A big face appeared faintly in the sky, and he didn't speak, and it looked a little scary.

Zhou Fengchen sneered, picked up the suona and blew it violently, "Woo! ”

Whew-

Both the army and the monks dispersed with the wind, and then the houses and buildings disappeared like the melting of ice and snow, and the surrounding area was bare.

However, in the farthest place, there were sixteen or seventeen demon monks who spat blood in unison, and their spirits were sluggish.

Zhang Shisan and Monk Yuanzhi ran over at this time, "Dude, it's awesome!" ”

"Don't be awesome!" Zhou Fengchen looked at the sky and hurriedly waved his hand, "Do it!" Kill those demon monks! ”

Zhang 13 and the two were stunned, and the copying guy ran to the side.

The big face in the sky became clear, and it was the head of a bald monk in his thirties, with an angry face: "You dare!"

"What else dare I dare!" Zhou Fengchen accepted the suona and raised the knife to seal: "Doppelganger!" Urgent! ”

Whoosh whoosh ......

More than a dozen shadows rushed around, and those demon monks were completely powerless to resist, and in an instant, blood splashed everywhere and screamed miserably.

"Stop!" The monk in the sky stretched out a big hand and slapped it.

However, after half a beat of slowness, the demon monks died.

Seeing that the big hand was about to hit his body, Zhou Fengchen put away the knife, rolled over his body and hugged his wrist, turned around and shouted, "Brothers, come quickly!"

Zhang Shisan, who was still cutting dogs and hammering pigs, hurriedly ran over and hugged the fingers of his big hand.

"Bite him!" Zhou Fengchen shouted.

The three of them opened their mouths and bit down.

The big hand was in pain, and the three of them felt a flower in front of them, and they returned to the apse of the "Soul Painting Temple", and there was a thirty-year-old monk wearing a gray fluttering monk's robe in front of him, and his face changed greatly.

Zhou Fengchen's eyes were quick, and he grabbed his arm and fell out on his back, and he slashed with a knife.

Seeing that he was about to be slashed with a knife, the monk rolled to the wall and disappeared in a flash.

Zhang Shisan and Monk Yuanzhi slowed down by half a beat, stepped on them with their feet, and as a result, they met their heads, "oops", and rubbed their heads.

Zhou Fengchen said "hey", "This grandson is running fast enough!" ”

Turning his head to look around, the murals had become dull.

Zhang 13 blinked and said, "Brother Zhou, I'll obey you!" How did you come up with this trick? ”

Zhou Fengchen shook his head, "I didn't expect it, it's just nonsense!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the entire hall shook, and a voice outside sounded like thunder: "Kill my apprentice, break my illusion, I want you to die!"

"Not good!" The three of them ran to the outer hall, and as soon as they ran out of the door, there was a "boom" behind them, and the entire apse collapsed, dust, bricks and tiles flew around, and the silhouette of a foot the size of a truck was vaguely raised.

The monk Yuanzhi was about to flee outside the hall, but Zhang Shisan and Zhou Fengchen hurriedly pulled him back.

Monk Yuanzhi was in a hurry, "Run!" What the hell! ”

"Whack-a-mole!" Zhou Fengchen and Zhang Shisan pulled him and jumped out of the gap in the broken wall.

As soon as the three of them dodged open, the front hall and the gate collapsed.

Monk Yuanzhi broke out in a cold sweat all of a sudden, "Damn!" It's really whack-a-mole, a thought is wrong, and your life is almost over, you two are really human spirits. ”

"A hammer!"

Zhou Fengchen and Zhang Shisan took a sip, and the three of them looked up together.

I saw that the monk had just become several stories high, covered in black air, bald head, with a blue face, wearing rag pocket monk robes, and looking down.

Zhang Shisan "leaned" on, "Sure enough, it's a ghost general!" The real body of the ghost! ”

Monk Yuanzhi gasped and asked, "What is the real body of the ghost general?"

