Chapter 307 The Wolf Demon of Nine Spirits Holy Land
Chapter 307 The Wolf Demon of Nine Spirits Holy Land
"Why are you tickling my soles? If that person steps even one step into the range of the Dragon Subduing Stake, it will be much easier for us to deal with it!"
Flames were burning in the temple, and Zhang Xuezhou, who was hiding next to the corpse, had to stop pretending to be dead and carefully followed the monks out of the temple.
Najima stared at Zhang Xuezhou, always feeling that the soles of her feet had been tickled by Zhang Xuezhou.
"You must have seen it wrong. I was lying on the ground and pretending to be dead. How could I scratch the soles of your feet?" Zhang Xuezhou denied.
"Forget it, forget it," Bhadra advised, "It is not appropriate for the enemy to have disputes now."
"but I……"
"Najima, you ruined Buddha's affairs, it's your turn to go into battle and help Buddha!"
Najima was about to say something, but the old monk started to interrupt.
His eyes pointed to the open space in front of the temple.
In that open space, Buddha's body kept shuttling back and forth like a ghost, and there was also a giant wolf with snow-white hair that also maintained an extremely fast speed to entangle and kill him.
This royal guardian named Jiufeng Demon Saint is in the form of a wolf demon. He is very powerful and his fighting style is very similar to that of Buddha, or even better.
Among the silhouettes that quickly shuttled and dodged, a little bit of red kept flashing along with the figures.
Buddha's ability to kill with his hands was extremely strong, and his body was never stained with blood.
If there is blood infecting the body, it must be the Buddha himself who has been injured.
The old monk held a magic bell and kept urging Najima to come and help.
Among the monks, he is good at bewitching and driving away beasts, Bhadra is good at locking and killing at medium distances, and Najima is good at close combat.
"Damn it, it was Long Tan Po who assisted the Buddha in the past," Najima said unwillingly.
"If you want to drive the ghost chain to the enemy, you can also try it," Bhadra said.
"I don't need that chain for extracting semen and blood," Najma said, shaking her head repeatedly.
"This chain is quite dangerous!"
Beside the monks, Zhang Xuezhou was holding the ghost chain, and felt that these monks were indeed evil.
He was also glad that he had suffered a lot and would not take advantage of any magic weapon he saw.
Until now, he has not used his magic power to control this magic weapon chain.
"The ghost chain is more focused on locking infernal objects. Once you use it to lock people, you will inevitably have to pay a price." The old monk said: "You have to pay a little blood to lock the enemy to death and take his life. It is still worth the price."
"That's what you always said!"
Zhang Xuezhou touched the ghost chain and did not use his magic power to refine it despite the old monk's hint.
He had something strange before. Even if his companion died, if his companion's magic weapon could still be used, most people would use it as a backup.
But the ghost chain seemed to be of no importance and was placed among the piles of stolen property by the monks. Zhang Xuezhou felt vaguely that something was wrong at that time, and he didn't understand it until now.
"Look, Mr. Buddha is feeling very uncomfortable now. The blood is flowing to the soles of his feet. We have to go up and help!"
The old monk also wanted to persuade Zhang Xuezhou to use the ghost chain in case of emergency, which forced Zhang Xuezhou to quickly point to the Buddha and the royal guardian in the struggle.
In the open space, a footprint stained with blood was left on the ground.
Buddha's ghostly figure is still flexible, but no one knows whether Buddha will fall down at the next moment.
"Najima, come up quickly. What are you looking at?"
Zhang Xuezhou then focused his artillery fire on Najima, who was holding the sword and did not dare to step forward.
"Najima!"
The old monk spoke loudly.
"It's not that I don't go up to help Buddha. How can I go up and help? I can't see the traces of the wolf demon at all!" Najima said desperately.
"We can only use the golden body given by the Buddha to forcefully insert it." Bhadra frowned and said, "Let's see if we can give the Buddha a chance to breathe."
"This wolf demon is indeed very powerful. He probably comes from the Nine Spirits Holy Land." The old monk said, "Only in that holy land can there be such a powerful wolf demon."
