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The altar master came to the Yang monk and extended his palm again to film!

“If you eat the soul of a foreigner monk again, you will have enough bitterness to recover from your weakness. Perhaps you will be blessed by evil.” In the center of the altar, there is a secret saying.

This Yang monk has reached the realm of a sixth recipe leapfrogging dragon gate, and has a great power of merit. It is like Tang monk meat to the ghost. As long as Bitter Ghost swallows the soul of this monk, there is a chance to raise a small realm!

The monk must not be allowed to run away.

Therefore, the altar master fought to increase the poison in the body, and also to take down this monk!

Once again, the master of the altar caught Yang monk in the palm of his hand, and the palm was really cheerful. This palm is enough to open a transparent hole in the monk.

But when his palm collided with the body of the monk, he heard the sound of the Golden Iron Symphony.

Only the monk's robe on the monk was violently raised, like an inflatable leather ball to protect his body. Hundreds of scriptures emerged from the exterior of the monk's robe, and the plain monk's robe was stretched over a layer of metallic shine.

This seemingly unusual monk robe is a defensive magic tool, hard blocked the altar master's clap! The vacuum created by the robe and the defensive array remembered therein weaken the layers of the altar master's hand.

Young monks are intact!

Brothers seek a way to live forever and generally cherish their lives.

For those who want to live forever, life gives them a chance to live forever, and when they die, nothing is lost!

As an official monk, how can you lose your defensive treasure?

Even foreign accounts are no exception!

The monk's robe is not only defensive, but also automatically adjusts the temperature of the body surface. It is not expensive and cheap.

The only thing missing in America is that the monk's defense requires the Western monk to activate it.

Therefore, before the altar master attacked Yang Monk, the monk could not react, and the defense on the monk's robe did not start.

The clap was ineffective, and the altar master frowned, coldly: “Dying struggle! ”

In the talking room, he turned his palm into a claw, and a record of ‘grudge claws’ dedicated to breaking the qi guard and strengthening the defense were caught towards the monk's robe.

But... he's got an empty claw!

Young monks did not wait to be killed. After he had been attacked in secret, he took a medicine to treat his injuries. At this point, enough energy has been accumulated to escape.

When the monk stood up for the ball defense, the Yang monk patted his hands on the ground and his body bounced out like a leather ball. The posture is not beautiful enough, but the speed really has nothing to say!

The master of the altar only caught his remains.

Meanwhile, the body of the Yang monk bounced out of this compartment quickly, and the distance between the three compartments has popped up!

As long as there is a car in which he can open, he can escape immediately.

“What a day, dog.” The monk muttered.

The other party is a true master of Qi, the front hard dry, he is dead. Thirty-six, go for it. Just get rid of this evil cultivator and he'll find a bunch of brothers to avenge his death!

Between the bullets, the monks quickly jumped back into the compartment where Song Shuhang was located.

The passengers were surprised to look at the monk, wondering why the monk came back suddenly?

Besides, why is it still swelling like a ball?

At this time, the Yang monk had no time to waste. He rolled over and stood up. The monk's cuffs blew out two white air, and the round monk's robe was restored to its original condition.

He then ran to the cabin door, knocked on the manual handle and rotated hard to open the door.

“If you don't want to die, get out of the subway!” At the end of the day, the Yang monk yelled at the passengers in the trunk.

He doesn't have time to explain, and the passengers in the cabin won't listen to him. Anyway, his words have arrived, believe it or not, it is up to the passenger to decide.

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Song Shuhang and the little Lori family stood at the front door of the car.

Little Lori shrunk behind Daddy, holding young Mommy's hand.

Young mother asks in raw Chinese: "Are we... getting out? ”

The white shirt man nodded: “Get out of the car, get out of the car! ”

Earlier, they had witnessed the exorcism of Yangtze monks in the trunk, and several believed that the other monks were high priests. It's a foreigner, but that's not the point.

White shirt men feel young and don't want to die. So listen to the monk and get out of the car.

“Little brother, let's get out of the car.” He's on Song Shu Hangdao again.

Song Shuhang shook his head gently: “Late...”

“?” The white shirt man looked confused.

Song Shuhang's eyes squinted and his fingers pinched three spells - long before the Yang monk opened the door of the car manually, it was already late.

Song Shuhang, in a vigilant state, can sense that about three seconds after Yang Monk jumped into the car, a ghost's negative energy came close to the car.

By the time the monks unlocked the monk's defense and went to open the door manually, the negative energy of the ghost had covered the entire compartment. The illusion of ghosts has unwittingly covered the entire compartment.

The Yang monk thought he had opened the door to the car, but in fact he was twisting the inner sling of the subway. The door wasn't even open.

“Stay with me, don't leave.” Song Shuhang spoke softly to the men's family of white shirts.

Two more 'sword charms' and two 'armor charms' were smoked quietly and placed in a ready to pull position in the pocket.

In the talking room, a pale figure slowly entered the car, grinning: “You can't escape my palm, big monk. ”

The Yang monk's face changed dramatically and his heart shouted badly.

He reached for the open door, which, in his view, was already open, with subway access outside - but the cold walls were touched.

No, I'm under the illusion!

“Do you want to keep running? There's plenty of cars in the back, you can keep running, I'm not in a hurry.” The altar master smiled and struck a ringing finger.

Four grumblers drilled out of his hand and destroyed all surveillance in the compartment.

The ghost then drilled half his body into the trunk of the car. An illusion exploded already arranged in the compartment, wrapping all passengers in the compartment.

The passengers' eyes were frightened, falling on the ground one after the other, fainting.

“Shit!” Yang monk yelled furiously, unable to escape.

His generous monk's robe shivered and a vajra pestle slid out and fell into his hand.

Spell it!

Even if he dies, show this guy some color.

At this point, the surrounding passengers fell one after the other, and the white shirt daddy, the young mom, and the little Lori were sickened with fear. Passengers were tortured by the horrors in their illusions and turned into pure fear, fear and other negative forces.

If this continues, the other ghost will absorb more negative energy and become stronger. And the longer he dragged his wounds, the worse.

If we don't fight, we won't even have a chance to fight.

Young monks breathe deeply, the air and blood in the eyes, nose, ears, mouth and four tricks correspond remotely to the air and blood in the heart.

He pressed his back temporarily with his internal air and blood, holding the diamond pestle in his hands and taking a step forward to raise his momentum to the extreme!

He has estimated that he may only have one or two strikes.

“Ahhh!” The Yang monk jumped high, his hands raised and the Vajra stood down against the altar master.

This is the gateway to the Ten Wisdom of the Pestle.

“Oh, dying struggle you look, it's delicious, wonderful.” The altar master did not shy away, and the ghost behind him stretched out his hands and turned his bitter ghost into a giant claw, making the altar master's protection strict.

The Yang monk's Vajra stood on a giant ghost claw, but only rubbed out a spark.

Gradually recovering ghosts will be bitter, but standard second-grade strength.

Instead of hurting bitter ghosts, the Jang monk's attack was hit by a force bullet from his ghost claw. Due to the impact, the injury on the back is aggravated...

“If I eat you, ghosts will break through the boundaries of the world. My husband has come to work!” The altar master laughed.

“dog shit.” Young monks bite their teeth, and their hearts cannot help but rise to despair.

Young monks looked at it and the passengers in the compartment were nearing total annihilation, with only one eye-catching teenager standing in the compartment.

Seeing the young man's face was calm, and he had an extraordinarily vulgar temperament.

A moment later, the teenager suddenly smiled. Then he pulled a pendant out of his neck and bounced it gently.

Ding!

The crisp sound comes out of the pendant.

The voice is quite pleasant...