Supernatural: a Poor Monk Becomes Stronger when He Crosses a Ghost

"Amitabha!" Hong Yi circled around and came to the Golden Armor Ghost Master again.

He looked up at the handsome young man sitting on the back of the black tiger.

"Snapped……"

He reached out and slapped him directly!

"You..." The Golden Armor Ghost Lord's face suddenly flushed, his teeth were tightly clenched together, and his face was a little distorted.

As one of the ten ghost masters under the Ghost Eater Emperor, when has he ever suffered such an insult?

Can't help but want to get started.

He remembered the strength of the little monk in front of him.

The Golden Armored Ghost Master desperately suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Don't go too far!" The Golden Armor Ghost Master gritted his teeth and said:

"This ghost master doesn't want to delay the major events of the ghost emperor, you don't want to make an inch!"

Hong Yi raised his head and glanced at him, only to see five blood-red handprints on Junxiu's face.

However, can this be endured?

Anyway, he's a ghost!

No blood at all?

"Snapped……"

Turning his left hand, he slapped him again!

The Golden Armor Ghost Lord's face turned red and white, constantly changing.

Still no resistance!

Amitabha, Liu Critic, can you endure this?

"Drink...bah..."

The Golden Armor Ghost Lord stretched out his trembling hand, touched his drooling face, and looked at the little monk in disbelief.

Spit?

And spray directly on the face?

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah……"

"Scholars can't be humiliated to kill... What a daddy, I'll kill you with a pile of people today..."

The Golden Armored Ghost Master gave a loud shout, grabbed the spear in his hand, and pointed the cold spear at the little monk in front of him.

"Listen to the order... give it to me!"

He turned his head and shouted at the many ghosts behind him.

Sure enough, there was the sound of neat footsteps behind him.

"Humph!"

The Golden Armor Ghost Lord's face was gloomy, and a pair of silver eyes stared at Hong Yi.

"This ghost master admits that you are strong, but... this group of ghost masters are not vegetarians..."

"If you retire now, this ghost master can pretend that nothing happened!"

"otherwise……"

"I don't believe this ghost master, you alone can kill so many ghosts of us!"

The Golden Armor Ghost Lord suddenly shouted at the many ghosts behind him:

"Brothers, you said... yes... no..."

It was just that the Golden Armor Ghost Lord who turned his head was stunned.

What's more, one of the many ghosts who were still behind him just now has disappeared.

They all slowly moved back a few steps.

"This……"

Damn, can't you make a noise when you run?

Harm the old man, right?

The Golden Armor Ghost Lord turned his face stupefied and smiled awkwardly at Hong Yi.

"Snapped……"

He reached out and slapped himself directly.

"Master...I was just joking..."

"Amitabha..." Hong Yi pulled him down from the tiger's back with one hand, made a leap with his supernatural powers, and jumped directly to the front of the corpse army of the King of Chu.

"boom……"