The dark wind blew by, and two corpses wearing white wedding dresses stood in front of Wang Zhuo and Duobao.
"Pah, pah!" There were two soft sounds without distinction, and the pulse-locking talisman happened to be stuck on the foreheads of the two evil corpses.
The middle-aged monk was shocked, but then he didn't care at all.
He is a dignified golden elixir monk. Although it seems that he can't escape from killing the robbery, the following two people probably can't escape either.
"Then what I have to do now is to run faster than them!" the middle-aged monk said secretly in his heart, even if his speed was three points faster, his face was still full of smiles.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, the two Taoists below were very careful and did not accept the greeting gift from Pindao. In this case, Pindao will go first!"
The middle-aged monk laughed loudly, feeling a warning sign in his heart, and turned his head suddenly. However, his face felt numb and his hair stood on end.
"The Infinite Heavenly Lord!"
I saw the sky full of red and black flames, and a giant stick suddenly appeared. It was erected against the edge of the cloud. It was held in the hand of the man below, and it was smashing down on him with a miserable firework!
It is Wang Zhuo's sky-supporting giant stick.
"boom!"
The giant stick was originally intended to hit the middle-aged monk on the back of the head. Unexpectedly, he turned around and hit him directly in the front. It made a dull sound like stones colliding, and directly knocked the middle-aged monk out of the air and landed some distance away.
A hundred meters away from Wang Zhuo, a big hole was made in the ground.
After waiting for a few seconds, the middle-aged monk flew out of the pit and shook his head, as if he was slightly dizzy from the shock.
Wang Zhuo sighed softly in his heart. Although the magical power of the Sky Stick can kill zombies like an unparalleled mowing of grass, even if it encounters an unsuspecting high-level monk, it cannot even break through the defense.
The middle-aged monk looked deeply at Wang Zhuo full of resentment, then flew into the air and said: "I will remember this stick in my heart today!"
"Screw you! My grandson is still pretending, come down here for your grandpa!" Wang Zhuo had just used fifty thousand innocent souls to transform into Nether Fire just to be on the safe side, but now it seems that fifty thousand is not enough.
Then 200,000 zombie souls!
The red and black fire became even brighter, and the giant stick struck again.
The middle-aged monk smiled disdainfully, his abdomen bulged high, and he spurted a mouthful of blood onto his fingers. Then he stretched out his fingers and swiped quickly in the air. Countless strange runes appeared like rays of light, outlined on the fingertips of the middle-aged monk.
.The dots are the sides, the uprights are the crossbows, and the short strokes are the pecks. Tens of thousands of strange runes, in the blink of an eye, form a huge "guard" character. There are countless esoteric symbols wrapped around the font. This
As soon as the word came out, it was like an army raising a shield, indestructible! They were attacking Wang Zhuo's giant stick!
The middle-aged monk was extremely satisfied with his most proud rune. He didn't want to fight with Wang Zhuo and was about to fly away when he suddenly stood in the air.
After the giant stick collided with the guard symbol silently, it easily shattered the rune, and the huge stick directly hit the middle-aged monk.
After doing a 1,080-degree side somersault in the air, the middle-aged monk fell to the ground again. This time he waited for three to four minutes before climbing out of the pit.
"Mud!" The middle-aged monk looked at Wang Zhuo with fear in his eyes and made an inarticulate sound. Wang Zhuo smashed all his teeth with a stick.
At this moment, there was a loud roar from the sky.
I saw countless dark clouds covering the red fire clouds, rolling in like a tsunami!
"Brother Zhuo, be on guard!" Duobao twitched his nose. It seemed like tens of thousands of tons of vinegar had evaporated in the air, and his nose was filled with a strong sour smell.
Not to mention Duobao, Wang Zhuo also had a cautious look on his face. He first released Zhenshan to cover the two of them, and then used the Blood-colored Tai Chi blessing from the Divine Bead.
The middle-aged monk looked at the dark clouds, with a look of relief in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Let Ni stab him with a stick, and let's see how Ni Erxuan resists!"
Just as he was saying this, a black light flashed over his head, and another stick hit him, directly knocking the middle-aged monk into the ground.
Wang Zhuo smiled slightly and said, "Fellow Taoist, stay in the soil for a while!"
While I was talking, dark clouds were approaching.
A thick dark cloud moved towards the middle-aged monk's position seemingly slowly but really quickly.
There was a rustling sound among the black clouds.
Wang Zhuo and Duobao took a breath at the same time. What kind of dark cloud was this? It was clearly an army of ants the size of a millstone!
The middle-aged monk was horrified, but he had already consumed nine-tenths of his mana all the way here. He was so frightened that he could not crawl out of the ground. He used all his mana like crazy, and the mana surged instantly.
Countless runes were condensed on top of his head, but with a "pop" sound, the ant colony only touched his runes. After a chilling burst, there was a scream, and the monk was directly covered by the ants.
It only took a moment for the middle-aged monk's defense to be broken through, and bursts of wailing and screaming could be heard.
Within a few seconds, the wailing sound disappeared. The dark clouds made of ants came towards Wang Zhuo Duobao again!
For a moment, the ants collided with the mountain formation and made a clanking sound.
This group of ants was gifted with special powers. Seeing that they couldn't get into the formation, they started to grab the yellow mist and swallow it in their stomachs.
The Luopan Town Mountain Formation was slightly damaged when resisting the thunder catastrophe, and the yellow mist emitted was not as thick as before on the earth.
Now it has been devoured by swarms of ants, making it even thinner.
When the ant ate the yellow mist into its stomach, its body suddenly became extremely slow, and its belly was stretched out. But even then it did not stop.
During this period, Wang Zhuo smashed two sticks and knocked the ants to the ground. But the next moment, all the ants that were hit shook the soil from the ground and continued to eat the yellow mist.
Wang Zhuo frowned. His attack methods were extremely limited. If the most powerful sky-raising stick was ineffective, he would only have the King of Tigers skill.
Maybe before I can kill one, it will be chewed to the point of leaving no bones. What other trump cards can I use?
When only one-tenth of the yellow mist was left, all the ants participating in the feeding suddenly stopped and began to tremble all over.
"What is going on? Are you going to self-destruct? Hey! You are about to succeed!"
Duobao's forehead was full of black lines and he said: "We are on the verge of life and death, but Brother Zhuo still has the heart to joke."
Wang Zhuo smiled and said: "I'm optimistic, we haven't reached that point yet."
As he spoke, half of the ants exploded themselves! Sour, greenish-yellow blood spurted out from all parts of their bodies.
On the other half of the ants, four green and yellow translucent wings protruded from the joints on their bodies!
"They have evolved! Brother Zhuo, look, their original blood was red!"
Wang Zhuo looked closely and saw that in addition to a thick, phlegm-like membrane at the joints of the ants with wings, the blood flowing out was actually red.
"That is, this kind of ant evolved after swallowing the yellow mist and the green resentment I used to drive it!"
Wang Zhuo said silently in his heart, and saw another group of ants replacing the ones that exploded and died, eating the yellow mist again.
"We can't let them eat it anymore, otherwise we will both perish here!"
In the midst of the lightning and flint, Wang Zhuo finally remembered that inside his bronze bottle stood an ancient giant beast with its head held high and its chest held high, disdainful of all things!