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

There was already a mess in front of him, and a huge knife mark appeared in the center of the mass grave.

Various human skin fragments were scattered on the ground.

Masses of bloody cotton covered the entire mass grave.

Not far away, a young monk in white clothes can be seen squatting on the ground.

Nan Ling couldn't help but quietly walked over.

I saw the bride ghost lying quietly in front of Hong Yi just now.

There was a huge fragment of human skin under him.

And the monk in front of me...

Even picking up the ghost bride's clothes...

Did not expect this monk to have such a hobby?

After the ghost master started to glow from Hong Yi's whole body, he was in a dazed state.

Watching that the monk actually made a 40-meter long knife.

Falling from the sky, he chopped his giant doll into pieces with a few knives.

The most terrifying thing is that this colorful long knife directly smashed all the ghosts inside the giant doll.

Who can resist this!

The special Ghost Eater only said that he would kill the monk, but he didn't say that the monk could be so strong!

At this moment, the Ghost Master's face was pale, his hands were tightly pulling his red shirt, and he looked at the monk in front of him in horror.

"What are you going to do?"

"Don't do that, okay?"

She looked resentful like a forced girl.

Hong Yi grinned.

He stretched out his hand and took off the red wedding dress of the Resentful Ghost Lord.

"This is illegal..."

"I'm not going to play, okay?"

The Resentful Ghost Lord was lying on the ground, struggling with his hands, holding on to the only remaining white robe.

Hong Yi lightly threw the long red dress he had taken off, turned around and saw that Nan Ling had actually come behind him, and quickly waved to her with a smile.

"Come on, you help the poor monk hold her hand, yes... that's it!"

Nan Ling squeezed the hands of the Resentful Ghost Master tightly and sat on top of her head.

I always feel that this scene is a bit strange now.

Hong Yi stared at the Ghost Master and smiled slightly, couldn't help licking his lips, rubbing his hands together.

"Amitabha!"

"The poor monk has begun..."

The Master of Resentful Ghosts looked at the monk in front of him with an excited expression, and even his saliva was about to come out.

I have the heart to want to die!

Isn't the taste too heavy, this is the mass grave!

And let a woman hold him down.

Who has suffered this!

"stop……"

Seeing that the monk in front of him was starting to take off his robes, he hurriedly shouted loudly:

"No... can you change the place?"

"Here...I...I can't stand it!"

Hong Yi took off his white cassock, revealing his strong muscles, and under the silver light of the moon, it was full of a violent beauty.

Nan Ling, who was squatting on the side, glanced at it and couldn't help but turn her head away.

I didn't expect this monk to take off his figure so well!

"Hehe... It's just the three of us here, don't be afraid, it's alright... It might hurt a little at first, but the poor monk will be lighter..."

Hong Yi looked down at the Resentful Ghost Lord, and said with a soft smile:

"Scream a little later..."

Resentful Ghost Master: "..."

"Stop, stop..." The Master of Resentment kept twisting his body.

"This person has a different path, this is not acceptable, please..."