dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Xu Fu and Huang Chao were on guard, but Zhuan Zhu had already changed his target:

The intestines of the ancient swordfish are like the horns of an antelope, with no trace to be found, and the head of the beast that has already been beheaded appears again and flies high!

Two exclamations came at the same time.

Huang Chao and Xu Fu: "Lord Beast God!!!"

The two cheers came in no particular order.

Zhao Fei and Hu Ping: "Brother Zhuan Zhu is awesome!!!"

Ghost Buddha Faceless stopped attacking, his bare half face was full of thought, and immediately knocked the Fish Intestine Sword away with a punch.

"Jie Jie Jie, beware of fraud!"

As soon as the words fell, a ferocious animal head suddenly appeared out of thin air where the Fish Intestine Sword used to be:

Not a tiger or a leopard, with two horns and one eye.

The beast's head opened its mouth wide, but it missed nothing, and then stared at Yuchangjian with red eyes.

At the same time, the severed head of the Beast God turned into a mass of flying insects, which returned to its neck amidst buzzing noises.

That face was still dull and cold.

Just as he was about to continue chasing Zhuan Zhu, he suddenly sensed something, and he tilted his neck dully as if "listening with his ears".

"Roar!" The Beast God roared unwillingly, and then his whole body turned into a cloud of insects covering the sky, rolling up Xu Fu and Huang Chao on the boat and heading straight for the distance.

Guifo Wumian wanted to chase after him, but was interrupted by Zhao Fei's shout.

"Brother Bald, stop chasing these wicked bastards, and quickly find a way to save the boss and the chicken!"

Ting Hua Jiunan was in danger, and Faceless appeared in front of Zhao Fei almost teleporting.

"Hurry up and tell me, what happened to my brother?!"

Before Zhao Fei could answer, Ghost Buddha Faceless suddenly turned around and stared into the distance.

Everyone followed his gaze, only to see the two great masters, Zhang Bao and Zhang Bao, coming hand in hand.

Between the fluttering sleeves, it looks like a fairy.

The arrival of Zhang Jiao was the reason why the Beast God fled in such a hurry.

"Blessings are immeasurable yellow heavens. Will the Buddha be well in a few days?"

"Poor Dao Zhangjiao is polite."

Because Hua Jiunan always held the "half teacher" ceremony to Zhang Jiao, Ghost Buddha Wumian naturally would not neglect.

Temporarily suppressing his crazy character, he clasped his hands together and returned the salute.

"Jie Jie Jie, Namo Amitabha."

"I've seen Master Zhang!"

Zhang Jiao, that is a powerful person who has left a strong mark in the world of spiritual practice in China.

Wu Yongming and Zen Master Rong Hui hurriedly adjusted their clothes and saluted each other.

"Blessings are boundless, just a junior Wu Yongming, (the little monk Rong Hui of Baima Temple) pays homage to Master Zhang!"

Zhang Jiao is indifferent and peaceful, and doesn't treat people differently, and immediately returns the courtesy when he hears the words.

"You two are welcome."

Then he smiled and looked at Zhao Fei and Hu Ping.

"The two little friends are well."

The two boys hurriedly returned the gift: "Zhang...Hello, Uncle Zhang, Hello, Second Master Zhang!"

Chen Dage kept calling himself uncle, but Zhang Jiao was obviously used to it, so he just nodded with a smile.

However, Hu Ping was glared at by his ancestor Wu Yongming.

As a disciple of Zhengyi sect, how could he be so unruly!

Hu Ping was terrified by being stared at, and secretly cried out in his heart: Boss Chen killed someone!

After being with him for a long time, I will always be led astray without knowing it...

Since the last "shared joys and sorrows", Chen Daji and Chang Baye have already held a heavy weight in Zhang Bao's heart.

Now that I can't see them, I am anxious to ask.

"The two little friends are well."

"Why... why don't you see Daji, Xiaoba and the others? But what happened!?!"

When Zhang Bao asked, Zhao Fei immediately grinned and cried like a bullied child meeting his parents.

"Second Uncle Zhang, why did you come here? We were bullied by dirty things!"

After listening to Zhao Fei's story, Zhang Bao snorted coldly.

"The souls of Liangzhu are deceiving people too much!"

"Let's go, you two will lead the way, Pindao will settle accounts with the dead!"

Ghost Buddha Faceless was already insane, but when he heard that Hua Jiunan was eaten by a stone statue, he ran away immediately.

On the exposed half of the face, the Buddha's Suppressing Devil Sutra, which had already faded a lot, seemed to have a tendency to disappear completely.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

"Liangzhu dead, you should fall into endless purgatory forever!"

The dark wind howled, and tears of blood dripped from the eyes of the Buddha statue floating in the air.

The blood moon has been blew up by the ghost Buddha, and now there is only a black hole hanging high.

All kinds of shrill howling sounds continued to come from the black hole, as if there were endless evil spirits living inside.

Seeing that the faceless ghosts and Buddhas are about to sink completely, Zen Master Ronghui changed his usual composure and secretly used the great Buddhist supernatural power "Lion's Roar".

"Namo Amitabha, Buddha, don't fall into 'ignorance, insanity, hatred', please wake up quickly!"

Immediately after that, he threw the Baina monk's clothes towards Ghost Buddha Faceless, and covered him with golden Buddha light.

"The prime minister of the left, Jia Dan, issued an order to the good beings in the states. Recite Amitabha Buddha a thousand times a day. Cut off evil and do good. It's hot now. No one harvests..."

The "Quan Shan Jing" is solemn and grand, with swastikas surrounded by ghosts and Buddhas without faces.