If, the appearance of the dried persimmon ghost shark psychic beast is extremely popular, then its end is really unexpected.

Lan Li's sentence was so good, in exchange for Zhou Zhu's sentence, "It's so fragrant!" ”

Why did Zhou Zhu shout that it was really fragrant?

Looking at the dried persimmon ghost shark that fell on the deck, and Lan Li, who couldn't breathe, let's turn back the time to a few seconds ago.

The two white-robed monks, with golden light shining on their bodies, raised their palms to take the head of the enemy general.

Lan Li came first, opening his bloody mouth from the air, and his sharp teeth were shining with golden light.

The two monks are like great enemies, and the golden light can protect the bodies of the two from being torn apart by the fangs.

But if you fall into the mouth of the shark, you will be swallowed by it like the slightest attack ability of Zheng and the two of them, and they know that they can't break it, and this shark is composed of pure chakra.

It's a pity that the situation is not up to anyone, the shark is too fast and too big, so the two monks have to turn their palms and do their best. A sad voice swelled in my heart, "My life is over!" ”

What you can't bear to say, it's going to happen.

But at this moment, two strange red light arrows struck again.

Unlike the one that shot Masami Nagasawa at the beginning, this time it was never seen again, the previous slow stance.

The arrow lost its speed quickly, forming a red streamer in the air, and stabbed fiercely on the body of the shark shark Lan Li and the dried persimmon ghost shark.

The strong inertia pushed the body of the shark shark back out of thin air, and as the body lost control, it smashed on the body of the dried persimmon ghost shark, which was also thrown back by the inertia.

On the ground, he was still dragging the dried persimmon ghost shark, and Lan Li, who crossed a section of the deck, was bloody, and exclaimed, "What is it?" Why can't you move? ”

As for the sad ghost shark, not only could he not move, but he was also directly knocked out by Lan Li's huge body.

In the shock of the audience, Zhou Zhu's words came that he didn't think it was a big deal, "I will give you ten full marks for this appearance." I can only give you one point for this curtain call. ”

Lost wild's true figure, suddenly appeared next to Zhou Zhu, put his hand on Zhou Zhu, and forced himself to straighten his neck. Stopped him, continuing the idea of gibberish.

Zhou Zhu was not like everyone present, because he didn't find a figure.

With the loss of no scarlet truth, corrected his sight. Zhou Zhu finally maintained the same stunned expression as everyone on the deck.

I saw that on the cliff on the right bank, a priest dressed as an old monk, standing with a bow, his eyes slightly drooping, scanning the people on the battleship. The majestic figure is like a fairy.

The two monks on the boat looked back, clasped their hands together and saluted, and called, "Master." ”

The elegant silver-white priest's uniform, against the backdrop of the old monk's solemn face, is even more mysterious

When the old monk heard the voice of his disciple, he jumped down the cliff, as if riding the wind, and slowly fell from a high place to the battleship.

The old monk, who was over seventy years old, had a pair of kind eyes hanging slightly, and under the heavy eyelids, there were a pair of ordinary, even slightly cloudy eyes.

The upright and solemn face is like the golden Arhat descending into the world, highlighting the majestic style.

Wrap one hundred and eighty Zen beads on the left, and make the Dharma seal of the wonderful sound of Buddhism with one hand. The thumb is clasped on the index finger, the middle finger is pressed and erected, and the finger is erect, level with the middle finger.

Holding the treasure bow of red light overflowing on the right, the Buddha is painted riding the clouds and mist, and the bow shoots the pattern of the firmament. The bow is embellished with bright rubies, making it extraordinary.

Since the start of the war, Scarlet Loss, who has never felt pressure, looked at the bow and arrow, and his face finally changed.

"Hachiman Divine Bow? Yunokuni – Hachiman Shrine? "Lost Ye Scarlet really seems to be talking to herself, and she seems to be asking the other party.

The old monk didn't answer, but he saw him standing quietly like a pine, and instantly raised the longbow with his right hand, and the gesture of the Miaoyin seal in his left hand was not closed, and he clasped the bowstring with his thumb and index finger, pulling and shooting.

A strange red light bow and arrow, generated out of thin air, shot at the Lost Scarlet Truth at great speed.

Before the scarlet voice fell, he lost his mind for a while, and the old monk seized the opportunity, and suddenly an arrow pierced his heart and flew to the ground.

The form of the field has taken a sharp turn. Three times the top of the navy, one fell off a cliff and died, one was hit by an arrow and did not move, and the other went to the rear to dredge the river.

The two shifts could only rely on themselves to protect the mission items.

