Chapter 572 (1/2)

The old man in the tree hole murmured. Suddenly he flew up and fell heavily to the ground. His face showed a painful expression. He stared at the virtual shadow and said, ”you can't defeat me!”

The shadow snorted coldly, and the sound was like coming from the hell of the nether world, which made people feel creepy. He said in a vicious way: ”my Lord, give up the resistance. I broke your hands and feet. The next step is to dig your eyes, cut your tongue, draw your tendons, and peel your skin until you yield.”

”Ha ha...” The old man laughed, ”my body is your body. You are just a wisp of magic in my heart. If you lose this body, you will die. ”

”Hum! You don't cry when you don't see the coffin! ” Xu Ying was very angry, and a snake shaped sword appeared in his hand and stabbed forward.

”Sen!”

The sword breathed and puffed, and cut off one little finger of the old man. After the little finger was cut off, it didn't bleed, it was crystal flesh and blood. Seeing this scene, Zhang Jun was surprised. What kind of constitution is this?

The old man did not change his face and said in a loud voice: ”demon of the heart! You are just a devil on my way to practice. I will refine you sooner or later. Don't be complacent

Zhang Jun was even more shocked. An idea of the old man could be manifested in the real world, forming a humanoid monster with independent consciousness, which showed that he had reached the level of being a saint! Or that is to say, he is stepping over the threshold of becoming a saint, but now he encounters a demon in his heart. Is this the disaster of the supernatural? It's horrible!

Xu Ying was very angry. With a long cry, he struck the old man's left ear with his sword.

”Sen!”

The old man's left ear fell to the ground, but there was no blood.

Zhang Jun couldn't see it any more. He thought for a while and took out the pestle from his pocket behind his waist. He thought that the pestle had collected eight war spirits. He didn't know if he could defeat the devil. When he thought about his experience in the devil Kingdom, he thought that the pestle was still very powerful and might be able to suppress each other.

He thought about it for a while. Seeing that the devil was about to cut off the old man's other ear, he gave a big drink and said, ”Hey, you're finished!”

With that, he took the pestle and strode over, his eyes wide open, ready to urge the pestle to meet the enemy.

Virtual shadow suddenly turns around, translucent face is actually clear at the moment, but it is not very stable. He stares at Zhang Jun fiercely: ”little doll, you don't care about me, or I'll kill you with a sword.”

”Kill me?” Zhang Jun grinned, and his heart moved. He heard the ”hum” and a white light rose from the demon subduing pestle. The white light, like a lotus flower, suddenly blooms. Seven white lights rise from the stamens and rush up into the sky, turning into seven battle spirits.

The seven souls of war were surrounded by Zhang Jun, each of them was murderous and full of fighting spirit.

As soon as Xu Ying's face changed, he called, ”Dharma protector!”

Seeing Zhang Jun, the old man wanted him to leave in case of any accident. However, when he saw the magic pestle in Zhang Jun's hand and the means he used to subdue demons, his eyes brightened slightly, as if thinking of something. However, he did not speak and remained silent.

Zhang Juncai doesn't know what the ”Dharma protector” is, but since it can bluff the other party, it shows that it is still very powerful. He walked forward a few steps, stood with the old man and said in a loud voice, ”devil, you'd better leave at once, or I'll kill you directly by using the means of subduing demons!”

”Joke!” The devil said contemptuously, ”you little monk, how dare you threaten this demon king! You are in front of me, just like a mole ant. If it wasn't for the pestle guarding you, I would have been dead! ”

The old man burst out laughing and said to the empty shadow, ”devil, are you blind? You and I share the same wisdom. Don't say you don't recognize that this is the most precious Buddhist pestle. ”

The virtual shadow immediately shook a few times, and then heavily hummed: ”is again how? This little generation can't do it at all. ”

”Is it?” Zhang Jun grinned and was in a very good mood. He heard from the old man's voice that the pestle should be able to restrain the devil.

When he thought about it, the seven souls who were purified by the light of Buddha suddenly roared like thunder, and they suddenly rushed at the demon with hundreds of millions of gold. The devil was so angry that he suddenly grew into more than ten meters tall. Then he opened his mouth and swallowed the seven Spirits of war in one bite.

After swallowing the soul of the war, he belched, then laughed wildly, and asked the old man, ”how?”

With a smile on his face, the old man said, ”you are so bold that you even eat Dharma protectors of Buddhism.” With that, his momentum changed.

Before that, he looked listless and weak. But at this time, his spirit and spirit had reached the strongest state, forcing Zhang Jun to retreat and dare not get too close to him.

The devil was surprised and roared, ”you've been pretending all the time!”

”Devil, you are just a wisp of evil thoughts of my Lord. If I can't help you, I can draw with you. Over the years, the reason why I show weakness everywhere and swallow my anger is nothing more than waiting for the opportunity. If you swallow the Dharma protectors, you have to divide at least 10% of the magic power to refine and suppress them. Do you think the hand in this state is still my opponent? ”