My Young Lord Is Really Righteous

One after another, evil shadows seemed to rise from the thick ink.

Even the heavy rain could not wash away the thick blackness. In the gloomy sky, the whole Gopher Street looked even more gloomy, as if it had become a road to hell.

quiet.

Deathly silence.

on the roof.

The novice monk, who was wearing a rotten monk's robe drenched by rain, stared at the black shadows emerging from behind the walking corpses with his eyes wide open.

There is something unbelievable deep in the pupil.

Not only novice monks, but also those evil cultivators wearing bamboo hats standing on the roof were horrified by the appearance of these evil shadows.

This is... shadow... shadow? !

Shami's face was full of weirdness. Looking at the evil shadows emerging from behind the walking corpses, those evil shadows seemed to have vitality.

Such a weird method really gave the novice a lot of insight.

Looking at Luo Hong in the rainstorm, wearing a mask, with silver hair flying all over his head, but his positive yang energy became brighter and brighter, even as delicate and charming as a scorching sun.

The novice showed a surprised and funny laugh.

"Interesting... this is really interesting."

"As expected of the son of Luo Rentu..."

The novice laughed and shook the silver bell in his hand violently, and the crisp sound exploded in the rain.

The frozen walking corpses broke free and moved!

Continue to rush towards Luo Hongfei.

The rainwater fell on the ground, polluted the soaked dust, gathered into streams, poured into the sewer, and was stinked by the sludge accumulated for many years.

Gopher Street was messy and disorderly. The rats in the sewers crawled out smelling blood. This was their favorite environment.

The smelly corpses of the walking corpses are poured in the rain, and the mice will scurry among the corpses, as if they are looking forward to a feast.

The evil king Luo Hong was born again.

With a low and hearty laugh, it seemed that the second side of Luo Hong's heart that had been suppressed emerged.

Luo Hong's silver hair fluttered, and he glanced at the novice with evil eyes.

Holding Zhao Donghan's long knife, bathed in the rainstorm, Luo Hong's white clothes were stained with blood and mud.

Faced with a group of walking corpses flying towards him, the evil king Luo Hong twitched his lips.

Snapped his fingers in the rainstorm.

Slap.

The rainwater around the fingers splashed and was blown into rain powder, like mist.

After that, the evil shadows transformed by the shadows of the walking corpses attacked one after another, biting the walking corpses, and for a while, the walking corpse army was in chaos.

Completely disturbed by these evil shadows that appeared.

The walking corpse fought and wrestled with the evil shadow transformed from its own shadow.

The long street drenched by the torrential rain suddenly became chaotic like a noisy vegetable market.

Luo Hong dragged the knife.

Walking through the pile of walking corpses step by step, it is like walking through flowers without a single leaf touching your body.

On the roof, Sha Mi narrowed his eyes. He never expected this scene. Those shadow-like things... actually held back his army of walking corpses.

This son... actually has the ability to form an army by himself!

"It's kind of like magic!"

"But this son... what the hell is the righteous yang energy? Is this a Taoist technique?!"

This uncoordinated feeling made the novice very uncomfortable.

He rang the silver bell, feeling that the sound of the bell seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him, and under the roof where he was standing, Luo Hong, dressed in white and with silver hair, was dragging a knife, looking at him with a half-smile.

"Vald donkey."

The evil king Luo Hong laughed.

The smile on Shami's face froze immediately, and then he narrowed his eyes, looking at Luo Hong who seemed to be a different person, with murderous intent surging between his eyes.

He hates people calling him bald donkey the most.

On the surrounding roofs, seven evil cultivators started their hands one after another. They braved the pouring rain and walked across the roofs with the agility of cheetahs.

They seemed to be hidden in the rain, blending with the rainstorm.

Rainy days and dark nights are the favorite environments for evil cultivators.

Whoosh!

A ferocious evil spirit erupted around them.

From the sleeves, a pair of extremely clean white blades washed by the rain were drawn.

The white blade exuded a cold light, and approached Luo Hong.

Six evil cultivators of the eighth rank, and one evil cultivator of the seventh rank attacked and killed them one after another. The murderous intentions were extremely dense, intertwined into a big impenetrable net.

They landed on the ground, taking uninterrupted small steps, without causing any splashes on the street that had accumulated a thick layer of rainwater.

Luo Hong dragged the knife and stood still.

Suddenly.

A white blade pierced out from the side, straight to Luo Hong's throat.

However, just as he was about to stab him, Xie Yi, Xie Er, and Di Shan's evil shadows emerged from their shadows.

The white blade stopped when it was an inch away from Luo Hong's throat, and the rainwater dripped on it and splashed brilliantly.

And that evil cultivator's neck had been twisted, and he died instantly.

Three seventh-rank martial arts evil shadows are like a solid and thick defensive wall.

