"Master Yan, now is not the time to make a speech. What are your chances of winning?" Liao Wenjie asked in a low voice.
"What, it's already this time, and you're still thinking about the odds of winning?"
Yan Chixia looked at Liao Wenjie in surprise, and at the same time said through a message: "The chance of winning is less than 10%. I will risk my life and give it a try, but there is no chance of winning at all."
"There is actually a 10% chance of winning, are you sure?"
Liao Wenjie pouted at Ning Caichen's position, and a dozen female ghosts huddled together, waiting for death and giving up on survival. Only Xiaoqian and Xiaoqing took Ning Caichen around to find a way out of the underworld.
In the territory of the Black Mountain Old Demon, without him nodding his head in agreement, it would be so easy to go wherever he wanted. One person and two ghosts struggled powerlessly, bumping into each other like headless flies.
"I am sure!"
Yan Chixia gritted her teeth: "It's because of them that the chance of winning is less than 10%. Otherwise, barely 20% would not be a problem."
"You want to ask God?"
"How can there be a god in this world..."
Yan Chixia murmured, and then said firmly: "That Diamond Sutra contains boundless Buddhist dharma. As long as I can get close to the old demon of Black Mountain and explode it in one breath, the old demon of Black Mountain will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die."
Diamond Sutra!
Liao Wenjie raised his eyebrows. He felt that the [God's Curse for Purifying Heaven and Earth] in his hand was not a mortal object, and its power when exploded would not be any worse than the Diamond Sutra.
If the Diamond Sutra didn't blow up the old Black Mountain demon to death, he wouldn't mind blowing it up again with the Divine Curse for Purifying Heaven and Earth.
At the critical moment of life and death, magic weapons and other things are external objects. He is ready to use the blood-colored mind power at any time. It is better to deepen his demonic nature than to risk his life.
If you still can't defeat the old monster from Montenegro...
Then find a way to join the opponent. Two ghost generals have just died. It is the time when the old demon of Montenegro is looking for talented people. He is not talented at all, but he is quite virtuous.
"I'll cover you!"
Liao Wenjie gritted his teeth, took out the Small Returning Yang Pill from his arms, and cut it in half with his sword.
"Hey, you actually still have this kind of immortal elixir, why didn't you take it out earlier?"
The fragrance of the medicine was astounding to her nose. Yan Chixia just smelled it and felt refreshed and refreshed. She said happily: "With the help of this elixir, the odds of winning are less than 20%, but it's not far off."
Then, with a confused look on his face, Liao Wenjie took back half of the Small Returning Yang Pill and divided the remaining half into two again with his sword.
When he got it into his hands, there was only a quarter of the Xiao Huanyang Pill? Not enough? It was enough to even fit between the teeth.
Yan Chixia:(?灁?)
"You should use good things sparingly. If you don't like it too much, Master Yan? Then don't take it. I'll save it for next time." Liao Wenjie stuffed the slightly larger Xiao Huanyang Pill into his mouth.
"Say it as if there is a next time..."
Yan Chixia was speechless. Seeing that Liao Wenjie really wanted to snatch the Little Returning Yang Pill, she hurriedly swallowed it in one gulp, chewed it dryly, and then looked depressed.
You ate it too hard and threw it directly into your throat? You didn't even taste it.
Although there was only a quarter of the pill, the effect was really good. Yan Chixia took a deep breath and wiped away the empty feeling of powerlessness. She narrowed her eyes slightly and the golden light was hidden.
Next to him, Liao Wenjie also took a deep breath and took Xiao Huanyang Pill, mainly to replenish blood.
I had too much blood bleeding before. I am afraid it will happen again? My body will be overwhelmed.
After replenishing most of his blood, he put the two long swords, black and gold, behind his back. The copper coin swords were spread out in rows. The wounds on his palms were filled with hot blood, and the red and fiery light was ignited again.
"The sword transforms into thousands, and the wind and fire divine weapons are like laws and regulations!"
