Chapter 21 Ghost King

In the bamboo forest, a thin old monk in black robe slowly came out, with long white hair, a long and narrow face, and a pair of slightly narrow eyes as vast as a galaxy, deep and unpredictable.

The old monk was holding a strange black jade stick, and a Buddha statue sitting cross-legged was carved on the head of the stick. Strangely, there was a scarlet unicorn on the forehead of the Buddha statue, which looked very strange.

None of the ten Buddhas of the heavens, the fifty Bodhisattvas and the eight hundred arhats are like this.

The old monk was full of horror and strangeness. As he appeared, Wu Pengwei's figure suddenly stopped in mid-air, as if he had been pressed to the bottom of the deep sea, unable to breathe or move.

"Amitabha, the little benefactor is too arrogant. How can the land of the Bodhisattva of the heavens be so presumptuous?"

The old monk smiled and pronounced a Buddha's name.

Wu Pengwei urged Lei Xixin's secret and shouted loudly.

"Break!"

At the moment when the thunder heart formula sounded, the "red fire and mad gold gas" was like a well-blown **, instantly breaking through the invisible aura imprisoned around.

At the same time, Wu Pengwei shook his left hand, and the long and narrow red army appeared in the palm of his hand, straight as a line, and stabbed the long-haired old monk like a flying swallow.

This sword is from sheath to flying thorn, less than a tenth of a second, and it is almost to the extreme, which is exactly what Wu Pengwei imagined.

The long-haired old monk is obviously extremely powerful, and his moves must be useless. He only wants to be able to win at speed and be surprised. As long as he delays a little time, even if it is only one thousandth of a second, he can free his hands and summon the soul one.

And speed, definitely Wu Pengwei is the best at at present.

In the endless sea battle, he obtained the door of death, and the years of life and death in the door of death made his combat instinct reach an extreme. Such an extreme has reached a terrible height. Even a martial arts master whose strength reaches the level can only avoid its edge within a radius of just five meters.

Unfortunately, he did not meet a master at the master level.

It's a martial arts master who is almost divine.

"Amitabha"

The old monk announced a Buddha's name. When the Buddha's name sounded, a black cloud suddenly collapsed from the top of the old monk's head. In the black cloud, a huge black-faced Buddha poked out, with two double-sided arms, each holding a weapon, whip, mace, knife, Buddha beads, and ferocious.

This mighty Buddha is one of the forty-eight martial arts spirits, the Black Jade King in charge of killing and reincarnation.

When the huge light and shadow of the Ming King appeared in the air, time and space seemed to be still.

Wu Pengwei's sword tip is only half an inch away from the long-haired old monk, but no matter how he urges the power of luck, even if he repeatedly urges the Lei Xixin formula, the blade is still difficult to move at all, and there seems to be an invisible tough wall in front of him, which is difficult to penetrate.

Half an inch is the gap.

"The dark mysterious skills of the earth characters - the great photography of Qiankun."

All time and space are stagnant. Only the Ming Wang Guangying is as if he is alive. A big hand immediately probes down and presses Wu Pengwei like a mountain.

Wu Pengwei suddenly felt a strong force to tear the world, and his sword rolled back. At the same time, the power of qi and blood all over his body collapsed inch by inch, and his heart ached and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The boundless darkness fell, and Wu Pengwei only felt the darkness in front of him and lost consciousness.

Just before I fell into a coma, I faintly heard a respectful name in my ear.

"See the ghost monk's uncle..."

Ghost monk? Isn't that the top master on the Chiyou Monument?

In a coma, Wu Pengwei felt that he was not wronged to lose.

........................

Tick-tick-tick

A series of drops of water came into Wu Pengwei's ear curtain, waking him up from a deep coma.

He opened his eyes and his eyes were dim.

Only my hands and feet are bound by chains, in a large shape. The cold and turbid water permeates the chest, and the cold heart is cold.

As for the sound of water droplets, it drips from the top of the head without knowing the end, dripping, especially loud in the silence.

Wu Pengwei tried to struggle. The chain that tied his hands and feet was strange and soft as silk thread, but once he encountered a movement, it was as hard as iron and surprisingly tough.

Wu Pengwei's heart suddenly sank.

He is not because of the chain, but because his infinite ring has also been removed.

Without the infinite ring, he can't summon kill one and soul one. Even the tiger of fire is hidden in the infinite ring. Without the ring, it is like cutting off his right arm, and most of his combat effectiveness immediately goes away.

