dragon hunter

Chapter 138
The golden light in the courtyard dissipated, and the blood cicada crawling towards us was covered in thick black smoke, and it seemed that it was seriously injured.

Another golden ball drew an arc and smashed towards the blood cicada in front.

This evil creature was very cunning, its figure flashed, and with a dexterity that didn't match its figure, it quickly hid on the blood bodhi tree.

The smile on Puzan's face finally disappeared, and his face was a little dignified. With a wave of his arm, a ball of black flames emerged, devouring the flying golden ball.

I was bound by the blood-colored tree roots, turned my face away with great effort, and saw that Mr. Lai was motionless, his back straight as a sword, and he was confronting the evil monk Puzan.

"Uncle, let me help you." Lang Ying rushed over like a vigorous cheetah.

"Have you dealt with the two evil corpses outside?" Lang Xingsong said in surprise.

"It's solved!" Lang Ying ran over and squatted down, took out a dagger, and chopped at the bloody tree root.

The dagger was blessed with runes, which had a restraining effect on evil spirits. A faint golden light flowed through the blade, and the bloody tree roots broke.

"Your arm was injured?" I saw that Lang Ying's arm was wrapped with a circle of gauze, and blood was faintly oozing.

"A little injury, it's okay." Lang Ying chopped down the roots of the surrounding trees vigorously, her face was a little pale.

Although she said it lightly, from her occasional frowning, I could see that dealing with those two evil corpses was not as easy as she made it out to be.

I felt the tree roots wrapped around my body loosen, and I broke free with all my strength, and helped Lang Ying to rescue Lang Xingsong.

"Please master Patriarch, Lai San is going to do his best." A trace of worry flashed in Lang Xingsong's eyes.

I belong to the same family as Mr. Lai, so I am very clear about the price that needs to be paid for inviting the patriarch to the upper body.

Different from the worshiping gods of the Wumen, those of us in the Xiangmen are most concerned about fate and luck. Inviting the ancestors to the upper body can relieve temporary difficulties, but it will destroy one's own fate and luck, and the gain is not worth the loss.

"I'm going to help Brother Lai." With a heavy heart, I ran forward quickly.

The time to invite the patriarch to get on the body must not be too long, the longer it is delayed, the greater the damage to one's luck.

"Sackcloth kills demons, kills three lives with one sword." Mr. Lai roared, and a burst of yang energy flew out.

The faint flame, wrapped in the copper coin sword, with a mellow masculinity, turned into a stream of light, passing through Puzan's eyebrows.

I was overjoyed, I didn't expect to solve Puzan so easily, but the excitement only lasted for a second, what the copper coin sword passed through was just an afterimage, the real Puzan had long since disappeared.

The Copper Coin Sword continued unabated, and flew towards the blood bodhi demon tree.

As soon as I gritted my teeth, my hands formed seals quickly, ignoring my weakness after casting spells, and intending to cooperate with the copper coin sword to destroy the terrifying demon tree in one fell swoop.

The densely packed branches of the Blood Bodhi were waving wildly, and all the faces on the trunk opened their eyes, screaming ferociously, and a gust of monster energy gushed out, trying to stop the flying copper coin sword.

"Earth fire seal!" I put my hands together again to complete the seal.

This time, the heat flow in the body smoothly mobilized the energy of the earth veins, and I could feel the scorching breath gathering underground.

The copper coin sword carried the aura of the sun, pierced deeply on the tree trunk, and an incomparably strong pure yang aura wiped out the faces on the tree trunk.

The blood cicada hiding in the canopy of the tree fell to the ground with a "snap", and flames ignited all over its body.

The huge tree of Blood Bodhi trembled violently, shaking the whole yard. I couldn't stand upright and almost fell to the ground.

At this time, a majestic flame rose up, enveloping the tree trunk, and the ground fire mark finally erupted.

The rich yang energy on the copper coin sword, when it meets the ground fire, it is like ignited natural gas, and a huge and incomparable flame explodes in front of it.

I was thrown upside down by the impact, lying on the ground, my whole body hurt like a frame falling apart, and I was unable to get up anymore.

Lang Ying was far away. Although she was in a mess, she was much better than me. She ran over staggeringly and stretched out her hand to help me up.

Like a sword nailed to the ground, Mr. Lai remained motionless, letting the scorching air blow past him.

Worry flashed in my eyes, the stronger I am now, the more troublesome the sequelae Mr. Lai will suffer afterward.

After about two to three minutes, the huge flames in front finally went out, and the entire demon tree was out of shape, leaving only a scorched black trunk.

"Let's go, that blood cicada was transformed by the six souls of the evil monk, he must be injured." Lang Xing ran past me like a pine wind.

Mr. Lai moved faster, his body flickered, and he disappeared in place. The next moment, he appeared at the entrance of the main hall and stepped in.

"Quick, help me over there to have a look." I said weakly.

Lang Ying supported me and walked slowly towards the main hall ahead. Every time I took a step, there was a sharp pain in my body, and beads of sweat on my forehead rolled down like rain.

"Otherwise, let's not go in." Lang Ying looked at me with concern.

"It's good to bear it for a while, one more person will have more strength." I gritted my teeth and endured the pain, and silently recited the Qingxin mantra in my heart.

Every time I read it once, the pain on my body will be relieved. By the time I reach the gate of the main hall, I can already walk independently.

The situation in the hall is a bit weird. Mr. Lai's copper coin sword has been damaged just now, and at this moment, he is smashing a bloody cover in front of him with his bare hands.

"Uncle, what's going on?" Lang Ying didn't know what happened, so she walked to the side and asked.

