Lin Hanyu paid the most attention to his reputation in his life. His clothes were torn and his shoulders were exposed. He couldn't help but be ashamed, anxious and angry as he wished he could find a stone to "kill" him to avoid such a great humiliation.

The shadow demon laughed, and his saliva dripped out. He stretched out his big black charcoal-like hand and grabbed Lin Hanyu's shoulder.

Zhou Nianping was the first to endure it, and showed up and said loudly: "Stop it, you smelly mud embryo, quickly put down your dirty hands, where can you touch it? Get out of here."

The Shadow Demon was afraid and couldn't help but retreat a few steps. He suddenly remembered that the "turbid spirit" could not kill him at all, and his courage gradually became stronger.

Fang Zhiliang held up the oil-paper umbrella, followed Zhou Nianping with Mu Changfeng, and walked over quickly.

"Don't look at what is wrong, don't listen to what is wrong. You dirty thing is attacking a innocent girl. Your shameless ability has indeed reached the pinnacle." Zhou Nian is careless in daily life, but in essence, he is a gentleman who pays attention to the defense of men and women. He took off his outer shirt and closed his eyes to Lin Hanyu. He was extremely careful in his movements, for fear of touching her by accident.

"Thank you." Lin Hanyu escaped, and was very afraid. Zhou Nianping's small actions moved him even more.

"Grandpa has really seen you very much today. You are a toad that is irresistible and wants to eat swan meat. Look at them, they are pure and beautiful, and look at you. The stone maggots in the pit are stinking, and you are worthy of it." When Zhou Nianping opened his eyes, the raging arose, and he had no choice but to get rid of the shadow demon for a moment, and he had to hold back the murderous thought that was about to be moved.

The Shadow Demon was no longer afraid of him and said with a smile: "What, do you want to use the method of using poison to fight poison? You are doing it."

"Bah." Zhou Nianping noticed the oil paper umbrella in the Shadow Demon's hand, turned his head, looked at the oil paper umbrella in Fang Zhiliang's hand, grinned, and smiled, "Junior brother, that umbrella is your masterpiece, right?"

"It's good at all."

"Don't tell my senior brother that you are kind."

"Have good intentions and bad intentions."

"Yo, what does it mean, please explain."

"Let him be temporarily free from the burning of sunlight, this is my junior brother's kindness."

"Where is your malicious intention?"

"One of his hands was occupied by an umbrella. If he fights with us, he can only use one hand, and his ability is greatly reduced. It is much easier for us to grab an umbrella than a cloak."

The Shadow Demon became more and more afraid the more he heard it. He held the wooden handle of the oil paper umbrella tightly, "What are you talking about?"

Zhou Nianping gently touched his chin and said with a smile: "Idiot, what we mean is that snatch the umbrella and let you get rid of the turbid, damp and odor by the sun. Oh, the sunshine this morning is really good, and the effect of detoxification should be better than the past."

The Shadow Demon was shocked. Although he had a cultivation level of 1,500 years, neither Mu Changfeng nor Zhou Nianping were easy. Fang Zhiqiang, a half-ghost and half-demon, was eyeing him. Now that the enemy is numerous and we are few, the defeat is determined, it is still important to escape.

The Shadow Demon finally looked at Lin Hanyu reluctantly, jumped up, and floated several feet away.

"Oh, he ran faster than a rabbit. I guess I can't catch up. Junior brother, think of a solution."

Mu Changfeng was not anxious at all, and slowly tidied up Zhou Nianping's wrinkled sleeves, which was quite leisurely.

"It's like the shadow is gone, hurry up, hurry up, go faster, good, try harder, run away." Zhou Nianping guessed Mu Changfeng's intentions, and happily watched the wind running farther and farther under the shadow demon's feet, as if watching a wonderful drama, and applauded excitedly, "Okay, old guy, run fast enough, I can't catch up even if I'm so tired."

Shi Lei said anxiously: "Don't let him go."

"Look at it, one, two, three." As soon as the words came, the Shadow Demon had already run to the foot of the mountain. As he was about to rush into a forest, Mu Changfeng suddenly snapped his fingers.

The barrier isolated from the sun on the oil paper umbrella was immediately removed. The shadow demon's body was shining with the sun, making a harsh sound, which was quite like water suddenly added to a hot oil pan. "Sharp" was extremely unpleasant.

The following scene will be unforgettable for everyone. The shadow demon's body began with his feet and turned into dark mist bit by bit, followed by his waist and chest. The black mist turned from thick to light, dissipated into the morning breeze, and gradually disappeared without a trace.

The Shadow Demon's head was struggling for the last time, shaking from side to side, and letting out a beast-like roar and wailing.

Zhou Nianping shouted: "A dirty thing, even the gods can't save you when they die. Why don't you hurry up? You can't lose enough eyes? Leave a head to breathe, and you can survive. There are still a few people who can really breathe. One person comes forward and kicks you, and you can do whatever you should do."

The Shadow Demon turned his head, his eyes were so bitter that he stared at everyone. His eyes and cheeks were pitch black. Everyone could not see his sinister and unwilling appearance, but they all noticed a fierce aura that was coming to his face.

When Mu Changfeng was about to use the Spirit-Devouring Pearl, the distant and ethereal bell sound came from Lingyun Temple. The sound was not loud, but there was a force to cleanse the darkness, which instantly suppressed the fierce aura.

The Shadow Demon no longer had the power to fight the beasts. He sighed, closed his eyes, and his head turned into black mist, completely dissipating between heaven and earth.

"My good junior brother, I'm getting better and better, and I'm doing pretty well." Zhou Nianping jumped up excitedly, and a whirl of praise rushed out of his mouth.

Mu Changfeng had no time to pay attention to it, secretly used his spiritual power, looked up at the peak, and saw the monk ringing the bell with gentle eyes and looking down at the foot of the mountain, with infinite compassion.

The monk noticed Mu Changfeng's gaze, immediately smiled slightly, folded his hands together, silently recited "Amitabha" and turned around and left quickly.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!