Chapter 86 Come All over and Let Me Pretend...

The altar owner came to the foreign monk and stretched out his palm to take a picture again!

"As long as you eat the soul of this foreign Japanese monk, it will be enough for Kuyou to recover from his weak state. Maybe it will be a blessing in disguise." The altar owner thought to himself.

This foreign monk's strength has reached the level of leaping through the dragon's gate with the sixth orifice of the first rank, and he has a huge power of merit and virtue, which is as tonic to ghosts as Tang Monk's meat. As long as Kuyou can swallow the soul of this foreign monk, there is a chance to advance to a small realm!

We must not let this monk escape.

Therefore, the altar leader tried his best to capture this foreign monk even if the poison in his body worsened!

The master of the altar patted the foreign monk's body with his palm again, and his palms were filled with real energy. This palm is enough to open a transparent hole in the foreign monk's body.

when! But when his palm collided with the body of the foreign monk, the sound of gold and iron was heard.

I saw the foreign monk's robe suddenly bulging out, like an inflated ball protecting his body. Hundreds of scriptures appeared on the surface of the monk's robe, giving this ordinary monk's robe a layer of metallic luster.

This seemingly ordinary monk's robe is actually a defensive magic weapon, and it just blocked the altar master's palm! The vacuum created by the robe and the defensive formations engraved in it further weakened the Altar Master's palm strength.

The foreign monk was unscathed!

Monks seek immortality and generally cherish their own lives.

For those who seek immortality, only when they are alive can they have the chance to live forever, and when they die, they will have nothing!

As a formal monk, how could he lack defensive magic weapons?

Even those with foreign registered permanent residence are no exception!

This robe worn by a foreign monk not only provides defense, but also automatically regulates body surface temperature. It is also inexpensive and beautiful.

The only fly in the ointment is that the defense of this monk's robe requires foreign monks to actively activate it.

Therefore, when the altar master attacked the foreign monk before, the monk had no time to react, and the defense on the monk's robe was not activated.

The palm that was destined to win had no effect. The altar master frowned and said coldly: "Struggle to the death!"

As he spoke, he turned his palms into claws, and grabbed the monk's robe with a 'Ghost Claw' designed to break the body-protecting Qigong and strengthen the defense.

But...his claws were in vain!

The foreign monk did not sit still and wait for death. After he was attacked and fell to the ground, he secretly took a healing pill. At this time, he had accumulated enough strength to escape.

When the monk's robes held up the ball-shaped defense, the foreign monk slapped his palms on the ground, and his body bounced out like a rubber ball. Although the posture is not graceful, the speed is really impressive!

The Altar Master only caught his afterimage.

At the same time, the foreign monk's body quickly jumped out of the carriage, and in the blink of an eye, he had already jumped three carriages away!

As long as any car can be opened, he can escape immediately.

"What a mess." The foreign monk murmured.

The opponent is a second-grade true master with true energy. If he fights head-on, he will die without any chance of survival. Thirty-six strategies, walking is the best strategy. As long as he escapes from the poisonous hands of this ghost cultivator, he can find a large group of brothers to come and avenge this palm!

In a blink of an eye, the foreign monk quickly jumped back into the carriage where Song Shuhang was.

The passengers all looked at the foreign monk in surprise, wondering why this eminent monk suddenly came back?

Moreover, why is it still swollen into a ball?

The foreign monk had no time to waste at this time. He rolled over and stood up. Two streams of white air erupted from the sleeves of his monk's robe, and the round monk's robe returned to its original shape.

Then, he ran to the car door, knocked on the manual handle, and turned the door hard to open it.

"If you don't want to die, hurry up and escape from this subway!" At the end, the foreign monk shouted to the passengers in the carriage.

He had no time to explain, and he didn't care whether the passengers in the carriage would listen to him. Anyway, what he said has been brought to me. It is up to the passengers to decide whether to believe it or not.

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Song Shuhang and Little Loli's family were standing at the door of the carriage.

The little Loli huddled behind her father and held the young mother's hand.

The young mother asked in blunt Chinese: "Should we... get off the bus?"

The man in the white shirt nodded and said: "Get off the car and leave the car!"

They had seen with their own eyes a foreign monk exorcising illusions in the carriage, and they all believed that the other party was an eminent monk. Although he is a foreigner, that is not the point.

