Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 24 Han Yu vs. Shura

The Liuli bottle couldn't come out to cause trouble at this time, so little Liuli used the power of the spirit of the utensil to suppress the bottle.

"What a mess this is. Aren't you two supposed to be one? And now you have different ideas."

Little Liuli also said helplessly in a baby voice, "This is its instinct to devour, not its thoughts."

His cousin had already opened his umbrella again and greeted him. Han Yu quickly came to his senses and followed him.

After passing through the eroded waterway and fireway again, the two came to the tomb chamber again.

This time the poisonous scorpion tail was much smarter. It smelled the scent of its natural enemy on the umbrella from a long distance and didn't dare to get close at all.

My cousin was sitting next to the well at this time. He dismantled the iron umbrella again and then took out all the remaining iron pieces in his arms.

His hands moved nimbly, and pieces of iron were pieced together, and soon an outline took shape. After a moment, a black dagger was put together.

Then he continued to piece together the pieces, and when the iron pieces were used up, he hurriedly pieced together another two.

"I can't be distracted for a while. I need to control the three flying swords to fight against the old bald donkey head-on, so you have to be careful."

After my cousin put away his flying sword, he gave instructions with a serious face.

Han Yu nodded seriously, and his cousin jumped into the well first.

After walking straight along the loop for a while, they arrived at the dungeon again. The dungeon scene at this time made the two of them change color.

The corridor outside the cell was littered with mummies, probably about thirty of them. Judging from their attire, they were all monks, and each of them still retained the fear they had in life.

Han Yu recognized the face of one of the young monks and said grimly, "This old bald donkey actually killed all the monks in his own temple."

My cousin also had a gloomy expression on his face. He nodded and sighed, "He must have been caught practicing the Hungry Ghost Path with living people, so he didn't plan to stay here. Now I'm afraid he will kill two of us and flee far away."

"That's right!"

A sinister voice echoed in the corridor.

An old monk came and walked slowly from the depths. He was the old bald donkey that the two were talking about!

The cousin looked at the old monk and suddenly said, "I remember when the senior came to our house, he was followed by a big monk named Xuanyin. It should be you!"

Old bald donkey, no, Xuanyin looked up at his cousin, a little surprised, "I didn't expect it to be a descendant of an old friend."

His cousin interrupted him and sneered, "You are not worthy of being called an ancestor of this family. You betrayed your master and ancestors, robbed your own master's grave, and even used living people to practice supernatural powers."

Xuanyin seemed to have been touched on a sore spot. He suddenly became agitated and shouted in a low voice, "What have I done wrong? I am his only disciple. He never taught me the cultivation method of the Hungry Ghost Realm. If he didn't give it to me, I would take it myself."

The cousin seemed to be deliberately provoking him, and sneered, "Because he knows that you have evil intentions, he left a portion of the hungry ghost cultivation method in my house to collect dust. The senior asked me to help find a successor, but he refused to give it to you. Are you angry?"

These words seemed to pierce Xuanyin's heart like a knife. She would rather let it gather dust than give it to you. These words kept echoing in her mind, and for a moment she seemed possessed.

After his cousin gave a wink, Han Yu understood and shot out three black daggers at the same time, stabbing Xuanyin's head, chest, and genitals respectively.

"How brave!"

When Xuanyin reacted, the dagger was already in front of him. He quickly put his hands together and a golden light appeared on him.

when!when!when!
After three collisions, Xuanyin was unharmed, and his cousin looked regretful, as he was just a little bit short.

Xuanyin was already angry, and he kept chanting Buddhist scriptures and Sanskrit sounds. A picture of hungry ghosts appeared behind him, and skeletons crawled out of the picture, roaring.

My cousin's face changed drastically and he quickly recalled the flying sword. Dozens of skeletons rushed over madly, and for a moment, there were ghosts howling and wolves howling, and gusts of cold wind.

Han Yu was holding the relic and waiting for an opportunity to strike, but the old monk did not give him any chance. His cousin was gradually exhausted from facing dozens of skeletons alone. In an instant, the three flying swords were blocked by several skeletons, and his cousin was in danger.

