"You're dead..." Xuankong said with a mournful face: "What can I do?"

"What nonsense."

Baizhu complained and threw down the country rat that was jumping around on his shoulder.

"If you're scared, just wait here and I'll be right back."

The monk in white turned into a rainbow light and swept towards the burning dead city. Soon, his figure merged into the sea of ​​fire.

In an instant, there was only one ground rat left on the vast snowfield.

There was a cold wind blowing, and there were gloomy sounds, like the cries of ten thousand ghosts. Xuan Kong, who was peeping his head, was startled. He shrunk his tail and curled up into an autumn shape.

Under the huge shadow, the snake-like octopus tentacles sway slightly, twisted and weird.

Xuan Kong trembled and raised his head. The octopus with compound eyes raised its wings and seemed to be staring at him.

Countless sounds, like the churning of rotten seawater, surged and filled the ears,

In the rotting sea water, all kinds of screams and wild laughter were heard loudly, and they were pulled together, like countless hands, about to pull Xuan Kong into the sea water.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The groundhog howled miserably, no longer hesitated, and rushed into the burning dead city.

"Big lord! Big lord!"

The woodchuck was sobbing, roaring wildly, and moving its limbs desperately.

"Master, master!"

Everything you see is a sea of ​​burning fire. Everything is burning in the fire. The dark red fire is like raindrops and crackling.

"big……"

Suddenly, Xuan Kong's voice stopped abruptly, it trembled and raised its head, and a human face was vaguely revealed in the fire mist.

"Rat meat is not edible!"

He struggled for a long time, but to no avail. The woodchuck used all his strength and howled out the last sentence.

"It's me." A familiar voice sounded.

Xuan Kongzhan raised his head tremblingly, and in the mist of fire, it was Bai Shu's face.

"Knowing that you are timid, I will definitely follow you."

Bai Shu threw him on his shoulders, and with a snap of his fingers, smashed the head of a charcoal corpse.

When the charcoal corpse's head is broken, the values ​​​​on the attribute panel also jump slightly upward.

Xuankong squatted obediently on Baizhu's shoulder and looked around. The charcoal corpses, which had been burned red by the fire, were slowly moving towards the two of them.

Their facial features were blurred, and their armor had been melted into molten iron, which flowed down and made a sizzling sound when it came into contact with their flesh.

These are Dazheng’s soldiers!

Xuankong's pupils shrank, and he carefully identified them for a long time, guessing the identity of these charcoal corpses from some armors that had not been completely melted.

This city was supposed to be garrisoned by soldiers from Dazheng.

only……

Xuan Kong raised his head in confusion. The monk in white clothes was slowly walking forward. Beside him, streaks of five-color light were flowing.

All the charcoal corpses that came close had their heads pierced by the five-colored light and their bodies smashed, but none of them could get within ten feet.

"Attribute value 1."

"Attribute value 13."

"Attribute value 9."

"Attribute value 5."

…

In a place where Xuan Kong couldn't see it, the continuous numerical values ​​were beating rapidly, and Baizhu's eyes became more and more satisfied.

Tu Mouzi watched the halo of light flowing around Baizhu, and in the fire, charcoal corpses gradually surrounded him and pushed in, one after another.

Just as he was about to take action, Bai Zhu stopped him.

"Don't bother." Baizhu patted his head hard: "I'll do it."

"Big...big sir." Xuankong twitched the corner of his mouth: "Did you take the wrong medicine?"

Seeing that there were more and more charcoal corpses, Bai Shu converged his five-color light and completely withdrew his magical power.

He touched the top of his head, and when his hand reached halfway, he shrank back again.

Xuankong heard Bai Shu curse in a low voice and spread out his palms flatly.

Dozens of droplets of blood, as crystal clear as blood diamonds and containing countless surging vitality, were forced out of the palm of the hand by Baizhu.

Those blood drops were so heavy that when they rolled down the palm, they even made a dent in the ground the size of a human head.

The billowing blood energy exploded with a bang, and the energy flowed backwards into the sky. Dozens of figures were blurred into shape, and that was clearly the face of Bai Zhu.

"Let's go."

Bai Shu didn't look too much, he turned into rainbow light and flew towards the twelve-winged octopus.

Boom!

Like the roar of thousands of thunders, the white magicians punched out at the same time, and the violent wind of the fists created a row of exhaust waves, lifting countless burning earth, rocks, and wooden boards into the sky.

So fierce! So domineering!

The ground undulates like water waves. From a distance, you can feel the ground shaking violently, as if dozens of sacred elephants are stepping on the ground. Anyone who is swept by the fist wind will have no bones left and will explode into a handful of blood mist.

The fists were fierce and fierce, and amidst the whistling sound of the air, even the firelight in that area was extinguished.

Bang!

There was another loud noise, and Xuan Sankong shrank his head, not daring to look anymore.

…

…

…

Countless tentacles danced wildly like snakes. On the surface of the huge body like a hill, the dark blue scales shimmered slightly, and twelve pairs of flesh wings covered the sky.

Bai Shu stopped the rainbow light, and on the head of the octopus, there were compound eyes like flies.

One hundred and eight demon-conquering chains were emerging from nothingness, locking it tightly. The Buddha's light was like flames, burning the body that was piled like carrion, emitting a pungent stench.

Above the octopus's head, the monk's eyes were dim.

"Grand Governor, why don't you kill it?"

Bai Shu opened his mouth and spit out a few rays of sword light, hitting the soft body of the octopus. It was like a mud cow sinking into the sea, without any movement at all.

"It can't be killed. My main body is being restrained by Lu Yusheng. This incarnation has limited magical powers."

The monk raised his hand and threw down a book.

Bai Zhu reached out and took it, flipped through a few pages, and found that there were all drawings of black devils on them.

There are weird monsters with dog bodies, temples with dense eyes, bridges with human heads, flying bone lanterns... Even the flesh and blood heart I encountered in Majia Village is recorded.

It is called a meat man.

"The war is urgent, and my incarnation must return as soon as possible."

The monk raised his hand and pointed:

"It's not far from here. I have ordered Zuo Zhao to lead his troops to meet you. I will also kill all the black demons wandering within a hundred miles."

The monk's voice paused, he looked at Baizhu, and said calmly:

"The Grand Governor, the governor of the Chinese and foreign military forces, is the pillar of the country and the important minister of the temple. Even if he has the cultivation of the Five Realms, it is not enough."

The monk’s words are profound:

"If you want to succeed me, I'm afraid you have to do some things so that you can convince the public."

"Disciple is willing to go with the Grand Governor!"

Bai Shu leaned over and bowed, and understood instantly.

"A sword and a gun have no eyesight. With Lu Yusheng restrained, I may not be able to take care of you."

"Life and death are determined by fate. Wealth and honor are in heaven." Bai Shu smiled and said, "You can't blame others!"

He looked deeply into the monk's eyes, his face calm. After a long time, a cheerful smile slowly appeared on the monk's face.

"Good!"
Chapter completed!