Taoist chanting

Fa Yuan raised the wooden mallet hammer, seemingly overwhelmed, his face was pale, the veins in his left hand were swollen and trembling slightly, he clenched his teeth and hit hard on the head of the wooden fish struggling violently in front of him.

"Winter", the dull sound is full of killing intent, earth-shattering, spreading across the chaotic battlefield in a rolling momentum.

The blow broke some kind of disturbing shackle, and the stick hammer shattered into sawdust.

The monk's nostrils and eye sockets were bleeding, he threw away the wooden handle without hesitation, his sleeves fluttered, and using his fist as a mallet, he hit the floating wooden fish in the air one after another, like a war drum.

The loud singing of Buddhist scriptures, Taoist scriptures, and sage books suddenly sounded in various battlefields, one after another, intertwined and complementary, sacred and solemn, overshadowing other sounds of talismans, spells, fighting, screams, etc., the singing sound followed the wooden fish beating Rhythm, forming a huge resonance of thought power fluctuations, one wave is stronger than the other, sweeping away the ghostly and evil aura in the darkness.

Old monster Xue, who was wrapped in a black linen robe, let out a few "ho ho" inexplicable laughter.

He held a three-foot pitch-black staff in his hand, with a crystal skull inlaid on the top of the staff. At this moment, the skull showed shocking cracks. Make a black mist and flee towards the sea.

A few days ago, he was wounded by the golden light of merit that suddenly descended from the image, which almost killed him.

At this moment, the general situation is gone, he is on the outside, and he doesn't want to get involved with that monk who has Buddha's light to protect his body.

Even if he tried his best to fight the monk to death, he was not worth the loss, and it was even more impossible to rescue the monk who was trapped in the siege.

Furthermore, as far as he was concerned, those pawns who were tempted by him were useless, so why spend effort to save them?When the time comes, he will get hurt even more. Will they make trouble for him?
It's better to kill him once, borrow a knife to kill people, avoid future troubles, and take all the benefits of the past.

The only regret is that I didn't find the sword cultivator with meritorious protection who didn't know where to hide.

Young people are formidable, he met two this time.

When he recovers from his injuries and deduces the monk's causal flaws, it will be the day of his comeback.

Zhang Wenfeng turned his head and glanced at the dark place in the east. He noticed that a monk had fled far away, and his aura was very strange and dark. He had previously focused on the scope of the battlefield, but he didn't notice that there were still monks hiding thirty miles away.

Two sword cultivators, one tall and thin and one short and fat, broke through the encirclement. The sound of the wooden fish was like a drum, and the scriptures were chanted like a tide, making them upset and restless.

"The bald donkey knocking on the wooden fish, over there!"

"There is a thick black man guarding it, maybe it's a trap?"

"Fart's trap, that donkey and Jianxiu set up an ambush in the northwest, far away, let's kill the bald donkey along the way, three or two swords, so that the bald donkey will not figure out our whereabouts, and the ghosts will linger and chase after us. "

"That's right, there are three brothers behind us."

The two of them decided to pay attention in a few words, and beckoned the three people behind to kill in the direction of the monk.

Before they set off, they heard from Old Freak Xue that there was a fourth-rank monk on the other side who was good at calculating, and they must not let it go when they encountered it.

Warlocks have some life-saving methods, but their combat power is worrying and they are not good at fighting.

Zhang Wenfeng received the signal, and stepped out from the tree trunk in one step. At the place where his thoughts moved, he activated the magical power of a thousand turns and a thousand times. Countless green lights suddenly appeared in the air, and shot towards the five people surrounded by three miles away. …

The supernatural powers that seemed to be relatively useless in the past, with the improvement of his cultivation base, the number of green lights has undergone earth-shaking changes.

With such a large-scale attack, he didn't expect to cause much damage to the five people flying from the opposite side.

Surprise the siege to delay the opponent's speed, just a moment, grab the first opportunity.

He drew his sword with his right hand, pointed at the tall and thin Jianxiu who screamed "Quickly rush out", and cast the Qingxiao Thunder Gathering Curse, a cyan thunder light descended from the sky without any warning, and hit the skinny and unable to get rid of with a "thunder card" Gao Jian cultivated himself.

With the current cultivation level of Guanzhu, he can control the two supernatural powers in a distracted manner, with only a slight difference in emphasis.

The green thunder entangled the tall and thin Jianxiu, the lightning flashed, and attacked his body, hitting the man fixed in the air with black and red flames on his body, fighting against the thunder light and wasting away, but all the green awn wood thorns strangely bypassed the man hit by the lightning , crazily blocking the other four like pouring rain.

The stout black man Lu Zijin transformed opened his mouth and squirted, "Lei Luo!"

He was teased several times by the viewer, saying that his behavior of calling out Lei Fa's name was not high-style, and he had a petty air of a country old man, so he gave up and shouted habitually, adding three points to himself momentum.

