The Trick of Longevity, Paper-cutting Becomes a Spirit

Chapter 367 A group of spies intercept and kill

Chapter 367 A group of spies intercept and kill
"What kind of evildoer dares to make trouble in front of a poor monk!"

Following a majestic shout, a yellow light suddenly rose from among the ghosts on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the yellow light group turned into a red lotus flower.

The red lotus flower continued to expand, and when it reached a certain point, it suddenly exploded and turned into countless flying fireflies, shooting out in all directions.

The surrounding pitch black, illuminated by lotus flowers, swept away, leaving a large bright open space in the center.

Where the red and yellow flying fireflies fell, there was a wailing sound, and the group of ghosts surging on the ground immediately began to expand and then explode as soon as they were touched by the red and yellow flying fireflies.

Monk Zhiyuan turned the crisis around as soon as he took action!
Lu Qian saw it from high in the air and frowned slightly: "This monk is stronger than I thought!"

Although they are both at the fifth level, the monks of Tianbao Temple are obviously not comparable to other ordinary fifth-level Guiyuan realms.

For an ordinary martial artist, if he is ambushed by such a large area of ghosts, even if he is not blinded, he will probably be in a difficult position at this time.

Seeing this, Lu Qian put away the paper spirit "White Tiger Raging Wave" he had just taken out, and then used his mental power to say to everyone: "Let's try not to take action and let them fight first."

"Yes, my lord."

While speaking, Lu Qian also stopped rising, suspended a hundred feet high in the air, and remained motionless, no longer making any unnecessary stimulating movements.

When Lu Qian went on a shopping spree in the ghost market, he had already expected that he would most likely be targeted by those ghosts when he went out.

On the other side, since Lu Qian left Linglong Inn in the morning, there were three monks from Tianbao Temple following him all the way.

in this way.

Why not bring them both in together?

By the way, he can also use the ghost's hands to find out the bottom of the monks of Tianbao Temple.

After a few words, Lu Qian walked with the three monks Zhiyuan.

How could the ghosts know this? When they saw them together, of course they attacked them together.

A strange scene appeared at Lu Qian's feet.

He was high in the sky, surrounded by darkness.

However, on the ground beneath their feet, with the three monks Zhiyuan as the center, a bright space with a radius of ten feet was revealed.

Under their feet, the ghosts retreated, and the green grass returned.

You can even see the sun shining down on the ground.

This sunlight seemed to penetrate the surrounding darkness invisibly, coming out of emptiness.

Lu Qian looked down and saw three monks standing back to back in a triangle shape.

The youngest monk, Huineng, holds a cross vajra that is larger than the palm of his hand.

Mingyou monk is holding a Buddhist lamp in his hand. The Buddhist lamp emits white light and illuminates the surrounding area.

Monk Zhiyuan stood solemnly with his bare hands.

He looked around, seeming to be looking for Lu Qian. After searching around and not finding him, he suddenly looked up.

Two pairs of eyes looked at each other from a distance across a hundred feet of space.

Seeing Lu Qian floating out of thin air, Zhiyuan had a look of surprise on his face.

With his level of cultivation, it was impossible for him to fly in the air. He didn't understand how Lu Qian, a mere sixth-grade true spirit realm, could do it.

The ghosts around them had set up such a large formation to block out the sky and the sun, not to let them look at each other from a distance.

A shower of black arrows suddenly shot out from the dark space in the east, and suddenly and intensively shot at the three monks in the center.

Monk Zhiyuan immediately lowered his head, and with a slight push forward with his palms, he created an invisible air shield that blocked all the arrows.

Immediately, he moved the little finger, ring finger, and middle finger of his right hand into his palm one after another, and there was a sudden vibration in the space in front of him.

Countless black arrows hanging in the air were instantly chopped into pieces.

Then, Zhiyuan made a fist with his right hand and pushed forward with his left palm——

Vajra Boruo Divine Palm!

A pale yellow torrent plunged into the darkness.

woo-

The darkness in front suddenly rolled up and turned into a large black mist, rolling up with the rapids.

The black color disappeared with the tornado, and the light of the Buddhist lamp shone pervasively into the gap after the black color retreated.

Two people suddenly appeared in the light and shadow.

These were two middle-aged men with unremarkable appearances, but Lu Qian recognized them at a glance. They were the two men he had seen in the ghost market.

After the two of them were illuminated by the Buddhist lantern, they immediately retreated.

