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

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North City.

Evil cultivators, demons, and ghosts are the almost eternal tone here.

Dignity has never been a necessity for them.

Betrayal, backstabbing, and switching to others are all normal things.

it's here.

Only the guy who survived will have the last laugh.

dead, but nothing left.

Nielong has been entrenched in this northern city for a long time, so he is naturally well versed in this.

In the face of Tang Sanzan, which it was unable to contend with at all, in order to survive.

It is not surprising to make a gesture of surrender.

Even if, in the eyes of other guys in Beicheng District, it is a high-ranking dragon with great strength.

But in the end, it was still reduced to such a field.

"I suddenly feel that I have a stomachache. Goodbye everyone, I'm going to the bathroom first!"

Among the evil cultivators who watched and ate melons.

A guy suddenly held his stomach, greeted the "friends" around him, and ran away.

"Hiss! My stomach hurts too, excuse me!"

"Zhuo! I've had a bad stomach too..."

"Together?"

"it is good!"

"Ghosts can also eat bad stomachs?"

"..."

In just a short time, hundreds of melon-eating "crowds" gathered together.

It seems to be aware of the impending crisis.

Immediately found all kinds of excuses, Fen Fen wanted to leave.

They have obviously realized that this big show is not what they should come to watch.

Of course, there are also foolish people who are stunned in place, puzzled.

Unfortunately.

The curtain has fallen on the big show, but they haven't bought tickets yet.

This is obviously a fare evasion behavior that makes people unhappy.

"It's not a good habit not to buy a ticket for a show."

Tang Sanzan under the mask whispered.

when! ! !

Another long chime sounded.

The evil cultivators and the evil ghosts, who were rushing to escape, froze instantly and froze in place.

One after another ghostly souls flew out of the evil cultivator's body, and the evil ghost, which was originally a spirit body, was pulled back directly.

In an instant, it was swallowed by the Nether Ancient Clock.

Only the owner of the watermelon stall was left, messing around in the wind...

To deal with such a group of miscellaneous fish, Nether Ancient Clock didn't even need to release the evil spirits in it.

They can be wiped out easily.

Another pile of soulless shells fell to the ground.

A breeze blew past, and there was a bone-chilling chill in the air.

The ghosts that originally belonged to the Lin family are extremely excited at this moment!

powerful!

too strong!

The strength of this newly recognized boss has simply surpassed the sky!

The evil dragon in the Faxiang Realm, the boss almost wiped out the opponent when he raised his hand.

If it wasn't for the surrender of the evil dragon, I'm afraid it would be a dead dragon now.

After solving a group of audiences who did not buy tickets for the show.

Tang Sanzan withdrew his gaze, and set his sights on Nielong again.

The ancient ghost clock in his hand emitted a unique aura.

That evil dragon whose soul was already extremely fragile.

Without any resistance at all, he could only let the ancient clock's aura pull its soul into the clock and seal it up.

In the pupils of Nielong, infinite fear arose.

It now clearly knows that as long as the other party has a thought.

Then his remaining soul will also be easily pulled into the ancient clock.

Even if he returns to his full strength, or even breaks through to the next level, he is completely unable to resist.

That is to say, it is evil like a dragon.

Really can no longer escape the control of the person in front of him.

"I'll give you half an hour to recover, and then go to the Lin Mansion to find me."

After leaving such a sentence, Tang Sanzan left with a group of ghosts.

He is busy today, after finishing the real dragon pavilion of Nielong.

But there is still the Pastoral Hall with corpse Taoists that needs to be dealt with.

At night, he had to work tirelessly to send the nuclear bomb Buddha to make trouble.

This day-to-day life has become more and more fulfilling.

……

Hidden Night Group, Cave Space.

Zhang Hedao looked condescendingly at a group of guys bound by special chains not far away.

There was an unprecedented coldness on his kind face.

In the eyes, there is even more distressed color.

On one side, Mao Qishui also had an extremely gloomy expression.

There was deep fear in his eyes.

A total of nearly a hundred people!

Although compared with the number of people in the entire Hidden Night Group, this is just an insignificant number.

But their identities, at worst, belong to the core members of the Hidden Night Group.

It can be said that each one has very good potential!

Even among that group of people, there are seniors from the Yinye group who have already retreated behind the scenes to concentrate on cultivation!

They, not others.

It was after Tang Sanzun told Zhang Hedao the secret of [Magic Armor].

Being tracked down one by one by Zhang Hedao, he was willing to become the betrayer of Si Junfeng's puppet!

Such a group of people, the power gathered together.

If there is no suppression by Zhang Hedao's absolute strength.

I'm afraid that the entire Hidden Night Group will be disturbed.

Zhang Hedao's method is still very powerful.

Not to mention, there is also Si Yingcai who can provide clues for Zhang Hedao.

It's just... How to deal with these guys right now is a rather troublesome thing.

Zhang Hedao fell into deep thought.

It's not a question of killing or not killing.

As the leader of the Yin Ye Group, Zhang Hedao is far less benevolent than he seems, or in other words, he is soft-hearted.

In the face of any possible threat, he will only choose to kill decisively!

But the problem now is.

The ability of [Magic Armor] is still not fully understood.

Once these guys are killed, Si Junfeng may be aware of it.

At that time, with Si Junfeng's city government, it is bound to discover the truth that his ability has been exposed.

In this way, it will scare the snake away.

It will be difficult to get rid of him all at once.

Sudden.

Zhang Hedao, who was in deep thought, seemed to have remembered something, looked at Mao Qishui and asked, "By the way, that kid from Sanbuan has gone to Beicheng District, right?"

Mao Qishui nodded and replied: "That's right, I went there last night, but you were busy cleaning up these guys, so I didn't tell you in detail."

"Hmm." Zhang Hedao murmured, "Call that kid and ask him. He also discovered this matter. As for how to deal with these guys, I want to hear his opinion."

"That's right, but having said that, that kid broke into Beicheng District just like that with two treasures from our Hidden Night Group. Don't you worry, old man?"

Mao Qishui asked curiously.

"Worry?"

Zhang Hedao caressed his gray beard with an inscrutable smile on his face.

But he secretly thought in his heart: It's not me who should be worried, but Si Junfeng.

Only Zhang Hedao knew what was going on with the Flesh and Flesh Buddha.

Mao Qishui obviously didn't know.

The terrifying power exerted by Tang Sanzan uniting the two daughters.

The flesh and blood Buddha who already possessed the strength of the Great World Fruit was chopped off with a knife.

With such strength, Zhang Hedao felt ashamed.

They went to Beicheng District, what else is there to worry about?

Zhang Hedao hoped that Tang Sanzan would continue to surprise him.

Si Junfeng's matter was also resolved.