I have a long pupil

Chapter 116

Zhang Biao scolded, feeling equally annoyed in his heart.

Now he has figured out the details of Zhou Ke, to put it bluntly, he is slightly stronger than 72 Sha.

When encountering ruthless people like Xinjian Monk and Xu Lingxu, they will only be slaughtered.

The guy must have had his head squeezed by the door.

How dare you provoke him!

The menacing appearance made him cautious, for fear that the other party would pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

Seeing the opponent's hysterical appearance, Zhang Biao cast another curse to prevent him from escaping.

After doing this, he looked towards the middle of the river.

Although it is cloudy and foggy, Nuo Mian Jiangliang can penetrate the fog, so the situation on the water can be seen clearly.

The underwater evil has fully emerged.

As I saw last time, this is a huge statue of the land god, with a kind smile on his face, and the fine teeth are as sharp as nails in the big grinning mouth.

The statue is surrounded by black mist, and the lotus throne is under its buttocks. It is impressively composed of the dead souls of the villagers last time, with densely packed hands and feet stretched out, waving continuously...

On the river, many water charms also appeared together.

They circled the statues like swimming fish, and some of them had already appeared on the Paijiao boat, embracing the disciples of the Heaven and Earth Sect from behind.

There were quite a few other boats around him, but no one dared to approach him under the fireball of Sanyang True Fire.

On the boat, Yu Ziqing and others fell into a trance state even though they were blindfolded with black cloth, and waved the wooden paddle wildly, but the boat remained motionless.

Zhang Biao was not in a hurry to do it either.

The two eyes of the land god were very strange, one was staring at Zhou Ke in front, and the other was twisted to stare at him at a strange angle, obviously locking them.

Zhang Biao concentrated his attention and operated the eyes of spiritual vision.

Unlike last time, he only felt slightly swollen between his brows, and a wave of information quickly flooded in:
Fu Shou Gong (fourth grade of yellow class)

1. A ghost transformed by the vulgar gods of the land.

He was kind and charitable during his lifetime, and was worshiped by people after his death, and turned into a vulgar god to protect one side.Due to natural disasters, the whole village sank underwater, infected by the evil thoughts of the people's souls, fell into the spirit world, and turned into ghosts...

2. Evil thoughts control the group of ghosts, break out of the seal, and use tricks: ghost control, fascination, mist distribution, and evil spells.

3. Having an obsession with incense, smoking incense can also cause confusion.Weaknesses are mud tires.

4. Longing for yang energy, essence and blood...

As expected.

Zhang Biao breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking about it carefully, it's not surprising.

Mr. Lu Xianggong of Xishi was very powerful at first, but he was just sealed, and later he absorbed rattan essence, so it might be more than rank five.

The pharmacist Buddha of Chongsheng Temple was originally of the second rank, but later the incense was at its peak, and it reached the third rank.

Although this land Fushou Gong is ancient, but it only shelters one village, and it is not bad to be able to reach the fourth rank.

Weaknesses are incense and mud tires.

Of course there is no incense, the only chance to win is to break the mud tire at close range.

"what!"

At this moment, Zhou Ke, who was bitten by the backlash, finally went mad, let out a mournful roar, and rushed towards Fushou Gong with the ghost of the pig dragon.

"The weather is good, the grain is plentiful..."

The weird sacrificial sound became louder at the same time.

Many water charms were cruising at the same time, suddenly there was a strong wind, the thick fog stirred, and the water surface churned.

At the same time, Lord Fu Shou also opened his fangs and mouth suddenly, and there were pale human faces inside.

Black blood flowed from the seven orifices of those people's faces, and they also opened their mouths at the same time. The evil and resentment gathered together, and black light as thick as a bucket spewed out.

What is this curse?

Zhang Biao was startled.

He was not surprised by the Yin curse of the Fushou Guild. The source of many tricks is to learn to imitate ghosts.

But his yin mantra is only as thin as a wrist, and this Fu Shou Gong yin mantra is really scary, as thick as a bucket!

Bang!
Zhou Ke was hit directly.

The black mist surrounding his spirit armor disintegrated directly, and cracks appeared on the bamboo pieces on his body.

The spirit armor was damaged in one blow.

But Zhou Ke was already insane at this time, he bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed it on his chest.