Seeing the skeletons coming in like a tide, I was afraid that they would be swallowed up in an instant.

My cousin looked pale and desperate. He finally underestimated the old bald man.

A skeleton was grabbed first, and when it was about to penetrate my cousin's chest, it suddenly stopped.

Han Yu's figure penetrated from behind the skeleton. With a loud bang, the skeleton was smashed into pieces.

After hastily rescuing his cousin, he was met with a wave of skeletons behind him.

"Be careful, these skeletons can attack the soul and absorb the essence and blood."

My cousin covered his pounding heart and quickly spoke to remind people.

Han Yu nodded, then rushed forward and punched with all his might. There were bursts of explosions, and skeletons kept falling and cracking.

Keng! Keng! Keng!
Han Yu was hit three times from behind. He turned around suddenly and saw three skeletons holding bone knives and chopping with them.

Han Yu grimaced in pain all of a sudden. What a perverted skeleton! It could hit him so hard!

What a perverted body that can actually withstand the attacks of hungry ghosts in the hungry ghost realm.

My cousin was dumbfounded behind me.

Han Yu naturally didn't know all this. He clenched his fists in anger and attacked the three attackers first.

The skeletons seemed endless. Even though bones were flying all around Han Yu, they did not decrease.

Han Yu, on the other hand, bared his teeth and kept slapping the skeletons away.

"No, this group of hungry ghosts are created by magical powers. They are endless. We must break the source first." The cousin saw the trick and shouted loudly.

Han Yu was holding a skeleton's leg and sweeping it in all directions. Upon hearing this, he immediately glanced at the old monk. Xuanyin clasped his hands together, and skeletons kept emerging from the hungry ghost picture behind him.

He became furious and swung the skeleton in his hand, knocking down the surrounding area. Then he pushed hard with his feet and shot out instantly. Xuanyin heard the sound of wind and thunder and saw Han Yu rushing towards him. He quickly retreated and hid behind the hungry ghost picture.

Han Yu kicked away several skeletons that had just appeared in the picture and came to the picture of hungry ghosts. The relic in his hand suddenly shone brightly, but Xuanyin's face changed drastically.

"You took the relic!"

Xuanyin looked at the shining fist in Han Yu's hand with a gloomy expression.

"break!"

With a light shout, Han Yu punched the hungry ghost picture with his right hand, carrying the relic. In an instant, ghosts cried and wolves howled. The skeleton hungry ghosts seemed to have encountered a terrible natural enemy, and they kept wailing miserably.

The hungry ghost picture began to melt after being illuminated by the light of the relic. At the same time, Xuanyin's body was like being struck by lightning, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood instantly.

The surging tide of skeletons disappeared without leaving a trace. Xuanyin half-knelt on the ground with a dejected look on his face.

"He is too biased. He would rather leave a relic to hold me back than trust me."

Xuanyin said with a bitter face, "What a joke! If you hadn't had evil intentions, how could the senior's relic have hurt you in the slightest?"

My cousin came up with a look of relief on his face and shouted at me.

Xuanyin's miserable face gradually turned ferocious, "He is too biased. He thinks he is merciful, but he has no mercy on me. I want all of you to die..."

A strange wave emanated from him, and his face gradually became withered. In just a few blinks of an eye, it became like a piece of tree bark. Then his neck and his hands gradually became dark and dry.

"He's offering a sacrifice!"

The cousin screamed in fear and pulled Han Yu back.

A new picture of hungry ghosts reappeared, but instead of countless hungry ghosts, there was only a distorted, blank stretch of barren land.

A heavy sound continued to echo on the land, and every step was extremely heavy.

Gradually, a pair of blue bare feet appeared in the hungry ghost picture, as if walking from a distance.

When the blue figure appeared completely, my cousin's face suddenly turned extremely pale.

"How dare you sacrifice Shura!"

My cousin shouted at the top of his lungs.

Xuan Yin's voice was hoarse and it made a sound like a broken bellows, "I will drag you along to be buried with me..."

The blue figure, with a human head but only a single eye between his eyebrows, was of burly build and slowly walked out of the picture with a huge scimitar in his hand.

