Jinlingyue

Chapter 385, There will be no more mandrills in the mountains ([-]).

Rakshasa only felt as if she had been suspended, but there seemed to be a strong coercion above her head that sealed her. She wanted to use the super soul power weapon, but she felt empty inside and had nowhere to go. Let's do it.

"I'm going, it's not because I suddenly want to catch a cold at this stall, right?" Rakshasa girl asked herself softly helplessly, and said.

She was so weak that she almost fell to the ground.

"Small sample! Before you die, you always have to kick your legs. Isn't this a flashback?" Wutian laughed and said coldly.

"Raksha girl, come back quickly! This fellow knows that he must die. He is still not reconciled to killing our Muduo demon spirit, and he wants to find another person to back him up!" Bo Xun floated in the air, very helplessly cried out, said.

However, even if he broke his throat, it was useless.

At this moment, the Rakshasa girl, apart from her spiritual sense and some motivation, her body is no longer under the control of her big and small brains!
"Brother Bo Xun, why are you so anxious and afraid? Mandrill boy, I'm not dead yet! Hahahaha, all demons return to one, Wutian returns, stuck, boom!." Wutian raised his hands to the sky, He muttered something in his mouth, and said.

After Wutian finished chanting, streams of black, yellow and gray air suddenly fell from the sky, and all of them entered Wutian's altar.

When he looked at Wutian again, it looked like an active volcano was about to erupt, his skin was black and red, and thick smoke began to rise.

"Hahahaha! Mandrill boy, what kind of stone are you? What kind of steel? What kind of copper? I'm going to refine you, kid." Wutian shouted loudly, and his body like a crack in the earth's crust suddenly swelled by several hundred Depending on the height, the densely packed cracks became much wider in an instant, and each crack was as wide as the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, enough to accommodate three or five large trucks side by side for refining at the same time!

"Wutian, Wutian, as the name suggests, I am the God of God!" Wutian slapped the two hill-like chests that were about to burst into flames, jumped up, and shouted loudly.

As he jumped up, a [-]-level typhoon blew up on the ground, and Luo Chanu and Bo Xun were already sucked into the wind, and they didn't know where they were blown!

The mandrill was blown all over by the whirlwind, but Dao didn't move at all. He was still holding the pot cover mountain in his right hand, and a small mountain bag tens of kilometers square in his left hand, standing firmly on the ground. The opposite of skyless.

He hehe hehe smiled, as if he was playing a game with Wutian.

"Hey! Little mandrill, it's ok! It's still as stable as Mount Tai! Next, if you can still carry this pot cover mountain, I will convince you! Hahahaha."

Wutian laughed loudly, pulled out a heavy weight pendant, and stomped fiercely on the pot cover in the mandrill's big hand on the red sandy ground at the foot of the mountain. With this kick, dust swirled like rain like red snowflakes for a long time After a long time, it took a full stick of incense before it gradually calmed down.

There was a sound of cracking, cracking, bones breaking, followed by a loud bang, rumbling, rumbling that resounded through the sky, constantly ringing at the foot of the pot cover mountain.

The mandrill's right hand, which was holding the pot cover at the foot of the mountain, suddenly drooped down, like a dead snake that had lost its soul, it seemed to have been broken, and it couldn't do anything at all!
He swung his left arm vigorously, and the small mountain bag he was holding suddenly slammed down hard on the top of Wutian who had just landed on the ground, with waves of strong wind, thunder and lightning...!
Long before Wutian showed his power, Xuntian Qiti had already led all the demon spirits out of the entire foothills of Wulong Mountain, and fled to the shore of the Red Sea!
In the tornado, Bo Xun desperately used the heavy pendant, pinpointed the position of the Rakshasa girl, and threw over the silkworms that changed the magic thoughts, bound the Rakshasa girl, and flew out together with the wind. At the foot of Wulong Mountain, it landed steadily on the shore of the Red Sea.

Bo Xun withdrew his magic power of silkworm silk, and gently placed the Rakshasa girl on the ground, without touching a single hair of the Rakshasa girl...!
When Xuntian and Qiti saw each other, they immediately ran up, surrounded the Rakshasa girl, and started asking questions about everything.

"Cracking! Mom is fine. Don't be careful." Standing opposite Xun Tian and Qi Ti Xiao Er, Luo Cha Nv said to them with a smile.