Now the teacher of the first class, Qing, is so weak that he can't stand up due to excessive consumption of chakra, and Ibaraki Heiji was also killed by the other party.

The dried persimmon ghost shark was crushed to the ground by the psychic beast.

The strength of the two classes can fight, and there are only five people left led by Scarlet Truth.

At this time, an arrow instantly restrained the strongest Scarlet Zhen, how can this be beaten?

Lao He hadn't given a few people time to think about it, and he pulled the bowstring three times in a row, except for Zhou Zhu, the other three people were directly thrown away, following in the footsteps of the wild scarlet.

The hand holding the bow sank, and the old monk spoke leisurely, "The old man should not have been contaminated with the mortal world, but he owes cause and effect and has to pay it back." ”

"The ninja of the fog, since he forced the old man to make a move, he is also reasonable." The old monk said to himself.

He looked at Zhou Zhu, the only one still standing, in the middle of the field, "Lao Gu never kills, guy, hand over the altar, and I will take my two disciples who are not successful to leave." ”

Yes, Zhou Zhuneng is still standing with a gamble, precisely because of the seven-tailed sealing altar hanging on his chest.

But Zhou Zhu didn't know this, he thought that the other party was really compassionate.

Zhou Zhu looked at the crowd on the deck, scattered on the street. Look at the two white-robed monks who raised their eyebrows at themselves and were eager to try, and the amiable old Hesang in front of them

"Here you go, you're really not going to kill me?" Zhou Zhu instantly judged the situation with a real face.

Kengo Aoda fell on his back on the deck, his whole body couldn't move, and he didn't stop, and directly mocked Zhou Zhudao, "If he lied to the ghost, can you believe it?" What about your brain? If he could still move, he would have slapped Zhou Zhu in the face and woke him up. It's a pity that the reality is that his whole body has lost control except for his mouth cannon.

Zhou Zhu ignored him, hugged the seven-tailed sealing altar on his chest, and walked slowly towards the old monk, as he walked, "You swear a poisonous oath first, otherwise how can I believe you?" ”

Zhou Zhu vividly interpreted the child's kind of innocent thoughts, as well as the hesitation of strangers' words, and the physical unconscious obedience to the strong.

Thanks to Zhou Zhuzhen's cute appearance, the old monk didn't care about it, what was the threat. Even if there was, such a young child, he was confident that he would kill it with one palm.

The old monk looked at Zhou Zhu seriously with a pair of kind eyes, "Don't worry, the monks don't speak." I Hachiman Shrine, worship the god of bows and arrows, the great bodhisattva of Hachiman. The most taboo is to be contaminated with mortal cause and effect. ”

"You give the altar to the old man, the old man will not kill people and destroy his century-old school"

The words are set one by one, and they are mysterious and mysterious, and Zhou Zhu despises them in his heart, but unfortunately he can't show them.

Looking at the seventy-year-old monk, I didn't expect that he was already 100 years old. Also, the old man who is over seventy looks about the same.

"You are a hundred years old, you are a hundred years old! I can't see it anyway. Zhou Zhu slandered in his heart, and his footsteps did not stop, but he seemed to believe the other party. The pace was a little cheerful, and he accelerated towards the other party.

The two monks behind the old monk looked at Zhou Zhu who was getting closer and closer, and they didn't bother to hide it.

The old monk's eyes are still kind, like the grandfather next door, pretending to be amiable.

The seven-tailed sealing altar is close at hand. The old monk was still calm. The two monks behind him may not have practiced enough and had insufficient concentration.

Or maybe you have been practicing at the shrine for a long time, and you don't have contact with outsiders, so you can't even control the emotions on your face.

Zhou Zhutuo was under the Seven Tails Sealing Altar, and his hand that was blocked from sight was densely filled with electricity, and it had already been covered by a layer of thunder attribute chakra.

The left hand of the old monk who made the Buddha seal of Miaoyin also has the tendency to turn down, and the golden light is secretly continued.

The two white-robed monks, their palms retracted into the sleeves of their robes, ready to go.

The two parties, each with their own ghosts, already regard each other as mortal beings.

Zhou Zhu had already walked in front of the old monk, and the old monk couldn't wait to step forward, and the two were almost close.

The old monk's left hand has gone up and down again, wanting to take Zhou Zhu to top the spirit.

Zhou Zhuwei's hand holding the jar, the accumulated thunder and lightning, forming a thin film. The fingertips are exposed to the bottom of the altar to cover, and they also want to penetrate the opponent's waist and abdomen.

The two monks in the white robe, the hind legs took a step back, bent and accumulated, the sleeves were brought back, and the pure palm power only took half a second, and it could definitely smash Zhou Zhu.