A huge monster that looked like Satan walked over step by step from a distance, knocking down all the trees blocking his path like withered grass.

Mo Shouchen was extremely shocked and asked Gao Banxian: "What kind of monster is this?"

"This is a demon, born from the strange atmosphere of the mountains and forests. It is very cruel!"

"Is there any way to kill him?"

Gao Banxian sighed and said: "Although the demon is a ghost, its strength far exceeds that of a ghost, and I have never fought against it."

"But I've heard people say that the demon's physical body is indestructible. If you want to kill it, you can only attack it from within."

Internal attack?

Mo Shouchen's mind suddenly came to a scene in Journey to the West, in which Sun Wukong turns into a bug and gets into the monster's belly.

If he could use the god-seeking skill to get Sun Wukong onto his body, he might be able to get into the monster's belly and kill it.

But there are so many gods in the sky, it is not easy to summon Sun Wukong just right.

The demon can move three to four meters in one step, so in a few steps, it has already reached the open space.

Mo Shouchen was about to ask Gao Banxian to use the skill of inviting gods, but Locke beside him suddenly roared and rushed towards Xiao Mei.

"Locke! Come back quickly! If you want to kill it, you must attack from its body!"

Mo Shouchen shouted and wanted to stop Locke, but because he killed Zhao Xin twice in a row, Locke was already blinded by anger.

There is only one thought in his mind now, which is to kill all the ghosts on the island, so as to calm the hatred in his heart.

Perhaps it was anger that inspired Locke's full potential. The lightning that had only appeared on his palms before now actually surrounded his whole body.

"go to hell!"

Locke roared angrily, and rushed towards the demon like a laser cannon in a science fiction movie. The momentum seemed to be able to penetrate directly into the demon's body.

But when Locke jumped up high and was about to hit Jin Mei, Jin Mei waved his hand and pinched him directly in his hand.

Although his body was still surrounded by strong electric light, the electric shock damage was not painful or itchy to the monster at all.

"puff!"

Jin Mei squeezed it hard, and Locke spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Then something even more terrifying happened. The monster actually brought Locke to his mouth, bit off his upper body in one bite, and started chewing it.

Locke, the strongest person in the team, was eaten by the demon like this.

Seeing Locke's tragic death, Jiao Ningmeng, who had always been very strong, lost her legs and fell to the ground in fear.

Liu Liwei also shook his head sluggishly and muttered "impossible". He seemed to have been severely hit mentally.

Among these people, except for Meng Fan, who has been missing, only Mo Shouchen and Wang Guoqiang are in relatively good condition.

Wang Guoqiang held the steel pipe in his hand and seemed to be hesitating whether to rush forward.

Although he knew that rushing forward would lead to death, but there were only a few people left now, so instead of doing nothing and waiting to die here, he might as well try his best.

But just when he made up his mind, Mo Shouchen stopped him.

"You stay here to protect them, I'll deal with it!"

"You? Forget it, let me do it!"

Wang Guoqiang felt that he could at least charge up one attack, but Mo Shouchen had no attack skills, so there was no point in him going up.

"Listen to me, you stay, I still have a trump card that I can't use."

Although he was doubtful about Mo Shouchen's words, Wang Guoqiang still obediently stepped back. In his opinion, it was just a matter of who died first and who died last, and there was no need to argue.

After persuading Wang Guoqiang to retreat, Mo Shouchen took a step forward, then touched the black book and said to Gao Banxian: "Please God!"

"Okay! Then get ready, close your eyes, and don't think about anything in your mind."

After Gao Banxian finished speaking, he began to mutter something. After he finished reciting the incantation to invite the gods, a golden light fell from the sky, and then crossed the night sky and hit Mo Shouchen directly.

Mo Shouchen suddenly felt an inexplicable force beginning to surge within his body, and he gradually lost control of his body.

This feeling was very strange. He found that his soul had not left his body, but he seemed to be viewing his body from a third perspective.

He could feel a force entering his body along with the golden light, but he could not sense which immortal was being summoned this time.

After the golden light dissipated, a faint smile appeared on Mo Shouchen's face, and his appearance was actually a bit more handsome than before, and there was a kind of elegance in his movements.

Seeing the monster several times his size, he didn't panic at all. He calmly bent down and picked up a steel pipe.

Steel pipe? Stick?

When Mo Shouchen's soul saw him picking up the steel pipe, he couldn't help but feel happy. Was he really so lucky to summon Sun Wukong?

I saw Mo Shouchen pinching the middle part of the steel pipe with the fingers of both hands, then putting one end of the steel pipe to his mouth, and blowing gently, an ethereal melody came out of the steel pipe.

I am... playing the flute!

There are only a few immortals who are good at playing the flute, and I believe that the only one who can have such an elegant temperament and posture is Han Xiangzi among the Eight Immortals.

The ethereal sound of the flute floated in the woods. The frightened Jiao Ningmeng and Liu Liwei suddenly felt calm in their hearts, and Wang Guoqiang also felt relaxed as never before.

But when the sound of such a beautiful flute reaches the demon's ears, it turns into a hellish melody that can tear apart the soul.

"ah……"

The demon roared in pain and covered its ears, but it could still hear the unbearable sound of the flute.

"Ouch!"

There was another roar, but this time there was more anger in the voice.

The demon tried its best to take a step forward and wanted to tear Mo Shouchen into pieces. However, as the distance shortened, the torment of the flute's sound suddenly increased, and in the end it had no choice but to move back.

Wang Guoqiang and others showed extremely surprised expressions when they saw that Mo Shouchen could easily subdue the devil by blowing a steel pipe.

In their view, what happened before them was more incredible than what happened in horror novels.

But just when everyone thought that Mo Shouchen could completely eliminate the evil spirit, the evil spirit suddenly let go of his ears, then stretched out two index fingers with sharp nails and inserted them fiercely into his two ear holes.

Blood instantly flowed out of its ear holes. It lowered its head and knelt on the ground. Its body was trembling slightly, and its breathing became very heavy. It was obvious that it was in great pain.

But after a while, its breathing gradually slowed down, and then it slowly raised its head.

Mo Shouchen saw a cruel smile on its face...

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