I have an eternal eye

Zhang Biao cursed, feeling equally annoyed.

He has now figured out the details of this Zhou Ke. To put it bluntly, he is only slightly better than the Seventy-Two Sha.

If you meet ruthless people like Xinjian Monk and Xu Lingxu, you will only die.

This guy's head must have been squeezed by the door.

How dare you provoke him!

His menacing appearance made him cautious, fearing that the other party would pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger.

Seeing the hysterical appearance of the other party, Zhang Biao cast another curse to prevent him from escaping.

After doing this, he looked towards the middle of the river.

Although the fog is thick, the Liang Liang on the Nuo side can break through the fog, so the situation on the water can be seen clearly.

The evil thing underwater has completely appeared.

Just like what we saw last time, this is a huge statue of an earth god, with a kind smile on its face, and in its big grinning mouth, its fine teeth are as sharp as nails.

The statue is surrounded by black mist, and the lotus throne under its butt is made up of the dead souls of the villagers last time. Its densely packed hands and feet stretch out, waving...

On the river, many water charms also appeared.

They surrounded the statue like swimming fish, and some had already appeared on the Paijiao boat, hugging the disciples of the Heaven and Earth Sect from behind.

There were many people around him in the small boat he was in, but none of them dared to get close to him due to the Three Yang True Fire Balls.

On the boat, Yu Ziqing and others fell into a trance even though they were blindfolded with black cloth. They waved the wood pulp around randomly, but the boat did not move at all.

Zhang Biao was not in a hurry to take action.

The two eyes of the earth god were very strange. One was staring at Zhou Ke in front of him, and the other was staring at him at a strange angle. It was obvious that they had been locked on each other.

Zhang Biao concentrated his attention and activated his spiritual vision.

Unlike last time, his eyebrows only felt slightly swollen, and a stream of information quickly came to him:

Fushou Gong (Yellow Level 4)

1. The ghost transformed by the secular gods of the land.

He was kind and charitable during his lifetime. After his death, he was worshiped by others and turned into a secular god to protect him. Due to the natural disaster, the whole village sank underwater. Infected by the evil thoughts of the dead souls of the people, it fell into the spirit world and turned into a ghost...

2. Evil thoughts control a group of ghosts and break out of the seal. You can use tricks: ghost control, enchantment, fog, and evil spells.

3. If you are obsessed with incense, smoking incense can also cause confusion. The weak point is the mud tires.

4. Desire for yang energy, essence and blood...

As expected.

Zhang Biao breathed a sigh of relief.

If you think about it carefully, it's not surprising.

Xishi Lu Xianggong was already very powerful, but he was just sealed. Later, he absorbed the Vine Essence, and he might have been more than five levels in the past.

The Medicine Buddha of Chongsheng Temple was originally of the second rank. Later, when incense became more popular, it reached the third rank.

Although the land of Fushou Gong is ancient, it only protects a village. It is good to reach the fourth rank.

Weaknesses are incense and mud tires.

Naturally, there is no incense. The only chance to win is to break the mud tire at close range.

"ah!"

At this moment, Zhou Ke, who was hit by the backlash, finally went crazy. With a shrill roar, he drove the ghost of Zhu Po Dragon towards Fu Shougong.

"The weather is good and the grain is plentiful..."

The weird sacrificial sound became louder at the same time.

Many water charms were swimming around at the same time, and suddenly a strong wind blew, thick fog stirred, and the water surface surged.

At the same time, Duke Fu Shougong suddenly opened his fangs and big mouth, and there were actually pale white faces inside.

Black blood flowed from the seven orifices on those faces, and they also opened their mouths at the same time. Vicious and resentful thoughts gathered together, and black light as thick as a bucket spurted out.

What the hell is this a curse?

Zhang Biao was immediately startled.

He was not surprised by the Fushou Guild's evil spells. The source of many tricks was learning to imitate evil ghosts.

But his Yin Curse is just a thin wrist. This Fushou Gong Yin Curse is really scary, as thick as a bucket!

Bang!

Zhou Ke was hit directly.

The black mist surrounding his spiritual armor collapsed, and cracks appeared in the bamboo pieces on his body.

The spirit armor was damaged in one blow.

But Zhou Ke was already crazy at this time. He bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed it on his chest.

