The drums sounded and the wind blew.

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts!"

Wusheng covered his head and felt that his head was about to explode, as if he was hit by a continuous critical attack with a sledgehammer.

"magic weapon!"

Dong, the second sound, the ghost bride was knocked out before she stood up.

As the drum sounded, the surrounding trees were swept off, and no tree within a radius of tens of feet was standing.

Wusheng lay directly on the ground, with a headache as if something was stirring in his mind, stirring his head into a ball of paste.

ah!

He gritted his teeth, trembling all over, enduring the severe pain, and felt that the magic power in his body was about to be shaken away.

My mind was in a mess, and there was a ghost in front of me, and I couldn't see things clearly.

A phantom of a Buddha suddenly appeared in front of him, shaking, and then flashed away.

He took a deep breath, endured the severe headache, silently recited the Buddhist scriptures, and in the sea of ​​consciousness, the golden body and Dharma appearance.

Dong, another sound.

The golden body magic seemed to sway a few times.

Wusheng still had a headache, but it was not as powerful as before.

The ghost bride not far away was covered with a red head, but two lines of blood flowed down the sides.

"Ghost Blood, a good thing!" the general said indirectly.

The ghost bride stood up, then slowly pulled out a jade hairpin from under her hood.

With a casual wave, the jade hairpin disappeared.

A cloud of blood mist, the red general exploded a blood hole in his chest, and then retreated a mile.

The drums also stopped.

Feeling that his head was not so painful, Wusheng stopped visualizing, turned his head to look forward, and saw a surprised scene.

The general wearing red armor stood beside the dead soldiers. On the ground, a blood radius of blood drifted out of their bodies and gathered on the general.

He was drawing blood, drawing blood from his dead subordinates.

"Evil Dharma?"

At this time, Wusheng felt that the ghost bride was more like a normal person, while the general wearing red armor was more like a monster.

After absorbing the blood from the dead soldiers, the wound on the chest of the general whose red mist was covered with the red fog quickly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

While he absorbed blood and energy, the jade hairpin in the ghost bride's hand turned into a green light, but when she approached the general, she was blocked by a red mirror. The mirror was red all over, like a piece of bloodstone, but there was a skull in the mirror, which looked ferocious and creepy.

"No matter how you look, you don't look like a good person!"

Wusheng rubbed his forehead and shook it.

The general beat the drum in his hand again, and with a whirlwind, the yellowish light spread around again.

"It's starting again!"

Wusheng hurriedly activated his magic power to resist the tangible drum sound.

The ghost bride in the distance just held the jade hairpin in her hand and raised her hand and thorned it gently, then broke the drum sound that gave Wusheng a headache.

The drums are gone?

When Wusheng looked at it, he happened to see the ghost bride withdrawing her arm.

The Jade Hairpin in Her Hand?

Punched?

The drum sounded again, and the ghost bride pierced the water-like drum with the jade hairpin in her hand, but this time the aftermath swept over. Wusheng mobilized his magic power on the index finger of his right hand, and his finger was golden, like a piece of gold. Seeing the ripples formed by the drum sound came to his body instantly, he raised his hand and stabbed it. Then he felt his fingers stab at something, like a tight cloth, like a rushing wave, trembling with some kind of burning heat.

A huge force was transmitted from that finger to his body, pushing him backwards constantly.

Very strong,

His arms were tense, and a hole was pierced in the tangible and qualitative ripples, and then it was torn apart, and the impact was broken.

very good,

Um?

The general wearing red armor looked up at the place where Wusheng was hiding, and obviously discovered his existence.

"Has been discovered?"

Wusheng took a breath, which means he was in danger and he should always pay attention to possible attacks.

"The battle between this man and a ghost is a bit weird!"

The battle between the two was not as fierce as Wusheng imagined. Although the momentum was huge, it seemed to be constantly tempting.

Could it be that the two of them still have trump cards?

Watching the battle between others is also a kind of learning and gain for oneself. Especially the battle between great monks.

While watching the battle, Wusheng was on guard. He always felt that the look he looked at him with malicious intentions, and he didn't even let go of the corpse of his subordinates, which meant that this person basically had no bottom line. Such a person must be on guard. Instead, he was a ghost bride, and Wusheng felt that the degree of danger was lower.

One person and one ghost, one is far away, and there are more than a hundred steps apart.

The ghost bride suddenly disappeared,

The general wearing red armor emits a strange red mist all over his body, be careful.

Suddenly, a ghost energy appeared out of thin air to cover him, and the thick one could not be dissolved, like a piece of black water. The next moment, the ghost energy disappeared, and the general was missing.

No, where have you gone?

Wusheng also felt puzzled.

With a thud, he heard the sound of drumming, and it was very dull, and he felt that the drum was blocked by something.

drum?

Wusheng hurriedly searched around,

Dong, another sound.

Why?

This time he heard it clearly and was sure that the sound of the drum actually came from the red gauze tent, the sedan chair in the red gauze tent that the ghost bride sat on.

Looking at the law of no life fortune, I can only see that there seemed to be a person sitting in the red. It seemed that it was the ghost bride, and there was a person kneeling in front of the ghost bride, and his body was trembling slightly.

That general?!

The bride suddenly disappeared just now, and the general was taken away by a ghostly aura and disappeared. It turned out that they all had entered the sedan chair in the red gauze tent.

In the sedan chair, the man was kneeling, and the red gauze was passing outside his body, but there was still a drum sound. With the sound of the drum, the red gauze wrapped around his body loosened a little.

The ghost bride stretched out her delicate hand and inserted it into his chest.

Dong, Dong,

The drums were still ringing, very powerless.

Suddenly, a bloody light tore open the red gauze tent tied outside his body, landed on the fingers of the ghost bride, melting most of her fingers, leaving only her palms.

A mirror flew out in the blood light, and a red light shone on the ghost bride. The ghost bride was suddenly fixed there without moving.
Chapter completed!