The crimson cassock rose in the storm, covering the entire dark cloud sky in an instant, and all the ghost energy turned into rain and evaporated in the cassock's domineering Buddha power.
"That is a half-step Yin Shen realm strongman with one foot in the outer world. I am afraid that your Six Scenery Puppet may not be his opponent. I will help him." Xinyue looked at him with a serious look.
Looking at the two people fighting above, he spoke.
"Come back!" Cao An grabbed Xinyue.
There was doubt in her eyes, "Don't stir up trouble. With the strength of each other, Fahai's power can even out the gap between them." Cao An didn't say something himself, and Fahai still had treasures that he hadn't sacrificed.
If I remember correctly, there should be at least a Zen staff.
Black Yin Qi surged out from between Zong Yinglong's sleeves and rolled towards Fahai. Fahai's monk's robe moved without the wind. He raised his body to confront Zong Yinglong. A whisk came from nowhere and he squeezed it with his hand.
In the Seal Jue, the fly whisk emitted rays of golden Buddha light, intertwined with the gloomy ghostly energy, which was visible to the naked eye.
When ghost energy encounters Buddha's light, it dissipates between heaven and earth just like an iceberg encountering the sun.
Zong Yinglong also noticed that Fahai had the power to restrain himself naturally.
According to the plan that day, Zong Yinglong, who should still be sleeping, felt inexplicably uneasy, as if something that made him extremely afraid was about to appear, forcing him to wake up from seclusion early, even if he absorbed that
With the strength of a keel, there is only one final step left.
When I reach my own state, I never have any inexplicable whims. It is a real premonition that something is going to happen.
What we see now is that the real threat is the extremely crazy man in front of us.
Yes! It was so crazy. While fighting, he never stopped talking, either the spells that shook his soul or some trash talk. It was really upsetting.
Seeing that the winner could not be determined in a short time if this situation continued, Zong Yinglong's expression darkened, and the trident in his hand reappeared, turning into an afterimage and crashing into Fahai.
when!
Amidst the sound of gold and iron, the Zen staff and the trident collided in the air, and Zong Yinglong vaguely felt that he saw a sneer on the corner of the man's mouth.
'He seems to be expecting a close fight with him? Who gave him the courage?'
Yushi Zong Yinglong was just a famous figure among the dragons. Before that, he was the only one who had climbed up from the bottom of the Eight-Bud Divine Religion step by step. He had experienced no less than a hundred battles, large and small. He was a true
He climbed up from the bottom by killing.
The trident danced in his hand, Fahai's Zen staff hit his head, and he waved the magic wand in one hand like the wind.
In a few breaths, more than a hundred moves had been exchanged. Zong Yinglong suddenly discovered that his fighting skills, which he was proud of, had no advantage at all in front of this man. Under the conflict of strength, he was half a step ahead.
In this realm, I didn't get any advantage at all.
The two were fighting fiercely, and the battle below was also tense.
Only Meng Chixing, who had been standing next to Cao An, looked increasingly ugly.
"Bald thief, if you keep playing, your energy will be exhausted in advance!"
His voice was so loud that it penetrated the fog and fell into Fahai's ears.
At this moment, a golden body of more than ten feet appeared behind Fa Hai, with angry eyes like a vajra, fluttering robes and divine power like a prison. With the blessing of the golden body, he jumped up in the air and struck down with a stick.
A rare ferocious smile appeared on Zong Yinglong's face, "You are already at a lower level than me, and you still want to rely on the power of mutual restraint to kill me with one strike? What a dream!"
While talking, a black phantom appeared behind Zong Yinglong, its scarlet eyes staring at Fa Hai. The most eye-catching thing was the two fangs in the phantom's mouth.
Looking extremely ferocious, he pointed his trident towards the sky, trying to use the power of the weapon to block Fahai's attack.
In mid-air, strong aftermath surged, like ripples in the sky, spreading out in all directions. On the ground, a strong wind centered on the energy intersection point, moving towards the surroundings.
spread.
The skeleton soldiers who were already unsteady suddenly swayed. Opposite them, the talismans in the void exploded like nothing. Compared with humans, puppets do not care about damage and do not care about life and death until their energy is exhausted in the battle.
All.
This is widely applicable among low-level puppets.
