Zhui Ming instantly stabbed Ma Feitian in the forehead, but instead of killing him, he stabbed a part of it!
Ma Feitian was in pain and woke up instantly. He woke up from Tang Monk's scriptures!
"ah!"
With a scream, Ma Feitian grabbed Zhuiming with both hands and pulled out with all his strength.
"hold head high!"
With a dragon's roar, Ximen Hao's Yanyue Sword had already struck down.
"puff!"
The Yanyue Sword cut into Ma Feitian's head. Although Ximen Hao had received Tang Monk's blessing, it still didn't completely cut in. After all, the opponent was a false god!
"Amitabha, sin, sin, sin."
Tang Seng couldn't stand this cruel scene and closed his eyes.
"Ah, your sister! Hurry up! Help!"
"Bang!"
Ma Feitian finally broke away from Ximen Hao's Yanyue Sword and Zhui Ming, and at the same time kicked Ximen Hao away.
"Ximen Hao! I will kill you! Mala! Gobi!!!"
"Damn it! Are you going to curse?"
Ximen Hao steadied himself in the air, and looked at Ma Feitian whose head was bleeding, and couldn't help but feel a little palpitated.
"boom!"
Very suddenly, the scene in front of me suddenly changed, and a desolate Gobi Desert appeared!
"Herod..."
With a sound of horses neighing, eight horses pulled a golden chariot. Standing in the scene was a horse flying into the sky with steamed buns covered with blood, holding a spear in his hand.
"Amitabha, Simon Almsgiver, this Mara Gobi is not Bimala Gobi. This is the magical power, Mara Gobi."
Tang Seng and Ximen Hao appeared together in the Gobi Desert.
"Supernatural power? Mara Gobi? Not Mara Gobi?"
Ximen Hao looked at the majestic battlefield and really didn't know how this horse could pull the Gobi.
"Mara Gobi! Impact!!!"
"Herod!"
All eight horses raised their front hooves and rushed out in an instant.
"Buzz!"
The horse became extremely huge when it hit, covering the entire Gobi Desert which was not very wide. There was also a golden shield that covered the chariot together!
"Tang Bibi, we have to resist!"
The Yanyue Sword in Ximen Hao's hand lit up with a dazzling red light.
"Amitabha, Simon Almsgiver, the poor monk said, don't call me Tang Bibi, you are like this... holy shit! Here we come!"
Tang Seng suddenly changed his tone and took out his Zen staff for the first time, standing in front of the two of them.
“￥%%￥……%……%”
With a burst of Sanskrit words, Tang Monk shot out two golden lights from his hands, hitting the Zen staff.
"#...%￥..."
There was another burst of Sanskrit, and a Buddha suddenly appeared in the sky above the Zen staff! A golden Buddha!
"Bang!"
The Buddha landed on the Gobi Desert, blocking Ximen Hao and Tang Seng behind.
"Fuck! Tang Bibi, you still have a hand!"
Ximen Hao couldn't help but glance at Tang Seng. Although this guy didn't like killing people or fighting, he was very good at trapping people, defense, and blessings.
"Ximen Hao! Die!"
"boom!!!"
The eight horses finally collided with the golden Buddha, making a huge roar.
"Ximen Donor! Hurry!"
Tang Monk, his hands continued to output, because the Buddha was shaking violently and was obviously about to collapse!
"Okay!"
Ximen Hao jumped up to the top of the Buddha's head. The golden Sanskrit light on his forehead flourished, and his aura surged again.
"Amitabha! No matter how sinful you are, I cannot step on my head!"
Tang Monk saw that Ximen Hao actually stepped on the Buddha's head, and he couldn't stand it anymore.
Ximen Hao didn't care about him. The forty-meter sword was ready. He jumped directly over the horse's butt that hit the Buddha and struck the horse Feitian on the chariot.
Ma Feitian's head was no longer bleeding, but the two horrific wounds caused him unbearable pain. Fortunately, he swallowed a pill to suppress it!
"I kill you!"
"Qiang!"
The spear thrust out and went straight to Ximen Hao's head. He tilted his body and avoided Ximen Hao's attack.
"go!"
Ximen Hao opened his mouth and Zhui Ming flew out instantly.
When Ma Feitian saw the strange flying sword, his heart trembled and he tried to dodge.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the Zen staff hanging in the air suddenly fell down and went straight to his head.
Ma Feitian's expression changed drastically, he quickly stopped his attack and moved back quickly.
"Smash!"
Tang Monk suddenly shouted loudly, with majesty and a hint of murderous intent!
Ximen Hao was shocked. He didn't expect Tang Seng to have such a fierce side.
"Bang!"
The Zen staff suddenly slammed down, and Ma Feitian quickly blocked it with his spear.
"when!"
With a loud noise, the spear in Ma Feitian's hand came out, which shows how powerful Tang Seng's blow was.
"ah!!!"
Suddenly there was a piercing scream. It turned out that Zhui Ming followed Tang Seng's attack, and that scream was coming from the sword spirit.
Sure enough, Ma Feitian was stunned by the scream, and his movements visibly stopped.
"puff!"
Zhui Ming stabbed Ma Feitian between his eyebrows, which had not completely healed, and almost hurt his soul.
"brush!"
Ximen Hao teleported in front of Ma Feitian, and the Yanyue Sword in his hand turned into a sledgehammer, and he hit Zhui Ming with all his strength.
"No!!!"
Ma Feitian knew that if the hammer hit him, he would definitely die!
He had no choice but to leave his body and flee far away.
"Bang!"
The Gobi desert disappears, the horse collapses, and Mara's magical power disappears.
"%￥￥#%"
Tang Seng suddenly spat out a large amount of Sanskrit words, and those Sanskrit words flew towards Yuanshen one by one, and quickly caught up with him, forming a golden Sanskrit shield to cover Yuanshen.
"No! Let me out! Spare me! I don't want to die! I want to become a god!"
The little golden figure in the golden mask was banging back and forth and pleading.
"Amitabha, the Buddha said: If you don't go to hell, who will?"
Tang Monk suddenly flew in front of Jinzhao.
"Plop!"
Ximen Hao, who was flying over, lay directly in the air and looked at Tang Seng in confusion:
"Tang Bibi, what do you mean if you don't go to hell, who will? Aren't you afraid that Buddha will punish you?"
"Amitabha, this is a foreign world that Buddha cannot hear. Also, it's not that I won't go to hell, whoever goes to hell will be him."
Tang Monk pointed at the golden shield, and the soul inside seemed to be much weaker. Obviously those Sanskrit words could weaken the soul.
"Okay, then I'll send him to hell."
Ximen Hao's heart moved, and Zhui Ming stopped beside the golden shield.
"Alas! Murder is what the poor monk dislikes the most."
Tang Monk sighed, waved his hand, and put away the golden shield.
"Qiang!"
Zhui Ming flew towards the golden little man.
"No!!!"
Ma Feitian's soul let out a final unwilling scream, and anyone who was chased for his life had his head pierced.
"Bang!"
The soul exploded and turned into little bits of golden light and disappeared.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host! The ultimate alien red envelope has been released! Please click on it within one minute, and the red envelope will disappear after one minute!"
"Pfft!"
Ximen Hao spat on the palm of his hand, rubbed it vigorously a few times, and then clicked on the red envelope.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host! You have obtained 50 Daoyuan Pills! 1 first-grade divine pill! 30 super-grade Xiuyuan Pills! Super formation pills: 1 attack, defense, and auxiliary each! 1 god card! Randomly explode a first-grade pill
A magic elixir! All of it has been stored in the space ring!"