Starting from the hard-working Jindan ancestors

Chapter 43 Chi Li's Hand
Huang Yi was worried, and the situation in Duqiu Mountain was gradually changing.

I saw that the orb lifted in Daquan Daoist's hand suddenly turned into a stream of light, and in front of Yan Chengjun, it suddenly smashed his protective jade shell, and then the god on duty exhaled a crimson glow from his mouth, which brushed across the sky. Call Yan Chengjun.

"Ah!" It was the Danxia faction's supernatural power 'Chixia Yiqi Shenguang', who was hit by the magic light, and most of the ghost energy on Yan Chengjun's body was wiped away, and he let out a shrill hiss.

The four Jindan real people who were watching outside naturally would not miss this opportunity, and Huang Yi was not slow to start, "Stop!" The demon-binding rope in his hand turned into a streamer again, hanging in the midair of Duqiu Mountain, forming a knot Go to Yancheng Jun to fish.Dahe Daoist, Cangyun old man, and Tishan old man were not slow in their actions, and they all lowered their golden ropes to be detained by Lord Yancheng.

The four golden ropes hang down, even if Lord Yancheng is the golden core, he will be detained for a while, Daquan Daoist will naturally not let this opportunity pass, and the god will condense a sword in his hand, and aim at the chest and abdomen of Lord Yancheng stabbing, wanting to end his life.

Although he was imprisoned by the four golden ropes, Lord Yancheng still struggled vigorously at the critical moment of life and death, but it was a pity that he didn't see any results. It struck me, even Lord Yancheng and Jindan Ghost Cultivator, still couldn't help howling in fear at this juncture.

"No!"

As if the Lord had heard his prayer, Du Qiushan slowly stretched out a skinny hand, which gradually grew larger in the eyes of everyone, and then turned into a black light, and slapped towards the God General on Duty, Although the distance is very far, the divine sword in the hands of the divine general on duty was slapped on the body of the divine general on duty in an instant before he approached Lord Yancheng. Cao's god will smash the avatar!
Daquan Daoist, who was sitting cross-legged on the altar, twitched. At this time, he seemed to have been hit with a sap on the back of the head suddenly. It was so fucking uncomfortable!Following the shattering of the divine general, that big hand slapped the four golden cords that were tied to Lord Yan Cheng's body. Seeing that the situation was not good, Huang Yi hurriedly typed out a "receipt" tactic, restraining ghosts and supernatural powers, I want to take back the demon-binding rope.

Cangyun old man, Tishan old man, and Da Hezhen are also like Huang Yi, their body speed is a bit faster, but no matter how fast the four move, they are still not as fast as this big hand, and they still hold the four. A golden cable's tail, then pull the golden cable in there!
"Collapse!" The gold cables of Cangyunsou and Tishan old man seemed to be broken under the huge force due to the poor material, and they were useless, while the two golden cables of Huang Yi and Dahe Daoist were still strong. However, under the dragging of the ghost hand, he was going into Duqiu Mountain bit by bit, but Daquan Daoist and Huang Yi were holding their breath, pouring mana into the golden rope, in such a way Even though they were pulled, they never broke, one can know how extraordinary these two magic weapons are, no one would be willing to let them go!
At this time, Master Tong Miao also came to support him, and the scattered thunder in the sky gathered into a huge bunch of lightning, and he quickly struck the ghost's hand, "Zi Zi Zi!" Tianlei flashed pieces of lightning in the ghost's hand, and the ghost's hand seemed to be numb for a while, and it loosened up a bit like a conditioned reflex. Naturally, Huang Yi would not let this opportunity go, and the mana in his hand swung, adding more power. With some strength, he dragged his baby out at this moment.

Huang Yi heaved a sigh of relief when he took back the demon-binding rope. After all, it was a high-level magic weapon. If it were to be discarded like this, his heart would still hurt, but luckily he kept it.

The ghost hand drove away Jin Suo, and Lord Yancheng also regained his vitality. Seeing the ghost hand, there was a bit of fear in his eyes, but there was no delay, he retreated a few steps, and escaped into the ghost army formation.

The ghost hand was hit by the lightning, but it didn't suffer any actual damage. It let go of two golden ropes, which seemed to embarrass the owner of the ghost hand, and then pointed to the sky, and patted towards the curtain formed by the altar. As if he wanted to vent his anger.

Seeing the movement of the ghost hand, Master Tongmiao felt like facing a formidable enemy, Tianlei fell towards the rising ghost hand twice as fast as before, but such Tianwei only delayed the ghost hand's movement, but The pace of the ghost hand cannot be restricted.

"Boom!" The ghost's hand struck heavily on the mana curtain, and the clear sky rippled like a boulder was thrown in the calm water.This was obviously not the effect that the ghost hand expected. The ghost hand retreated a few feet slowly, and another charge wanted to hit the curtain again.

At this time, Zhenjun Tongmiao had recovered his strength, summoned a seal magic weapon, threw it into the field, turned into the size of a mountain peak, and smashed it down against the ghost's hand in the sky.

"Bang!" There was another loud noise, and the mountain-sized seal was slapped a few feet away by the ghost's hand, and the ghost's hand seemed to have been shaken back and flew upside down a few meters to the ground.

However, the matter would naturally not end like this, and the ghost hand once again slapped the smashed seal in the air, 'Boom! ', 'Boom', once, twice, seven or eight times, finally under the slap of the ghost's hand, the aura of Master Tong Miao's seal gradually dimmed, and it flew back to Master Tong Miao's with a wobble hand, and at this time there is no other obstacle in front of the ghost hand.

"Boom!" The ghost's hand hit the curtain again, shaking a little more violently, as if it was about to shatter.

"Bang!" There was another sound, and this time, many cracks appeared in the core area of ​​the ghost hand's slapping. A lot of ghost energy permeated out, turning into ghosts and little ghosts on the curtain!

At this time, Zhenjun Tongmiao finally completed his long spellcasting again, and saw a golden rope sprayed out from each of the nineteen altars, intertwined in the sky, and then gathered around the ghost hand to form a giant net, The ghost hand caught it in, blocking the way for the ghost hand to radiate ghost energy, and the cracks exposed on the curtain also revealed arc-like contacts, and it was slowly repaired.

The net bag made of ropes contained the ghost hand, and then spells fell continuously from the sky, and the ghost hand gradually calmed down, as if no longer struggling, but although the ghost hand no longer emitted ghost aura, the ghost aura in Duqiu Mountain There are not a few, this crack is like the entrance of heaven, the ghost energy in Duqiu Mountain gathers here at a speed visible to the naked eye, delaying the progress of the curtain repair for a while, and the ghost energy overflowing from time to time The one turned into a ghost again, floating above the curtain, and flew towards the outside of Duqiu Mountain.

(End of this chapter)