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This Buddhist hall was originally built on the top floor of the building. In addition, it was not exposed to sunlight all day long, so it was dark inside and bad luck breeds.

Now, this evil ghost's mummy has absorbed the old monk's flesh and blood and begun to revive.

But in the blink of an eye, the temple was filled with an evil atmosphere that was visible to the naked eye.

Especially when the mummy opened its eyes, the terrifying atmosphere reached its peak.

Ando Kumaji couldn't bear it immediately, and fell to the ground with a plop, and then he began to foam at the mouth and twitched.

The old monk laughed loudly, showing his madness in conjunction with the severed arm dripping with blood.

"You're done, you're done."

"Master Evil has awakened, and you are all going to die."

While the old monk was talking, the mummy sitting on the lotus platform suddenly started to move.

I saw him struggling to get up bit by bit like a rusty robot.

During this process, a thick steel needle stained with black and red blood was slowly withdrawn from his body.

One end of the steel needle was inserted into his body, and the other end was connected to the lotus platform.

Obviously, he was nailed to the lotus platform like this.

His original appearance can still be vaguely seen from his appearance.

He was actually a young monk.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this that he was full of resentment when he just woke up, and his strength was more than a hundred times stronger than those shikigami just now.

"Huikong, kill that Taoist priest and drain his flesh and blood!"

Following the old monk's order, the mummy demon also walked down the lotus platform.

After letting out an inhuman roar, he rushed towards Yang Lin like a cheetah, so fast that his movements were almost invisible.

Before he even got close, he had completely transformed into a terrifying monster with a pig's head and a body covered in spikes.

As long as he hits him, a few holes will be knocked out of the steel.

However, in the face of such an attack, Yang Lin did not panic at all, and a thunderball was flicked out by him with a snap of his fingers.

This lowest level thunder method is comparable to magical power in his hands at this moment.

Suddenly flying out, he immediately hit the pig-headed monster in front of him.

boom!

After a loud explosion, the monster flew backwards on the spot, and a huge hole was blown out of its chest.

But even so, the monster quickly stood up again as if it felt no pain.

What surprised Yang Lin even more was that the wounds on his body that were blown up by the thunder method quickly recovered as before at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With just one glance he figured out the problem.

"His body actually stores so much dragon veins and dragon energy, no wonder he can recover so quickly."

"It's a pity that his time is still short, and his strength is only at the level of a real person. Even if I give you more dragon veins and dragon energy, it will not help."

As he spoke, he shook his head.

At this moment, he has roughly understood the formation principle of this monster.

It is nothing more than using the grievances of the deceased, combined with evil secrets and dragon vein aura, to give birth to such a monster.

After understanding this, he didn't intend to hold back anymore.

Looking at the monster charging towards him again, he quickly made a hand gesture with his right hand.

The next second, a bolt of lightning struck from the roof of the Ando Building.

The thunder and lightning as thick as an arm instantly illuminated the entire Buddhist hall.

With the previous evil spirits, the bad luck has also been swept away.

When the lightning struck the monster, the powerful energy instantly tore his body into pieces.

No amount of dragon veins, dragon energy and resentment can make up for it.

His body was burned to charcoal on the spot and then scattered on the ground.

Only a large amount of unused dragon vein dragon energy and resentment evil energy were left in place.

You can vaguely see the shadow of a young monk passing by in the air.

There seemed to be a relieved smile on his face.

On the other hand, the old monk on the other side was slumped on the ground, looking at Yang Lin in horror.

It seems that they can't understand that the evil god they spent a lot of energy to secretly cultivate is so vulnerable.

As soon as it appeared, it turned into a pile of black and gray.

"No, this is impossible. In fact, there is no power that can kill the evil god."

Perhaps out of disbelief or unwillingness, the old monk quickly climbed up to the puddle of black ashes and picked it up.

Even the pain caused by the broken arm was ignored by him.

At this moment, Yang Lin also walked up to him step by step.

In the old monk's frightened eyes, the flying sword flew directly between his eyebrows.

"Tell me, tell me everything you know, otherwise I can't guarantee what your end will be like."

Although Yang Lin's tone was calm, it was so frightening when it fell into the old monk's ears.

He couldn't help but show a trace of struggle on his face.

Finally, he seemed to have thought of something, and a trace of determination appeared on his face.

"Just kill me, I won't tell you anything."

As he spoke, he showed a look of death.

Seeing his appearance, Yang Lin was not angry, and seemed to have expected this situation.

The next second, he glanced at the lotus seat on the altar.

"It's okay if you don't say anything. I think the altar is empty, so I might as well throw you on it."

"what do you think?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Lin reached out and grabbed the old monk's collar and lifted him up easily.

This sudden scene instantly stunned the old monk.

Looking at the rusty rosette and then at the steel needle with black blood stains standing in the middle of the lotus, his face turned pale with fright.

The image of placing his disciple on the lotus platform came to mind.

He still remembered the painful look on his face when the steel needle penetrated his disciple's body.

It took seven days and seven nights before he gradually died.

One can imagine how much pain he endured.

Now he himself was about to be thrown up there. When he thought of this, his original firm belief began to waver.

It wasn't until Yang Lin dragged him to the front of the altar that he finally couldn't hold himself any longer.

"I said it all, I said it all, I told you everything."

"Please don't put me up there."

Hearing the old monk's soft words, Yang Lin couldn't help but smile.

In fact, in addition to this method, there is a simpler method, which is to directly extract the old monk's memory.

But this method is more or less harmful to Tianhe, and he will not use it unless it is absolutely necessary.

"Since you are willing to talk, then tell me all your plans for coming to Dragon Kingdom, including what preparations you have made and where."

As Yang Lin asked again, the old monk no longer resisted.

They poured out all their plans and arrangements like beans from a bamboo tube.

After listening to his story, Yang Lin couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Even though he was mentally prepared, he was deeply shocked by the methods of these little people.

Especially after hearing that they have installed such Buddhist temples in dozens of cities in the Dragon Kingdom.