Nightmare Apostle

The white-clothed Bodhisattva swayed towards Grandma Hong. He was dressed in white and holy, and his chanting voice was solemn and grand.

It can't be done by one person at all. It requires at least dozens or hundreds of people. What's even weirder is that you can't see the lips of the great Bodhisattva moving at all.

But from Yang Xiao's perspective, there was no holy and compassionate Bodhisattva in white. There was only a fat corpse that was rotten and leaking pus. The corpse had no so-called facial features and was covered with mouths of different sizes and shapes.

Every mouth is squirming, spitting out obscure verses. The listeners are upset, and all kinds of chaotic pictures are forced into their minds, as if they have committed a heinous sin and can only die. Atoning for his sins.

After a moment of panic, Grandma Hong screamed strangely, with a shrill voice like a night owl. The dozen ghost children who knelt and kowtowed after a moment of comfort, and finally stood up with the determination of a moth flying into the flame. He rushed towards the great Bodhisattva in white and turned into a mummy the moment he made contact.

A dozen ghost children bumped into each other. Yang Xiao felt that his nerves were about to collapse. His knees gave out and he almost fell to the ground. The figure of the great Bodhisattva in white also faded a bit.

"Hahaha, it's fake!" Grandma Hong's sluggish spirit became excited again, and her baby face was full of extreme madness, "You are fake, you stole this baby!"

Yang Xiao smiled bitterly in his heart. It is true that the Ghost Bodhisattva is very strong, but after all, it comes at the cost of extracting his own spiritual power. And with his own little inventory, it is not enough for the Ghost Bodhisattva to squander. If the previous owner of this magic weapon is replaced, that is, that person The master of the southeastern branch of the Black Buddha Mother Sect is here. I am afraid that this red grandma is not a general at all. He heard from the girl from the Qi family that in order to kill the master, even if several big families joined forces, they would have joined in. Master.

However, Venerable Grandma Hong still has some knowledge, so the two of them just had a simple confrontation and the other party found out the details.

Knowing that Yang Xiao was just a fake, Grandma Hong had no worries about taking action. She took out a red hijab from her arms. At the same time, a figure appeared out of thin air behind Grandma Hong. The figure was stooped and leaning on a cane.

His whole body was covered in red, and he also wore a red hijab on his head. The hijab drooped down to cover his entire head. His left hand, which was holding a cane, was a terrifying blue-gray color, and his pitch-black nails were as sharp as sharp knives.

Only then did Yang Xiao understand why this person was called Grandma Red. It turned out that it was not that she was old, but that the ghost in her resentful eyes was an old woman in red. He could also clearly see that the old ghost in red was on crutches. His left hand actually has six fingers.

And obviously, the red hijab in Grandma Hong's hand is her resentful eye.

Grandma Hong threw the hijab violently, and saw that the red hijab, which was not that big, grew in the wind, and soon became dozens of times bigger than before. It landed accurately on the head of the Ghost Bodhisattva, wrapping most of his body in it. , Yang Xiao felt that the connection between himself and the Ghost Bodhisattva was getting weaker and weaker. After a moment, the string in his mind finally broke, and the Ghost Bodhisattva disappeared instantly.

Yang Xiao's steps were shaky and unsteady. Fortunately, he held on to the wall and didn't fall to the ground. But now he was at the end of his strength.

On the other hand, Grandma Hong was only slightly better than Yang Xiao. The 20 or so ghost children were all dead and fell to the ground in various postures. The old ghost in red behind him was also gone. At this moment, Grandma Hong was breathing heavily, but in her eyes The pride cannot be faked.

"Hey, hey, I originally came here for that thing, but I didn't expect...:. I didn't expect that a novice like you would come to my door. God is really helping me! The magic weapon of the Black Buddha Mother is really good, and... With the lantern in your hand, grandma, I will accept it too!"

Originally, there was still a soul-capturing mirror that could be used for escape, but whoever thought that a ghost Bodhisattva would come out and directly drain all his mental power was now unable to even take off the bronze mirror on his opera robe.

"You dare to kill me? I am a disciple of the Black Buddha Mother. If you kill me, won't you be afraid that my disciples will cause trouble for you?" Yang Xiao threatened, "I can tell you, my disciples are as skilled as the clouds. If you kill Me, your whole family will die badly!"

Grandma Hong was overjoyed when she heard this, and aimed at Yang Xiao with a mouthful of phlegm, "How dare you scare grandma, little brat? Who doesn't know that Black Buddha Mother's Southeast Guardian Real Person has been killed by several big families together, and the magic weapon was also taken away,

I just didn’t expect that the treasure of a generation of heroes would fall into the hands of a nobody like you. "

Yang Xiao raised his eyebrows. He analyzed some key information from Grandma Hong's words. Grandma Hong didn't seem to recognize him.

But this is strange. Didn't she come here for him? Then why did she come all the way to Rongcheng?

I heard Grandma Hong mention it before, saying that she came here for that thing. Could it be that it has nothing to do with the soul-capturing mirror, and that there is a treasure hidden in Rong City that could make a great evil cultivator like Grandma Hong fall in love?

"What nonsense are you talking to him? Kill him quickly. We have to leave here!" The sudden male voice startled Yang Xiao. He followed the sound but couldn't see anyone at all. There was only a wall of dirt. Beautiful wall.

