Mr. Zombie rises from the dead

Chapter 80

Stainless glass.

That is a realm in Buddhism.

Those who have reached this level can fly to the sky and escape from the ground without any dharma. This guy has actually reached this level?
Countless mountain elves and ghosts gasped.

"Everyone, some people don't know what to do and dare to break the rules of the ghost market!"

The indifferent voice of the West Ghost King sounded.

I saw the West Ghost King flying into the air, and behind him came a series of black-robed men, there were seven of them.

It is the spiritual body of the seven alchemy realms.

And Xigui Wang exploded with strength beyond the alchemy realm.

"The rules of the ghost market have lasted for countless years. No matter what your reason is, for the sake of the existence of the order of the ghost market in the future, you..."

Xigui Wang pointed at the monk coldly.

"Damn!!!"

As soon as the words came out.

Many mountain spirits, ghosts and Taoists have reacted, and the West Ghost King is telling everyone that it is time to act.

After all, if you come to participate in the ghost market, you must abide by the rules of the ghost market. Just like a market, it needs someone to maintain it.

Immediately.

"The ghost king is right!" A mountain spirit jumped out.

In front.

The monk raised his head slowly.

A pair of eyes that reflected the golden light slowly swept over everyone.

"The poor monk came here not to destroy the ghost market, but..."

Say half.

The monk kept his mouth shut.

Because a mountain spirit had already walked in front of the monk.

"Huh, no matter what your reason is, there are so many people in our ghost city, you have a reason? How much reason do you have? What the hell!" Shan Jing pointed at the monk exaggeratedly.

Hearing the sound, the monk was silent for a moment.

"Poor monk..."

"Shut up, donkey!" the elf flicked his tongue and drank.

"Ok?"

The monk suddenly lowered his head, narrowing his eyes, "You, really deserve to die!"

And before the mountain spirit could react, he felt locked on by a powerful momentum.

Taking a closer look, he found a golden fist filling all his vision.

"Pfft!"

The mountain spirit's head was exploded in an instant, like a broken watermelon, and blood mist rose.

thump...

The headless corpse slowly fell to the ground.

As soon as this scene comes out.

"Wow..."

The surrounding mountain spirits retreated at the same time at this moment, and even the Taoists frowned.

The monk shook off the blood on his arm, and murmured a Buddha's name in a low voice.

"Everyone, this is a grievance between the Red Buddha Temple and the West Ghost King. You just need to stay where you are. The poor monk will not make things difficult for you. The poor monk asked for it, but he personally beat the West Ghost King to death in front of you, that's all. "

After the monk finished speaking, he slowly fell to the ground.

"600 years ago, a solitary soul wandered to the Red Buddha Temple, wanting to seek the Buddha's essence. I thought that the lonely soul and wild ghost were cruel by nature, but I didn't expect that they also had the heart of seeking transcendence. Lonely ghosts stand before the Buddha."

The monk clasped his hands together, his voice indifferent.

Hearing this, everyone around looked at the West Ghost King.

The West Ghost King's face was extremely gloomy.

"Isn't it a joke for ghosts to enter the Buddhist gate?" Xigui King said coldly.

"good."

The monk raised his head, his eyes sparkling.

"Who would have guessed that that lonely soul was originally an evil ghost with a cultivation base of hundreds of years. After gaining the trust of the abbot of our temple, he took advantage of his unpreparedness and massacred dozens of monks in our Red Buddha Temple.

Feed on their flesh and blood, and secretly picture the golden bones of the town temple of my Red Buddha Temple, the King of West Ghosts, for more than 300 years. Do you remember this past event! "The monk stamped his foot on the ground.

Immediately, a swastika with a size of tens of meters appeared on the ground, and golden light shot around.

"Oh my mother, what a dazzling light!!!"

"Hide and hide, this West Ghost King is not authentic, it's none of our business!!"

One by one, the mountain spirits and ghosts immediately ran away.

in situ.

The West Ghost King's face was extremely gloomy.

But obviously, without him saying a word, the monk has already forced him step by step.

"West Ghost King, the cause of the past, the result of today." The monk walked out slowly.

"Everyone, hide well, the poor monk will not kill innocent people indiscriminately, and fellow Taoists, I hope you don't get involved in this matter." The monk said slowly.

Hearing this, more than a dozen Taoists looked at each other, and finally nodded, turned and walked aside.

As for the mountain elves and ghosts, they turned around and were about to run away.

"Everyone, the Eight Great Vajras of the Red Buddha Temple have sealed off the entire mountain, and no one can... leave!" The monk's voice sank, and he pulled out a demon-subduing pestle from behind.

boom!
The subduing magic pestle fell to the ground, and the ground trembled violently.

In front.

Xigui Wang's tense expression completely changed at this moment.

"What, the Eight Great King Kong?"

"Grass, I put out a big move as soon as I came, it's not a cowhide."

"It must be cowhide, that is a group of ruthless people who grabbed us mountain spirits as sandbags, run away!!!"

……

the other side.

Halfway up the mountain.

A black shadow fell to the ground.

The night wind blew, and there was the sound of hunting.

Ye Chen landed on the ground, looking forward with a trace of solemnity.

"Ye Chen."

Dong Xiaoyu and Yinyue stood behind Ye Chen, their faces were terrified.

And Sun's family members have already hid in the dense forest at this time.

In the same place, although Sun Dashu was gearing up and his teeth were chattering, he was less mad than before, and there was a little more fear in his eyes when he looked closely.

Only see the front.

Two burly bald men stood there.

A body like a dragon, full of muscles, holding a crescent shovel in his hand.

The other person is quite old, his eyebrows and beard are white, but his eyes are as sharp as knives.

Two bald monks, still at the peak of alchemy...

No.

For a human being, he should be an innate peak powerhouse.

"One zombie, two ghosts, three monkeys, and a thing who doesn't know if it's a zombie or a monkey." The strong man with a body like a dragon said in a low voice.

Beside, the old man narrowed his eyes.

"They are all beasts, they should be killed!"

The voice fell.

The old man rushed over.

in situ.

"Damn it, I said the task is not that simple, and there are still people blocking the door!"

Ye Chen bared his teeth fiercely.

With a wave of his hand, the strong wind blew Dong Xiaoyu and Yinyue away, and Ye Chen rushed forward.

"I'm no longer the little zombie you people talk about!"

Ye Chen's face was ruthless, and he stepped on the ground, directly scraping a black shadow.

Behind.

"Wow, the little rotten zombie is showing off!"

Dong Xiaoyu covered her face, only a gap was exposed, and there was a hint of excitement and complexity in her eyes.

During this time, the little zombie's strength has risen too fast!

of course.

For Dong Xiaoyu, this is a sense of security.

Seeing Dong Xiaoyu like this, Yinyue also breathed a sigh of relief, after all, she could also sense how powerful these two monks are.

However, this zombie is definitely not bad...

"what!!!"

Sudden.

A scream rang out, and then a black shadow flew back.

(End of this chapter)