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Chapter 41 Black Silk from Hell

As soon as he finished speaking, his little hands were like a red-hot iron, red and translucent.

"Ah~"

The ghost baby eats in pain.

The ghost mother's condensation instantly covered her whole body.

This wasn't the end yet, above the Ghost Mother's condensation, a long, extremely dark hair suddenly formed.

As soon as the hair appeared, it was wrapped around Li Bu's body.

“This is an interior wonder!”

"Ghost Mother Ning Gang! Hell's Green Silk!"

"Hell's black hair is so sharp that it can bind people's souls!"

"That little monk, I'm afraid..."

"Oh, what a sin."

Just when everyone thought that the innocent little monk in front of them was about to be split into two by the black hair of hell.

Weibo raised his head and smiled again: "Amitabha~"

"Are you happy?"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his hand to tease her.

The ghost baby's eyes widened, and Zhimaoli's pupils actually dilated.

The next moment, Gui Qingsi, who has always been proud of.

"Chi~"

It was like being scorched by fire.

Curl directly from the middle and break.

"Bang~"

Then he stepped out with an outrageous step.

The ghost baby fell to the ground like a green onion.

The whole place was silent.

What a ghost mother, what black hair.

Nothing.

"Pfft~"

After one move failed, the ghost baby spat out a mouthful of blood.

"What just happened?"

"Hell's black hair...is broken?"

"The Holy Son of the Ghost Religion was captured?"

"The little monk...defeated the Holy Son of the Ghost Sect with one move?"

"Who is he? Has he been practicing since his mother's womb?"

"Master said that the glory of Shasheng Temple has ended long ago, and the future belongs to the Diancang Sect and you big-headed ghost!"

"Sashoji Temple really has a profound foundation."

"I can't afford to offend you."

"Sashoji Temple...what kind of temple is it?!"

All the monks couldn't help but wonder: What would the scenery in southern Xinjiang be like if the Shasheng Temple had not closed its temples and closed the mountains.

The outrageous little monk tilted his head, looking at the ghost baby with a look that changed from arrogant to fearful and submissive now.

It exactly corresponds to that sentence: How proud you were just now, how humble you are now.

Li Ke was silent, but his eyes were filled with excitement.

The empty soul seems to have found the long-lost fulfillment.

【So this is my happiness!】

【Training is really fun!】

"Brother, thank you for your hard work~"

The 'outrageous' little monk smiled brightly.

He finally found the true source of happiness.

Li Chen twitched the corners of his mouth. Even if some people's souls have changed, their nature remains the same.

The ghost baby fell down.

The Ghost Cult instantly became more honest.

As for Lord Qing Yan, he is in the exterior realm and is naturally stronger than the Holy Son Guiying.

But when it comes to the mind, it is much deeper than the ghost baby.

A half-year-old child in the Sesshoji Temple can kill the Holy Son and the Ghost Infant.

Want to run?

The three elders and the five leaders...all cast their caring glances.

Venerable Qing Yan coughed lightly but did not dare to make any move, acting as honestly as a little daughter-in-law.

Behind him, He Cangwu secretly screamed in joy.

He had long been unhappy with the Holy Son Ghost Infant.

Now Sesshōji was able to vent his anger on his behalf!

Thank you Sesshoji~



Tao Hongda was stunned.

If you had fought earlier, I wouldn't have had to worry so much.

"It's the Ghost Cult. It's all the Ghost Cult that threatened us to do this!"

At that moment, all the deeds that Black Wind Castle had done under the force of evil forces were revealed.

This caused all the monks to curse.

From today on, the Ghost Cult's prestige will probably plummet.

This is also the true purpose of Li Chen.

There is no room for two tigers in one mountain.

Southern Xinjiang only needs the Shasheng Temple.



"The Ghost Cult is a cancer!"

"Drive out the Ghost Cult!"

“Return a blue sky to southern Xinjiang!”



In the midst of the sound of crusade, Guiying suddenly snorted coldly: "The consequences of killing a living Buddha are extraordinary."

When I say something at this time, I am smiling but not smiling.

It's inevitable that there will be some weirdness.

His eyes, with only one pupil, glanced at the heroes, making them all feel chilled.

"What the hell are you idiots?"

"Isn't it because of the auspiciousness descending from the sky at Sesshoji Temple?"

His words were angry, but he actually diverted everyone's attention to the killing red lotus.

For a time, the voice of discussion in the martial arts arena suddenly dropped a lot.

Sure enough, what Guiying said struck a chord in their minds.

at this time.

Bang~

Suddenly there was a loud noise.

Everyone was shocked.

At the guest table, I saw a smiling scholar who kept shaking his folding fan, smiling and saying nothing...

Exploded!

The body was torn apart and flying everywhere.

Even the few disciples from Kaishan Mansion sitting next to him were blown to pieces.

The martial arts arena suddenly became chaotic.

On the high platform, Zen Master Jiyong looked cold: "Yanshi Palace?!"

"A scapegoat?!"

"Then the forbidden area behind the mountain..."

But Zen Master Loneliness said with a smile: "Brother, don't worry."

"The back mountain has its own arrangements."



All the monks in the martial arts arena felt a little thump in their hearts: "Yanshi Palace doesn't care about martial ethics, but it actually got there first!"

"My blazing red lotus!"

"Shit, it's obviously Danxin Honglian!"

The scene was chaotic for a while.

The temptation of genius treasures is great.

As soon as he finished speaking, several people jumped into the air.

I want to get a piece of the pie.

On!

Only to see the stick following closely behind.

Bang bang bang~

They were all beaten to the ground.

Zen Master Loneliness sneered: "It's just a mob."

"Array up!"

"The Killing Blood Pagoda Formation!"

Wow~

Overtly and covertly, countless bald heads jumped out together.

The shadows of the monks were so densely packed that when the heroes saw them, they felt a chill in their hearts.

These bald donkeys are so shady.

However, no one noticed that there was one person missing in the martial arts arena.



Shasheng Temple, the forbidden area behind the mountain.

In a hidden place around the corner, a thin figure, like a ghost, climbed over several machine formations, as if entering a deserted place.

This person is none other than Hou Chunfeng, the smiling scholar from Yanshi Palace.

Yanshi Palace is famous all over the world for its manipulation of puppets.

Their dolls are often covered with human flesh and blood.

From the appearance, it is impossible to tell whether it is a real person or a doll.

Even using the spirit detection method, it is impossible to distinguish the authenticity from the fake.

It can be said to be an ingenious workmanship.

But Hou Chunfeng made up his mind from the very beginning, using a puppet as a stand-in to block people's ears and eyes.

But his true body had already used the method of hiding, following the scent, and sneaked into the forbidden area behind the Sasho Temple.

The forbidden killing area of ​​the killing temple originally had many structures and unpredictable formations.

However, due to the previous Red Lotus Karmic Fire, many magic circles were exhausted.

He just happened to find a loophole.

Hou Chunfeng chuckled in his heart: The Shasheng Temple is indeed strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

Two hundred years ago, the demon sect that frightened the world was finally gone.

Walking along the forbidden passage, we soon came to the area around the blood pool.

The journey was smooth and smooth, as if entering a deserted place.

In the blood pool, a scarlet lotus blooms, spitting out its fragrance and taking in its stamens.

There is a layer of red light surrounding the lotus, and the billowing fragrance condenses into substance.

Drilling directly into the body makes people feel that there are not enough pores all over the body.

The fragrance alone is far better than the spirit gathering array in Yanshi Palace.

He couldn't help but secretly thought: Shasheng Temple is really a good place.

But, now this good fortune belongs to me!

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