Stunning beauty

The cold wind was miserable.

The sound is harsh.

The burial place of the monster clan, the remnant of the iceberg.

Li Ziye held the Fish Intestine Sword and carried out his planing business with a serious face.

In the past, Li Erniu was also a good boy with no power to restrain a chicken, a pure heart, and no blood. However, there were always perverts like Huafengdu and Mao Nanfeng in the Li family.

Extorting confessions and dissecting them is really normal.

"Li Jiaoxi, are you verifying his regenerative ability?" Mu Wenqing asked curiously while watching.

"correct."

After pulling out all the viscera of Ye Gui, Li Ziye took two steps back, grabbed the snow on the ground, wiped the blood from his hands, and waited patiently.

As time passed, the night ghost nailed to the cliff was constantly struggling, roaring, low and depressing.

"This can't die, it's amazing."

Looking at the monster with such tenacious vitality, Li Ziye said with emotion.

"However, the speed of his regeneration has slowed down."

On the side, Mu Wenqing said with great interest, "After so long, his limbs and internal organs have not regenerated, which means that this monster's regenerative ability has a limit."

"After all, it's just an imitation of Netherland."

Li Ziye said indifferently, "The secret technique developed by the person behind the scenes is not as good as Taoism, so this black-eyed night ghost is not as incomprehensible as Netherland."

After finishing speaking, Li Ziye stepped forward with a wooden sword in his hand, and directly inserted the wooden sword into Ye Gui's chest.

Black blood gushes out, staining the black wooden sword.

"Roar!"

The black-eyed night ghost was in pain, roared angrily, and struggled more violently.

"Ah."

From behind, Mu Wenqing saw this scene, smiled lightly, and said, "It seems that the wooden sword made by Li Jiaoxi is not only useless, but also seems to have the opposite effect."

Li Ziye pulled out the wooden sword, looked at the lines on it, and frowned slightly.

His uncle, what went wrong.

"Hijin, light a fire and rest for a while."

Mu Wenqing walked to the bottom of the cliff, and said with a smile, "It seems that our teacher Li needs to do more research."

"Ah."

On the side, Mu Jin nodded in response, silently walked to the bottom of the cliff, started to light a fire, and tried not to look at the pervert behind her.

"Roar!"

In front of the cliff, there were roars, and a certain pervert in Mu Jin's eyes inserted the wooden sword into the night ghost's chest time and time again, looking for the wooden sword's flaws.

at the same time.

Outside the bone burial ground, strong winds gathered, and the wind blew away the clouds. Two figures walked out, it was Xuanfeng and Sanzang who had come to look for someone.

"Buddha, the front is the forbidden area of ​​my monster clan. The emperor cannot enter, and you can only go there alone."

With the forbidden area in front, Xuanfeng stopped, looked at the young monk beside him, and said seriously, "Be careful, it may be dangerous inside."

"Amitabha, thank you for sending me."

Sanzang clasped his palms together and thanked him, and then walked towards the burial place of the demon clan in front of him.

When he first entered the mountains, the wind was rustling, and Sanzang looked around subconsciously, feeling a little churn in his heart.

Why does brother Li always like to hang around other people's graves?

It won't be haunted, will it?

Sanzang was thinking wildly while walking forward, his fair little face was full of curiosity.

Amitabha, it’s okay to be a ghost, I’ve grown so big, I haven’t encountered such a thing.

"Roar!"

At this moment, in the depths of the night, a deep roar sounded, so strange in this silent night.

Hearing this, Sanzang's expression of interest grew stronger, and he immediately took two quick steps.

Really ghost?

Amitabha, good luck!

Since breaking away from Buddhism, Sanzang completely let go of himself, liberated the nature in his heart, and became himself, young and frivolous, happy to love and hate.

Walking a hundred steps forward, at the end of the field of vision, an afterimage of a broken arm appeared, surrounded by black air, and his eyes were all white without a trace of blackness.

"White-eyed Netherland?"

Sanzang was stunned for a moment when he saw the person coming, no, a ghost, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

Isn't this the burial place of the demon clan? How can there be a unique underworld in the world?

After a short thought, Sanzang came back to his senses, stepped on his feet, and rushed forward.

Now that you have encountered it, let's redeem it with kindness!

A distance of one hundred feet arrived in the blink of an eye, Sanzang swung the Buddha beads in his hand, entangled Ye Gui's body, and immediately slapped the latter heavily on the chest.

With a click, the sternum shattered, Ye Gui flew out, but was dragged back by the Buddhist beads.

Close at hand, with heavy palms one after another, the bones on Ye Gui's body shattered one after another, almost turning into a puddle of mud.

"The World-Honored One said, the Tathagata destroys the magic seal!"

Seeing that the monster had no power to fight back, Sanzang poured out his energy, the brilliance of the swastika around his body reappeared, and the golden Buddha's light illuminated the night.

With one palm, the Buddha's light swallows the sky and destroys the earth, and the devil will be killed!

There was only a bang, and the body of White-eyed Yegui shattered, blood and bones scattered like rain.

"Amitabha!"

In the same place, Sanzang recited the Buddha's name again, and the blood rained from the body of the Buddha, and he walked towards the depths of the mountain.

"someone is coming."

At this moment, in the depths of the burial ground, in front of the cliff, Mu Wenqing noticed the movement in the distance, and reminded him, "It seems to be your buddhist friend."

Those who have Buddha Yuan should not have another person in this extreme north.

"It came pretty fast."

Li Ziye responded casually, but didn't pay attention, and continued to test his wooden sword with the black-eyed night ghost in front of him.

"Aren't you going to hide?" Mu Wenqing asked with interest.

"No need."

Li Ziye scraped the wooden sword a few times with the Yuchang sword, then stabbed the wooden sword into Ye Gui's chest again, and replied, "Sanzang is trustworthy, just let him do a little favor."

"what ever."

Mu Wenqing didn't ask any further questions, and relaxed and warmed himself by the fire.

About half an hour later.

At the end of the wind and snow, Sanzang stepped forward, and when he saw the countless white-eyed monsters buried in front of him at any time, his expression was slightly startled.

so much.

How cruel!

"Amitabha."

Sanzang chanted the Buddha's name, jumped onto the boulder, stepped on the white-eyed night ghost who was about to climb out, and then continued to move forward, walking towards the depths of the burial ground.

"coming."

Under the cliff, Mu Wenqing noticed that the approaching person was getting closer, and reminded him casually.

As soon as the words fell, under the darkness of night, a figure dressed in Buddhist robes stepped forward, with a childlike face, looking pure and flawless.

"Ami, vomit!"

Sanzang saw the three people in front of the cliff, and was about to recite the Buddha's name when he suddenly noticed a pile of internal organs and stumped limbs on the ground, and there was a violent churning in his abdomen.

"What the hell are you vomiting? What a fart."

Li Ziye turned around, looked at the person coming, and said angrily, "Come here and help me with a demon!"

"Amitabha, what is enchantment?"

Sanzang suppressed the nausea in his heart, stepped forward, and asked puzzledly.

"It's simple."

Li Ziye pulled out the wooden sword from the black-eyed Yegui's chest, handed it over, and explained, "Don't you Buddhists have magic spells to subdue demons and eliminate demons? Attach one, and we will try it one by one. It will always be useful."