Hesit...

A rich black mist began to evaporate, making a harsh sound.

"Roar~"

The monster burst into flames and roared from the abdomen.

"Go to death for me!"

Around the blood-colored mandala, countless black gas washed towards her, and the pain was like the heart-eating of thousands of ants. Even she couldn't bear it.

But things have developed to this point. If you don’t kill this monster, not only will she die, but even Su Xiaoxiao and the others can’t escape, so you can only be forced to take it!

puff!

The ghost-slaying sword penetrated deep into the monster's thick neck, moved inch by inch, and finally cut off the air, like a head the size of a water tank, fell to the ground, rolling forward on the ground.

Rumble!

The huge body also collapsed in an instant, smashing a large area of ​​bluestone bricks on the ground.

The monster died?

Blood-colored Mandala and Su Xiaoxiao three girls looked at the scene in front of them and subconsciously thought so.

But before the joy could completely rise to the pretty face, the shrine in front of him began to shake violently.

From the ground, a richer and more abundant black fog emerged.

The entire shrine has undergone earth-shaking changes, and the original portal has become a bloody mouth, and the empty environment inside has been replaced by a bloody scene.

There were countless heads of resentful spirits inside, blood flowing from their pupils, and their hands kept pulling outward, trying to crawl out.

But before these resentful spirits left their bloody mouths, a suction force erupted from the inside.

Like a hurricane, I wanted to swallow everything outside into a bloody mouth!

The black mist was bleak, and under the suction force of the bloody mouth, it kept pouring backwards towards the shrine.

Su Xiaoxiao, who was standing in place, was the lightest, probably because the weight in front of her heart was relatively small. Her feet could not stand firm on the ground and kept galloping forward.

"Catch me!"

Blood-colored Mandala inserted the ghost-killing sword into the ground with one hand, and grabbed Su Xiaoxiao's arm with the other hand, frowned.

"Get firmly on it!"

She lowered her head and saw Mu Yuyan and Lin Youchu holding her left and right thighs. She did not reject it and said seriously, "When we support this suction force, we will leave! The black fog here has dissipated, and it is very likely that the exit has already begun.

Appear."

One minute later,

Su Xiaoxiao, Lin Youchu and Mu Yuyan, who were already galloping on the ground, became increasingly suction with the increasing suction force of their bloody mouths, and all three of them showed the posture of flags and floated horizontally in the air.

"I'm almost unable to catch it." Su Xiaoxiao's voice was filled with a crying voice.

The blood-colored mandala stared at it, blocked the ghost-killing sword with his arms, and held Su Xiaoxiao's arm in both hands, preventing her from being sucked in by her bloody mouth.

"Don't let go!"

At the same time, she stared at Mu Yuyan and Lin Youchu below and scolded loudly.

These two women, looking at her current posture, were worried that she would be split into two by the Ghost-Slaying Sword, and actually wanted to let go!

At this time, once you leave the Ghost-Slaying Sword, you will die!

At this moment, a loud bang broke out in the dim black fog not far away, as if it was shocking the earth, and a white flash suddenly appeared.

Immediately afterwards, a young monk in a gray Zen robe walked out of the black fog.

His eyes were indifferent and his expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't see anything.

"Is it him?"

"How could it be him?"

"Isn't this little monk dead?"

Lin Youchu's three girls looked at the little monk who had been resurrected from the dead and exclaimed in surprise.

Even when the blood-colored mandala saw it, his face turned darker.

She didn't know who the little monk was, but the earth-shaking blow just now made her feel a familiar aura.

It should be the master Qin Lang arranged for tracking and protection to be repelled by this little monk.

Is this guy an enemy?

Why is it so strong?!

The blood-colored mandala was puzzled, and even she was unable to deal with the master arranged by Qin Lang.

And even if this little monk turns into a monster, he is no match for her. Why does he burst out with such power now?

"You guys are just fiddling with things at your doorstep, right?"

The little monk spoke fluent Mandarin with a sarcastic look on his face, "The four women can resist the evil spirits in this barrier, but they have some skills, but unfortunately they are still a little bit short of it.

Those five people from Longguo outside just now are yours?"

Under the suction force burst out from the bloody mouth, the four women of blood-colored mandala were in a mess, but the little monk was as if nothing had happened. Feng Qingyun approached without any influence at all.

"What did you do to them?" Blood Mandala asked coldly.

"Not killed, they wanted to come and save you, but I was temporarily trapped." The little monk had no compassion as a monk. On the contrary, he had a sense of evil spirit on his face, "Your adults are the ones who are born in your family."

Didn’t you tell me, don’t mess around at other people’s doorsteps?

If the little monk hadn't arrived in time, would you know if you were dead?"

"What are you talking nonsense? You're so awesome, kill this monster!"

Lin Youchu shouted loudly, holding the blood-colored mandala's right leg with both hands.

Damn, no matter how handsome she looked at this little monk, she was not happy, and she became more and more disliked.

I have come here, but I haven't seen their current situation?

Everyone is flying, and they are still here to talk to you. Who wants to chat with you?

"Uned not educated, your family has never taught you to speak?"

The little monk snorted coldly, then turned around, looked at the most sensational evil spirit with a huge body as big as a shrine, and said in his heart.

By solving this evil spirit that has been guarding for a long time, his strength can be improved even more!

He walked casually toward the bloody mouth, raised his arm, clenched his fist, and then punched out with a light punch.

Bo!

The suction force in the bloody mouth suddenly stopped, like a soap bubble, making a soft pop.

Then, the strong wind that destroyed the decay and withered burst out, whistling and headed fiercely towards the direction of the shrine.

With just one impact, the entire shrine disappeared in an instant.

Even a little black air can't be seen.

Peng Peng Peng!

Lin Youchu's three girls fell from mid-air one after another, falling on the steps, feeling very embarrassed.

"Oh, it hurts so much! Why did you stop just by saying that? You are not ready!"

"Hey, is this?"

"We're out?!"

The three girls were complaining at first, but when they noticed the surrounding steps, cherry blossom trees, and the radiant sun, they were immediately filled with joy and hugged each other excitedly.

"Sister Blood, are you okay?"

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the blood-colored mandala holding the ghost-killing sword with a cautious look on her face, walked up to her and asked in a low voice.

Blood-colored Mandala shook her head, "I'm fine, the monster is gone, but this little monk is even more terrifying!"

She stared at the little monk.

I never thought that someone could destroy such a huge monster with one blow.

Too easy!

The strength of this little monk is so terrifyingly strong!

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Chapter completed!