Fa Hai was thrown away by the powerful energy and flipped several times in the air before he could stop himself.
The golden body was taken back into the body, and golden cracks could be clearly seen on the puppet's body.
Zong Yinglong laughed wildly, "I won after all. You rootless spirit, go back to where you belong, dragon body!!"
The sound of dragon roar sounded, and a burst of black mist lingered. Zong Yinglong transformed into a giant dragon as black as ink, exuding a strange rotten smell. If you look closely, you can see that on the dragon body
There are large and small flesh pits all over the place, which penetrate between the black clouds. A few of them appear, and Fahai is trapped in them.
Holding the dragon's head high, it spits out a blue firework from its mouth.
With the appearance of the flame, the entire space seemed to be imprisoned. The appearance of the fire, instead of bringing temperature, caused the surrounding air to suddenly drop a lot.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Dawei Tianlong!"
With an angry shout, Fa Hai shook off his monk's robe, and a golden dragon shadow came to life from his back. In an instant, it turned into a giant dragon, volleyed in the air and entangled with Zong Yinglong's black dragon.
Amidst the piercing screams and smoke, the dragon's body disappeared, and its flesh and blood fell into a shower of blood.
"Want to escape? Golden Bowl!"
Fahai grabbed hold of the void, and a beam of light came out and fell on Zong Yinglong.
The golden bowl accepts demons. Even if you are not a demon, I will still accept you.
A white bone appeared in the beam and was absorbed by the light. At this moment, the cracks on Fahai's puppet reached its maximum. Without a moment's hesitation, he turned into a stream of light and hit the magnificent palace.
With an explosion, half of the palace complex instantly turned into powder, disappearing like dust in history in the light of Buddha.
Without the support of Zong Yinglong's monstrous ghost energy, Huaimu Mountain was retreating steadily. Each puppet exhausted its last energy and jumped directly into the group of ghosts to explode.
Lu Bu entered a deserted place and started the final cleaning.
"How long did it take?"
Meng Chixing's expression remained calm, "It will take less than a quarter of an hour."
"So fast?"
"How long do you want it for? With the puppets you can make now, it will be difficult to sustain this kind of battle for even a quarter of an hour. If this old ghost is stronger, you will have to become his blood food and stay by your side.
That woman can’t protect you at all.”
"Who are you blaming?"
Before Xin Yue finished speaking, he saw a line of blood on Huaimu Mountain breaking through the void, lightning shooting out, and turning into a rainbow. Looking in that direction, it was obviously the boundary of Luming Prefecture.
Cao An's face changed slightly, "What is that?"
"That Zong Yinglong is not dead!" The two of them said almost in unison.
Cao An's perception was not as good as the two of them. They could detect the aura belonging to Zong Yinglong at the first time, but they couldn't stop him. His speed was too fast. It was not like what a Heavenly Realm warrior should have.
speed.
Xinyue's face turned ugly, "You have to be careful. After this calamity, Zong Yinglong has officially entered the Yin Shen realm, which is the seventh scene. The Yin God turns into a rainbow. We don't even have a chance to react."
"He probably didn't leave with all his beard and tail, right?"
"Of course not. He was seriously injured, and he forced himself to break through the Yin Shen realm and used his body to deceive the magic weapon. The Yin Shen is not stable, so he must find a place to practice quietly. Every few years, he may not be able to get out.
." Xinyue looked worried.
"Then don't look so gloomy. We won, right?" The fantasy pieces in front of him shattered and disappeared without a trace. The gloomy ghostly aura was gradually dissolving. Cao An could feel it. As time went by,
, it will take less than a month for the Yin Qi in the entire Huaimu Mountain to completely dissipate.
It cannot be condensed into a ghost again.
"But when he reappears, it means that he has enough strength to look down on the entire dynasty. No matter how evil he is, the court can't do anything about him. He can overcome the three disasters, refine the yin residue, and become the yang god.
You can take someone’s life thousands of miles away.”
Cao An also knew about this state, but he really didn't know about surviving the three disasters. He had never survived the three disasters in his previous life, and he had never reached the so-called level of taking a person's life thousands of miles away.
I couldn't help but feel a little fascinated at the moment: "Wandering north and south in the morning, the sky is green at dusk, and the green snake in the sleeve is brave."