The four ghost sisters, Blood Soul and Bloodthirsty, as well as the long-sleeved Nether and the girl in the purple skirt, and other Raksha girl's apprentices also surrounded the Raksha girl in unison, and surrounded the Raksha girl one by one. They beat their backs and squeezed their waists again, and finally became lively.

Xuntian, Qiti and other Demon Cult men saw that the female leader was surrounded by a group of girls, so they approached Bo Xun wisely.

Men, especially men with a bit of ability, generally don't talk much.

Bo Xun nodded to them, indicating that there is no need to be too polite, and then he concentrated on watching Wutian and the mandrill's fight.

Juniors like Xuntian and Qiti all took Wutian as a role model. They stared at Wutian and Shandrill without blinking their eyes when they saw Bo Xun, so they all followed Bo Xun in a row and continued to watch. Here comes Wutian and the mandrill.

"Master! Can the leader beat old mandrill?" Qi Ti asked worriedly.

"Bullshit! How big is the mandrill? You just call him an old man? If he lives another 5000 years, he won't be a match for the Wutian leader! It's just that the Wutian leader wants to get the fairy house back from him! Otherwise, when he shot and hurt your Raksha mother, he should have died." Bo Xun said to Qiti and the others very casually without looking back.

"I believe it! If my mother hadn't been careless, she wouldn't have fallen into his trap!" Xuntian said confidently.

"Yes! Xuntian is right. The leader of the Rakshasa was accidentally eroded by a poisonous gas he brought back from the sky, so his consciousness and magic thoughts were blocked by him for a while. If the leader of the Rakshasa did not Being drugged by him secretly, I guess he will compete with him in magic, and he won't be our great leader! Hahahaha." Bo Xun laughed heartily and said.

"Ah! Brother, do you know his poison? Can you tell me! I was just wondering, just when I wanted to increase my soul power and magic thoughts, I suddenly lost my strength. At that time, I thought I was sick What! This mandrill kid who suffered a thousand knives, next time, I will definitely kill him with the first move, and I will never be soft!" After listening to Bo Xun's words, Rakshasa seemed to have noticed something unusual , leaving a group of female disciples, came over and asked.

Bo Xun turned his head and glanced at the female demon disciples who surrounded him with the Rakshasa girl, grinned, and said, "What's the matter? The mandrill went to Leng Qiuyue's Fifth Heaven, and failed to meet Leng Qiuyue. Then I went to the old Yachongtian again, but I couldn’t meet the old one. Hahahaha, the two children who fought with us in Jiezu Town, Poetry and Painting, taught the old super heart-killing acupuncture He once again, and because he was not very strong in fighting as a beginner, he gave him a kind of heavenly ecstasy incense, so you were recruited! Hahahaha, don't be careful, the poison will dissipate when it sees the wind, and it will disappear when it meets water. Then it will be solved." Bo Xun said with a smile.

"So that's how it is! I said, how can I recover my vitality immediately!" Rakshasa laughed awkwardly and said.

"Look! The leader and the giant went to the sky, and a lot of broken walls and ruins have been following them in circles! Hahahaha, now the leader has found an opponent!" Qiti looked at two people who spit fire and water in the air. Gathering their heads to fight, they couldn't help but marvel, and said.

At this moment, Wutian and Mandrill, each playing mysteries and relying on their own abilities, have used all their skills, and the fight has long been inseparable.

Two dark clouds intertwined and fought in the sky, and it was hard to tell who was who.

Inside each cloud, it seems that there are thousands of troops attacking each other, shouting and screaming, and fighting each other, only to kill a melancholy cloud and flee away, in a smoky atmosphere....

"I'll go! The leader alone is a thousand troops, so why do we need to charge forward? If I had known, I would have asked the leader to release a wave of magic thoughts. What kind of shit is 36 holes and 72 mandrills. If you keep it, they will all die. It's over. Hey...!" Looking at the neighing battle of war horses in the air, Xun Tian couldn't help feeling emotional and said.

"Do you think it's so fun to return all demons to one? The leader will not use it lightly unless it is a last resort! You don't know that the leader has learned it not long ago! Besides, the mandrill boy's magic idea of ​​returning to the original, but Obtained from Lao Wu's true biography, he has practiced this method for more than 700 years. The main reason for teaching is not the deep foundation of soul power and magic thoughts. How could it be possible to resist this fellow's Wan Gui Yuan? Don't talk, just be good Watch." Rakshasa whispered to Xuntian and the others.

