dead child, ghost carrying coffin

With the completion of the spell, green air bursts from the sky and the earth.

In bursts of green air, 33 golden armored gods loomed.

These gods are not like Liu Ding Liujia recruited by Hui Lao Liu, they are like sculptures.

Rather, like living creatures, each one has a clear face.

It's just that the eyes are closed tightly, and the expression is slightly dull.

Immediately after these gods appeared, they howled and raised their weapons to attack the ghost mother evil god.

Seeing this, the ghost mother and evil god was shocked, and it could even be said that she panicked.

"33 gods?!!!"

"This is impossible, how could you attract the 33 gods to fight me!"

"Who are you?!!!"

With the imminent disaster, the ghost mother and evil spirit dare not neglect in the slightest.

She opened her mouth wide, swallowing all the little ghosts and gods like a black hole.

The little ghost struggled desperately:

Some howled, some cursed, some begged for mercy...

But all this to no avail.

In the blink of an eye, the surrounding ghost mist, together with the little ghost, was swallowed up.

The ghost mother evil spirit whose body soared to the height of a three-story building was surrounded by thunder above her head and karmic fire was burning under her feet.

This is what a generation of evil gods looked like in their heyday.

"What can the 33 gods do? You can't kill me!"

The "flying sword" surrounding the ghost mother and evil god fell immediately after being hit by the thunder and scorched by the karmic fire.

Changing into the form of a mahogany sword again, it flew back into Hua Jiunan's hands.

The Ghost Mother Evil God glared at everyone.

As if to engrave their appearance in my heart with a knife.

Everyone was on guard as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Hui Lao Liu even stepped forward with one step, and tightly protected Hua Jiunan, who had exhausted his energy, behind him.

The ghost mother and evil god ignored everyone, but grabbed the back of her neck with both hands.

Amid the screams, he pulled hard, and the entire spine was slowly pulled out.

The spine was filled with stinking flesh and topped by a huge bull's head.

"I sacrifice my own flesh and blood, my lord mother god help me!"

Amidst the tragic roar, the ghost mother and evil spirit rushed towards the 33 gods with big strides.

33 The gods remained unchanged, attacking wildly around the ghost mother evil god.

Hu Qingshan, who came back to his senses a little, let out a soft sigh as he looked at the tragic "battle between gods and demons" in front of him.

"It turns out that this is the power of the righteous god, and I am far behind!"

The rest nodded in agreement.

At the same time, my heart is filled with emotion:

If the ghost mother and evil god had fought like this from the beginning, the five great masters might not be able to last for a few rounds.

No longer fighting with himself, Wuxin turned back into that shy little monk and hid behind Hua Jiunan.

Tightly tugging on the hem of his clothes.

Hua Jiunan also lightly touched Wuxin's little bald head to show comfort.

Seeing this, the two masters Numu and Kongchan stared vigilantly at the fight in the arena, and at the same time saluted Hua Jiunan together.

"Namo Amitabha."

"The benefactor has great wisdom and great compassion, and saved the Great Monk Faqing from the sea of ​​suffering. I am extremely grateful."

Although Hua Jiunan is weak, he does not lack etiquette.

"The two masters are polite."

"It's just that the evil gods haven't been wiped out yet. I don't know if the Buddhist school has a magic method?!"

No wonder Hua Jiu was worried:

At this time, the 33 gods who were summoned by him had already been beaten back by the ghost mother evil god.

The body continued to exude a faint green aura, and it seemed that it would not last long.

On our side, except for the three eminent Buddhist monks and Grandma Mai, almost all of them are at the end of their battle...

Before waiting for the two masters Angry Eyes and Kong Chan to answer, Chen Daji, who was relieved, rolled his eyes and had a bad idea.

He walked into Wuxin quietly, and under the vigilant "eyes" of the other party, he took out a pack of spicy sticks and handed it over.

"Light, light, brother bald."

"Don't you think the kid who was eaten by the big belly woman is very similar to the one who ran to our house to 'suicide'..."

The originally innocent and even shy little monk Wuxin changed his face wildly when he heard these words.

Turning his head like rust, he slowly looked at the ghost mother evil god who was fighting.

Before Hua Jiunan and the others could react, their bodies began to flicker violently.

Everyone felt a chill all over their bodies, and icicles actually fell from the sky.

In an instant, Wu Xin returned to her youthful appearance.

Copper face, blood robe, black knife!

Amidst the howling wind, the blood moon hangs obliquely, and the Buddha of Tears hangs in the sky!

Ghost Buddha Faceless, come again!

The black dagger pointed at the ghost mother evil god, and her whole body turned into a bloody light to pounce on her.

"Jie Jie Jie, Namo Amitabha."

"You, damn it!"

"Senior brother, go slowly, watch the little monk avenge you, raise the majesty of my Jinguang Temple!!!"

Note: Namo Amitabha: The "six-character Hongming" of the Pure Land School of Buddhism, which means "returning to the infinite light consciousness" or "returning to the infinite life Buddha."

Ordinary readers can understand it as: salute, infinite light.