Confession: I am a fat otaku. Why am I crying when a monster comes?

The enemy is getting denser and denser, and the long spears are getting longer and longer. From one spear per person, to ten people per spear, to one hundred people per spear! "Three thousand five hundred and forty-one enemies!" "Three thousand six hundred and ninety-nine enemies!" This guy must be good at math, he is still counting! The giant extending from his body is as tall as a mountain at this time. With one spear, hundreds of soldiers collapsed and disappeared, as if raising a gust of yellow sand. There seemed to be a few more powerful ghosts in the back, spreading out quickly. The Eighteen Riders of Yanyun were charging hard, unstoppable. At this time, the ghost pet of Shura girl "Xiang Buddha" slowly rose up.

The two cymbals behind the small body, which were almost as big as him, also slowly rose up.

Then, there was a heavy collision!

Clang! ! ! !

In an instant, hundreds of monkeys and ghost soldiers exploded into flesh and blood.

The Eighteen Riders of Yanyun immediately changed direction and rushed towards Xiang Buddha. At the moment of running, they exerted some ability and their speed suddenly increased!

Like an arrow!

Xiang Buddha probably didn't expect the speed of the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun to be so fast. The two giant cymbals collided heavily again!

Clang! ! !

The glory shrouded the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun was shattered!

But at the same time, their extremely sharp momentum had penetrated into Xiang Buddha's body!

Puff...

Without a trace of hindrance, Xiang Buddha's chest was pierced, and a hole the size of a basketball appeared.

At this time, there was a humming sound in the sky, and a seven or eight meter long tree trunk was thrown by Yishan, and instantly reached the top of the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun.

They wanted to disperse, but the sound of the cymbals of Xiangfo made them move stiffly.

Bang!

The tree trunk hit the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun hard, nine of them turned into meat paste on the spot, and two were seriously injured and could not survive.

The remaining seven Eighteen Riders of Yanyun changed their formation to the Big Dipper shape and rushed towards the old abbot.

The momentum was like a rainbow!

The blood drop quickly blocked the old abbot, and his hands suddenly tore forward...

The heads of two Eighteen Riders of Yanyun fell!

But the long swords of the seven warriors had already pierced the chest of the old abbot!

"Change!"

The old abbot appeared in front of him the next moment.

If he hadn't been transformed, with Shura's defense, this knife probably wouldn't have been able to break her defense.

Chen Qing quickly pulled out the knife, and with a thought, the coroner appeared and immediately treated her.

The wound was not deep, and with the coroner's ability, the wound healed immediately.

The old abbot looked a little pale, nodded to Chen Qing, and looked at the battlefield: "Bring Sun Wukong here!"

She seemed to have some kind of remote command ability?

The two Yishans held their four hands together, tightly grasping Sun Wukong who had been entangled in the spider web.

There were three spider spirits in Yishan's hands, constantly wrapping layer after layer of web.

And this web was bloody! It was even dripping with blood.

The Shura girl sneered: "This is the blood of the Bodhisattva, specially designed to catch you, a monkey!"

Sun Wukong inside was slowly becoming motionless.

The momentum of the martial arts champion was still rising!

He had already become the target of public criticism. If it weren't for the cassock protecting him, he would have died countless times.

"Eight thousand eight hundred and eighty-two enemies!"

"Nine thousand one hundred enemies!"

He turned over and jumped again, rushing into the crowd again.

Wherever the long spear passed, everything disappeared.

After two more sweeps of the spear, the number of people was close to ten thousand.

"Nine thousand nine hundred and nineteen enemies!"

The last spear!

Buzz——

A circle of golden light swung from the long spear, and hundreds of monkeys and powerful ghosts were annihilated.

The martial arts champion's movements suddenly stopped.

Standing quietly.

The huge phantom slowly retracted into his body.

The golden light on the armor flowed, and the armor slowly turned into a golden helmet, golden armor, and even the long spear turned into a golden spear.

