All Chapters of Scripture Of Grave: Chapter 431 - Chapter 440

Qian Shibo laughed arrogantly, looking at the Hell Flame Spirit, who was extremely disgusting in everyone's eyes, with a look of obsession in his eyes, and said with a sinister smile, "This Hell Flame Spirit, but I'm so close It’s a self-proclaimed masterpiece over the past few years, little boy, just be lucky. Most people don’t have the chance to see the true face of the Hell Flame Spirit... Of course, those who see his true face are already too dead to die, hey hey-hey..."Zhang Liangsheng gathered spiritual energy with his hands and immediately formed a seal on his chest. The gorgeous handprints quickly flipped back and forth. As the handprints were formed, the surge of spiritual energy around Zhang Liangsheng became more and more violent."Old man, let me give you a taste of my power, hum!"Zhang Liangsheng shouted low, and suddenly his whole body formed a barrier of milky white aura that rotated rapidly like a hurricane, appearing indestructible. At the

On second thought, although this thought made Zhang Liangsheng feel disgusting and unreasonable, if Qian Shibo had to continuously maintain the spiritual energy consumption of this monster, even if he was a stronger person with a higher level than himself, he would not be able to It can't last too long.Theoretically speaking, Qian Shibo should be the same as himself and consume a lot of spiritual energy.So, if the Hell Flame Spirit really relies on eating itself to replenish itself, can you interrupt this behavior to prevent it from replenishing?Although the power of the Hell Flame Spirit is huge, its destructive power is also very terrifying. Not to mention the other moves it may not have used yet, the big knife in its hand alone is enough to prevent him from getting close to this guy.But if the aura of the Hell Flame Spirit is in a weakened state, from another perspective, the Hell Flame Spirit will be full of flaws. The huge size of this guy mak

"Shengli, little bastard, do you think I would care about victory or defeat?"Uncle Qian looked at Zhang Liangsheng's frail appearance, with a flash of deep sarcasm in his eyes."You didn't think that I would leave like this just because the Hell Flame Spirit was defeated by you, right? Damn you little bastard, I told you that today is your death day, so don't even think about leaving alive for me."Zhang Liangsheng quietly looked at Uncle Qian who was laughing like a lunatic, and said calmly, "Uncle Qian, I advise you to stop. If you don't want the disciples of your Xiangxi Corpse Exorcist School to become the disciples of the corpse exorcists in Xiangxi at the funeral ceremony, It’s a public mistake, you’d better just leave and don’t continue to make mistakes.”Uncle Qian was startled, then looked at Zhang Liangsheng and shouted angrily, "Shut up! How many treasures do you think I have lost because of you? I will get back what I lost from you a thous

"You damn bastards, if you don't stop quickly, our Xiangxi Corpse Exorcist School will never let you go!"The burial potion on Qian Shibo's body has almost been consumed, and there is no burial potion left in the Qiankun Ring that can replenish spiritual energy. At this moment, he can only summon ghosts and ghosts. But each summoning requires a large amount of spiritual energy. Qian Shibo himself knows very well that if he doesn't think of a way, he may really die in the hands of these guys.On the other hand, the people of the Xishan Maitreya sect, although they are not as strong as Qian Shibo, they have seemingly inexhaustible special supplies and are not afraid of him at all. Whenever a new ghost appears, they immediately unite with everyone. Destroying ghosts and monsters in one fell swoop, their well-organized teamwork makes them like a steel division.Geng Xingteng himself was not only consuming burial medicines that replenished spiritual energy, but a

"That thing was something that appeared after the abbot who took me in was cremated. The abbot has always taught the poor monk to be compassionate and treat all things in the world equally... The poor monk didn't know why the Buddha's relics were so precious to the donors. , but if the Buddha's relics can save one person in danger, the poor monk feels that it is not worth it."Zhang Liangsheng glanced at Le Zheng Yingtian, deliberately making him look bad, and deliberately sighed and said, "As expected of a monk, Abbot Shuhai's realm is very high. He is very different from us mortals who are greedy for profit."Lezheng Yingtian couldn't help but blush when he heard Zhang Liangsheng's words. But the young monk smiled shyly and said, "There is no level of realm, and all living beings are equal. As long as you devote yourself to the Buddha, one day the benefactor will be able to understand what the poor monk realized."Zhang Liangsheng looked devoutly at the li