Chapter Eighty-Four: Sneak Attack

For the power of that bell, Shifang still has lingering palpitations, if he were to change to himself, I'm afraid that like that ghost king, it will be difficult to escape the fate of being in a different place. In the aftertaste, Shu Yan's speed of ejaculation did not decrease at all, and an inaudible voice floated in: "Help me." ”

Shi Fang was stunned for a moment, and instantly understood Shu Yan's state at this time, he used enough spiritual power to spread a shallow aura in front of him, which invisibly dissolved Shu Yan's impulse, Shu Yan threw a grateful glance, and said intermittently: "Quick, take advantage of now, go quickly, ......" After speaking, his eyes rolled and he fainted.

Shi Fang took a step forward and hurriedly helped her up, the current situation is indeed not good, he and Shu Yan are very clear, although the ghost king has a different head, but fundamentally speaking, the damage is not big, as long as he is given some time, he will recover soon.

The decision was made almost instantly, Shifang hugged Shu Yan with one hand, and made a void move with the other, retracting the 10,000-year-old peach wood in the array, and then looked at the ginseng spirit covered with bright white branches, regardless of whether it understood it or not, and hurriedly asked, "Let's go together?" ”

"Babbling......" Sam Ling jumped a few times in a row, but he actually understood the meaning of the ten directions.

"But I can't hold you two." As soon as the words fell, the ginseng spirit took the initiative to jump to Shifang's side, jumped lightly, and stopped at Shifang's chest, and then the white branches around the body suddenly began to grow and spread wildly, firmly binding Shifang's body, and this ginseng spirit was sensible and tight, and Shu Yan was also tightly tied together.

Shifang was overjoyed, and after some communication, he asked Shenling to tie Shu Yan to his back and shook it from side to side, well, this branch is still quite strong, looking at the ghosts around him who have not paid attention to his body for the time being, Shifang lowered his voice, and with a slight vertical, he clasped his hands on the rock wall.

The twenty-seven figures of the Bodhi golden body, the true blood of the unicorn, the refining monsters that he was forced to take in a year, and the "Dharani Sutra" that he has practiced for several months, Shifang himself does not know how strong his physical * body is, but he is bent on escaping, even if he does not use spiritual power, his five fingers can be easily inserted into the rock wall, and then use this as the focus point, with a little force, he can lift more than a few zhang longitudinally, and in this way, Shifang's body shape instantly raised the distance of dozens of zhang. Great, if we continue like this, we will be able to get out of the dark abyss in less than half an hour, and then we will be almost safe.

Temporarily escaping from the sight of the ghost, Shifang's heart was slightly relieved, and another feeling gradually became clear after the tension subsided, and the soft body on his body, especially the two strange softness, seemed to be tightly pressed against the tip of his heart, so that he had an indescribable strange feeling, one hand clasped the cliff, and the other hand subconsciously helped the thing on his back, but it happened to be on Shu Yan's buttocks, and the amazing elasticity that came from that moment made Shifang's heart confused, a little panicked.

"Amitabha, sins and sins." Shifang said a Buddha name, and hurriedly meditated on "Visualization of Rulai", and then gradually suppressed the feeling that he was not familiar with, is this what Dong Hai said about the feeling of men for women, so strange, he can hardly control the generation of this feeling, but there is nothing except panic and some wonderfulness in his heart. Forget it, let's get out of this hellish place quickly, I don't have time to think about it so much yet.

subconsciously helped Shu Yan's figure again, Shifang's face turned red again, but then he adjusted it, ran through his arms, and then jumped up again......

They are still jumping in the dark, the white branches of the spirit also converge the light, hidden in the darkness, the ten directions because of the eyesight, each time can only jump a few feet, this time when it is in the air, the spirit behind the spirit suddenly babbling in a low voice, the ten sides have no time to react, still jumped upward, but only half a minute into the air was dragged down, the heart tightened, but found that the figure did not fall, but the branches of the spirit, no, since it is the spirit, then these white distinctions are the roots, At this time, they had already inserted themselves into the rock wall in front of them, like a cage, binding themselves and Shu Yan in the air.

"What's going on?" Shifang was puzzled with a hint of annoyance.

"Babbling...... a shimmer of light reappeared, and then pointed towards them repeatedly.

"There's an ambush up there?" Shifang guessed, after all, ghosts are ethereal spirits, and they can naturally shuttle at will here without hindrance, and they don't know how many times faster than their own climbing.

"Babble......" the whisker nodded.

Damn, it seems that there is only one way around, although the hope of not being found is relatively small, but if it is discovered one minute later, the witch on her back will have more time to recover, as long as she is sober, with her rich means and the cultivation of the later stage of the magic pill, the chance of escaping the ghost abyss will be greatly increased, after all, she can fly, it is better than climbing step by step.

Inserting his arm into the mountain rock again, the ginseng spirit consciously withdrew its roots, tightly tied to Shifang's body, Shifang adjusted his breathing, and then jumped to the left front, and began to move sideways greatly between the mountain walls, and continued to climb upwards after about the work of Mo Cha.

