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Chapter 97 Right here (2/3)(1/2)

In the dark courtyard, the ghostly spirit was lush, and the dark green ghost fire illuminated the light yellow pot, floating with the miserable white human bones.

The old monk just reached out to take off Junior Sister Wang's clothes, and he punched him on the chest.

Qiao Yuanshan activated the Qi in his body to the extreme, but he felt that his hands were like he smashed on a thick and huge piece of ice.

A cool air poured directly into his body along his wrist along his palms, and he felt half of his body tremble.

The old monk smiled, his eyes narrowed on his withered face, revealing his rusty yellow teeth.

"Hey, I want to be unfair!"

He threw Junior Sister Wang who was holding in his hand on the ground, and the old monk grabbed Qiao Yuanshan.

"Since you are so eager to die, I will give you my best wishes and let that girl go first and taste the taste of you, a strong guy."

The old monk didn't take Qiao Yuanshan seriously at all, he was far from it.

The withered and thin big hand, like a steel hoop, directly pressed Qiao Yuanshan down.

A cool air penetrated directly into Qiao Yuanshan's heart.

He was directly upside down by the old monk, with his head facing the dry bones all over the ground that the old monk had just finished eating. More than ten corpses were full of traces of gnawing, and the empty pupils seemed to be telling something.

Qiao Yuanshan quickly formed seals in an instant, as if he turned into a phantom.

The jade pendant left to him by the master uncle lit up instantly.

"Pure Yang Sword Gang!"

Qiao Yuanshan said loudly.

A terrifying sword light burst out in an instant on the jade pendant on his waist.

The sword light illuminated the entire courtyard, pressed down the faint green light, and rushed straight to the old monk's chest.

"What?"

The old monk's hand pressed on Qiao Yuanshan's body retreated instantly as if he was grabbing it on the flames.

But the speed is still a little slower.

The sword light penetrated his chest in an instant, and then the sword marks remained unabated, leaving deep sword marks on the wall behind the old monk.

A huge gap was torn open on the old monk's cloak by sword aura, revealing his dry chest as dry as firewood.

A deep sword mark penetrated the old monk on the already shriveled chest.

You can vaguely see the broken organs and intestines in his abdomen.

"hiss!"

The old monk's originally yellow face turned pale in an instant, like rice paper that had just come out of water.

He gasped.

Everyone could see their lungs swelling and swelling up the opening, and those intestines were squeezed out directly from the opening.

"It hurts so much! I feel so painful! It has been more than a thousand years, and I have never felt so painful. I want to eat you raw."

The old monk bared his teeth and shouted, his expression no longer had the kind eyes of the mother, but became extremely hideous.

Even though the sword light penetrated his body, it still did not hinder his movements. He was so agile that he didn't look injured at all.

Qiao Yuanshan felt that the old monk had arrived in front of him in an instant, and some of his organs fell out directly, but he ignored it and grabbed it with one hand.

Qiao Yuanshan fought back, and he knew that he could never be caught by this old monk.

The old monk said he wanted to eat him raw, so he really ate him raw.

In these two hours today, the old monk had eaten raw more than ten people.

However, the old monk's hand was too fast, just like a clever monkey in Mount Emei. He turned his wrist and grabbed his pulse.

The next moment, the big mouth opened, revealing yellow teeth, and bit Qiao Yuanshan's neck directly.

Qiao Yuanshan's Qi body was locked when he was running, and he was unable to resist, and he said in his heart:

My life is over!

At this critical moment, Zhang Yi, who was ranked on the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, took action on the young man's list.

He didn't know when he untied the ghost rope.

Seeing Qiao Yuanshan’s life in the morning and evening, his body suddenly rose up in an instant, and his hands directly inserted into the wound that penetrated the old monk’s back.

The old monk raised his head and screamed, and he pulled most of his organs out of it.

There are some scattered human organs on the ground and above the dry bones.

Under the faint green lights, it looks so cunning.

The old monk's thin arms suddenly twisted into a strange angle and grabbed him behind him.

This time, Zhang Yixing didn't react at all.

The old monk directly inserted his hand into his abdomen, and blood gushed out.

However, Zhang Yixing from Longhu Mountain ignored him at all. He suddenly muttered something, saying that he was the words of the talisman of Longhu Mountain.

"The brilliant golden light swept my world."

The old monk's wound suddenly lit up, and two golden lights lit up one after another.

"Ahhhh! What did you put in?"

The golden light burned the old monk's body like flames, and a strange green smoke emerged from the old monk's body.

Among the blue smoke is a cry of pain when a person dies.

The old monk didn't care about the two of them at this time and threw them out.

After Qiao Yuanshan was thrown out, he quickly regained control of his Qi body. He turned around and looked at the old monk.

I saw a cloud of green smoke swaying, and the golden light flashed in the blue smoke, and the figure of the old monk could not be seen.

Qiao Yuanshan and Zhang Yixing dared not act rashly.

After a while, the blue smoke dissipated.

Only a corpse with burning scars on his body was left, motionless on the ground.

Is this dead?

Everyone's eyes were gathered on the corpse.

The next moment, the body suddenly moved and stood up with one hand.

Only the old monk's body was left with thick white bones and burning bloody scars, which looked extremely ferocious.

"Okay! Very good! You are dead, I want you to watch yourself be eaten by me little by little."

The old monk's green eyes were full of murderous intent.

Qiao Yuanshan's body suddenly became stiff without control.

What!

Can't move anymore!

Qiao Yuanshan looked at Zhang Yixing in the distance, but saw him standing up as stiff as himself.

Then I knew that he had lost control of his body like himself.

Is this a monk at a higher level?

Qiao Yuanshan's eyes widened.

The master told him that the realm of a monk is ascending to heaven step by step, which represents the path that people walk towards immortals, and no step can be omitted.

The old monk in front of him was obviously only one level higher than them, but the gap was so big.

If they really attacked, they didn't have the chance to fight back.

It's over!

Qiao Yuanshan closed his eyes.

He did not regret going up the mountain to practice Taoism, nor did he regret coming to this ghost town. He was only a little worried about his parents at home.

I have been living for a hundred years, but I only owe my parents.

The old monk limped towards Qiao Yuanshan, and he was full of complete hatred in his bones.

Only by eating alive and peeling it off can he relieve his anger.

These two moves seemed to be fine, but it made his cultivation level retreat a lot.

I don’t know how many years it takes to recover this part, how can I endure it?

"Crunch! Crunch!"

Just when the overall situation was settled, the sound of the door was suddenly pushed out of the yard.

Then there was no sound of footsteps, from far to near.
To be continued...
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