Chapter 53 Red Lantern, Manor
When Song Yu heard this, all kinds of disgusting and perverted pictures suddenly appeared in his mind.
So, he quickly said: "You don't need to explain too clearly, I just have a look."
At this time, Su Xianlong said: "Kill him."
Obviously, Su Xianlong and others who were affected by the bloody gas at close range were also there. In a short time, he understood what was going on with the man in black robe in front of him.
"Let me do it."
Tang Mufeng said, then stretched his right hand on his back and walked forward, already holding a long black knife in his hand.
The others did not take action.
Xia Xuqian quietly made a gesture to signal everyone in the Special Affairs Bureau not to act rashly.
The man in black robe in front of him is not very strong, but he is confident that he can win.
Since Su Xianlong went to recruit reinforcements, he would not be a weakling.
"Where did you come from, this stupid boy? Su Xianlong wants you to die so much?"
The man in black robe laughed wildly, surrounded by black energy, and everyone's vision was blurred.
Tang Mufeng's handsome face showed no expression change, and his momentum increased step by step.
Soon, the distance between the two sides was less than five meters.
Tang Mufeng's lips moved slightly, as if he was mumbling something.
The next moment, his whole body turned into a series of phantoms and rushed towards the opponent.
The man in black robe sneered, and his whole body exploded with a bang.
Pieces of flesh and blood as big as fists flew all over the sky, overwhelming them.
Tang Mufeng frowned, and then his eyes flashed, and he slashed at the still intact cloak with a knife.
All the pieces of flesh and blood he touched along the way were chopped into pieces by Tang Mufeng.
A fierce intention spread in all directions.
Su Xianlong raised his hand, and an invisible barrier appeared, intercepting the pieces of flesh and blood flying toward everyone. Only dark red blood spilled on the ground.
Su Xianlong squinted her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.
But Tang Mufeng's attack caused changes in the cloak.
The cloak quickly retreated, revealing a figure.
The thin figure like a bamboo pole did not react at all, and then saw the light of the knife passing through the middle, and then his body fell to the ground in two places.
Next to him, Tang Mufeng's figure slowly disappeared like a phantom.
The real Tang Mufeng appeared next to the cloak.
Looking at the thin body that was split into two but strangely without blood, Tang Mufeng said: "This is a puppet." The others were obviously aware of it, and their expressions became solemn
.
A puppet has such strength?
The explosion just now was not very powerful. Of the people present, only the captains of the Special Affairs Bureau could not catch it.
If those pieces of flesh and blood cannot be hit, they will not cause damage.
But if you are hit, there will be more than just physical damage.
Song Yu could see through the video that the dark red blood on the ground was corroding the concrete floor, and big pits appeared.
This kind of suicidal attack must be a puppet.
"Keep going." Su Xianlong said.
Tang Mufeng returned to the team, and there was no trace on the knife.
However, he did not put away the knife and kept it in his hand.
As the crowd moved forward, Song Yu watched but became nervous unconsciously.
Since there can be one puppet, there can be ten hundred.
If a large number of puppets with such strength come up and explode themselves, can it really be easily dealt with?
And those pieces of flesh and blood were really disgusting. They actually stuck to the periphery of a human corpse and then exploded.
The surrounding atmosphere was a bit depressing, and everyone was more vigilant.
There was something wrong with the opponent's first attack. Although it was a suicide attack, it was more like a send-off.
Su Xianlong kept staring at the two dark red lanterns not far away.
That is the core of the entire area.
Ta-ta-ta, tap-ta...
a clear sound came.
Everyone stopped almost at the same time.
Ta-ta-ta, tap-ta...
the neat footsteps continued.
In just two breaths, a group of about a hundred ancient soldiers appeared in front of them.
They formed a phalanx and looked at everyone with a deathly look on their faces, their aura was astonishing.
"What is this? Still wearing ancient armor?"
Song Yu asked doubtfully.
He had an answer in mind, but he wasn't quite sure.
He knew too little about this world.
"They are Yin soldiers. Yin soldiers form a team, especially when they form a battle formation. Their ghost energy can be condensed together to fight the enemy, which makes them very difficult to deal with."
Bai Ying explained.
The Yu guards on the side looked at this scene, still silent, but a little ready to make a move.
"Amitabha..."
At this time, a Buddha's name came, and the old monk stepped out slowly, looking at the fierce battle formation of a hundred people with a look of sorrow on his face.
"You died on the battlefield. If you hadn't protected the safety of one party, you should have entered reincarnation and enjoyed the next life. However, evil cultivators used it to kill living beings and were contaminated with boundless evil spirits..." With a sigh, he clasped his palms together and faced the ghosts advancing neatly
. During the Qi Battle Formation, the string of Buddhist beads in his palm suddenly flew up, spinning around on his forehead.
A series of Sanskrit sounds suddenly sounded faintly.
And it's still growing.
Song Yu looked at the video on the Internet and felt that his whole mind suddenly became clear.
Um... It's a bit like entering the sage state.
Song Yu was too familiar with this situation.
Isn't this the effect of one's own bun minus the permanently enhanced soul?
It's just that this monk is even more powerful. He has this effect even across the Internet. If he were on site, it would have the same effect as the best steamed buns, right?
Moreover, it is a bit convenient to be able to make steamed buns by just talking about it for a while than wasting high-end ingredients on your own.
Song Yu secretly compared.
Bai Ying said in surprise: "I don't know where this monk comes from. He's a bit powerful."
But judging from her tone, this monk might be even more powerful than what he saw?
Song Yu looked at the hundred-man battle formation.
As expected, the aura of the hundred of them was faintly gathered together, resisting the attack of the Sanskrit sound.
But the Sanskrit sounds continued in an endless stream, washing over the battle array.
The hundreds of Yin soldiers were forced to stop at this moment, but the rich evil energy on their bodies was constantly being purified and weakened.
Such a scene made everyone feel excited.
A battle formation composed of hundreds of Yin soldiers is definitely a troublesome opponent, but the ability of Monk Tonghui is amazing.
But Su Xianlong frowned.
Then, under the puzzled eyes of everyone, he raised his hands to perform the sutras, with a serious look on his delicate little face, and silently recited the scriptures.
When Song Yu was guessing what kind of spell this was, he saw that the Yin soldiers suddenly began to tremble collectively, and then in everyone's surprised mood, their faces became calm and soothing, no longer ferocious.
After a few minutes, their eyes became more lively and no longer dull and bloodthirsty. They bowed to Su Xianlong and Tong Hui, and then turned into green smoke and dissipated.
Tonghui chanted the Buddha's name again and received the Buddha's power.
Su Xianlong glanced at the two red lanterns that were still swaying, and waved her hand: "We can't delay any longer. Solve these as soon as possible to see their purpose of delaying and consuming us." Only then did everyone realize that it turned out to
be Su Xianlong felt that Monk Tonghui was too slow on his own, and was worried that the other party was deliberately delaying.
Therefore, in the next two consecutive roadblocks they encountered, they all took action together to resolve the trouble as soon as possible.
In less than ten minutes, everyone had arrived in front of the house.
This is no ordinary house, but a mansion.
Top luxury homes.
In other words, it can be called a manor.
At the entrance of the small manor, two red lanterns were extremely conspicuous, bursting with Yin energy.
"Let's go in."
Looking at the open door, Su Xianlong hesitated slightly and took the lead in walking in.
(End of chapter)