Infinity: A Time Travel Korean Horror Film

With the blessing of the old monk's maxims, the golden color of the rosary became brighter than before and once again covered the Blood Moon Saint.

Without panic, the Blood Moon Saint raised the ghost-head knife in his hand and slashed seven or eight times at the rosary in the sky.

Click, click, click!

After the last blow, the rosary beads could no longer withstand the huge force and gradually became smaller and fell from the air.

"buzz"

"what"

"Hum"

Monk Hongxiang sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, and uttered three words in succession.

The descending rosary stopped in mid-air. This time it became bigger, and the golden lines gradually recovered. Wisps of golden gas overflowed from it, like a burning little sun.

Whoosh!

A rosary shot towards the Blood Moon Saint Lord at an incredible speed, as if it was carrying a tremendous force.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

...

Then the remaining forty-one beads were shot towards Moon Saint Lord at the same time, as fast as the wind and as powerful as a rainbow.

The Blood Moon Saint has nowhere to hide!

Suddenly, a scarlet cloak appeared behind the Blood Moon Saint Lord. The cloak seemed to have life, circling around the Blood Moon Saint Lord at a very fast speed.

The rosary beads that shot towards him were all blocked by his cloak, and then returned to their original positions one by one, continuing to float.

"Is that all?" Blood Moon Saint Lord said loudly.

puff!

Monk Hongxiang, who was sitting on the ground, was attacked back and spat out blood.

"Om"

"Well"

"Woolen cloth"

"Bah"

"mum"

"Hum!"

The old monk uttered eight words in succession. Every time he uttered a word, a corresponding golden character flew out of his mouth. When he finished saying the eight words, eight huge golden characters appeared in the air.

Afterwards, all the characters exploded and turned into a golden storm, covering the forty-two beads. It quickly rotated around the Blood Moon Saint and surrounded him like a violent storm.

At this time, the old monk's face was as pale as gold paper, but he still remained sitting, motionless.

The golden storm blocked the view, and no one knew what was happening inside the storm. Only the sound of tinkling could be heard.

puff!

Suddenly the old monk spat out another mouthful of blood, fell to the ground and fainted.

At the same time, the golden storm also stopped, revealing the Blood Moon Saint Lord who was unharmed inside.

"You can die now!" The Blood Moon Saint swung the ghost-head knife in his hand and attacked the fallen old monk.

when!

A black wooden sword knocked the ghost-head knife away, and Fang Jiande took action.

"Zhaozhen, help monk Hongxiang back, leave this place to us!" Fang Jiande said to Bai Zhaozhen on the side.

"Oh!" The little girl went to help the old monk after hearing this.

"Little Taoist, are you determined to die?" The Blood Moon Saint did not care about the life or death of Monk Hongxiang. He only cared about whether he could get away from Li Xiaojun, the human-shaped nuclear bomb, as soon as possible.

"Dust returns to dust, gods are in heaven, demons are in hell! To eliminate demons in the world, the three mountains and five peaks will come to help!"

Fang Jiande held a whisk in one hand and a peach wood sword in the other, and drew talismans in the air.

"In compliance with the command of the Three Pure Ones, I ask Xuanyue's Dharma Body to help me!"

"Kill the devil!"

"disease!"

Fang Jiande raised the peach wood sword in his hand. It felt as heavy as if he was carrying a mountain, and there was a phantom of a mountain on the tip of the sword.

It is Mount Heng, the Northern Mountain!

boom!

The peach wood sword was finally raised, and the phantom of a mountain in the sky smashed towards the Blood Moon Saint Lord.

The scarlet cloak blocked his head, and the Blood Moon Saint's body was slightly bent under the pressure, with his entire body below the ankles sunk into the ground.

The two horns on the Blood Moon Saint's head turned red, and then a small flame burned at the end. The ghost-head knife was gone, and he held up the red cloak with both hands, bent his knees, and exerted force.

Whoosh!

