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

Hong Yi held his legs for two laps, and let go!

A white object with blue flames flew straight into the sky.

"Huh..." After clearing all the irrelevant people, Hong Yi heaved a sigh of relief, raised his head and squinted at the old vampire who was pulling the wind in the air.

Unexpectedly, after this vampire sacrificed his life, his strength suddenly increased so much.

The old vampire standing in the sky gave Hongyi the feeling that it was on par with the ghosts of the ghost master level.

"Jie Jie..." The old vampire Charlie's scarlet eyes stared silently at the monk in white underneath.

The right hand waved suddenly.

Immediately, one after another, the blood-colored thunderbolts crashed down again.

Hong Yi pouted.

With a slight force under his feet, he jumped up in an instant.

The golden light in his hand kept shooting out.

"Boundary of Blood!"

Watching the golden beams of light shot towards him, the old vampire Charlie stretched out his hands slowly in front of him, and a transparent blood-colored mask appeared.

"boom……"

"boom……"

"boom……"

The blood-colored mask made a dull sound, and the spiritual bullet fired by Yi Yangzhi instantly dissipated.

The corners of the old vampire Charlie's mouth twitched slightly, and he raised his head and said proudly:

"Stupid mortal..."

"You thought this would work..."

kindness?

What about the monk in front of you?

I saw the monk who was still in the air just now, but at this time, he disappeared strangely!

"Amitabha……"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from overhead.

"what!"

The old vampire was startled, and he looked up suddenly.

A hammerhead that shone white light directly hit his old face.

"boom!"

Charlie felt a sore nose, and the sparkling stars kept flashing in his eyes.

"Boom!"

Then I felt a crisp sound coming from my forehead.

The whole person started to sway from side to side.

"Boom!"

Hong Yi then held the hammer in both hands and slammed it down again.

Looking at the old vampire whose eyes were blurred, Hong Yi decisively took out the kitchen knife from the bag.

Hand up and down!

The blood-colored bat wings fell instantly.

"Ha ha……"

The spiritual power in Hong Yi's hand suddenly appeared, and he directly slapped the old vampire who was still free with one palm.

boom!

Hongyi slammed down next to the old vampire on the ground.

"At such an old age, do you have to imitate young people to pretend to be critics?"

He kicked him away again with a direct kick, and slammed into the statue in the garden next to him.

He stretched out his hand again to pick up the old vampire who was about to faint.

"Amitabha!"

"Yo... not enough energy? Are you going to suck some blood?"

Hong Yi grabbed the old vampire's collar and laughed jokingly.

"You... the goddamn devil...damn!"

Charlie roared, and the red glow in his eyes reappeared.