The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 2320 Eighteen Asuras
We discussed it, and immediately ordered the more than 100 disciples under him to participate in the battle in front of the hall.

The disciples we brought, although their cultivation bases are not too high, are all handpicked.With them participating in the battle, it will definitely turn the tide of the battle.In this way, we will have the capital and confidence to participate in the decisive battle of the queen.

We all understand that after searching all the way, we have reached the moment of the final decisive battle.

Youming Mountain, Huo Hun, and the masters of the Golden Zen Path are all here.Our elites are also gathered here, and whoever wins or loses will directly determine the ending of the mysterious kingdom.

The more than 100 people we brought went into battle amidst the shouts that shook the sky.

They have already identified each other's people, and once they fight, their positions will be divided.Bi Antang's momentum rose sharply, and his fighting spirit rose sharply. He reversed the disadvantage in one fell swoop, and even launched a countercharge to the opponent.

People kept screaming, people fell down, and blood spattered on the spot.

What a scuffle, this is the most tragic killing I have ever experienced.

As a practitioner, no one wants to see such a scene.Seeing that human life is so insignificant here, my heart is also ups and downs.To capture the thief first, capture the king. If you want to completely solve all this, it seems that you can only use the fastest speed to defeat those masters in the rear.

It's just that we wanted to rush to the back of the hall, but we were undoubtedly intercepted on the way.

We were stopped by a dozen weirdos.

They are wearing Taoist robes, but there is a string of Buddhist beads hanging around their necks, and their hair is also shaved, so they are bald.

Their dresses are extremely different, non-monk and non-daoist, I have never seen them.

The third uncle saw it, but his body was shocked, and he muttered: "It's the Eighteen Asuras of the Golden Chan Path."

"Eighteen Shura wins in the formation, individual strength is not strong, separate them, and rush over at the first time." Ling Feihong shouted behind him, and dodged first.

Ling Feihong's Golden Spirit Sect and Golden Chan Dao came from the same sect, so people who know Golden Chan Dao have some understanding.

Led by him, all of us also carried our weapons and rushed towards the eighteen Shuras opposite.

It's just that after we sent our disciples to the front of the hall, there were less than ten of us left.Compared with the other eighteen people, they are at a disadvantage.

I was holding the Bijin sword, and I was blocked by the two opponents first.

Although I don't like to see those bloody scenes, I also understand that being soft-hearted here can only make me passive. I made up my mind, and came up with the Shanhe Sword, sweeping across with the sword, and slashed towards the two Shuras in front of me.

The sword energy of the ninth-rank master can already be released at will while sending out moves.

The dark green sword energy was attached to the sword body, and there was a buzzing sound, full of momentum.

The two Shuras were obviously cultivators for many years, and of course they knew the dominance of the sword energy. They stretched out their hands, and the string of huge Buddhist beads around their necks appeared in their palms.

After the ear-piercing sound of metal and iron clanging, the sword energy I emitted was bounced away by the two strings of Buddhist beads.

Then one of the strings of Buddha beads came out of his hand and wrapped around Bi Jinjian without any mistakes.At the same time, two people started at the same time, one of them grabbed the Buddha beads, and the other raised the beads, and with a gust of wind, it rolled towards my head.

By smelling this scent, one can tell that these two Shuras are neither monks nor Taoists, and they should be cultivating an evil way.

Their cooperation is indeed tacit, their movements are coordinated and unified, and they seem to know each other's intentions without communicating.

This string of Buddhist beads swung down with great force, and it seemed inevitable, unless I let go and threw the sword out of the way.

As a result, his string of Buddhist beads was smashed down, but someone reached out and copied it from behind me.

Yes, it's that simple.

The process is like an adult snatching a toy from a child.

That Shura originally thought that even if this hit didn't hit me, it would force me to withdraw my sword and dodge it.As a result, the Buddhist beads in his hand were inexplicably snatched away.

So much so that his arm swung down according to the original inertia, of course it was empty.

He was also surprised, where did my prayer beads go.

"Dare to hit my junior brother?" There was an angry shout, and Lingxu behind him grabbed the Buddhist bead and cursed.

But he soon discovered something new, and kept playing with the Buddhist beads in his hand: "Hee hee... Ha ha ha... This is fun."

Lingxu swung the Buddhist bead away in his hand, driving the surrounding air to rotate with it, and soon there was a cry.

slap... slap...

Under Lingxu's waving, the line connecting the Buddhist beads began to break section by section, and the Buddhist beads shot out one after another, hitting the nearby rocks and pavilions one after another.

The texture of those Buddhist beads is extremely hard, not like metal, but they are all hit into the rocks and firmly inlaid on them.Those who hit the inside of the pavilion also heard a huge noise, and it was not known what was broken.

This noise naturally attracted the attention of the other Shura and those of us. We were playing in full swing, but we all stopped and looked at Lingxu together.

"It's really not strong, so it's broken?" Lingxu looked at his hand with some annoyance, all the beads were blown away, and only half of the gold thread remained in his hand.It is used to connect the beads, it looks like a golden light, and it is also very valuable.

Lingxu threw the gold thread from his hand, and turned to look at the beads in the hands of other Shuras.

"Give it to me to play with again." Lingxu's figure flashed, and he was about to snatch it.

It can be seen that senior brother Lingxu's methods are absolutely rare among us, and they are superior.This gap is even bigger than I imagined.

Seeing this scene, the eighteen Shuras were of course shocked, and naturally they would not let Lingxu snatch the Buddha beads again.

After a short period of panic, they quickly stabilized their position. Except for the one whose prayer beads were robbed, the other seventeen people shook the prayer beads in their hands in the air.

Different from Lingxu's random swiping, they have their own set of skills and routines in swinging the beads.Soon a deep mantra came out from those prayer beads.

That sound didn't sound like a human voice, but rather like a physical change in the contact between the Buddha beads and the air.

For example, there are tiny holes on the beads, and the contact with the air causes changes in the air flow, which makes the beads make a sound.This is the same as the principle of some musical instruments, but we don't know what kind of magic beads this kind of beads are.

The seventeen strings of Buddhist beads issued a mantra at the same time, as if seventeen people were chanting a mantra.

The momentum was very loud, and the sound of the curse was more like a whip, lashing over.

When I heard the sound of the mantra, I felt a pain in my head. The sound seemed to penetrate the scalp and penetrate deep into the brain.

(End of this chapter)