In an instant, the surrounding mist gathered, forming a shape of nail plate on the body surface, and even some water charm was absorbed in it.

This is the real spirit armor technique!

Zhang Biao suddenly realized.

The so-called spiritual armor is the armor for controlling the spirit, but ordinary disciples don't have this ability, at most they can get some wood chips and bamboo armor.

Zhou Ke went crazy, but it made him see something strange.

It's a pity that the spirit armor was gathered temporarily without sacrifice, and the defense is not much stronger.

Bang!
Sure enough, as Fu Shougong released another curse, the spirit armor exploded again.

Zhou Ke spurted blood wildly from his mouth, but his eyes were still bloodshot, his face was ferocious, and he threw a series of wooden balls from his waist.

The wooden ball whizzed out with a strange sound, and when it approached Fu Shou Gong, it suddenly exploded, and the flames scattered everywhere.

It's gunpowder!
Sweat dripped from Zhang Biao's back.

It seems that Yanjiazong has been underestimated.

They can control the ghost puppets, make the wooden balls fly, remove the fog, and naturally they can also hold gunpowder to make flying bombs one by one.

Be careful when you come across it in the future.

Click!

Fu Shou Gong couldn't dodge in time, the mud tire was pitch black, with several cracks, and flesh and blood gushed inside.

His clay sculptured face also became hideous.

Just at this time, Zhou Ke had also arrived, and took out another wooden tiger from his arms.

Bang!
Fu Shougong closed his hands suddenly, and slapped Zhou Ke in his hands like a bug, blood dripped down his big muddy hands.

The monk's essence, blood, and yang energy were blazing, Fushou Gong's chest rose and fell, as if he was breathing, and the cracks on the mud tire slowly closed.

That's it!

Zhang Biao finally waited for the right time, the ghost cloak shook, the black mist exploded, turned into a black shadow across the lake, and rushed towards Fushou Gong.

The evil creature had just finished sucking blood, his face was full of intoxication, and he let go of his hands, Zhou Ke turned into a mummy and fell into the water.

Zhang Biao performed the shadow escape technique, and he was already ten meters away from him. Only then did Lord Fu Shou realize that he turned his head suddenly and opened his mouth wide.

Bang!
The bucket-thick cursed black light roared out.

Zhang Biao showed his figure in an instant, turned around in the air to dodge, and at the same time flipped his right hand, and the ecstasy rope whizzed out, wrapping around Fushou Gong's neck.

With a sudden tug, he flew up into the air, narrowly dodging Fu Shou Gong's giant palm, and landed on his shoulder.

hiss!
The moment of contact, Zhang Biao grinned.

The mud tire was extremely cold, even through the leather boots, I still felt a tingling pain, and my legs quickly became numb.

Not only that, there were bursts of roars coming from Fushou Gong's body, as if hundreds of people were chanting at the same time.

"The weather is good, the grain is plentiful..."

The shock came from under his feet, which made Zhang Biao's mind confused for a while, and his vision was distorted.

Sounds can also perform enchantment!

Zhang Biao did not hesitate to ignite the Sanyang True Fire, and while regaining consciousness, he turned over to avoid the giant palm of Fushougong and landed on his head.

He originally wanted to look for the crack that Zhou Ke exploded, but now that it has closed, he can only force it.

Bitten his fingertips, and wiped along Mo Wendao.

In an instant, Yanghuo rose.

Whoa!
Mo Wen stabbed with the knife, and the mud tire was instantly torn.

Seeing Fu Shou Gong's giant palm waved again, Zhang Biao ignored it, removed the underworld fire skull from his waist, and aimed at the crack.

call!
The blue underworld fire spewed out like a long dragon, pouring in from the top of Fushou Gong's clay tire, and even spilling out of the seven orifices.

The bone meal in the underworld fire skull was sprayed out by a brain.

Bang!
A huge force came, Zhang Biao flew out, and fell into the water with a splash, as if hit by a wall, half of his body was numb.

Fortunately, after taking dragon blood ginseng, he has already exercised his body in advance, and his body is tougher than ordinary people, but he can't slow down for a while.

The real fire of Sanyang was burning, and Shui Mei dared not approach it.

When Zhang Biao surfaced, he saw that the huge body of Lord Fushou had been ignited by the dark fire in the distance, roaring and writhing continuously, and pieces of mud tires shattered.

