Chapter 375 Battle of Black Mountain ([-])

clang!
The golden sound echoed through the clouds.

The bearded Yan Chixia couldn't restrain herself after all. She stopped watching from the sidelines and directly fought with the two flag-carrying corpse demons. The three-meter-tall monsters were holding long-handled axes and were blessed by the Forgotten River. They were all fierce. Unstoppable.

Fortunately, Meng Fan taught him three techniques, otherwise he would have had to lose the prize.

Tao or demon, which one is stronger?

Depends on the person using it.

Yan Chixia struck out with a thunderbolt from the sky, but it was not weakened too much. In the flash of thunder and fire, a burly corpse demon fell down immediately, and the underworld armor on its chest was broken. If it weren't for the Wangchuan water to forcefully renew its life, it would have been wiped out long ago. .

"receive."

At present, the Black Mountain Old Demon has lost most of his troops, and Meng Fan decisively puts away the dragon flag, even though these private soldiers are now similar to the Gods List in the novel, and are almost immortal.

But if the damage is here, the next recovery will not only take a lot of time, but the strength that was finally cultivated will also be greatly reduced.

Therefore, he no longer wants to play short and long.

"Take this shield."

"Xuanmao, take care of her."

After explaining, Nie Xiaoqian had a canopy ruler in her hand. Even if the gods in this world no longer exist, the sun, moon and stars carved on it can still continue to attract the power of the celestial bodies.

It's enough for self-defense!
In addition, since it was wrapped with Meng Fan's Dao power, she could use it freely without backlash with the cooperation of Xuan Mao.

"Meow."

After everything was done, under the gaze of two eyes, Meng Fan rushed into the battle group with the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, aiming directly at the Black Mountain soul in the dragon chariot.

It is undeniable that the two troops of Thunder and Fire under his command were restrained by the Wangchuan Water, but it was not him who was restrained. The smelly yellow water was directly shattered by the dragon soul entrenched on the blade before it even got close.

At the same time, purple thunder and golden divine fire kept flashing on it. They had broken away from the ordinary flow, and wherever they passed, the ghostly energy dispersed like a tide.

Along the way, there are ghost generals rushing over, but in front of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, the underworld armor, which seems thick and can withstand countless attacks, is actually no different from paper. It breaks when touched and shatters when rubbed.

What is Sweeping Thousands of Armies?

What does it mean to take the head of an admiral out of an army of thousands?
Seeing the dark soldiers and ghost generals blocking him along the way falling like straw, Meng Fan felt like he was possessed by an emperor.

"What a trick!" The old demon from Montenegro snorted coldly.

Cold light burst out from inside the chariot.

clang!
The golden sound rang out.

The two incompatible mana collided, and countless cracks were directly shaken out on the ground. The chariot carved with the ghost dragon was torn apart in an instant.

Not only that, all the ghost generals nearby also flew out, unable to participate in the battle.

I saw a giant about three feet tall and nearly ten meters tall appeared in front of me. It wore a purple gold crown on its head and a gold-inlaid ghost robe. There were green flames beating in the empty skull eye sockets, and it held a handle full of dark energy. Fang Tian painted a halberd.

Second Master fighting Lu Bu?
Looking at the two colliding magic weapons, Meng Fan suddenly had an idea, and then quickly came back to his senses.

At this moment, he felt that the blood in his body was rushing rapidly, and it had been a long time since he had gone all out like this.

To be honest, the feeling of looking up to the old demon is really unpleasant. If possible, Meng Fan would find someone to learn a great magical power on the spot.

And Heishan felt that he was humiliated. After all, he was forced to this point in the human world, and he was still surrounded by many soldiers under his command. If the news came to the ears of the Demon King who occupied the other Yama Halls, he would definitely be ridiculed.

"You ignorant scholar, if I were to come here in person, you could easily be skinned alive..."

Before the old demon could finish his harsh words, Meng Fan, who was wrestling with it, had already struck again. Dark purple thunder and lightning from 36 directions fell together, shattering its robes, revealing the wailing dead head inside its body.The effect is definitely not as powerful as the Diamond Sutra in the original drama, after all, it hasn’t reached that point yet.

Yan Chixia had shown this object to Meng Fan before, and it was suspected that it was written with the blood of an eminent monk who had attained the status of Arhat himself.

If this was the face of the old demon's clone, how could he not be so powerful? Even if his real body came, he would still be wailing.

"Dead Taoist!"

Amidst the roar, dead heads flew towards him one after another, with sinister expressions on their faces. They obviously wanted to devour his flesh and blood, but before they even got close, they were all rolled up by an innate Bagua Dao diagram.

During the wrestling process, Meng Fan stood still and still took advantage twice in a row. He had a rough idea of ​​the strength of the old demon's clone.

the other side.

The fishy yellow water of the Forgotten River continues to fall, and all the vegetation has withered, and the rocks have also turned a sickly gray-white color. All the places that have been watered by it have lost all their vitality.

Only those ghost soldiers benefited a lot, and their eyes were blazing with ghost fire. No matter whether it was speed, strength, or vitality, they were incomparable.

"Exorcise demons and subjugate demons!"

Yan Chixia saw that Meng Fan was struggling with the old demon and rushed over to help to break the deadlock, so she simply stopped hiding her clumsiness.

The Xuanyuan Divine Sword comes out of the body.

The divine sword cultivated by the Sword Immortal's military skills has now become more and more dazzling, turning into two, two into four, four into eight in mid-air, until it turns into hundreds or even thousands, gathering with infinite power.

Almost at the same time, countless divine swords flashed with cold light.

Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!
The magical weapon in the sky is like a torrent, shooting out in all directions. Although it is not as good as the Xuanyuan Sword itself, it is still tainted with a hint of magic.

All the vaginal objects along the way were pierced through the chest and fell completely to the ground. Even the Forgotten River water could no longer forcefully survive.

At the same time, an arrow with Sanskrit written on it was pulled out, and Yan Chixia said loudly:

"Prajna Paramita!"

Flashes of light and fire.

As the bowstring vibrated, a long arrow shot straight towards the forehead of the old Black Mountain demon.

Although the thick black mist obliterated it before it got close, it was very insulting.

Not long ago, he was showing off his authority, but now he has become a mere commander, being entangled by the Taoist priests in the world, and unable to move at all!
What should you eat to exercise?
Looking down at Meng Fan, who still showed signs of exhaustion, the Black Mountain clone's skull-like face was distorted.

Then, while still holding Fang Tian's painted halberd with both arms, he fought with the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, but his head was separated from his neck, just like the dead heads before, and he bit straight towards Meng Fan.

The mouth was wide open, and there were not only black maggots covered with strange lines squirming inside, but also a large amount of evil energy, which even Shenxiao Lei could not wipe away for a moment.

Because of this, it was difficult for the innate Bagua Dao Diagram to block it, and just when Meng Fan was about to reveal a trump card, the Xuanyuan Divine Sword that Yan Chixia was carrying was unsheathed again in time.

clang!
Under the impact, the old demon's head shifted and his body swayed. Meng Fan made a quick decision and with an explosion of blood energy, he knocked Fang Tian's painted halberd filled with netherworld filth away on the spot, and at the same time threw a clearing sword.

A ferocious blue dragon thrust its claws towards the head that had been knocked open by the divine sword.

"Master, I will never let you go. Your bones will be shattered and your ashes will be shattered. You will suffer in pain day and night in the City of Wasted Death. You will never be reincarnated for eternity!"

Between the collision of black teeth.

The skull was exploded by the dragon's claws, everything returned to calm, and the threatening remarks disappeared.

(End of this chapter)

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