A New Character Every Month

The nine-story pagoda remained unchanged, as if it was an ordinary pagoda.

"what is that?"

In a corner of the temple, dozens of monks who had just climbed over the wall saw a surprising scene before they could move.

In front of the towering tower in the distance, there was a figure in white clothes and holding a Zen staff.

"This is our human monk, I'm going to help."

The old Taoist stood up again.

"No, no."

A few quick-witted people beside him quickly grabbed his clothes and said, "Beware of fraud."

The old Taoist said angrily: "This is also fraudulent, and that is also fraudulent. Then what are we here for? Are we playing house?"

"Don't be impatient, but this mountain is really weird. At least a thousand people in our city disappeared around here. If you don't know the weird methods on the mountain, you have to be careful!"

One person said: "The person in the distance is in danger, it's not too late for us to take action."

"Humph!"

The old Taoist snorted coldly and turned his head with a stinky face.

Seeing this, the people next to him were also relieved, as long as he didn't expose it casually, it didn't matter if he had a little temper.

Then they looked at the monk in white robes in the distance, full of doubts in their hearts.

He can fly, so he should also be a great monk, but why has he never heard of a dress similar to this person around here?

Also, what was he doing floating in front of that pagoda?

Are you looking for treasure?

Everyone didn't have a rational idea in their hearts.

"Invisible?"

Looking at the unchanged nine-story pagoda, Lin Zi'an's expression became solemn, and he uttered the truth: "Majestic Tianlong! World Honored One Ksitigarbha! Prajna Buddhas! Vajra Zen Staff!"

The tyrannical mana poured into the Zen staff in his hand.

There are illusory golden lights on the Zen stick, and the sound of Buddha is lingering.

"Gan!"

Lin Zian raised his Zen staff and threw it towards the middle of the nine-story pagoda!

The Zen staff drew a golden curve in the air, and it was about to fall on the nine-story pagoda.

Suddenly, the sound of howling ghosts and wolves came from it.

Bursts of Yin Qi emerged from the seemingly dilapidated pagoda, and hundreds of phantoms emerged from it.

They were all ghosts with deep yin energy, and they all flew towards the Zen staff, as if they were planning to block the Zen staff.

"Spirits and monsters, kill them!"

Lin Zian shouted loudly.

Immediately, a golden light appeared on the Zen stick, and the Buddha's voice surrounding it became more than several times clearer.

With just one touch, thousands of ghosts were melted away and inserted straight into the middle of the pagoda.

"Ah! It hurts!"

A voice sounded like a man and a woman speaking at the same time: "Vulture, I'm going to take your skin off!"

The pagoda, which was standing upright, suddenly twisted strangely, revealing its real body.

It was actually an extremely huge and strange locust tree, with a huge canopy on top, in which countless white skeletons could be faintly seen.

Countless slender branches hang down from the crown of the tree, and in the center of the tree, there are actually two faces hanging.

One is a charming woman, and the other is a rough man.

"I see."

Seeing the other party's body, Lin Zian finally understood why the other party manipulated monsters and ghosts to cooperate and alias the characters in A Chinese Ghost Story.

Judging from the situation, it should be that many people have been swallowed up in this world, and the story of a Chinese ghost story has been obtained from scattered memories.

As a fourth-order demon king, the locust tree demon is a tree, but it can also move.

It's just that the speed is relatively slow, and once the roots are pulled out, I'm afraid there will be a period of weakness. Therefore, I want to use this story to attract some people who think they have strayed into the movie, and then devour them.

Of course, it may just be a bad taste.

After all, the brain circuits of monsters and humans are different.

"Then... is that a demon?"

At the corner of the temple, everyone showed a look of surprise.

"Third-order monster?"

Someone swallowed and spoke out.

"No, I'm afraid it's the fourth-order... Demon King!"

The crowd fell silent.

"What the hell is this stick? Why can't it be squeezed out?"

The locust tree demon twisted the tree frantically, but it still couldn't squeeze out the Zen stick a little bit.

After a few strokes, the locust tree demon gave up, and looked at Lin Zian with hatred on both faces: "Vald donkey, I have no grudges against you, why bother to kill them all?"

"evildoer."

Lin Zian said coldly: "Did you say that when you killed other people?"

"Hmph, bald donkey, don't think that my dryad grandma will be afraid of you!"

The locust tree demon shook its branches.

I saw thousands of long branches waving towards Lin Zian.

Suddenly, there was a continuous sound of breaking wind.

These seemingly weak and fragile branches are the natal weapons that the locust tree demon sacrifices day and night. They are not weaker than some low-level magic weapons, and they are far superior in number.

Don't talk about what will happen if a person is drawn, even if it is a car or a tank, it will probably be turned into a pile of scrap metal in an instant.

Chapter 150 Four Choices Without Choices

"Monster, do you know that your sins are serious?"

Lin Zian snorted coldly, and threw out a string of holding beads.

hum!hum!hum!

Holding the bead made a frantic trembling sound in the air.

Immediately, as if breaking away from the restriction, all the beads scattered in all directions, shining golden light.

After returning, he floated around Lin Zian.

At this moment, the branch has also drawn to his side.

collapse!

A translucent shield of golden light, accompanied by the vibration of the beads, protected Lin Zian.

The extremely hard branch hit the shield, but was bounced off.

collapse!collapse!collapse!collapse!collapse!

Then, more branches came out.

Countless afterimages formed in midair.

There were deafening sounds one after another, but they still couldn't shake the golden light shield a little.

"Monster, answer me, do you know how serious your sins are?"

Lin Zian put his hands behind his back, looking down at the locust tree demon as if looking down on an ant.

"Dare to look down on me?"

The two faces of the locust tree demon were full of ferocity: "Do you think that you are strong in defense, so I can't do anything about you? What about this?"

Suddenly, the phantom formed by the rapid twitching of the branches disappeared.

The branches are like long snakes, winding around the golden light shield.

In just a few breaths, all the gaps on the shield were covered by branches, forming a dense "giant egg".

"Look down on the fate of my dryad grandma, that is death!"

The locust tree demon laughed loudly and said, "Don't worry, bald donkey, I will put your head on the top of my canopy, and it won't be considered an insult to you."

More branches wound up towards the "giant egg" and slowly tightened.

It seems that they want to entangle the golden light shield, and squeeze the people inside into a puddle of flesh by the way.

"dangerous!"

Seeing this scene, the old Taoist immediately burst into tears, but before he could rush out, someone grabbed his clothes.

He turned his head and said angrily: "When this kind of life is at stake, you still want to stop me?"

"Master Mo, it's not that we don't want to save people, but that our group of people may not be the enemy of that tree demon."

A person next to him tried to persuade him.

"Excuses, these are all excuses, how will you know if you don't try?"

The old Taoist said angrily: "I think you are cowardly."

"Master Mo."