Demon's Resurrection: Five Thunders Zhengfa at full level at the beginning!

Jiang Churan's location was very close to that fox street.

In less than ten minutes, the black G63 drove into everyone's sight.

"Mr. Jiang!"

"Mr. Jiang, are you here......"

Jiang Churan got out of the car, and soon, a slightly flattering greeting sounded.

Jiang Churan looked around, nodded his head one by one, and his eyes fell on the old monk.

"Mr. Jiang, this is the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Qinghui Zen Master. "

"Abbot, this is Mr. Jiang, the matter of Miao Jiang was completely solved by him!"

Seeing Jiang Churan's doubts, Lin Xieying walked out and introduced the two to each other.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has seen Lord Jiang. "

The old monk saluted Jiang Churan.

Jiang Churan nodded and didn't say much.

Troubled times, prosperous Buddha.

It may be a generalized prejudice, but he has never been too interested in monks.

Abbot Qinghui also noticed Jiang Churan's indifference to him, and his expression was a little sneering.

"What's going on?"

"You two A-class, why are you calling me here?"

Jiang Churan asked in surprise.

Zhang Zhenxuan replied: "This evil cult has some relationship with the abbot. "

"According to the abbot, the evil is also in the realm of illusion, and the strength is very strong, and the two of us are very likely not opponents when we join forces. "

"I'm afraid of any accidents, plus this is in the magic capital, so we called you......"

Hearing this, Jiang Churan raised his eyebrows slightly, and turned his head to look at the strange street where the evil was located.

While looking at the street, he asked aloud: "Tsk! The demonic aura is so heavy, Director Zhou, can you ask me, when you scooped inside, didn't you see it at all?"

Zhou Shuren, who was hiding in the crowd, changed his face.

......

Why am I hiding, and you still mention this stubble!

Looking at the doubtful gazes of everyone, he suddenly wanted to die.

"Okay, don't look at it, everybody. "

"Director Zhou was also blinded for a while!"

Seeing this, Lin Xieying came out to make a round.

But this round is better than not fighting.

Originally, everyone didn't quite understand what they were talking about.

As a result, now that he said this, he understood everything!

The fat pig dragon looked at Zhou Shuren with a cheap smile.

"Director Zhou, what's it like inside?"

Liang Dafa also made a rare joke.

"Looking at Director Zhou's springy appearance, I think it's good!"

"If Director Zhou, you are sure that you can make the evil inside not harmful, then we can approve you to go in and stay permanently!"

"This method is good, I approve of it, in this case, we don't have to take risks, we can go back to our respective homes for dinner!"

"Hahaha!"

A group of old men, they can't do anything else, and they can be said to have a set of ridiculing people.

Zhou Shuren turned around, turned his back to everyone, and burst into tears directly.

He now wants to screw his head off and dig a hole and bury it.

...................

After discussing for a while, the group set out.

The old monk silently took the lead and walked in the front.

A group of people walked towards this eerie fox street.

And at the moment when the old monk stepped into that street.

Everyone, clearly aware of an extremely terrifying and strange aura, is rapidly approaching.

"Everyone, be careful!

Zhang Zhenxuan's body was covered with golden light, and he hurriedly greeted everyone.

Everyone came back to their senses and retreated.

At this moment, a white shadow burst out.

The speed of this silver is too fast.

It was so fast that it was blurry, like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it had already come to the front of the old monk!

The old monk obviously didn't react too much.

Knowing that the white light suddenly enlarged and turned into a little old lady dressed in white, his pupils contracted sharply.

The little old lady's right hand became a claw, and with one paw it slapped down on the old monk's head.

"Amitabha. "

The old monk stood in place and shouted a Buddha horn.

No one knew why he was standing there, with no intention of dodging at all.

"Abbot!"

"Master!"

"Be careful!!"

The pupils of those who had retreated to the rear shrank.

However, hearing the reminder, the old monk still did not move.

Suddenly, most of the hearts of all the people were cold.

And at this very moment.

Suddenly, a loud sound of breaking the air sounded.

Immediately after, there was a muffled thud.

I saw that it was Jiang Churan wielding a huge mace, and before the little old lady's attack hit the old monk, a stick flew her out!

Seeing this scene, everyone breathed a long sigh of relief.

And Jiang Churan didn't stop at all after flying the little old lady out, his body turned into a bolt of lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared behind the little old lady who was flying upside down.

The little old man was shocked, and a harrier rolled over in the air.

She thought that Jiang Churan was going to pick her with a mace, and she was ready to pick it up again.

But as a result, the huge mace in Jiang Churan's hand disappeared abruptly.

Immediately after, he spread out his hand and blasted out three palm thunders one after another!

The tyrannical power of thunder and lightning made the little old lady's face change drastically.

This is also too out of the box.

Three palm thunderbolts slammed into her body, and suddenly her whole body burst into white smoke, and her body fell heavily to the ground.

Forthwith.

Everyone smelled a burnt smell.

"Mother-in-law!"

"Mother-in-law, how are you!"

"Mother-in-law, are you alright......?"

A group of little foxes rushed out of various stores in a bustling manner.

"Go back!"

"Who let you out!"

And just as the little foxes were about to rush over.

The little old lady lying on the ground shouted.

Suddenly, all the little foxes stopped their bodies and did not dare to come forward again.

But when they watched from the spot, they could still see their deep worry at a glance.

That's when it happened.

A faint flash of lightning flashed.

Jiang Churan's figure appeared beside the little old lady.

In his hand, he held a thousand blades of magic knives.

