An arm stretched out from the mouth of a terrifying-looking corpse. This scene was very terrifying.
But what's even more terrifying is that what comes out next is not just an arm.
Two, three.
When he has three arms, it makes Master Lu look like he is spitting out lotus flowers, with petals growing out of his mouth. Against the background of the bloody moonlight, the dark forest and the night scene, this scene is enough to be called a terrifying scene.
art painting.
Coupled with the splashing plasma, it adds a touch of ferocity and blood.
Monk Shui Quhai was also stunned by this scene.
"This, Donor Lu, he, he...hey, I wish to be reborn in bliss, without sorrow or joy!"
I have to say that a monk like Shui Quhai has a stable state of mind and is worthy of being a monk.
Ordinary people would be scared to death when they see this scene.
He can also recite the mantra for rebirth.
He is the material to become a Buddha!
"Master Shui, please step back a few steps before chanting. I'm afraid the blood will burst on your face!"
Xu Mo said something, stretched out his hand, and asked the rusty sword to give Master Lu a good blow.
Only this time, the rusty sword was blocked again.
The three stretched out arms were simple, their hands were like diamond iron, and they were not afraid of sword blades. A sound of gold and iron colliding was heard, and sparks flew everywhere. The rusty sword attacked dozens of swords in a row, whether it was cutting or stabbing, but it was difficult to penetrate. Three
The defense formed by the mouth and arms is completely indestructible.
"Axi, come back!"
Xu Mo felt that the 'Master Lu' on the opposite side was different from the one in the Great Resentment Temple before, so he immediately recalled the magic sword.
Since you can't attack it for the time being, it's better to take a look at the situation, find the weak point, and then kill it.
Master Lu's mouth was already extremely large, far beyond the limit that a normal person could open. At this moment, several more arms stretched out from inside.
I counted, there are six.
Six arms sticking out from a person's mouth, the scene is absolutely shocking.
Master Lu's mouth was torn because there was something pushing out from inside.
At this moment, his body was twisted and deformed. Then, under the bloody moonlight, one head, two heads, and three heads were squeezed out from the torn throat.
Then, a bloody monster with three heads and six arms appeared.
The aura exuding from this strange monster far exceeds that of a Nascent Soul cultivator at the Dacheng stage. One is worth four or five.
And it has copper skin and iron bones, which the sword cannot penetrate.
Xu Mo thought that this magical method had been seen in novels before, but he didn't expect it to be really powerful.
The rusty sword struck twice more, but it was still difficult to cut its vitals. The three-headed and six-armed bloody monster was still growing. Its body was about one foot tall, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom. It was exuding black energy.
There seems to be a resentful spirit surrounding him.
Xu Mo stretched out his hand, and a ball of green fire exploded on the monster's body. It was a strange fire. Normally, this flame could burn anything. But at this moment, the three-headed and six-armed monster didn't seem to be afraid, and one of its heads even opened its mouth.
Take a breath and suck the flame into your mouth and swallow it.
Eat fire!
Xu Mo had never seen this before.
Next, something even weirder happened. Among the three heads, the other head also opened its mouth and sprayed out a ball of water mist.
Xu Mo's heart skipped a beat and he immediately took the water to the sea and ran away.
He remembered the bowl of water that Master Lu drank.
Maybe there is something strange in the mist, and if it gets on it, it might grow in your stomach.
Xu Mo is not afraid of death, but this kind of death should be avoided if possible.
Can't afford to offend, can't afford to hide.
Of course, Xu Mo still wants to kill this monster, at least he can help Master Lu get revenge.
But now there is nothing we can do to defeat the opponent, we can only run.
Xu Mo walked in the wind, but he had only refined two fallen ghosts before, and his power to control the wind was insufficient. One person was fashionable and could fly in the air, and he was unable to move to the sea with water.
But just escaping from the pursuit and quickly crossing the mountains is not that difficult.
But Xu Mo was fast, and so was the monster with three heads and six arms.
