The ghost turned into black smoke and clung to the statue.
The statue seemed to come alive, raising its right hand towards the blood eagle slowly but urgently.
As the statue moved, countless dust fell down amidst the creaking mechanical sounds.
Soon enough, in the blink of an eye, the blood eagle had collided with the statue.
There was no explosion, not even a sound:
The two are like two substances with completely opposite properties. After meeting, they merge silently and disappear.
Not a trace remains.
The statue that lost its right arm let out an earth-shattering roar.
The shock caused the snow in the entire Hinoki Mountain to fall rustlingly.
The middle-aged monk who was sitting cross-legged practicing in Jinguang Temple suddenly opened his eyes.
In the night, a few inches of light erupted from his eyes.
"Namo Amitabha."
"The devil is born. If I don't go to hell, who will?"
After saying that, his sleeves were fluttering and he ran straight towards the Hinoki Mountain.
After him, a young monk slowly condensed into shape.
The monk wore a ferocious bronze mask, held a black short knife in his left hand, and a blood-stained letter in his right hand.
It is the ghost Buddha Wumian who has disappeared for many days.
"Jie, Jie, Jie, Namo Amitabha!"
"There are endless Wutai Mountains to kill, and countless descendants of Buddha to be killed!"
After saying that, he dodged and chased Master Angmu directly towards the head seat of Luohan Hall.
In Mai Mountain, the deaf mother-in-law and Grandma Mai, whose witchcraft was broken, looked up to the sky and vomited blood with a pop.
When Hua was in trouble, Chen Daji hurriedly helped him.
"Grandma, grandma, how are you doing?!"
The two elders pushed them away, looked at each other and made up their minds.
Grandma Mai shouted loudly and struggled to get up.
"Old girl, kill that little bitch first to prevent the emergence of a big ghost!"
The deaf mother-in-law nodded deeply.
"Xiao Jiu, the big plan returns to its position quickly."
"Today we, the four of us, grandparents, must do our best to eliminate evil!"
Amidst the desolate horn sounds, the deaf old woman danced a strange dance.
Along with the dance steps, there are bursts of grand spells.
This kind of mantra is mainly based on broken sounds, and the sound directly touches the soul.
"You deserve to die! I hate you!"
"You are about to die, and I will ask the ghosts to kill your soul!"
"You will die, and you will fall into the eyes of the sea forever after death!"
After the deaf mother-in-law recited the incantation, she reached out and scratched four blood marks on her left face.
Then he flicked at four pairs of paper figures and horses.
In the midst of lightning and flint, Grandma Mai grabbed the jar of blood and wine and threw it towards the paper man and horse.
"We are on duty to protect the Dharma, and we are ruthless in killing, so go away quickly!"
Although the paper man and paper horse still blew the horn vigorously, a blood shadow flew out of their bodies and went straight to the Hinoki Mountain.
The head of the Bai family, Bai Wuwei, was horrified to see it.
"Witch Zhu secretly curses the heavenly ghost to kill!"
"Brother Huang, if I am unprepared, can you stop me?"
Huang Zuo, the head of the Huang family, gave a wry smile.
"Don't say you are unprepared, even if you are well prepared, half of your life will still be cursed!"
Hinoki Mountain Ghost Mother Cave:
The statue of the Ghost Mother looked at the four blood shadows that appeared out of thin air, and only had time to let out an exclamation.
"Heavenly ghost!!!"
Four blood shadows were like lightning, and they rushed towards the trapped Li Jiao.
"No!"
Amid the miserable howls, this crazy, perverted evil cultivator seemed like a sand sculpture blown away by the strong wind, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
There was only one black human-shaped mark left on the ground.
On the altar, the desolate trumpet sounds even louder!
Four pairs of paper men and horses, covered in blood.
The deaf mother-in-law laughed loudly.
"After all the work of eradicating evil is done, let's sacrifice blood and wine!"
This time Hua Jiunan took the lead, cut his wrist, and poured the blood into another wine jar.
Chen Daji is a guy who values "loyalty" the most, sharing blessings and sharing hardships.
Without hesitation, he cut his other arm and put it into the wine jar.
There was a wine jar between them, so no one saw it.
After their blood was mixed with the strong liquor, it actually seemed like it was boiling, with bubbles popping out.
The deaf mother-in-law and the linen-clad grandmother were kneeling on the human bone altar with their bodies prostrated.
"The evil is born and the people are in dire straits. Why should we ask the Third Ancestor to make decisions for future generations?"
Hua Jiu was in trouble, and Chen Daji worked together to throw the wine jar into the sky.
Then one beats the drum and the other rings the bell, all using all the strength.
In an instant, the bells and drums rang together, and the trumpets shook the sky;
The wind is strong, the lightning is thundering!
Three shadows in the sky slowly condensed into shape.
A giant bear with two wings on its back, looking down at the world;
A big man with the head of an ox and the body of a human body;
The whole body of the big man was burning with blazing flames, especially his eyes, which were like two bolide stars.
A strange bird with a howling wind in its wings;
The strange bird spreads its wings and screams, and its body is surrounded by electric light.