Grandpa

The howling golden dragon was pinched from inside and outside.

In such a blink of an eye, the two ghost masters rushed up desperately, desperately suppressing the churning golden dragon, the evil spirit around the ghost and the dragon energy on the golden dragon collided fiercely, and the scales on the golden dragon instantly dimmed half a point.

Yang Zhao gave an order, and the other five ghost controllers holding the porcelain vases gathered around them. Just as the two ghost controllers that were holding down the golden dragon were turned into ashes, two more porcelain bottles were stuffed into the golden dragon. mouth.

"Roar——" Jinlong twisted his body, blood dripped from his eyes, he struggled to dodge backwards, and he didn't have the slightest demeanor in his embarrassment.

Seeing this scene, He Chongzi's pupils tightened, and his facial features crowded together hideously.He rushed forward, and with a flick of the whisk, a ghost-riding ghost was directly sent flying.

Looking at the Huaguo Righteous Path monks pouring in, Yang Zhao knew that the plan he had planned for 23 years had failed in the end.

He squinted his eyes, not knowing what it was like.

But soon the depression on Yang Zhao's face was wiped away, his eyes fell on the weak and gasping Jinlong, and then he looked at the group of Huaguo Zhengdao who had been tossed by him back and forth, especially He Chongzi, who was about to die, and suddenly smiled .

He was proud, satisfied, and muttered to himself, more like convincing himself: "If you hurt the enemy one thousand, you will hurt eight hundred."

He raised his voice, almost insane: "This business is not a loss, it is not a loss!"

Hearing this, the old Taoist in Tsing Yi, who was behind the crowd, burst into tears, and shouted angrily: "Yang Zhao——"

With a flash of his figure, he rushed to Yang Zhao's body, raised the long knife in his hand, and was about to chop down.

The sharp white light on the blade was reflected on Yang Zhao's face. He was sitting upright, his eyelids didn't even lift a bit, but there was a hint of anger on his face, and he said calmly: "I, Yang Zhao, have been living for 23 years. I just don't want to die. In the hands of you hypocrites, it was not possible before..."

An evil spirit emerged from his body, and there were gusts of wind, as if he was gestating something.

"Not good," Ge Daoren in front turned around subconsciously, but he didn't want to bump into this scene. He stared and shouted angrily: "Liu Daoyou, get out of the way, he is going to blow himself up!"

But it was too late, before the words fell, Yang Zhao said sharply: "It can't be done now—"

There was only a loud bang, and Yang Zhao's body exploded out of thin air, while flesh and blood flew, the domineering wind carried flying sand and spread in all directions.

The old Taoist in Tsing Yi, who was unable to defend himself, felt a tightness in his chest, as if he had been hit by a huge boulder, and he flew upside down following him, and fell directly off the cliff.

"Liu Daoyou——" Thinking of the words that the old Taoist in Tsing Yi said before, Daoren Ge's canthus shattered, and he jumped off the cliff.

As the last ghost-riding ghost was beheaded by Shao Yun, the wind and sand on the top of Taibai Mountain gradually subsided, leaving only weak dragon chants one after another.

The golden dragon curled up at the bottom of the pit, its scales were dim, and its dragon aura became thinner and thinner. It was obvious that it had no strength to struggle, but there were still tens of thousands of fierce spirits raging inside it.

The Patriarch of the Shi family instantly blushed: "What should we do now?"

Zeji Living Buddha put his palms together and recited the Ksitigarbha King's Heart Mantra, and Taoist Master Xu Chengzi also recited the Mantra of Rebirth, trying to save these vicious souls.

Shao Yun went to pick up the long sword, and said slowly: "It's useless, these fierce spirits are all soldiers from country R who invaded our country in the past, and died on the battlefield later, and were suppressed by our country in the War of Resistance They must have held grudges against the Hua Kingdom for decades, and now they finally have a chance to take revenge, and even take the opportunity to destroy the Hua Kingdom, how could they let it go."

As Shao Yunqu said, even though Living Buddha Zeji and Taoist Master Xu Chengzi recited the mantra of rebirth over and over again, none of the fierce souls in the golden dragon let go of their obsession and went to rebirth.

"Bastard." I don't know who cursed angrily.

"What should we do now?" The Patriarch of the Shi family asked again with hatred.

For now, the only way is to go deep into Jinlong's body and get rid of these evil spirits, but——

At this moment, Shao Yun thought a lot.

Then I remembered one thing.

Have these things happened in a previous life?

He traveled far and wide, thinking of Wei Xiuluo who had no news from his previous life, the two unheard-of families of demon cultivators, and the lifeless world of monks in Huaguo.

He said silently in his heart, this should have happened too!

It's just that when he became famous in his last life, Huaguo was still there.In other words, Yang Zhao's conspiracy also failed, but it is very likely that the group of Hua Guo's righteous ways in front of him will be folded in nine out of ten.

He looked around, and although these orthodox monks all looked sad, they were still alive and well.His eyes fell on the Grandpa of the Wei family, surrounded by two orange cats, one big and one small, with no clear expression on his face.

In a daze, Shao Yun had an intuition that he came back in reincarnation just to save these righteous monks in Huaguo.

