Daughter-in-law

Chapter 595

At this time, Xiaobai was stepped on by that monk, and I was extremely angry. Although I know that this monk is very powerful and has become a demon, I may not be his opponent now.

But I can't control that much anymore, and now I only have one thought in my mind, and that is to defeat this bald donkey and suck his blood clean.

I raised my hand and rushed towards him.

Although the monk is very powerful, but now I have become a winning hook state, even if he is a god-like existence, he can't ignore the attack of the winning hook.

The monk chanted the Buddha's name, then retracted Xiaobai's foot, frowned slightly, and turned sideways, trying to avoid the attack.

My palm fell to the ground, and then I turned around suddenly, and punched the monk's head again.

The monk raised his hand, covered his face with his palm, and blocked my punch.

Then he flipped his wrist, and the huge force made me turn around involuntarily.

At this time, my heart was full of anger, and I wanted to forcefully turn around, but the monk reached out and grabbed my wrist directly from behind.

He hugged me from behind.

Although the current posture is a bit weird, but now we are doing our best, so no one cares about these things at all.

"rise!"

The monk who hugged me shouted loudly, and then used his hands hard.

The next moment, I felt my feet slowly leave the ground, and I was hugged by him.

I roared angrily, and the two fangs in my mouth became longer.

The drop of soul blood in the depths of the soul kept turning, and streams of evil energy kept circulating in my body.

I took a deep breath and stepped on the ground again. With both hands, I got rid of the wrists held by the monk, and then I grabbed his shoulders with my backhand.

"Get up, daddy!"

I yelled, bent my waist and knees, and the monk asked me to recite it all at once.

I tried my best to give the monk a back fall.

"Amitabha, Vajra does not move."

At this moment, the monk uttered a Buddha's name.

As his voice fell, I suddenly felt that the monk on the back was much heavier than I didn't know at first.

At this moment, I feel like I am carrying a mountain on my back!
I can no longer throw Monk out.

Click!

Before I could take the next step, cracks suddenly appeared on the ground under my feet.

We live on the second floor. Now that monk has used his magic power, his body is as heavy as a mountain. This floor can no longer bear the gravity of the two of us, and it collapsed directly.

As the floor collapsed, the monk and I also fell straight down.

Fortunately, when I came to Dali this time, I asked Lao Dao to book a separate villa, so there were no other guests besides us, and there was no one living downstairs, otherwise I don’t know how scared I would be.

"I'm stupid, what's wrong!"

Lao Dao and Duan Muqing who lived in the next room heard the movement and ran into the room quickly.

Seeing the messy room and Xiao Bai lying on the ground, they knew something had happened.

"Where is the boss!"

The old Taoist asked while helping Xiao Bai up.

Xiaobai pointed to the hole in the ground with a worried look on his face.

Duanmuqing leaned over to the hole and looked down, frowning.

At this moment, the monk and I continued to wrestle, and seemed to be in a state of anxiety.

But gradually, I knew that if I continued like this, I would suffer a lot.

Because that monk is lying on my back now, although he didn't do anything.

But the pure Buddhist aura on his body, as well as the powerful magic power, are constantly piercing into my body.

The pure Buddhist aura is the nemesis of all evil spirits in the world. In addition, this monk has become a demon now, and the Buddha's aura and magic power are entangled and mixed together, making him even stronger.

Although the drop of soul blood in the depths of the soul can provide a seemingly endless stream of evil spirits, but I know I can't continue like this.

With a loud roar, I frantically mobilized the evil energy in my body, and then with all my strength, I grabbed the monk's shoulder.

This time the monk's mountain-like body was finally lifted up by me.

I grabbed him and threw it forward.

The monk's body brought a strong wind and I hit the wall in front of him directly.

Now I tried my best, so the monk's body was like a cannonball, smashing directly through the wall, and then fell into the yard.

Looking at the monk's body, before he could stand still, I gritted my teeth and waved my hands.

The next moment, ten nails broke off on the finger, and then shot out quickly, stabbing towards the monk.

The monk who had just gained a foothold seemed to have no time to resist.

puff!puff!puff!
There was a sound, and all the ten nails that flew out fell into the monk's body.

Even if the current monk has become a demon, his body still can't resist my nails.

The monk wobbled a few steps back, and ten nails pierced his chest, which was shocking.

It's just that there was no fresh blood flowing out from the wound, but streaks of golden mist mixed with a trace of scarlet slowly floated out.

That's the Buddha's breath and the devil's energy in the monk's body, so powerful that he suffered a lot of injuries under my fingernails.

It's just that I'm worse than him.

The viscera were twisted in bursts, and blood dripped drop by drop from the ten fingers.

Self-cut nails, I only used this trick when dealing with little kids.

Ten fingers connected to heart, even I can't bear this pain.

I looked at the monk, he stood quietly, looking down at the nails on his chest.

I took a deep breath and walked into the yard.

Although this monk is powerful, he has just become a demon after all, and his demonic energy is not that strong. If I were in the state of the underworld, it should not be difficult to deal with him.

But after wandering around in the underworld, the power in my body was exhausted, and now I can no longer reach that peak strength.

The monk raised his head and looked at me with a smile on his face.

Then he took a breath.

Following his movements, the nails piercing his chest were slowly forced out one by one, and then fell to the ground.

And a cloud of black gas appeared on his chest, covering those terrifying wounds.

"Amitabha!"

The monk chanted the Buddha's name again.

As the voice fell, the breath on the monk's body gradually became a little weird.

The next moment, the monk's face actually changed into two states.

Half of the eyebrows are benevolent, and there is a faint golden light, with a trace of holiness.

The other half of the face became hideous and distorted, and covered with a layer of faint blood mist, like a demon god.

Even the breath on the monk's body became chaotic, and the Buddha's power and devil's energy kept entangled.

The monk does not know how many years he has practiced Buddhism, and now he has become a demon again.

So now the Buddha and demons coexist in the monk's body.

(End of this chapter)