Chapter 134 The True Body (Added to be updated)

A wisp of green smoke floated to the Sun Family Courtyard with familiarity.

The blue smoke fell to the ground and turned into a handsome man in pink. He had a strong joy on his face. Looking at the house with orange lights in front of him, bursts of excitement surged in his heart.

"The mandarin ducks are in the quilt, and a pear blossom is pressing against the crabapple."

The man in pink hummed a poem he heard from the world, and only knew it was a good poem, which was very appropriate tonight's good thing, so he chanted it. After thinking about it, he even used magic to light a big red flower while he was doing it.

On the wedding night, the little lady can be more festive.

The pink-clothed man opened the door calmly, and the pink-clothed man saw two beautiful people on the Luo bed at a glance.

As the saying goes, when you look at a beauty under the lamp, the more you look at it, the more beautiful it becomes.

The pink-clothed man smiled so hard that he could not see the eyes. He could only see the pair of beauties in his eyes. He could not pay attention to it. After the curtains on the side, he suddenly raised the peach wood sword in his hand and let out a loud shout.

"Monster! Current!"

As the peach wood sword pointed at the pink-clothed Langjun, a purple thunder as thick as a wrist appeared out of thin air and slashed straight at the pink-clothed Langjun.

He was thinking about the beauty and was on his own territory. How could the pink-clothed man have imagined that there would be a sudden attack?

He was stunned by the thunder.

For demon cultivators and ghosts, thunder method represents the most brilliant and righteous aura between heaven and earth, and cultivators need to overcome tribulation, monsters transform into shapes, etc., all of which need to overcome this thunder tribulation.

Therefore, this thunder technique is extremely restrained against monsters and ghosts.

However, a thunder that was as thick as a wrist hit the pink-clothed demon cultivator, the foundation-building demon cultivator, had a chaotic demon power all over his body, and the human figure obtained by chance also became a little unstable.

There is a faint phantom and the human figure of the pink-clothed man, and there is an alternation of the destruction of the bright and destruction.

On the Luo bed, Mrs. Sun and her daughter, who were huddling in the corner, hugged each other and looked at the evil spirit who was swaying in horror.

The goatee-bearded Taoist priest looked at the thunder from his treasure, which was useful to the monster. The uneasiness on his face was gone, and he looked at the phantom that was faintly visible on the monster, shouting, "So it's a pig demon!"

Yes, the flashing phantom of the pink man's clothes was exactly the appearance of a giant pig with smooth pink skin, plump and stubborn skin.

Zhu Wu, who hates people about his true body, always appears in human form on weekdays and swept away his spiritual sense. He saw that the goatee-bearded Taoist priest was just a mortal, and he dared to laugh at him.

It's really damn!

Although the falling thunder caused him some harm, it only made his demonic power unstable and difficult to maintain his human form. Since his true body has been revealed, why bother to maintain it?

Today, the Sun family dared to invite someone to eliminate the monsters.

Then don't blame him, he will start a massacre.

Zhu Wu simply transformed back into the prototype, and the demonic power in his body instantly became much smoother. The foundation-building demonic energy was released without reservation, crushing the goatee-beard Taoist priest, and even crushing the entire Sun family.

This Taoist priest and the Sun family deserve to die!

Zhu Wu, who had been struck by lightning, had to reveal his true self, did not remember the low-key behavior that his second brother had repeatedly told him to do. This is the territory of the immortal family and cannot be promoted.

Just thinking about it, it's just a mortal.

At worst, they all killed, and then the five brothers left quickly.

For ordinary people, the pressure of foundation building is like carrying heavy stones and unable to breathe. Mrs. Sun and her daughter did not face it directly, but she was sweating profusely. Both of them were weak and collapsed on the bed, unable to move at all.

The two looked at each other and saw a deep sense of horror from each other's eyes.

Between the neck of the goatee, a square jade lit up independently, and a wave of spiritual power emanated, resisting Zhu Wu's foundation-building pressure and allowing the goatee to stand steadily in the house.

Zhu Wu's eyes were staring at the square jade, and obvious greed spread out from his eyes. He hummed twice, and the saliva from his mouth flowed down unconsciously.

"Good baby, it's mine."

The huge pink pig hummed twice and spoke.

After all, it is not a magic weapon activated by the monks. It is just a moment of reliance on the independent power of the magic weapon.

The square jade with a bright light seemed to have insufficient momentum. After illuminating for a few seconds, it fell down dejectedly.

Without the protection of the square jade, the mountain-like pressure rushed towards the goatee-beard Taoist priest. The goatee-beard Taoist priest's expression became extremely pale when his treasure jade faded.

How could it be?

I rely on this jade, but I have never failed.

He was content with this jade, so he only understood one way to use it. Some special stones would be eaten. Then, as long as he held the jade and thought about it, he could create a thunder.

Every time a lightning strikes, everything is solved.

This time, why can't it work?

The goatee-bearded Taoist priest held the jade with difficulty, thinking about chopping the monster.

The jade light flashed slightly, and a lightning that was as thick as a knuckle struck Zhu Wu's thick flesh. He disappeared without even getting dirty.

When this thunder thunder was emitted, the jade would never light up again.

Zhu Wu glanced at the goatee Taoist priest with contempt, "He is just a mortal. After luckily getting the magic weapon of the immortals, he wanted to beat me and dream."

The goatee-beard Taoist suddenly understood at this moment. I am afraid that the monster in front of him was not comparable to those monsters he had encountered before.

My life is over!

The heavy sadness stained the face of the goatee-bearded Taoist priest, and even Mrs. Sun and her daughter showed despair.

Although they didn't understand the evil magic, they could understand that the Taoist priest who gave high expectations could not beat the monster at all.

Mrs. Sun held her daughter's hand, her eyes full of sadness, but she did not cry.

Forget it, at least they have resisted, at most they can only die.

On the way to the underworld, the mother and daughter can be a companion.

Miss Sun also had a hard time laughing and wanted to comfort her mother.

Inside the house, Zhu Wu had already lost his anger, but instead had the joy of getting the treasure.

The remaining three were all in despair.

The only threatening square jade was already dull. Zhu Wu completely relaxed his vigilance, stepped away four hooves and walked towards the goatee-beard Taoist priest.

This Taoist priest deserves the most.

He actually exposed his true body. For the sake of his gift, Zhu Wu felt that he could give him a clean and neat way to die.

The goatee-bearded Taoist looked at the huge pig demon approaching step by step, and every step seemed to step on his heart. This step was the pace of the King of Hell seeking his life.

Despair was soaked in the eyes of the goatee's Taoist priest a little.

Suddenly, a stream of light as bright as the warm sun flew into the door, opened the door, and slashed at the pig demon with the momentum of slashing the mountain with the momentum of slashing the mountain.

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