Yan Chixia shouted loudly, and the divine sword turned into thousands of sword lights. Holding Liao Wenjie's collar, the sword rose across the sky, escorted by countless golden lights and sword shadows, and rushed straight to the bone altar at the end of the plain.
"Get them."
On the altar, the old Black Mountain demon sat firmly, with ghost servants on the left and right taking orders and waving the formation flags in their hands.
All of a sudden, the dark wind howled, the ghost soldiers in the military formation raised their swords high, and black smoke billowed from the wind. The leading ghost general rode a skeleton horse and led the army into the sky.
The black smoke and haze are thick and unstoppable, the cold wind shakes the plains thousands of miles away, and the charge is like a mountain torrent, so powerful and unstoppable.
"kill!"
Yan Chixia's eyes were fierce, and the moment the sword light touched the ghost army, the flying sword exploded with a bang.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom
Looking from a distance, I saw a bunch of golden light, plunging into the vast black mist. Then the golden light exploded from the inside out, and the charging speed increased instead of decreasing.
Yan Chixia stood on the flying sword, burning her magic and telepathy regardless of the consequences, and driving the sword with all her strength. As she charged at high speed, her clothes rustled.
Ahead, the leading ghost took the war horse as a shield and raised his sword to fight in front of him. Without even looking at him, he waved his hand and grabbed Liao Wenjie's collar and moved forward.
Using people to control the formation, using the formation as arrows, the red sword net whizzed and buzzed, grinding the ghost generals, men and horses together like a grinding stone until they were annihilated in ashes.
Halfway through the charge, the flying swords exploded on their own. Yan Chixia bit the tip of her tongue, spit out a mouthful of hot blood, and forced a reversal to summon hundreds of flying swords again.
"Shadow and spirit are like swords!"
He shouted loudly, and connected hundreds of flying swords with his mind. The breath of the man and the sword were connected, and a strong sword intention surged over the plain.
Hundreds of flying swords surrounded it, golden flames were rising, disrupting the boundless airflow, turning into a violent wind column, accelerating twice, and whirling towards the Bone Dharma Platform.
For a moment, thick black mist floated, firelight splashed everywhere, and sonorous sounds could be heard.
When the wind pillar stopped, there was only a hundred meters away from the Dharma platform in front of it.
Yan Chixia continuously released her ultimate moves, and her body was hollowed out. She summoned a flying sword to help Liao Wenjie stand still. With the cover of the money sword array, he drew the arrows and set up his bow, and shot out the last three evil-breaking arrows.
The stream of light flew by, and three dark golden beams broke through the gaps in the military formation and went straight towards the old demon of Montenegro.
"Nothing!"
The old demon of Montenegro waved up the black mist entangled by the souls of enemies, and three evil-breaking arrows rushed into it. The golden light was lost, and when it landed, it was dyed as black as ink.
The light of the Money Sword Array dissipated, Liao Wenjie put away a large amount of golden light, held Yan Chixia's shoulder with one hand, used the strength to bend down, and exerted all his strength to perform the second Tiancan Kou today.
The energy collided, swinging away the surrounding Yin soldiers, and the blue light swept down, cutting off the last two rows of Yin soldiers.
At this moment, there is no obstacle ahead!
"Shadow and spirit are like swords!"
Yan Chixia, who was pretending to be dead, suddenly became energetic. She pushed Liao Wenjie to the corner of the altar with a slap, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out. She held the big sword at her feet, and the human sword merged into one, turning into a roaring golden light, and went straight to the Black Mountain Old Demon.
away from the chest.
"The sword is good, but the man is just average."
The old demon from Montenegro commented, and took off the mask on his face without haste, revealing a skull with black eyes.
The upper and lower jaws of the skeleton opened, releasing countless evil ghosts. For a moment, they chirped sinisterly, and the ferocious ghosts entangled themselves in one place. Countless heads were piled up, and they rushed towards the golden light with wailing and complaining voices.
"Prajnaparamita!"
Feeling unsteady, Yan Chixia shouted loudly to dispel the demonic sound that threatened her life. With just this one breath, her sword power suddenly slowed down.
