The ghost general roared miserably, but Li Feipeng and Lin Fan had already escaped.

"Ingenious! Whoever comes today must die!" The ghost general's eyes were filled with madness and bloodthirsty excitement!

The alien is also the so-called awakened one!

Only the awakened one can truly hurt him, but killing the awakened one will also bring great benefits to it. Therefore, the ghost generals are very excited now because Li Feipeng is still very weak in his eyes. Killing Li Feipeng is simply a breeze!

Of course, Lin Fan heard the words of the ghost general, and he was immersed in shock. Many questions suddenly made him figure it out.

When they were in Nanshan Town, the ghosts were reluctant to attack. Lin Fan was a little suspicious at the time. Now it seems that the aura on Li Feipeng's body shocked the ghosts.

At this time, Li Feipeng was like a wounded beast. He used his hands and feet and ran in the jungle. The wounds on his stomach were clear and blood flowed out of it. But he didn't care at all, nor did he mean to leave Lin Fan.

Lin Fan smiled bitterly. No matter whether Li Feipeng is strong or weak, he is his best friend!

This will not change because of the opponent's strength, nor will it change because of the so-called bullshit bloodline!

As for Li Feipeng not explaining his bloodline problems, Lin Fan didn't care at all. Just like his own book of weakness, although he did not tell the other party, Li Feipeng is definitely his companion whom he will use his life to protect!

Just as Li Feipeng fled desperately and Lin Fan was thinking about it, the ghost general's body was suspended in the air, his mouth opened to an exaggerated level, and then he took a sudden breath!

Invisible sound waves surged out!

"Ah~~~~~" It's like a height of dolphin sound transiting!

The rocks exploded silently! The trees, flowers and plants turned into powder!

Lin Fan and Li Feipeng rolled to the ground in pain. They roared desperately, covering their ears, wishing they could stuff their ears!

Lin Fan rolled in pain, his seven orifices bleed, and he used his head to hit the big tree. The big tree was hit by him in an instant, and Lin Fan's head was bleeding, but he had no intention of stopping, and he used his head to hit other trees.

It seems that only this kind of pain can relieve the pain in his mind, and at this moment, Lin Fan wanted to die directly!

Li Feipeng was not much better. He roared wildly, destroying everything around him, as if only in this way could he get a little relief.

If they continue to do this, even if they don’t die, they will be shocked to become idiots!

Just as Lin Fan was struggling to control himself, a crisp bell rang leisurely.

"When~!"

Like the morning bell and evening drum, like the inspiration of enlightenment.

It is like the quiet sound of tranquility coming from the thousand-year-old ancient temple, and the crisp sound of the bell further reveals the quietness and peace in the ancient temple!

"When~!"

Lin Fan and Li Feipeng stayed on the verge of collapse. They breathed desperately, their bodies slumped on the ground, breathing greedily like a survivor after the disaster, feeling the beauty of life.

"A evil beast! How dare you hurt people here!" With a loud shout, it can be inferred that the owner of the voice must have a hot personality.

Lin Fan reluctantly turned his head and saw Li Feipeng, who was also silly smiling, and survived his death. The two guys still looked calm and gentle.

"Two donors, are you okay?" A tender voice came, and a bald head came into Lin Fan's eyes.

Monk?

Lin Fan was stunned and was instantly happy, and was saved!

Shaolin Temple has stood on Mount Song for thousands of years. With them here, there should be no problem in dealing with a ghost general.

"Yun Jin, give you two a purity pill." An old monk ordered, and the little bald man nodded immediately, took out the pill from his arms, and stuffed it into the mouths of Lin Fan and Li Feipeng.

The Qingxin Pill melted immediately, which immediately made Lin Fan's head feel much better as if he was torn, and at the same time, the signs of physical poisoning were relieved.

"A group of monks dare to come and care about my business?" Before Lin Fan could speak, the ghost general who had broken his kung fu rushed over.

"Subduing demons!" The old monk Baimei shouted, and the little monks beside him rushed up one after another. They had iron rods and demon-subduing pestle in their hands, and they greeted the ghost generals one by one.

Lin Fan had time to look at it at this time. The old monk looked about sixty years old and very strong, just like an ordinary bald old man. His identity could be judged from his monk's robes and the scars on his head.

The old monk brought more than twenty young monks, including middle-aged, young, and a few underages. Yun Jin was one of them.

"Thank you for helping me!" Lin Fan quickly saluted. My father taught me that such people should not be offended, and they must be pleased everywhere so that they can be comfortable!

The old monk waved his hand and said indifferently: "I thanked me eight hundred years ago, so don't be polite!"

The old monk was about to show off his makeup, but the other person shouted with shameless face, "Uncle Master, I can't beat you! Hurry up and support!"

The old monk blushed and was so angry that he shouted: "Set up the formation! You can't handle this. I want me to take you down the mountain. It's so embarrassing!"

Lin Fan kept laughing and secretly circulated the Book of Weakness. He was about to look at the old monk, but the other party read it as if he had noticed it. Lin Fan was so scared that he quickly calmed down and silenced the Book of Weakness.

"This old monk is so keen? Did he sense it?" Lin Fan felt that he was scaring himself, but he did not dare to use the Book of Weakness in the end.

Lin Fan helped Li Feipeng, and a big hole was dug out of the boy's body, but as if nothing had happened, Lin Fan directly tore off his clothes and gave Li Feipeng a big bandage.

"This old monk is not simple!" Lin Fan murmured with Li Feipeng in a low voice.

"Can they beat that demon?" Li Feipeng asked timidly, no longer the domineering aura he had when he was carrying Lin Fan and the ghost generals on his back.

Lin Fan was speechless and his heart was raucous, "If the momentum is wrong, let's run first!"

Li Feipeng smiled and nodded. As long as we are okay, it will be fine!

The old monk standing in front moved his ears, and he could hear the conversation between the two clearly. Seeing that he was being looked down upon, he immediately roared, "Eighteen Arhat Formation! Subduing Demons!".

The monks surrounding the ghost general immediately shouted, "Cheer!" Eighteen iron rods immediately flew out of their hands and killed the ghost general.

The old monk threw a large string of Buddhist beads in his neck out at this time, and in the next moment he wrapped the ghost general tightly.

The old monk took out a small clock from somewhere and turned around. He threw it into the air. The small clock emitted a brilliant golden light, illuminating the ghost general.

The ghost general seemed very scared and roared and struggled, but his body became smaller and smaller, and was soon taken in by the size of a palm-sized golden bell!

Lin Fan and Li Feipeng were stunned. The ghost general who was about to die was taken away in just a few strokes?

This old monk is amazing!
Chapter completed!