Following the Caucasian monk's chanting, a layer of faint golden light appeared on the Buddhist scripture in his hands. It was solemn and holy, this was what normal people would see.
And if there were cultivators who had opened their Eye Aperture, they would be able to see the Caucasian monk's enormous mental energy pulling on the Buddhist scripture's face. The scripture turned into solid golden Runes, each of them the size of a fingernail, covering the sky and covering the earth as they shot towards the resentful ghost.
When the ghost general Suffering Spirit's illusion faced the Buddhist Scripture Runes, it immediately dispersed like smoke being blown away by a gale.
The illusion was slowly dispelled, but the passengers in the carriage were still in a strange state. They were different from Shuhang Shuhang's carriage, they had been shrouded in the illusion for too long, and the ghost general Suffering Spirit had extracted a portion of its energy, so they were still in a state of confusion.
"Squeak … …" The ghost general Suffering Spirit let out a sharp cry, and retreated. It had recovered a bit of energy with great difficulty, but it was melted by the Caucasian monk again, and its body was even weaker than before.
If this continued, it would be completely purified by the Caucasian monk in half an hour, and turn into ashes.
"Damn Caucasian devil!" The two men who rushed over saw this scene, and their hearts almost exploded.
The white-collared man took a deep breath, and in the next moment, the muscles on his body bulged, causing the suit that originally fitted him to burst open. If not for the fact that his skin color didn't change, he would look like the Hulk had transformed.
After transforming, he was twice as strong as the Caucasian monk, just a bit shorter. Then, the white-collared man crashed towards the Caucasian monk like a chariot.
Along the way, the normal passengers in his way were sent flying … …
And his companion was very cooperative, in the instant before he transformed, he threw out eight needle-like objects, and destroyed all the surveillance cameras in the train.
Even if he was a ghost cultivator, he wouldn't want to expose himself in front of everyone's eyes. As for the passengers in the carriage, they were still in a state of confusion, so it wasn't a problem.
After destroying the surveillance cameras, the normal man held a bone magical treasure in his hand, and started to control the ghost general Suffering Spirit.
The ghost general's intellect wasn't high, and could only use 50-60% of its strength when it was free. If someone was controlling it, its destructive power would multiply.
The normal looking man used the bone magical treasure to control the Suffering Spirit, so that it wouldn't fight the Caucasian monk head on and waste its energy. The ghost general automatically retracted the energy used to cast the illusion, and waited for an opportunity.
At the same time, the ordinary man took out a small bottle. This bottle contained the ashes of a low level Flame Ghost.
The so-called Flame Ghost referred to the resentful ghosts that were burned to death, corresponding to the Water Ghost. The Flame Ghost needed to be a martial artist with vigorous Qi and blood. Only after suffering a great injustice and being burned alive by fire would there be a certain chance of forming.
Low level Flame Demons had low intelligence, and only knew how to attack like a mad dog. However, through its ashes, it was possible to control the target it attacked.
The bottle was opened, and Flame Demon came out. A low-level vengeful spirit like the Flame Ghost did not have a fixed shape. It was just a ball of burning will-o '-the-wisp, but it was extremely fast.
The ordinary-looking man ordered the flame ghost to attack the western monk through the bone ashes.
The Flame Ghost roared, howling as it attacked its target. Its speed was several times faster than that of the white-collared man. Although it moved later, it arrived first, and attacked the Caucasian monk's back even faster.
The Caucasian monk sensed the flame ghost's attack, and revealed a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth. He didn't stop chanting scriptures.
Boom!
The flame ghost bumped into the western monk.
However, the western monk wasn't injured in the slightest even though he didn't have any hair.
At this time, there was a thick layer of golden light between the flame ghost and the western monk, blocking all of the flame ghost's attacks!
When that layer of golden light lit up, it was as if heaven and earth were telling all living things about the Caucasian monk's past merits. Light of virtue protecting the body, no evil could invade!
Damn, just how many vengeful spirits and dead spirits had this Caucasian monk purified in his life?
The ordinary-looking man was greatly shocked.
It must be known that only by purifying the souls of a hundred people could it be called virtue. Only by purifying a thousand people could one have the light of virtue protecting the body. And this thick light of virtue around the Caucasian monk, he must have purified at least ten thousand people, right?