Zhang 13 said: "The cultivation of ghosts is very complicated, some want to eat people and harm people, some want to help people and do good deeds, some have cultivated ghosts for a hundred years, and some have cultivated ghosts for thousands of years, so the ghost generals are also high and low, let's divide them into seven grades, the first grade of Yin Cao Ye and the lock master can be leveled, and the seven-grade Judge Cui is enough to choke!" It is said that only those above the third rank have this kind of real body that is not illusory. ”

"I've seen it for a long time!" Monk Yuanzhi's eyes widened, "Then what kind of grade does this Wu Daoist belong to?" ”

Zhang Shisan blinked, "I have to have four grades to ponder!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the earth shook, and the monk came over with a bang.

Zhou Fengchen took a few steps forward, raised his head and said, "Daoist Wu!" I can't blame you for killing your apprentices, they killed people first and did evil, I can't stand idly by, right? Now you help get the three girls in the stockade back, I won't kill you!" Let's shoot two, three, five, what do you think? ”

"Hahaha......" Daoist Wu looked up to the sky and laughed, and the trees around him trembled, "You killed my eighteen apprentices, broke my illusion, and you still want to shoot with me?" Go to hell! ”

As he spoke, he lifted his big foot and stepped on it.

"your grandma!" Zhou Fengchen pulled Zhang Shisan and Monk Yuanzhi to turn around and run.

As soon as he ran away, the ground behind him shattered, and stones and dirt splashed the three of them.

Before they could catch their breath, their big feet stepped down one after another, and the three of them had to turn around and run around the road.

Zhang Shisan gritted his teeth as he ran, "If you can't run away, let's do it!" ”

Zhou Fengchen nodded, "Okay!" You guys are on! ”

"Huh?" Monk Yuanzhi said depressedly, "Why are you going?"

"Lao Tzu casts a spell to kill him in seconds! Otherwise, it's a big deal! Zhou Fengchen pushed them forward, "Come on, you guys!" ”

Zhang Shisan ran to the side with his scalp, took out a fleshy, unknown material doll from his personal pocket, threw it on the ground, sealed his hands, and chanted words in his mouth.

The doll turned into a four- or five-year-old child in the blink of an eye, running around, dodging, like a fly, and opened its mouth to the thigh of Daoist Wu: "Ha!"

A knife shadow flew over, and a "bang" slashed a scar on Daoist Wu's thigh.

Monk Yuanzhi simply ran to the roof of the side and recited the scriptures, and once he read it, Daoist Wu's body slowed down a little.

"Wow, ah, ah......" Daoist Wu was furious, raised his foot and punched indiscriminately.

Zhang Shisan and Monk Yuanzhi were in danger, and they screamed in fright.

Zhou Fengchen had already sat down cross-legged, took a deep breath, his hands kept changing, and there were words in his mouth: "Xuan Twenty-eight!" Forbidden curse! Bow Dementor Blade! The way can be the way, the way of the demon, I Feng Weitian Avenue! The world is demonic, dead and destroyed! Knife out! ”

Buzz –

An illusory strange large knife suddenly appeared above his head, with a curved hook on the tip of his head, and the blade was extremely sharp.

"Daoist Wu!" Zhou Fengchen shouted sharply.

Daoist Wu was stunned for a moment, looked up, and when he saw the strange big knife, his face changed instantly, and he screamed, "Daoist spare your life!" It's not easy for a little ghost to practice! The imp doesn't dare! ”

"It's late!"

Zhou Fengchen raised his hand and waved it vigorously, "Urgent as a law!" ”

Whoosh –

The strange broadsword on the top of the head is as fast as lightning, and it is slashed head-on!

Poof!

Cut Wu Daoist in half with one sword!

Poof!

Another vertical knife slashed him in half!

"Cocoa ......"

Wu Daoist screamed strangely in his mouth, and fell to the ground with a bang, raising the ashes all over the sky, and his soul was scattered!

(End of chapter)