In an instant, the surrounding mist gathered, forming a shape of armor around the body surface, and even some water charms were absorbed into it.

This is the real spiritual armor technique!

Zhang Biao suddenly realized.

The so-called spirit armor is the armor made of the spirit, but ordinary disciples don't have this ability, so they can only get some wood chips and bamboo armor.

Zhou Ke's madness made him realize something was fishy.

It's a pity that this spiritual armor was gathered temporarily and has not been refined, so its defense is not much stronger.

Bang!

Sure enough, as Duke Fushou released another sinister curse, the spirit armor exploded again.

Blood spurted out from Zhou Ke's mouth, but his eyes were still bloodshot and his face was ferocious as he threw a series of wooden balls from his waist.

The wooden ball whizzed out with a strange sound, and when it approached Fushou Gong, it suddenly exploded and burst into flames.

It's gunpowder!

Sweat broke out on Zhang Biao's back.

It seems that the Yanjia Sect has been underestimated.

They can control the ghost puppets to make the wooden balls fly and remove the fog. Naturally, they can also load gunpowder to make flying bombs.

Please be careful if you encounter it in the future.

Click!

Duke Fushou couldn't dodge, and the mud tire was pitch black, with several cracks appearing inside, and flesh and blood surging inside.

Its clay sculpture face also became ferocious.

At this time, Zhou Ke also arrived and took out another wooden tiger from his arms.

Bang!

Duke Fu Shougong suddenly closed his hands and slapped Zhou Ke in his hands like a bug. Blood dripped down his big clay hands.

The monk's essence, blood, and yang energy were blazing. Duke Fushou's chest was rising and falling, as if he was breathing, and the cracks in the mud tire were slowly closing.

That's it!

Zhang Biao finally waited for the opportunity. The ghost's cloak flickered, and the black mist exploded, turning into a black shadow that swept across the lake and rushed towards Duke Fushou.

This evil thing had just finished sucking the essence and blood, and its face was full of intoxication. When he let go of his hands, Zhou Ke turned into a mummy and fell into the water.

Zhang Biao used his shadow escape technique and got ten meters closer to him. Only then did Duke Fushou realize that he suddenly turned his head and opened his mouth.

Bang!

The black light of the dark curse as thick as a bucket roared out.

Zhang Biao suddenly revealed his figure, spun around in the air to dodge, and at the same time flipped his right hand, the seductive rope whizzed out and wrapped around Duke Fushou's neck.

With a sudden tug, he flew up into the air, narrowly avoiding Duke Fushou's huge palm and landing on his shoulder.

hiss!

The moment they made contact, Zhang Biao bared his teeth.

The mud tire was extremely cold. Even through the leather boots, I still felt a sting and my legs quickly went numb.

Not only that, but bursts of roaring came from Duke Fushou's body, as if hundreds of people were chanting at the same time.

"The weather is good and the grain is plentiful..."

This vibration came from under his feet, making Zhang Biao's mind confused and his vision distorted.

Sound can actually cast ecstasy!

Zhang Biao lit the Three Yang True Fire without any hesitation. When he regained consciousness, he turned over to avoid Duke Fushou's giant palm and landed on his head.

He originally wanted to look for the crack created by Zhou Ke's explosion, but now it has closed and he can only force it.

Bite the tip of your finger and swipe it with the Mowen knife.

In an instant, the sun fire rose.

Wow!

Mo Wen's knife penetrated, and the mud tire was torn immediately.

Seeing Duke Fushou swinging his giant palm again, Zhang Biao ignored it, removed the Hellfire Skeleton from his waist, and aimed at the crack.

call!

The blue underworld fire spurted out like a long dragon, pouring in from the top of Fushou Gong's clay body, and even overflowing out of the seven orifices.

The bone powder in the Hellfire Skeleton was sprayed out.

Bang!

A huge force came, Zhang Biao flew out and fell into the water with a splash, as if he had been hit by a wall, half of his body was numb.

Fortunately, after taking dragon blood ginseng, he had already strengthened his body in advance, and his body was tougher than ordinary people, but he couldn't slow down for a while.

The three yang true fires are burning, and the water charm dare not approach.

Zhang Biao emerged from the water and saw that the huge body of Duke Fushou in the distance had been ignited by the hell fire. He kept roaring and twisting, and pieces of mud fell into pieces.