As soon as Shura appeared, he turned his head to look at Xuanyin, sneered, revealing a mouthful of fine teeth, and with just a light breath, Xuanyin turned into a pile of dry powder.

Han Yu took a breath and couldn't help feeling a little worried.

The chewing sound continued, Shura looked happy as if he was tasting delicious food, and after finally swallowing it, he looked at Han Yu and the others with a greedy look on his face.

"eat!"

Shura uttered a brief sound and swung his broadsword quickly towards Han Yu. Before the sword arrived, the sword wind had already rushed over.

Han Yu's clothes were rustling in the wind, and the cold blade was approaching in an instant.

He dodged it with a quick move, and another knife came swiftly towards him. However, Shura's bulky figure had an incredibly fast speed in swinging the knife.

Han Yu could only hide passively in embarrassment, "Think of a solution quickly."

My cousin's face was uncertain. He quickly stepped back after hearing what was said. He quickly disassembled the three daggers and then quickly reassembled them using a pile of iron sheets.

Shura's sword was getting faster and faster. Han Yu dodged, but was still a little too late, and a beam of sword light cut his waist.

Han Yu almost cried out in severe pain. He looked at his bloody waist again, where the flesh had been turned over and was covered in blood.

Han Yu was shocked. His body, which had been intact for sixty years, couldn't even withstand Shura's sword!

"Don't get hit by it. The Shura Sword is designed to cut through flesh."

My cousin shouted behind me and then threw the giant sword in his hand.

"use this."

With the black giant sword in hand, Han Yu made up his mind and couldn't help but tighten the hilt. The Shura Sword chopped down again with the power of wind and thunder.

Han Yu rushed forward with sword in both hands, and a melee broke out between the man and the Shura.

The power gap between the two sides was still too great, and after several clashes, his palms were numb from the shock.

Xiao Liuli quickly reminded him.

"Ashura is afraid of fire, so use fire."

Han Yu understood, freed his left hand and spread it out. A burning flame condensed in his palm and then wiped it across the sword, instantly attaching the flame to the sword.

The two fought again. Shura was really afraid of fire and began to be pressed step by step by Han Yu.

"Suck!"

Shura looked at the ant in front of him angrily and suddenly roared.

A powerful suction force seemed to suck out the soul, and the glass bottle shook in my mind.

Xiao Liuli shouted tenderly, "Sure."

The glass bottle stabilized instantly, and Han Yu also felt much better.

"Is the relic useful to it?"

Han Yu looked at the bloody mouth and suddenly asked.

"Yes, but you have to shoot it into its stomach." Xiao Liuli said.

"Then it's ready. Release the control of the glass bottle and let me pass."

He felt his whole body relax, and the suction force stirred him again. Han Yu clenched the relic in one hand and instead of retreating, he moved forward to meet the suction.

Seeing the bloody mouth right in front of him, Han Yu threw out the relic without hesitation. Under the powerful suction force, the relic went directly into Shura's mouth.

"fire!"

The flame was summoned out, and Han Yu put his hand into the big mouth without thinking.

As if it had suffered severe injuries, Shura paused and wanted to spit out the relic. How could Han Yu give it a chance? He leaped over, fed it with fire and then covered its mouth tightly.

Shura opened his eyes wide and struggled desperately. He put down the Shura Sword in his hand and was about to tear it apart. Han Yu also put down the giant sword and covered Shura's big mouth with both hands to prevent him from opening it.

The man and the monster began to roll around, and then fought hand-to-hand. Huge forces hit Han Yu's back, but Han Yu never let go.

The burning smell gradually spread, starting from Shura's abdomen. Soon a crack appeared, which became larger and larger, and finally rushed to his forehead.

"die!"

Shura screamed miserably, and the hand that was about to attack suddenly dropped, and the fire instantly enveloped it.

Han Yu collapsed on the ground exhausted, gasping for breath.

The fire only burned for a moment before it gradually died out as Shura dissipated. After all, Shura was just a product of divine power that was sacrificed, and it had no real entity. When it dissipated, it naturally meant that the divine power was broken...

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