"That bastard is hiding in the tortoise shell. I don't know what he's doing." Lang Xingsong hacked at the transparent gas shield with a machete.

I looked at the front, this is a Daxiong hall, opposite the Buddha statue with eight arms and four sides, painted with a layer of copper paint.

Puzin sat cross-legged on the futon, holding a string of rosary beads in his hand, and chanting sutras with his eyes closed. A layer of transparent red air mask protected him inside.

"Point to the universe, open!" Mr. Lai stretched out a finger, drew a rune, and poked it on the transparent air shield like lightning.

The blood-red gas mask shook violently, but it was still intact, only shrunk by a circle.

There was a sudden sound of a machine from the ground. We didn't know what happened, so we stopped our movements cautiously.

The ground in front of Puzan sank, and then a stone lotus platform rose up, and a figure sat cross-legged on the lotus platform, without a trace of breath, like a sculpture.

"What kind of monster is this? It's too weird." Lang Ying muttered to himself.

My eyelids twitched, not because I was ignorant, but because the body sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform was really weird.

"Everyone, what do you think of the body that the little monk built for himself?" Puzan suddenly opened his eyes.

My heart was cold, and I felt that this wrinkled old monk was completely a perverted lunatic.

Sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform is a headless mummy, judging from the figure, it should be a woman.

A stone Buddha statue was placed on top of a headless mummy. The Buddha statue has four faces, and the aura on it is a bit strange.

"It's a perfect masterpiece." Puzan stood up and walked around the lotus platform with admiration on his face, "It's a pity, my good granddaughter, you didn't want to come to Nanyang with me, otherwise this body would be more perfect."

"That's Qiu Dongzhu's body." I was extremely shocked, thinking of the head hidden in the wall on the fifth floor of the girls' dormitory.

"This Abiya Buddha's head has a history of 3000 years. I found it after searching all over Southeast Asia. If a pair of stone-shaped fetuses can be placed in the position of the eyes, it will be truly perfect." Puzan seemed Touching the first love lover, gently rubbing the Buddha's head.

"It's a pity that such a perfect plan was destroyed by you, how should I repay you?" Pu Zan looked at us with compassion.

"Point to the universe, break it open for me!" Mr. Lai yelled violently, put his hands together, and used a pair of index fingers to point on the scarlet aura.

"Bang!" There was a crisp sound, like a burst balloon, that layer of blood-colored gas mask burst open.

Puzin spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Originally, on the Buddha's birthday, it is the best time to reincarnate and change bodies." Pu Zan looked at us quietly with regret flashing in his eyes, "But since you can't wait and want to die so much, I can only be an adult.

"Vald donkey, whoever dies lives, don't say this too early." I clenched my back molars and threw out two burning talisman papers.

Pu Zan smiled slightly, let the flying talisman burn on his body, put his palms together, closed his eyes and recited Buddhist scriptures.

A strange aura permeated the Daxiong Palace, and the body sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform had a tinge of life, as if it had come to life.

"No, that body is very evil, we must stop him." Lang Xingsong's expression changed, and he rushed over.

My heart is pounding, and my keen intuition is constantly warning, as if the body that is waking up is a wild beast.

Lang Ying took out two golden balls and threw them over. Unfortunately, there should be some restrictions in this hall. The golden balls rolled on the ground a few times, but they didn't explode.

"Spiritual talisman to slay demons, five thunders to kill evil spirits!" Mr. Lai stretched out his hand to draw in the void, a transparent rune floated in the air, with thunder light flashing faintly on it.

"Five Thunder Suppressing Evil Talisman!" I shouted in surprise. I always thought this kind of famous Dao Talisman was a legend.

The runes that shone with lightning gradually took shape in the void, and a streak of lightning pierced through the void and slashed towards Puzan.

But before the thunder light fell, a cloud of black air flew out from Puzan's head and merged into the strange body on the lotus platform.

"The Buddha said that everyone in the world will go to hell, and we will be able to escape." The evil body on the lotus platform slowly opened its eyes.

Another ray of lightning fell from the void, striking the strange body, and the ray of lightning melted into the stone Buddha head and disappeared without a trace.

The strange body stood up slowly, clasped his hands together, and bowed to us, "Puzan, little monk, I've seen you all again."

The moment the other party's voice fell, the warning in my heart reached the extreme, and the deadly sense of threat made my heart almost jump out of my throat.

"There is a magical way to kill evil in sackcloth, and bury the evil with your body!" Mr. Lai spurted out a mouthful of blood, like a burning meteor, rushing towards Puzan with an indomitable momentum.

"Don't!" I yelled, stomped on Kuai Dou, and rushed over.

As a physicist, I naturally understand that Mr. Lai is fighting for the last time, and the yang energy burning on the other party is all in exchange for my own lifespan.

I can't bear to see Mr. Lai, trade my own life for our life, then I will never feel at ease for the rest of my life.

There was a strange movement from the Qianlong tattoo on my back, and a vast heat flow rushed towards my arms.

I rushed over like flying, grabbed Mr. Lai's arm, threw it backwards, and shouted at the same time: "Catch it!"

"Don't worry, you're all going to die, one after the other!" Puzan showed a slight smile on his stony face.

"Fuck your sister." I yelled, mobilized the Yanghuo on my shoulders, merged with the heat from the Qianlong tattoo, and punched the opponent's face.

The power of my whole body surged out, and I vaguely heard an exclamation, and then my vision went dark, and I lost consciousness.

But the last picture in his eyes was vaguely a broken stone face.

(End of this chapter)