Chapter 206 Ghost Dad! The canopy is reincarnated!

Outside the store.

The alchemists hiding in the dark suddenly felt palpitations.

They cast complicated glances, and soon noticed that the source of their heart palpitations was the indistinguishable pig-headed ghost in the store.

The windows are always open, but no matter how many times they see it, they still find it incredible.

In the center of the lobby is a three- to four-meter canopy statue. Its twisted and ferocious appearance is exactly the same as the statue in the Immortal Temple.

The ghost father stood in front of the canopy statue, the extremely terrifying taboo exposed.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the aura of the statue seemed to be getting closer to the ghost father, and the appearance of the two began to become a little bit similar.

All the alchemists have different thoughts.

The taboo disappears in an instant, and the shop returns to deathly silence.

They first came to Yangyuan Hall because of Taichu's jealousy.

It has been two or three days since Taichuxin appeared. It stands to reason that Taichuxin should have taken off its skin long ago. This has been an unchanging rule for hundreds of years.

However, all the alchemists searched the outside of Xie Yue Sanxin Cave, but there was no trace of the skin bag.

In the entire perimeter, only Yangyuan Hall has not been searched.

Moreover, Yangyuan Hall is full of weirdness. Not only did it turn into an ordinary pawnshop overnight, it was also where Tai Yixin first appeared.

The two Sanxin Taoists both came for a new disciple.

It is said that this man was born with immortal bones.

All the alchemists were breathing rapidly. It stands to reason that mortals in future generations will no longer be able to derive immortal bones. The value of natural immortal bones can be imagined.

In addition, the ghosts in the store are also opportunities.

Although the immortal bones bred by the three ghost fathers are a creation, they contain the aura of demons and are absolutely different from the immortal bones in the alchemist's body.

Even if it cannot be refined, it is still good to use it to refine weapons and make elixirs.

Resentment overflows.

Ghost Dad’s immortal bones were about to take shape, and the noise he made attracted the attention of all the alchemists, and their spiritual consciousness swept through the shop over and over again.

For them, the authenticity of the innate immortal bones is unknown.

The ghost’s fairy bones are real.

The alchemists did not act rashly, they still understood the principle of shooting the first bird.

Even if the pig-headed ghost in the shop is not four thousand years old, it is probably the same. If you are not careful, it will be used as a wedding dress for others.

They are not fools. The rumors of innate immortal bones are somewhat of a pretext.

The rumor came from a true disciple named [Wu Shou]. He had three heads because he practiced the Three Immortal Bones of Fortune, Luxury and Longevity. The other alchemists felt that this person was a little abnormal.

Once someone offends Wu Shou, he bites him like a mad dog and won't let go.

Very vengeful and vengeful.

Already, the alchemist noticed that Wu Shou was also outside the shop, but he did not take action for a long time. He obviously understood the difficulty of the ghosts in the shop.

Boom! ! !

While they were stunned, there were deafening footsteps from far to near.

The faces of the alchemists changed dramatically.

I saw the huge Lord Tianpeng running wildly from the darkness, his fat body crashing through the courtyard wall, his expression looking extremely ferocious.

“Grrrrrr.”

Zhenpeng Zhenjun let out a shrill scream, his flesh and blood boiling.

Taiyi still has his mind and sanity, and has a deep control over the immortals and ghosts. The alchemists have never seen any immortals and ghosts dare to rush into the palace at this time.

They heard the wail of the canopy statue and the distorted faces of fairies and ghosts.

An idea suddenly popped up.

Perhaps the fairy ghost is aware of the threat of death, right? ! !

That’s right, True Lord Tianpeng is about to be erased by Ghost Father’s taboo!

When someone visualizes the Immortal God Platform, they will inevitably have the illusion that they are the Immortal God, but for alchemists, the impact is not serious.

Ghost Dad is different. Whenever there is a deviation in cognition, the taboo will be activated automatically.

He believed that the statue of Lord Tianpeng was himself, and the immortals and ghosts associated with it were severely damaged, and were even about to lose their souls.

Shen Lian tried to stop the ghost father before, but the secret technique of three hearts reached the most critical moment.

Ho ho ho! ! !

Zhenpeng Zhenjun looked up to the sky and screamed, regardless of the burning of the candle lamp, he hit the doors and windows desperately, and the lard that penetrated the heart and soul flowed.

When the alchemists smelled the smell of lard, their stomachs tumbled.

As soon as he opened his mouth and vomited, a large amount of pig meat appeared out of thin air in his intestines and stomach. After simple digestion, resentment had already penetrated into the flesh and bones.

Far from panicking, they looked happy.

Wushou approached the store without hesitation, his three heads full of resentment, and his eyes showing unspeakable greed.

“Hahaha, I told you, I’m going to fix your immortal bones!”

Bang, bang, bang.

Zhenpeng Zhenjun had already squeezed half of his body into the store.

Two giant arms stretched out from the gate, and the ghost mother wanted to stop True Lord Tianpeng, but unfortunately the latter was completely desperate.

Three or four people set out to surround the shop, preparing to seize the immortal bones.

Even if True Monarch Tianpeng was born not long ago, even if Dao Xing is only in his first four thousand years, even if he has already suffered heavy losses, immortal ghosts are immortal ghosts.

When ghosts fight against each other, both sides will lose.

As for Shen Lian.

Being able to get the attention of Sanxin Taoist must have merits, but it is difficult to spare any effort in facing the taboos of immortals and ghosts in the seventh realm of Tao Ying.

Wushou arrived outside the shop first, preparing to enter the house through the window.

Suddenly, his expression calmed down.

Wushou saw Shen Lian standing at the window very close to him, with no fear in his eyes and full of evil.

"Long time no see, Taoist Fu Lu Shou. I didn't expect that before I could come to your door in person, I could not wait to die."