Now that his hands and feet are tied, his heart is extremely painful. Obviously, he has been hit by the Wu Zun of the ghost monk king. So far, he has not recovered. He has hurt the key, and his body of qi and blood can't use three successes.

The situation is worse than ever.

"What a son of a bitch, what a mother of a bitch."

Wu Pengwei cursed and broke the rude words for the first time in history. This is also the endless journey of his words and Xing Tianwu. He must be lost in the scolding of Xing Tianwu, and repeated these two sentences a lot.

The dog's day is the favorite that must be lost, and the real mother's bad luck is the mantra when Xing Tianwu is angry.

"Okay, kid, I've been waiting for you to wake up for a long time."

In the boundless darkness, countless lights suddenly lit up. A large circle of cyan fire and the surroundings rose. The fire lit up the world. Only then did Wu Pengwei find that he was tied to a pool. Outside the pool, surrounded by walls on all sides, and nearly a hundred tall Buddha images were engraved on the stone wall. These Buddhas looked strange. It is completely different from the kind eyebrows and good eyes that are prevalent today. They are powerful, ferocious like evil spirits, and their faces are hateful.

And among the arch guards of these Buddha statues, there is an open space a thousand steps away.

In the open space, there was a man in a black robe with a pale face. The man was looking up slightly and staring at a ring in his hand. This ring was nothing else, but Wu Pengwei's infinite ring.

The man in black looked at Wu Pengwei and smiled in a low voice: "Kid, you finally woke up. I've been waiting for you for half a day."

"Are you...?" Wu Pengwei frowned and pretended not to know.

The man in black smiled, and a trace of sarcasm floated on his pale face that had not experienced the sun for a long time.

"Why pretend to be confused? You are the wanted criminal in the mouth of the Blood King. Naturally, you should be the person of our founders, aren't you? Boy, since you have the soul ring of the Maha clan, you must also be the second ancestor and secretly come to this trial world.

The man in black looked at Wu Pengwei with a smile and said some strange words.

Wu Pengwei's heart beat when he heard it. In a hurry, he concealed his surprise, his face was as calm as water, and said faintly, "Well, since you know, why don't you let me go."

The man in black smiled, with uncontrollable madness in his voice. He pointed to Wu Pengwei and smiled with tears in his eyes: "It's really you. Do you know who I am? I'm from the Zheyan family. I've always been the most out of the way with the Maha family. You actually asked me to let you go. I'm really out of my mind.

The man in black robe laughed crazily. He seemed to have encountered the funniest thing in the world. After five minutes, he stopped. He held the infinite ring in his hand and said with a smile, "I heard that the collection tool of the Maha clan is a ring. I saw it today, and it's true. Now I intend to let you live, but I have a condition."

"What are the conditions?" Wu Pengwei was perfunctory and began to look at the surrounding environment.

"If you tell me how to see through the magic code of this soul ring, I will let you live." The man in black said leisurely.

"Okay, I promise, but you have to untie it for me." Wu Pengwei readily agreed.

"Ha ha, you boy is perfunctory to me. Don't you know the meaning of the divine password? Humph, the people of the Maha family are really as crafty as ghosts. Well, it's up to find your own way to die. No wonder I'm going to inform the Blood King and let the people of the 'Blood Nightmare' family take you away. This ring, hum, I can recognize its password sooner or later.

The man in black robe said something that Wu Pengwei couldn't understand. With a brush of his hands and feet, he rose up like a piece of smoke, and a trace broke through the air.

"It's strange that this guy is different from the founder he saw before. Judging from his verbal prompt just now, it's obviously not all the way."

Wu Pengwei was surprised and began to look at the environment on all sides to see if it was possible to get out of here.

However, he found that the valley was not big, but it was extremely deep. The top of his head was as dark as night, and there was no light. It could be seen that it was very long. According to the humidity here, it was more likely that it was not a valley, but under the ground.

In this way, it can explain why there is no ray of sky above the head.

In addition to being a scoundrel, he began to look at the Buddha statues around him. There are nearly a hundred Buddha statues here, which are extremely tall, each of them is dozens of meters high, and the gestures are even more different. There seems to be endless mysteries between the hands and feet, which makes people fall into it.

The most surprising thing is that the Buddha statue here actually has a gesture that is exactly the same as the incomplete Fuzang Zhenyin learned by Wu Pengwei.

The more Wu Pengwei looked at it, the more surprised he became. He couldn't help falling into it and began to analyze the posture of these Buddha statues.