The world is an actor

Chapter 165
"So many voodoo warlocks?"

"They actually accumulated such power while silently dormant!"

"It is said that a voodoo warlock is only qualified to walk on the earth if he has stepped into the half-step golden core!"

Daoist Qingsong and Daoist Rouyu turned pale in shock.

Outside the Kuhan Temple, there are thousands of figures floating densely!

Under the dark green cloak and robe, two groups of ghostly ghosts floated, like eyes, silently watching the living beings in the Bitter Cold Temple, creating a strange atmosphere.

"There are so many people, it's not easy to kill!"

Fang Xiu couldn't help frowning slightly.

He can only control [-] small swords at the same time at most, if these voodoo warlocks run away, it will be very difficult to kill half of them.

What's more, there are many high-level warlocks who are very high-level at first glance, with hideous ghost heads around them.

At least it is an existence above the Jindan level.

"Fang Xiu, don't be reckless, let's play by ear!"

Seeing Fang Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly, Master Rou Yu hurriedly reminded him again.

Although the program group is chasing profit and fame, they will not really joke about the life of Wu Tien, a group performer.

Today's scene is just an opening for Beijiahu Dizang, adding a little foreshadowing and atmosphere in advance.

"Supreme God, give me strength!"

Among the dense crowd of witches and gu warlocks, thirty figures surrounded by ferocious ghost heads stood out.

They raised their hands, and the dark green mist gathered from all directions, forming two huge dark green palms in front of them.

"Break it for me!"

Thirty pairs of huge palms fell from the sky and slapped the sound cover of the Buddha's drum hard.

Just hearing a loud bang, the Kuhan Temple trembled, and the sound cover of the Buddha drum, which was originally indestructible, was distorted and deformed, putting it in danger.

"puff"

Under the sound mask, the bodies of the three hundred Kuhan Temple monks shook, and they all vomited blood.

"Amitabha!"

All the monks recited the Buddha's name together, jumped onto the drum, and used their bodies as sticks to strike again.

The sounds of majestic Buddha drums echoed loudly.

The three hundred monks were surrounded by bursts of golden light, like an arhat coming to the world.

The sound waves are stirring, like ten thousand horses galloping, and spring thunder rolling.

With a monstrous aura, he smashed into the pair of giant witch gu palms that fell from the sky!

"Bitter Cold Temple is worthy of being a branch of Vajra Demon Sect!"

Fang Xiu was shocked by the scene in front of him.

Although the energy fluctuations caused by the monks are too low.

But I have to say that just this kind of weather is enough to shock people.

It's hard to imagine how these bodies digesting the chaffy corn-bread burst out with such a majestic and majestic momentum.

But even so, these monks are far from opponents of voodoo warlocks.

"The power of the ancestral witch!"

Thousands of voodoo warlocks also made their moves at this time.

Under the cover of giant palms all over the sky, the bitter cold temple was crushed by the giant palms just as the sound waves rose.

The sound of the Buddha's drum dissipated in an instant.

The three hundred monks vomited blood and flew backwards, falling into the dust.

The dilapidated Bitter Cold Temple was once again exposed to the dark green mist.

"Sword up!"

Fang Xiu knew that he couldn't wait any longer, he flicked his index fingers with both hands, and the five hundred small swords hidden in the ground immediately exploded.

"Hoo Hoo Hoo"

However, at the same moment, in the west direction of the Bitter Cold Temple, a roar that looked like a human being but not a human, a beast but not a beast suddenly rose.

The sound was deafening, and the clamor reverberated. The giant green palm covering the top of the Bitter Cold Temple suddenly collapsed amidst the roar.

Thousands of voodoo masters let out a muffled groan at the same time, and the ghost-like figures retreated hundreds of meters in unison, looking west nervously, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"It's the monster, the red-haired monster is here!"

Master Qingsong yelled in horror, the expressions of fear and resentment intertwined in his eyes.

"That's right, it's that red-haired monster's cry!"

Daoist Rou Yu also paled, her beautiful eyes staring straight at the west.

"Red-haired monster?"

Fang Xiu followed the gazes of the two, and saw a crimson figure in the western night sky running wildly in the void, heading towards the Bitter Cold Temple.

His whole body is covered with long red hair. Although he looks like a human, he looks like an ugly ape covered with red hair from a distance.

And, around his body, there are countless red dust floating, like a kind of breath, like a shadow.

"Impossible, how could such an unknown birth be born in this world!"

"Run, run away, you will be infected by the ominous atmosphere, even if you want to die!"

The voodoo warlock is more like seeing a natural enemy.

When the figure of the red-haired monster appeared in sight, all the voodoo masters turned and ran away.

The mist all over the sky dissipated, and the green moss on the ground also receded like a tide.

The figures of countless beast corpses faded along with the mist.

"Roar"

However, the red-haired monster didn't want to let these witches escape.

He was more than ten miles away, and with a loud shout, his big red-haired hand grabbed the air, the earth shook, and a ground vein about ten miles long broke out of the ground, like a dragon, born out of the sky.

The earth veins lay across the void, and with a sudden flick, countless fleeing voodoo warlocks were whipped into a cloud of blood mist.

"Roar!"

The red-haired monster roared again, and with a big hand pulled, another vein flew out, rolling on the ground like a huge rolling pin, crushing the animal carcasses on the ground to pieces.

"He is many times stronger than the last time I saw him!"

"Manipulating the earth's veins at will, such a method, even a strong person in the real baby realm, can't do it!"

"Unless it is the legendary Ancestor of Transforming God!"