The phantom of Hengshan was pushed directly into the air by this guy and disappeared into nothingness.

"The Five Mountain Moving Styles, used by Master Xuhua himself, can probably suppress me for a while, but you... hehe"

"Not even close!"

The Blood Moon Saint shook his head and said to Fang Jiande.

Fang Jiande and Zhang Yun exchanged glances and immediately made their move.

"Dust returns to dust, gods are in heaven, demons are in hell!"

"To eliminate demons in the world, the three mountains and five peaks will come to help!"

"In compliance with the command of the Three Pure Ones, I ask Yue Shan's Dharma Body to help me!"

"Kill the devil!"

"disease!"

A talisman was drawn in the air, the peach wood sword was swung, and the phantom of a mountain smashed over again.

This time we moved to Songshan!

When the phantom appeared, it attracted the aura of the surrounding mountains to gather towards the phantom of Songshan. It is estimated that they have a connection.

This time, the shadow of Songshan was easily caught by the Blood Moon Saint Lord with both hands, and at this moment a crisp voice rang out.

"Heavenly officials give you blessings, and there are no taboos!"

After Zhang Yun finished speaking, he pointed the seal in his right hand at the shadow of Mount Song and pressed it down.

The four green characters "No Taboos" appeared above the shadow, and the whole mountain became heavier.

Suppression started!

boom!

The Blood Moon Saint's expression changed and his legs sank into the ground.

Damn! If you want to move a mountain, then move it. And you can also use suppression to bless it!

Is this what is called a decent person?

Two against one?

Can you please have some shame!

A red cloak blocked his head, and the flames on the double horns on the Blood Moon Saint's head were even more vigorous. Red lines extended from the horns to his cheeks, which was very strange.

Wisps of black gas slowly seeped out from under his feet, floated up and turned into pairs of arms, some slender and some strong, helping him hold up the phantom of Songshan.

As time passed, more and more arms emerged from the black air, and the legs of the Blood Moon Saint slowly rose.

The comparison of power between the two sides gradually tilted towards the Blood Moon Saint Lord.

"when…"

"when…"

"when…"

Three melodious bells rang, and then waves of faint chanting sounds came from all directions of Yunwu Mountain.

The sound of chanting became louder and louder, and the Blood Moon Saint's expression was no longer as relaxed as before, and a chill rose from his heart.

Damn it, these bald donkeys want to use that trick again!

The Blood Moon Saint became anxious, the flames on his double horns suddenly grew larger, and more arms emerged from under his feet.

As the chanting grew louder, the tempo became more rapid.

Bang!

A pagoda at the easternmost end of Yunwu Mountain suddenly rose from the ground and even flew up.

Then it quickly fell on the head of the Blood Moon Saint.

boom!

The guy was sunk into the ground from the waist down.

The Blood Moon Saint Lord became determined. Flames ignited on the two horns on his head. The lines on his face turned black and gold, then spread to his entire body. The spikes on the spine behind him grew again, becoming thicker and longer.

Subsequently, the entire body of the Blood Moon Saint Lord began to grow larger, and his blood-red eyes almost burst into flames.

This change caught everyone off guard.

I watched as the body of the Blood Moon Saint was pulled out from the ground bit by bit.

Sudden.

"One, two, three, four, five, gold, wood, water, fire, earth!"

"disease!"

Li Xiaojun, who was sitting on the side watching the show, took action.

In order to avoid the Chain of Order appearing too abruptly, he pretended to imitate others by reciting a few rhymes, and then raised his right hand.

But this jingle is really fucking catchy.

Brother, why don’t you go and tell the clapper talk?

A golden chain appeared from above Li Xiaojun's head and pounced towards the Blood Moon Saint Lord like a dragon, directly piercing through the demon's collarbone and tying him up tightly.

"Boy, weren't you just a bystander? Ah!" The Blood Moon Saint Lord was so angry at Li Xiaojun that he shouted at him.

"I changed my mind!"