" A small trick, and you're here to sell it?" Before he could finish the word " play ", his whole body suddenly shook. He felt that his right hand holding the child Lin Jingyu had been bitten by a foreign object. A numbing and itchy feeling instantly spread throughout his body. His vision went black, and the Falun in front of him was on the verge of collapsing.
Right at this moment, the ghost in front of him had another strange change. On the forehead of his left and right eyes, a pair of blood-red eyes opened. A bloody wind rose, and the power was even stronger. With a ghostly howl, a blood-red light flashed, and the ghost smashed the golden Falun into pieces, hitting Pu Zhi's chest heavily.
Puzhi was sent flying backward, and Lin Jingyu, who was under his ribs, also fell to the ground. Along the way, there were a few muffled sounds. His ribs were probably broken. A moment later, his skinny body smashed into the wall of the grass temple. With a boom, dust flew into the air, and the entire wall collapsed.
"Hahahahaha ~" The person in the black gas laughed wildly, extremely pleased with himself.
Puzhi stood up shakily. His throat felt hot, and he could not help but spit out a mouthful of hot blood, dyeing his monk robe red. He only felt stars flashing in front of his eyes. His entire body was in pain, and the numb and itchy feeling was getting closer and closer to his heart.
He forced himself to calm down. He glanced at Lin Jingyu, who was still unconscious on the ground, and saw a colorful centipede slowly crawling out of his clothes. It was as big as a palm, and the strangest thing was that its tail had seven forks. It looked like it had seven tails. Moreover, each of them was of a different color. The colors were gorgeous, but there was a hint of horror in their beauty.
"Seven-tailed centipede!" Puzhi's words sounded like a moan.
The person in the black gas laughed coldly and said,""That's right. This Seven-tailed Centipede is specifically targeting you, Bald Monk Puzhi. "If not for that, it would not be easy to deal with you with your Buddhist cultivation in the Heavenly Chord Temple. Alright, hand over the Blood-devouring Bead now and I'll give you the antidote for the Seven-tailed Centipede and spare your life!”
Puzhi laughed bitterly." To think that I have the word 'wisdom' in my name. I didn't expect that you would covet the Blood Devouring Pearl for refining this evil thing called the Poisonous Blood Banner."”His expression turned serious and he said decisively,"You want me to give you the most vicious thing in this world? That's wishful thinking."”
The person in the black gas was furious.”A red light flashed, and the Poisonous Blood Banner was waved in the wind. With the sound of ghost cries, a huge ghost appeared again. It circled in the air and charged at Puzhi again.
Puzhi shouted loudly. His clothes were blowing even though there was no wind, and his originally thin and small body seemed to have grown a lot. When his left hand exerted force, a crisp sound was heard. The jade prayer beads were broken by him. The dozen or so crystal clear prayer beads didn't fall down. Instead, they spun non-stop. They glowed with green light and floated in front of Puzhi. Only the dark purple bead fell straight down.
Puzhi flipped his palm and grabbed the dark purple bead. He formed the left and right water bottle seals with his hands. His eyes were wide open and his body was covered in golden light. He said word by word,"Ah, ma, ni, ba, mi, moo!”
"Six-Character Daming Mantra." The tone of the person in the black gas immediately became a little more solemn.
"Alright then! Bald Thief, I'll let you die without a burial place!”The black-clothed man drew the sword on his back with a swoosh. His eyes flashed with a fierce light as he spoke fiercely.
Wan Yu was meditating when he heard the voice. He raised his sword and rushed out.
The sword was as light as autumn water, bright but not blinding, and there was a faint green light on the sword. It was the Autumn Water Sword, one of the Nine Heavens Divine Weapons.
"Good sword!" Puzhi couldn't help but shout.
The black-robed man sneered. He held a sword technique in his hand and stepped on the seven stars. He took seven steps in the air and stabbed his sword into the sky. He muttered,
"Nine Heavens Black Slaying, turn into divine lightning. Fear the might of the heavens, use the sword to guide it!"
"Godly Sword Lightning-Controlling True Spell!" Puzhi's face turned ashen when he saw this move, but he was immediately surprised.”
Wan Yu, who was watching the battle, suddenly stood up and thought to himself,"Not good! If he was hit by this move, Puzhi would be dead for sure. If he died, what would happen to the Brahma Prajna?”Thinking of this, Wan Yu raised the Wuchen Sword and rushed into the sky.
The man in black who was fighting with Puzhi was shocked. He drew the sword with his left hand. A bolt of divine lightning struck towards Wan Yu.
The Myriad Feathers Sword was placed horizontally in front of his chest. His left hand guided the sword technique, and a silver-white light enveloped the Myriad Feathers. The divine lightning actually disappeared without a trace when it touched the white gas.
Puzhi took three steps back and removed his hand seal. He put his palms together and his face was solemn. His whole body was emitting golden light as he muttered,"Buddha is merciful!"
The seven jade prayer beads in front of Puzhi were all shattered, and a huge swastika appeared in front of him. The golden light was dazzling and could not be looked at directly.
In the next moment, the remaining divine lightning and the swastika collided.
At this moment, Wan Yu's sword qi slashed over. Although this sword attack did not use all its strength, the black-clothed man, who was already exhausted from fighting with ordinary wisdom, was still seriously injured. He turned into a ray of light and flew into the distance.
Puzhi fell to the ground with a thud, unconscious.
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