Chapter 289 I will resist all kinds of karma
"So what if the more bullies the less?" Zhu Qi sneered: "His brother, if you have the ability, you can also call for others!"
"That's what I mean too." Qin Yao nodded and took out the magic weapon. Spirit bead: "The red and white demons appear."
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
A stream of red and white light kept flying out of the magic bead, and in front of him Evil ghosts appeared in front of him, looking at the Eight Immortals with expressionless faces.
"Xiao Wenjun." Under the confused gazes of the Eight Ghost Immortals, Qin Yao put away the magic spirit beads and called out.
A ghost with long hair shawl and a gloomy aura flew out of the ground, with a head full of black hair rippling in the air like seaweed.
"Xia Yu." Qin Yao said again.
"Why am I here again?" Xia Yu turned into a sea monster with a dissatisfied expression, and his ferocious saw teeth kept opening and closing.
Qin Yao ignored him and shouted into the darkness: "Mao Mata."
"How did you know I was following you?" On the wall of the alley, a black cat seemed to be walking on the moon.
"A cat's curiosity is second only to its nine lives..." Qin Yao said with a smile.
Looking at this, it seemed that... no, it should be said that it was just a bunch of demons and ghosts that appeared in an instant. The Eight Immortals were stunned.
What is this? ? ?
At first glance, he was alone, but in the blink of an eye, a group of monsters appeared.
You carry an army of monsters with you? !
He is simply unworthy of a human being.
Qin Yao raised his sword and took the lead in charging Zhu Qi: "Kill, leave no one behind!"
A melee broke out, and the Eight Immortals were at a disadvantage from the beginning. Gradually, under the siege of a group of demons and ghosts, they could only parry, but had no power to fight back...
"Brothers, the Eight Immortals are crossing the sea!" Seeing defeat imminent, Yu Canhua shouted sternly with a worried look on her face.
"No, you are a human being and we are ghosts. Yin and Yang have different paths. We cannot use the Eight Immortals to cross the sea." Lu Dongbin said anxiously as he slashed away the sea monster with a powerful sword.
"Poof!"
Yu Canhua was cruel to others, but even more cruel to herself. She turned her hand and stabbed herself in the heart with the knife, and the blade pierced her heart.
"Ah..."
Amidst the extremely sad screams, the soul of Yu Canhua seemed to have shed its human skin, climbed out of the body, and screamed, making waves. The impact was in all directions.
"A monster has been born!" In an ancient temple far away from the county town, the old monk in white who was sitting cross-legged in front of a group of monks in blue suddenly opened his eyes and hit the wooden fish in front of him with a mallet, which emitted golden light.
Thirty-two monks in green clothes stood up at the same time and shouted in unison: "I would like to follow the abbot to slay demons."
The old monk in white clothes stood up slowly, lifted the Zen staff in front of the golden Buddha behind him, and stepped back Cheng Cun, stepped out of the hall: "Disciples, follow me!"
"The Eight Immortals Cross the Sea." In the county town, in the alley, Tieguai Li Zhuqi spread his hands, and countless electric rays suddenly shot out from his body. , full of alleys.
“Everyone shows his or her special abilities!”
Cao Guo's uncle Wang Ershan, Lan Cai and Lu Biao, Han Zhongli Jinhu, Zhang Guolao Lu Feixiong, Lu Dongbin Fang Dali, Han Xiangzi Zhou Xiaoba, He Xiangu Yu Canhua... shouted at the same time, and rays of light emerged from their bodies involuntarily.
These lights gathered together in the alley, and some magical reactions occurred in an instant: except for Qin Yao, all the ghosts' attacks on them seemed to be in the air.
“Immunity to evil spirits, is this still an evil spirit?” Qin Yao couldn’t help but cursed when he saw this scene.
"Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea." Zhu Qi shouted again despite the huge damage from Qin Yao.
"Each one shows his or her magical power." The seven ghosts echoed, and the light surrounding them instantly surged with rapid growth. When these lights began to feed back into their soul bodies, they also gave birth to their soul bodies. Follow the surge.
In the blink of an eye, the eight ghosts rose to the height of the second floor, looking down at Qin Yao.
"Gan."
Qin Yao shouted and slashed Zhu Qi's calf with a knife. With one blow, Zhu Qi's huge body suddenly shrank.
"What kind of knife is this?" Zhu Qi asked in shock.
To be honest, he couldn't understand that something like this would happen after transformation.
"A knife specially designed to kill you." During the battle, Qin Yao didn't have time to take a closer look, but he felt that the circle of 'ghosts and gods' that had been cut away by the God-Slaying Sword seemed to be sucked into the knife.
Zhu Qi: "..."
I thought that the "Eight Immortals of Ghosts" were formed, and with one thought, they killed these humans, ghosts and monsters as if they were searching for objects. However, I never thought that this evil man was not only like a tiger, He also held a sword in his hand that could balance them.