The martial arts champion slowly spoke: "This general... can defeat ten thousand people!"

Chen Qing was stunned!

"It turns out that Wanren Di is the evil spirit level of Wu Zhuangyuan!"

"This guy keeps talking about Wanren Di, and this is what he means!"

At this time, Yishan picked up a huge stick and rushed over.

Wu Zhuangyuan... should be Wanren Di, Wanren Di slowly raised his eyes and looked at Yishan indifferently.

Throwing out the golden spear!

The golden spear appeared directly in front of Yishan without any sign.

Bang!

Yishan's head exploded into countless golden particles and disappeared.

Wanren Di opened his hand and quickly recalled the golden spear in his hand. His tone was extremely cold: "This general

...Ten thousand enemies!"

This is unreasonable!

Chen Qing's mouth was almost grinning to his ears, and seeing that it was done, he retracted it with a thought.

At this moment, a man appeared on the hillside.

Han Yuan!

He sat on a white horse, and next to him, there was a young general holding a spear. He was young, but his momentum was sharp and unmatched, as if he could pierce through everything.

The spear in his hand had drunk countless blood, and it hummed softly when the wind blew, like a dragon's roar.

Han Yuan shouted: "Don't let them take Sun Wukong away!"

The young general ignored the whole audience, slowly raised the spear in his hand, and his voice resounded throughout the audience:

"Everywhere the sun and the moon shine, they are all Han territory, and wherever the rivers flow, they are all Han ministers."

"Whoever offends the mighty Han!"

Thousands of soldiers and ghosts shouted in unison: "Even if they are far away, they will be punished! "

The voice pierced through thousands of mountains!

With these four words, silver light appeared on all the soldiers and ghosts, and they all transformed into the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun in an instant!

The young general was the Champion Marquis.

The spear in his hand was the Dragon Soul Hanwei Spear.

"Charge! "

With the young general's order, thousands of the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun rushed towards the group of powerful ghosts with the might of a landslide and tsunami!

Eighteen Eighteen Riders of Yanyun can kill the evil spirit-level Xiang Buddha.

What will happen with the might of thousands of Eighteen Riders of Yanyun?

Everything is invincible!

Everything collapsed!

Wherever it passed, the huge figure of the mountain mover was shattered at the touch.

The layers of powerful ghosts seemed to have never existed.

In front of Sun Wukong, a 100-meter giant with six arms suddenly appeared.

His lower half of his body was buried in the ground, and he suddenly inserted his hand into the ground. The next moment, he actually lifted up a piece of land the size of dozens of football fields!

People and horses on the ground were thrown to the ground, the river water was backflowing, and the houses collapsed.

All the monkeys and powerful ghosts fell towards the direction of the army.

This is the evil spirit-level mountain mover.

The champion Hou pointed the Dragon Soul Hanwei spear in his hand: "Shock! ”

All the soldiers shouted in unison: "Shock!"

The earth seemed to be hit by a mountain-sized hammer, and it fell back to the ground again!

The 100-meter giant was hit hard, vomiting blood and falling to the ground.

The old abbot stared at this group of terrible enemies and gritted his teeth and said: "Pass!"

Buzz!

Buzz!

Buzz!

Four figures suddenly appeared:

A Taoist corpse-level Yongdong.

A Taoist corpse-level golden body Rakshasa.

A Taoist corpse-level black Rakshasa.

An evil spirit-level Asura!

When these four people appeared, the space was shaking slightly.

Although there were only four people, their overwhelming momentum dominated the whole venue.

The champion marquis was not afraid at all, raised his gun and shouted: "Who dares to die!"

Thousands of Yanyun Eighteen Riders shouted in unison:

"Who else but me! ”

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The information that can be released now:

Martial artist→Martial champion→Ten thousand enemies→?

Use a stick-wielding ghost→Move mountains→Mountain god→?

Snow girl→Snow boy→Frosty sky→Eternal winter→?