The opponent can actually control the wind.
This time he encountered high-end goods, so Xu Mo could only fight and retreat.
After a while, after passing two mountains, the strange monster was getting closer and closer, and the water mist sprayed from its mouth almost enveloped them.
Falling from the air, Xu Mo stretched out his hand and stabbed with the rusty sword, like a cone in the sky, forcing the three-headed and six-armed monster back, which gave people a breath of relief.
"Master Xu, it's inconvenient for you to bring me down, please put me down."
Shui Quhai said at this time.
Xu Mo shook his head: "You and I met each other, and Master Lu died too strangely and too quickly, otherwise I would have saved him if I could. I understand the world of humanity, and there is trustworthiness and righteousness in it. If I leave you alone, or push you into
What difference does it make between a sea of fire and a sea of fire?”
There is one more thing Xu Mo didn't say.
After Shui Quhai, he should be protected by Zen Master Shifang.
Therefore, even if it was for himself, Xu Mo would not let it go.
As the saying goes, save if you can.
Now, it's not the end yet.
Xu Mo can also use the Sky-Severing Sword.
This sword can kill even Zhong Tianlin, the leader of the Zhenggan Sect, and a monster with three heads and six arms should not be able to stop it.
At this moment, monk Shui Quhai actually sat down cross-legged.
"Master Xu, if you bother to block that evil spirit for a moment, I will use the "Prajna Vajra Palm" I learned before to kill the evil spirit and make it escape from the sea of suffering. I will also resolve the suffering of Master Lu. At this moment, he is suffering in it. It is true in my heart.
I can’t bear it.”
Xu Mo saw that Monk Shui was so serious about what he said. He shouldn't have said anything else, but now was really not the time to joke.
With Monk Shui's palm power, even bricks cannot be broken.
But at this time, Monk Shui was already sitting cross-legged, with his hands spread apart, one side facing the ground and the other facing the sky.
Recite Buddhist sutras orally.
What he recited was the Diamond Sutra and the Prajna Heart Sutra.
He read so fast that even the best rappers in the world could not achieve the success of Monk Shui. In the end, the scriptures were like a continuous flow of water. It was clear that he could not understand it at all, but he seemed to be able to understand it.
Understand the meaning.
The level of the water monk has improved very quickly.
It seemed that at this moment, his magic power, which was originally as big as the sea, was finally mobilized. It used to be calm, but at this moment, it seemed like an angry sea was roaring.
"Maybe it's true!"
Xu Mo's heart moved.
Since Monk Shui wanted to try it, Xu Mo naturally wanted to fulfill it.
Although the evil creature with three heads and six arms is strong, it should be okay to block it for a while. Even if Xu Mo only killed the sword demon four times this time, his swordsmanship is far less terrifying than in the last cycle.
Attaching strange flames to the magic sword, Xu Mo used the sword technique and began to attack fiercely.
I saw the sword energy swirling around, like a flying shuttle, and heard the collision of gold and iron, and the connection of sparks. In just one breath, hundreds of swords were struck, and this attack could be continuous and continuous.
There are definitely only a handful of people in this world who can do this.
The evil with three heads and six arms was becoming more and more terrifying at this time. One head was letting out a strange laugh at the moment, the sound was like waves, reaching the ears, but it felt like iron nails piercing the brain, making people miserable.
Xu Mo was in a deep state of mind, but he was still a little unable to hold on.
The Rusty Sword attack is also slower.
However, Monk Shui, who also heard the strange magic sound, remained calm.
Buddhism has the theory of sitting in meditation.
It is important not to be disturbed by anything, to be as still as a mountain, and to have one mind. Monk Shui at this moment is obviously in a special kind of Zen state.
Xu Mo thought about it and held on for a while.
If that doesn't work, I can just use the Sky-Severing Sword. With my current level of cultivation, there will definitely be a huge backlash, but the situation forces me that even if my body is paralyzed again, I can only kill this sword.
They fought for a while longer.
