Mirroring the changes

As soon as the words fell, they were responded by an unknown liquid that suddenly splashed over.

"Ah!"

"What the hell is this!"

"Why does it smell like urine!"

"Screech~!"

A ghost was touched by the liquid and immediately showed a painful expression.

"What's going on?"

"What is this?"

The Ghost Cult is best at controlling ghosts, resentful souls, etc.

Most of the spells used are also achieved through controlling souls.

Therefore, many people summoned various ghosts at this time.

These ghosts are immune to damage from magic weapons, but can cause mental attacks on the target.

Mental damage is the most difficult to defend, and it is difficult to recover once it is injured.

The Ghost Cult also gradually rose in southern Xinjiang by this.

But now, I don't know what the other party sprinkled.

It can actually cause damage to ghosts.

Wherever the liquid touches, white smoke will instantly emerge, as if it is burned.

"Urine smell! It's boy's urine!"

"Now even the ghost energy can't be condensed."

At this time, a member of the church suddenly shouted.

Ghost Candle Venerable was shocked. The boy's urine has a strong yang energy and is one of the spiritual objects that restrain ghosts.

"What?"

Before he could react, more boy's urine fell from the sky.

Swish, swish, swish~

"Amitabha."

"Dear guests, I came uninvited. I am sorry for not welcoming you."

"I am sorry."

I didn't know when a handsome monk stood on the tree, with a smile on his face.

He put his hands together and was polite.

And there were sparse figures behind him.

Each monk held a small bucket in his hand, and each of them had a meaningful smile on his face.

"Hehehe, Master's method is really effective!"

This method is exactly what the lonely Zen Master said before, a trick to deal with the ghost sect.

Although the monks in the Killing Temple are old and young, most of them are still boys.

Nowadays, there are not many sects as pure as this in the world of cultivation.

"It turns out that our Killing Temple is the natural enemy of the Ghost Cult!"

"I didn't expect my urine to be so powerful. I wasted it before."

"Ahaha, in terms of power, it has to be Junior Brother Li Sao!"

"I saw it with my own eyes just now. Once it was sprinkled, it bloomed all over the sky. All the ghosts that were touched were scattered."

Li Sao held the bucket and was very proud: "Just kidding, my Kongchao Zen Temple has a good background and strong yang energy."

"What I used just now was the boy's urine of Huaisheng, my new disciple of Kongchao Zen Temple."

"That taste, tsk tsk tsk~"

"Hehehe."

"Kongchao Zen Temple has successors!"

"Should I say it, Senior Brother Li Dan, what's wrong with your urine, it's not very powerful."

"When it's poured on the ghosts, it's like taking a bath, no change at all."

"Ahem, Junior Brother, you don't know, it was a dark and windy night..."

"Hehehe~"

The corner of Ghost Candle Venerable's mouth twitched.

He was baptized by seven heavenly tribulations, and only about 30% of his injuries were recovered.

Now being able to release three resentful souls is already his limit.

But just now, Li Sao poured a bucket of urine on him, and all three resentful souls disappeared.

"It's you!"

"Stinky boy, nothing good will happen if I meet you!"

Ghost Candle Venerable was feeling aggrieved: I ended up in this situation because of the Killing Temple.

First, in Xiangfei Valley, Li Chen saw through the flaws of the ghost ants.

The originally perfect plan failed in the end.

Later, the Ghost Cult used the "Swallowing Star Formation" to compete for luck.

As a result, not only did he not taste any luck, but his own luck was sucked away, and he had to endure seven thunder tribulations.

And now... he has to be poured with boy's urine.

Ever since I had an intersection with the Killing Temple, I have been walking on bad luck.

I, Ghost Candle, have provoked anyone!

"Wait, shouldn't they be fighting the peerless monster?"

"Why do they have the time to deal with the Ghost Cult?!"

Monkey Saint Yuan Bo had already realized that something was wrong: "We've fallen into a trap!"

Before he finished speaking, he turned around and ran away.

Just at this moment.

Shua~

A ray of light flashed in the sky.

The running Monkey Saint slowly stopped.

His face was ashen.

It was too late, too late.

As a monster, he had a natural keen perception ability.

Just at that moment, there was suddenly an irresistible majesty in the Killing Forest.

It seemed that it was born with the power to suppress the monsters.

"The Great Zhoutian Demon Subduing Formation!"

Yuan Bo's eyes were extremely cold, and his voice was even colder.

At this moment, he no longer had the calmness he had when he was chewing a peach.

"Trap?! This is a trap?!"

"Trap?! We've been tricked."

"But we clearly heard the cry of the peerless monster before."

"And there are fallen trees everywhere in the Killing Forest."

"Could it be that these were arranged by the monks of the Killing Temple?"

"It's the idiots of the Ghost Cult! They lied about military intelligence and missed the opportunity to fight."

"...If they are not of my kind, their hearts must be different!"

"It must be the Ghost Cult and the Killing Temple who are deceiving us."

"Kill them! Kill them!"

"Yes, skin them and pull out their tendons."

"Selling out my demon clan, the Ghost Cult must die."

More and more demon clans began to be filled with righteous indignation.

One by one, the demon clans shouted, and some even started fighting.

On the other hand, the Ghost Cult could not bear it any longer and immediately cursed:

"Damn it, a bunch of sons-of-bitches dare to be so arrogant in front of grandpa!"

"Will I, a human monk, be afraid of you beasts?"

"If it weren't for my ghost sect's help, how could you have gone from the Northern Wasteland to the Southern Xinjiang to show off your power??"

"You ungrateful thing deserves to be locked up in the woods!"

"They are now restricted by the formation and are no match for us!"

In the space of a few breaths, the fragile alliance fell apart.

The two sides are at war with each other, and the smell of gunpowder is getting stronger and stronger.

Monkey Saint squinted his eyes and his thoughts changed rapidly:

At the killing conference, the Ghost Sect suffered a big fall.

Even the Ghost Holy Son Gui Ying and one of the Four Great Venerables, Venerable Qing Nightmare, were captured by the Sansheng Temple.

One is a newly rising force in southern Xinjiang, and the other is an established force in southern Xinjiang.

There is naturally an irreconcilable contradiction between the two.

In other words, it is absolutely impossible for the Ghost Sect to cooperate with the Sesshou Temple.

The reason for the current situation is probably due to the ways of the Sesshoji Temple.

The real purpose of the Sesshou Temple is actually the Longevity Villa!

That's why I tried my best to lure them all into the killing forest, and then trapped them with the "Great Zhoutian Demon Subduing Formation".

Too careless, too careless.

ε=(ο｀*)))Alas.

The peaches are no longer fragrant.

BBQ.

"Let's talk about that peerless demon..."

"Amitabha."

"What kind of peerless monster?"

"I, a disciple of the Killing Soul Temple, have been in the Killing Forest these past few days, and I have never heard of any great monster."

“┗|｀O′|┛Ouch~~”

At this time, the farewell people on the tree looked up to the sky and roared.

There is thunder in the sound, which is shocking.

It was the cry that echoed through the killing forest before.

"Amitabha."

"How about the Buddhist Lion Roarer, little monk?"

Phew~

Monkey Saint couldn't hold it back and almost vomited blood.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Venerable Guizhu seemed to be in a daze, shouting uncontrollably:

"These are all Sesshouji's words!"

"There must be a great monster in the Killing Forest!"

"Peerless Great Demon, come out, I have already seen you!"

"Come out quickly!"

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Thanks to the book friend: someone is 24 years old for the reward. Two years are just right, and three springs are just waiting for reading.