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Eight hundred and eighty fifth chapter nine deaths

"Ding Fengbo." Chen Luo shouted softly.

The light on the water blue pearl suddenly shone, and an extremely powerful force of restraint suddenly emanated from it.

Zimo found that the pointed cone in his hand stopped at a distance of only about a minute from the sinking heart, and his body was also confined to the spot, with only one pair of eyes trembling constantly.

Shen Luo took a step back, and calmly tweaked the rat's pointed cone to the side, and the confined space around him moved again.

The pointed cone in the mouse's hand stuck to the corner of his clothes and stabbed it in the empty space, but the golden rope did not fall into nothing, and directly wrapped around the mouse's body and tied him up.

Chen Luo did not hesitate at all. The Huangting Sutra practiced to the extreme, and waves of golden light emitting all over his body. After the phantoms of dragons and elephants flew out one after another, they turned into solid light and poured into Zhenhai iron rods...

"Die me."

Chen Luo shouted loudly, and the Zhenhai iron stick in his hand shone brightly and smashed it on the rat.

After feeling the amazing aura, the rat could not believe that this was the power that a cultivator in the True Immortal Stage could burst out.

"Chenlong, save me, save me..." He cried out in panic without caring about anything else.

Just as he opened his mouth to call for help, Ma Xiuxiu's figure had already disappeared from the spot and suddenly appeared behind Shen Luo.

He stretched out with one hand, and there was no more virtual light. Her palm directly showed the dragon claw's true body, and her five fingers were as sharp as a hook, slashing towards the sinking heart.

Chen Luo just tilted his body slightly and did not choose to avoid it completely. The Zhenhai iron rod waving in his hand did not stop at all. He actually stubbornly smashed the mouse in a nearly life-exchanging posture.

This time, not only Zishi was stunned, but even Ma Xiuxiu's eyes flashed with surprise. As for Xiaoyu and other members of the Yuhu clan, they could no longer help but scream.

"Brother Shen!"

With an urgent scream, a blood light penetrated through his right chest.

Ma Xiuxiu's dragon clawed arm pierced his chest through the sinking back heart, and half of his bloody heart was still grasping between his five fingers.

Almost at the same time, a blast exploded in front of Shen Luo.

The Zhenhai iron rod hit the rat's head without any force, and suddenly turned into a violent force and exploded, tearing the rat's body and soul into pieces.

Everyone present was shocked by the scene in front of him. No one expected that Chen Luo would actually exchange his life with Zishi.

The face under Ma Xiuxiu's face was also a little stiff. When Chen Luo appeared in front of her again, she had imagined killing him more than once, but when this scene really came, she felt a blank suddenly appear in her mind.

She took back her palm blankly, let Shen Luo's body slowly slide down from her arm and fell to the ground.

At this moment, a roar came from the sky, and the sound was like rolling thunder, shaking the sky.

The Bull Demon King saw the scene of the death of the sinking below, and his body fell from the sky like a meteorite.

Seeing that he was coming fiercely, Ma Xiuxiu did not dare to fight him. The moment he landed, he had already escaped a hundred feet away and distanced him.

The moment the Bull Demon King fell, he pulled out the banana fan from behind and slapped Ma Xiuxiu suddenly.

"Boom..."

The color between heaven and earth immediately changed, the void began to tremble violently, and a stream of wind pillars emerged out of thin air, yellow and turbulent, surging towards Ma Xiuxiu.

A huge wall of sand and dust surged up on the earth, shattering the broken branches of the trees all over the ground and swept past.

The land on Jilei Mountain seemed to be stirred up by people, and the place where they passed was in a mess.

Ma Xiuxiu was swept by the strong wind and her body could not be stabilized immediately. She flew into the sky involuntarily. After several spins, she stabilized slightly, but she was still inevitably blown into the distance.

All the demons in the mountains and forests were also affected by the storm, and a large number of weak skeleton ghost soldiers were torn apart by the hurricane and turned directly into powder. As for the other monsters, they were naturally irresistible and were blown to the high altitude.

Seeing that many demons were defeated by the strong wind, another figure fell from the sky, but stood in front of the demons unmoved, blocking the turbulent wind.

The man was burly and covered in bone armor. He was the Jiu Ming who had fought with the Bull Demon King before.

I saw a purple gold gourd in his hand, with colorful lights blooming in his body, and a golden pill hanging at the mouth of the gourd. However, the size of a longan was emitting a strong golden halo, which rippled layer by layer like a tide.

Each layer of halo brushes around, and the impact of the violent hurricane is eliminated.

As the layers of halos continued to ripple, the hurricane waving from the banana fan was calmed down little by little, and there was no wave around it until it returned to peace.

The Bull Demon King stared at the purple gold gourd and golden pills in Jiu Ming's hand, and the angry expression in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

"That's the legendary Dingfeng Bead, right?" At this time, a voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

"good……"

As soon as the Bull Demon King said it, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He suddenly turned around and said happily: "Fellow Daoist Shen, are you okay?"

"I almost got pierced through my heart, but fortunately she was still a little bit off." Shen Luo rubbed his heart and said in fear.

This is naturally not true. Ma Xiuxiu's attack did penetrate his heart just now, but it was not completely ruined. For ordinary monks, who had already died long ago, could not die anymore. He repaired this fatal injury with the technique of peeling.

"Brother Shen is lucky. If you can escape today, you will have good luck in the future." After hearing this, the Bull Demon King couldn't help but say.

After just saying that, his expression became heavier.

"Why not use escape technique to take everyone away?" Shen Luo asked in a hurry with his brows and sent a voice.

"It's not that easy. This time the demon attack was very comprehensive. Not only was Jiu Ming personally led the team, but he also set up a sealing formation before the attack, blocking the entire Jilei Mountain." Niu Mowang explained.

Shen Luo looked up at the sky, and then he realized that the sky seemed to be the same as usual, but the clouds hanging in the sky seemed to be nailed to death in the void, and there was no sign of movement.

"It is impossible for so many people to escape unscathed. Fellow Daoist Shen, I will try to break the ban on the sky in a while. I will escape from here with my jade face. I have already owe her for a lifetime and can't kill him again." The Bull Demon King said in a voice transmission.

When Shen Luo heard this, he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

"Thank you." Bull Demon King thanked him and stepped forward.

I saw the blue and black light suddenly lit up, my body shook suddenly, and my body began to grow rapidly, and in a flash, it turned into a majestic giant as high as a hundred feet.

He held a huge mixed iron rod in his hand, whistling and swinging, and was about to poke towards the sky.
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