Chapter 270: Useful and useless

Under the dark forest, a large mixture of dog blood and chicken blood flew towards the Shinto monks.
With one glance, his face changed greatly!
vomit……!
Too disgusting, seeing that pile of things, an unparalleled nausea rose up in his heart, and he was distorted for a while, as if to dissipate.
The weather here was originally hot, and the mixture of dog blood and chicken blood was left for a day, becoming dark and thick, and some blood condensed into lumps, how disgusting and how disgusting.
In particular, in his sight, the disgusting sticky blood also exuded a gray-black twisted sickness, which made him very uncomfortable. If it was contaminated on his body, the gods of Yin would be polluted!
With a whistling sound, the python's tail came across, trying to pump the disgusting blood.
However, the disgusting blood would turn under the control of the poplar's mind, avoiding the tail of the python, and continued to rush towards the shinto monk twisted like black mist.
"Get it out of me" He growled disgustingly, too disgusting.
call! The python's head stretched out like lightning and swallowed the disgusting blood.
Hmm ..., swallowing the sickly silver python, with his tongue sticking out old, nausea on the ground as if vomiting.
In the distance, the poplar's mouth twitched, and he was a bit vomiting. The chicken blood and dog blood mixture that had been placed for a day can be imagined to be in a nasty state, and he lost it all day long.
Scratching your head seems to be useless, is it deceiving on the Internet?
Regardless, how many barrels are there for this disgusting thing, all of which give him a brain drop, even though it is useless and disgusting you!
Cooing, Mind controlled a large group of disgusting blood and lost it to the other side.
But this time Aspen separated the disgusting blood and surrounded it from all directions. Don't even think about blocking all the disgusting blood when you control the python.
"Come back!" The evil Shinto monk's figure distorted, as if shivering with anger.
The figure rose up and dodged. He didn't want to contaminate those disgusting things, but the blood chased after him!
Ah, ah, I want to kill you, he growls inside, there is a word in his mouth, a white flame circling around him, the flame does not feel hot, but the air becomes cold and bones, and the surrounding vegetation quickly condenses frost. Frozen into powder.
The disgusting blood like raindrops was contaminated with white flames, the gray and black sick gas that was invisible to the naked eye was burned and disappeared, and the blood itself was frozen into ice particles and crushed.
"I rub it. The flame that appeared out of thin air didn't ignite the plant, but it was extremely cold. What is the principle?" Bai Yang was stunned when she saw this scene.
Now how fast his head turns, he can't figure out what's happening, that's because he doesn't understand the means of Shinto monks, but one thing he understands, the ghost-like guy doesn't want blood to contaminate him!
That's enough. It seems that the things you prepared are useful!
Whispers, groups of disgusting blood flew away, aspens were playing tricks, and blood was shaped into arrows, snowflakes, knives, etc. in the mind, but what, in the face of that white flame, could not Approach that ghost-like Shinto monk.
After a few passes, the blood ran out.
It's okay, there are other things, see if it works.
The garlic flew up, the epidermis fell off, and flew towards the other side like a bullet.
"What the is this? It contains hot sun and can burn my soul!"
The Shinto monk frowned slightly. In his eyes, there was no difference between the garlic and the hot metal.
However, this was simply insignificant to him. A fresh trick was eaten all over the sky, and the white flames swept out. The hot sun on the garlic was burned out, and the garlic itself was frozen into and crushed. Garlic powder is useless to him.
Shinto and martial art are completely different concepts that cannot be inferred from common sense.
It ’s a common sense to make a woolen yarn. Is it so unscientific to leave the body ...
"Paralysis, what is that white flame? It's tangible and intangible, but you can't see it, but you can't touch it," Bai Yang scratched his head in the distance. []
He can see that weird flame with his mind, and he can judge from the frost on the surrounding plants that it is a kind of cold flame, but the idea is that he cannot touch it, as if it is two dimensions.
It's like being able to feel the air, but just not being able to catch it is a reason.
Garlic is used up and it can't hurt the other side, but Poplar vaguely judges that these strange things seem to be useful, but the other side's level is too high, and the effect is relatively infinite.
The garlic is gone, then the donkey hoof, this one is useless. People do n’t even look at it. The donkey hoof penetrates directly from the body of the ghost state, and everyone does n’t look at it.
"Well, the donkey hoof seems to deal with the mule, it's useless to the ghost ... Let's try the holy water of the foreign monk ..."
Poplar grinned, then thought about it, paralysis, let's use the other, that disgusting thing is left to the end.
