Chapter 86

The master of the jar came to the foreign monk and clapped again!

"As long as you eat the soul of the foreign ghost monk again, you will be able to recover from the weak state. Maybe it's a blessing in disguise. " The altar owner said in his heart.

The foreign monk's strength has reached the level of the sixth orifices leaping over the dragon's gate. He also has great merit and virtue power, which is just like the meat of Tang monk. As long as kuyou can swallow the soul of the foreign monk, you will have a chance to upgrade to a small level!

Never let the monk run away.

Therefore, the altar owner tried to make the poison in his body worse, and he also wanted to take down the foreign monk!

The master of the jar clapped his palm on the monk again, and the real Qi was surging between his palms. This palm is enough to open a transparent hole in the foreign monk.

When! But when his palm collided with the body of the foreign monk, the sound of gold and iron was heard.

I saw the monk's robes bulging up like an inflatable ball to protect his body. There are hundreds of scriptures on the surface of the robe, which gives the ordinary robe a layer of metallic luster.

This seemingly ordinary monk's robe is a defensive magic weapon, which just blocks the master's palm! The vacuum of the robe and the defensive array in it weaken the master's palm strength.

The foreign monk is not damaged!

Monks seek the way of long life, and generally cherish their own lives.

For those who seek long life, they will have a chance to live forever only if they are alive. If they die, they will have nothing!

As a formal friar, how can you have less defensive magic weapon?

Even if it is a foreign account is no exception!

The monk's robe not only can be used for defense, but also can automatically adjust the body surface temperature. Moreover, the cost is not high and the material is cheap and beautiful.

The only drawback is that the defense of this robe needs to be activated by foreign monks.

Therefore, before the altar master attacked the foreign monk, the monk had no time to react, so the defense on the monk's robe was not activated.

Potential in must get a palm but did not receive the effect, the jar Lord eyebrows a frown, cold voice way: "dying struggle!"

As he spoke, he turned his palms into claws, and a "ghost claw" that specialized in breaking the body protecting Qigong and strengthening the defense was grabbed toward the monk's robe.

But His claw is empty!

The foreign monk was not waiting to die. After being knocked down by a sneak attack, he secretly took a healing pill. At this time, enough strength has been accumulated to escape.

When the monk's robe held up the ball defense, the foreign monk clapped his hands on the ground, and his body bounced out like a ball. Although the posture is not beautiful enough, but the speed really has no words!

The jar master only caught his shadow.

At the same time, the foreign monk's body quickly shot out of this carriage, and in a flash, three carriages have been ejected!

As long as there is a car that can be opened, he can escape immediately.

"What a day, dog." The foreign monk murmured.

The other side is a real master with genuine Qi. He is hard-working. He is dead. Thirty six stratagems are the best. As long as he gets rid of the vicious hand of the ghost and evil cultivation, he can find a large group of martial brothers and come to avenge this palm!

Between bouncing and bouncing, the foreign monk quickly jumped into the carriage where song Shuhang was.

The passengers are surprised to look at the foreign monk, do not understand how the eminent monk came back suddenly?

What's more, how can it swell into a ball?

The foreign monk didn't have time to waste at this time. He rolled over and stood up on the spot. Two white gases were emitted from the cuff of his robe, and the round robe was restored to its original state.

Then, he ran to the door of the car, knocked on the handlebar, and forced to rotate to open the door.

"If you don't want to die, run away from the subway!" Finally, the foreign monk yelled at the passengers in the carriage.

He didn't have time to explain, and he didn't care if the passengers in the car would listen to him. Anyway, his words have already arrived. It's up to the passengers to decide whether they believe it or not.

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Song Shuhang and xiaoluoli's family are standing at the door of the carriage.

Little Laurie shrank behind her father, holding the young mother's hand.

"We Do you want to get off? "

White shirt man nodded: "get out of the car, get out of the car!"

Before they saw the foreign monk driving away magic in the carriage, several people believed that each other was a Taoist monk. I'm a foreigner, but that's not the point.

