The crescent moon contains an arrow.
He raised his fingers slightly, and the dragon-tiger aura suddenly burst out in his eyes. With a tiger roar, the air around the long bow in Guo Lingyun's hand rippled. The arrow pierced the air, as if it was about to split space, and stabbed at the ghost monk's throat with sharp force.
"Demons and monsters."
The ghost monk could not see, hear, smell, touch or taste, but he reacted at the moment when the arrow burst out.
The fire and ghosts lingering around him seemed to be being distorted and constantly reorganized, wrapping up the ghost monk one second before the feather arrow was about to pierce his throat. Four ghost heads grew on his heart, neck, right ear, The four places around the waist were breathing ghost energy, corroding the arrows.
Wow.
The flying wood chips fell on the ghost monk's robe, and the ghost head with the word "fire" engraved on it and its sharp teeth and tongue swallowed up the wood chips. At this time, the ghost monk, who was carrying four ghosts and had no sight in his eyes, was filled with a disgusting aura, which was also terrifying.
“Delicious food.”
Raising his head and looking at the angry young man with his bow and arrow in his hands, the ghost monk finally had a weird smile on his face. At the same time, the demon with the word "fire" engraved on it, half of his skull exposed, the demon with cysts on his face, and the demon with ectopic features all started to laugh. There is madness, greed, and a coldness like a poisonous snake.
“The more the merrier.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the fire-character ghost gulped air and leaned back, and then a cluster of cyan fire hit the hundred households on the carriage. Soon Baihu noticed that although the monk had lost his five senses, the four ghost heads gave him new sight.
The moment Guo Lingyun used dragon energy to attach to the feather arrows and tear apart the fire mass, the ghost head with cysts on his face kowtowed hard, and countless blue smoke spread over the land, quickly covering the ghost monk's body.
broken.
At this time, Guo Lingyun's heart sank. He looked up, but could not see clearly the monk in the green mist, not even his shadow. And he had just resisted the explosion with dragon and tiger energy, and used his feather arrows to tear apart the fire clusters. The dragon and tiger energy in his body was not enough to allow him to walk directly into this poisonous mist.
But···
He looked in the direction where Zhou Li was just now, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes. The ghost monk's strength far exceeded his imagination. He might be able to fight him a few times, but Zhou Li's strength would be difficult to deal with. This ghost monk was obviously running towards Zhou Li. Now, Guo Lingyun was in a dilemma.
Save or not? How to save?
At this time, Bi Diao (Zhou Li version) hovering in mid-air looked at Guo Lingyun, who was making a decision in the forest, and the ghost monk patrolling his whereabouts, with a trace of doubt in the eyes of the falcon.
Why did I suffer so much?
Zhou Li was very confused at this time. He didn't know for a moment which god he had offended, so that he could find such a ghost who was not even mentioned in the fifth level to hunt him. After thinking about it, I just swept three brothels, opened up a casino, disgusted a county magistrate, and beat up a viscount, who could I offend?
Thinking of this, Zhou Li was very confused. He has a clear understanding of himself. Even if he sweeps brothels, blows up casinos, scolds old men, and beats young men, he does everything in a flawless manner to protect himself. These people either didn't know it was him who did it, or they were afraid of the people who drove him and didn't dare to do it.
Mrs. Golden Snake?
After thinking about it, Zhou Li could only think of this thing. But he hesitated, because based on his observation just now, this ghost monk was only a fifth-level soul-eating ghost including his magical powers. Even if the soul-eating ghost was generally stronger than the spirit master, it would only be at the sixth level at most.
But Mrs. Golden Snake's men are so powerful that she has no reason not to use trusted confidants. Instead, she uses a capricious ghost to intercept and kill her.
What's going on...
At this time, the ghost monk had begun to become agitated. He discovered that this boy had disappeared under his nose in just a few seconds. No matter it was the poisonous fog or the four ghost heads, there was no trace of him.
Can he fly?
Subconsciously raising his head, apart from the full moon and slightly dark clouds at night, there was only a red and gray bird hovering in the air. The ghost monk was directly amused by his own thoughts.
Huh, how is that possible?
If it could fly, then the Scorpion King should take action himself instead of letting...
Just when the ghost monk wanted to drive the poisonous mist to find Zhou Li, something unexpected happened suddenly.
Zhou Li, who was hovering in the sky, could clearly see with his "Eagle Eye" that when the ghost monk raised his staff and was about to do something, an imperceptible ghostly figure appeared in an incomprehensible way. The posture appears behind the ghost monk.
Bah.
The sound of flesh piercing resounded in the diffused poison. The man with a straight knife in his left hand and a short stab in his right hand took a step back slightly, leaving the ghost monk with a frightened face and wide eyes twitching and falling to the ground. Almost instantly, the ghost monk's body was covered in a layer of ferocious deep purple, and green liquid oozed from his eye sockets.
"You...it turns out!!"
Before the ghost monk could finish his words, the ghost with a giant tail covered with poisonous thorns behind the man stabbed directly through the ghost monk's throat.
With the ghost monk's incredibly malicious look on his face, the man waved his hand gently, and the giant tail behind him disappeared. At the same time, with a skillful slash and stab, the traces left by the giant tail were instantly covered up by the knife and stab, leaving only the head and the corpse with four ghost heads hanging on it.
"Ah."
After sneering, looking at the poisonous mist gradually dissipating around him, the man's face gradually changed from cold at the beginning to gentleness. The weird snake-like posture also dissipated, replaced by a calm determination. Soon, the poisonous mist completely dissipated. Guo Lingyun, who had been drawing his bow on alert, noticed the change and was stunned when he saw the figure standing in front of the corpse.
Putting away his long bow and jumping out of the still-burning carriage, Guo Lingyun ran up to the man in small steps, bowed slightly on one knee, and said respectfully: "Guo Lingyun of the Hundred Households, pays homage to the Lord of the Thousand Households."
"Don't make any noise."
After pressing his hand, the man named Qianhu looked at the corpse aside, with hatred and regret on his face:
"This time, in order to track down this evil spirit, I took a high carriage and wanted to go to Beiliang to seek help from my old friend. I didn't expect that this evil spirit was actually hiding in the forest. My negligence allowed him to take over and kill so many people of my Ming Dynasty. People. My heart aches, my heart aches..."
Guo Lingyun was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and a sad expression quickly appeared on his face, "Your Excellency, you are worried about the people. It is really a blessing for us."
"Oh, pity these people of the Ming Dynasty."
After sighing, the man said sadly: "Ling Yun, is there anyone alive in this carriage?"
"Two more."
Guo Lingyun cupped his hands and said, "The two people who were walking with me just now are both spiritual masters. They should have escaped from the car during the explosion and survived."
"Then let's find these two little friends."
At this time, Qianhu perfectly played the image of a bureaucrat who witnessed the murder of people and found the joy of survivors despite his grief. It can be said that everything he did was perfect and flawless.
If you ignore Zhou Li hovering in the sky.
