The battle was one-sided.

Even if the condition is not good, the Demon Venerables are still slightly stronger than the Ghost Spirit, and don't forget, the four Demon Venerables have all taken the Ghost Lingzhi and have immortal attributes. Four against one, even if the ghost has a breath to suppress, it will eventually be like a sick tiger trapped in a wolf pack, and it has long been defeated.

The reason why the battle dragged on was that the ghosts kept summoning low-level ghosts to come for reinforcements, which was more or less a tonic for the Demon Venerable, and he was reluctant to end it so soon.

"There may be thirteen ghosts, and the battle still has to be fought, and you have to be busy. ”

Before, Thirteen Lang was worried about the root of Huo Linglong's illness, but now that he heard the monk say this, how could he have the leisure to watch his performance again.

"Cut off one of its fingers to prevent future troubles!"

When these words were spoken, the filthy dao who had the intention to open his mouth to dissuade immediately closed his mouth, and the four demon venerables who were still hesitant were vigilant, and they did not spare any strength, competing to pounce on them and feast happily. In the center, the pupils of the four eyes of the ghost all showed horror and screamed.

"Children of the human world, the curse of the deity"

"Definitely!"

"You damned one, I'm the Spirit of the Lord"

"Definitely!"

"You have a spirit of great resentment, and the Lord will not let it go"

"Definitely!"

“”

Real ghosts are dead things, and ordinary spells have no effect on them, but they don't include the ones in front of them. Whether it's extraordinary, dirty, or thirteen, there is a way to make it go up in smoke. But that's not the purpose of Thirteen Lang, whether it is the Demon Venerable or the Ghost Lingzhi, or considering the dumb aunt, Thirteen Lang can't allow it to die in vain, and he doesn't want to be counterattacked by his Jedi, so he simply even casts a fixed word decision, no matter what it does and shouts, it all interrupts.

Under the mouth of the Four Demon Venerables. Soon, the four-eyed ghost "died" in the wail, and its body was torn to pieces.

"That's all there is to it?"

The monks, the Dao, the Thirteen Langs, and even the dumb aunt all had some doubts in their hearts. Although I didn't say it before, in fact, everyone was full of energy, and always guarded against the "big move" of the ghosts; in the end, I couldn't believe it when I waited for a game in vain.

"How so?"

"Because of me. ”

The ghost mother twisted her ugly body, and there were thousands of eyes on nearly a hundred tentacles, flickering constantly. Smug and smug. For some reason, looking at those eyes that were like stars, Bufan felt as if he had fallen into a cold and sticky frozen pulp, and his soul was still very comfortable flying outside the sky.

"Ghost Mother Xuanguang, who specializes in forbidding soul dao supernatural powers. Kun, who can't turn into Peng, "swims" to explain. The expression was envious and even a little flattering, without the pride of an ancient demon beast at all.

Thirteen Lang was silent. Somewhat wary. At the same time, I am a little afraid.

The Four Great Demon Venerables have never made a move, and no one knows what they are capable of; the Ghost Mother is like this, and the other three are tied with it, how can it be so simple? It seems that these four guys are not easy characters to get along with, and they are deeply hidden. No wonder he survived under Nezu's nose.

"Please enjoy it, the king. ”

"Please keep me, sir. ”

With the previous words, among the four demons, the Xuan Turtle and the Black Dragon each cast a spell and simply sealed the two groups of dark qi that were separated. Sent to the dumb aunt and the thirteen lang respectively, it looks very interesting. I don't know whose specialty it is, but it can actually refine the body of the ghost back to its origin, a treasure that is difficult to find in the world.

Of course, the Arcana is only for ghosts, and if it is used to deal with human cultivation, its poison will have to fight with the seven-star clover.

"Work hard. ”

Pretending not to care, Thirteen Lang accepted the spiritual energy, and turned back to Bufan and said, "I heard that for Buddhist disciples, transcending evil ghosts is also a practice. ”

Extraordinary micro-flutes.

Thirteen Lang said: "The ghost and the golden mosquito are their own kings, and now that they are dead, it is time for the master to use his magical powers to subdue the remaining imps and send them back into reincarnation." ”

Bufan was confused, and said hesitantly: "Buddhism attaches importance to cause and effect, cultivates merits, and exceeds the soul to clear resentment, which is indeed helpful for Buddhist disciples to practice." Don't hide it, sir, the monk can cast the soul conjuring Buddha sound, and the Taoist also has a true soul altar on the side, if you can do a ritual with peace of mind, you can see that these ghosts are not dead souls in the world, but they are still ghosts after all, and they may not be able to exceed. ”

The dirty road next to him nodded again and again, and his expression was a little moved.

Thirteen Lang said, "The master thinks I'm joking?"

Bufan looked down at Huo Linglong, then looked up at the dumb aunt, and said, "The transcendent ghost is different from the ordinary magic in the mortal world, and it can't be distinguished. The situation is so bad, and my husband is injured, how can I only care about myself. ”

Shisanlang said: "Disciple of Buddhism, cultivation is practice, and more importantly, it really benefits the common people in the world, how can it be called only caring for yourself? ”

Extraordinary was dumbfounded, stunned for a while, suddenly became pious, and said solemnly: "Mr. can get the true Buddha enlightenment, and the Buddha is profound."

"Stop!"

Shisanlang was most afraid of hearing this kind of words, so he hurriedly said: "Everyone in the whole world may become a monk, but I have no relationship with the Buddha. The master only needs to think about whether he should do this ritual or not. ”

Bufan responded with a wry smile: "Sir has no Buddha fate, so he should tell the truth to the monk, why do you want to do this." ”

He added, "Also, what is the gentleman here for, why do you have to wait for me?"

