Doomsday Courtyard: In The Beginning, I Had Sex With Qin Huairu

"It really shouldn't be ruined for you.

The great monk opened his eyes wide and scolded angrily: "But you have killed two innocent people, and your crime is unforgivable!"

"Hey hey hey..."

Zhang Yangbo, who was possessed by the weasel, smiled sinisterly, showing his blood-stained teeth: "The old man has more than two lives in his hands?"

"It's just right, I will add the flesh and blood of the few of you today, and continue on the road to immortality for me, my old man!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Yangbo turned into a black shadow and rushed towards the great monk.

A gust of fishy wind was brought up, and the surrounding tables and chairs were skewed in all directions.

However, Chu Feng and the old Taoist priest stood at the back with no intention of taking action.

The old Taoist is naturally gloating.

Chu Feng, on the other hand, wanted to see what kind of power the practitioners in this world had.

"Evil beast!"

The great monk roared low, recited Buddhist scriptures, and the rosary beads in his hand bloomed with pale golden light.

He held the Buddhist beads in his right hand, made seals with his fingers, and blasted towards Zhang Yangbo.

In the darkness, a swastika seal the size of a 233 washbasin flashed with golden light and hit Zhang Yangbo's chest.

A scream of an animal came from his throat.

However, Zhang Yangbo was not repulsed by this seal. Instead, he endured the pain, suddenly grabbed the beads, and then crushed them!

"This kind of morality can't scare the old man."

He laughed loudly and grabbed the monk's bald head with his clawed hands.

The great monk had no choice but to recite the Diamond Sutra crazily and silently.

It's a pity that although the scriptures covered his body with a faint golden light film.

But Zhang Yangbo's sharp claws easily tore apart this barrier.

Seeing that he was about to have his brain cut open.

A big foot suddenly came from behind and kicked Zhang Yangbo right in the face.

Bang!

There was a dull sound, like kicking a ball.

Zhang Yangbo screamed and was kicked ten meters away. After hitting the wall, he slowly slid down.

A black footprint appeared on his face, which looked like his skin had been burned (baej).

Threads of electricity also spread in all directions along the footprints, making his hair stand on end, as if he had been permed in an unconventional style.

"I don't have many skills, I just know how to brag."

Chu Feng walked out slowly and looked at Zhang Qiubo with a sneer on his face: "I'll give you one last chance. I'll count to three and come out of his body.

"Refa?"

Zhang Yangbo's eyes showed panic: "How could it not be the time yet? How could the successor of Lei Fa be born now?"

Chu Feng ignored his mutterings and stood calmly on the spot, saying softly:

"Go to hell!" Zhang Yangbo yelled crazily and rushed over again.

"act recklessly."

A cold light flashed in Chu Feng's eyes.

The Golden Silkworm Gu improves the overall quality of his body, so whether it is strength, speed, or reflexes, Chu Feng is far superior to ordinary people.

The moment Zhang Yangbo rushed towards him, Chu Feng dodged to the side and avoided his sharp claws.

At the same time, his right hand reached out and directly locked his throat.

Zizizi——

Purple electric current gathered in the palm of the hand, and the Heavenly Thunder Gu vibrated its wings in the Dantian, making a high-pitched chirping sound.

"Ah ah ah ah——"

The screams of Zhang Yangbo and Weasel sounded at the same time.

The middle-aged man's voice mixed with the vicissitudes of life, as if he was being subjected to unbearable cruel punishment.

His skin turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and white smoke continued to rise from his nostrils and the top of his head.

The old Taoist priest and the monk looked at each other and saw the horror in each other's eyes.

"That...fellow Daoist Chu."

Finally, the old Taoist priest couldn't help but said: "Aren't you afraid of killing Boss Zhang if you use thunder like this?"

"Don't worry, I know it well." Chu Feng didn't look back.

Sky Thunder Gu was born from the sky thunder and has the ability to control thunder and lightning in detail.

In this regard, even those Lei Dao monks in the ancient major sects are far behind.

The thunder and lightning torture lasted for four or five breaths.

Finally, the weasel couldn't stand it any longer.

An orange shadow jumped out from Zhang Qiubo's body and fled towards the door.

"Are you leaving?"

Chu Feng didn't move at all, he raised his right hand and waved it from a distance.

Click——

A bolt of thunder illuminated the darkness and struck the orange shadow instantly.

Accompanied by the screams, a weasel the size of a calf limply lay down in the living room.

Most of its fur was scorched by thunder and lightning, and bursts of white smoke rose up. Its two dark green eyes stared at Chu Feng, flashing with resentment and fear.

At this moment, Zhang Yangbo, who was dispossessed, also regained consciousness.

Lying softly on the sofa, he pointed at the weasel and shouted in horror: "That's it! That's it!"

Seeing that the purple light of thunder in Chu Feng's palm shone again.

The weasel was finally frightened: "Fellow Daoist! Be merciful, fellow Daoist!"

"My family's ancestor is a real fairy family outside the pass. Why do fellow Taoists have to fight against our family for a mortal?"

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Just when it was halfway through its words, it suddenly stretched out its sharp claws towards Chu Feng who was close at hand, with a hideous expression on its face: "Death to this old man!"

"You dare to resort to tricks even when you are about to die."

Chu Feng snorted coldly, a thunderbolt bloomed in his hand, and struck it like a catastrophe.

Bang————Bang————Bang——

The sound of explosions echoed in the villa.

Messy fur fragments flew around, and a burnt smell rushed into everyone's noses.

It took three or four seconds before the thunder calmed down.

It's just that when they saw the scene in the living room, everyone couldn't help being stunned.

The calf-sized weasel was gone.

Instead, there were more than a dozen baby-sized weasels that were turned into charred by the thunder and lightning.

Jia Youde frowned and observed for a while, then suddenly shook his head and said, "It's actually a psychic."

"That old weasel is really afraid of death.",