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Chapter 836 Nine Lotus Alliance (4)

The evil dog was killed by an old tree stump that jumped out of the Nine Lotus Treasure Boat.

These ferocious dogs are extremely ferocious, spit out black air, and have the terrifying power to dissolve everything and collapse the void. But at first glance, this old tree stump is just a tattered stump left after being cut down, but it has extremely vitality.

It's tenacious, and there are a few thin buds growing on it.

Facing the black gas spitted out by the vicious dogs, the old tree stump quickly sprouted countless extremely thin ivy, which bound and restrained the vicious dogs, giving birth to fine barbs, swallowing up their essence and blood, and finally

Not a hair was left.

So, in the thirty-three-year period, Cicada recruited dozens of large and agile carp.

These big carp are born with space dimension creatures. They are born with the magical power to travel through the void and ignore the distance in space. They can also spit out crystal light that penetrates the void. Ordinary defensive restrictions and defensive spiritual treasures can all be struck by these crystal lights.

And if broken, it is extremely difficult to defend.

Facing these big carps, a fist-sized black ball of light jumped out of the Nine Lotus Treasure Boat.

This ball of light is actually a strange creature. It has extremely strong mass and huge gravity. It twists the void and distorts the laws. The big carps are forcibly attracted by it, and they are as difficult to stick to in the void as if they were glued.

Moved. Those strange sky-breaking crystal lights were directly swallowed by this black ball of light, leaving not even a single residue.

These big carp were also swallowed hard by the black ball of light, and there was no residue left.

Ever since, the Thirty-Three-Year Cicada continued to attract some strange creatures.

These creatures were all the unlucky ones that he used as materials and shields to avoid disasters in the past years, during the thirty-three years that Cicada avoided disasters, and were exterminated by his means.

These unlucky souls were used as escape tools for the Thirty-Three-Year Cicada during their lifetime, and could not rest in peace after death. He used secret techniques to refine them into puppets that would take their place in death. At this moment, they were summoned by him to interact with these creatures on the Nine Lotus Treasure Boat.

Terror exists and is desperate.

On the Nine Lotus Treasure Boat, all kinds of strange and bizarre creatures keep appearing.

They had just restrained these strange groups summoned by the Thirty-Three-Year Cicada. No matter how varied their skills were, they were all neutralized, killed and eliminated one by one by the powerful beings on the Nine Lotus Treasure Boat.

Monk Pudu was laughing wildly, and the thirty-six white-bone gods and demons were laughing so hard that their bones were rubbing against each other, making constant "kakakakak" sounds.

"That's it? That's it? Junior brother, this is not enough, this is not enough... How is it possible to use this little trick to avoid disaster? Show me your trump card, show your real trump card, don't let me down,

Don’t let us fellow Taoists down!”

"Resist hard, use your greatest strength to resist! The more fierce you resist, the stronger your foundation is, and your body will be more useful to us!" Monk Pudu laughed loudly: "We can't wait to wait.

I’ll capture you, harvest your true body, and use it to strengthen our Nine Lotus Treasure Boat.”

Thirty-three years later, the cicada's chirping became louder and shriller, and more bizarre tribes were summoned by him.

Lu Qian was amazed when he saw it.

The Taoist Taoist's attack on Lu Qian also gradually intensified, and countless extremely thin black tentacles strangled him from all over the sky. The sandalwood merit staff in Lu Qian's hand became more and more hot, and the light emitted was like nine suns in his hand at the same time.

, the burning made Lu Qian's hands make a "chichi" sound.

After another wave of summoned unlucky ones were wiped out, the Thirty-Three-year-old Cicada sighed faintly: "That little fellow Taoist, why don't we join forces? They want my life, but obviously, they won't let you go either."

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Lu Qian said nothing.

Monk Pudu controlled thirty-six bones of gods and demons, and at the same time glanced at Lu Qian.

Then, the thirty-six white-bone gods and demons laughed at the same time: "Taoist bastard, kill him... Hurry up... These bones and gods and demons have obsessions in their hearts, and they have an obsession with Monk Fahai... No matter what this obsession is,

Why it was born, why it exists... In short, with the death of monk Fahai, the obsession will naturally disappear."

The Bone Gods and Demons grinned wildly, raised their arms, and rolled up white torrent whirlpools.

As he shook his hands, twenty-seven thunderbolts condensed from the Buddha's flames struck at Lu Qian's head, while nine identical thunderfires struck at the white-bone god and demon formed from the fish and the tiger.

The immortal lotus platform above Lu Qian's head was dazzling, and the white bone divine thunders the size of hills fell down. When illuminated by the faint bright light, they were like snow lions in the warm sunshine. They were peeled off and melted layer by layer quickly, failing to affect Lu.

not cause any harm.

The white-bone god and demon transformed by Yu Diaihu was obviously caught off guard by the enemy.

Nine bone divine thunders exploded on his body, with a loud sound and a strange shock that caused the void around him to suddenly twist and shatter. The white bone divine devil transformed by Yu Diaihu had at least thirty bones in his upper body exploded.

It was shattered, the body was crooked, almost half of the waist was broken, and it collapsed.

"Bastard!" Yu Diaihu's voice mixed with Monk Pudu's voice, roaring angrily.

Lu Qian used his staff to force the Taoist Taoist back a few steps, and then laughed loudly: "Interesting, interesting, it turns out that there are nine brothers among you who remember my good deeds! Very good, very good, just look at it

For the sake of the nine of you, I will save you!"

Lu Qian laughed loudly, while Monk Pudu roared angrily: "Save them? Just you? Why?"

The Taoist Taoist screamed loudly, and dozens of extremely thin blood-colored tentacles suddenly appeared among the countless black tentacles. These blood-colored tentacles swept in silently like soft whips, and were about to wrap around Lu Qian's body.

Compared with the previous black tentacles, these bloody tentacles are more filthy and ferocious, and have an evil feeling that people don't want to touch at all - that feeling is like a person with mysophobia seeing a thing that has been brewing for thousands of years.

The huge latrine is so big that it makes people vomit!

This time Lu Qian did not hide his clumsiness or withdraw his strength. He exerted all his strength and shocked all his magic power and all his Taoism.

In this world, the power of faith from the Eastern Buddhist Kingdom was absorbed into Lu Qian's body almost instantly, and a layer of extremely dazzling Buddha light suddenly burned on his body surface.

The Taoist monk screamed in shock, and his countless black and blood-colored tentacles suddenly touched the burning Buddha's light on Lu Qian's body. They kept making "chichi" sounds, and thick black gas came out. In an instant, most of the tentacles were melted away.

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The thirty-three-year-old cicada's laughter sounded faintly: "In that case, then, senior brother, I will do as you wish. I will really use my full strength!"

"Fellow Daoist Fahai, please use all your strength. Life or death for you and me depends on this move."

Thirty-three years ago, the cicada screamed wildly, and then, the sky suddenly exploded, and a huge giant crashed into this world.

During the break between meetings, I couldn’t take a break and grabbed some updates.

Zhutou is not young anymore. He has been writing novels for twenty years and has made some achievements. However, simply writing novels is a bit monotonous and pale.

Now through our own efforts, if we can develop our city and make a little progress and improvement in our daily life, it will be quite meaningful. I hope everyone will support me.


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