Daoist Qingsong and Daoist Rouyu exclaimed.

"Really strong!"

Fang Xiu was also shocked.

Although he has the means to kill the voodoo warlock and the beast corpses all over the ground one by one.

But it is absolutely impossible to do such a shocking method as the red-haired monster.

Manipulating mountains and rivers?

It's too exaggerated!
"Ancestral Witch, only by inviting the Ancestral Witch's artifact can we suppress this ominous head!"

"The world is about to change drastically, and the spiritual tide is finally here!"

"This is our opportunity, but also our tribulation. How the road ahead is unpredictable!"

The voodoo warlock who escaped by chance exclaimed and ran further and further away.

"Roar!"

And the red-haired monster ran all the way, not planning to let go of the remaining voodoo warlocks.

He ran all the way in the sky, and when he passed over the Kuhan Temple, his beast-like tyrannical and demented eyes swept across the crowd violently, but gave Fang Xiu a bite.

A pair of animal eyes swayed slightly, and there was a momentary confusion, but in the next second, the figure of the red-haired monster had already run more than ten miles away.

"Phew, it's fortunate that the red-haired monster didn't attack us, otherwise none of us would survive if the earth's veins were crushed!"

Daoist Qingsong breathed a long sigh of relief, with lingering fears in his heart.

"Where did this monster come from, and what grievances and grievances are there between him and the voodoo warlock!"

Rou Yu is full of doubts.

"This one is unknown, it should come from the Beijiahu Emperor's Treasure!"

A trembling voice came from the main hall of Kuhan Temple.

Everyone followed the prestige and saw the abbot Chen Yimou staggering out with the support of two young novice monks.

"Master, are you feeling better?" Rou Yu asked with concern.

"It's okay, you're just a demon!"

Chen Yimou's voice was weak. Although his heart rate was still irregular at the moment, in order to keep the blood Linzhi pill on Fang Xiu's body, he could only grit his teeth and hold on.

"Abbot Hanku, what the hell is that red hair!"

Master Qingsong asked: "Why do you call him unknown?"

"Well, he is also a poor man. It is a mysterious inheritance, powerful and unpredictable. It can use the power of heaven and earth to move mountains and create seas. It is omnipotent, but each generation of descendants will turn into an unknown person in their old age and become a world. great catastrophe!"

Chen Yimou looked up at the sky, as if he was recalling the memories from the past. After a long time, he slowly shook his head and said: "This matter is very involved. The Beijia Lake Emperor Treasure will be opened soon, and you will meet him again. If I want not to be contaminated by his ominous aura, I have a way!"

"any solution?"

Master Qingsong and Master Rou Yu were taken aback when they heard the words.

There is no such paragraph in the script!

"My Kuhan Temple has a top-secret inheritance, which can be used to shield the breath. Even if you walk in front of the red-haired unknown, you won't attract his attention!"

Chen Yimou said indifferently: "It's just that if you want to complete the secret method, you must spend [-] monster inner pills."

"Fuck!"

Qingsong and Rouyu couldn't help rolling their eyes when they heard the words.

As a director, adding scenes privately?
What kind of role model power is this!
"It's just that in the short term, it seems impossible to raise so many monster inner alchemy, unless there is now!"

Chen Yimou shook his head and sighed, looking at Fang Xiu intentionally or unintentionally.

?

Where is Fang Xiu?
Chen Yimou was taken aback, and looked around. Wherever he looked, there was no trace of Fang Xiu.

"Fang Xiu won't chase him!"

All the actors present were shocked.

"Roar!"

At the same time, hundreds of miles away, in the sky.

Li Xundao ran wildly all the way, his red hair fluttering in the wind.

Although he was wearing nano-light armor and many powerful props, but after all, he was over seventy years old, and he was a little unbearable to pretend to run all the way.

"It's pitiful, I buried half of the people in the loess, and I still have to take the risk to show up in front of Fang Xiu. Fortunately, this kid Shen Yong didn't attack me suddenly!"

Li Xundao was secretly afraid.

Fang Xiu's vicious reputation has long been spread in the actor base.

A few days ago, when he got a new script and wanted to act opposite Fang Xiu, Li Xundao was quite relaxed.

After all, they are old acquaintances.

No matter how he acted, Fang Xiu couldn't be ruthless to him.

After all, the previous character settings have already been established.

No matter how much Chen Yimou hated himself, he couldn't change the trick too much.

It's a big deal, just run naked again.

It's not that I haven't acted before.

Too familiar!

But it wasn't until he got the script that he knew that Chen Yimou was dangerous, and it was hard to understand it with common sense.

Too much damage.

With his current attire, let alone Fang Xiu, even his own mother and father would definitely not be able to recognize him.

"Why do you always feel that there is something weird behind you?"

Li Xundao rushed all the way, always feeling a chill down his spine.

He looked back hesitantly.

Hey!
What an ugly roast chicken!
"Goo!"

Ever since the bandit bird discovered that Fang Xiu had the means to regenerate his bald hair, he has been following Fang Xiu along the way.

When it flew near the Bitter Cold Temple, it happened to meet Li Xundao with red hair and rushed towards him.

Seeing a guy uglier than himself for the first time, Bandit Niao couldn't help being curious, and even wanted to make friends with this poor guy.

Who knew that the first time the red-haired monster looked back at him, he was extremely shocked.

That look was like the bandit's first time seeing the red-haired monster.

"He thinks I'm ugly?"

The bandits were "fried up" at that time.

(End of this chapter)