Monks

Chapter 920

Zhang Fear was extremely surprised when he saw it from a distance. What kind of work did the Demon Gate do?Can hide in other people's magic weapon to hurt the enemy?

Among the four spirit transformation masters, only the second ghost ancestor did not make a move. At this time, he turned his head to look in Zhang Ai's direction and asked softly, "You brought him here?" After listening to Er Guizu's question, he walked forward a few steps and replied: "No. 26nbsp;"

Er Guizu let out an oh, as if he believed Zhang and was afraid of speaking, and turned back to look at Shishan.Just now, Shishan smashed in the air, just hitting the thin cloud of smoke and the fortune teller below.In this way, it seems that the fortune teller saved Mengnu's life. If he hadn't beaten Feimengnu, she should have been crushed to death at the foot of the mountain.

The battlefield suddenly calmed down. In the yellow sand dance, there was an ingot-shaped hill standing in the desert. Four people surrounded the mountain, quietly waiting for the moment when the giant mountain was blasted or bounced away.

Judging from the ability of the envoy to kill the cultivator of the God Transformation at will, no matter how careless he is, he will not be taken away by a rocky mountain.But everyone looked at it for a long time, and the yellow sand in the sky had fallen to the ground, the dust was still, and the fortune teller remained silent.On the contrary, Heiguai and Zhou Zheng looked tense, and each manipulated magic weapons to kill the enemy in the boulder.

After waiting for a while, the mountain god was impatient and yelled, "Take root on the ground." The hill with a radius of tens of meters suddenly turned into a living thing, stretching out countless roots like a tree, straight 'plugging' into the desert, After a while, his magic weapon, the hill, had already rooted deeply into the thick soil under the desert, and became a whole with this land.

At this time, the mountain god looked at Zhang fear, then glanced at the rest of the people, and said lightly: "I'm going to take revenge." With both hands pinching the magic formula, he walked towards the rocky mountain, as if he was going to hit the mountain.

After he finished speaking, Er Guizu's face tightened, he grabbed the giant banner in the air and raised it, the desert suddenly lost its vitality, although it was daylight, there was a gloomy feeling, followed by Seeing that this place stopped moving, it was completely motionless, the wind stopped, the sand stopped, and only the mountain god resolutely slammed into the stone mountain.

Sudden chuckled: "That's it? I'm really disappointed." As the words sounded, a little golden light suddenly lit up on the black rocky mountain. After a flash, a thunderbolt was struck from the clear sky, and the stone mountain was struck by the lightning. "Lu" was born as a fortune teller in a cloud of smoke. In the cloud of smoke were Zhou Zheng's spiked net and the three skulls of the black monster struggling. He attacked the fortune teller, but wanted to take it back, but couldn't.

The second ghost ancestor said softly: "Of course it won't be the only one." He pressed the formula in his hand again, and there was a thunderous sound under the fortune teller's feet.Just now when the thunder struck, there was only a small sound of "snap", but Er Guizu's strike was like countless charms exploding at the same time, blasting a huge bunker in front of him.

A person stood in the sandpit, the smoke around him was blown away, he held a white flag and looked curiously at his feet.At this time, the fortune teller is calm and ordinary, with the strong self-confidence that the world is under his control, and the freedom and ease of not caring about everything. He is not at all the embarrassing fortune teller who is teased by people in Yanguo Street.

He lowered his head, and Er Gui Zu made another pinch of the magic formula. The fortune teller suddenly felt his feet tightened, as if he was caught by something, and just about to kick his feet to get rid of it, Er Gui Zu shouted loudly, and the huge banner in his hand was torn instantly. Every piece of banner cloth that was torn was shot at the fortune teller like a dart.

Although it is just linen cloth, its speed and power are unmatched by any magic weapon in the world. The fortune teller finally became serious, and when he saw the banner cloth flying, he ignored the binding of his feet, moved his fingertips, and the clear sky appeared again. Countless lightning strikes were struck down, and a thunderous waterfall was laid in front of him, splitting every piece of banner cloth into nothingness.

At this time, Er Guizu moved again, leaping up and flying towards the fortune teller. He was in the air and headed straight towards him. During the flight, he unexpectedly turned into a huge bone sword with a black light shining on the blade, stabbing straight at him. .Judging from the length, width and sharpness of the bone sword, as long as it can stab the Xiangshi, the Xiangshi will be cut in two.

Erguizu moved too fast, almost flew away at the same time as the banner cloth, but he was half a minute slower. After the lightning struck the waterfall, the huge bone sword he transformed into was already inserted straight into the Xiangshi's waist, and inserted for a while. There are more than enough points.

The fight between the two of them was so fast that the other three masters of transforming gods could not intervene. The mountain god who wanted to hit the rock with his body was forced to stop where he was, and called back the magic weapon of the rock mountain that was struck by lightning.Shishan stopped in mid-air, its surface was black, and the place where it was struck by lightning was damaged.

I don't know what's so special about the ghost skill, but the second ghost ancestor used a huge explosion to disperse the cloud of smoke from the Xiangshi's body, but it didn't explode the three skulls and the spiked net.At the same moment when Xiangshi was hit by the sword at the waist, while he was distracted and unable to defend, the giant net controlled by Zhou Zheng wrapped around Xiangshi's head and shrank tightly, and the three skulls spewed out by the black monster bit his throat and chest respectively. .Counting the damage caused by the bone sword, there were four wounds bleeding from the Xiangshi's body, but his head was covered by a black net, so it was impossible to see if he was injured.

