Senior brother, this old Taoist is so vicious, holding a broken whisk in his hand. Look, he beat Sajia. Sajia insisted on slapping him with a Zen stick to death. Monk Huiming's eyes were red, he shook the Zen stick in his hand and said furiously.

Junior Brother Huiming, as a monk, why do you always think that the Buddha who has been fighting and killing for so many years is in vain? We monks are monks who cannot kill animals and persuade them with a little reproach.

Alas Huiming sighed, the anger on his face gradually dissipated, and he inserted the Zen stick in his hand to the ground. A piece of gravel on the ground suddenly split into pieces, and said in discomfort: Well, let’s spare this old Taoist for the time being. Next time, he bumped into this old Taoist, and the Sa family will never spare him.

As soon as the words fell, the masked old Taoist had already stood up and covered his chest with one hand. It seemed that he had suffered some minor injuries. He glanced coldly at the monks, with a cruel look in his eyes. But when he saw him stretching out his hand, he took out the triangular flag from his arms, which was the evil ghost trick that Lao Liu mentioned. As soon as the evil ghost trick was taken out of the masked old Taoist's hand, the black air suddenly evaporated, the cold wind swelled, and the evil spirit was full.

In an instant, a very cold aura spread around with the masked old Taoist as the center. Master Huikong and others immediately felt this terrifying aura. The cold feeling spread throughout their bodies in an instant, as if from the Dok Day to the cold winter month, a layer of goose bumps all over their bodies. Everyone felt panic for no reason, filled with fear.

You said you would spare me, but I didn't say you would spare me. Today, you bald thieves are going to die here. Let's take your life

The masked old Taoist said viciously, and quickly pinched a few fingers with one hand, followed by a lingering word in his mouth, then shook the evil ghost trick in his hand, and a thick black mist suddenly spread out. In the black mist, several blurred figures suddenly appeared. The figures became clearer and clearer. Each of them looked dull, their faces were solemn, and they had a dead gray look, and they were holding weapons that looked a little illusory.

As soon as these figures appeared, Master Huikong and the other three looked terrified on their faces. The masked old Taoist actually released the evil ghosts refined from the evil ghost move. These ghosts must have had a high level of cultivation in their lifetime and were of great power. Otherwise, their souls would not have been sucked into the evil ghost move by the masked old Taoist. After these people were killed, their souls were taken away by the evil ghost move, and they were washed by the evil ghost move all day long. They forgot their past and present life. They only had resentment in their hearts, but they retained their cultivation. As long as the masked old Taoist held the evil ghost move in their hands, they could control these puppets like puppets and let them kill people.

Although the weapons held by the evil ghosts look illusory, they are actually weapons they used in their lifetime, and are transformed by evil spirits. Cutting them on people will also cause bleeding, breaking their arms and legs.

Among these evil ghosts, there are two or three people dressed up in the same shape as old Taoists, who are about sixty or seventy years old, and they look like immortality. I don’t know how this masked Taoist killed them. The soul was sucked into the evil ghost’s tricks and could not enter the cycle of reincarnation again. It was really miserable. With these old Taoists, no one of them stood up, they were less cultivation than the masked Taoist.
Chapter completed!