Xu Mo discovered that there were dark clouds above his head, which were actually formed by the clouds and mist sprayed from the mouth of the three-headed and six-armed monster.
It seems like it's going to rain.
If the rainwater contains parasitic evil spirits, both you and the water monk will be dead.
Xu Mo knew he couldn't delay it any longer.
He pinched the sword formula and began to recite it.
"...A hundred bottles of old wine turn into melancholy, my mind is full of thoughts, my mind is filled with joy, I look at the green lotus in front of the muddy pond, my sword is like snow, I think of frost. I dare to cut the sky with the divine sword, clear the world and be buried..."
This time the sword was already in action, and Xu Mo was about to finish reciting when he heard Monk Shui behind him say: "Zen Master, please sheath your sword, and I will destroy the evil spirits with my palm."
Xu Mo looked back and saw that Monk Shui raised one palm and then pressed it down.
Seems ordinary.
But at this moment, Xu Mo saw an extremely powerful trend.
This force is similar to his own Heaven-Destroying Sword, and may be a little weaker, but it does stir up the force of heaven and earth, and it is more powerful.
With the blessing of vast magic power, Xu Mo felt the wind rising around him.
I looked up and saw the large dark cloud above. Suddenly something seemed to be moving in the dark cloud. The next second, a huge palm print penetrated the dark cloud.
It was as if the dark cloud had been shot out of a palm print hole.
Naturally, the dark clouds were dispersed by this palm.
But the palm print seemed to be still pointing downwards, and it instantly captured the strange monster with three heads and six arms over there.
boom!
Accompanied by the strange, ethereal and slightly majestic sound of the Buddha, even at this moment, Xu Mo heard the melodious ringing of the bell.
The ground shook.
This loud noise instantly occupies all your hearing, so that for the next one or two seconds, you can hear nothing but the roar.
Immediately afterwards there were air waves and smoke flying into the sky.
A shock wave came.
The blow made Xu Mo's clothes ripple. Looking ahead, Xu Mo calmed down.
The monster with three heads and six arms in front has disappeared.
The ground where he was just now was directly blasted with a huge palm print.
How big is this palm print?
The length and width are almost a hundred feet.
It is also seven or eight meters deep into the ground. In some places, it is more than ten meters deep. This palm directly changes the topography.
The power is so powerful that it is breathtaking.
Xu Mo can be sure that even if the three-headed and six-armed monster is not killed directly, it will still lose half of its life.
This palm is too strong.
"Good, good, good!"
Monk Shui stood up at this moment, looked over, and said with a smile: "Master Xu, how about my Prajna Vajra Palm?"
Xu Mo said it was very impressive.
"Can you teach me?"
"That's natural. If a Zen master learns, he will naturally be willing to teach."
Based on the palm technique from Buddhist scriptures, Xu Mo felt that this should be the strongest attack a person can make.
Except for his own sky-cutting sword.
This is the strongest.
It's a good thing to be able to learn, but I don't have the vast magic power of the other party. I guess even if I learn, the power won't reach this level.
Bang!
The hole made by the palm print over there stretched out, and something jumped out at this moment.
It's that monster with three heads and six arms.
Half of the opponent's body was smashed to pieces by the palm force, his bones were exposed, and his flesh and blood were blurred, but he was still not dead.
At this time, it looked even more ferocious. A bloody head was laughing strangely, another head was crying, and another head was rushing towards this side, muttering strange nightmare words.
The sounds of crying and laughing were already giving people a headache, but Xu Mo knew that the most troublesome thing was the head that kept chanting nightmares.
What the other party was reciting was some kind of nightmare sutra.
It is similar to the Buddhist scriptures recited by Monk Shui. They have reached a very high level. They are speaking very fast and cannot hear clearly, but they understand what they mean.
"Ah Ru, behead that man who chants sutras!"
Xu Mo realized something was wrong.
The rusty sword flew out, but the strange monster seemed to know that the head was important. It defended with six arms, but the rusty sword still couldn't attack.