Because he knew that he had the protection of virtue, ordinary ghosts and monsters couldn't invade his body, the Caucasian monk just stood there and let the flame ghost crash into him.
Damn, why does a Caucasian monk have to be so dutiful? Even local monks don't have this kind of virtue, right? Right now in all of China, there are very few senior monks that have purified over ten thousand souls, right?
The ordinary-looking man hurriedly controlled the flame ghost, making it return. The opponent's light of virtue was so thick, ordinary ghosts didn't need to be taken out to embarrass themselves in front of him.
But … it was too late.
It was easy to come, but hard to leave. The Caucasian monk loudly chanted scriptures, and the seven scriptures turned into golden runes that wrapped around the flame ghost, revolving around its body.
In a short moment, the flame ghost's ghost fire was extinguished, revealing the image of a resolute looking man.
The illusory man originally had a malevolent expression, but following the revolving of the golden runes, his expression quickly calmed down. He revealed a carefree smile towards the Caucasian monk, and his body turned into particles of light, dissipating.
Bang!
The bottle containing the ashes of the flame ghost in the hands of the ordinary-looking man shattered, and the ashes inside scattered all over the ground …
"Roar!" At this time, the transformed Caucasian monk finally reached the side of the Caucasian monk, and fiercely smashed him with a Black Bear Crowning Tree.
The Caucasian monk still didn't move, standing there and enduring the Black Bear Crowning Tree of the Caucasian monk.
Bang!
The muscles of the transformed Caucasian monk weren't just for show, with a single hit, the bigger Caucasian monk was knocked back, even the chanting of scriptures stopped.
"Ah!" The Caucasian monk's attack succeeded, and taking advantage of the Caucasian monk's unsteady body, he smashed his fists towards the Caucasian monk's face.
The Caucasian monk smacked his lips, but revealed a happy smile on his face: "You're really a shy bee."
The attacking Caucasian monk was a little baffled.
"You guys took the initiative to hit me just now!" The Caucasian monk said proudly: "So, I can fight back. Master said, this is called self-defense! "
Finished speaking, the Caucasian monk clapped his palms: "Get lost, cow baby!"
Then, the Caucasian monk was easily swatted away like a fly, crashing into the subway wall.
Not only was this Caucasian monk proficient in Chinese, he was also proficient in some popular internet slang … even though it was an outdated slang from more than ten years ago. But it couldn't be denied that he was indeed proficient in Chinese!
"I already knew that there was someone controlling that powerful resentful ghost from behind. As the saying goes, one must eliminate all evil, if one doesn't eliminate the roots, it will grow again when the spring breeze blows! I'm going to kill the two of you! " The Caucasian monk was immensely proud, he made a fist technique stance, and said: "Come, you two shy bees!"
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Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Jiangnan District Subway Ultimate Free Fighting Competition, Line 5 District Competition.
Let's first introduce the contestants from both sides.
The home contestant was the Caucasian monk wearing a thick monk robe with six dots on his face.
The away contestants were the two contestants wearing a black suit and an ordinary t-shirt. That's right, this was an ultimate 2 vs 1 match! It was very unfair, but this was a free fighting competition, having no rules was the biggest rule!
The match had already begun!
The away contestant, the man in the black suit, was the first to attack. A beautiful collision! It could cause at least 100 points of damage!
However, the home contestant wasn't able to dodge the attack! That's right, the Caucasian monk forcefully endured this collision! Moreover, he wasn't injured in the slightest. Although it was only one round, it could be seen that both contestants were very strong.
The man in the black suit attacked again, this time with two fists!
Beautiful! The home contestant, the Caucasian monk, blocked this attack with two fists.
The Caucasian monk counterattacked, this was his first attack, and he used the Gorilla Swatting Flies!
Beautiful, 1000 points of critical damage. The man in the black suit was sent flying, crashing into the wall of the subway, unable to move.
He had ten seconds to stand up, if he didn't stand up after ten seconds, then he would be disqualified for this match.
Ten, nine, eight … four, three!
Oh, the away contestant, the man in the black suit, struggled to stand up, tenaciously. This time, he stood together with his companion, the t-shirt man.
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