The mud tires were burned, and they would never die.If there is no way of restraint, this Duke Fushou will undoubtedly die.

He was not the only one who was unlucky, the lotus platform built by the dead souls of the villagers under him also burned crazily at the same time, and even the nearby water charm did not escape.

clap la la...

Suddenly, the huge mud tire completely collapsed.

From the center of the mud tire, a golden glow shot out, it was actually a small phantom of Fu Shou Gong, which gradually disappeared, trying to escape into the spirit world.

Whoosh!
Mo Wendao whizzed out with Sanyang True Fire, made a sharp turn in the air, and stabbed the phantom.

The phantom shattered, and an object fell into the water.

What is it?
Zhang Biao had already regained his strength at this time, twisted his body and dived quickly, and picked up the thing when it was about to fall to the bottom of the river.

It was warm, and it turned out to be a bronze medal.

Zhang Biao didn't have time to take a closer look, and quickly surfaced.

Sure enough, several water monsters appeared on the boat, lying behind Yu Ziqing and the others, manipulating them to jump into the water.

Fierce ghosts have no gods, only obsessed with the living, fearless, and immediately want to harm people after losing control.

Whoosh!
At this time, the fire of Zhenyang on Mo Wen Dao had not been extinguished, and under Zhang Biao's control, it flew out, and with a single circle, it extinguished all the water charms.

He swam with all his strength and jumped into the boat.

At the same time, noon passed, the thick fog on the river cleared, and the blazing sun was felt, and the remaining water charms also disappeared one after another, escaping into the spirit world.

"What happened?"

Only then did Tie Wang and his family wake up, feeling the bone-chilling coldness, trembling all over and asking.

Sitting on the bow of the boat, Zhang Biao gasped and said, "It's all right, let's take off the blindfold."

Everyone lifted their blindfolds, looked at the blue underworld fire that had not been extinguished on the river, and looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Mom, what's behind you?"

"There is also behind you!"

The water charm dissipated, and Meiyu formed white figures behind everyone.

"It's okay, just scrape it off and give it to me later."

Zhang Biao exhorted and turned his head to look into the distance.

On the cargo ships opposite, both Paijiao and Tiandimen disciples suffered heavy losses, less than half of the survivors were looking at him in horror.

Zhang Biao sneered, and suddenly the black mist burst, and a black shadow flew across the river.

Appeared again, already above the opponent's bow.

clap la la...

Everyone backed away in fright.

Su Wanniang sighed, stepped forward and cupped her hands and said: "Mr. Tai Sui, we are being coerced by Zhou Ke, please be merciful."

The leader of the Fengmen, Yin Tiancheng, had just been bewitched by the charm of the water and fell into the water and drowned. One of his disciples rolled his eyes and quickly knelt down and kowtowed.

"Immortal Master Tai Sui, Zhou Ke threatened us that time for the sake of the Great Tomb of the Emperor. We are willing to exchange our lives with this secret."

"Oh?"

When Zhang Biao heard this, he became interested, and it was not easy to get the disciples of Yanjia Sect to pay attention.

He nodded, "It's okay to let you go."

Then, he turned his head to look at the lake, "Help me find something in the lake first."

…………

Half an hour later, Zhang Biao took the big bags and small bags, and sailed away with Yu Ziqing and others.

Seeing their disappearing figures, everyone in Tiandimen heaved a sigh of relief and looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Master Zhou Xian is dead, what should we do?"

"If you go to Luzhou, I'm afraid you will be angered..."

"Go to Huaizhou!"

Su Wanniang looked to the south with firm eyes and said: "With Zhou Ke's appearance, the Yanjia Sect may not be much better. If you go to Luzhou, you will definitely die."

"I heard that Master Chang Geng, who was shocked by the family, started a new stove in Huaizhou. Let's go to help. Troubled times are approaching, at least we can report to the regiment to keep warm..."

"Yes, go to Huaizhou!"

Everyone had a goal, and immediately set sail, even those disciples who were expelled from the teaching.

On the other side, Zhang Biao and others bypassed the Yongding River and entered the Qinglong River again. After half an hour, a river beach appeared in front of them.

"Brother Zhang, that's Shilipo!"

(End of this chapter)