Chapter 390: The power of the nine-toothed nail rake (3 more)
Tang Xiaobao was depressed when three spirit ghosts suddenly appeared and surrounded Tang Xiaobao from three sides. At the same time, they opened their mouths and blew out a stream of ghostly black energy towards Tang Xiaobao.
Teleport.
Tang Xiaobao dodged again.
The three spirit kings wanted to chase them, but Lan Nu rushed to meet them.
In the blink of an eye, four spirit ghosts were fighting together.
If fighting alone, Lannu could definitely defeat any of them, but this was a group fight, so she would naturally be at a disadvantage, and there were dangers everywhere.
"Master, run away quickly."
Lan Nu's voice came to my ears.
Tang Xiaobao was very anxious, but he thought about running away.
In his heart, Lan Nu is an omnipotent and invincible existence.
For such a long time, Lan Nu's position in his heart was very important and irreplaceable. If Lan Nu had to go to pieces, he would be willing to bear it all for her.
He was still waiting to help Lan Nu become a ghost immortal in the future. How could he die so early?
He had never been so anxious before. Tang Xiaobao turned around and was about to ask Fatty Zhu for help, but found that Fatty Zhu had a sinister smile on his face.
Suddenly, Tang Xiaobao understood.
Fatty Zhu is trying to kill someone with a borrowed knife.
What kind of bullshit god actually dares to accuse Tang Ye's ghost slave? No future business will be done, and the cooperation will be cancelled.
"Damn fat man, you have a solution, right?" Tang Xiaobao gritted his teeth and asked.
Fatty Zhu immediately changed his face and looked aggrieved: "There is nothing I can do, why don't we run away for our lives?"
Tang Xiaobao sneered: "If you want to escape, you can escape by yourself. Anyway, I won't just watch her lose her soul. I know you have a way. If you don't save her, if she has some shortcomings, we will go our separate ways from now on. You can rest."
I will help you go to heaven in the future, hum."
"Brother, you are wrong. Isn't it just a spirit ghost? This kind of thing will be a disaster sooner or later if it is kept around. It will be useless if it dies. It will kill you if you do this." Fatty Zhu said bitterly.
Face, speak earnestly.
Tang Xiaobao was so anxious that he said to Fatty Zhu: "I'm telling the truth, if you don't save her, no one of us will know each other from now on."
"Why don't you understand? I'm doing this for your own good."
"Thank you. If you really want to do it for me, just save her." Tang Xiaobao sneered.
Fatty Zhu sighed and said: "That's all, since you want to save her, then take action quickly."
"Didn't you take action?"
"I, how can I do it? I don't have any innate energy." Fatty Zhu complained.
Tang Xiaobao saw that Lan Nu had been hit by several attacks. His hair was disheveled and he was in a state of embarrassment. He was so anxious that he whirled around: "Damn fat man, tell me quickly what to do."
Fatty Zhu waved his hand and said to Tang Xiaobao: "Come here, I will teach you the method. Use your innate energy and my weapons to destroy them in a matter of minutes."
Tang Xiaobao is doubtful about the past.
Fatty Zhu whispered into Tang Xiaobao's ear for a while.
His words seemed to have magic power. As soon as they entered Tang Xiaobao's mind, the innate energy began to actively circulate.
Tang Xiaobao's expression became a little strange.
Is it that simple?
After squeezing the magic formula, the nine-tooth rake fell into Tang Xiaobao's hand. It was as heavy as Mount Tai. Fortunately, he had innate energy, so he could bear it.
"Lanu, come back."
Tang Xiaobao's voice transmission.
Lan Nu sent a message: "Master, I can no longer support you. You are no match for them. You'd better run away quickly and leave me alone. There will be no Lan Nu around in the future. You must take care of yourself and remember to think about Lan Nu."
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Is this a farewell?
Tang Xiaobao couldn't laugh or cry: "Come back quickly, the master has a way to deal with them."
Lan Nu turned his head and saw the nine-tooth rake in Tang Xiaobao's hand. His expression changed, and he turned around and was behind Tang Xiaobao.
The three spirit ghosts were about to give chase when they saw the weapon in Tang Xiaobao's hand and all stopped. The three spirit ghosts looked at each other with wary expressions on their faces.
They can also feel the power of the nine-tooth rake.
This is an authentic artifact, intact. Although it has been sleeping in the human world for many years, it still contains majestic divine power, which is the nemesis of ghosts.
"What is this?" the leader of the Spirit King asked vigilantly.
Tang Xiaobao laughed strangely: "I know I'm scared. This is the magic weapon used by Marshal Tianpeng back then. Isn't it more than enough to deal with you?"
"Do you think we will believe that Marshal Tianpeng's weapons are here with you? Do you want to scare us?"
"Hey, your eyesight is so bad. This is Marshal Tianpeng. You can't recognize him. But I don't blame you. He is so fat that it is indeed difficult to recognize him." Tang Xiaobao chuckled.
Fatty Zhu's face looked a little ugly.
A spirit ghost smiled sinisterly and said: "He is Marshal Tianpeng. Although we have never seen Marshal Tianpeng, how could he look like this? So ugly, so fat, like a pig."
sweat!
Tang Xiaobao felt sorry for Fatty Zhu. These words hurt his self-esteem too much.
Fatty Zhu was so angry that he was trembling all over and couldn't speak for a long time.
Can he prove that he is Marshal Tianpeng?
He can't!
And he doesn’t want to prove that this is a huge humiliation to his glorious image!
So, he shouted to Tang Xiaobao: "Destroy them all, destroy them all, let them disappear into ashes!"
Tang Xiaobao licked his lips, wanting to see the power of the nine-tooth rake. With a wave of his hand, an innate energy poured into the rake, like a fuse, igniting the soul in the artifact.
The nine-tooth rake flew out of his hand and suddenly grew more than ten times in size in the air. The sky suddenly darkened and a thunder exploded.
The rake moved towards the three spirit ghosts, like a huge mountain pressing down on them, emitting a golden light and covering the three spirit kings.
The souls of the three spirit ghosts were all coming out, and they were trembling with fear.
This is a real artifact, they have only heard of it in legends...
They wanted to escape, but found that they couldn't move.
Tang Xiaobao was a little dumbfounded.
Isn't this artifact a bit too powerful?
Lan Nu was also dumbfounded, trembling all over, and hid behind Tang Xiaobao.
A burst of golden light swept across, and the three spirit ghosts seemed to have never appeared before. They completely disappeared from the place and their souls were scattered.
The rake returned to its original shape, but did not fall back into Tang Xiaobao's hand. In a flash, it reentered the divine ring and lay in the corner, like a dead thing.
Tang Xiaobao tried to move it, but couldn't move it anywhere.
He turned his head and said to Fatty Zhu: "Is it all your fault?"
Fatty Zhu said proudly: "Do you think you can afford it with your cultivation? It's all me helping you, huh, how about it, now you know how powerful this god is."
"Well, it's very impressive." Tang Xiaobao nodded: "I'll bring someone to your shop later, you go to the kitchen and show yourselves well."
Fatty Zhu's smile froze instantly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he was speechless.
Lannu was in shock.
On one side, Wan Ru stayed where he was, as if someone had cast a restraining spell on him.
"Wake her up. Didn't she see what happened today?" Tang Xiaobao asked Lan Nu.
Lan Nu nodded: "No, she can't see or hear anything."
As he spoke, Lan Nuchao seemed to take a breath.
It was as if he had woken up, as if he had just slept and yawned. It took him a long time to come back to his senses and said, "Brother Tang, where are those three things?" (To be continued)