Exposed?

Big Ash sneered and said, "Don't chirp there crookedly, if you want to go, hurry up, no one stays, and no one is used to you." ”

"Quack!quack!" Chubby jumped out of nowhere, staggering as if drunk, and jumped on top of the big gray head, and then looked at the high-level mosquito kings around him, including the two golden mosquitoes, all of which were empty shells.

"Don't talk about the past. At least I can assure you that the trip was worthwhile. ”

Gently revealing the "past", Thirteen Lang smiled, did not forget to wave his hand to put away the remnants that couldn't even swallow fat, and said in his mouth: "If the two of you really regret and want to leave, I will never stop you." ”

The monks looked at each other, and secretly scolded this family in their hearts, all of them were shameless, and they were all white-eyed wolves.

In fact, what both sides said was not wrong, and it was the first time to dream. Thirteen Lang does have the intention of deceiving, but after coming to the Demon Domain, if the monks and Taoists have not realized this, they are simply deceiving themselves; Thirteen Lang said that this trip is not false, it is also very reasonable, just the sand particles turned by the demon mosquito on the ground cannot be completely easily extinguished by the real fire, and it is priceless.

Come unwillingly, take it willingly, this is the tacit understanding. Besides. Fighting has always been the only way to improve the realm, and the monks, Taoists, and laymen traveled all the way, fighting with demon mosquitoes on the one hand, and collecting spoils like locusts on the other, but they can also talk about sincere cooperation. The reason why the dispute is now erupting. It all comes down to listening to the ghost.

Thirteen days of heavy road, and there is a lord in charge, extraordinary dirty inner trouble. I can't help but worry about my future and my life.

Death may not be enough to frighten two out-of-the-world masters. But such an inexplicable and wonderful death, and death in the land of the Demon Domain, the monk will never be reconciled.

At this juncture, Thirteen Lang suddenly asked them to do a ritual, the purpose was to accumulate merit beyond the soul of the dead, not to mention the monk's way, and even the big gray didn't believe it.

How to leave now?

Unknowingly, after walking more than 1,000 miles, the monk has long been lost. Running around among mosquitoes is tantamount to suicide. Thinking of this, the two of them felt remorse in their hearts, and secretly hated themselves for being greedy. I forgot to leave some marks along the way.

It's useless to stay. They are spiritual cultivators, whether it is a magic weapon or a ban, they will definitely not be able to last long in this kind of place, and as for the geographical form, they didn't pay attention to it at first, but now the two of them realize that there is no way to talk about it in the sea of mosquitoes, and it is the same everywhere.

"Don't you go? Then listen to me and tell the truth. ”

When asked, he refused to speak, but if he didn't ask, he would definitely speak, and Thirteen Lang sent him up the steps in time and said sincerely: "First of all, I won't take the two of them to death casually, there is really a difficult danger to deal with, and I will die first." ”

This is true and has been verified before.

Thirteen Lang said: "It can now be concluded that the demon mosquito mutation is related to the ghost, that is, the so-called Thirteen Heavenly Heavy Dao. Wait a minute, and when the dumb aunt finishes her fragmentary memories, I'll try to explain. ”

As he spoke, the dumb man had already done what Thirteen Lang had ordered, summarized the scattered information obtained by the four demon venerables, and soon passed a few pieces of information, as well as a thin iron chain.

"It seems to be true. ”

Thirteen Lang's expression was calm but not condensed, and he said lightly: "The Thirteen Heavenly Heavy Dao is the thirteen-headed ghost ghost, formerly known as the demon cultivator who was trapped here, and now each has a trace of soul thought on its master, and it is specially designed to integrate the demon mosquito. ”

Dirty Dao was concerned about the reality and said, "Is the strength of the thirteen ghosts equal?

Thirteen Lang fiddled with the iron chain in his hand, shook his head and said: "The strength of the ghost depends on the situation, its initial is the same, but due to the different progress of the mosquito king, the difference in strength will be great. ”

It's hard to understand.

Thirteen Lang said: "The demon mosquito is not a king, but a king after aggregation. Just like the previous two ends, because the ghost is the intermediary, somehow the two ends can be combined into one, and if it succeeds, its own strength and the underworld will be greatly increased. In the same way, the low-level demon mosquitoes are connected and fused by the low-level ghosts, and they gradually rise to the realm. ”

After a pause, Thirteen Lang said quietly: "The specific situation is unknown, but it can be inferred that the more dense the demon mosquito is in the center, the stronger the mosquito king must be." Eleven is ranked at the bottom of the list, and its position is on the edge, which may prove that its strength is average. ”

Obviously, this is not good news.

Thirteen Lang continued: "Not only that, the reason why the Thirteen Ghost Ghost fused the Demon Mosquito is probably to help its master get out of some kind of predicament, this matter should be very difficult, so I guess that after they are successfully fused, most of them will merge twice, until the last Thirteen in the world is invincible!"

The ghosts are all fused, and the most conservative estimate is equivalent to the sum of the strength of twenty-six golden demon mosquitoes and thirteen ghosts, of course, the world is invincible.

There is no need to think about the master, as long as the demon mosquito fusion is successful, under the leadership of the invincible mosquito king in the world, it may be an exaggeration to sweep the world, and a bloody storm is destined to not run.

Bufan asked: "Who is its master, the realm is counted." ”

The owner of the thirteen-headed ghost does not need to think about it to know how powerful the Dao is, if this kind of existence is released, considering the realm will be redundant, and it will lead to a dead end.

Thirteen Lang didn't look at it that way, and while feeling the breath of the iron chain, he said in a deep voice.

"I should have seen their master, whose name is Meerkat Law, or is Mei Shuai?"

(To be continued......)