My golden finger is delicious

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Wu Ding watched Xiao Qian leave.

With his strength, keeping Nie Xiao Qian was just a matter of fighting.

But he still let her go.

Although he was very upset to be deceived like this.

Faced with such a desperate resistance, coupled with the idol filter, he still softened his heart.

Nie Xiao Qian was right.

If Wu Ding and Wu An Wang’s character settings were true.

He boasted that he had killed his grandmother and wanted to bravely enter the city of the dead, he would not be unable to deal with these ghosts and formations.

If you don’t want to waste your energy in vain.

You can reach your destination directly with a turn.

Wu Ding looked at the ghosts approaching, and in addition to sighing, Nie Xiao Qian’s self-protection wisdom.

More importantly...

"This song is good!"

Sound attack is a very common way of attack.

Using songs to perform ghost-controlling spells.

It is also a very common group attack method.

It’s just two common combinations.

There are too few people who can use them.

It requires strength, high musical literacy, and a good song with magic.

This song of summoning spirits by Nie Xiaoqian.

It has a strong purpose and drive.

Very useful!

Wu Ding, who watched the whole process of casting the spell, directly wrote down the song.

He plans to experiment with it later.

Among the spells he first realized with Shengmu Mandui, there were no similar attack spells.

There are songs for sacrifice.

But as usual, they are sacrifices to gods and to please heaven and earth.

At that time, I didn't think so much, and I chose the path closest to the target.

Now that my vision is broad, I have some feelings.

For example, playing the piano and whistling, talking and laughing, all the ghosts are wiped out...

"Master, no matter how good this song is, can you handle the current situation?"

Wu Ding is learning new spells in his mind.

King Wu'an has been waiting for the next step for a long time.

Wu Ding is still thinking with his eyes closed.

This is very anxious.

"They? It's a piece of cake." There are many solutions.

Lightning or fire spells have repeatedly proved their extraordinary effects.

However... there are also many innocent people's bones under this tomb of ten thousand souls.

It's better not to cause too much damage to the environment.

"Let the professionals come at this time."

Among all the supernatural ability systems, the most restraining ghosts is still the Buddhist skills.

Although the effect of lightning and fire is not bad.

But with the same effect, the Buddhist skills are more labor-saving and more targeted.

Look at Yan Chixia jumping up and down with a sword, and he was covered in his face.

Ning Caichen, this useless scum, dared to rush around with a copy of the Diamond Sutra, and finally he was unscathed.

Did Wu Ding practice Buddhism?

Of course not.

If Taoist practice is considered a combination of arts and sciences.

Buddhism focuses on cultivating the mind, it's like a class of liberal arts students.

You have to know addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, but you can't pass the reading comprehension.

You are not qualified to go out and say that you are a Buddhist disciple.

Wu Ding has no time to study this for the time being.

But, he has a cheat.

Wu An Wang pulled out a string of Buddhist beads out of thin air.

As soon as the string of Buddhist beads appeared, the vines and blood that were still sticking to their bodies a second ago began to retreat quickly.

Only the formation that bound their feet was still trembling.

This is just the effect of taking it out!

It hasn't been activated yet!

Wu An Wang's eyes were straight.

When he beat the grandmother, he also threw out a string of Buddhist beads.

That is also a secret treasure collected by the royal family.

At that time, it hit the grandmother, just making the grandmother spit a little more skin.

Compared with this one now, it is simply two levels.

By the way, you already have such a magic weapon, why didn't you use it when you beat the locust tree spirit before?

Seeing the doubts of Wu An Wang, Wu Ding smiled and answered.

"I can't fully play the effect of the Buddhist beads."

In Wu Ding's hands, these Buddhist beads are completely a pearl in the dark, and the treasure is covered in dust.

A top-level magic weapon with both offensive and defensive capabilities.

It has fallen to the point of being mainly used for defense, passive defense and counterattack, and -70% attack power.

The Black Mountain Old Demon is the type that can use big moves at any time, and can also attack physically from a distance.

Just don't bully the little beads.

What? Where did you say this Buddhist bead came from?

"It came from a gift from a high monk."

The ellipsis is very interesting.

What did you omit.

"High monk?"

"Master Fahai is a master who subdues demons and monsters. He punishes evil and eliminates evil, and subdues demons and monsters."

Very good, I know what words you omitted.

Wu Ding used his magic power to stir up the Buddhist beads that didn't quite match.

Maybe the surrounding environment stimulated the beads too much, or maybe the Buddhist beads also took on the violent temper of the previous owner.

It was just a try-and-see move.

But it made the Buddhist beads stand up.

For a moment, the Buddhist beads in his hand were shining brightly.

The muttering Buddhist sound echoed in the world.

The sound of compassion and kindness healed this scarred land.

Some wandering ghosts in the distance have regained some consciousness under the influence of this sound.

The evil ghosts closer.

However, they can't stand this peaceful and quiet sound.

They all have ferocious faces and painful expressions.

If the Buddhist chanting made them uncomfortable.

Then the golden light emitted by the Buddhist beads is just roasting them on the fire.

The soft golden light shines in this area.

Wu Ding and King Wu'an are the only two living people.

It feels as comfortable as the warm sun in winter and the cool breeze in summer.

All the negative haze inside and outside the body is dispelled in one breath.

It's like a domineering and gentle person said to you: Take it, brother/sister will not allow you to be unhappy.

This extraordinary display of power of Buddhist beads.

There is also a sense of impatientness that "I can finally show off my skills."

It's not Wu Ding's illusion.