"Sister Luosha, the leader is because of the battle with Lao Wu and Lao Na at eight o'clock for many years, so the soul power and demonic thoughts have been scattered all over the place. Now there are still many ghosts coming, otherwise... ten The mandrill boy is not enough to be abused by the leader!

Hahahaha, but this kid can have this ability, he is not covered!It's just a pity that this is the last battle of his Lingyu body.

I hope our leader can take his soul and bless the leader's own soul power and magic, because we still have a lot of battles to fight!
Not to mention anything else, let's take our seven-dimensional space station as an example!cough cough! ...There is not only Lao Wu sitting in the town, but also Shimoshan and several great god-level figures are still there!
……Hey!I thought about it carefully, and I was secretly sweating for our Great Hierarch.

I don't know what kind of virtue and ability he has for that ink painting?To be able to invite so many great god-level figures from ancient times, ahem!Come... come and guard the seven-dimensional space station for him! Bo Xun sighed and complained to Xuntian and Qiti, and said.

Wutian is evenly matched with the mandrill that returns to the light, only to kill the world without light, no immortal can stop it, and Wumo dares to persuade...!
The two giants in the air each use their own moves, thousands of insects, thousands of ghosts, thousands of souls, thousands of thoughts, heavenly demons and earth demons attack together, it is very lively when you come and go.

Laymen watch the fun, and insiders watch the doorway. This life-and-death contest is really lawless and self-respecting!
Wutian is firmly stationed in the west, and the mandrill is struggling to support in the east. The two dark clouds keep waving their sleeves, and every time they are surrounded by wind, thunder, wind and rain....

Thunder and lightning flashed across the sky at the foot of the Guogai Mountain, and from time to time, one or two shots landed on the Red Coast, sweeping out one after another of bottomless pits...!
When Bo Xun and Rakshasa saw each other, they were quite frightened. With the demon spirits who had slightly higher soul power, they kept dodging and dodging to avoid the afterglow of the lightning from Wutian and the mandrill, while concentrating their respective supernatural powers. Soul power and magic thoughts are constantly helping to fill these godly pits.

"I'll go! I didn't expect this little mandrill to turn out to be so awesome when it comes back to life! Careless, careless." Bo Xun secretly rejoiced that the person opposite the mandrill was not himself at the moment, and silently said to himself Get up, said.

At this moment, Wutian and Mandrill have almost exhausted their soul-absorbing skills. They each jumped off the two dark clouds under each other's feet, tore off their coats, and went into battle shirtless, fighting each other in the most primitive duel. way, began the competition of brute force.

In the last wave, two strands of demonic energy collided on top of their heads like lightning and thunder, as if they were doing a final fight, the vacuum in the air that was previously occupied by thousands of demons suddenly poured in. Brand new air, mixed flavors and messy wind shapes.

It seems that they are also a little uneasy, and the wind is shy, and they stop and go, they don't dare to take big strides at all!

The last two strands of Heavenless Demonic Thought and Mandrill Soul Power were immediately defeated at the moment when the limelight suddenly met, and finally dissipated in the natural wind that broke in due to the sudden hollow in the air, and the air was blown in a short while. Calm was restored.

"Hmm! It's over." Xuntian cried out happily.

"Hahahaha, you think too much. This is the real beginning of the duel between the great gods!" Bo Xun laughed and said.

"Let's all retreat to the sea, don't stand here! It's not safe here anymore." Rakshasa told Xuntian and the others loudly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

The group of demons retreated to the depths of the Red Sea, dense dark clouds rolled across the boundary between sea and sky, and a scream came from the dark clouds.

"Stop! Stop, stop, stop! There is laser scanning ahead, so we can only go here! Don't go any further, everyone." The demon spirit who was walking in the front fell down and kept retreating, and someone shouted cried loudly.

"It's right here! If you go further, you should touch the bottom line of the sea and sky war gods. Let's attack the sky, the first ones we can't provoke are these sea gods! Stop it! You don't have to go anymore." Bo Xun Still remembering how terrifying the violent storm was from Haitian's ancestors, he also yelled loudly.

(End of this chapter)