There are people hiding nearby! Yang Xiao was stunned. He didn't expect so many evil cultivators to come. The Yuyuan Sect really spent a lot of money this time.

"Shut up, grandma, I don't need you to teach me how to do things!" Grandma Hong's face turned gloomy instantly, "Just do your own thing well and find that person. Once the work is done, the reward will not be less."

This invisible man seemed to be a little afraid of Grandma Hong. After being scolded, he really didn't dare to speak anymore.

Grandma Hong approached Yang Xiao step by step, and the red veil disappeared. It was unclear whether she was too disdainful to take it out to deal with Yang Xiao, or whether she died together with the ghost Bodhisattva. Yang Xiao felt very strange now. He could sense that the ghost Bodhisattva was still there and had not been killed, but he could not find it or control it. It was as if it was hidden by some strange power.

Yang Xiao leaned against the wall and slowly retreated, always alert to Grandma Hong, but the next second, a gust of wind blew behind his head, and Yang Xiao was thrown to the ground. He saw a dirty ghost child falling from the sky and tearing Yang Xiao's clothes.

In an instant, Yang Xiao's heart was dead. He didn't expect Grandma Hong to be so insidious. Under the premise of having an absolute advantage, she actually hid a ghost child to attack him. It was simply shameful!

The ability of this ghost child is to exchange one life for another. As long as he is touched, he will end up like Sun Qiya.

Yang Xiao had given up struggling and waited for death, but after a few seconds, Yang Xiao himself was not dead, but the ghost child who tore his clothes became slower and slower, and finally fell to the ground and died with blood flowing from seven holes.

This scene made Yang Xiao and Grandma Hong dumbfounded, but slowly, Yang Xiao's chaotic mind gradually became clear, and a strong mental force continued to flow into his mind at a very fast speed. This power was so strong that Yang Xiao felt that he had grown 8 heads at the same time.

And the source of this power came from this dress on his body. How could Yang Xiao not understand that this must be his good sister secretly helping him? Feeling the surging mental power on his body, Yang Xiao clenched his fists,

turned his head suddenly and looked at Grandma Hong.

Killed by Yang Xiao's eyes, Grandma Hong took a step back uncontrollably. She could feel that the temperament of this young man was different, "You... who are you?"

"The dead don't need to know so much." Yang Xiao thought, and the connection with the ghost Bodhisattva was reestablished.

The next second, a wall on the right exploded, and the ghost Bodhisattva rushed out from inside. The red veil covering the head of the ghost Bodhisattva was pulled a few times and disappeared instantly.

Without the restriction of the red veil, the ghost Bodhisattva strode towards Grandma Hong. Several ghost children hiding on the ceiling rushed down to stop him, but before they could touch the ghost Bodhisattva, they died of old age and turned into dry bones in mid-air, scattered all over the ground. Dozens or hundreds of mouths chanted scriptures in unison. The chanting was more piercing than ever before, shocking Grandma Hong to cover her ears with both hands, bleeding from all seven orifices.

After getting close, the ghost Bodhisattva swung a palm and slapped Grandma Hong. At the critical moment, an illusory red figure blocked Grandma Hong.

But it was useless. All struggles were in vain under the absolute power suppression. The figure of the old ghost in red clothes who suddenly appeared was instantly shattered. The Red Granny who was hiding behind was also slapped away by a palm and hit the wall heavily. Yang Xiao clearly heard the sound of bones breaking.

"Who are you? Who are you?!" Red Granny covered her chest and vomited a large mouthful of blood. Her body was just like an ordinary 7 or 8-year-old child because of the backlash of the resentful eyes, and was even more fragile. She could not withstand such a strong impact at all. At this moment, she had lost half her life.

Yang Xiao didn't care what she thought. He just wanted to get rid of the Red Granny in front of him as soon as possible. After all, there was an evil cultivator hiding in the dark.

The ghost Bodhisattva grabbed his fist and hammered at the Red Granny who collapsed on the ground. Red Granny tried her best to dodge sideways, but it was in vain. Her lower body was hit and exploded into pieces.

With only the upper half of her body left, Grandma Hong swung her red veil backhanded and smeared it on the face of the ghost Bodhisattva. The ghost Bodhisattva's movements were paused for less than a second before she tore off the red veil. However, Grandma Hong took advantage of this gap to support herself with her hands and

controlled half of her body to pounce on Yang Xiao, roaring violently in the air: "Everyone must die, and I will not let you go even if I become a ghost!"

With her eyes bulging out and her braids spread out, Grandma Hong's thin body swelled up like an inflated balloon, and finally with a "crack", the whole person exploded, and blood and flesh mixed with internal organs splattered everywhere.

Yang Xiao originally thought that he would be blown away by this, but he thought too much. The power of this human bomb was very small. To be precise, it only blew Grandma Hong herself into a bloody mist. Compared with the impact of the explosion, the blood and flesh splashed on his body was a bit disgusting.

Before the blood mist could dissipate, a blurry figure rushed out from it, raised his hand and fired several shots at Yang Xiao. Two shots hit Yang Xiao's body and knocked him to the ground. The figure quickly changed the magazine and ran over to shoot again.