Chapter 815: Battle Saint Lord! (a)
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Ma De, just got rid of Jiu Gege, and the Holy Lord of the Ghost Mansion ran out again, what a bad year!
But his own horses are inside, and even if the ground is full of mines, he has to wade into it.
Having made up my mind, I entered my sleeve and probed the world, counted the powerful talismans, and then changed into a handsome black trench coat.
I set up a collar, I have to say, the sleeve is hanging, no wonder people like to study this thing, not only a treasure bag, but also cool and handsome, change the clothes they want.
With a spear in hand, raise your feet and walk inside.
The inside of the cave is not large, only a hundred and ten square meters, and in the middle is a high platform with a vermilion coffin on it, on which a person sits cross-legged.
The three thousand green silks that are flowing elegantly, the delicate facial features, and the fair skin, who else can there be besides Han Xiaolin?
Under the high platform, there stood a man in a golden coat, poking there, exuding a momentum of looking at the world from the inside out.
That's right, it's the Holy Lord of the Ghost Mansion.
The corners of my mouth hooked, I didn't bring a little brother with this product, and I came alone, but I was really bold.
I stood around the corner, observed, and was about to enter, when I heard the Holy Lord laugh and said, "Han Xiaolin, there is a road in heaven that you don't take, then don't blame me for destroying flowers." ā
As he spoke, he climbed the steps leading to the high platform step by step, not in a hurry, and looked like he was sure of Han Xiaolin.
It should have been a critical moment, Han Xiaolin didn't move, her brows were furrowed, obviously she was also in a hurry.
However, when the Holy Lord stepped on the last step and wanted to take a step forward, something gratifying happened, and a burst of golden light suddenly burst out of the coffin, and the light overflowed, shining on the Holy Lord's body, and the extremely powerful Holy Lord involuntarily took a step back.
Don't look at it as one step, but it's shocking enough. After all, he is no one else, he is the boss of the Ghost Mansion, a person who can suppress the clear wind, and the existence of the pinnacle of China's spiritual circle.
Not only me, but the Holy Lord was also taken aback, his eyes widened like a brass bell, and his face was incredible.
He muttered: "The power of the drought is really extraordinary, even if it has fallen for so long, it should not be easily offended, no wonder all the zombies want to become a drought fish, tsk, if you succeed, I really can't survive today." It's a pity, it's just some of the remaining power of the drought, and it can't help me! ā
As he spoke, he took a sharp step forward, pushed forward with one hand, and shouted, "Open it for me!" ā
There was a light surging in the palm of his hand, the same golden light, but this light looked more solid, like a solid shield.
With a "pop", the air trembled violently, and the two rays of light collided together, and the light shot out of the coffin was suppressed by the light in the palm of the Holy Lord's palm, and he retreated a little bit, and when he was about to retreat into the coffin. An ancient chant slowly floated out of the coffin, and with this sound, a golden skull appeared.
This skull is very large, shrouded in the top of Han Xiaolin's head, so that from my direction, I can almost see Han Xiaolin's face clearly, the position of his right eye socket is pitch black, but the left eye socket is flashing with a smart golden light.
Obviously, the light in the coffin was shot from this eye socket, because with the appearance of the skull, the golden light in the coffin dimmed suddenly.
"Humble humans, look for death!" The teeth of the skull opened and closed, and a voice that had gone through countless years slowly floated out, the voice was low and hoarse, with an unquestionable domineering.
"Hmph, it's just a remnant soul, and you dare to be arrogant in front of me, see if I don't break you!" The Holy Lord snorted disdainfully, and pushed up with another hand, and an even more violent light swept out towards the skull.
In an instant, the air currents in the cave were affected, and a violent storm blew around the high platform, flying sand and rocks.
I was blown away by the storm and couldn't open my eyes, so I simply closed my eyes and gritted my teeth to open the third eye on my forehead.
Perhaps sensing the fluctuation of Dao power on my side, the Holy Lord tilted his head slightly, and caught a glimpse of me out of the corner of his eye.
That's what I want, distracting him at critical moments, and having an unexpected effect.
To make him even more nervous, I carried a red spear and strode towards the high platform against the strong wind.
"Eye of the Decepticon, open!" The Holy Lord finally couldn't hold his breath anymore, and a flash of light flashed from his forehead, shooting straight into the skull.
The skull did not show weakness, and the golden light in his left eye instantly magnified.
Seeing this, I knew that the two guys were going to make a big move, and the soles of their feet kicked on the ground and flew out upside down.
I'm not stupid, stepping into the center of the storm of the two powerhouses is tantamount to death. And I'm not worried about Han Xiaolin's comfort, it seems that the skull is the drought of the previous generation, if he can't even protect Han Xiaolin, how can he come out and fight against the Holy Lord?
"Boom!"
The earth shook and the mountains shook, and the Holy Lord flew upside down.
His figure was not embarrassed, he should have done it to relieve his strength.
"Alas......" accompanied by a heavy sigh, there was a "click" sound.
I looked closely, and the skull couldn't withstand the massive impact and was torn apart.
However, the golden light, along with the shattering of the skull, sank into the top of Han Xiaolin's head.
"Whoosh."
The Holy Lord flicked his sleeves to dispel the aftermath, and the soles of his feet were a little on the ground, and he flew towards Han Xiaolin. Looking at the posture, he actually wanted to slap Han Xiaolin to death with one palm.
I've been prepared for a long time, I can't beat him in terms of speed, but my crimson spear is transformed by the Demon Thirteen, and the body of the Demon Thirteen is a rainbow in the sky.
What is a rainbow, it is an optical phenomenon, so it has the qualities of light. Naturally, speed is no problem.
As soon as I slapped my body, Demon Thirteen communicated with me, and flew to Jiu Gege with me like lightning, I condensed the Dao power of my whole body to the tip of the gun, and whispered: "Demon Thirteen, if you help me kill the Holy Lord of the Ghost Mansion today, I will unlock your seal!" ā
As my words fell, the crimson spear shone brightly, merging with my Dao power, and swishing into a crimson dragon, engulfing the Holy Lord in one gulp.
Then the dragon writhed in the air, as if it were uncomfortable, its tail whipped into the cave, and the stone chips flew everywhere, and I knew that the Lord was tossing in the dragon's belly, and it was unknown how long the dragon would be able to trap the Holy Lord.
I hurriedly took out five demonic wrath charms, and once the Holy Lord escaped, I threw them out.
Sure enough, three minutes later, a golden light shot through the dragon's abdomen, and the dragon fell to the ground with a bang, and the Holy Lord came out of it in embarrassment.
With a flick of my palm, five Demon Fury Talismans flew out towards the Holy Lord's front door.