The man in the white shirt feels that he is still young and does not want to die. So it’s better to listen to this eminent monk and get off the bus quickly.

"Little brother, let's get off the car together." He said to Song Shuhang again.

Song Shuhang shook his head gently: "It's too late..."

"?" The man in the white shirt looked confused.

Song Shuhang narrowed his eyes and held three talismans with his fingers - by the time the foreign monk opened the carriage door manually, it was already too late.

Song Shuhang, who was on alert, could sense that about three seconds after the foreign monk jumped into the carriage, a ghostly negative energy followed him into the carriage.

When the foreign monk took off the defense of his monk's robe and went to manually open the door, the negative energy of the ghost had enveloped the entire carriage. The illusion of ghosts has spread throughout the carriage unknowingly.

The foreign monk thought he had opened the subway door, but in fact he had been holding on to the subway rings and twisting. The car door didn't open at all.

"Stay with me, don't leave." Song Shuhang whispered to the man in the white shirt and his family.

He quietly drew two more 'Sword Talisman' and two 'Armor Talisman' and placed them in his pocket where they could be drawn out at any time.

While he was talking, a pale figure slowly entered the carriage and sneered: "You can't escape the palm of my hand, great monk."

The foreign monk's face changed drastically, and he shouted in his heart that something was wrong.

He reached out and touched the open car door. It seemed to him that the car door had been opened, and outside was the subway passage - but what he touched was the cold car wall.

No, I got an illusion!

"Do you want to continue escaping? There are many carriages behind you. You can keep escaping. I'm not in a hurry." The altar leader sneered and snapped his fingers.

Four resentful ghosts emerged from his hands and destroyed all the surveillance cameras in the carriage.

Then, the ghost got half of Kuyou's body into the carriage. The illusion that had been arranged in the carriage exploded, wrapping all the passengers in the carriage.

There was fear in the eyes of the passengers, and they fell to the ground one after another and fainted.

"!" the foreign monk shouted angrily, unable to escape.

His broad monk robe shook, and a vajra pestle slipped out and fell into his hand.

Fight!

Even if he dies, he still has to give this guy some color.

At this time, the passengers around him fell down one after another. The father in the white shirt, the young mother and the little girl also fell into a coma with frightened faces. Passengers were tortured by all kinds of horrors in the illusion, turning into pure panic, fear and other negative forces.

If this continues, the opponent's ghost will be able to absorb more negative energy and become more powerful. And the longer his injuries lasted, the worse they became.

One thing is ebbing and the other is rising. If we don’t fight hard, we will lose the chance to fight hard.

The foreign monk took a deep breath, and the qi and blood in the four orifices of the eyes, nose, ears, and mouth echoed with the qi and blood in the heart orifice.

He used the energy and blood in his body to temporarily suppress the injury on his back, clenched the Vajra with both hands, and took a step forward to increase his momentum to the extreme!

He estimated that he might only have the strength to strike one or two times.

"Ah!" The foreign monk jumped up high, raised his vajra with both hands, and smashed it down hard on the altar owner.

This is the method by which the power of the pestle method can bring down the ten wisdoms.

"Haha, you look so delicious when you are struggling to death, so good." The altar master did not dodge, the ghost general Kuyou behind him stretched out his hands, turned into huge ghost claws, and protected the altar master. Strictly true.

The foreign monk's vajra struck the huge ghost claw, but it only produced a string of sparks.

The ghost general Kuyou who is gradually recovering has a standard second-grade strength.

The foreign monk's attack did not hurt Kuyou at all. Instead, he was ejected by the force of the ghost's claws and hit the wall of the car. Due to the impact, the injuries on the back were aggravated...

"As long as I eat you, Gui You will definitely be able to break through to his current state. As expected, my fortune has turned around!" the altar master smiled ferociously.

"Shit." The foreign monk gritted his teeth, despair welling up in his heart.

The foreign monk looked around and saw that nearly all the passengers in the carriage had been wiped out. Only a young man with a handsome face was still standing in the carriage.

I saw that the young man had a calm face and an otherworldly aura about him.

After a moment, the young man suddenly smiled. Then, he pulled out a pendant from his neck and flicked it.

Ding!

A crisp sound came from the pendant.

The sound is quite pleasant...