Versatile Mage Chapter 771: You turned out to be this kind of monk

The Qihai limbs were opened and hung on the horrible tombstone. This unknown power appeared, making Qi Qi realize that all this is not pretending to be a ghost ...

"Ah! Ah !!!"

Suddenly, the monk Qihai yelled again, as if he was stabbed in the eyes by the sharp claws of the evil spirit. A hole appeared in the monk Qihai ’s orbit, and blood poured out of his eyes, flowing to the entire right face. All!

The monks saw that Qihai lost some eyes inexplicably, and was frightened and trembling.

But the trembling was useless, one by one screams came from the monks ’mouths, and their wailing almost reached the foot of the mountain, and they all heard a horror.

The monks covered their right eyes, blood spilled through their fingers, starting from the Qihai hanging there first, the monks were blinded on their right eyes, including the old monk who had already received sanctions. He was the only one who did not wailing. He was pale and sat there with pain, while the other monks were already rolling on the ground, and they were covered in blood!

"The right eye can't tell the difference between right and wrong. What's the use of keeping it?" A cold voice floated down from above and passed into everyone's ears.

The monks huddled in horror, a few kowtowed for mercy, they all heard it, this is the voice of Narahara Sora, Narahara Sora is all dead, but everyone heard his voice, this is not a ghost. He has come to avenge, he must have come to avenge!

"Only the right ear of the gossip can be heard, but the right ear can't be heard, and it is meaningless to stay." The voice of Li Gui of Narahara Sora sounded again.

In this sentence, all the monks heard a spasm in the right ear, and it happened that the severe tingling of the eyes happened again in the right ear before anything happened!

"Ah !!!!!!"

Sure enough, it started with the monk Qihai hanging on the tombstone. The **** right ear was ripped off, and all the monks felt that they fell into Abi hell.

One by one, all the monks of Yan Ming Temple, including the host Xin Yu, have their right ears pulled down, the pain in their right eyes has not been relieved by half, and the right ears are unbearable. Painful, at this moment they even hope that Narahara Sora took their lives directly, and do not torture them like this.

"It only makes no sense to only know how to fall into the rock and don't know how to help!" The voice of Narahara Sora has completely turned into pain.

They have already experienced two punishments. Once they know what will happen next, that fear and despair will completely become an incoherent cry and beg for mercy. They will not bear the third time. They are already in I have exhausted all my regrets! !

"I beg you, the original ... the original empty ... everything is our fault, do n’t torture like this ... torment everyone." The old monk sweated, his willpower was amazing, and he was the only monk who could speak a little normally. Too.

The other monks have already rolled over, crying dad and crying mother, especially the Qihai hanging on the tombstone. At the moment, pain and fear are mixed, and the urine has been incontinent.

"Confession can't return to a fresh life!" The cold voice came out.

The old monk felt that the voice was near him. He slowly raised his head, and with his left eye blurred, he saw a man wearing a black monk standing in front of him.

The old monk was surprised, because he saw precisely Narahara Sora! !

Will Is it possible that lose his right eye before he can see ghosts? ?

Narahara Sora walked slowly towards the tombstone. He stood in front of Qihai with a strange smile.

On the tombstone plate, there are two red demon ghosts. They are exactly like the evil spirits punishing the world in Buddhist scriptures and scrolls. They have horns on their foreheads, red fangs, half-hooked claws, and feet with iron rings. !

The two monsters precisely are punishing them. At this moment, one of the monsters is holding the body of Qihai, and the other monster has grabbed the right arm of Qihai. Obviously, his arm will be broken! !

"Stop it! Narahara Sora."

Just as the old monk was at a loss, an iron voice came from another place.

This sound old monk has the impression of a little bit, it seems to be one of youngster where those stays!

Narahara Sora slowly turned around, and the strange gray-black eyes stared at Ai Jiangtu.

The corner of his mouth raised slightly and smiled coldly at Ai Jiangtu: "You want meddling in other people's business ... oh, I forgot that you don't understand Japanese."

"Originally, you and Miyata are indeed very sympathetic, but you use container to take away the souls of others and cultivate into Evil Spirit, so that Curse's act of revenge is even more hateful!" Ai Jiangtu said inside this Curse blood diagram.

"If you want to stop me, just come, it's a pity that you can't see me at all ..." Narahara Sora disdainfully said.

Ai Jiangtu was so sad that Narahara Sora was right. He actually could n’t see Narahara Sora at all. He could only judge the general position of Narahara Sora from the tragic and floating sound of these monks.

"You give me ..."

"Ah !!!!!!"

Before the Ai Jiangtu was finished, I heard the monstrous cry of monk Qihai.

The blood fell into pieces, and Qihai's right hand was torn off directly. He screamed to the point that his throat couldn't make a sound anymore. His body twitched violently, and all his muscles would burst out!

"Asshole !!" Ai Jiangtu was furious and suddenly released an invisible force on his body, shocking everything around him [Repulsion Blast] out.

His Mind Power flooded the surroundings, and the objects touched by his angry Mind Power even shattered.

This Narahara Sora is more cruel than you think!

"Narahara Sora, Narahara Sora !!!"

At the mountain road, the Mo Fan´s shout came from behind Ai Jiangtu. Ai Jiangtu glanced back and found that Mo Fan was rushing from the mountain road in **** boots, and the whole person was like a wild beast, the smoke was rolling!

Mo Fan rushed to the border of Curse blood diagram, he saw Narahara Sora in Curse blood diagram at a glance, wearing a monk robe that was not the same as that day!

"Narahara Sora, did not expect you to be such a monk!"

"When I was talking with you, I still thought you were a bald donkey who had a bottom line. Who thought that he was so sad, he used container to maintain a memory that thought the world would pity you , And made himself a Evil Spirit who is not a ghost or a ghost. Others Miyata is dead, you have n’t let her go, and driven her soul to harm people, you are shameless, malicious, dirty, selfish, cruel Despicable monk, hurry up and go to hell, forever will not be relieved! "Mo Fan is already full of anger, pointing at Narahara Sora and scolding it out in one breath.