Chapter 391 Wonderful Life


Chapter 391 Wonderful Life

King Baoxing glanced at Li Chuan, ignored him, and just rolled up the flag. Black air gathered in the swaying shadow of the flag, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling came from the gusts of wind, which almost threatened to kill him. The sound of the pot is blown away.

Wukong began to chant sutras.

The sound of the scriptures was torn apart by the wind like the sound of a pot, unable to affect King Baoxing.

When Wukong was about to step forward with the stick, Li Chuan stopped him and said, "Keep reading, don't stop."

So I had no time to close my eyes and chant sutras.

Li Chuan calmed down and continued to ring the Tianyin pot.

He controlled the ripples of the pot's sound to coincide with Wu Kong's chanting.

He originally planned to use the surge to interrupt King Baoxing's movements, and then throw the Bodhi Bead at that moment. If Daochang Wen's sword energy could not hurt King Baoxing, he would only If you can take out the token, try to see if Qin Tianjian's tiger skin is useful.

After Wu Kong's chanting sound sounded, following the sound of the pot, he could feel that King Baoxing's movements were frozen for a moment, so he had other ideas.

King Baoxing stepped on the cloud formed by the gathering black air. The black cloud slowly lifted him up. The flag became bigger and bigger, carrying all kinds of terrifying ghosts and ghosts. He pressed down with his hand, and the flag Cut down. At that moment, the sound of the pot became louder, and the ripples echoed the melody of the scripture. The sound of chanting sutras was like a tangible spell, surrounding King Baoxing layer by layer.

King Baoxing’s face was distorted and his eyes were fierce. He endured great pain and still controlled the flag downward.

Old Ma noticed something strange about King Baoxing and said, "He's dying. Let's get in quickly." As he said that, he rushed forward and pulled out a string of jingling tinkles from his sleeves. When the weapons come, they go towards King Baoxing.

Others also reacted quickly.

The people who were lying on the ground all got up quickly and joined in the fight. For a moment, the sky and the earth were in chaos.

Li Chuan maintained the sound of the pot while observing the front. He noticed that there was some order in this chaotic fight. As long as he can keep control of King Baoxing, these demon hunters will be able to wear away the demon monkey's strength and vitality like ants gnawing at an elephant.

But the big flag was still smashed down.

The big flag smashed through the roof of the mourning hall, the tiles crashed down, the tablets were smashed, and the cups and incense candles shattered and fell to the ground. Finally, the flag fell on the coffin.

The mourning hall was still smashed.

At the same time, King Baoxing suddenly roared, and the ghosts attached to the flag flew back one after another, biting the monster catchers with their teeth and claws. Taking advantage of the monster catchers' evasive movements, Those ghosts took the opportunity to return to the black clouds at the feet of King Baoxing, and supported him to fly outward.

"He wants to run away, chase him quickly!" Old Ma said and started to chase away, but this time, there were only a few people following him, so he also stopped.

Just when Li Chuan was about to concentrate on stimulating the surge, he suddenly heard a clicking sound coming from the mourning hall. He turned his head and saw a person standing in the coffin.

Fake corpse?

Li Chuan asked himself that he was a knowledgeable person who had experienced strong winds and waves, but everything he encountered in this ordinary house today still made him almost lose his grip on the Tianyin Pot.

The life of a monster hunter is so colorful.

Others also saw the person standing up in the coffin. The person was dressed very neatly. The skin on his face was pale and swollen, and he did not look like a living person.

"Sun Tianxi?!" King Baoxing's voice sounded like thunder. He said in disbelief: "How is it possible? I just checked and it is indeed you in the coffin. You are indeed dead!"

"How is it possible? How could this happen?" King Baoxing suddenly realized something. Ever since he appeared, King Baoxing, who had always looked arrogant, was visibly lost.

Sun Tianxi didn't make a sound, and a man suddenly flew out of the crowd. He had a pair of wings on his back and a meteor hammer in his hand, chasing after King Baoxing. Li Chuan remembered this birdman. When he was offering incense, he was the one who was in charge of all affairs in the mourning hall. At that time, he had no wings behind him, and Li Chuan thought he was a descendant of the old man.

One ran away, the other chased, and soon both of them disappeared.

Li Chuan silently stopped activating the Tianyin Pot and stepped back a little.

Liu Canjun also followed him and retreated a little. He asked Li Chuan in a low voice, "What's going on now?"

"I don't know, probably...probably Senior Sun Is this mourning hall just to attract King Baoxing? "Li Chuan guessed, "What kind of hobby is it to attract people to destroy your own mourning hall?"

"Then is Senior Sun dead? Liu Canjun asked.

Li Chuan glanced in the direction of the mourning hall and said, "I don't know either."

Wukong also stopped chanting, and he said, "I feel that Senior Sun doesn't look like a living person."

"He became a zombie?" Liu Canjun guessed.

At this time, Blacksmith Cen and Aunt Zhu came back.

After hearing their conversation, Tiejiang Cen also said softly: "It may still be related to the old events twenty years ago. At that time, the old senior was able to severely injure King Baoxing and keep him from leaving the mountain for more than twenty years. There may have been some trick.”

"What should we do now?" Liu Canjun asked, "Should I bring some people over to evacuate the surrounding area and maintain order?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard another noise around him. .

"The old man is dead."

"Dead again?"

"..."

Li Chuan looked through the gaps in the crowd and vaguely saw that Sun Tianxi fell down again. So everyone began to discuss whether he died again or whether he was dead in the first place, whether he should be moved back to the coffin, or whether he should be put on the bed and ask a doctor to rescue him.

After discussing for a while, they decided to put Senior Sun's physical body on the long table on one side for the time being, cover it with a quilt, and wait for the birdman to come back before making plans.

After about half an hour, the birdman flew back with a monkey head. He walked to the door of the mourning hall, put the monkey head aside, and said, "Thank you all for coming to send my junior brother the last words." Cheng.”

Everyone was shocked when they heard his words.

Birdman said: "I am a half-demon from the Yeyu human tribe of Cangwu. Twenty-eight years ago, when my junior brother was catching demons in a village, he met King Baoxing who was disguised as an ordinary person. As a confidant, he led a wolf into the house, and his wife and children were all killed at the hands of King Baoxing."

"Later, my junior brother asked me to spread the news about demons and immortals in Cangwu Wilderness, which attracted King Baoxing to investigate. He gathered a group of brothers and wanted to kill King Baoxing. During the fight, he and King Baoxing They all fell into the lair of an ancient demon, and the junior brother used it to By hitting some traps, King Baoxing is under a spell. As long as his junior brother is alive, he will be tortured by this spell every day, and if he kills his junior brother, the spell will break out immediately. "< br>
“Three years ago, when junior brother felt him As time was running out, he invited me here and asked me to come here to make arrangements for his funeral. We must let him die in the hands of King Baoxing. We used many methods and finally accomplished this."
< br>After Birdman revealed Sun Tianxi’s plan, he said: “Let You are all frightened. Junior Brother has told me that after the incident is over, everyone who comes to express condolences will get a share of his family property, and I will distribute the money to everyone later."

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