A New Character Every Month

"No, it's impossible."

After thinking about it, the impeller quickly shook his head again.

Wu Chen's temperament is more feminine than that, if he keeps it, he will be a handsome man.

He didn't hear some members of the patrol team teasing Wu Chen in secret. If it weren't for Wu Chen's own identity, coupled with his good strength and talent, these words would have been spread a long time ago.

As for the person in front of him, although he was far away, he could tell that his temperament was relatively tough and masculine.

From the point of view of temperament, the two are very different.

What's more, Wuchen is just a little monk who has just stepped on the road of cultivating immortals, although he is proficient in Buddhism.

It is far from being able to compare with the adult who is comparable to the archmage in the sky.

Chapter 130 IX

"No, run away!"

The crimson color in the eyes of all the ghosts gradually disappeared, and there was a bit of panic in their expressions, and they turned around to flee.

Even if there is a living soul within reach in front of them, it is far inferior to the death threat brought by the person in the sky.

This kind of fear from the depths of the ghost body made them struggle out of the blood without hesitation, and chose to run for their lives.

Seeing this, Lin Zi'an's eyes were fixed: "A bold evil spirit, who dares to harm human beings, still wants to escape in front of me?"

"Dawei Tianlong!"

Lin Zian immediately made dozens of seals in his hand, and then pointed down: "Go!"

"Roar!"

With a sound of dragon's throat, the golden dragon swooped down.

But within a few breaths, the golden dragon rushed into the ghosts.

When the body collided, a large number of ghosts were scattered. Even if they were only touched by it lightly, the ghosts would be seriously injured and become illusory and unstable.

"No, the dragon is coming!"

"Don't kill me, don't kill me."

"Master, spare me!"

There was a burst of howling and howling among the ghosts.

Seeing this scene, the members of the patrol team also chased them out from the crowd. With the big monks guarding the formation, how dare they not kill enough of them?

Ordinary people in the center of the convoy all felt a sense of vengeance.

"When these evil spirits ate people, they never expected this result. It's really a retribution."

"Zhang San, Wang Hei, the ghost who killed you is finally dead, rest in peace."

"..."

There were nearly ten thousand evil spirits, even if most of them were weak, but if they made up their minds to escape, the golden dragon would not be able to kill them all, and many fish would slip through the net.

So Lin Zian naturally didn't stand by and watch.

The palm like white jade stretched out, and the curse marks shining with Buddha's light flew out.

Each spell seal corresponds to a powerful evil spirit.

All the evil spirits locked by the curse seal cannot escape the end of being wiped out.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Lin Zian frowned slightly.

He looked at a group of ghosts that were fleeing. Most of these ghosts were low-strength and did not catch his eyes.

But he clearly remembered that a curse mark that he cast casually just now fell on one of the ghosts, but he didn't receive the slightest feedback, and it seemed to be cancelled.

"Could it be..."

Lin Zian figured it out instantly.

This group of ghosts is very abnormal in itself, chasing thousands of miles away, rarely falling behind, and they are not afraid of death.

It is very likely that there are powerful ghosts instructing and manipulating it.

He thought that the evil spirit behind the scenes was not among them, but now it seems...

"Majestic Heavenly Dragon, World Honored One Ksitigarbha, the light of Buddha shines everywhere, kill!"

Lin Zi'an uttered the truth, and slapped the sky in the distance.

A dazzling Buddha light visible to the naked eye emerged from mid-air and shone down.

In an instant, under the illumination of the Buddha's light, hundreds of ghosts turned into green smoke and scattered, without even making a sound.

And the ghosts around the Buddha's light could not help but smoke from their bodies, screaming and fleeing.

At this point, there was only one evil ghost with a blue face and fangs screaming in pain, with complete hands and feet left in the Buddha's light.

Lin Zian withdrew his fingerprints, and the Buddha's light dissipated.

The blue-faced evil spirit also regained his composure, and looked at Lin Zian fiercely: "You bald donkey, dare to stop me, do you want to seek death?"

Although his face was fierce, there was a hint of fear in the depths of his eyes.

Obviously, he is a hard-working person.

Bald donkey?

Lin Zian sneered in his heart, expressionless: "You drove this group of evil spirits today?"

"So what if it's me!"

The green-faced evil ghost said arrogantly: "Bald donkey, let me destroy the Buddha's ghost palm with one move!"

It gestured to slap a palm, and thick black smoke quickly emerged from its body, covering tens of meters in an instant, and spreading outward quickly.

The black smoke is so dense that there is no light, and ordinary people cannot see the things in it.

"Buddha Extermination Ghost Palm?"

The corner of Lin Zian's mouth twitched slightly, if not for the fact that there were many people watching from below, he could hardly help laughing.

It's really hard for a large smoke bomb to have such a powerful name.

But it seems to have forgotten that there is such a thing as consciousness.

After a short induction, Lin Zian found that the green-faced evil spirit was running away along with the black smoke spreading outward.

"The little trick of carving insects, how dare you make an axe!"

Lin Zian stretched out his hand, and lightly pointed at the position of the green-faced evil spirit: "Damn!"

An invisible shackle emerged and immediately restricted it.

"No, what is this?"

The green-faced evil spirit was terrified in his heart, and tried to break free with all his strength.

"Since you don't want to say it, then there is no reason to live. Wait for me to save you!"

Lin Zi'an uttered the truth: "Majestic Tianlong, World-Honored Zang, Huanghuang Tianhuo, kill!"

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A flame emerged from the green-faced evil spirit, burning its ghostly body.

"I said, I said, it was the red blood ghost Wang Changwei who asked me to come..."

The green-faced evil spirit screamed again and again.

Just said a few words, it was burned alive into a few wisps of green smoke.

"Crimson Blood Ghost King Changwei."

Lin Zian thought carefully, and managed to find a trace of memory related to it.

He seems to be a ghost king with millions of soldiers, and his strength is extremely powerful.

"Isn't it restricted? How did it come here? And these ghosts don't look like ghost soldiers."

After thinking for a while, he gave up thinking deeply and turned to kill other evil spirits.

Five minutes later, most of the ghosts were buried under Jinlong, and there was no more ghost beside the convoy.

"Roar!"

The golden dragon rose from the ground and rushed towards Lin Zian.

It submerged into his chest in an instant, turning into a dragon-shaped tattoo.

Seeing that all the dust had settled, Lin Zian descended slowly from mid-air.

He adjusted his position deliberately, and landed in front of the team leader, impeller.

Seeing this scene, Ye Lun hurriedly stepped forward: "Thank you, Master, for the rescue. The grace of saving lives is unforgettable."

As he spoke, he was about to kneel down.

As soon as he bent down, he felt a pair of hands firmly lifted on his arms. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't kneel down a bit, so he had to stand up with a wry smile.

"Amitabha, I am still one step late."

Lin Zian withdrew his hands and said solemnly.

He had tried his best to come here as fast as he could, but unexpectedly he was still a step behind, so he could only release a mighty dragon from a distance to reduce casualties.

Ye Lun was surprised by Lin Zian's amazing arm strength, and when he heard this, he hurriedly said, "How can you blame the master, if the master didn't come, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to survive alone."

"Amitabha."

Lin Zian clasped his hands together and shook his head slightly.

"I don't know if I can get the master's name."