Supernatural: A poor monk becomes stronger after crossing ghosts

"Amitabha!" Hongyi pulled the zygote aside and said with a smile

, "Don't move around here, the poor monk will be fine soon."

"Hongyi-kun!" Hongyi

waved his hand at her, signaling that there was no need to worry.

"Your ancestor is Dracula, shouldn't it be Cain?" Hongyi said curiously

, "Are you mistaken about your ancestors?"

William was stunned for a moment, a little annoyed: "Who said that our ancestor is Cain? "

Where did you hear the news of this bastard, damn it!" Hongyi

didn't expect an ancestral question, this Earl William would react so much.

"Amitabha..."Hongyi looked sorry, and said to William a little embarrassed:

"That may be the poor monk's mistake, why are all our online novels written about Cain?"

The corners of William's mouth twitched.

"Hehe, don't find a way to delay the time! It is your honor to die at the hands of Earl William tonight! Tremble! Reptiles!" William's mouth hooked up with an evil smile, and he stretched out his hand, just about to let the blood slave behind him go up and tear this monk apart.

"Wait!" Hongyi

interrupted.

"Poor monk, there is one last question!" Hongyi continued,

"Are you all teaching by one person? Why are they all routines? Why don't you tsk? Do you Prince Dracula have a knotted tongue too?"

A question from the soul directly made Earl William stunned in place.

This monk....

Unexpectedly, he dared to desecrate the noble gods like this, and dared to slander Prince Dracula.

"Ahhhh Damn the reptile, bear the Count's wrath! tear him up—" Count William's face contorted, and he roared in rage.

Suddenly, several vampires behind him seemed to have been drugged.

The British face began to distort, turning into the ugly appearance of blue-faced fangs, and the sharp teeth kept reflecting the cold.

"Bang!"

everyone's body began to slowly expand, instantly bursting the neat suit, exposing the green tendons, and the long black nails in the hands instantly stretched.

Behind him, two flesh buds slowly stretched out from his shirt and unfurled.

It was a black bat wing with a hook.

"Roar..."Several

vampires roared at the same time, spreading

their wings and pounced on Hongyi at an extremely fast speed.

Hongyi pulled out the revolver from his back bag, aimed it at the first vampire, and fired a shot directly.

It's most convenient to use a gun to shoot birds or something

! One shot at a time

! It's not too beautiful! Earl

William couldn't help but laugh when he saw Hongyi take out a pistol:

"Hehe, stupid reptiles, noble vampires have immortal bodies, small bullets... How is that possible?"

William's eyes widened as he watched the strange scene in front of him.

I saw that every time a gun rang out, a bullet with a golden light was fired, and a blood slave was blown to pieces in an instant.

It's not the kind of stumps flying around and blood splattering.

Instead, it was directly blown into powder! What about it, this was directly blown up into PM2.5

? Not even a little blood left?

Not only William couldn't believe it, but even Hongyi himself was a little surprised, he didn't expect the spiritual power bullet to be so fierce

! This was a whim of him, hollowed out the bullet, and then compressed the spiritual power and stuffed it in, and sealed it!

Amitabha Buddha!

This hits something, and you don't have to worry about the miserable scene at all.

"Hongyi-kun, so powerful?" Zygoko's eyes widened and her mouth widened.

Since this monk came, he found that his mouth was so hard every day, and he had to open it wide at every turn.

That's when it happened.

Earl William began to tilt his head, his eyes closed, and his mouth kept muttering, and his expression was extremely reverent.

A faint mist of blood began to descend and became thick.

In the blink of an eye, the entire place was shrouded in a blood-colored mist.

Hongyi's vision began to blur.

The Psychic Eye is on.

The view gradually became clearer.

And Earl William's mysterious ritual had also ended, and he was staring at him with a smirk.

"Feel the apocalypse!" said

Earl William with his hands outstretched.

Suddenly, the concrete ground under Hongyi's feet, like the surface of the sea, kept churning.

Is this an illusion?

Hongyi had no choice but to pull the zygote and began to dodge.

The whole street began to distort, and the space seemed to be compressed.

"Hell's Words!"

a piercing scream came from Earl William's mouth, and immediately spread in all directions like a circle of ripples.

It was like a wave of sound, impacting Hongyi's brain.

The zygote's delicate longbow beside him had fallen to the ground, and he was covering his ears in pain.

Hongyi used his spiritual power, and suddenly the evil voice in his mind was swept away.

"Om, ma, what, speaker, mi, huh"

The moment he raised his head, he roared out the six-character mantra of Buddhism with the lion's roar.

Suddenly, a wave of sound larger than that of Earl William swept through the street.

Instantly overshadowed the earl's shrill cry.

"Poof..."

Earl William spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person withered.

What kind of ability is this?

It is even more terrifying than the blood clan's natural skill "Whisper of Hell"!"

Amitabha, donor, you have succeeded in angering the poor monk!" Looking at Earl William in front of him, Hongyi frowned and walked towards him step by step.

"There are countless poor monks and ghosts, and the master said that the poor monks have not yet reached the point where they can cross others and themselves..."

It shouldn't be a person, right?"

"Bang..."

Hongyi directly shot at him, but he didn't expect that the spiritual power bullet could not break through the defense, and it seemed to disappear when it entered the body of Earl William.

"Hehe... Little monk, you are very strong... However, if Count Ben turns you into a vampire too, haha... The great Prince Dracula will definitely give it to me..."

Earl William in front of him seemed to be crazy, and a pair of blood-colored bat wings violently tore a hole in the clothes behind his back and spread them out in the blood mist.

Immediately afterwards, the figure disappeared directly, and an afterimage instantly appeared behind Hongyi.

The four sharp canine teeth showed cold light and bit towards Hongyi's neck fiercely.

"Click..."

Earl William raised his head in disbelief, looked at the smooth neck in front of him, and then touched the two tiger teeth that were flying.

For a while, I forgot to escape.

Frozen in place.

This monk... How hard is it?

Hongyi touched the saliva remaining on his neck, turned around and lifted Earl William up, pressed it to the ground and began to explode.

"Amitabha... How dare you bite a poor monk..."

After a burst of hammering, Hongyi looked at the zygote who was still squatting on the ground, and then looked at the dying Earl William, a little embarrassed.

This poor monk can't take two people with him.

Huh,

Hongyi suddenly thought of a solution.

Earl William was a little frightened at this time, and his whole body was trembling.

Because this monk was holding a knife and cutting his head.

"Amitabha, the poor monk heard in the past that the vampire seems to be able to recover his body, and you have also seen that the poor monk can't carry two people with one hand, so it should be possible to lift his head..."

You bear with it..."