Seeing this scene, although the mountain god and the others felt a little joy, they were more nervous. At this point, they must not allow the fortune teller to have a chance to escape, and they each activated their magic formulas to prepare for the fatal blow.

However, I heard the voice of a fortune teller from the gill net: "It's really disappointing, only these methods?" Only the bone sword around his waist was held by him in one hand, he looked at the bone sword and said: "Is this your body?"

Just finished speaking, the bone sword stabbed forward, pierced into the Xiangshi's body, then shrank back, jumped out of the Xiangshi's hand, and when it landed, it returned to the appearance of Er Guizu, and said in a cold voice: "Isn't this send body."

The fortune teller looked at the scars on his body, and said in a very indifferent but indifferent tone: "Did you get hurt?" He raised his hand and wiped lightly on the body, all the wounds were gone, and even the damaged clothes were repaired. .The four Chongshanshen said, "Is there any other trick?" While speaking, his whole body was covered with electric light, turning him into an electric man. To the four Apotheosis monks.

This is the strongest ultimate move of the God Envoy, God Thunder.

The four of them, except for the black monsters, have dealt with fortune tellers, know the power of Shenlei, and have been chased all over the world to escape.Seeing the state of the fortune teller, the four of them knew that no matter whether they lived or died, they were only in one calamity.Since the envoy intends to destroy a few people with thunder and fire, they can't spare their lives, so let's go all out.

It's a pity that the second ghost ancestor divided the magic array set up by Zhang Ai into three explosions, just to offset the wariness of the fortune teller and tried to injure him once, but he didn't expect that the magic array was completely blown up, and he couldn't hurt this guy even half, the magic envoy was too much powerful.

Zhou Zheng said with a smile: "There are many tricks, and I will not let the gods disappoint you." He showed a pill in his hand, which was the broken pill that Zhang was afraid to give to the mountain god.Zhou Zheng didn't take a second look, raised his hand and put it in his mouth, and said softly, "I still have one hour to live, I hope I can accompany the envoy for another hour." After he finished speaking, his whole body was suddenly surrounded by a golden light. Scattering golden light like a heavenly general, stretching out a hand, the sharp net turns into a long thorn, and slowly walks towards the fortune teller after holding it.

Alone desperately, the mountain god smiled and said: "I will accompany you." He took out the broken pill and put it in his mouth, which was also surrounded by golden light, and then watched the golden light walk into his magic gem mountain. Enter the stone with your own body, and integrate the Yuanshen and the Dharma gem mountain into one.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Er Guizu's mouth, a little indifferent, more of a mockery, and he talked to Zhang Ai: "If I die, you tell him, don't come out in this life." When the black monster came to him and stood still, took the broken pill, and drank: "With my body, I will become the primordial spirit." Opened, merged with Jin Guang, and became Zhang Ai's appearance when he first saw him, trapped in the black air.

The second ghost ancestor spread his arms, his body slowly lifted into the air, and gently disappeared into the black air. After a while, the black air surged non-stop, and gradually shrank. After a while, all the black air was attached to the second ghost ancestor, and there was a loud sound After the clear sound, all the black energy was taken away by Er Gui Zu, and the black monster disappeared from then on, leaving Er Gui Zu alone.

After the second ghost ancestor absorbed the black monster, he became extremely powerful, his whole body was shimmering with golden light, he didn't look like a ghost cultivator, and his aura was even more holy than the purest Buddhist cultivator.

When he merged with the black monster, the mountain god turned into a rocky mountain to fight against the envoy, Zhou Zheng held a long thorn to attack, and the two of them, one upright and one strange, one thick and the other elegant, fought with the fortune teller.Although he couldn't hurt him, he persisted in pestering him for a while, so that the fortune teller had no time to take care of the second ghost ancestor.The fortune teller no longer kept his hand, and the lightning flashed at his fingertips, and a lightning waterfall was split on the desert.

It's just that the stone fused with the mountain god's primordial spirit became so hard that the thunder waterfall couldn't hurt him, and Zhou Zheng, who was like a shadow, floated around, flickering lightly in the thunder waterfall, and the thunder waterfall couldn't hit him.I saw lightning flying, the lightning was no more than five meters high, and the thunder was bursting, and the sound was as big as firecrackers, turning this desert into the most fantastic place in the world.

At this time, the two ghost ancestors "inserted" into the battle group, the desert suddenly became cloudy and windy, the sky turned dark, and several openings were opened in the flat sandy ground, and countless ghosts, skeletons or zombies spewed out from inside, and even more There are countless ghosts, but he actually recruited ghost soldiers to fight!

This is the first time Zhang Ai saw a fight between the masters of the transformation stage. He saw thick black clouds pressing down, and countless figures shuttled among them. He couldn't tell who was who. die.

The three of them were originally the weakest mountain gods, but now they assimilated with the mountain and became the strongest ones, blocking most of the fortune-tellers' attacks.No matter how powerful a fortune teller is, he can't split the stone mountain with a flash of lightning.At this time, the second ghost ancestor with golden light came around with Yin soldiers, and the momentum was astonishing.There is also Zhou Zheng, who is like a ghost, erratically coming and going, taking a cold breath to sneak up on the fortune teller.

From the point of view of the situation, the two ghost ancestors had the upper hand. In fact, all three of them knew that no matter whether they won or lost, they would inevitably die today.