The huge gap between ideal and reality was really difficult for him to accept.
Cut, chop, chop, chop, chop...
Qin Yao wielded the God-Slaying Sword and fought against the Eight Immortals alone. Wherever the blade was directed, the Eight Immortals shrank, but the blade became brighter and brighter.
The trump card that was played out at the cost of Yu Canhua's life was suppressed. The Eight Immortals were killed because they had no temper at all. They quickly recognized the reality and had the intention to leave.
"It's his brother's. This guy is too difficult to deal with. If we don't fight with him, let's go." Zhu Qi gave up the idea of attacking and waved his hand.
"Yes." The other seven ghosts responded, turned around and ran away with him.
At this moment, Qin Yao was finally sure that the eight of them were indeed getting stronger as he killed them with the Divine Sword. The feeling of getting stronger became more and more obvious. How could he be willing to let them go at this moment?
I saw his legs shining with golden light, running at high speed on the streets, on the eaves, and on the walls, jumping up and down, one person chasing the eight ghosts, and the eight ghosts who were chasing him screamed in agony.
“If you can’t stand it, run away.” Zhu Qi said loudly.
"Amitabha!" Just as the Eight Immortals were looking for the eight directions and preparing to flee separately, a deafening Buddha's trumpet suddenly sounded in front of them.
The Eight Immortals were startled. Before they could realize what was going on, they were surrounded by an old monk and a group of monks holding demon-conquering sticks.
"You evildoer, put down your butcher knife." The old monk in white shouted in a deep voice.
Under the silvery moon, Qin Yao stopped on the eaves, looked down at the God-Beheading Sword in his hand, and couldn't help cursing in his heart: "Damn bald donkey, why do I feel that you are criticizing the mulberry tree and the mulberry tree?"
"Rush out." Zhu Qi shouted with a ferocious expression.
“If you are stubborn and stubborn, conquer the devil!” The old monk raised his Zen staff and pointed at the eight ghosts.
“Wait a minute.” Qin Yao’s face darkened and he shouted suppressing his anger.
Although the eight ghosts ran away separately, it was possible for me to kill only one of them. But at this moment, looking at the posture of this group of monks, they didn't intend to leave any soup for him.
What are you doing?
Why have I been beaten to death and alive until now? It’s not just to harvest this bit of yin virtue!
You suddenly came out to pick peaches. Have you asked me for my opinion?
Hearing Qin Yao's loud shout, both the monk and the ghost were stunned. "Are you... okay?" the old monk in white asked.
"Of course there is something wrong!" Qin Yao pointed to the Eight Ghosts and said: "They are my prey. If you are all killed, what will I eat?"
The old monk in white: "..."
What a arrogant warrior!
The Eight Immortals: "..."
They never expected that one day they would be fought over.
It's just that the identity of this prey is a bit embarrassing...
"What do you want?" After a moment of silence, the old monk in white asked.
"Please stop them, there are eight ghosts in total. I will give you five. I only want three." Qin Yao stretched out three fingers and said.
"Without you, we can still destroy them. Without us, you may not even be able to kill a ghost." The old monk in white said.
"I have been with them for such a long time, and my grudges have long been intertwined into fate. Even if I can't kill them today, I will be able to kill them all one day sooner or later." Qin Yao said patiently: "I'm willing to give it to you. The five of you have already given you a lot of face.”
"The fact that we are here today means that they have no tomorrow. They have no tomorrow. Sooner or later, your hope will be just an illusion." The old monk in white shook his head and said: "Donor, please step back and don't hinder us." Get rid of ghosts."
"Master, why do you have to do this so badly?" Qin Yao said quietly as he held the sword.
"No need to say more." The old monk in white waved his hand, and then shouted to the monks: "What are you still doing? Get rid of ghosts!"
"Yes!" Thirty-two The monk responded loudly, raised his devil-subduing stick, and hit the Eight Immortals with random sticks.
First he was chased and chopped with a knife, and now waves of stick shadows swept over him. The Eight Immortals had never been so embarrassed. They were being beaten and beaten, and the more they thought about it, the angrier they became. Their resentment surged to the top of their heads, and they fought. As a result, their power continued to increase, and the eight ghosts actually fought with thirty-two monks, evenly matched.
And just as they were fighting fiercely, strong winds suddenly blew from the sky. The old monk in white looked up and saw two evil spirits, one red and one white, coming from the air and landing on the tall man. behind. A fish, a cat, and a woman walked out of the red and white team and stood next to the big man.
"I thought you were just an ordinary monk, but I never thought you were an evil cultivator." The old monk in white said solemnly.
Qin Yao looked at him with eager eyes and sneered: "You are a fucking evil cultivator, your whole family is an evil cultivator! The ghosts obey the order and kill!"
"Kill who? "
The cat blew on its diamond-like claws again, and the shining silver claws actually made a metallic sound.
Qin Yao clenched the sword with both hands and said with a ferocious smile: "Kill the monk!"