The man in the white shirt felt that he was still young and didn't want to die. So listen to the monk and get off the bus quickly.

"Little brother, get out of the car together." He again to Song Shu waterway.

Song Shuhang shook his head gently: "it's late..."

“？” The white shirt man looks puzzled.

Song Shuhang's eyes narrowed and his fingers held three charms. It was already late when the foreign monk opened the door of the carriage by hand.

The alert song Shuhang can sense that three seconds after the foreign monk jumped into the carriage, a ghost's negative energy followed it to the carriage.When the foreign monk untied the monk's robe defense and went to manually open the door, the ghost's negative energy had enveloped the whole carriage. The magic of ghosts has spread all over the car unconsciously.

The foreign monk thought he had opened the door of the carriage, but in fact, he had been holding on to the rings in the subway. The door didn't open at all.

"Stay by my side, don't leave." Song Shuhang whispered to the white shirt man's family.

He stealthily drew two "sword runes" and two "armour amulets" and placed them in the pocket where they could be drawn out at any time.

While talking, a pale figure slowly entered the carriage and said with a sneer, "you can't escape from my palm, monk."

The foreign monk's face changed dramatically and he cried out in his heart.

He reached for the open door, which, in his view, was already open, and outside was the subway passage - but it was the cold wall of the car.

No, it's a mirage!

"Do you want to keep running? There are still many cars in the back. You can always escape. I'm not in a hurry. " The owner of the jar sneered and snapped his fingers.

Four ghosts came out of his hands and destroyed all the monitoring inside the car.

Later, the ghost will be bitter half of the body into the car. The phantom explosion, which had been arranged in the carriage, wrapped all the passengers in the carriage.

The passengers' eyes were frightened, and one by one they fell to the ground and fainted.

“Shit！” The foreign monk screamed angrily and couldn't escape.

His broad robe trembled, and a Vajra pestle slipped out and fell into his hands.

Put it together!

Even if you're dead, you should give this guy some color to see.

At this time, the passengers around one by one fell down, white shirt father, young mother and little Lori were also frightened into dizziness. The passengers are tortured by all kinds of terror in the illusion, which turns into pure panic, fear and other negative forces.

If it goes on like this, the ghost of the other party will complain that the ghost can absorb more negative energy and become more powerful. And the longer his injury drags on, the worse.

If you don't work hard, you won't even have the chance to work hard.

The foreign monk took a deep breath, and the Qi and blood in the eyes, nose, ears and mouth echoed with the Qi and blood in the heart.

He used his internal Qi and blood to temporarily suppress the injury on his back, clenched the Vajra pestle with both hands, and took a step forward to enhance his momentum to the extreme!

He estimated that he had only one or two blows.

"Ahhh!" The foreign monk jumped up high and smashed the Vajra pestle towards the master of the jar with both hands.

This is the method of using pestle to reduce ten wisdom.

"Hehe, you look like you're dying. It's delicious. It's wonderful." The master of the jar did not dodge. The ghost behind him stretched out his hands and turned him into a huge ghost claw to protect him.

The foreign monk's Vajra pestle smashed on the huge ghost claw, but only a string of sparks came out.

Gradually recovered from the ghost will be bitter, but the standard second grade strength.

The foreign monk's attack didn't hurt kuyou at all. Instead, he was bounced out of the ghost's claw and hit the car wall. Because of the impact, the injury on the back was aggravated

"As long as I eat you, you will be able to break through the present state. I'm sure the time has turned for the better The owner of the jar grinned grimly.

"Dog shit." The foreign monk gritted his teeth, and his heart was filled with despair.

The foreign monk looked around, the passengers in the carriage were nearly destroyed, and only a young man with beautiful features was still standing in the carriage.

I saw that young face calm, there is a kind of extraordinary temperament.

A moment later, the boy suddenly smiles. Then he pulled a pendant from his neck and flicked it.

Ding!

A clear voice came from the pendant.

The sound is very pleasant

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