Chapter 89: Arhat Death Curse

The three enchanting women laughed happily.
"Come on, relying on your trash, dozens or hundreds of them will still be defeated."
The guy who lost his head screamed, "You have the ability to show up and fight with us."
The woman in the red dress chuckled, "Oh, do you still need to use the real body of my old lady to deal with you little monsters?"
After saying this, the woman in the red skirt jumped up and rushed to the guy who had lost his head. With just a wave of the sleeve, the guy's head fell to the ground again, and the bones disappeared into the grass.
The headless statue of King Kong squatted down and touched the ground, "Where is my head, where is my head?"
The three women leaned forward and reunited with joy.
The woman in the red skirt smiled, "If I remember correctly, I screwed your head off last time? My favorite is people's heads. Don't mess with me."
The woman in the yellow skirt flew into the grass, picked up the head of the statue of King Kong, and said with a smile, "Do you want your head? Here, come and get it."
The headless statue of King Kong immediately got up and flew over, trying to get his head back, but unexpectedly pounced and fell to the ground with a plop.
The woman in the yellow dress smiled mischievously, holding up the head of the statue, "It's so careless, forget it, seeing you take your head back in such a hurry, I'll just put it on by myself."
After saying this, the woman in the yellow dress got up again, fell next to the headless King Kong statue, kicked the statue's waist with one foot, and shouted, "Get up!"
The statue was kicked to the waist and naturally sat up.
The woman in the yellow dress picked up her head and pressed it the statue's neck. She saw blue qi flowing out of the woman's palm. The blue qi instantly penetrated the statue's head and neck, and the statue was so painful that she only called grandma for her life.
I glanced at it and almost didn't laugh out loud.
It turned out that the woman in the yellow dress deliberately set the head of the King Kong statue upside down, but now the face of the statue is in the same direction as the buttocks.
The statue of King Kong whose head had been turned upside down said angrily, "You demon girl, you are so deceiving!" It turned its head vigorously, trying to turn its face straight, but no matter how hard it was, its head was as welded to its neck. Can't turn.
The woman in the yellow skirt applauded, "Now your head won't fall off anymore. The head I gave you is the strongest. My eldest sister can't screw it off even if I want to take care of it."
The three women hugged each other and burst into laughter again.
The King Kong statue whose head was turned upside down quickly got up and slid back to the group of King Kong statues.
"It's unreasonable! Fight with them!"
A group of King Kong statues shouted and swarmed toward the three enchanting women.
These statues are tall and tall, and they hurl around three small and exquisite women.
That head was yelled out by the statue of King Kong who had been rebelled-everyone is ready, put the Arhat in front.
The statues of King Kong immediately sat in a circle around the three women in a meditating posture.
The woman in the red skirt laughed, "I really laugh at me, you are just a group of monsters with low cultivation bases. After the monk who killed the Qingjing Temple and took the temple, I peeked at the monk's several volumes of scriptures and began to learn the monk's way of chanting every day. , You still learn the formations of monks, don’t you really think of yourself as monks, do you? You fools, who are obviously monsters but learn from others, are really the number one wonder in the world."
The statue with its head turned on can only face the outside of the circle and meditate. He listened to the woman in the red skirt and snorted coldly, "What's wrong with our learning more advanced knowledge and methods of war! Those monks are dead, they stay Let’s study the classics, take the essence and discard the dross, and apply what we have learned to improve ourselves. Isn’t that wrong?"
The other statues shouted together, "Who says that monsters cannot learn the Dharma? This is the idea of ​​you self-righteous guys. We are a group of monsters who intend to practice the Dharma into a supernatural way. Don’t take yourself too high, you know, During this period of time, you are playing around for food every day, and we are practicing every day. So, it’s hard to say who will win today.

The woman in the purple skirt smiled, "You are just a group of low-cultivation monsters, even if you practice the monk's Arhat formation, you can't get over the big waves."
The statue with his head snorted coldly, "What? Are you afraid?" Then shouted, "Brothers, are you ready?"
The statues all brushed, "Ready."
The head was compared with a sword finger by the statue of Anfan, and he recited the curse silently-the Arhat Death Curse of the Arhat Array.
The statues proclaimed the Buddha's name in unison-Nammo Amitabha, Nammo Amitabha, Nammo Amitabha...
The Arhat Death Curse of his arhat formation is actually the Nian Nanmu Buddha who has played his life, and I am also drunk.
Many readers may ask, is it useful to continue reading like this?
I thought so at the time, but soon, I didn't think so.
The sound of the statues proclaiming the Buddha kept coming to my ears, and the whispering, continuous sound made my scalp numb.
You know that the sound of the Buddha-Announcement is like a fly, buzz...sorry, not one, but a bunch of flies around you, buzz...buzz...buzz...buzz...flies into your ears , Help!
Nima, how tortured me so much that I even wrote the lines about Journey to the West.
After hearing the constant buzzing, I wish I could pluck up the weeds on the ground and plug my ears. I covered my ears hard, and then closed my eyes, trying to prevent the sound that bothered me persistently pouring into my ears.
At this moment, I heard the woman screaming.
When she opened her eyes, she found the woman in the yellow skirt rolling on the grass. She covered her ears and screamed again and again.
"Hey, hey--don't read it anymore, please, yeeyee--I can't bear the headache ahhhhhhhhh-"
The woman in the red skirt and the purple skirt panicked. They knelt on the ground to support the woman in the yellow skirt and said, "Sanmei, how is it? It doesn't matter. They are just some inferior monsters. Even if they learn the Dharma, they can't hurt us. Vellus hair."
The statue with its head turned on laughed loudly, "Brothers, continue to chant the spell. Don't stop, hurt this unknowing female fairy!"
As a result, the sound of the Annunciation Buddha became shorter and faster, and the frequency became faster.
Buzz... buzz... buzz... buzz...
Nima, if you continue reading like this, not only is the yellow skirt banshee rolling all over the floor with headaches, but I am afraid I will follow in its footsteps.
I still covered my ears and closed my eyes to fight the torment of the buzzing sound.
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--
The harsh laughter of the woman rang in my ears.
what happened?
Opening my eyes again, I found the woman in the yellow skirt sitting on the ground laughing wildly.
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