But he didn't stop, because the most troublesome one was still transforming.
However, there are so many evil spirits that they constantly obstruct the evil monk's progress.
"If only my robes were here."
"Where are the scriptures placed?"
His figure was gradually submerged in the evil spirits.
"Hurry." Fang Zhiyi pointed his right hand with a sword and made a hand seal with his left hand. He was pleasantly surprised to find that it actually worked. With just this one finger, the evil ghost riding on the evil monk's head screamed and turned into ashes in an instant.
The evil monk looked confused and said: "Why don't you leave? Hurry up and leave!"
Fang Zhiyi shook his head: "I'm sorry for not helping you find the props. If I leave like this, I'll probably break the record. I don't know if there's a D below the C..."
The evil monk didn't understand what he said, but he could see clearly that this man was extremely ferocious.
"So, my brother Fang knows the conditions for passing the level, but he's too lazy to look for them?"
"What exactly is his move? How can it be used against strange things?"
"He looks a bit like Li Lei."
"How can it be similar? That Li Lei is just pure luck!"
"It's bloody and violent."
"Is this evil monk even a human? Oh my god, if it were me, I would have fought him on the first day."
"Where are those who scolded Brother Fang earlier? Come out and get beaten."
"Fang Zhiyi is nothing special. He is also going to be unworthy."
"Damn stupid people, shut your mouth."
The strange live broadcast room was once again flooded with exclamation marks.
They saw how cruel Fang Zhiyi was. Not only could he beat those ordinary monsters, he could even hold down the heads of evil spirits that were about to take shape!
"His gestures strike me as dangerous."
"I feel terrified even through the screen."
"Sometimes I wonder if he's weird or if we're weird."
"It's so scary, so scary, so scary, so scary"
"I've never seen a human rip a weird head off with their bare hands."
"I hope the Lord of Weirdness will protect me from encountering this madman in the future."
"Chuckle, chuckle, chuckle"
It was almost midnight when Fang Zhiyi grabbed the evil ghost's head with one hand and rubbed his body with the other. The evil monk looked at him and cautiously took two steps back.
"So, your talisman, rice bowl, Zen staff, scriptures, and cassock are all lost?"
The evil monk nodded.
"What's going on with them?"
"Evil monk, they worship evil spirits." The evil monk nodded. "I am a wandering monk. I came here a few days ago and soon discovered that something is wrong here. They... are no longer human."
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