Supernatural: A poor monk becomes stronger after crossing ghosts

Standing in front of Hongyi was Viscount George.

At this time, he still smiled calmly: "My innate ability, the blood soul realm, how is it?" "

As long as there is enough blood, you can do whatever you want." As

he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed at it, and the

blood on the ground was gathering again.

A blood-colored skeleton will appear.

"Want beautiful women?"

A female zombie covered in carrion appears.

Hongyi ignored him, raised his hand and slammed his fist into the blood-colored skeleton, shattering in response.

It's just, weirdly.

In less than a few seconds, the maroon blood wriggled down.

The scarlet skeleton slowly stood up again.

"Hehe, all creatures in the realm can't be killed, but... He can kill you—" Viscount George sneered and raised his hand.

The cage slowly dissipated.

"Roar, roar!" a

group of terrifying creatures slowly formed.

"Enjoy! It's a wonderful experience to watch yourself being slowly torn apart

!" "Amitabha!"

These monsters should all be illusory, and the Sky Eye Eye does not have any information feedback.

Unreal, unkillable,

interesting! The corners of

Hongyi's lips curled. Raise your hand and smash the blood-colored skeleton next to it again.

Draw out the dragon pattern knife behind your back.

At this time, Viscount George suddenly felt a familiar... Dark forces.

The breath

, the taste

, the same kind,

followed by a palpitation.

That's when I found out.

The moment the little monk in front of him took the knife, the light power that was originally annoying on his body disappeared, and a strong dark power came out of his body.

He was a little confused.

This monk is a fellow practitioner

, and the monk turned his face and showed a cruel smile of playfulness, at least in his eyes, the monk smiled very strangely.

"Demon refining the common people!" I

vaguely heard the little monk raise his knife and mutter.

And then.

He didn't dare to look at it.

Because the little monk slashed.

It was a full 40 meters long, and all the blood-colored creatures were gone wherever the blade passed.

The scariest thing is.

There seems to be less blood in the field.

The vanished creatures, the condensed blood vanished out of thin air.

Who can withstand this,

even if the prince comes.

The entire Blood Soul Realm consumes his source blood, and usually the energy is weakened at most, but the blood will not be less.

What the hell is this skill.

Blood drawer.

In just a few minutes, the monk slashed a total of ten times, each of which seemed to be poked in the heart of Viscount George.

At this time, in the entire blood soul space, there was no longer a single creature condensed.

Hongyi slowly put away the knife.

The whole person's breath instantly became peaceful.

A faint Buddha aura lingered.

Viscount George was really convinced, this is a monster, a combination of angels and demons?

The monk came to him.

"Hey, hey... Filled with the blood of angels and demons at the same time, the taste must be special. As if he had made some kind of decision, Viscount George said with a smile: "Noble Viscount of the Protoss, he will sacrifice his life for a hundred years in exchange for the power of the Ancestor.

It's just that in Hongyi's eyes, this smile is a bit reluctant.

If the viscount knew about it, he would definitely scold.

Nonsense, 100 years!

How much blood does Lao Tzu have to suck

? Can you not be reluctant?

Hongyi found that the vampire in front of him was constantly increasing his physical strength after the sacrifice.

Hmm, this will almost have the strength of Wang Laodao.

Not bad.

The kings are invincible under the shackles.

"Haha... Little monk, when I think of your blood, I can't bear it now. With a strange scream, Viscount George flew to Hongyi, opened his mouth with four sharp canine teeth, and was about to bite Hongyi's neck.

He now has an incredibly strong physical strength boost.

The little monk couldn't break free of his strong arm at all.

Haha!

The viscount couldn't help but smile and gradually became perverted.

It's just that.

What he never expected was.

This monk is a real man.

The monk is more powerful than him.

Now he was pressed to the ground with one hand, rubbing constantly, and he couldn't break free at all.

"Amitabha, donor, would you like to unravel the illusion?" Hongyi straddled his back and pressed his head with one hand.

"Hehe, how could the great Protoss bow their heads!" Viscount George did not admit it, and then sneered.

"Tut-tut... Donor, what a backbone!"

He was slightly stunned, how could this mantra be so familiar.

Then he saw the monk pull out a kitchen knife from behind his back.

Glowing kitchen knives.

"Tut-tu

"Tut-tut..."

"Tut-tut... Where's the vein?" Viscount

George was confused.

Seeing the blood in his body keep pouring to the ground, he wanted to hurry over and lick it

, my noble blood is too wasteful! This monk

is a devil! He actually released the blood of a vampire!

Don't you know that blood is my life?

"Brother, I can't solve it, solve it, can't I solve it?" Looking at the monk who kept gesturing on his neck with a kitchen knife, Viscount George was really afraid, even if he fell into the hands of the witcher, he would not torture himself like this, it was too terrifying.

"Tut-tut... Donor, you have to hurry up, I remember that the next step seems to be to peel the skin!"

Listening to the words that seemed to be a demon on his body, Viscount George couldn't help but shudder all over his body.

Hurry up and disarm the Blood Soul Realm.

At this time, Hongyi looked around, the surrounding environment changed back, and he arrived at the door of the villa again.

What about the master?

What about the witch hunter?"

"Apprentice, apprentice..."

At this moment, a voice came from behind, and Hongyi looked back.

It's a weird picture.

I saw Master Dust and the witch hunter hugging each other intimately, their faces staggered, leaning on each other's shoulders.

This....

"Shhh

The master broke the vow again!A

few minutes later.

"Apprentice, being a teacher is involuntarily, the situation at that time was dangerous and abnormal, the weather was cold, and the cold was biting! Do you want a weak woman standing alone in front of you, shivering with cold, and the monks are merciful, saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, can you turn a blind eye to the teacher?" Master Lichen sat cross-legged on the ground, his hands clasped together, looking majestic.

"Yes, the master is a high-ranking monk, and he naturally has deep concentration!" Hongyi pursed his lips and said against his will.

If it weren't for the lipstick marks on your face, the fugitive would still believe you.

"Master, what kind of illusion did you encounter?" Hongyi was a little curious.

This is, Viscount George raised his head weakly and said, "They should be lustful..."

Master Lichen and the witch hunter shouted in unison: "Shut up!"

Viscount George

: "...""How to deal with this vampire?" Hongyi asked with some difficulty: "Master, can vampires go to the West Heaven

?" After pondering, Master Lichen shook his head: "I don't accept it, right?"

Okay, Hongyi sighed.

It can only be handed over to the Paranormal Bureau.

But before that, there is an account to be calculated.

"Where's your phone?" he said to Viscount George, "Transfer me 651780, the car money, and..."