The cold wind is miserable.

The sound is harsh.

The place where the demon clan’s bones are buried and the remains of the iceberg.

Li Ziye held the fish intestine sword and carried out his dissection business seriously.

Once upon a time, Li Erniu was a good boy who had no power to restrain a chicken, a pure heart, and was not stained with blood. However, there were always perverts like Hua Fengdu and Mao Nanfeng in the Li family, and he was influenced by his ears and eyes, so he learned bad things.

Forced confessions and dissections are absolutely normal.

"Teacher Li, are you verifying his regeneration ability?" Mu Wenqing asked curiously while watching.

"yes."

After pulling out all the internal organs of Night Ghost, Li Ziye took two steps back, grabbed the snow on the ground and wiped the blood on his hands, and then waited patiently.

Time passed little by little, and the night ghost who was nailed to the cliff kept struggling and roared, low and suppressed.

"You can't even die, it's amazing."

Li Ziye looked at the monster with such tenacious vitality in front of him and sighed.

"However, his regeneration speed has slowed down."

On the side, Mu Wenqing said with great interest, "His limbs and internal organs have not regenerated after such a long time, which shows that this monster's regeneration ability has its limits."

"After all, it's just an imitation of Hades."

Li Ziye said with an indifferent expression, "The secret skills developed by the people behind the scenes are not as good as those of Taoism, so this black-eyed night ghost is not as inexplicable as the underworld."

After saying that, Li Ziye stepped forward with a wooden sword in hand and directly inserted the wooden sword into Ye Gui's chest.

Black blood spurted out, staining the wooden sword with ink.

"roar!"

The black-eyed night ghost was in pain, roared angrily, and struggled even more fiercely.

"Oh."

Behind, Mu Wenqing saw this scene, smiled softly, and said, "It seems that the wooden sword made by Professor Li is not only useless, but also seems to have the opposite effect."

Li Ziye pulled out the wooden sword, looked at the lines on it, and frowned slightly.

Damn it, what went wrong.

"Hibiscus, make a fire and rest for a while."

Mu Wenqing walked to the bottom of the cliff and said with a smile, "It seems that our Professor Li will continue to study more carefully."

"Um."

On the side, Hibiscus nodded in response, silently walked to the bottom of the cliff, started to light a fire, and tried not to look at the pervert behind him.

"roar!"

In front of the cliff, there were roars. A certain pervert in Hibiscus's eyes inserted the wooden sword into Yegui's chest again and again, looking for the flaw in the wooden sword.

at the same time.

Outside the burial place, strong winds gathered, and the wind swept the remaining clouds. Two figures walked out, it was Xuanfeng and Sanzang who came to find someone.

"Buddha, the front is the forbidden area of ​​our demon clan. I cannot enter, so you can only go there alone."

With the forbidden area in front of him, Xuanfeng stopped, looked at the young monk aside, and said seriously, "Be careful, it may be dangerous inside."

"Amitabha, thank you very much for sending me."

Sanzang clasped his hands together and said thanks, then walked towards the place where the demon clan's bones were buried in front of him.

When he first entered the mountains, the wind was blowing. Sanzang subconsciously looked around, feeling a little confused in his heart.

Why does Brother Li always like to visit other people's graves?

It's not haunted, right?

Sanzang was thinking wildly as he moved forward, his fair little face full of curiosity.

Amitabha, it can be a ghost. I have never encountered such a thing in my life.

"roar!"

At this moment, deep in the dark night, a low roar sounded, so strange in this silent night.

When Sanzang heard this, the interest on his face became more intense, and he immediately took two steps quickly.

Is there really a ghost?

Amitabha, you are so lucky!

Since leaving Buddhism, Sanzang has completely let go of himself, liberating the nature of his heart, and being himself, young and frivolous, happy with his grudges.

After walking a hundred steps forward, at the end of the field of vision, an afterimage of a severed arm appeared, surrounded by black energy, and his eyes were all white without any trace of darkness.

"White Eyes Netherland?"

When Sanzang saw someone coming, no, a ghost, he was stunned for a moment, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Isn't this the burial place of the demon clan? How can there be a unique underworld in the human world?

After a brief thought, Sanzang came to his senses, stepped forward, and rushed forward.

If you encounter someone, then be kind and save him!

The distance of a hundred feet was reached in the blink of an eye. Sanzang swung the Buddhist beads in his hand, entangled the body of Night Ghost, and immediately slapped the latter's chest with a heavy palm.

There was a click and the sound of the sternum breaking. Night Ghost flew out, but was pulled back by the beads.

Close at hand, heavy palms struck one after another, and the bones on Night Ghost's body were shattered one after another, almost turning into a puddle of mud.

"The World-Honored One preaches, the Tathagata destroys the demon seal!"

Seeing that the monster had no power to fight back, Sanzang poured out his energy, and the radiance of the swastikas around him reappeared, and the golden Buddha light illuminated the dark night.

With one palm, the Buddha's light swallows up the sky and destroys the earth, and all demons will be killed!

There was a loud explosion, and White-Eyed Night Ghost's body shattered into pieces, and the sky was filled with blood and bones, scattered like rain.

"Amitabha!"

On the same spot, Sanzang recited the Buddha's name again, and the Buddha's essence around his body was filled with rain of blood, and he stepped towards the depths of the mountain.

"Someone is coming."

At this moment, deep in the burial ground and in front of the cliff, Mu Wenqing noticed the movement in the distance and reminded him, "It seems to be your Buddhist friend."

There should be no other person who possesses Buddha Yuan in this far north.

"It came pretty quickly."

Li Ziye responded casually, not paying attention, and continued to test his wooden sword with the black-eyed night ghost in front of him.

"Aren't you going to hide?" Mu Wenqing asked with interest.

"No need."

Li Ziye took the fish intestine sword and scratched it on the wooden sword a few times, then stabbed the wooden sword into Ye Gui's chest again, and replied, "Sanzang is trustworthy, so let him help you a little."

"what ever."

Mu Wenqing didn't ask any questions and just warmed up by the fire leisurely.

About half an hour later.

At the end of the wind and snow, Sanzang walked towards him. When he saw the countless white-eyed monsters that were being buried in front of him at any time, he looked slightly startled.

so much.

So cruel!

"Amitabha."

Sanzang recited the Buddha's name, jumped onto the boulder, stepped on the white-eyed night ghost that was about to crawl out, and then continued to move forward, towards the depths of the bone burial ground.

"Coming."

Under the cliff, Mu Wenqing noticed that the visitor was getting closer and reminded him casually.

As soon as he finished speaking, under the night sky, a figure wearing Buddhist robes walked towards him. His childlike face looked pure and innocent.

"Ami, vomit!"

Sanzang saw the three people in front of the cliff and was about to recite the Buddha's name when he suddenly noticed a pile of internal organs and broken limbs on the ground, and felt a violent surge in his stomach.

"What the hell are you vomiting? How big of a deal is that?"

Li Ziye turned around, looked at the person coming, and said angrily, "Come here and help me enchant someone!"

"Amitabha, what is enchantment?"

Sanzang suppressed the nausea in his heart, stepped forward, and asked in confusion.

"It's very simple."
Chapter completed!