dead child, ghost carrying coffin

As mentioned above, ghosts are a collection of all negative emotions, and the more fierce the ghost, the more this is the case.

Extreme, narrow-minded, insidious, selfish, excessively persistent, etc.

This is especially true for Rakshasa ghosts, who are one of the more ferocious ghosts.

Although she looks ugly now, so ugly that she is almost "don't want it", but she is still a woman after all.

As long as it is a woman, who can tolerate others saying that their body smells bad? !

Hearing what Xiao Wuxin said about her, the Rakshasa evil spirit suddenly became angry in his heart, and the evil turned to the gallbladder.

When she held Wu Xin back to the gate of the small courtyard, seeing that there was no hope of escape, she simply slapped Wu Xin hard on the back.

"Little bastard, you dare to call my old lady stinky, go to hell!"

This palm is extremely heavy:

The little monk Wuxin let out a miserable cry of pain, and spit out a big cloud of black air from his small mouth.

The originally pink face also became extremely pale.

"Namo Amitabha, Wuxin hurts so much, brother save me!"

This immature, crying voice made Hua Jiu "crazy" completely.

In the eyes that were originally like the sea of ​​stars, the flames of anger exploded.

"brute!"

"I have already promised to let you go, why should I hurt Wuxin!"

Not only Hua Jiu was troubled, but the rest of the people in the small courtyard did not expect that things would turn out like this:

Why didn't Wuxin arouse another personality in such a dangerous situation, turning into a ghost Buddha faceless and killing Shura evil ghost alive. 7K 妏敩

Chen Dage looked anxious and distressed at the same time, so anxious that he almost cried.

He took out the ox horn dagger that he carried with him, and took a sharp step forward.

"Brother Bald, get angry! Transform yourself!"

"Kill the bastard who bullies you!"

Seeing this, the rest of the people also gathered around one after another.

Even Ba Ye Chang, who has always advocated that no matter who you fight with, "try not to fight if you can run".

He quietly shrunk down and disappeared into the courtyard like a breeze.

It reappeared, already hidden in the snowdrift at the gate of the courtyard.

When the Shura evil spirit is not paying attention, he is going to suddenly hit her hard!

"Beast!"

"The bald-headed little monk is so cute that you can do anything. Today, Lord Ba, I will risk my life. I must play my life with you!"

In order to be quick, the Shura evil ghost seriously injured Wu Xin.

But she regrets it now:

Because everyone in the small courtyard stepped towards her and surrounded her with murderous intent in their eyes.

But the ones who put the greatest pressure on the Asura evil spirits were Uncle Li and the deaf grandmother who were still sitting upright.

Uncle Li didn't say a word, just looked at the Asura evil ghost lightly, and gently wiped the big knife in his hand.

Although the big knife was full of gaps due to beheading too many heads, it looked even more ferocious.

Under the moonlight, there is a hint of blood flowing endlessly.

After decades of baptism of war, the old man has long developed a habit:

That is to never talk nonsense with a dying enemy!

Although the deaf mother-in-law was still smiling, her kindness had long since disappeared.

In its place was a sheet of frost.

"Hey, old lady, I'm still alive, and someone has already come to my house to beat my grandson."

"Then after I leave, this family can't be bullied by you bastards?!"

"No, this matter has to be investigated! If you don't see blood, a few people die are not enough!"

Having said that, the deaf mother-in-law slowly lit the tobacco and took a deep breath.

Then he pointed at the evil ghost of Shura with the cigarette stick.

"Not only do you have to die, but the people behind you must also die!"

Following the actions of the deaf granny, a spark that was barely visible to the naked eye flew out of the cigarette pot, and flew straight towards the Rakshasa ghost.

It is the unique big curse of Wuzhu Wuzhu, and it is also one of the very few killer moves in Wuzhu's lineage that can be used without preliminary preparation:

Necrosis attached to the bone!

If this spell really fell on the Raksha ghost, not only would she be burned, but even the old alchemist who drove her behind her would die in a short period of time due to the "five declines of heaven and man"!

Once the legendary gangrene of the bones is approaching, no one will be spared under the traction of the karma mechanism!

The hidden table in the book:

Witchcraft goes to two extremes:

Either it is desolate, simple and powerful, or it is sinister and vicious, killing people invisible.

But no matter what kind, it needs to be performed at the cost of "part" of the caster himself.

Or deplete the body, hair, skin, "essence, qi, spirit", and even longevity and yin virtue.

The more powerful the spell, the greater the wear and tear on the caster.

This is also the reason why Wu Zhu eventually declined.