However, at this time, Zhiyuan's second palm with his right hand had already hit him.

Immediately afterwards, Zhiyuan struck out with his left palm again.

The two palm forces fell on the two people in front of them almost at the same time.

With a "pop" sound, the two of them were struck in the chest, and at the same time a fist-sized hole was opened in their vests. Two jets of black smoke spurted out from the two openings on the vest, spewing out two black columns of smoke.

In just the blink of an eye, two columns of smoke erupted. The two ghosts turned into two human skins and fell limply to the ground.

"This monk is weird, everyone, be careful."

A faint voice suddenly sounded from the darkness on all sides.

Almost at the same time.

Around Lu Qian, eight ugly ghosts with a height of more than two feet, wearing tall pointed hats, appeared.

They stood upright in the black void around them, with no movement of their legs and feet, and they landed and lurked up from all directions.

Six paper brides surrounded Lu Qian.

They had just made a lot of "purchases" at the ghost market and were eager to try it out.

but.

The one who struck fastest was Qin Yingying, who had always been silent.

She was seen holding the ancient leaf Dharma plate in both hands and taking a photo of a tall ghost.

A white light condensed from the dharma plate and shot towards the ghost.

boom--

With a little white light, the ghost suddenly burned with white flames and turned into a tall human-shaped torch.

Then, Qin Yingying's body turned slightly, and the ancient leaf magic disk shone at the second ghost.

The third.

the fourth.

……

"Look at my beautiful girl transformation!"

Ji Siyu gave a proud drink and snapped his fingers.

Then, her body suddenly emitted a dazzling colorful light.

Her whole body suddenly grew taller and taller, reaching over five feet tall in an instant.

Then, the dazzling colored light on her body faded slightly, revealing her own body.

At this time, Ji Siyu's human skin has disappeared, replaced by her original appearance.

She was wearing a colorful skirt, which was covered with bright spots of light, reflecting various colors of light.

Her fair face looked more solemn and solemn, and there was also a diamond-shaped light spot between her eyebrows and in the center of her lower lip.

The whole body is sparkling.

Ji Siyu looked at her new outfit and immediately became happy.

"You ghosts, give me your life... uh..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Qin Yingying's eighth white light had already hit the last ghost.

Eight human-shaped torches were burning brightly, and the light of the flames dispersed much of the surrounding darkness.

Ji Siyu's joyful face gradually turned into anger. She turned her head and glared at Qin Yingying fiercely.

Guo Tuan crossed his hands on his chest without even moving his fingers. At this time, he glanced at Ji Siyu, curled up the corner of his mouth, and said "cut" disdainfully.

Luo Runbao blinked his eyes and said: "It's just the shadowy image of the eight evil ghosts. There's no need to go into such a big fight..."

The many ghosts who ambushed them obviously did not expect that Lu Qian, a human, could fly, and from the very beginning, he flew high into the sky without hesitation.

They had no choice but to release the "Eight Demonic Shadows" to try to hold them back first.

Unexpectedly, after Lu Qian flew into the air, he showed no intention of escaping and instead hovered in the air.

The "Eight Ghosts" were also seen through by Qin Yingying, and he burned them in the blink of an eye. At this time, Monk Zhiyuan's voice suddenly came from the ground: "Donor Lu, you attack up, I'll attack down, let's rush out together——"

After saying that, Monk Zhiyuan suddenly shouted: "Golden Buddha Shadow——"

As he shouted, a strong yellow light suddenly released from his body.

The strong light did not shoot out to the surroundings, but instead concentrated on him, covering his whole body with a layer of brilliant golden light.

At that moment, Monk Zhiyuan seemed to have transformed into a Buddha.

Then, he took the lead and rushed south.

In the air, he heard Monk Zhiyuan's shout, but Lu Qian didn't even move.

"Is this monk a fool for chanting sutras? He actually asked me to join forces with him to form a giant enemy?"

"Ms. sir, look at them..."

Ji Siyu, who was covered in glittering lights, pursed her lips, ran to Lu Qian's side, and started acting coquettishly.

However, her body at this moment was seven or eight times larger than Lu Qian's. Even if he squatted down, Lu Qian was not as high as her knees.

Lu Qian looked up at her, and Ji Siyu also looked down at Lu Qian.

Looking at the "little" Lu Qian, Ji Siyu couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Looking at Ji Siyu's appearance, Lu Qian couldn't help but sigh: "There are really all kinds of weird things in this prairie ghost market."

