Xiaobai punched and scattered the scholar's figure again. When he condensed into shape again, another bolt of lightning fell.
Seeing this situation, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that if Xiaobai and Chen Zheng joined forces, even if they couldn't kill that guy, they wouldn't be defeated in a short time.
Now I'm going all out to deal with that guy who looks like a farmer.
At this time, a strong wind blew from an unknown place in the cave, making our clothes rustle.
At this time, the old Taoist held the ghost-slaying sword in his hand. The sword light was dancing everywhere, and the sounds of ghosts crying could be heard from the sword.
I don't know how many ghost king-level ghosts were restrained on the ghost-slaying sword. At this time, as the sword in the old Taoist hand danced, those ghosts flew out one after another, screaming strangely and rushing towards the woman holding a red flower.
passed.
Although the woman was a little embarrassed when faced with the old sword and the ghosts flying towards her, she was not too panicked. She kept waving the flower in her hand, as if an invisible wall of air had formed around her.
Those ghosts cannot get close at all.
The little guy on the other side was fighting with the tall man.
I took a look and saw that although the ghost-headed sword in the man's hand was very scary, he was no match for the little guy.
I believe it won't take long for the little guy to take care of him.
Duanmuqing on the other side was waving the Xingtian ax in his hand and the two monks were clearing away the poisonous puppets. The battle was very fierce.
I snorted coldly, stretched out my finger, and a stream of corpse energy flew out of my hand, and rolled towards the body of the farmer-like mountain god.
The mountain god didn't dare to fight hard and dodged away.
At this moment, Ixiang hurriedly dealt with him, waved my nails and took a step forward.
But at this moment, I suddenly found that the solid soil under my feet had actually become soft, and it was like stepping on it as if I had just stepped into a muddy swamp, and it took no effort at all.
Moreover, the surrounding air seemed to be getting thicker and thicker, making my movements involuntarily tense.
Not only me, but everyone in the cave was full of action at this time. This scene was very strange, and it looked like a slowed down shot on TV.
At this moment, the mountain god smashed the huge bone in his hand towards my chest.
At this time, I was caught in that weird situation. I had no time to dodge and was directly hit in the chest.
The huge force caused my body to fly up, and then hit the ground heavily.
I looked up and saw that everyone's movements were strangely slowed down, but the incarnations of the mountain gods still moved as usual.
I saw Xiao Bai being slapped by the scholar-like guy and sent flying, the old Taoist was kicked hard by the woman, and even the little guy was almost hit by the strong man's knife.
Originally, the few of us had an absolute chance of winning against the mountain god's clone, but now the sudden changes here have put us in a disadvantageous situation.
Moreover, at this time, the four people he transformed into were extremely powerful and launched attacks non-stop. The farmer-like clone lifted the bone and smashed it towards me.
I roared angrily, raised my arm hard, and blocked it, but my whole arm was numb from the shock.
I looked at the mountain god who looked like a farmer and knew what was going on.
He is the mountain god here, and this is his territory, and he has been the mountain god for who knows how many years. His spiritual soul has long been integrated with this mountain, which is why this mountain god is so powerful.
Now that we are at his home court, although he cannot change the space and time here, he can affect some things, such as slowing down our movements.
There is no way, this is his territory after all, and he has an innate advantage.
If you want to change the current situation, you must first break his technique!
Thinking of this, I looked back at the little guy. He understood what I meant and nodded gently.
If it were in the past, I could do it alone if I wanted to break the mountain god's spell, but I can't do it now.
Because the strength in my body has not been restored yet, without the help of the little guy, it would not be possible to break it.
Seeing the little guy nodding, I took a deep breath, then spread my fingers, roared, and thrust it directly into the ground.
There was a heartbreaking sound, and all ten of my nails were immediately inserted into the hard rock.
Then I yelled again, using my hands hard, my ten nails kept scratching on the ground, and immediately made cracks on the ground.
At this time, the little guy also jumped up, slamming his fists on the ground, and the rumbling sound kept ringing in the cave.
Of course we wouldn't smash the ground for no reason, but the little guy and I could both see that the foundation of Shan Shen Ye's technique was the ground beneath our feet.
As long as the ground is destroyed, this spell can be broken.
The rumbling sound kept ringing, but for a moment, there was a crisp sound in the air, as if something broke.
At this time, I also found that my actions had returned to normal.
At this time, the guy holding the white fracture fan had rushed in front of Xiao Bai, and the fan in his hand was about to fall towards Xiao Bai's head.
I snorted coldly, took a step forward, and then slapped him with my hand.
The scholar who felt the danger swayed and was about to float away.
But it was too late, my nails had already touched him.
Then a stream of corpse energy surged out from my fingernails and tightly wrapped around his right arm.
I waved my fingers and stirred, instantly smashing his entire right arm into pieces.
At this time, the old farmer raised the bones in his hand and hit me on the head again.
I snorted coldly and waved my arms.
A stream of corpse energy flew out of my hand, targeting the farmer's neck.
call!
Corpse energy flashed through, and the farmer who had originally rushed up stopped in mid-air, and then his head slowly left his body and rolled down toward the ground.
But before it hit the ground, the head and body had turned into a line of black smoke and disappeared completely.
But the scholar who was holding the folding fan and had only one arm left knew that something was wrong, his face changed color and he was about to step back.
I snorted again, how could I let him run away like that?
The corpse energy in his hand surged out crazily, immediately wrapping around the guy's body, and then stirred, instantly crushing him to pieces.
At this time, the little guy on the other side jumped up high.
The big man slashed his head with the ghost-headed sword in his hand, but the little guy didn't pay attention at all and punched him directly.
After one punch, the huge ghost head sword turned into a black shadow, and the little guy's fist fell directly on the strong man's head.
