dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Just as the car was about to fall, the frenzied sound of the Buddha's horn suddenly sounded.

It was the fat monk Faqing, the leader of the Dacheng Maitreya Sect who had been looking for opportunities to seek revenge.

This guy also suffers from being dealt with by Chen Daji and Zhang Chao, and his temper has become abnormal.

"Hahahaha, Namo Amitabha!"

"I didn't expect that you are all good people!"

"It's a pity, Lord Buddha, what I hate the most in my life are good people!"

Faqing waved his sleeves, and the car that was about to fall off the cliff stopped suddenly, and floated in the air.

Then it hit the ground with a bang.

Under the violent impact, Wang San, who was already on his deathbed, passed out together with his wife with a muffled grunt;

Zhao Aiguo and Chen Fu also only felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and spit out big mouthfuls of blood with a wow.

"Oh, I'm going, is it haunted!"

Chen Fu has always been timid, and when he encountered such a supernatural thing, he immediately felt chills down his spine.

Zhao Aiguo was upright, so he wasn't afraid.

The first reaction was to kick the door of the car desperately, and dragged the unconscious wife of Wang San to escape from the smoking car.

"Chen Fu, hurry up and drag the three brothers out!"

But before Chen Fu could act, the fat monk Faqing laughed again.

Laugh even more crazy!

"It's really kind and righteous!"

"But you are all going to die today, and you must die in the hands of the Buddha!"

A ghostly hand as black as ink appeared out of thin air, trying to strangle Chen Fu and Zhao Aiguo's necks.

But something unexpected happened to him:

A burst of golden light suddenly burst out from Zhao Aiguo's body; a layer of blue light suddenly burst out from Chen Fu's body.

The two rays of light merged together, and unexpectedly the ghost hand flew out with a whoosh.

Even the fat monk Faqing staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"Official prestige protects the body! The Yang people confer the gods!"

Looking at his scorched hands, the fat monk Faqing had an expression of disbelief.

Taking advantage of this time, Zhao Aiguo and Chen Fu leaned close to each other, protecting the unconscious third daughter-in-law of Wang behind her.

Chen Fu has rich experience in society and knows the truth that a hero does not suffer immediate losses.

"This... this master, Brother Patriotic and I have never offended you, so why do you have to make trouble with us?"

"Do you think it's okay to do this: let's go our separate ways, as if nothing happened just now... You don't need to pay for my car..."

Seeing that the other party was still indifferent, Chen Fu resolutely stepped up.

"It's really impossible... If it's really impossible, I'll ask Master Kong Chan in Jinguang Temple to set up a Buddha seat for you. I'm quite familiar with him, and I can talk to you..."

"Old rules, how much money is spent is mine..."

However, Chen Fu's words not only had no effect at all, but also seemed to stimulate Fa Qing.

He only heard a sneer, and took out a dark red Jiedao from nowhere.

Surrounded by resentment, the saber kept making howls of ghosts and wolves, and it was obvious at a glance that it was a murderous thing.

"Shut up, Shuzi!"

"Don't talk about money with the Buddha! No amount of money can be exchanged for the magic weapon that I have cultivated for thousands of years!"

At this moment, the fat monk Faqing, with red eyes and panting like a cow, is obviously crazy...

"Don't think that the official prestige protects the body and the Yangren enshrines the gods, so I can't do anything about you, just die!"

He swung his knife violently and cut off his left arm shoulder-to-shoulder.

Chanting loudly while the black air gushes out.

"Dharma Guardian Heavenly Dragon, Eight Great Vajras. I abandon the Buddha seat, and I am not happy with this seat."

"Call to you, kill demons and eliminate demons. All the heavens will come out, Shura Buddha Kingdom!"

As the spell was completed, the surrounding wind roared, and the originally clear night sky became pitch black.

One hundred meters long, a giant hand with one eye appeared in the palm, and the other end was tightly connected to the back of the fat monk Faqing's head.

"Namo Amitabha, die!"

The giant hand stretched forward suddenly, like an ordinary person holding a bird's egg, and tightly grasped Zhao Aiguo and Chen Fu in the light.

After the creaking sound, the light shattered with a click.

Chen and Zhao's eyes suddenly popped out, screaming that their mouth and nose were bleeding.

At the same time, Zhao Aiguo's seal at home also exploded into pieces with a bang;

The deaf mother-in-law also seemed to have noticed something, and quickly came to the side room with a cane.

"There is a sudden catastrophe at home, all immortal families, please show up quickly!"

In the Temple of the Great General, a miniature version of the "Father of Great Plan" flew out of the statue screaming, with an extremely sluggish expression.

Just as he was about to complain to Xue Zhan, he suddenly stopped, and only had time to let out a scream.

"Ah! I'm dead!"

Then it exploded into a blue sky with a bang...

Seeing this scene, the snow corpse first looked dazed, and stretched out his big rough hand in a daze, trying to catch the blue light... Then he let out a terrifying roar.

"Do not!!!"