the fun and scold him. He couldn't help but get angry and kicked the monk into a spider web. As a result, Lang Shuoyang forced him again.
The spider spirit recited a mantra to let down the non-greedy monk.
Lang Zixuan forced the female spider spirit to swear a poisonous oath, then let her go.
These monsters and elves are different from zombies. Zombies feed on human blood, while ghosts are all fugitives from the underworld, so they have to be conquered one by one. The cultivation of these animal elves is reasonable and legal. Generally, the elves who practice are based on doing good and should not be hurt.
Only when the Taoist practice gradually deepens and can be transformed into a living being can it be transformed into a human form. Five hundred years of Taoist practice generally cannot transform it into a human form.
Therefore, Lang Zixuan did not want to hurt them easily. As long as he promised not to do evil again, it would be fine.
After sending away the spider spirit, everyone cheered up and prepared to move to the next level. Lang Shuoyang was the first to take the lead.
The non-greedy monk lost his face and needed to save it. He strode up to Miffel. Miffel saw that he was wearing open trousers with plain jade footprints on his buttocks. She was not bored and pulled him.