But the Buddhist beads really convey such a feeling.

If Buddhist beads could personify people.

Probably...

[What kind of broken place is this? 】

[Why are there so many evil spirits? ! 】

【What a dirty thing! ! 】

[What are you waiting for? Why don’t you destroy them quickly? ! 】

【Get out of the way! You stand down and let me come on! 】

【Look at me, bah bah bah bah! 】

[Look, I’m awesome, I should have been fucked long ago! ! 】

Wu Ding:…………

Well, um... just be happy with it.

By the way, this Buddhist bead must have been in Fahai's hands for a long time.

After all, Fa Hai seems to prefer using golden bowls and scepters.

Otherwise, the prayer beads would not be given to him as a "witness of friendship."

"I hope Miss Xiaoqian is not scared."

In the golden light and Sanskrit sounds of Buddhism, these ghosts and monsters are around.

Either the screams were completely dissipated under the golden light.

Or he finally escaped from the attack range in embarrassment.

After clearing everything around.

The prayer beads walked around in a circle with satisfaction, collected their magical powers, and landed on Wu Ding's hand.

There was no dullness at all, just a flash of golden light.

[I’m so awesome! 】

Fo Zhu, who hates evil and hates evil, is ready to continue to show off his talents.

It could be seen that this place was simply waiting for him to save it!

The Buddha beads do not care about the current owner who has no Dharma cultivation at all.

Completely use Wuding as a power bank.

"Yes, yes, you are the most powerful."

"Immortal Master?!" King Wu An looked horrified, in this place that is prone to being haunted.

The only living companion suddenly spoke to an invisible being and said, "You are the most powerful."

It's scary.

Which evil spirit is this that didn’t get away completely?

Why can't he see it? !

"It's him." Wu Ding pointed at the Buddhist beads.

"I'm afraid this kid has some spirituality."

It has not yet produced a weapon spirit, it just has some independent emotions and consciousness.

For example, what Wu Ding said to him now.

He didn't respond.

Otherwise, judging from the little outburst of temper just now.

No matter what, I have to refute it.

He is not a child.

Baigui Yakou's demeanor was completely gone.

The point formation method under the feet is of course not a problem.

It has long been purified.

After Wu Ding and King Wu'an repaired it.

At the same time, he turned around and held down the stone wall.

The next second, the world was spinning.

What they saw was a pitch-black land and a blood-red sky.

The extremely cold feeling swept through the body instantly.

If the coldness level of Tomb of Ten Thousand Souls was 3 before, it is now 10!

A man as full of energy as King Wu An immediately froze.

Not just people, but souls were frozen together.

A living person here... can't hold a stick of incense.

This cannot be sustained. It turns out that it does not mean that you must evacuate after burning an incense stick.

But can live a stick of incense.

Wu Ding has some cultivation skills and is fine for the time being.

Seeing that King Wu'an looked unhappy, he immediately put the beads on him.

"Hoo~" The rescued King Wu'an exhaled a long breath.

"You didn't bring a Buddhist scripture or anything?"

"Everything I choose is a weapon."

King Wu'an scratched his head in embarrassment.

Like a newbie who adds wrong points.

It was used to hit grandma, and the string of prayer beads was also brought because it was small enough to be hung in the pocket.

He really didn't want to choose a treasure like a scripture that was easy to break and fall off.

In the concept of King Wu'an.

How to fight monsters with a book? He is not a monk and cannot chant sutras.

Is it possible to slap a monster in the face with a book (right)

"It seems that among the magic weapons, some have special skills." The double swords in King Wu'an's hand, the whip on his waist, and the boots under his feet did not provide him with adequate protection.

"You should take the prayer beads with you. I'll save you the trouble by attaching the talisman."

Wu Ding charged the beads again.

The small prayer beads immediately began to shine brightly.

But this time he seemed to know that his mission had changed.

It only emitted a faint light, turned on the "power saving" mode, and protected King Wu'an alone.

"What about these?"

As two big living people stepped into the city of vain death.

It's just like cold water gradually pouring into a hot oil pan.

The hot feelings are also particularly ghostly in this cold place.

Look at the evil spirits coming one after another.

This number is much more exciting than the Tomb of Ten Thousand Souls.

And one by one, they have black robes, black veil, black faces, and black skeletons.

The clothes are neat and uniform, just like the real ghost soldiers of the underworld.

The old demon from Montenegro pays great attention to character design.

But what’s fake is fake.

No king of Hades is as virtuous as you.

"No wonder grandma and Xiaoqian didn't tell me how to find the old demon from Black Mountain after entering the City of Death... This is too obvious."

There is no sun, moon or stars in the entire city of Fu Si.

Only the blood-red sky reflected some light.

The only light source allowed in the entire City of Fushou was the blood lantern hanging at the door of the dark palace.

That is the palace of the Black Mountain Old Demon.

And the Black Mountain Old Demon's true form is not covered.

Behind the palace, there is a pitch-black mountain range that stretches for tens of thousands of kilometers.

That is the Black Mountain Old Demon.

This is not like the huge body that Grandma has transformed into.

The true form of the Black Mountain is just that huge.

He is this mountain!

He is the thousand-year-old demon catalyzed by the countless resentful spirits of this mountain!

"Master, should we just rush over?"

"Others have given us a warning, so we should not be stupid and reckless. It is still necessary to say hello."

Wu Ding took out another cassock.

The vast Buddhist aura immediately made the surrounding black soldiers who were rushing in quickly stagnate.

"This... is another treasure of Master Fahai?"

How much wool did you fleece from him?