fifth form

Chapter 309

"Speak louder, I can't hear you!"

"It's so windy up there!"

"I can't hear you!"

High in the sky, Zhang Xuezhou's voice echoed from time to time, and Fozi felt his liver began to ache.

He asked for help repeatedly, but Zhang Xuezhou, who was high in the sky, never landed at all.

"Xiao Langjun, you joined our organization yesterday, come and help me!" Fozi shouted.

"What are you talking about? Helping whom?"

"help me!"

"What help?"

"Use ghost chains to bind this wolf monster. He has a strong ability to relieve physical force, but it may be difficult to resist the invasion of magic!"

"Speak louder, I can't hear you!"

The voice of repeating the response again entered the ears, and the Buddha's blood rushed to his heart.

He explained for a long time, and everything went back to the starting point.

If it wasn't for the wolf's demonic attack, lacking the ability to reason and think, the loopholes he responded from time to time would be enough to be killed three times.

"The time for a monster's demonic attack is limited, and the time is running out now, you..."

When the Buddha wanted to explain the reason again, his shoulder was scratched by sharp claws, and the blood immediately scattered in the wind.

There was no pain on his face, as if someone else had been injured, instead he hit back heavily.

That was the part where he had hit dozens of times in a row, and each repeated blow would cause the opponent more severe pain, and also make the opponent last longer in the demonic bloodthirsty madness.

But the Buddha obviously couldn't bear it all the time.

The Buddha-given golden body cuts off the pain, not immunity to injuries, and it will not allow the injuries to continue to repair. If the injuries are too serious, they even lack the chance to recover after the battle.

Thinking of his fate, the veins on Fozi's forehead swelled up, and his eyes couldn't stop the dignified color when he aimed at the sky.

Obviously, he couldn't use the man in the sky like he used the guardian monk.

The other party just joined the Western religion temporarily, and the initiation ceremony has not yet been held. The Buddha even suspects that these people joining the sect may be just talking about it, and they don't really want to join the religion.

If they were in the Maurya Dynasty, no one would dare to joke about joining the religion, but they were in the Great Yuezhi Kingdom.

Lacking the constraints of the Maurya Dynasty and the deterrence of the Western religion, it is not too strange for people from these foreign countries to make fun of the Western religion.

Even the eldest prince denounced Western religion as a cult.

"Come down and help me first, and I will reward you!"

Thinking clearly about his relationship with Zhang Xuezhou, Fozi obviously did not use Zhang Xuezhou as a subordinate like before, and began to treat him as a passerby to ask for help.

"You said I took your things, you will seek revenge from me?"

"It's not about revenge. I don't want revenge. As long as you are willing to help me defeat the enemy, I can give you money, magic weapons, and...fuck you!"

The sound came from high in the sky, and the Buddha felt tired.

If it wasn't for being unable to get rid of the wolf demon, he felt that he would not take his chance today, and he just wanted to escape safely.

He tried his best to respond, but was caught by the irrational wolf demon with his fighting instinct.

Like a long knife slashing across, the place where the wolf monster's sharp claws attacked was cut with a wound of more than ten centimeters.

That's his thigh.

Fozi didn't feel any pain, but for the first time his face showed eagerness.

The strength of his ability to fight against the wolf demon lies in the flexibility of his body. His legs and feet are the parts he must not be injured. If the injury affects his body speed and ability to dodge, he will not be killed by the opponent for too long.

"Okay, I'm going!"

The answering voice came from high in the sky, and Fozi took a deep breath.

"Golden Dansha, Sumeru Fruit, Small Cosmos Bag, Manjusawa, Meteorite, Snake Pigen, Centuries-old Cinnabar, Bodhi Fruit, Yellow Spring Water, Pure Bamboo..."

Just like reporting the name of a dish, Fozi reported all that he had.

"As long as you give me a helping hand, I can pick whatever I want," Buddha roared, "I still have blood essence, which can make up for the blood essence you lost when you used the ghost chain!"

"You said it earlier!"

