Biography of the Immortals

Chapter 76
When Feijian touched the cyan mist with a single horn blooming above the head of the Qingjiao Ghost King, it was like being stuck in a quagmire, slightly sluggish.

The Qingjiao Ghost King roared again and again, urging the demon mist to resist the flying sword with all his strength, and his movements were also greatly slowed down.

Although Liang Mengxia is only a beginner swordsman, how powerful is a flying sword?The Qingjiao Ghost King couldn't resist the flying sword if he didn't use all his strength to mobilize the protective demon mist. As long as he was touched by the flying sword, he would end up being cut twice.

Liang Mengxia was full of energy, and her flying sword was like electricity and mist, and she just stopped the evil spirit.

Yuechi took the opportunity to shoot frequently, and each shot could take away a piece of flesh and blood.It's a pity that this evil ghost's body is too huge. The blood hole the size of a fist is fatal to ordinary people, but it can only do limited damage to ghosts with a height of six or seven meters.The Qingjiao Ghost King had dozens of blood holes all over his body, and he was still roaring like thunder, without any signs of fatigue.

Gan Lingyao's mother and daughter and Gu Xixi also showed their skills to contain the Qingjiao ghost king.

Yan Xi didn't make a move, and thought to himself: "According to the story line, Yuechi and I killed the evil ogre, and won the favor of the unknown swordsman."

"The strength of the Qingjiao ghost king is so terrifying, and his strength is so outrageous."

"There must be something wrong."

Yan Xi is also an author of web articles, and he habitually found loopholes in the story line.Today's online readers are not easy to be fooled, and they will be singled out if they have a little logic.

Taking advantage of his master's entanglement with the Qingjiao ghost king, he rushed towards the temple of the small temple, looked up and saw the sculptures in the temple, and thought to himself: "According to many novels, this kind of evil ghost is most afraid of breaking the mud tire, whether it is real or not. Let’s talk about whether there are dates or not.”

He was afraid that there might be some kind of trap in the temple, so he didn't dare to take the risk himself, so he picked up a green brick and threw it from a distance, hitting the ghost king's clay figure's forehead, knocking half of the clay's head off.

Yan Xi succeeded here, the Qingjiao Ghost King who was fighting fiercely with Liang Mengxia, the cyan mist from the single horn above his head suddenly thinned by three points, screamed strangely, and fled into the hall.

Yan Xi would not fight against the Qingjiao Ghost King, so he quickly dodged away, allowing the Qingjiao Ghost King to break into the hall, jumped onto the altar, and became one with the mud tire.

The green-horned ghost king and the mud tire merged, and the green mist filled the air, covering the entire hall. Liang Mengxia used the flying sword to kill the ghost king several times, but was blocked by the powerful green mist.

Yan Xi shouted: "Fenghuang, go outside the temple and bombard the enshrined clay sculptures with rockets."

Li Shu also saw that the god was the weakness of the Qingjiao Ghost King, pulled her mother, left the small temple, and set up a shoulder-fired rocket outside the temple.

Yan Xi also dragged Liang Mengxia out of the small temple.

Both Yuechi and Gu Xixi had seen the power of firearms and escaped together.

Seeing that everyone had come out, Li Shu pressed the trigger of the launch, and a flame shot into the main hall of the small temple.

Amidst the earth-shattering explosion, the temple protected by the cyan mist, although countless bricks and tiles fell, remained motionless.

The cyan demon mist can withstand flying swords, and it is also very powerful in the face of modern weapons.

Yan Xi suddenly realized, slapped his thigh, and shouted: "The ghost king with green horns should be lured out, without him in it, even ordinary people can destroy that statue."

At this moment, he has figured it out.

In the original story line, he and Yuechi thought that they would die. They were not as cautious as they are now, worrying about gains and losses. They must have put all their eggs in one basket. They bravely broke into the hall dedicated to mud tires and destroyed the statue of Qingjiao Ghost King.

Without the clay statue, the Qingjiao Ghost King's magic power must have been greatly reduced, so he was able to subdue demons and eliminate demons.

But now Yan Xi had Liang Mengxia as his backer and Li Shu as his firepower, he hesitated when facing the temple, he didn't dare to break in and smash the statue, he just threw a green brick.

Yan Xi regretted too much, and said in his heart: "I knew it earlier, I was more courageous just now, broke in and smashed the clay statue with one punch, and the Qingjiao Ghost King would have been finished."

Liang Mengxia took away the flying sword, adjusted his breath for a while, and said: "This kind of prostitution is a disaster for the living people. If it can be eradicated, it will be of indescribable benefits to the practice."

"If you step into the gate of swordsman, you should not easily miss this kind of obscene priest in the future."

Yan Xi was very curious and asked, "Master, is there still such a saying?"

Liang Mengxia nodded, and replied: "It was I who met a senior swordsman in Wuxing Mountain. He saw that I practiced diligently, and told me a lot of secrets of cultivation. If it wasn't for that, I wouldn't know about it."

Liang Mengxia only got one sword formula, and lacked the basic method of refining qi. After stepping into the elementary level of swordsman, she made no progress.

Therefore, I tried my best to find out how to help my practice.

Otherwise, Liang Mengxia would not guard the old dragon's head and wanted to kill Jiao. He not only wanted to get the essence water beads, but also wanted to go to Juyu Mountain to collect herbs, but also wanted to help his practice.

The senior swordsman back then was vague, and Liang Mengxia didn't know how cutting out the evil spirits would help his practice. After beheading the Niu Jiao, he didn't feel that his cultivation realm was loosened.

But he has stayed at the elementary level of swordsman for many years, and he refused to miss even a glimmer of hope, so he was very enthusiastic about beheading this evil spirit.

Yan Xi thought for a while, and said, "Master! I have a solution, and I still need your cooperation."

Liang Mengxia readily agreed, and said: "As long as you can kill this evil spirit, I will listen to you as a teacher."

Yan Xi picked up a branch and wrote dozens of lines on the ground, saying: "Master, if you repeat these curse words at the small temple dozens of times, the evil spirit will definitely not be able to hold back and want to rush out." .”

"Disciple, hide aside this time, when it can't bear it and rush out, go in and smash the statue."

Liang Mengxia only took one look, then blushed, and shouted: "How can there be such inspiring words in the world?"

Yan Xi said in his heart: "It's all online things to make people feel mentally. They are familiar with the process, and they are usually posted by robots, without any technical content."

Li Shu glanced at it, and said to Yan Xi in a low voice: "This is cyberbullying!"

Yan Xi replied: "If you don't go online, it's not considered cyberbullying."

Li Shu whispered again: "If this is outside, the person being sprayed will definitely jump out of the screen and hit you."

Yan Xi smiled, and replied: "I am about to jump out of the temple of the Qingjiao Ghost King to beat... Teacher."

"I can't do it, the Qingjiao Ghost King might kill him with a single punch."

Li Shu was amazed, and said: "We are the same people, I just can't think of this way, what do you usually do? Can you think of such a tricky angle?"

Yan Xi blushed slightly, embarrassed to say that he was an online writer who rushed to the street.

Tell a girl out loud, I'm a eunuch...

Or, when you tell your own novel, the girl says: I know, you are that famous eunuch...

I can't talk anymore today.

And there is no way to talk about it in the future.

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(End of this chapter)