Bang! ! !

Zhenpeng Zhenjun broke open the door, opened his bloody mouth and bit the ghost father.

Wushou was stunned.

I didn’t expect that Shen Lian would be so confident. Did he think that in the Immortal Temple, he had shown 30% of his strength?

If it weren't for Shen Lian's sneak attack, the blessing of the Three Immortal Bones of Fu, Lu, and Shou would never have been at a disadvantage.

“Get the blessing!!!”

Wushou used his secret technique with all his strength, targeting everyone in the store. The joints of Gui Ma's giant hand were misaligned and did not hit Zhenpeng Zhenjun. Instead, it accidentally blocked Nian'er's divided figures.

The ghost father watched his immortal bones take shape, but his breath was inexplicably disordered at the end.

"Ah Lian, be careful!"

He quickly dodged, and Lord Tianpeng's bloody mouth accidentally bit Shen Lian, and the lard condensed into a thick layer on the wall and floor.

Wushou grinned, "Even if you don't die, taboos can make you peel off your skin..."

As soon as the thought came to his mind, he saw Shen Lian laughing strangely.

“Jie Jie Jie.”

The sound of bones colliding sounded. Shen Lian's body expanded to more than eight meters in the blink of an eye, and his strong muscles set off a roaring wind.

And eight meters is far from the upper limit.

Kakaka, white bones cover the skin, the six eyes of the dragon's head flash with cold light, and some traces of elephant feet can be seen on the scales on the legs.

The white bone spine is affected by the ghost heart, and has many lines similar to entangled roots.

Wushou was stunned in place.

The other alchemists also looked like they had seen a ghost.

What kind of Taoist inheritance can cultivate people into monsters? No, no, no, even the monsters are not as ferocious and terrifying as Shen Lian.

Shen Lian punched back.

Perhaps due to the influence of the Immortal Bones, the true meaning of Tianhe Fist's martial arts was clearly the boundless sea, but it actually turned into a sea of blood. The vision was mixed with rotting corpses.

The huge impact hit Zhenpeng Zhenjun's face hard.

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Under the witness of all the alchemists, the facial features of Lord Tianpeng were sunken, his eyes popped out, and his head seemed to be hit by a steamroller. Run over.

“Refreshing!”

Shen Lian laughed endlessly, endless resentment pouring into his mouth and nose.

He is swallowing resentment, he is a human or a ghost! ! !

"Stop hurting my son!"

The ghost father's eyes were red. Even though Shen Lian was beating him unilaterally, in his eyes, his son was still Ah Lian, who fished all day long.

He will not allow anyone to hurt Shen Lian, even if he dies as a result.

There were cracks in the canopy statue, and dust spread out, falling on Ghost Dad's body, turning into a gorgeous canopy opera robe.

Why opera robe? Who told Ghost Dad to know that Lord Tianpeng was dressed like this?

When the ghost mother left the shop, the token turned into a three-foot rake as soon as it entered the ghost father's hands, as if...as if Zhu Bajie had really come to the world.

“Kill!!!”

The ghost father swung the nine-toothed rake, and Lord Tianpeng flew directly backwards.

Nian'er clapped her hands and applauded, constantly cheering her parents up.

“The old man is awesome!”

Shen Lian winked at Bago who was watching the show, and signaled Silly Bird to help Ghost Dad plunder the formation, and at the same time be sure not to miss the head he got.

“Quack, quack, quack.”

Myna followed Ghost Dad excitedly.

"You..." Shen Lian turned around and saw that Wu Shou was already far away from the store. He couldn't help but said in disappointment, "You are really as timid as a mouse."

Bang.

Shen Lian's figure flashed past and landed heavily beside Wu Shou.

Wushou was about to escape, but what greeted him was a punch. The unparalleled power directly destroyed the protective weapon.

All the ribs were broken, and the three heads' spellcasting was abruptly interrupted.

"We are both in the seventh realm of Dao Ying, but the difference is as big as heaven and earth!"

Shen Lian smashed it with both hands, and the Immortal Fortune's head was embedded directly into the chest cavity.

"Take away your life!"

Shen Lian's body has become old, but even if his strength is only 30%, he still has the upper hand when facing the alchemists of the same realm.

“Take the fortune!”

Wushou is not good at facing the enemy head-on, especially someone as unreasonable as Shen Lian.

The curse is definitely useful, but it always feels a bit impossible to weaken Shen Lian's physical strength below his own.

Shen Lian narrowed his eyes and noticed that death was imminent. He did not think about how to deal with it, but instead kept sending messages to contact others.

He intended to sell a flaw.

Wushou resisted the baptism of fists and stumbled into the darkness.

There were rustling sounds all around, but there was no resentment exuded by fairies and ghosts.

"Elder brother, save me!"

Wushou looked terrified and saw a twisted figure standing not far away. The other person also had three deformed Fu Lu Shou heads.

"Senior...Senior Brother, are you really still alive?"

The three figures remained motionless.

Wushou gritted his teeth and walked away, but he hadn't even taken a few meters.

"I'll catch you!"

The White Bone Dragon's head stretched into the darkness, and its horns directly pierced Wu Shou's chest.

Wushou realized that Shen Lian had reservations from beginning to end, his eyes couldn't help but look at the figure for help, and he called his senior brother repeatedly.

A hoarse voice came, "Junior Brother Shen Lian, come on! Come on!!"

The Bone Evil Dragon crawled back into the range of the candle lamp, but the three figures remained motionless.

Shen Lian looked fearful. The threat posed by the three figures was far greater than that of the true disciples, even more than the ghosts. After all, his eyes were useless.

"Elder brother? What is he, the chief among the disciples of Dongfu?"

(End of this chapter)