"Are you from the Buddha?" The color of the old man in the eyes of the black robe showed a hint of yin poison.
Ghost Road and Buddhist Gate have always been dead.
Moreover, the strength showed by Long Xiaoshan is extremely threatened, and even the old man with a black robe cannot be seen.
Long Xiaoshan is too lazy to say a lot, pressing horizontally, the light of the Buddha all over the world, and the golden Sanskrit lingering, like the big Buddha descending the world: "You are not rolling!"
Boom!
The sound of the Buddha was roaring, and the golden Buddha light was filled.
"I don't know how to live and die, it is the bald donkey of Xuantian Temple, and I dare not dare to be so arrogant in front of this seat."
The old man with a black robe was cold, and he saw that he took out a black bowl and thought of words, hum, the black light in the black bowl was filled with a hell passage, ghosts, magic roaring, a black ghost claw, fierce ones, fierce ones, fierce
Vegetables from the black bowl, accompanied by a shocking ghost crying, a giant giant king with a face, white bones, and black scales drilled out of the black light.
This ghost king's pupils are like a blood -red lantern, with two rows of arms on their bodies. They are like 蜈, and they can't say.
The blue thunder light constantly exploded, and the unscrupulous sweeping the world is amazing.
"So hungry, I'm so hungry, old guy, you have closed me for so long, I want to starve to death!" The ghost king was born, roared and roar, blood red giant eyes stared at the old man with a black robe, and seemed to have no owner to the host who summoned him.
How much respect.
"Ghost, you want to eat blood, you don't have it in front of you, swallow him!" The old man in the black robe was holding the black bowl with a dignified face.
The ghost turned his head and saw Long Xiaoshan surrounded by golden light.
The ghost pupils shot the lustrous and fierce light, and the long tongue shakes down: "Bald donkey? No, so strong qi and blood, killing and killing, I haven't eaten such delicious blood for a long time!"
boom!
The huge ghost body of the ghosts expands, like a dark curtain, pressing down the Longshan Mountain, his dense ghost claws covering the whole void, the infinite yin and evil spirits exploded between his giant claws, ghostsha
The gas is too strong, and the infinite thunder is condensed. In this Changping ancient battlefield, the increase of the combat power of the ghosts, at least 30 %, terrible.
Facing the horrible ghost claws, the Long Xiaoshan pattern was not moving, and two flames lit up in his pupils, and in a blink of an eye swept the entire eyes, the two red fire dragons rose up.
At this time, Long Xiaoshan was like a giant lamp, and the horrible Samadhi real fire was like a round of red sun rising on the sky.
Zizi--
It looks like the flame lits the candle, and the huge body of the ghost melted down like wax oil.
The ghosts screamed, and the huge body contracted madly. However, the real fire of the Samadhi was like a bone of the bone. As the ghosts struggled, the flame was still shouted, and the huge ghost body melted at the speed of visible to the naked eye.
"This ... this ..."
The old man of the black robe's eyes was glaring and almost rolled out, and his face was incredible.
The ghost is the strongest ghost king of his Majesty. After he set up a great achievement, the owner rewarded. The strength of the ghosts is difficult to compete.
Summon less, for fear of not being controlled.
This time, calling the ghosts directly is already holding the speed of the quick battle, and wants to hurry up the trouble of Long Xiaoshan.
Unexpectedly, the ghosts who appeared fiercely were burned into fly ash by a fire.
After Long Xiaoshan burned the ghosts, he did not recover the real fire of Samadhi. He turned his eyes and looked at the old man with the black robe. In the giant lantern -like pupil, the two flames came like a dragon.
"not good!"
The old man in the black robe screamed, and the whole body ejected backwards like a civet cat.
It's just that those Samadhi really swept the world. In a moment, the vision of the old man in the black robe became red, and the horrible high temperature also came to the body.
Cracked!
There was a green red and black halo on his body. It was the light of the magic weapon, but just a few breaths were disillusioned.
! ""
However, in a blink of an eye, the sound was drowned by the flame.
When Long Xiaoshan recovered the real fire of Samadhi, the old man in the black robe had disappeared without a trace, and he didn't even leave a little ash.
At that moment, the whole world seemed to be extremely quiet.
After a while, many black robes screamed.
"Elder Wu!"
"Damn guy, you dare to kill me with the elders of the ghost."
The black robe people killed the sky, but they were all stumbled by the formation, and they couldn't get out.
Long Xiaoshan would not be soft -hearted, and the Buddha's light permeated. He yelled: "Dawei Tianlong!"
hold head high--
Wan Dao Jinguang made his hair from him, and the golden dragon swept the sky, impacting the ghost reincarnation array of those black robe people, blasting!
The big array shakes fiercely, making the sound of rupture.
The ghosts in the 36th day of the palace are fierce. These black robes must be carefully collected and go all out. Now they are impacted by Long Xiaoshan outside.
Among the rupture of the gap, countless ghost souls were killed from the gap, and the sound of Jin Ge iron horses in the heavens and earth. These fierce ghosts are like the ancient sand field war.
Those ghosts released by the Ghost Sect may not be weak in strength, but in the face of the mighty ghost soul who knows how to fight, it seems like a group of black people, a plate of scattered sand, and cannot resist.
The people who killed the people immediately, the black robe people suffered from this, under the chain reaction, the big array collapsed accelerated, Long Xiaoshan didn't even have to shoot. Maybe these black robes were cut over by countless ghosts.
At this time, in the central altar, the figure finally moved, and he stopped drawing the blood of Bai Qi because he had noticed the collapse of the Great Array.
If he extracts Bai Qi's blood, it will cause the power of the shrinking of the Temple of Tiandi to weaken.
Before that, there was a ghost reincarnation and the large array of the army continued to devour those military souls. He can also rest assured to extract Bai Qi's blood, but now the situation has changed. He has to stop. He has to stop.
Stopping the blood of Bai Qi, the power of the suppression of the Tiandang Hall immediately strengthened, and the soul of the swelling army became less.
He sacrificed the Lingbao in his hand, flying from the altar, oh!
On the top of Lingbao, the green light of the green is like a sword flying out, and the countless military souls were shot by this light, and they immediately collapsed and dissipated.
The ten -year -old young man, wearing a silver silk black dragon robe, is beautiful, like a scholar, it seems that it is not all the way with other ghost black robes.
However, after this young man stepped out, all those black robes respectfully bowed their heads: "Prince."