The sharp tip of the knife was aimed at the throat of the little old lady lying on the ground.

The strength of the little old lady is naturally not so weak.

It's just that she's a demon.

It's not like evil.

After being hit by the thunder in her palm, her body will be paralyzed for a moment.

And Jiang Churan, naturally, wants to take advantage of this moment to take advantage of his illness and kill him!

"Don't!

"Don't hurt your mother-in-law!"

"We haven't harmed anyone, please don't hurt your mother-in-law!"

The bodies of the little foxes flashed with white light, and they became the familiar appearance of the little fox girls that Zhou Shuren was familiar with.

Although the appearance is relatively average, these foxy energy are indeed not something that ordinary men can withstand.

It's no wonder that Zhou Shuren, a C-level, will be confused into a big-headed fool......

However, although Jiang Churan is an old boy in two lifetimes, he is not in the category of ordinary men.

Therefore, I am not interested in this scene at all.

But even so, he didn't do it right away.

Everything has a spirit, it is not easy to practice, and it is not Jiang Churan's temper to kill it indiscriminately.

Indeed, it is true that while he is sick, he wants his life.

But this time he can beat the little old lady like this, and he will undoubtedly be able to do it next time.

As many times as you want!

And after seeing that Jiang Churan had no intention of making a move, the little old lady was not in a hurry to escape.

Instead, he leaned back and lay completely on the ground.

She looked at the sky, a flash of remembrance, and a little satisfaction on her expression.

"Kill me. "

Her voice rang out.

made everyone's faces change.

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely solemn.

The little foxes wanted to beg for mercy.

But he didn't dare to make a sound to break the deathly silence.

The rest of the people, including Jiang Churan's expressions, were naturally mostly confused.

They couldn't understand why the old fox lady suddenly gave up on herself.

And at this very moment.

The old monk walked out.

"Master Jiang Shi. "

As soon as he spoke, everyone's eyes suddenly focused on him.

I saw that the old monk smiled miserably.

"The poor monk wants to beg Master Jiang to let her go!"

As soon as this statement came out.

Suddenly, everyone's expressions became even more confused.

Jiang Churan raised his eyebrows with interest.

"Oh? Why?"

The old monk clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, because the poor monk knows, she will definitely not harm others." "

According to common sense.

If someone pleads for himself like this, even if he is not grateful, he will at least be grateful.

But the old monk's voice fell.

The old lady lying at Jiang Churan's feet sat up in shock.

She shouted in a tone of extreme disgust, or resentment, "Dead monk, I don't need you to intercede for me!"

Yo!

There's a story!

Jiang Churan raised his eyebrows and thought to himself.

"Amitabha. "

Qinghui old monk is the same Amitabha.

After the Buddha finished, he said in an extremely serious tone, "Ayu, I'm not interceding for you. "

"You are the way you are, in large part, because of me. "

"So, if I want to die, I should actually die!"

He no longer used himself as a poor monk.

And after hearing these words, everyone's ears were pricked up.

This old monk and this old fox really have a story?

Jiang Churan looked interested.

"I don't need you to be pretended!"

The little old lady roared again.

The old monk shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Xiaoyu, it's been a hundred years, why are you bothered!?"

"A hundred years?" the little old lady sneered. "As you know, it's been a hundred years!"

"Then do you know how I've lived for the past hundred years?"

A rhetorical question.

The old monk fell into a deep silence.

"Abbot, this ......"

Zhang Zhenxuan couldn't help it, and the fire of gossip in his heart was burning.

When the old monk heard this, he turned his head to look at everyone with surprised faces, and let out a long sigh.

"Hey......"

"Everything goes back a hundred years!"

Everyone listened intently, followed Qinghui's voice, and their thoughts returned to that era......

"That year, I was only ten years old,"

"It's just a small novice on Mt. Shomuro. "

"One day, I was out fetching water and came across an injured white fox. "

"There is a saying in "The Buddha Says and Scolds the Sutra" that saving a person's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter. "

"Although the white fox is not a human being, it is also a living life. "

"I thought that God had the virtue of a good life, so I took her back to the temple, bandaged her wounds, and saved her. "

"This is the beginning of everything......

Listen to the words of the old monk.

Everyone turned their eyes to the direction of the little old lady.

Don't think about it at all.

This little old lady must be the white fox that the old monk said!

"After the white fox healed, I released her. "

"Since then, every once in a while, outside my room, there has been bitten wild meat. "

"I knew it was the white fox who did it, so one day I sat outside the door for a day and a night, and finally waited for her arrival. "

"I told her that there is a spirit in everything, and that my purpose in saving her was not to make her hurt more living beings. "

She understood, and left, and for many years after that, she never reappeared. "

"I thought that I and the white fox were only destined for this point, but I didn't think about it......"

"But I didn't think about it, this white fox didn't actually leave, but for him, I found a corner in Shaomu Mountain, cultivated for decades, and finally transformed!"

Suddenly.

The little white fox lady took over the conversation.

"Hey!"

The old monk let out another long sigh.

Hearing this, Jiang Churan already understood almost everything.

If you follow the normal routine......

After the white fox old lady transformed, she went back to Shaomuro Mountain to find the old monk, the old monk was a monk, not close to women, decisively refused, entangled for decades, love eventually turned into resentment, and love eventually turned into hate.

And the next statement of the two of them was really not what Jiang Churan expected.

"What the fuck. "

"How can it be more bloody than a pig?"

Jiang Churan rubbed his chin and savored it.

found that there is only one solution to these between these two goods.

Hack them all to death!