Now the Pixiu in his body has been cultivated to the realm of cultivating treasures, and has not yet reached the highest level - turning stones into gold, he began to think hard about how he should use these abilities, if this salamander is made of pure metal like the golden rhinoceros, he may be able to directly absorb the other party's wealth, and then turn it into powder, but the guy in front of him really doesn't know what kind of material it is made of, not only does he not have the slightest wealth, but even the iron chain in his hand is an ordinary iron chain, without any abnormality.

"He's nǎinǎi, this mucus is the same as a catfish...... Luo Ping thought of this, and became excited again, thinking of the skills of catching catfish when he was a child, and suddenly he was happy, and he finally found a way to deal with this salamander, that is, to use dust.

As soon as he thought of it, Luo Ping did not confront the salamander head-on, but used his flexible body to start wandering around among the various punishment tools, and everywhere he passed, he would absorb those wealthy objects and turn them into powder, quietly hiding.

Seeing Luo Ping in front of him as if he had lost his mind, the salamander looked a little bored, twisted his neck and gradually waved the chain in his hand, once he threw the chain up, it would be difficult to parry even the gods when he came, this was his famous stunt, and there were countless heroes who died on it.

Feeling the yīn wind blowing everywhere, Luo Ping couldn't help but shudder, and said that the yīn wind gusted, he really felt the hell yīn wind this time, the wind had not yet blown on his face, and the temperature around him was already close to freezing, and there was a sharp drop, if the body was not strong, I am afraid that before he could react, he would be invaded by the yīn wind into his body, and finally die.

Luo Ping forcibly ran out of the wealth qi in his body, and the temperature that had plummeted in an instant rose a little, and at the same time, the powder in his hand that was a little frozen began to become normal again.

Seeing that Luo Ping was able to avoid the powerful yīn wind he created, the salamander immediately shook his neck, and as a result, the sound of mucus dripping came, but it didn't disgust Wanniang and Luo Ping, especially Luo Ping, who was closest to each other, almost vomited.

"Sammy, be careful of his chain, this chain may seem ordinary, but legend has it that it is made of hanging wood, it is extremely heavy, and it has soul juice on it, and it can make people's souls fly away when it hits people, you have to be careful."

"Wood is more massive than chains?" Luo Ping exclaimed, but thinking back to the various perverted demons before, this kind of thing was normal, so he didn't stop, his feet didn't touch the ground, and he walked directly around the shelf and into the distance.

"Whoop, whoop......"

Seeing that Luo Ping wanted to escape, the salamander suddenly threw out the chain in his hand, and in an instant, the chain seemed to have wings, and with a whoosh, he chased after Luo Ping's buttocks.

"Nima, with an autopilot system?" Luo Ping scolded secretly, but then his eyes blinked, and he boldly killed the horse gun through the wall in front of him.

"Look at the move!"

Luo Ping, who turned back, shouted, and suddenly slammed his hands forward, and suddenly a large handful of powder pounced directly on the salamander, and the salamander had an extremely strong defensive ability, and there was no reaction at all, but after it was covered with dust, he understood what was going on, and hurriedly wanted to get rid of the powder, but unfortunately Luo Ping had already expected this, these powders contained wealth, and they were rigidly attached to their skin, but they couldn't catch it.

The salamander usually relies on this layer of mucus to breathe oxygen, and at this moment, all these metal powders thrown by Luo Ping are sticky, and soon a large part of the skin begins to wither, and at the same time, the iron chain in his hand is not in the tiger, and gradually the speed begins to slow down, until Zuihou falls to Luo Ping's feet.

"Kill him!"

At this time, the person who had been watching coldly from a distance finally spoke, it was obvious that the golden rhinoceros would die if it died, and if the salamander was dying, it would definitely make him lose his strength greatly, so he couldn't care so much for a while, and directly ordered his trump card to come out.

This so-called trump card is a tall man with the head of an eagle, with two wings behind his back, holding a metal spear glowing red in his hand, and when he is straight and straight there, he really has a bit of the taste of the god of war, especially the eagle eye, which is particularly sharp, just one glance, it can make many prisoners scatter their souls immediately.

"Ah, this demon is actually Ying, it is rumored that when the Buddha crossed the Ganges River, he suddenly encountered a rare flood, all the four fields were flooded, and the boat that the Buddha was riding was about to sink to the bottom of the river. Later, the Buddha remembered his kindness and taught him all the jīng hua he had learned all his life, but later he went mad and almost ate the Buddha, and the Zuihou Buddha had to imprison him in the abyss of hell, but he didn't expect it to be here. When Wan Niang said this, she felt that her limbs were cold, such a powerful beast, Luo Ping's consequences can be imagined.

"I'm not afraid of the Buddha, let alone that guy's apprentice!" Luo Ping roared, giving himself courage, and at the same time reassuring the late mother.