Luo Hong dragged the saber straightened abruptly, and pushed forward, with the hilt as the head, shooting forward like a shooting star in a rainy night. Compared with his speed, the speed of raindrops falling from the sky was surprisingly slow. pointing fingers.

Boom!

The rain curtain like a bead curtain was blasted open a hole.

A Xiexiu with a bamboo hat had disbelief in his eyes, and his chest was hit by the handle of the knife thrown by Luo Hong. The power contained in the handle exploded in an instant, sinking Xiexiu's chest deeply.

This evil cultivator wearing a bamboo hat didn't even see Luo Hong's face clearly, so he was knocked into the air by the knife handle, and his body flew upside down through the air, across a distance of more than ten feet, and smashed hard on the roof. Smash half of the roof, and let the black tiles pour down, and the fall is endless.

The knife bounced back and was held in Luo Hong's hand.

Seeing this scene, the remaining four evil cultivators couldn't help but gasp.

In an instant, four eighth-rank evil cultivators died.

This Young Master Luohong is not as ordinary as in the legend!

escape!

The remaining four evil cultivators stopped rushing forward, tapped their toes on the ground, pulled out a series of black shadows, and planned to escape.

Xie 1, Xie 2, and Di Shan Xie Ying exploded like black mist and disappeared into the rainstorm.

When it reappeared, it actually emerged from the shadows of four retreating evil cultivators.

Such a weird method is even more evil than evil cultivation!

These evil cultivators were terrified, and they found out ridiculously that, it turned out that all of them together were not as evil as this example of righteousness in Anping County.

Step by step, Luo Hong walked up to those evil cultivators whose corpses were not completely cooled, squatted down, raised his hand, and caressed their eyelids, stroking their hard-to-close eyes.

And during this process, the evil energy in the bodies of these evil cultivators frantically poured into the evil beads in Luo Hong's dantian.

The more evil spirits poured in, the more radiant the righteous yang energy around Luo Hong became.

And Luo Hong also felt that his evil cultivation was getting stronger and stronger.

The miserable howl exploded in the rainy night.

The four evil cultivators could not escape after all, the evil cultivator of the seventh rank's ghost method was useless, he was swung by Dishan Xieying, and he kept throwing wildly. He was killed on the spot, extremely miserable.

on the roof.

The novice monk sank his heart and kept making seals.

Taking advantage of the time when the seven evil cultivators stopped Luo Hong, they completed the complicated sealing process.

After the knot seal was over, the novice monk's eyes were bloodshot, his palm was cut open suddenly, and blood flew across, mixing with the rain.

The falling raindrops were drawn and intertwined into a symbol in the air.

From the seal, a huge vermilion coffin suddenly fell down.

With a bang, it hit the roof vertically and was supported by the monk.

Sha Mi stared at Luo Hong and smiled coldly.

A slap was slapped on the vermilion coffin, the coffin lid was blown off, the evil spirit was strong, and the bronze light flourished!

A tall bronze corpse wearing armor, exuding black evil spirits all over, galloped out of the coffin.

"kill him!"

Sammy growled.

The copper corpse fell to the ground, and the ground was densely covered with depressions and cracks. The terrifying depression actually made the speed of rainwater stagnate.

This is Shami's trump card.

Boom!

The ground exploded, and the speed of the copper corpse was so fast that people had no time to react. The evil one and the two desires wanted to resist, but they were instantly smashed into black mist.

However, Luo Hong ignored the bronze corpse.

He raised his head, stared at the novice monk, raised his clean chin, and the rainwater gathered into a line along the half mask and flowed down.

"You bald donkey, you have no Buddha in your heart."

Luo Hong's words made the novice sneer with disdain.

Young master Luohong, do you still understand Buddhism?

The bronze corpse kept approaching.

The ground of the Gopher Street was continuously shattered by the trampling of the copper corpse, and the powerful punch pierced the rain curtain with holes.

Luo Hong's face was calm, and his spirit exploded.

The magic is activated, Thousand-Handed Evil Buddha!

hum...

The copper corpse stopped suddenly with a punch.

On the roof, the monk was also in a trance for a while, and then, a Buddha appeared in front of his eyes, with ten hands behind his back, like holding flowers, like making seals, the Buddha's light is overwhelming.

Wait until everything is clear.

Sammy found out.

Luo Hong, who was wearing a mask and dressed in white, appeared in front of him at some unknown time.

Looking at him with a half-smile, she spoke.

"There is no Buddha in your heart, if the Buddha does not cross you, then... I will cross you."

"Majestic Heavenly Dragon, World Honored One Ksitigarbha!"

Um?

Sammy was taken aback.

The next moment, the long knife was stabbed lightly by Luo Hong, white in, red out, piercing the heart of Shami.

Between heaven and earth.

The torrential rain is still pouring.