Chapter 2395 (1/2)

The wind, very light, light is difficult to detect, but the killing intention in the wind, but people have to be aware.

Whoo!

When the breeze blows across the river, Bai Xiaosheng and others may not notice that it is too big, but when it passes over Ruchen's face, Ruchen's brows are tight and wrinkled.

Ruchen quickly glanced around. At the same time, the cassock in his body was slightly bright, emitting a strong divine consciousness, and looked around madly.

What is strange to him is that there is no abnormality around him.

But the more so, it made him more alert and confused.

Is it hard, nobody?

But if there is no one, in the breeze, how can there be a cold sense of killing?!

”Don't be afraid of ghosts knocking at the door in the middle of the night. As a Buddhist disciple, shouldn't that be the case? What are you afraid of? ”

However, when Ruchen was very surprised, a cold voice suddenly came into his ears.

”Who!” Such as dust suddenly cold in the heart, the whole person is also very alert to look around.

But unfortunately, we can only hear its sound, but we can't see its shadow.

”Little mouse, why hide your head and show your tail even if you come out to talk?” Can't find, such as the dust simply words, obviously, don't want to expose their invisible facts, don't want to expose their invisible each other's panic.

”Show up? What can you do if you show up? ”

As soon as the voice fell, dozens of figures suddenly rushed towards Ruchen.

Ruchen hurriedly lifted the staff in his hand, blocked it in front of him, pinched it with two fingers and patted it, and a golden Buddha light suddenly jumped out through the staff, straight to more than a dozen figures.

Just before the golden light reached a dozen figures, the dozen figures suddenly stopped in mid air!

The next second, it is a number of body shape suddenly fall from the sky!

”No, it's an illusion!” Ruchen also reflected it for the first time and drank in panic. At this time, it was too late to use the staff to protect himself. The cassock in his hand hurried out of bursts of light, and various Buddhist texts could be seen rising from the light.

”Give me a lift!”

A cold drink, such as the voice of dust anger!

”You're a wool!”

With the same cold drink, more than a dozen figures suddenly hit with a black air.

The Golden Buddha light confronts the dark spirit!

At the top of the dusty head, it was isolated.

”Broken!”