"There is also an evil Luo Chuan Holy Land with many great demons!"
"The big demons in Xie Luo Chuan are good at flying and are different from those demons in Nine Spirits Holy Land!"
The voices of the old monk and Bhadra gradually became lowered, while Najma on the side kept chanting mantras.
"It won't matter if you get a slash on your body. This technique is really powerful!"
The old monk was shot with an arrow and hacked by a military officer.
At this time, there were still visible arrow wounds and knife wounds on the opponent's body, and blood was constantly spilling out, but the old monk spoke without any pain. Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but marvel at this ability.
"As far as there is no pain, you will still die if you don't get help in time..."
Najima muttered, and bravely rushed towards the center of the battle between Fozi and the wolf demon with the sword in hand.
"Bang! Hiss!"
There was a heavy blow and a sound like cloth being torn, and among the chasing man and monster, a corpse that was cut into nearly two pieces was also thrown out.
"It can't be saved!"
"He seems to be aware of the flaws in our Buddha-given golden body. This kind of injury cannot be saved!"
Bhadra whispered, and another old monk nodded slightly.
"It's your turn," said the old monk.
"I can't lock on to that wolf demon" Bhadra replied in a low voice.
"But someone must rush forward," the old monk said: "Najima just created an opportunity for Buddha to hit the wolf demon hard. If it happens again, the wolf demon will definitely not be able to bear it."
"Mocolola, why didn't you go up?"
"I'm old and slow!"
"This doesn't require any reaction, and we can't react either!"
"I was stabbed and hit by an arrow. I was afraid I would have been killed before I could intervene in the battle."
"As long as the wolf demon can waste its methods on you, Fuzi will definitely seize the opportunity to kill you."
"You don't respect your elders, no matter what you say, I am still your senior!"
"Senior, that's not what you do!"
"you……"
…
The two monks kept arguing in low voices. When Zhang Xuezhou quietly took a step back, he saw two hands grabbing at him at the same time.
"Let's go!"
The old monk Mokolola exhaled and made a sound, stretched out his hand to grab Zhang Xuezhou's body, and Bhadra's arm suddenly became thicker, and he lifted Zhang Xuezhou's body forward.
"Buddha, we are here to help you!"
Bhadra shouted and pushed Zhang Xuezhou away towards the center of the fierce fight.
Najma's fate proves the consequences of those who intervene in this kind of fight. Whether it is Mokolola or Bhadra, the fate of the two of them is no different from Najma's.
The golden body given by the Buddha only reduces the pain of their injuries, but does not completely prevent them from being hurt.
If they are cut into two pieces, they will inevitably die.
If they don't want to die and need to help Buddhist disciples, besides instigating their fellow disciples, they can obviously use local materials.
Bhadra shouted, and then quickly fell into silence.
"You're dumbfounded, I can fly!"
His body was pushed across the sky, and looking at the center of the fierce battle between Fozi and the wolf demon, the demon power in Zhang Xuezhou's body began to circulate rapidly.
The demonic power gushes out from the acupoints and pours into the blood vessels and flesh.
In just one or two seconds, Zhang Xuezhou's arm feathers penetrated.
The sharp iron-like feathers even made a slight crisp sound when they spread their wings.
Zhang Xuezhou spread his wings vigorously, and his body quickly rose nearly twenty meters into the air.
After saying a few words, Zhang Xuezhou flew high again.
When he was nearly eighty meters away from the ground, he opened his mouth and shouted downwards.
"Son of Buddha, Bhadra has a different intention, and he has no intention of rescuing you at all!"
"Young Master, you are falsely accusing me. My love for the Buddha can be seen from the distant sun and bright moon!"
"Then hurry up and help!"
Zhang Xuezhou shouted.
Any other person who was plotted by these two monks would be made a scapegoat.
In this wilderness, Zhang Xuezhou did not expect any justice, morality, or justice.
But when others wanted to kill him, Zhang Xuezhou was very willing to fight back if he had the ability.
Right now, he was pushing Bhadra to die, and at this moment, Mokolola even spoke to help him.