Chapter 538 Witchcraft? Something our ancestors got tired of playing with
Not to be outdone, the middle-aged demon monk struck the human skin drum, and a sinister aura erupted from his body again.
Two terrifying head-lowering techniques came to Lin Bei at the same time!
The entire dressing room seemed to have fallen into a gloomy underworld at this moment.
Lan Yuesheng was so frightened that her face turned pale and she almost wet her pants.
The scene in front of her was far beyond her knowledge.
And Lin Bei, whom she relied on, actually stopped moving.
Has Lin Bei been tricked?
The sneer of the old demon monk came next: "We, the head-cursing masters, are generally not good at facing the enemy head-on. We only start to curse the target after we have made sufficient preparations behind the scenes."
"But with the magic weapon, it's different!"
"Although we don't have your hair or skin, through this evil heart relic and the human skin drum, we can still curse you to death in front of you!"
"Boy, if you die under the two sacred weapons of our Lanke Temple, you will go to hell. You are still proud enough!"
Hearing this, Lan Yuesheng became even more scared.
It seems that Lin Bei has really been tricked.
He is no match for these two evil monks!
Shen Nuannuan also laughed maniacally: "Hahaha! Thank you two masters. Lin Bei will definitely be dead if he is hit by your trick. Now as long as Lan Yuesheng is killed, this matter can be completely settled. !”
Hearing this, the old demon monk showed a hint of silver at the corner of his mouth and said: "Don't worry, little sister, this Lan Yuesheng is so beautiful, wouldn't it be a waste if she doesn't use it before she dies?"
The middle-aged demon monk's pale face revealed an evil smile: "Yes, we just need to finish it as soon as possible. Anyway, her body will be made into a magic weapon by us in the end. But I feel that this Lan Yuesheng is still a baby. Son, it should be more exciting to play than Shen Nuannuan back then!"
Shen Nuannuan suddenly became excited.
For everything she had now, she even sold her body to two monster monks. Now seeing that Lan Yuesheng was about to be defiled, she immediately clapped her hands and said, "That's great! Masters, hurry up and take down this bitch. I feel sick when I see her face!"
After saying that, she shouted to Lan Yuesheng: "Lan Yuesheng, you bitch finally has your day, I want you to die with humiliation!"
Lan Yuesheng's expression suddenly changed, her legs were weak from fear, and she sat down on the ground with a plop.
Next to her hand happened to be the scissors that Shen Nuannuan dropped on the ground just now.
An idea suddenly popped into Lan Yuesheng's mind.
Rather than being defiled by these two evil monks, it is better to just die and leave nothing behind for them!
She grabbed the scissors and stabbed herself in the throat.
But at this moment, a pair of long, slender hands reached out and held down Lan Yuesheng.
"Let me go and let me die!"
Lan Yuesheng immediately struggled, but the next second she realized something was wrong.
Although these hands are not white, they are yellow from the people of the Dragon Kingdom, not yellow with black like the two demon monks.
Looking up, Lan Yuesheng was stunned.
It was Lin Bei who stopped her!
The two demon monks were instantly stunned.
The old demon monk shouted: "You kid, weren't you hit by my quick-kill head-dropping technique? Why didn't you do anything?"
Shen Nuannuan was also stunned and couldn't believe it.
Even if Lin Bei was fine, why didn't he react at all, as if he hadn't been hit at all?
This shouldn't be the case!
The Muay Thai master who was cursed to death before was covered in bruises within two minutes, and finally died of intense ulceration and pain.
Why is Lin Bei okay?
"Lin Bei, you...?"
Lan Yuesheng also looked shocked.
Lin Bei just helped her up and said with a faint smile: "Don't worry, they can't do anything to me."
Boom, boom, boom!
At this time, a burst of drum sound came.
It was the middle-aged demon monk who reacted, picked up the human skin drum again, and performed the head-lowering technique on Lin Bei.
The old demon monk also shouted: "Arrogant boy, don't think that you are really invincible. The strength we just used on you is only less than 30%!"
After saying that, he also took out the evil heart relic, bit the tip of his tongue, and spat out a mouthful of blood on the relic.
The middle-aged demon monk next to him also opened his palms and beat the human skin drum with his bloody hands.
Feeding them with human blood, the effectiveness of the two evil weapons immediately increased.
The entire dressing room once again fell into a gloomy hell.
This time Lan Yuesheng also felt the biting cold, and her hands and feet couldn't control themselves.
The sound of the human skin drum seemed to be pulling out her soul, and her consciousness began to become a little confused.
The old demon monk shouted: "Boy, I didn't expect that you still have some abilities. Although killing you will cost a lot of money, if we don't kill you, all our plans in Lanke Temple will come to nothing!"
After saying that, his eyes widened and he shouted: "Lan Ke's secret method, ghosts and gods descend!"
Hoo ho ho!
A strange aura suddenly appeared.
All the tables, chairs and pans in the dressing room were flying into the air at this moment, as if there was an invisible force holding them up.
In front of Lin Bei, a human-shaped shadow more than three meters tall with a transparent body was slowly condensing.
Lin Bei couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
He recognized this head-dropping technique as a form of ghost-dropping.
However, what the ghosts invite is imps to harm people, and the effect is generally unsatisfactory, and it is difficult to kill anyone.
But the old demon monk's ghost descending was a little different.
What he invited seems to be a great ghost king, and the ghost king is not here, and what he has gathered now is just a ray of his power.
"interesting!"
Lin Bei laughed.
Since being released from prison, this is the first time he has seen someone display extraordinary supernatural powers in person.
The old demon monk immediately shouted: "How dare you laugh? You are going to die soon!"
Lin Bei suddenly looked playful: "Do you want to kill me just because of this?"
The old demon monk shouted: "You kid is about to die and you don't even know it! This is one of the secret techniques of Lanke Temple that has been passed down for thousands of years. What we have invited is a ray of divine power from the Ghost King. Killing you is as easy as killing a chicken!"
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Lin Bei smiled faintly: "It's just a ghost-controlling technique. You talk about it as if it's something great."
"I still say the same thing, this is the thing. Our ancestors got tired of it thousands of years ago."
The old demon monk suddenly became furious: "How brave! I will kill you now!"
"You boy who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, die!"
The Ghost King in front of him seemed to have condensed, and his huge palm slowly lifted up and struck Lin Bei directly.
The terrifying momentum caused the items in the entire dressing room to be stirred up, like a tornado.
Lan Yuesheng was almost frightened out of her wits, and her heart jumped into her throat.
But Lin Bei still looked calm.
Facing the empty shadow of the Ghost King in front of him, he slowly raised his right hand.
And in the palm of his hand, unexpectedly there was a dazzling golden light.
The Golden Needle of Good Fortune!
And, the power of pure fire!
Both of these are powerful evil-destroying tools.
But in the hands of Lin Bei, this is a strong alliance!
Under the eyes of everyone, Lin Bei's hand touched the ghost king's shadow.
Only a burst of dazzling golden light appeared.
The ghost king's shadow, which was more than three meters high, was instantly ignited by the light.