Shifang's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, and he was alone, without a moment's pause, even if his body was extremely strong, he was starting to get a little tired at this time, of course, the main reason is that he hasn't eaten enough yet, it would be good if there was something to eat, I really miss those scenes of eating with Danqing Dansheng and them, as well as those spiritual things on Zhongcun Mountain.

wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, identified a place to settle on the top of his head, and jumped up again, he couldn't stop, otherwise he would be entangled by ghosts, and he would probably stay in this darkness forever.

The momentum of the upward leap was rapid at the beginning, and Shifang looked at the place where he landed getting closer and closer, but his face suddenly changed, not good, there was clearly a cloud of yin qi in front of him, and sure enough, a cloud of gas appeared out of thin air in the place where he fell, and a face was formed instantly, and then a white bone stick suddenly appeared, swinging towards him. Shifang recognized the ghost thing, it was a ghost general under the previous ghost king, no wonder Sam Ling didn't feel it, and it wasn't until he got close that he realized it, oops!

At this time, he was in the air, and he was about to hit his head against the white bone stick that was swinging, and Shifang didn't think that his head could be hard enough to beat the big stick that emitted a miserable white bone light.

Said that it was too late, then fast, a fierce spirit in ten directions, the peach wood sword instantly appeared in his right hand, he first inserted a sword into the rock wall, not only did not reduce the castration, but the sword exerted force, and the upward speed was a few points faster, and he was about to crash into the white bone stick.

The ghost burial was a little stunned for a while, but the shiny bald head that was close to it could not be a trace of falsehood, and a burst of shame suddenly appeared, this little monk deceived people too much, and even did not put the general in his heart at all, when the white bone stick of the general was pinched in mud, "Wow, ah", the ghost screamed a few times, and the spiritual power was completely poured into the white bone stick, and the miserable white bone light was immediately brighter several times, and the eyes of the ghost burial flashed bloodthirsty red light, as if after a moment, the bald head in front of him would fly red and white, yes, just a moment.

At the moment when the two were in close contact, the ghost burial suddenly found that the shiny bald head disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a strange "hat", what happened?

It turned out that between the lightning and flint, the ten parties had made up their minds to give this ghost a heavy blow, otherwise the time (full of darkness), the location (on the cliff), and the people (one of them was unconscious, and the enemy had a large number of ghosts) were all gone, and there was no way to fight at all, and the only way was to drag, until the witch woke up, and dragged to the limit that he could drag, then the ghost in front of him would have to hit it hard, otherwise he would not be able to get rid of its entanglement.

At the moment when the white bone rod ushered in, the blue bowl appeared in the sky and covered the top of his head, at that time, he fought with spiritual power, and then used the peachwood sword, he would definitely be able to hit the ghost burial hard, and even have the possibility of killing, this is the decision made by Shifang.

Jialan bowl in his head and the white bone stick is about to be intimate contact, covered on his bald head, "clang" a loud noise, Shifang's eardrum for a while, although the head of the Jialan bowl, but by the white bone stick wheel, still was shaken, the rising trend abruptly stopped, the loud noise will be the eardrum and the head are all painful, but there is no idea of shaking away the ten directions.

The peachwood sword inadvertently poked out, leaning against the rock wall and slashing towards the ghost burial that exposed half of his body, but Shifang couldn't use any spiritual power, just a latent thought supported him to make this attack.

Sure enough, the plan couldn't catch up with the changes, Shifang sighed in his heart, full of regret: he overestimated the endurance of his head and underestimated the acceleration After accelerating, although the white bone stick could not be rounded, the ghost general was annoyed and angry, and almost added most of his spiritual power in a hurry.

And the consequence of the miscalculation is that the mind is blank at this time, and then the distracting thoughts are separated, but the spiritual power cannot be gathered. And then it will fall, and it will fall again, in this darkness that has no end......

In the middle of a thousand thoughts, he was shocked by the loud noise between the blue bowl and the white bone stick, and he couldn't hear the strange sound of "stinging, stinging, stinging", and the heartfelt painful howl of the ghost burial. Of course, he didn't notice that he didn't rise or fall at this time, but still hung in the present.

For ghosts, the peachwood sword is born with the purpose of driving away evil spirits, the Jialan bowl was struck by the white bone stick, and the sound waves emitted by the Jialan bowl, which is the top magic weapon of the Bodhi golden body, is not what a ghost thing in the early stage of the ghost pill can bear, the ten directions were shocked to the head hurt, but the ghost burial was shocked so that the spirit body almost collapsed, and the peachwood sword cut at this time, even if it did not have the slightest spiritual power attached, but once it came into contact with the ghost, the thousands of years of aura stored in it were automatically stimulated, with a trace of Qinglian Buddha Yan, it wanted to cleanse all the yin and evil at this time.

Qinglian Buddha Yan is the mildest flame, but it is the most fierce flame for ghosts, and in just a moment, it was burned out, leaving a white bone stick hanging down, oh, and a pitch-black bead, all of which were caught by the root of the ginseng spirit.

And Shifang, it is precisely because of the spirit that they are floating between the cliffs again, and it can be said that this calculation has not completely failed.