Ying didn't seem to hear Luo Ping's words, his wrist flicked, and the spear in his hand suddenly made a buzzing sound, rumored to be a famous * weapon has a spirit xìng, once he wants to start a war, he can't help but make a sound, it is obvious that the spear in Ying's hand is already impatient.

Obviously, the Yue Wang Goujian Sword in Luo Ping's hand was not a vegetarian, and after the spear buzzed, there was also a light snort.

One is the spear known as the king of weapons, and the other is the sword of King Goujian, who is known as the king of weapons.

"Kill!" Luo Ping knew that he didn't have time to delay, he didn't know anything about the situation above, and there seemed to be a behind-the-scenes promoter in the dark place opposite, so after shouting, he pulled out the sword of King Goujian, who had been waiting for a long time, and killed him directly.

After seeing the shining sword body of King Yue Goujian's sword, his eyes finally fluctuated a little, kicked the lower end of the spear, and then sent it directly to the front with one arm, the whole process was easy and smooth, but Luo Ping was shocked, seeing the steady spear head, his heart was horizontal, and he stabbed the sword over, and suddenly made a piercing friction sound.

"Humph!"

Ying felt the fierce murderous aura on the sword of King Goujian of Yue, snorted coldly, flicked his wrist and made a move to retreat, it seemed that he was going to withdraw the spear, but in fact, he used his strength and quickly hit back, just stabbed on the sword of King Goujian, Luo Ping didn't have time to make adjustments, he felt a monstrous force hit his chest, and then he was shocked and flew out of more than a dozen places.

"Liliang, who is so strong, what did you eat to grow up? Sure enough, it's Nima! Covering his chest, Luo Ping used his wealth to quickly repair the injured internal organs, and looked at the motionless Ying again.

"Humph!"

Seeing that Luo Ping stood up intact, he snorted coldly, but compared to the disdainful look before, this time the cold snort was obviously with a hint of suffocation, what kind of character is it, the kid on the other side actually took a slap and was like no one, how can he mix it up after saying this?

Luo Ping didn't have so much heart to guess the beast's thoughts, but gathered all his strength to start dealing with the sharp spear.

There are countless people, beasts, ghosts, and gods who have died on the head of this spear. Ying believed that with seven or eight points of strength this time, he would definitely be able to kill Luo Ping with one blow.

Just when Luo Ping's Yue Wang Goujian sword was about to collide head-on with the spear, Luo Ping let out a startled sigh, slid over the spear dangerously, and then stabbed at Ying's neck with a loud sword.

Originally, Luo Ping wanted to be tough, but then he thought of this guy's strange power, so he temporarily rebelled to make a sword move, which can be described as dangerous and dangerous, but as the so-called artist is bold and huge, Luo Ping believes that he will be killed in minutes outside, but here, his body takes a big advantage, so he will successfully dodge that blow.

"Shield!"

Just when Luo Ping thought he could succeed, he shouted loudly, and a lot of metal scales immediately appeared on the originally blurred neck, but the sword of King Goujian of Yue was filled with wealth, even if the other party had this kind of thing to protect himself, but after the two touched, he still cut off three small pieces, and he was extremely strong.

"Look for death!"

Ying, who had been fighting with one hand, was really annoyed by this blow, and with a loud shout, he suddenly spread four teams of wings behind his back, each pair was two or three meters long, and after unfolding, it was like a fallen angel in Western mythology, covering the sky.

"Made, don't think that you have changed, Lao Tzu is afraid of you. I'll fly you like a kite later! Luo Ping swallowed his saliva, looking at such a monster, it was a headache, once this guy's wings were flapped, it was equivalent to a typhoon, not to mention attacking, it was difficult to even get close.

Ying was not so good at talking, he was startled, and began to flap his wings, and suddenly the entire eighteenth layer of hell began to shake the mountain, especially Luo Ping, who was directly opposite, if he hadn't grabbed a pillar of execution, he would have been blown away directly.

And the late lady who was hiding behind was not affected too much, but seeing Luo Ping swaying in the wind, a heart also mentioned the throat, only hated that he couldn't help anything, thinking about it, Zuihou saw a hook soul iron hook scattered on the ground, and hurriedly grabbed it in his hand.

"How is this Nima fighting?" Luo Ping, who just said that he wanted to fly someone else's kite, was being blown by the strong wind, and his whole body was constantly swinging.

Just when Luo Ping's ten fingers were detaching from the stone pillar one by one, suddenly the Pixiu deity, which had been silent, began to turn, and Zuihou became faster and faster, until all of them appeared on his chest.

Since it appeared once in the Warring States Ancient Tomb in Qiancheng, Pixiu has never appeared again, and even rarely reacted, this time it was time for a moment, Pixiu did not disappoint Luo Ping, and finally rose up again. (Now return to normal updates, if there are special circumstances, we will inform in advance, the plot will be transferred to China soon, and all kinds of unexpected yīn plots will be launched.) ）