Resurgence of Terror: Three Burials of Poor Monks, Funeral Burials

Chapter 101 The bell rings, the evil dragon falls

The ghosts of the Lin family appeared on the street in great numbers.

Naturally, it still caused a lot of secret onlookers.

In this area of ​​North City.

Although the Lin family is not very popular, it can still be regarded as a party force.

With such a big fanfare, it will naturally attract the attention of others.

especially.

The direction of the ghosts in the Lin Mansion seems to be... where the True Dragon Pavilion is!

"Fuck, these ghosts in the Lin family are crazy today? How dare they run to the Zhenlong Pavilion with great fanfare?"

In a dark room, an evil cultivator asked in bewilderment.

"Who knows? Maybe they hugged Nielong's thighs, and they would be able to reach the sky in one step in Beicheng District!"

A ghost said enviously.

Zhenlong Pavilion is also a famous force in Beicheng District.

The master of the pavilion, Nielong, is one of the most powerful existences in the Faxiang Realm.

For ordinary evil spirits like them.

Embracing the thigh of Zhenlong Pavilion, it is really a step up to the sky.

From now on, in Beicheng District, there are almost no unscrupulous people who dare to provoke them.

"No way... how do I see them looking a little aggressive? It doesn't look like they are going to hug their thighs?"

"Zhuo! When you say that, I don't think so."

"And isn't the previous owner of the Lin Mansion a ghost like a bearded man? It seems that he has changed too?"

"Could it be that... there will be a good show today?"

"Let's go! It's been a long time since such an interesting event happened in Beicheng District, so don't miss it!"

"Wait a minute, I'll call my friend from Erxianqiao in Beicheng District and ask him to come to the theater together!"

"..."

As Tang San buried them, there were more and more ghosts cultivating evil spirits.

The atmosphere began to gradually change.

Tang Sanzan led the ghosts of the Lin family and walked forward in a mighty way.

Behind them was tens of hundreds of meters away, followed by a large number of guys of unknown origin.

Tang Sanzan naturally knew what they were planning.

There was a faint smile on the face under the mask.

It's easy to eat melons now, but after a while, he will let these guys know.

If you eat melons, you have to pay the bill!

In front of a dilapidated building complex.

The corners of Tang Sanzan's eyes under the mask twitched slightly.

What's the matter, I thought that such a domineering name as "Zhenlong Pavilion" must at least look different.

But it turns out... that's it?That's it? !

Except for a light yellow enchantment that looks a bit distinctive.

The so-called True Dragon Pavilion is not much different from a pile of earth pits and tombs.

But after thinking about it, the so-called Zhenlong Pavilion itself is just a group of monsters living there.

How can you expect a group of ruthless and blood-drinking guys to come up with something elegant?

Monsters are not monsters, but monsters can degenerate into monsters.

It seems that the gap is only a word.

It's actually quite different.

Tang Sanzun looked at the pale yellow barrier in front of him, and didn't bother to ink it.

A dark light emerged between the fingers, and the skin also showed a faint purple.

In that cave space, after absorbing a large number of evil spirits.

The golden bell jar of supernatural powers began to show its terrifying power more and more.

Tang Sanbu is also more handy.

Fingers turned into swords, with a light wave.

That enchantment, which was considered somewhat attainable, was instantly shattered.

Within the enchantment, the gathered strong evil and ghostly aura instantly diffused out!

The ghosts following Tang Sanzan suddenly made comfortable sounds.

Such a strong ghost aura is naturally an excellent tonic for them.

"How courageous! Who dares to trespass on my True Dragon Pavilion and destroy my Yin Gathering Barrier?!"

A roar came from the depths of the dilapidated buildings.

Immediately after, countless monsters howled and killed them.

Billows of smoke and dust obstructed the line of sight.

Tang Sanzan could clearly see a dragon covered in gray scales.

From the smoke and dust, it flew out at extreme speed.

Regarding this, Tang Sanzan was expressionless.

Gently spread out his right hand, and the ancient clock filled with ghostly aura manifested.

In the palm of his hand, it was as big as a bell.

A flick of the finger.

when! ! !

The melodious sound of the bell spread out like water waves.

Among the smoke and dust, there were monsters who hadn't rushed to the front.

In an instant, his figure froze, his eyes gradually became dull and confused, and evil thoughts abounded in his consciousness.

"Hee hee hee..."

"Jie Jie Jie..."

"I hate it so much! I hate it so much!!"

"Death! Everyone must die!"

"Come and accompany us, I want you to be like me too!!"

"Ugh! I'm in so much pain, so much pain!"

"..."

Strange voices, endless venomous thoughts, and strange ghosts appearing one after another.

It was as if the tide flooded this space in an instant.

Those monsters couldn't even resist, so they were assimilated by this terrifying evil thought.

The soul was pulled out from the body and turned into a twisted ghost, emitting the same astonishing evil thoughts.

Behind Tang Sanbu.

The ghosts that originally belonged to the Lin family were stunned and trembled uncontrollably.

As for the guys who are nearly a hundred meters away and plan to eat melons.

It almost caught my eyeballs!

one move!

Just one trick!

The little bell, which is like a bell, is just flicked with the fingers.

Thousands of monsters in the Zhenlong Pavilion are all wiped out!

The most frightening thing is that even the Nielong in the Faxiang Realm.

At this moment, they are all trapped in the air by endless evil spirits.

What they don't know is that this is already the result of Tang Sanzan's deliberate holding back.

The vast sea of ​​hatred and evil thoughts made the evil dragon with gray scales completely have no time to care about other things.

The dead gray pupils are being stained with scarlet little by little.

It seems... as long as those pupils turn scarlet completely.

Then it will also enter the same fate as those monsters.

Turned into a ghost, driven by Tang Sanzan, and will still be in the ancient ghost clock.

Suffer endless torture!

"Let, let me go! I, I would...surrender..."

The scarlet color in the pupils of Nielong became more and more intense.

Struggling forcibly, he shouted words that were extremely humiliating to a dragon, even if it was just a Jiaolong.

But, to live... not chilling.

The terrifying malice and evil thoughts, as well as this infinite evil spirit that covered the sky and the sun, gradually dissipated.

The gray scaled dragon in the void also fell hard to the ground.

Obviously, after being baptized by the terrifying malicious thoughts that penetrated into the bone marrow.

This evil dragon is already exhausted, even though the monster power in his body has never been used at all.

But the torture of the spirit and soul is even more difficult to recover.

Tang Sanzun took the two girls to the front of the evil dragon.

After taking a good look at it, it was determined that its appearance and body shape were not bad.

Tang Sanzan nodded to the two women.

The two women also nodded slightly.

Although nothing was said, everything was said in silence.

There are only two reasons why his soul is not directly pulled into the Nether Ancient Clock.

First, as a man, he rides a dragon and travels with a dragon.

This is obviously a temptation that cannot be resisted.

The two women also deeply agree with this.

The second is that the meaning of Nielong's temporary survival is more useful than killing Duohun.

As a local snake in Beicheng District, this guy must know more than Wang Laosan.

There is always something that can be used.

As for whether it will betray?

Tang Sanzan never worried about such problems...

Chapter 102 It's not a good habit not to buy tickets for the theater