Chapter 310 Battle

Half of them are people, usually skeletons. The old monk just stood there, full of strange atmosphere. However, what's more strange is that in looking at each other, the black ** in half of his skull suddenly flowed out of his eyes. The rustling sound kept ringing, and the black ** kept expanding, covering his white bones. When the cover is completed, the black fades and turns yellow under the action of light, giving birth to texture and muscle lines.

Bai Niao Chong and Meng Zhi both opened their mouths wide and were so shocked that they couldn't speak. The black ** actually reshaped his flesh and blood! If such a thing hadn't happened in front of you and seen it with your own eyes, who would have believed it?

In the vast world, there are countless wonders and strange things in the world. Who can see and understand one by one?

In a flash, the old monk returned to his normal appearance. The general skeleton body had flesh and blood, and his body was also forced to have a strong belief position. The strength of the force field actually emitted a faint and white light, like a circle of white halo covering his body, showing the boundless feeling of holiness, holiness and Buddhism.

When the old monk appeared, there was no such force field on his body at all. There was no such holy and sacred feeling, which existed after reshaping the body. With this sudden change, Bai Niao Chong did not think that he was showing off his means, but that he had entered the preparations for war.

To deal with the combination of a ghost refiner and a Taoist priest, it is natural to use the Dharma method of Buddhism. In the half-dead and half-living state just now, the old monk could not use the Buddha's Dharma at all. He perfected his body and shaped his body into a normal person. I don't know how he did it, but it is certain that he did it as a sign before he took action.

Bai Niao Chong also released the Yulong judge pen and took it in his right hand. Meng Zhi also took out her only anti-ghost golden sword and held it in her hand. Like Bai Niao Chong, she also entered the preparation for battle when the other party released a strong belief force field.

The old monk did not do it immediately, but looked straight at the ghost-killing golden sword in Mengzhi's hand and said harshly, "Little aunt, you are holding the ghost-killing gold-killing sword in your hand. Where did you get it?"

"It's not your mind!" Mengzhi's tone is very tough.

"Hum..." A cold humming voice came from the old monk's nostrils, and his eyes became fierce.

His unintentional question touched Bai Niaochong's heart. "This old monk is a person in Buddhism, but he hides in the lightless forest to do this kind of invisible thing. Even if it is Buddhism, I'm afraid he can't tolerate him. However, he knows how to kill ghosts and kill swords. Does he have anything to do with Chen Yunshi?

"And you, boy! A ghost refiner actually wanders in such a place with a beautiful Taoist aunt. You are also a rare person in a hundred years. You give me back what you took from the White Bone Temple, and then let your little aunt give me the demon-killing golden sword in her hand, and I will show mercy and let it live. The old monk's eyes fell on the body of the hundred birds.

"What if it's not?" Hundreds of birds dilute the tunnel.

"Huh! That's dead!" The old monk said coldly, "My means can restrain you. It's easy to kill you. Although your little aunt is also a little capable, it's nothing in my eyes. It's easy for me to kill you."

Hundred birds sneered and said, "In that case, you would have done it a long time ago. Why show up and talk so much nonsense to us?" After a pause, he said, "You haven't done it for a long time. You show up and show your means to make us afraid of you, but you actually have something to fear, right?"

"Joke! I'm a Buddhist monk. You are a ghost refiner. What should I be afraid of? Not to mention your little aunt. Her methods are useless to me at all. It's easier for me to kill her!"

Hundreds of birds shook their heads, "Now I understand something. You build the White Bone Temple in the Death Swamp, hunt living people, extract corpse fluid, and feed your immortal worms in order to maintain your survival, right? Your body is half dead, and you have survived this evil spirit to this day. You can use your Dharma means while maintaining your physical presence, but it won't last long. Previously, you attacked me with the arrow condensed by faith, and then stopped. At that time, I'm afraid you were already weak and exposed your white bones, right?

Hundreds of birds rush, it is understated, like the idle wind supporting the green willow, but the old monk's face is changing color. Although he tried his best to pretend that he didn't care, the emotions in his heart could not be hidden and showed traces.

The subtle changes of the old monk did not escape the eyes of Bai Niao Chong. He continued, "What I took from the White Bone Temple is very important to you, right? He can not only let your undead worms enter the body, but also let you take back those undead worms, right? After a pause, he smiled and said, "I'm hiding it at this time. You can't get it, but when you're weak, I'll take it out, plunge it in your eyes, and pull out the black ** in your skull head. At that time, I'm afraid you really died, right?

"Hahaha..." The old monk seemed to feel that there was no need to hide anything anymore and laughed loudly. "You are really a rare ghost refiner. Your mind is so meticulous and amazing. What you said is true. I am half dead and half alive, but my body is much more advanced than your living dead and ghost slaves. Using immortal worms to shape the body, my ability to cast Buddhist spells is indeed subject to many restrictions, but what about this? I can also see that you are just a ghost refiner in the ghost city. With your current strength, it won't take long for me to kill you. Whether you believe it or not, I can kill you before returning to the state of a semi-skull!"

