The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

In the dark, the mountain forest is extremely dark, and the moonlight is hard to shine on. The whole mountain forest is dark and frightening.

Ning Chen with a small gourd walking in the forest, all the way to the depths of the forest.

Cold night, cold wind blowing, cold, small gourd hiding in ningchen collar, big eyes looking around, dare not come out.

After walking for about two hours, Ning Chen walked in the deep forest. Looking at the temple on the waist of the mountain in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly.

When Ning Chen stepped on it, his figure soared into the air.

The devil is close to the mountain, and the golden light is strong. He wants to stop the devil from approaching.

However, the white haired devil's accomplishments are astonishing, and his body in the golden light has no influence at all.

In the temple, the old monk felt it and looked like he was freezing down.

Outside the temple, Ning Chen came to bathe in the Buddha's light and pushed open the door of the temple.

Creak a, the gate opens, rather Chen step into, in front of the hall, separated by the hall door, two people look at each other.

"I've met the master."

Outside the hall, Ning Chen stops and bows.

Inside the hall, the old monk said, "benefactor, you are in the wrong place."

"I'm here specially. I want to ask the master to help me transform the spirit."

Ning Chen calm way.

Hearing the words, the old monk looked down and said, "you are a devil. Why do you want to change the spirit?"

"The devil?"

Ning Chen whispered, the dark color in his eyes faded, and the blood devil lines in his eyebrows disappeared. His breath changed and his divinity was restored.

"Is that all right?" Ning Chen opens his mouth.

In the hall, the old monk's face was unbelievable.

Squeak, the door of the main hall opens, Ning Chen walks in, looking at the figure in front of the Buddha statue in the main hall, politely salutes, and says, "master."

"You are not a demon!"

The old monk looked up and down at the people in front of him.

"Is it really that important to be a man or a devil?" Ning Chen opens his mouth to ask a way.

"Of course." The old monk said in a deep voice.

Ning Chen hears speech, soft voice a sigh, way, "sorry, I came to wrong place."

The words sound falls, Ning Chen's eyes restore the dark color, the eyebrow center place, the blood grain appears, the evil nature is astonishing.

Ning Chen hand, magic sword appears, a sword once waved, see blood seal throat.

The old monk was shocked, and his eyes were full of shock.

The gushing blood dyed the earth in front of the Buddha red, which was extremely dazzling.

Ning Chen turns to leave, not long, disappear in the night.

Outside the mountain, Ning Chen looked at the sky god month and said, "little gourd, if I become a murderer, will you be afraid?"

Inside the collar, little gourd shook his head and said, "no way."

"Why?" Ning Chen soft voice way.

"The immortal is a good man." The little gourd has a voice on the ground.

Ning Chen light smile, nod a way, "come to this Western Buddhist world, I have heard of a method, kill ten thousand monks, site into the devil, before there was hesitation, now will not."

In the Western Buddhist world, there is no shortage of monks in green clothes. Since he has decided to kill them all, that is it.

Under the moon, the demon with the blood of Buddha makes an amazing decision again to kill the monk and transform the demon to enhance his strength.

Three days later, in a barren mountain, a monk in green fell down in silence. At the throat, his sword was cracked and his life was destroyed.

Not far away from the monk, the ghost shivered and dared not move for half a minute.

"Step back."

Ning Chen saw a ghost, light way.

The ghost immediately knelt down to salute and immediately got up and left.

Kill the Buddha and save the ghost. Ning Chen leaves with the magic sword dyed with the blood of the Buddha and disappears.

In the next few months, Ning Chen walked all day long in the mountains and rivers, looking for the monk in green clothes.

Under the magic sword, there are more and more dead monks in green clothes, and more and more ghosts are saved.

In the Western Buddhist world, the legend of ghosts eating people is more and more popular. Although no one has seen it with his own eyes, such rumors have spread throughout the whole Buddhist world.

"You don't know. A few days ago, I saw more than ten ghosts with blue faces and tusks in the mountains. They ate a living person. It's terrible."

In the teahouse, Mr. Shuo Shu was talking to a group of people about what he had seen and heard.

"You're lying!"

At this time, not far away from the table, a girl opened her mouth, crossed her waist and said, "there are so many ghosts in this world."

Mr. Shuoshu looked up at the girl not far away and said, "little girl, what I saw with my own eyes can be false. Those ghosts are on the mountains outside the city. You can go to see them if you don't believe it."

"Just go, and I will come back to expose your lies."

The girl said, took the sword on the table and walked out of the teahouse.

A hundred miles away from the small town, on the barren mountain, the girl came with a sword. When she came to the front of the mountain forest, she felt a sense of retreat.

Ahead, the sky is getting dark, deep in the mountains, dark, nothing to see.The girl stood for a long time, gritted her teeth and walked towards the forest ahead.

In the mountains, the wind is blowing. It sounds creepy.

The girl clenched the sword in her hand and walked for more than ten miles. She was more and more scared in her heart.

Around, the sky has been completely dark, visible less than a Zhang.

"Woo woo."

At this time, the woman's cry sounded, desolate, gloomy and terrible.

The inexplicable cry in the night made people more afraid. The girl immediately stopped and trembled.

"Return my life!"

The bleak cry rang out, and the ten digit white shadow appeared, floating on the void and surrounding the girl.

"Ghosts

Seeing this, the girl immediately screamed, covered her head and was scared out of her wits.

Around, more than ten empty shadows in white floated, getting closer and closer. Their faces were ferocious and frightening.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the surroundings gradually quieted down. The girl raised her head, and there was no one in front of her.

When the ghost disappeared, the girl stretched out her hands and looked at her body with a deep sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I didn't get eaten.

"Ah

At this time, in the forest, the shrill cry rose, and the birds and animals scattered.

The girl heard of it and ran quickly over her fear.

In front of him, the monk in green waved his staff and scattered one shadow after another.

In a twinkling of an eye, more than ten empty shadows in white were killed. In the hands of the monk in green, the bowl flew up and inhaled all the residual soul power of the unjust souls.

The girl was shocked when she saw this scene.

At this time, at the end of the night, the figure with white hair and plain clothes came step by step. His eyes were as black as ink, and his eyebrows were engraved with blood colored magic lines, which was frightening.

The monk in green had a feeling, and his eyes looked forward, and his face suddenly solidified.

Devil!

After a few breath, the white haired devil came near without saying a word. He passed by, and the light of the sword was dazzling.

The monk in Green's body trembled, and there was no room to fight back. His figure fell straight back.

Click!

Ning Chen stepped forward, crushed the monk's bowl with one foot, and more than ten ghosts flew out. He instinctively saluted, and immediately flew to the depths of the mountains.