It was at this breath that the ghosts of resentment surrounded him, and the boundless black energy tightly surrounded him and crazily poured into his mouth, nose, ears and eyes.
"Ahhhhh"
"The heaven and earth are natural, the odor is dispersed, the cave is mysterious, and the Taiyuan is shining brightly."
Just when Yan Chixia screamed, a figure jumped up from under the altar, ignored the wail of the resentful ghost, and slapped Yan Chixia hard on the back.
Liao Wenjie used his blood-colored mind power, with the bloody light hidden in his eyes, and struggled to push Yan Chixia out of the surrounding ghosts.
The group of ghosts changed their targets and pounced on Liao Wenjie with their teeth and claws bared. They were half a meter away from him, but were bounced away by the sudden explosion of blue halo.
The Divine Curse of Purifying Heaven and Earth was stuffed into Liao Wenjie's chest before he started. In addition, he had Buddhist beads on his wrist, a cross and amulets of Master Zhang Tianshi's descendants hanging around his neck.
He was fully armed, all he needed was a copper coin armor.
"Hey, what kind of magic weapon is this..."
The old demon from Heishan became interested and didn't even look at Yan Chixia who was killing the ghost servant with a sword.
"The evil demon is twisted and causing trouble to the people. Let's see if the sword in Yan's hand is sharp!"
Yan Chixia shouted loudly, holding the sword with both hands, all her magic power was poured out, and she once again entered the realm of the unity of man and sword. Her body and the long sword were bathed in the evil-breaking golden light. The tip of the sword shined brightly and pierced the chest of the old demon from Montenegro.
Tsk!
As the sword pierced through, Yan Chixia's face was stunned with joy, because the armor of the old Black Mountain demon was empty, and it seemed, maybe, that it might not be his real body.
"You, a little Taoist priest, are quite interesting."
The old demon from Montenegro slowly turned his head, withdrew his gaze from Liao Wenjie, and said to Yan Chixia: "If you like to conquer demons so much, then merge with me and become a demon from now on."
The black mist overflowed and emerged from the gaps in the old Black Mountain demon's armor. It turned into ghost hands and grabbed Yan Chixia's limbs, dragging him into her arms.
good chance!
Yan Chixia didn't have time to think much, she took out the Diamond Sutra from her lower back, opened it with one hand, and slapped the skull of the old Black Mountain demon with her palm.
"Kumaro..."
The old demon from Montenegro only had time to recite half of his name before he was tightly wrapped by the Sanskrit chains coming out of the Diamond Sutra. His body was unable to move, and was burned by the golden flames of Buddha's light until the black energy dissipated.
"Ahhhhh"
"Old demon, have a nice journey, I'll give you a ride!"
Yan Chixia rolled around a few times to avoid the old demon from Montenegro who was full of Buddhist scent. She touched her mouth with her fingertips and drew the Sanskrit word "Prajnaparamita" in the air.
"burst!!"
After a sharp shout, the skeleton platform burst into golden light, and the huge beam of light cut through the darkness, dispelling the cold air and turning the world into a golden furnace.
The old Black Mountain demon's body was bound, and he was swaying and melting little by little in the golden light. Not only him, but all the evil soldiers and ghosts who were closer also disappeared under the golden light.
The army was in chaos, and the Yin soldiers had pressed forward to rescue them before, but now, frightened by the power of the golden light, they all ran as far as they could.
After a while, the golden light disappeared into nothingness.
Liao Wenjie climbed up to the collapsed land of bones and dug out Yan Chixia with only one hand stretched out from the bone residue.
“Bah, bah, bah—”
Yan Chixia shed tears from the corners of her eyes, and sprayed out large amounts of white ash from her mouth and nose. Without taking a breath, she spoke quickly: "Run away quickly. I suspect this monster is not dead yet. If we don't leave, we won't be able to leave."
As soon as he finished speaking, the thousands of miles of plains rumbled and trembled, and the earth undulated like waves. If this was a black sea, then a giant beast was about to jump out of it.
"Master Yan, what are your chances of winning?"
"Bring your sword and wipe my neck before you kill yourself!"