"Just in time, I want to kill you too!" Hundreds of birds suddenly rushed out, and a ghost fist ice cannon bombarded it. The pre-war dialogue and the disclosure of the old monk's secrets were nothing more than distracting him, messing up his position, and making him afraid. However, even if you say 10,000 words to disintegrate the other party's fighting spirit, you will eventually have to punch and wave the knife!

With a punch, the sharp ice cubes roared away. The fist is hidden in it, just like an ice cannon. The silk ghost refining power entangled and gathered into a ball, condensing the ghost martial soul and evil ghost Rasha, but it came first, waved the huge fork and killed it! Bainiao rushed and took action, leaving no room. It also used his strongest ghost martial arts at present, the evolved ghost boxing ice cannon and the attack of the ghost martial soul demon Rasha.

"Humph!" The old monk did not give in half a step, and his right fist was also bombarded.

Boom! With fist-to-fist, the dull impact sound is transmitted from the point of impact in an instant. The release of energy is overwhelming, and the trees are rotten wherever they pass! Bainiao Chong's fist is the cannon arrow of ice, while the old monk's fist is the cannon arrow of steel!

The old monk's innate power cultivation is actually in the realm of heaven and man!

At the beginning of his appearance, the old monk made a means to block his own innate power, so that the perception ability of the ghost refiner of Bainiao Chong could not see his innate power cultivation. And the cultivation of faith, ghost refiners can't see it even more. It's not that he was unprepared, but he hid his hand secretly!

His punch was blown out, and the ice cannons rushed by hundreds of birds were scattered, and the sharp ice cubes were all vaporized and disappeared without a trace. The ghost and evil spirit Rasha was also dispersed and was not a threat. Bai Niao Chong's fist collided with his fist, just like an ordinary person hitting a hard iron plate with his fists. His finger bones were bombarded, his skin was broken, and blood flowed. The huge impact force came, and his body was immediately lifted off the ground and thrown back.

This is just a match, but Bai Niao Chong already knows that this old monk is the strongest opponent he has ever met!

The wings of the white bone moved gently, and the body of the hundred birds immediately stopped the momentum of falling, flew out of a distance, and landed smoothly. He looked at the wounds and blood on his hands, but a cold smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. He was a little injured, but he also saw what he wanted to see, that is, after the old monk's full blow, the flesh and blood on the old monk's fist disappeared for a moment and turned into a white bone fist. Although a black ** surged to reshape the flesh and blood on his fist, this has shown that the old monk's strong combat effectiveness is not lasting. The more he uses powerful means, the shorter he can maintain it.

If the old monk's strength and state are constant, and Bai Niao Chong asks himself that he can't beat him. After all, for him, the Tianwu people in the realm of Tianzun Realm may not be afraid, but the old monk in the realm of Tianzun Realm and has a Dharma means, it is more terrible. Once he made a full effort, Bainiao rushed to change its combat strategy, no longer use ghost martial arts to fight hard, and did not use the magic means of ghost refiners to attack. The first idea of opening the ghost door and releasing ghost soldiers, ghost beasts and ghost-eating generals was also temporarily postponed by him. He had to look at the old monk's Dharma means to make such a decision.

If it is really the boundless Dharma, a Dharma attack destroys his army of ghosts and beasts, or the army of ghost soldiers, it is equivalent to cutting off one of his arms!

You must kill this old monk, but how to kill it is something that requires brainstorming. You need to seize the opportunity and reduce your own losses.

"It's useless for you to hide!" Seeing that the hundred birds no longer attacked, he borrowed a pair of strange white bone wings to fly around him, and the old monk cut it out with a palm. The belief and position on his body gathered under his palm in an instant, turning into a white light disk, roaring and rushing to the birds.

Wow! A golden light flew out of Mengzhi's hand. But she cut her palm and released the ghost-killing golden sword. However, what she attacked was not the old monk, but the white light disk condensed by the power of faith.

The white light disk flies very fast, but it is not as fast as the ghost-killing golden sword. The ghost-killing golden sword came first, and instantly caught up with the white light disk, cut it and divided it into two halves. Then he sucked away most of the faith energy, disintegrated the old monk's attack, and flew back to Mengzhi's hands.

Meng Zhi thought very clearly that her current strength is not possible to kill the old monk in front of her, but with her Taoist means, it is possible to assist the battle of hundreds of birds from the side. Naturally, her Taoism can't compete with the old monk's Dharma means, but the ghost-killing golden sword is a good magic weapon. When it flies, it can automatically absorb the energy of faith from all sides. Taking advantage of this, she can break some of the old monk's Dharma methods.

"Little Taoist aunt, you are a disciple of Taoism, but you are with a ghost refiner and are willing to degenerate! Today, I will walk for heaven and destroy your little demon!" The Dharma means were broken by the golden sword to kill ghosts, and the old monk suddenly rushed to Mengzhi. First kill the helper of the ghost refiner, and then kill the ghost refiner, this is his plan.

Hundreds of birds shook themselves and stood in front of Mengzhi. If the old monk wanted to hurt Mengzhi, unless he stepped on his body, and he would never give such an opportunity!