A group of holy water stolen from the cross church flew towards the other side.
"What kind of water is that? It actually contains the light of purification! But it is too dim and is useless to me!" Seeing the holy water, the Shinto monk frowned again.
It is still a white flame, white as ice fog, and it is clearly a flame rising but extremely cold. It swept across, surrounded the holy water, and burned the white faint light of purification above it. The pure water turned into a moraine. use.
"The so-called holy water penetrated his ghost-like body ..." Another thing was useless, and Bai Yang's eyes narrowed slightly.
First a mixture of dog blood and chicken blood, then garlic, and then holy water, he gradually figured out a taste.
The thing itself seems to be useless to that ghost, but those things contain something that can hurt him, but it is only worn away by the opponent with that white flame, and the thing that can hurt the other person is invisible to him of.
This reminds Bai Yang of the Shinto monk Bell who was killed by him in Hongyan Mountain at midnight. The sky and earth are filled with all kinds of qi, and this qi can only be seen by opening the so-called wisdom eyes!
But here comes the question, what exactly is Goggles?
"I can't see that it doesn't mean that it doesn't exist. The other person is a Shinto monk. He must be able to see the 'qi' contained in those things that can hurt him, so he was annihilated with fire in advance."
Summing up quickly, Bai Yang gradually got a little understanding of Shinto monks, but still almost zero.
Thinking about his head, he was not idle, a wooden cross more than one meter high flew up, penetrating the dense forest and flying towards the other side.
"What is that? It actually contains a lot of faith power, just for my use!" Shinto monk saw the flying cross, his eyes lit up.
Seeing his expression intentionally, Bai Yang was speechless. What stupid thing did Laozi seem to have done?
In the eyes of Bai Yang, it was just an ordinary wooden cross, but in the eyes of a Shinto monk, there was a tingling of white faith. This kind of thing is the best thing that nourishes the soul and soul.
The cross was placed in the church and worshipped by those who went to pray. Every heartfelt prayer was entangled with a force of faith. It could not be seen by the naked eye, but the Shinto monks could see and use it.
Facing the cross, the Shinto monk took the initiative to fly over, the spirit was clinging to the cross, and he breathed intoxicatedly. Suddenly, a fascination of faith was absorbed into him.
Bai Yang couldn't see the so-called power of faith, but he could see that the ghost-like guy was smelling the cross disgustingly, and then his dark fog-like body was a little solid.
I go, what's the situation?
"Unfortunately, too little." Let go of the cross, the Shinto monk said with regret, and then looked eagerly in the direction of Bai Yang!
There must be many good things over there in the hands of your target.
Boom boom! Huge spiders walked through the dense forest and quickly approached the poplars.
Everything was long before, in fact, it was just what happened within ten seconds. At this time, the two sides were only a hundred meters away.
There are no poisonous beasts around, but Jiang Shan holding a sharp sword has a dignified face, guarding the little sister and backing a little.
"Master ..." Lin Binger looked at Bai Yang's words and stopped, his body trembling slightly.
Aspen still stared dead ahead without stopping to study the actions of Shinto monks.
The holy water cross failed to hurt each other, and the incense ash stolen from the temple flew like smoke, but it was useless and they ignored it ...
A series of things that were stolen from the temple, Taoist temple, wooden bead, buddha beads, wooden fish, etc., are still useless.
"I went, and what I stole from the Taoist temple in the temple was useless. It was not as useful as a monk. I understand that those places are simply tourist places. It is estimated that monks and priests have paid fake leave. Their stuff is useless ... "It quickly became clear that these poplars were quite speechless.
The temple Taoist temple he went to now remembers that the paralysis is simply a new construction, not long after all, he blame himself for coveting convenience. If he went to Shaolin Temple to steal the jade bottle in the hand of the Guanyin Buddha statue, the Shinto monk would be killed.
Crackling ...
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"Master, go!" Bingqing Yujie, the four women, protected Aspen behind them, watching the shinto monk on the back of the spider horrified.
Standing high above him, he looked down at the people present and said maliciously: "Go? No one can go!"
"Hey, are you a ghost?" Bai Yang asked, looking out at Lin Binger's shoulder.
The other person looked at Bai Yang, and smiled evilly: "You are Bai Yang? You killed my blood lotus and taught so many people not to run?"
"Why should I run? Didn't you see the golden light of me? Also, you didn't answer my question," Bai Yang said, staring at the other side.
"Hahaha, just you? Still merit merit? I didn't see it, but I saw you stubborn!" Shinto monk burst into laughter ... (to be continued.).
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