Ten feet above Shou Gao Jianxiu's head, the air twisted, and a silver thunder light brewed from the void, pulled by the spiritual energy, and the thunder light became larger at a speed visible to the naked eye. Slim body.

With the sound of "Chi Zi", the silver exploded violently, and the man's hair suddenly became disheveled, his face was pitch-black, he stiffened to defuse the force of the lightning strike that invaded his body, and he couldn't even move his whole body.

However, what made him desperate was the silver thunder that hit the top one after another, one after another was more ruthless than the next.

The faces of the other companions changed drastically, and they fled away from the tall and thin sword cultivator, even the short and sturdy sword cultivator, for fear of being struck by lightning if he got close.

Five thunders blasted the top, coupled with the supernatural power of the master of thunder, the powerful thin and tall Jianxiu was smashed into a scorched black corpse, and his soul was wiped out. lost.

Lu Zijin was very satisfied with his "Five Thunder Art", the casting speed was a bit slower, but the power was extremely powerful.

He followed closely behind the spectator, with both hands forward as a gesture of support, and the leather magic weapon on his body was put into the storage space by him, turning into a black donkey of a godly horse, soaring into the air, attacking the breakthrough green light, full of ghost aura Sensen made the ugly man with the ghost head stick.

Those who can break through the siege are all powerful characters.

The ugly man is very reluctant to face a donkey that knows how to thunder, and he is even more reluctant to face a sword monk.

What kind of thing is a sword cultivator who can easily unleash lightning and wood magic supernatural powers in a large area?

Knowing that they were all fooled, the donkey that appeared in the northwest was a counterfeit, and that place was the way to escape. He waved the ghost stick, and countless ghost cries suddenly sounded in the air. Flee with the scattered ghosts.

Zhang Wenfeng had already intercepted the short and strong swordsman who was rushing out of the attack range of the wooden thorn. He used sword to sword, and his body skills were also weird and flexible. Divide the game and meet the opponent's inseparable. …

Through the perception of trees, he had glimpsed the power and various means of two sword cultivators who were comparable to him. On the battlefield, killing the enemy is the key point, and there are not so many rules in the world.

He didn't need to use his abilities to compete with the two sword cultivators who knew they were very powerful, and he didn't have the time.

So he created an opportunity to cooperate with Lu Zijin to instantly kill Shou Gao Jianxiu, breaking the opponent's cooperation.

"Ah uh..."

A loud donkey roar resounded through the night sky.

Lu Zijin couldn't find where Guixiu was hiding, so he used the "Vajra Lion Roar", and roared at the many ghosts fleeing in three directions, the sound waves rolled and swept across.

The roar of the Buddha's voice impacted the air, causing layers of ripples, and ghosts exploded into black mist and disappeared completely.

Wrapped in it, the ugly man suddenly showed his figure, and fell into a predicament of advancing and retreating. He waved the ghost head staff and emitted a bubbling cold mist, desperately resisting the roar that shocked his ghost core.

It was too much suffering. It was unheard of for a donkey to know Buddhist skills.

He can only resist the first resistance regardless of the loss, and when the roar ends, he will survive with short tail and run away.

"Ding dong" sounded twice, Zhang Wenfeng and the short Zhuang Jianxiu distanced themselves in the air, holding the bronze fish-patterned talisman in his left hand, his Yuan Qi was infused with a surge, his soul was shaken, and the opposite short Zhuang Jianxiu tried to use other methods on his face Show two points of pain look.

The short and strong man knew something was wrong, and wanted to escape to the side enduring the great shock and discomfort of his soul, and the sword energy flooded in front of him like a tide.

Majestic and majestic, with a sword intent to kill.

Short Zhuang Jianxiu's face changed drastically, he was locked in by the opponent's sword magic power, and had no other choice but to fight hard.

It's too insidious, how can sword fighting use such indiscriminate means?
The remaining two men who rushed out of the splintered wooden thorns at the end had more time in their hearts and secretly called out luck. The ghost cultivator and sword cultivator companions helped them hold the sword cultivator and the donkey for a while, giving them a rare time to escape. The two flew southeast without hesitation.

At the moment of escaping, what does the life and death of other people have to do with them?

The monk who knocked on the wooden fish looked miserable and bloody, and they didn't dare to provoke him.

However, in a panic, they broke into a sudden burst of water vapor.

Why is the ambush endless?

The two wanted to cry, but they were besieged by countless big dragon lice.

Xiao Ni'er appeared in the air with a smile, and shouted: "Lu Zijin, hurry up and help me."

In the past few days, while teaching Lu Zijin how to walk, she also learned a few insidious tricks. She shot the three-pointed harpoon at the ugly ghost Xiu. Powerful Ghost Cultivator.

Even after watching a few wonderful dramas, her hands were already itchy.

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