Of course, Lu Qian paid for Ji Siyu's "brilliant pendant"——

The price of a paper groom.

Glorious Mingpei: A ghost weapon, after being used, it transforms and doubles the Yin power. The bright pieces on the body can absorb the light from the Nine Netherworlds of Wujian, turn it into chalky light that can be used for attacks, and dispel any unfavorable conditions to itself.

Looking at Ji Siyu, Lu Qian couldn't help but cursed in his heart: "Such a thing can be a ghost weapon? It looks more upright than a Buddhist magical weapon."

As for the "Ancient Leaf Dharma Plate", this Buddhist treasure, he, a human, could not use, but Qin Yingying, a ghost, could control it.

Lu Qian was becoming more and more confused.

Things in this world are so confusing.

The gloomy wind whistled.

Several strange sounds of "Jie Jie" came from the ground.

As Monk Zhiyuan charged into the battle, the battle on the ground instantly became intense.

Monk Zhiyuan rushed into the darkness with golden light all over his body.

Monk Mingyou, who followed closely behind him, used the Buddhist lamp in his hand to disperse the darkness.

"Moo-"

A one-horned monster cow with unknown mucus flowing all over its body and smelling stinky at first sight suddenly emerged from the darkness and stood in front of Monk Zhiyuan.

Monk Zhiyuan roared and struck out with his palm.

The strange cow lowered its head, and a black light suddenly gathered at the tip of its horn.

The golden palm power collided with the black light and shattered together.

This strange cow with ulcers all over its body could easily withstand Monk Zhiyuan's palm!
"Mo——疴——古——唔——"

Eight figures suddenly appeared beside the three monks Zhiyuan at the same time.

Eight ghosts formed a circle and made four-character strange sounds from their mouths.

At the same time, they stretched one arm forward, raising it at a fifteen-degree angle.

Between the eight palms, a black circle of light suddenly appeared.

The blackness of this thin layer of aperture suddenly deepened, becoming extremely dark in an instant.

Black light burst out within the aperture.

The light of the Buddha lamp in Monk Mingyuan's hand suddenly dimmed and then went out.

Within the circle of light, the figures of the three monks were instantly submerged in black.

A scream came from within the aperture.

Seeing this scene, Lu Qian's expression condensed.

These eight ghosts are not simple!

There are really hidden dragons and crouching tigers on this Wuqin grassland.

Lu Qian's original plan was to use these ghosts to force out Monk Mingyuan's companions.

He didn't believe that Tianbao Temple only sent three of their monks to the grassland.

However, when these eight ghosts take action, they will kill them with their deadly moves.

Monk Zhiyuan seems to be unable to bear it anymore!
Lu Qian reached into his arms, ready to take action.

Right at this moment-

A Sanskrit sound sounded leisurely in my ears.

The faint Sanskrit sound is solemn and solemn.

The darkness in front of him was shaken by the Sanskrit sound and instantly shattered.

The thick black was shattered into small particles one by one.

Countless gaps are exposed between these small particles.

The sunlight penetrates through these gaps and turns into thousands of colorful clouds.

Lu Qian's eyes suddenly turned into such a bizarre scene.

On the ground, the eight ghosts were unmoved by the outside world, and their eight palms were still pressing heavily on the black circle of light.

Golden light burst out chaotically from within the aperture, as if trying to break through the darkness and emerge from the aperture.

However, no matter how hard these golden lights try, they are always heavily suppressed by the darkness in the aperture.

Suddenly.

A golden cross vajra, hidden in the chaotic golden light, suddenly broke out and stuck to the aperture. It suddenly broke through the darkness and stuck to the outermost layer of the aperture.

It only needs to rush forward again to break through the aperture and break it.

Among the eight ghosts, there is a woman dressed in black, with a black scarf on her head and a black gauze on her face, with only two eyes exposed.

She raised her left hand and flicked her slender fingers.

A little black dew appeared on her fingertips.

Then, the black dewdrops were bounced onto the aperture and hit the cross vajra through the aperture.

The cross vajra was knocked back by one blow.

"what--"

Another scream came from within the aperture.

The aura displayed by the female ghost in black at that moment made even Lu Qian look at her.

This black-clothed female ghost has at least a cultivation level equivalent to that of the late fifth grade.

And her methods are obviously more powerful than Du Guoguo!
"Ugh-"

A strange roar suddenly sounded in the circle of light.