When he held the crimson spear, Gou San's whole person's momentum rose instantly, like a Buddha in the world, like an immortal in the dust. The long hair fluttered in the wind, the clothes were hunting, and the extraordinarily resolute face had no other feelings than indifference, it was really like a fairy.

There are millions of weapons in the world, Gou San has also made daggers and swords, and he also likes the silver frost long knife given by his eldest brother Gou Liren.

Rao is Gou San doesn't know why, except for the nine guns of Buddha Fury, no matter how much other weapons are easy to use, there is an indescribable obscurity when used, as if they can't reach the desired realm, and it can be said that they can't reach the perfection they imagined.

Only the Buddha is angry with nine shots.

Perhaps, weapons are also obsessed.

Otherwise, how can it be called a spiritual weapon?

Ling Feng whimpered, and countless small wind rolls rolled up on the snow field, and the snow flakes fluttered.

The moment the Nine Spears of Buddha Fury were born, not only the blood demon, but also the pupils of the Snow Ghost Snow Ghost contracted at the same time, and an unbelievable look of horror appeared on his face, but it was extremely well concealed by the three of them.

The snow ghost Xue Yu took a few steps at the same time, standing side by side with the blood demon, looking at the white-shirted young man with my red spear in the distance.

"It seems to be true. In the middle of the night, the snow ghost whispered.

"Eighteen ghost generals, eighteen ghost generals!" The blood demon's face was as pale as blood, the green tendons on his neck burst out, and the crystal spear on the snow was twisted several times by his iron-like claws, and his voice was dull.

Xue You exhaled softly, the white sable swayed on the side of that handsome face, and her eyes like blue sea stars burst like fireworks in the starry sky, and in an instant, ignited the emotions that had been buried in her heart for many years.

With a wave of her robe, she rolled up a thousand feet of snow.

The Frost Sword burst through the sky.

She exhaled a deep cold breath again, and her pale chin was gently raised, looking at the man in white shirt from afar.

"Third sister, don't be impulsive!" The snow ghost had already paid attention to Xue You when Gou San used the nine spears of Buddha Fury, and seeing her uncontrollable fluctuations, he gently grabbed her palm and seeped into the cold sobriety.

Xue You didn't say a word or look back, her white palm tightly grasped the palm she was holding, turning red like blood.

The snow ghost shook his head lightly and said, "Third sister, the eighteen ghosts will dare to kill the heavenly court, don't be impulsive." ”

"The Eighteen Ghosts of the Emperor Mad will be able to slaughter the Heavenly Court, yes, but he is only one person at this time! Just his disciple! I still have the second brother and the eldest brother!" The slender figure was trembling slightly, if it wasn't forcibly controlled, I am afraid that at this time, I am afraid that it would have broken through the air with a sword.

"That's right, hmph, what if the ghost eighteen are in the world!" The blood demon sneered and snorted coldly, took a step forward, waved the crystal spear by the way, and said: "A scumbag who is not in the climate, wait for the second brother to take his head to the ancestral grave to pay respects!"

"Dick!"

The Blood Fiend's form shot out in an instant, rolling with the snow.

The snow ghost shouted but told him not to return.

Heaven and earth whimpered.

The Blood Demon came with thousands of acres of snow and 10,000 spear qi bursting through the air.

The Void is distorted.

Gou San's eyes shrank slightly, and he heard the conversation of the three people before, Lao Jiu and the Snow Clan were either vendettas or rivals.

"In that case, how dare I, Gou, shame the seven-foot spear. ”

The arm holding the crimson spear shook suddenly, the snow poured and the wind twisted.

"How dare you shame my family's old Jiuquan!"

Gou San raised his head to the sky and roared, shattering the snow waterfall brought by the snow demon in the sky in an instant, and then he stretched out one hand to the void and grabbed it suddenly, and the falling snow instantly gathered into a snowball the size of a mountain.

Dao Grandmaster, the Tao moves with your heart.

According to Gou San's later return, he only showed all the strength of all his hole cards without reservation three times in his life.

This is the first time.

As the mountain snowball grabbed casually, when it was about to resist the figure, Gou Sanyi punched on the snowball, and in an instant, the whole snowball turned into a golden yellow ball, and the golden mangs that flashed outside were like tens of millions of swords, and in an instant, smashed into the snow devil who jumped into the air to kill.

At the same time, a red glow appeared, and a golden streamer followed the mountain-like snowball.

The void exploded, the snowball exploded, and the scorching waves of air swept in all directions, and the entire void showed colorful light in an instant.

The two streamers combined and smashed heavily into the top of the snow-capped mountain at the edge of the snowfield, and the moment they touched the streamer, the mountain range that stretched for thousands of miles gradually collapsed.

Avalanches and avalanches, the earth trembles.

In the very center of the streamer's fall, the entire mountain was razed to the ground, and even collapsed for dozens of feet.

"Second brother!" Xue whimpered suddenly, shouting heartbreakingly.

The snow ghost's face tightened, and he chased after him, and then he flicked his sleeve robe, and the snow flew upside down where it had collapsed.

Xue Yu came to the edge of the caving pit, or she ran out of energy, she was short of breath, her palms propped up on her knees, and her eyes stared at the snow that had flown upside down from the pit.

"A move?" The familiar aura came from the snow pit, but it was a little faint, and the snow ghost frowned and whispered softly, not daring to say anything to the snow.

Except for the whimper of the cold wind, there was no other sound in the entire snow field, that is, Yun Xiaotian, Pei Wuhammer, and the Snow Clan people stopped.

Countless young men in green shirts on the snowy mountain held their breath and looked at the upside-down snow curtain in a daze.

In front of countless young men in green shirts, the girl in a white shirt gently wiped the undried blood on the corners of her mouth, she didn't look at it or say anything, and the three-foot green light rolled in an instant.

Countless snow flew upside down, covering the whole sky as if it were night, and when the avalanche that covered the mountain was re-piled, the snow that flew upside down like the sky slowly fell again, and the cold wind was cold, as if it was falling again.

Standing on the high mountain, you can see through the heavy snow and the deep pit that has collapsed.

The young man in white shirt stood with his eyes closed, the white mink man knelt in front of him on both knees, his head was slightly lowered, and the blood flowed between his lips.

The white-shirted girl on the snowy mountain looked cold, there was no joy or sorrow, only a trace of fluctuation flashed in the swaying rippled pupils, she stopped walking, and stood quietly in place.

Yun Xiaotian looked up to the sky and smiled, and he couldn't bear to nail through more than a dozen Snow Clan people.

The same is true for Pei Wuhammer, although the corners of his mouth are stained with blood and the wounds on his clothes are seven or eight, he also picked up a hammer and shouted loudly for the third hammer.

Gou San, who was standing in the deep pit, opened his eyes, and he didn't dare to think about anything.

Afraid.

Because just now, he actually saw that bad old man, very bad bad old man.

He sat on the threshold and smiled at him.

Holding half a jar of apricot blossom wine in his hand.

"I didn't disappoint you this time, old thing. ”

Gou San grinned.

It's a little ugly.

"Why!"

At the edge of the pit, a young girl in a white mink fur asked a heart-rending question.

PS: It's too late to work overtime.,I didn't get home until half past ten.,This chapter is guaranteed to be five thousand according to the idea.,There's not enough time.,Tomorrow.。