Chapter 42: Cousin!

A faint gray mist filled the Beibi Mountain, which seemed to emanate from the center of the mountain range, flowing slowly all the time, like a desolate beast that had been lurking for thousands of years and was panting heavily. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Wang Anyuan galloped against the ground, and the gray mist broke through from the middle to both sides, surging like waves. Zhang Hua and Tang Liqiang were desperately chasing after him.

It had been about ten minutes, almost a dozen miles, and the roar and roar of monsters were faintly heard in the fog ahead.

Looks like it's here.

Wang Anyuan's eyes flashed, and he coldly threw down a sentence: "You can't help, wait here." ”

Zhang Hua and the others hurriedly stopped, glanced at each other with some embarrassment, and looked at each other.

A little further ahead, Wang Anyuan could already see red and blue lights flashing from time to time, accompanied by the sound of lightning explosions.

"Why are you so hard, ugly... Wow wow, I almost got hit.."

A loud and screaming voice came into Wang Anyuan's ears, familiar and slightly unfamiliar.

At this time, two figures, one large and one small, imprinted into Wang Anyuan's eyes, and the older one was covered with scarlet long hair, as if he was wearing a big red fur.

The little one was wearing a lavender gorgeous robe, his body flashed quickly to dodge the red stiff attack, and from time to time he threw out a few pale yellow talismans in his hand. The talisman turned into a thunderbolt red light in mid-air, and when it hit the red zombie, it could only leave a scorched black mark.

It was Zhang Yan, who was struggling to support under the hands of Hongzhuang, and Wang Anyuan had not seen him for a long time.

Red Stiff seemed to be a little irritable by Zhang Yan's constant harassment, and with a roar, his originally clumsy figure suddenly increased in speed, Zhang Yan was caught off guard, and he didn't have time to dodge for a while, and he was about to be injured by Red Stiff's black and sharp nails.

At this moment, a dazzling pale golden sword light was inserted obliquely from the side, and it slashed at Hong Zombie's hand with a "sonorous sound", and Hong Zombie was in pain, screaming and retracting his claws.

Zhang Yan escaped, breathed a long sigh of relief, turned around and wanted to thank this righteous passer-by, but when he saw the person clearly, he was stunned for a moment and then showed a huge surprise on his face.

"Cousin!"

"Don't be stupid when you fight!"

Wang Anyuan flew over and grabbed Zhang Yan's collar to save him from the red stiff hateful counterattack.

The two of them landed, avoiding the red stiffness far away, and Wang Anyuan glared at Zhang Yan at this time: "Don't have long eyes, that guy's claws are about to touch your ass." ”

Zhang Yan smiled embarrassedly, and opened his mouth a little innocently: "Cousin, why are you here?"

Hearing this "cousin" who had not heard it for a long time, Wang Anyuan's heart was also warm, this was still casually nonsense when he was trying to hide Zhang Yan's identity, but this stupid boy kept shouting.

"We'll talk later, let's get rid of this guy first. Wang Anyuan didn't have an interface, but turned his head to look at the approaching red stiff, and his eyes were solemn.

The red stiffness comparable to Jin Dan is not so easy to deal with.

Zhang Yan glanced at the red stiffness, but there was no nervousness on his face, and his eyes showed great confidence: "Since you are here, cousin, do we still need to be afraid of him?..

"You don't have to run, just knock him over. ”

Wang Anyuan glanced at Zhang Yan in surprise, they had also faced a three-eyed blue toad of the Great Demon of the Jindan Realm before, but they were beaten like a water dog. Although Wang Anyuan is confident that he is not at the same level as himself at the beginning, he is not sure about facing Jin Dan.

Zhang Yan dares to say this, isn't it.. Advanced?

Zhang Yan saw Wang Anyuan looking at him, smiled a little shyly, and said: "Cousin, I haven't been idle since I went back to the mountain last time, although I am still one step away from Jindan, but I still learned a lot of Heavenly Master Dao's housekeeping skills. ”

“.. You help me pestering this ugly thing for a while, and I'll do some preparations. ”

Wang Anyuan knew Zhang Yan's character and knew that he was not the kind of person who spoke in vain, so he immediately chose to believe it, so he nodded slightly and said, "Okay, then you hurry up." ”

Zhang Yan made an "ok" gesture to Wang Anyuan, then took out an old purple talisman from his bosom and began to chant some strange spells intently.

At this time, the red zombie who had suffered a loss had already killed it violently.

Of course, Wang Anyuan couldn't let it disturb Zhang Yan's spell, and with a turn of sword light, he flexibly avoided Hong Zhuang's clumsy figure, slashed at the back of Hong Zhuang's head, broke a shallow small opening, and at the same time ran to the side quickly.

"Ugly bastard, come and see this way. ”

Although the red zombie is different from the low-level zombies, it has produced a little intelligence, but it is only equivalent to an eight or nine-year-old child, and whoever beats it will naturally hate someone. Wang Anyuan beat it several times, and the hatred value in its heart had already far exceeded that of Zhang Yan, and now Wang Anyuan said hello, and it immediately chased after it.

The red stiff body healed King Kong, invulnerable, and even the sharpness of the Qingping Sword could only leave a few cuts on it, and Zhang Yan's spell could not break its skin. But after all, it has a weakness, that is, the speed is not as fast as the monk's flying sword, and Wang Anyuan was able to hang it to "fly a kite".

The sword light of the Qingping sword is agile and slippery, and the red zombie has a huge force but has nowhere to show it, so it can only be played by Wang Anyuan.

The sword light continued to leave small wounds on the red stiffness, and although it was not a big problem, it made it extremely annoyed.

Finally, the anger value in Hong Zhuang's heart accumulated to a peak, and it suddenly stopped, raised its head and roared at Wang Anyuan in mid-air.

With the roar of Red Zombie's anger, a thick black smoke erupted from its mouth, and the black smoke shot out like a sharp arrow, instantly hitting the hovering Qingping Sword. Wang Anyuan only felt a sudden dullness flash in his heart, as if a big stone suddenly pressed on his chest, and the sword light on the Qingping Sword also dimmed suddenly, and the sword body began to become swaying and unstable on its feet.

Oh no, this black smoke is weird.

Wang Anyuan was shocked, and before he could react, his stiff and bloody eyes suddenly burst red, his mouth opened wide to reveal his black and sharp fangs, and at the same time, he flew up and rushed straight towards Wang Anyuan.

At this moment, Zhang Yan's deep voice suddenly became clear and loud: "... Taking advantage of the void and hiding far away, Zhang Yan, the last disciple of the Heavenly Master's Dao, is now to the Taishang Moral True Monarch, borrowing the power of Huanghuang Tianwei to lead him to destroy this demon. ”

Zhang Yan's voice rose again, but this time he didn't chant a mantra, but said to Wang Anyuan: "Cousin, borrow your thunder method for use." ”

Wang Anyuan didn't think about it, the thunder light in his hand suddenly appeared, and a thunderbolt in his palm slashed straight at the red stiff head.

The next moment, a muffled thunder sound rolled through the sky, and the light purple talisman that had been hovering in front of Zhang Yan was magnificent.