Fozi felt that Zhang Xuezhou's ears were fine this time, and the response he wanted to hear was very accurate and fast.

The height at which the other party glides in the sky has dropped a lot, and it is no longer the height that made people feel that the distance is not far but difficult to reach.

If they communicated again, Fozi felt that he didn't have to shout so loudly, but he could spare the strength to deal with the wolf demon with his breath and shout.

"He should be very afraid of spells. If you use surgery, you can try the power first, and then use the ghost chain." Fozi loudly shouted intimately: "He is currently occupied by demonic nature, and only destroys his mind. And killing, it is difficult to target you!"

"I still feel it's very dangerous. I might put myself in it if I save you." Zhang Xuezhou responded, "I don't have the ability of your Buddha-given golden body. I was caught to death with one claw."

"The golden body given by the Buddha is useless in front of him. Najima and the others will die if they have this technique." The Buddha said loudly: "He has lost his mind right now, and he only wants to kill me in his thoughts, so it is impossible to target you !"

"If we work together to defeat this wolf demon, do you want to kill me without paying?"

"How can I, a dignified Western Buddhist disciple, do such a disgraceful thing!"

Zhang Xuezhou's voice of guarding against the slightest progress came, and Fozi was scratched again when he was responding.

For a moment, Fozi felt that he really wanted to kill Zhang Xuezhou.

It's not because he doesn't want to pay, but because this guy is too slow to help.

But if it was someone else, he would have died ten or eight times after asking for help for such a long time.

But if Buddha wanted to prove that he had no intention of killing Zhang Xuezhou, it was really difficult for him to prove it, which made him only have to reveal his identity.

"Is the Western teaching of Buddhism very famous?"

"Our four Buddhas don't speak loudly in Xiniu Hezhou, but at least we don't belong to the unknown generation, and we will never go back on our word." The Buddha said in pain: "Please quickly cast a spell to help me. I have too many wounds. About to be beaten to death!"

"I only know how to control bugs!"

Zhang Xuezhou replied resentfully, his wings flew across the low air, he reached out and grabbed the ghost chain that fell on the ground, and quickly landed on a barely trampled dragon subduing stake.

He thought about his lack of skills, so he had to grab the ghost chain and cast a spell.

The reason why Zhang Xuezhou helped Fozi was nothing else. He heard two kinds of materials needed for "Cloud Art" in the remuneration mentioned by Fozi.

One is bodhi fruit, which is the only missing material in Zhang Xuezhou's "The Art of Clouds" from iron wings to copper wings.

One is gold cinnabar, which is needed for copper wings to be tempered to gold wings. Although Zhang Xuezhou lacks more materials at this level of cultivation, it does not prevent him from collecting them in advance.

The mana continued to pour in, and the magic weapon that was like an iron chain became soft in his hands, just like Wu Chao's feeling of manipulating the snake head curse.

The bloody aura was constantly entangled on the chains, giving Zhang Xuezhou an extremely dangerous feeling.

He only felt that the palm of his right hand was punctured, as if a blood-drawing needle was pierced into it, and the blood in his body continuously flowed to this chain, forming bursts of bloody aura on the ghost chain.

"Sure enough, it's sucking blood!"

Zhang Xuezhou paid attention to the ghost chain, and felt that he could not accept this kind of magic weapon, and it was also difficult to use this kind of magic weapon to deal with the enemy from time to time.

This is hurting yourself before killing others. If you use it for a long time, it will inevitably cause irreversible damage to your body.

"Quickly release the magic weapon, I'll hold him up!"

In order to give Zhang Xuezhou, a little cultivator, a chance to bind the wolf demon with one blow, after being hit abruptly, Fozi directly converted his fighting style of dodging and evading into wrestling.

Regardless of the cuts on his well-maintained hands, he firmly grasped Jiufeng's sharp claws.

The pain that the bones of the hand were about to break came, and the Buddha couldn't help but shouted again.

If Zhang Xuezhou didn't hurry up to help, he would end badly if he failed in wrestling.

(End of this chapter)