What If I Can't Die? Chapter 134

The sky was full of Buddha's light, and a monk wearing a red cassock, sitting on a lotus flower, flew over. The golden light was brilliant, and he looked like the Buddha from the Western Paradise.

"I really know how to pretend!"

Song Shi curled his lips. In his opinion, this is a Jindan Buddhist monk with a bright head, which looks a lot like a Buddha.

Beside him, there was a young and kind person. Looking carefully, it was Zhengyuan Heshan who had met before.

This guy has also built a foundation, stepping on a magic weapon in a bowl, and his appearance is extraordinary.

The Buddha next to him uttered a voice like thunder: "Old ghost in blood, you took away the body of my Jinyuan Temple disciple to cause harm to the world. Today, this old monk will perform the task of subjugating demons and saving the common people!"

Song Shi suddenly realized that it was Duoshe, he thought this guy was a disciple of the blood-clothed old ghost or something.

The righteous words made Song Shi curl his lips. The old monk won't come out sooner or later. If he comes out at this time, doesn't he just want to take advantage of it?

The blood-clothed old ghost sneered: "Old bald donkey Jinyuan, I have killed thousands of monks here, why didn't I see you come out the first time?"

"The old man is in retreat to study Buddhism, how can he know that you are making trouble?"

Abbot Jin Yuan's eyes were full of power, "If I knew about it, I would have eliminated you a long time ago."

The blood-clothed old ghost simply responded with sarcasm.

Abbot Jin Yuan looked at Song Shi: "This young hero, this demon has killed countless people and has serious evils. I am willing to help the young hero to kill this demon."

The face of the blood-clothed old ghost changed. If he faced either of these two alone, he would not be afraid, but if he joined forces, he would be in danger.

"You called me Lao Tzu just now?"

Song Shi looked at the blood-clothed old ghost: "Try telling me one more sentence?"

The blood-clothed old ghost's face was gloomy. Does this person have a brain problem? He is entangled in such things.

He said angrily: "So what if I deal with both of you at the same time, I will kill you!"

Song Shi smiled: "This is because you want to fight two, I didn't bully you."

"Om~ Mani Padmi Hum!"

Abbot Jinyuan uttered the six-character mantra of Buddhism, and the bright and masculine mana formed a small **** with the power to suppress evil spirits, and mercilessly blasted down.

Under the Buddha's light, the Blood River evaporated wisps of black air out of thin air, quickly dissolving into nothing, and its power was weakened a lot.

His cultivation base is far above Song Shi's, and the blood-clothed old ghost felt the pressure as soon as he came,

Moreover, compared to Song Shi's Nine Yang Yuanli, the blood-clothed old ghost hated the old monk's Dharma even more. The blood python that moved with his mind swam around and crushed the Buddha's seal with a roar.

At this time, the fireball that was condensed to the extreme in Song Shi's palm was thrown by him, and the moment he dropped his hand and hit the blood python, it swelled instantly.

Boom!

The blood python's body was blown off, and it let out an angry scream. After regrouping, it hid in the blood river and stared at Song Shi coldly.

"The young hero has a profound cultivation base. Today we attack back and forth, and we will surely die than the devil,"

The confidence in Abbot Jin Yuan's eyes increased greatly. This casual cultivator who came from nowhere can be compared to Jindan in combat power. With him, this trip is very confident.

"Before you, behind me."

Song Shi smiled, he built a foundation alone, no matter how strong his fighting power was, the gap in realm still existed, and he was not interested in rushing ahead to make a club.

"Good!"

Abbot Jin Yuan graciously agreed, and the lotus magic weapon under his body spun around, forming a golden cover to cut through.

The **** river was split into two parts by the light, and its power was affected.

"Hmph, blood-melting magic light!"

The blood-clothed old ghost waved his hand, and the blood-colored light in the river reflected back, collided with the Buddha's light, and melted each other.

Roar!

A long flame dragon flew out beside the Buddha's light, and blasted at the blood-clothed old ghost unceremoniously.

"Come down if you have the ability!"

The blood-clothed old ghost left cruel words, and his whole body melted into the blood river, and the flame dragon blasted on the river surface, blasting up **** water all over the sky.

Jiuyang Yuanli evaporated the blood along the way, and blasted a big hole at the bottom of the river, after which all the impact was absorbed.

In the broken river, there is no figure of the blood-clothed old ghost, who has already appeared in front of the blood gate.

"Come on, break through the formation and kill me!"

He laughed arrogantly, full of provocation.