Burning one's body in mud, one will not stop until death. If there is no way to restrain himself, the Lord Fushou will definitely die.

He was not the only one who was unlucky. The lotus platform built by the dead souls of the villagers under him also burned crazily, and even the nearby water charms were not spared.

Wow…

Suddenly, the huge mud tire collapsed completely.

From the center of the mud body, a golden light flew out, and it turned out to be a small shadow of Duke Fushou, which gradually disappeared and wanted to escape into the spiritual world.

Whoosh!

Mo Wen Dao roared out with the Three Yang True Fire, turned sharply in the air, and stabbed the shadow.

The shadow shattered and an object fell into the water.

What is it?

Zhang Biao had regained his composure at this time. He twisted his body and dived quickly. When the thing was about to fall to the bottom of the river, he picked it up.

When I got it warm, it turned out to be a bronze medal.

Zhang Biao didn't have time to take a closer look and quickly surfaced.

Sure enough, several water monsters appeared on the boat, lying behind Yu Ziqing and others, and controlled them to jump into the water.

The ghost has no spirit, only obsessed with the living, and has no fear. After losing control, he immediately wants to harm others.

Whoosh!

At this time, the True Yang Fire on Mo Wen's knife had not yet been extinguished. Under the control of Zhang Biao, it flew out and circled, killing all the water charms.

Then he swam hard and jumped into the boat.

At the same time, noon has passed, the thick fog on the river has dispersed, you can feel the blazing sunshine, and the remaining water charms have also disappeared and escaped into the spiritual world.

"What happened?"

Only then did Tie Wang and his family members wake up. They felt the bone-chilling coldness and asked, trembling all over.

Zhang Biao sat on the bow of the boat and gasped: "It's okay, just take off the blindfold."

Everyone opened their blindfolds and looked at the blue hellfire that had not yet been extinguished on the river, looking at each other in astonishment.

"Mom, what's behind you?"

"There's one behind you too!"

The water charm dissipated, and the remaining charms formed white figures behind everyone.

"It's okay, just scrape it off and give it to me later."

Zhang Biao warned and turned to look into the distance.

On the several cargo ships opposite, both the Paijiao and the Tiandimen disciples had suffered heavy losses. Less than half of them survived, and they were looking at him with fear in their eyes.

Zhang Biao sneered, and suddenly the black mist exploded, and a black shadow quickly passed across the river.

Reappeared, already on the bow of the opponent's ship.

Wow…

Everyone immediately backed away in fright.

Su Wanniang sighed, stepped forward and cupped her hands: "Mr. Tai Sui, we are being coerced by Zhou Ke, please show mercy."

The leader of Fengmen, Yin Tiancheng, had just been bewitched by the water charm and fell into the water and drowned. One of his disciples rolled his eyes and quickly knelt down and kowtowed.

"Tai Sui Immortal Master, that Zhou Ke coerced us was for the Daye Imperial Mausoleum. We are willing to exchange this secret for our lives."

"oh?"

When Zhang Biao heard this, he became interested. It was not easy to attract the attention of Yanjia Sect disciples.

He nodded, "It's okay to let you go."

As he said that, he turned to look at the lake, "Help me find something in the lake first."

…………

Half an hour later, Zhang Biao, carrying large and small bags, sailed away with Yu Ziqing and others.

Looking at their disappearing figures, everyone in Tiandimen breathed a sigh of relief and looked at each other.

"Master Zhou Xian is dead, what should I do?"

"If I go to Luzhou, I'm afraid I will be angry..."

"Go to Huaizhou!"

Su Wanniang looked to the south and said firmly: "With Zhou Ke's appearance, the Yanjia Sect may not be much better. If he goes to Luzhou, he will definitely die."

"I heard that Uncle Jingmen Chang Geng was starting a new business in Huaizhou, so we went to help. In troubled times, at least we can join forces to keep warm..."

"Yes, go to Huaizhou!"

Everyone had a goal and immediately set sail, even those disciples of the Paijiao were no exception.

On the other side, Zhang Biao and others bypassed the Yongding River and entered the Qinglong River again. Half an hour later, a river beach appeared in front of them.

"Brother Zhang, that's Shilipo!"