And soon, there were waves of roars and screams all around, from far to near, and the scriptures read by the nightmare language were actually summoning the strange things around them.
"Could this thing be a great evil?" Xu Mo's heart skipped a beat.
It's okay to deal with a single weird thing, but it's difficult to deal with too many.
"Master Shui, can you still use that palm technique of yours?"
"Needs brewing!"
Xu Mo shook his head. It was too late now. Although Monk Shui's Vajra Palm Seal was quite lethal and powerful, like Buddha's blow, the 'casting time' was too long.
It was okay just now, but now there are so many strange groups attacking, it is too late.
And some of the weird ones can be attacked from a distance.
Xu Mo had just noticed that someone was shooting cold arrows here.
They are several evil spirits that look like skeletons and are covered in armor. These evil spirits hold knives and bows in their hands, like fallen soldiers. It is not known whether they were drawn into the Mountain of Resentment when they were alive, or were affected by some kind of magic after death.
stand up.
All in all, these things are extremely difficult to deal with.
Cold arrows often attack, and if it weren't for the magic sword protecting the body, he might have been hit by now.
Now the three-headed and six-armed monster has become a great evil. It chants the nightmare scriptures to summon the surrounding evil spirits and evil spirits. With the numerical advantage, Xu Mo and Monk Shui have no chance of winning.
Run.
I can't do it without running.
But Xu Mo and Monk Shui actually didn't know where they were going.
Xu Mo still remembered what Monk Yuantong had said before when he was not parasitized by evil spirits. Perhaps only a few Taoist priests at Yu Yan Guan looked normal here.
These are the original words of Monk Yuantong.
Xu Mo knew that Yuantong at that time still really wanted to help them, so his words must be true.
Xu Mo also wanted to visit the Yuyan Temple, but the problem was that Monk Yuantong didn't tell clearly in which direction that place was, so he could only try his luck.
It was good luck that I met him.
If you don't encounter it, that's normal.
Xu Mo grabbed the water and went to the sea, running wildly again. During this period, cold arrows kept coming, and the rusty sword circled around him to block Xu Mo.
Some of the vengeful ghosts are also very fast, and now they are constantly closing the distance, making it difficult to escape the pursuit.
Especially that weird monster with three heads and six arms, stalking him to death.
Crossing the river ahead, Xu Mo went upstream and looked over two cliffs, when he suddenly saw a figure standing in front of him.
Thinking that an evil spirit was blocking the way, Xu Mo stretched out his hand and slashed out with the rusty sword, but saw that the man also raised his hand, and a cold light flew out from behind, colliding with the rusty sword.
The sound of gold and iron is deafening.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"
The other party sang.
Xu Mo was stunned for a moment, sheathed his sword and looked at it. After a closer look, he saw a Taoist priest wearing ink-colored Taoist robes opposite him.
Holding a fly whisk in hand, there is a scabbard on his back, with a three-foot green blade hanging in the air, and his beard and hair floating in the air.
With a thought in his heart, Xu Mo said: "But the Taoist priest of Yutingguan?"
"Who are you?" the Taoist asked.
Xu Mo then said that he came here to look for it after listening to the words of Monk Yuantong from Daqian Temple.
Seeing something strange coming from behind, the Taoist priest shook his head: "I'm afraid they are fleeing, that's all, that's all, come with me."
After saying that, he pinched the sword formula and sheathed the sword. He was walking as fast as flying on the cliffs, as if he had the ability to control the wind. Xu Mo followed closely behind him and walked hurriedly for a moment. Suddenly he saw clouds lingering in the cliffs ahead, and a view along the cliff.
Built against the cliff, half hidden and half exposed, half inside the cliff and half outside.
It is a suspended Taoist temple.
There are small streams and waterfalls above, with gurgling water flowing down the cliff, reflecting the red light of the blood moon, like blood-colored jade crystals, falling from the sky.
Xu Mo immediately understood why this place was called 'Yuting Temple'.