Abbot Jin Yuan stood on the lotus magic weapon and flew a little closer, but was immediately blocked by a ray of blood, and the blood on the river was surging, making it difficult to get close.

"Master, let this beast hide in the base camp, I'm afraid it will be difficult to kill."

Monk Zhengyuan showed disappointment: "Half a year ago, if he knew that the people in the temple were taken away by him and removed them, it would not be as troublesome as it is today."

"I don't blame you, this old ghost is very cunning, and he won't show up easily until he recovers enough strength."

Abbot Jin Yuan sat on the lotus pedestal, clasped his hands together, and upright Buddhist inscriptions flew out and landed in the river of blood, forcing the blood in it back.

Song Shi couldn't help but look at the blood-clothed old ghost hiding in front of the **** door with a strange smile, feeling a little emotional in his heart.

The person who seized the house of this guy is probably the mage who planned to go to his own house to do it.

He should have gone into hiding after seizing the house back then. When he came here, he only encountered Dai Dou who had turned into a zombie, and he didn't meet the soul of the mage when he exterminated the ghosts at the bottom of the river.

It's not that he didn't meet him, but that the mage's soul and body were taken away by the blood-clothed old ghost.

"Could it be fate."

Song Shi looked at the blood-clothed old ghost, this sorcerer was not killed by the black poison, was it purely a coincidence?

Thinking of this, he raised his hand to form a formula, and popped out a few runes.

The blood river that had subsided under Abbot Jinyuan's Buddhist text suddenly lost its power, and was quickly avoided by the Buddhist text one by one.

The blood-clothed old ghost's pupils shrank: "Good boy, he's still a formation master!"

If it was said that Abbot Jin Yuan only knew some formations and was using stupid methods to break the formations, then Song Shi's method directly blocked the key nodes of the operation of his formations.

He had no choice but to strike out a series of **** runes to restore the formation.

For a while, Song Shi and the blood-clothed old ghost used the formation here as the basis, and compared the formation methods in the air.

The formation is constantly changing, becoming stronger for a while, and weaker for a while. There is one more loophole here, and it is quickly repaired.

Abbot Jin Yuan, master and apprentice, all looked at Song Shi in surprise. They didn't expect that a foundation-building cultivator with such a high level of formation would be able to fight against the blood-clothed old ghost.

"Young hero is powerful, today's law can be broken for him!"

Abbot Jin Yuan laughed heartily. He also has the level of a second-rank formation mage. When he cooperated with Song Shi, the balance kept tilting towards them.

There was a bang.

The river embankment split, the array collapsed, the **** river was shattered, and the blood-clothed old ghost staggered back due to the shock.

Song Shi looked at the blood-clothed old ghost whose face was turning black constantly: "You've become a turtle in a urn."

"If you didn't look old-fashioned, I would have thought I met someone of the same kind!"

The blood-clothed old ghost grinned: "The formation outside is broken, come in if you have the ability."

He pushed open the **** door and walked in without hesitation, followed by the river of blood beside him.

"Leave!"

A string of yellow rosary beads suddenly appeared, put on the blood-clothed old ghost's head, the Buddha's light was bright, and a chi chi chi chi sound echoed.

"Old bald donkey, you **** me!"

The blood-clothed old ghost was furious. He was all focused on dealing with Song Shishang just now, but he didn't notice that something was stalking him.

Boom!

A flaming palm slapped him, shattering the blood python protecting his body, passing it over with brute force, causing the blood-clothed old ghost to vomit blood.

Abbot Jinyuan made a formula, turned the rosary, and cut off the head of the blood-clothed old ghost~www.mtlnovel.com~ Hehe, do you think this will win me? "

The blood-clothed old ghost with a broken neck grinned, and the blood river that collapsed nearby swept Song Shi back and brought it into the blood gate, leaving an unfathomable passage.

"Young people are still too impulsive. How can this old ghost be so easy to kill?"

When Abbot Jin Yuan saw Song Shi being dragged, he shook his head regretfully, and said to his apprentice, "Zheng Yuan, you stay outside. I'll go in and see if I can kill him while he's injured."

"Yes, Master."

"Huh? You can die again!"

When Song Shi steadied himself, he was already covered in blood. He was not afraid, but looked forward to it.

Better to be killed here than to die outside.

There were howling ghosts and wolves in my ears, and dense **** hands emerged, grabbing from all directions.

Song Shi waved his hands, and quickly turned into afterimages, smashing these strange hands.

Chapter end