The ghost turned into black smoke and clung to the statue.
The statue seemed to come alive, raising its right hand towards the blood eagle slowly but urgently.
As the statue moved, countless dust fell down amidst the creaking mechanical sounds.
Soon enough, in the blink of an eye, the blood eagle had collided with the statue.
No explosion, not even a sound:
The two are like two substances with completely opposite properties. After meeting, they merge and disappear silently.
Not a trace remains.
The statue that lost its right arm let out an earth-shattering roar.
The shock caused the snow in the entire Hinoki Mountain to fall rustlingly.
The middle-aged monk who was sitting cross-legged practicing in Jinguang Temple suddenly opened his eyes.
In the night, a few inches of light erupted from his eyes.
"Namo Amitabha."
"The devil is born. If I don't go to hell, who will!"
With his sleeves fluttering, Yan Bi ran straight towards the Hinoki Mountain.
After him, a young monk slowly condensed into shape.
The monk wore a ferocious bronze mask, held a black short knife in his left hand, and a blood-stained letter in his right hand.
It is the ghost Buddha Wumian who has disappeared for many days.
"Jie, Jie, Jie, Namo Amitabha!"
"There are endless Wutai Mountains to kill, and countless descendants of Buddha to be killed!"
After saying that, he dodged and went straight towards the head of Luohan Hall, the angry-eyed master.
In Mai Mountain, the deaf mother-in-law and Grandma Mai, whose witchcraft was broken, looked up to the sky and vomited blood with a pop.
Hua Jiunan and Chen Daji hurriedly helped each other.
"Grandma, grandma, how are you doing?!"
The two elders pushed them away and looked at each other to make up their minds.
Grandma Mai shouted loudly and struggled to get up.
"Old girl, kill that little bitch first to prevent the emergence of big ghosts and gods!"
The deaf mother-in-law nodded deeply.
"Xiaojiu, big plan, return to your position quickly."
"Today, the four of us, grandfather and grandson, must do our best to eliminate evil!"
Amidst the desolate horn sounds, the deaf mother-in-law danced a strange dance.
Along with the dance steps, there are bursts of grand spells.
This kind of incantation mainly uses broken sounds, and the sound directly touches the soul.
"You deserve to die! I hate you!"
"You are about to die, and I will ask the ghosts to kill your soul!"
"You will die, and you will fall into the eyes of the sea forever after death!"
After the deaf mother-in-law recited the incantation, she reached out and scratched four blood marks on her left face.
Then he flicked at four pairs of paper figures and horses.
In the midst of lightning and flint, Grandma Mai grabbed the jar of blood and wine and threw it at the paper man and horse.
"On duty as a soldier to protect the Dharma, we are ruthless in killing, so go away quickly!"
Although the paper man and paper horse were still blowing the horns vigorously, a blood shadow flew out of their bodies and headed straight for the Hinoki Mountain.
Bai Wuwei, the head of the Bai family, was horrified to see this.
"Witch Zhu secretly curses the devil to kill!"
"Brother Huang, if I am unprepared, can you stop me?"
Huang Zuo, the head of the Huang family, smiled bitterly.
"Don't say you are unprepared, even if you are well prepared, half of your life will still be cursed!"
Hinoki Mountain Ghost Mother Cave:
The statue of the Ghost Mother looked at the four blood shadows that appeared out of thin air, and only had time to let out an exclamation.
"God damn it!!!"
Four blood shadows were like lightning, and they rushed towards the trapped Li Jiao.
"No!"
Amidst the miserable howling, this crazy and perverted evil cultivator seemed like a sand sculpture blown away by the strong wind, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
There was only one black human-shaped mark left on the ground.
On the altar, the desolate trumpet sounds louder!
Four pairs of paper men and horses, covered in blood.
The deaf mother-in-law laughed.
"After the evil duty is over, let's sacrifice blood wine!"
This time Hua Jiunan took the lead, cut his wrist and poured the blood into another wine jar.
Chen Daji is a guy who values "loyalty" the most, sharing blessings and sharing hardships.
Without hesitation, he cut his other arm and put it into the wine jar.
There was a wine jar between them, so no one saw it.
After their blood was mixed with the strong alcohol, it actually seemed to be boiling, with bubbles popping out.
The deaf mother-in-law and the linen-clad grandmother were kneeling on the human bone altar with their bodies prostrated.
"The evil has appeared and the people are in dire straits. Why should we ask the Third Ancestor to make decisions for the next generation?"
Hua Jiunan and Chen Daji worked together to throw the wine jar into the sky.
Then I used all my strength to beat the drum and ring the bell.
Suddenly the bells and drums rang, and the trumpets shook the sky;
The wind is strong, the lightning is thundering!
Three shadows in the sky slowly condensed into shape.
A giant bear with two wings on its back, looking down at the world;
A big man with the head of an ox and the body of a human body;
The big man's whole body was burning with blazing flames, especially his eyes, which were like two fireballs.
A strange bird with a howling wind in its wings;
The strange bird spreads its wings and screams, and its body is surrounded by electric light.