Since these bald donkeys have no morals at all, then he still talks about chicken-feather morality? !
Talk and discuss carefully because he doesn’t want to cause trouble for himself.
After all, with the original work as a reference, I can be sure that killing the Eight Immortals will not have any consequences. But if you kill a group of monks with unknown origins, who knows if a big trap will be revealed.
But when he talked and discussed easily, the other party felt that he was being restrained and did not dare to do anything to him...
Go to hell.
Kill them all.
I will resist all kinds of karma!
Strike hard at ghosts and be obedient to monks... Why don't you go back to the village and be the village bully, instead of just messing around?
For the evil ghosts, Qin Yao's order was the charge horn. The red and white teams, with red wedding clothes and white mourning clothes as the vanguard, rushed towards the thirty-two monks and were killed by the thirty-two monks. The eight ghosts and immortals who were surrounded were suddenly stunned.
They scratched their heads and never thought that something so outrageous would happen!
"You are looking for death!" The old monk in white raised his Zen staff and threw it towards Qin Yao. The Zen staff broke through the air, vaguely like a soaring dragon.
Qin Yao used his earth escape technique and came to the hinterland of the Eight Immortals without a trace. He shouted loudly: "Xia Yu, I leave that old bald donkey to you. Damn it, you bullied me when you were in the Dead Sea." Is it quite fierce? Why do you feel like you can’t do anything anymore as soon as you land?” Bite into pieces: "Apart from the time I bumped into you, when have I bullied you? It's all you who bullied me. You swallowed my heaven and earth Xuanmen and threatened me to do things."
Qin Yao held the God-Beheading Sword in both hands and slashed wildly in the Eight Ghost Immortals' team. The bodies of the Eight Ghost Immortals who were slashing continuously became smaller and smaller. A layer of bright sword light appeared on the God-Slaying Sword. As he swung it, golden light shone.
"Nekomata, please help me!"
Mao Mata sighed and said: "What do you think I am doing with you? I haven't reaped the benefits, and I have to work hard for others every now and then. It's so hard!"< br>
Complaining in his mouth, Nekomata's men were unambiguous. Their bodies came to the old monk like a stream of light, and their steel claws rushed straight to the opposite door.
"Pa!"
The old monk in white quickly took off the Buddhist beads hanging from his neck, raised his hand and slapped Nekomata's sharp claws, causing a silvery flower.
Xiao Wenjun was suspended in the air, his head swollen with black hair. Hundreds of ropes gathered into a rope, rushing from the void to the soles of the monks' feet, quickly crawling towards their calves and even thighs, impeding their movement.
Whenever a monk is restricted in his movements and has too much time to take care of himself, several demons will jump on his head, face, and back, biting him, draining his essence alive, and turning him into a corpse. Make a mummy of skin and bones.
It’s a mess.
The entire battlefield is in chaos.
The originally aloof old monk in white now had his eyes cracked. Looking around, he saw that the disciples he had brought out were dying one by one, and even their souls had become food for ghosts, but he was powerless to do anything! ! !
regret!
Hate!
Endless anger fills the chest and abdomen, making every Buddhist bead thrown out extremely powerful. The cat and fish can only avoid the sharp edge temporarily and wait for the opportunity to move.
"Bang."
In the chaos, Qin Yao's blade finally smashed Lan Cai and Lu Biao, the Eight Ghost Immortals, and tore open the defense line of the Eight Ghosts.
"Old Liu!"
Thunder and lightning flashed all over Zhu Qi's body, his eyes widened with anger, he opened his arms and rushed towards Qin Yao: "His brother's, I will die with you!"
Qin Yao and his sword merged into one, swimming through the stormy attacks of the Eight Immortals, like a small boat fighting against the waves. No matter how fierce the waves were, the boat could always break through the waves!
“Whoosh.”
“Whoosh.”
"Shua."
Shao Qing, when the sword of God-killing sword could not cover the light on the sword, the light suddenly followed Qin Yao's hands and arms like a tsunami, rushing into his pores and body, So much so that the true energy in his body continued to grow , the more he fights, the more he fights, as if it is endless...
Qin Yao fell into a state of selflessness, with no sky, no land, no help, no moves, but the blade he swung was deadly. In an instant, Han Xiangzi and Zhou Xiao Eight also died on the spot.
The other ghosts and ghosts of the Eight Immortals were grieved, but apart from their grief, they were also filled with deep fear.
They are also monks, so they can naturally see what state Qin Yao is in now!
This is a fucking epiphany, a rare promotion in battle.
Based on his original strength, he was able to make the eight ghosts flee in panic. If he was allowed to advance in battle, would the remaining ghosts still have hope of escaping?
At this moment, the Eight Immortals were desperate, just like the mournful look on the prisoners' faces when they brutally killed them.
The way of heaven is reincarnation, and good and evil will eventually be rewarded.
The pain they inflicted on others, this time, they paid back with interest...
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