The more he thought about it, the more likely it was.

But things are not over yet.

In the light of the calcium carbide fire, he made up his mind, and then he thought of Wei Xiuluo, his heart trembled, he clenched his fists, reluctantly put aside distracting thoughts, and raised his feet to jump off the hole.

For responsibility and righteousness, he has no choice!

But he didn't expect that at the next moment, He Chongzi reached out and grabbed his skirt, raised his hand and threw him behind him.

He said: "Our seniors are still standing here, how can we tolerate you as a junior."

Shao Yun, who fell to the ground, didn't care to stand still, and instantly understood He Chongzi's intentions, he raised his head and said anxiously: "Senior—"

After going through the flames of war and being suppressed for decades, it is not so easy to get rid of a vicious soul full of resentment.In addition, they were fighting in the golden dragon's body again, and those who entered would bound their hands and feet to avoid causing secondary damage to the golden dragon.Not to mention the large number of these fierce souls, just a sea of ​​people tactic can kill people alive.And that's just one of them.

As for the second, the golden dragon was covered in bruises and was extremely weak. It seemed that it was difficult for him to catch his breath, so it was impossible to give them any help.But mortals have always been weak, and now is the time when the golden dragon's internal energy is the most disordered. If this is not careful, the people who go in may not die of exhaustion in the hands of these fierce spirits, but will be strangled to death by the golden dragon's messy energy.

All in all, the chances of people entering the golden dragon's body surviving are pitifully small.

Hearing this, the two Taoists who were originally following He Chongzi turned around and involuntarily grabbed Shao Yun and dragged him to the rear.

He Chongzi said slowly: "It's not that I'm showing off this momentary ability. Anyway, I have lived for hundreds of years. It seems that there is no difference between living more than ten years and less than ten years. What's more, when I go , if it succeeds, it can be regarded as a merit for saving the world, and in the future, in front of Yan Luo Palace, according to the judge's writing, at least ten generations of wealth and honor can be obtained at your fingertips."

He Chongzi had a calm expression on his face.

But everyone subconsciously looked at the white tiger who was lying on the ground behind him, his body began to shrink, and he was also lingering, with blood holes all over his body, silent and speechless.

If it fails unfortunately, those vicious souls are good people, I am afraid that they will end up in a frenzy, and they will talk about wealth and honor for ten generations.

After finishing speaking, He Chongzi made up his mind and didn't look back: "Time is running out, so I won't talk nonsense, fellow Taoists, we will meet later!"

After saying that, he jumped up.

After a while, the deep dragon chant sounded again, one after another, like weeping and complaining.

The two Taoists who had captured Shao Yunqu let go of their hands, and Shao Yunqu bent his legs and half knelt on the ground.

There was only one thought left in his mind.

He Chongzi died for him!

In a trance, a touch of ephedra suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, followed by a sentence: "Amitabha."

Living Buddha Zeji clasped his hands together and said with a sigh, "Master, please don't let others disturb you. You have done well enough."

At least they all survived.

Shao Yunqu suddenly raised his head, facing the clear eyes of Living Buddha Shang Zeji, he instantly had the illusion that he had been seen through by the other party.

Living Buddha Zeji pointed to the grandfather of the Wei family who was not far away, and continued, "Don't you know that each person has their own destiny, maybe this is their destiny."

"Really?" Shao Yun went to mutter to himself, he was indeed comforted.

I don't know how long it took, the sound of the dragon's chant became weaker and weaker, and there was only a dull buzzing sound, and suddenly there was a voice weeping with joy from the crowd: "Success, Senior He Chongzi succeeded!"

At the last moment, he dragged the remaining handful of fierce souls to die together.

Lucky in the unlucky.

Shao Yunqu trembled all over, and raised his head abruptly.

In the mountains, Jinlong stood up with difficulty, the scales around his body were still dull, but his spirit was obviously much better.It held a bright yellow ball of light in its mouth, nodded towards Shao Yunqu and the others, and then turned into dots of white light, disappearing into the mountains.

In an instant, the clouds disappeared and the rain disappeared, and the sun shone on the earth again.

He Wei rushed over with someone.

Although Taoist Tsing Yi fell off the cliff and broke a leg, fortunately he saved his life.

The people from the Secret Service captured Miller and the woman with the mechanical arm who are supernatural beings from M country. They were not under the protection of the grandfather of the Wei family, so they were directly crushed by Longwei. They are lucky.

Wei Bo's father and son experienced great sorrow and great joy. He Wei found a box of dragon sand when cleaning up the scene. Master Xu Chengzi heard about it and stuffed the old cat with only one breath left, which looked like a rag basket. Going in, I don't know what method he used, but he actually hanged the life of the Grandpa of the Wei family.

The good news came out one after another, as if everything was moving in a good direction.

Shao Yunqu, who was frozen in place, suddenly felt that the world had regained its clarity.

The orange cat staggered over and jumped into Shao Yunqu's arms, it was also tired.

Shao Yun hugged it subconsciously, his tense nerves were broken, and he said in an unprecedented relaxed tone: "Go, let's go home."

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As in the title, the main text ends here, and there are still a few episodes to be written, there must be benefits, so don't worry!