Chapter 385, there will be no more Xiao in the mountains (1).

The Rakshasa only felt as if she had been suspended, but there seemed to be a powerful coercive seal above her head that covered herself, and she wanted to use the super soul weapon, but she felt that her heart was empty, and she had nowhere to start.

"I'm going, it's not like I'm suddenly trying to catch a cold at this stall, is it?" The Rakshasa asked herself helplessly.

She was so weak that she almost fell to the ground.

"Sample! I always have to kick my legs before I die, this is a return to the light, right? Wutian laughed and said coldly.

"Rakshasa Girl, come back quickly! This guy knows that he will definitely die, and he is still unwilling to kill our Muduo Demon Spirit, and he wants to find another person to back him! Bo Xun floated in the air and shouted helplessly, saying.

However, it was useless for him to scream through his throat.

At this moment, the Rakshasa Woman, in addition to her divine consciousness and a little power, her body has long been out of the control of the big and small brains!

"Brother Bo Xun, what are you afraid of? Mandrill boy, Lao Tzu is not dead yet! …… Hahahaha, all demons return to one, the heavenless return, the card is stuck, boom!. Wutian put his hands to the sky, and said with words in his mouth.

After the thoughtless was finished, streams of black, yellow, and gray air currents suddenly fell from the sky, and all of them entered the heavenless spiritual platform.

When I looked at Wutian again, it was as if an active volcano was about to erupt, and my skin was black and red, and smoke began to rise.

"Hahahaha! Mandrill boy, what kind of stone are you? What steel? What copper? I'm going to refine you, boy. Wutian shouted, and the cracked body of the earth's crust suddenly skyrocketed by hundreds of battles, and the dense cracks instantly became much wider, each crack was as wide as the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, enough to accommodate three or five large trucks side by side at the same time.

"Wutian, Wutian, as the name suggests, I'm a godless god!" Wutian struggled to beat the chest of the two hills that were about to breathe fire, jumped up, and shouted, saying.

As he jumped, a twelve-level typhoon rose on the ground, which had already swept the Rakshasa and Bo Shun into the wind, and I don't know where it blew!

The mandrill was blown by this whirlwind, but Dao did not move at all, still holding the pot cover mountain in his right hand and a small mountain bag dozens of kilometers square in his left hand, standing steadily on the opposite side of the lawless.

He laughed as if he was playing a game with Wutian.

"Yo he! Little mandrill, yes! It's as stable as Mount Tai! Next, you can still carry this pot to cover the mountain, and I will serve you! Hahahaha. ”

Wutian laughed, made a thousand catties of pendant, slammed, and stomped on the red sand flat ground at the foot of the foot of the pot lid in the hand of the mandrill.

There was a clattering sound of bones breaking, followed by a loud rumbling sound that resounded through the sky, constantly resounding in the foothills of the pot lid.

One of the mandrill's right hands holding the lid of the pot at the foot of the mountain suddenly drooped down, like a dead snake that had lost its soul, as if it had been fractured, and there was nothing to do about it!

With a strong wave of his left arm, the small mountain bag he was holding suddenly smashed down on the top of Wutian's head that had just landed, with bursts of wind, thunder and lightning ......!

Long before the Seven Bodies of Heaven Seeking Heaven were powerful, they had already withdrawn from the entire foothills of the Oolong Mountain with all the demon spirits, and avoided to the shore of the Red Sea!

Bo Xun desperately used a jack pendant in the tornado, saw the position of the Rakshasa Woman, threw away the heavenly silk with the change of magic thoughts, tied the Rakshasa Girl, and flew out of the foot of the Oolong Mountain with the wind, and landed steadily on the shore of the Red Sea.

Bo Xun put away his Heavenly Silk Demon Soul Power and gently put the Rakshasa Girl on the ground, never touching a single hair ...... the Rakshasa Girl!

When Xuntian and the Seven Bodies saw it, they immediately ran up, surrounded the Rakshasa Woman, and asked the East and West warmly.

"Quack! Mom is fine. Don't be careful. The Rakshasa stood opposite Xuntian and the Seven-Body Child, and said to them with a smile.

The four ghostly sisters and the blood soul bloodthirsty, as well as the little apprentices of the Rakshasa girl such as the long-sleeved ghost and the girl in the purple skirt, also surrounded the Rakshasa girl in the heart, beating their backs and pinching their waists one by one, so it was lively.

Xuntian and the Seven Bodies and other Demon Sect men saw that the female sect leader was surrounded by a group of girls, so they approached Bo Xun very interestingly.

Men, especially those with a bit of ability, generally don't talk much.

Bo Xun nodded with them, signaling that everyone should not be polite, and then he concentrated on watching the fighting methods of Wutian and Shanman.

Xuntian and Qiti and other juniors, all of them took Wutian as a model, and saw that Bo Xun's eyes did not blink, staring at Wutian and Shanxiao, so they all followed behind Bo Xun in a row, and continued to watch Wutian and Shanxiao fight.

"Master! Can the sect leader beat the mandrill old man? The Seven Body asked with some concern.

"! How big is a mandrill? You just call him an old man? He will not be an opponent of the Heavenless Sect Master if he lives for another 5,000 years! It's just that the Heavenless Sect Master wants to get the Shenmao Immortal House back from him! Otherwise, by the time he wounded your Rakshasa mother, he would have been dead. Bo Xun didn't look back, and said to the seven-body them very casually.

"I believe it! If my mother hadn't been careless, she wouldn't have fallen for his tricks! Xuntian said very confidently.

"Yes! Xuntian is right. The Rakshasa Sect Master was accidentally corroded by a poisonous gas he brought back from the sky, so his Divine Consciousness and Demon Thoughts were sealed by him for a while. If the Rakshasa Sect Master hadn't been secretly drugged by him, I guess he would have competed with him in magic, and it wouldn't be our Great Sect Master! Hahahaha. Bo Xun laughed heartily and said.

"Huh! Senior brother, do you know that he is poisonous? Can you tell me? I'm wondering, just when I wanted to increase my soul power, I suddenly lost my strength. At that time, I thought I was sick! This mandrill boy who has suffered a thousand cuts, next time, I will definitely kill him with the first move, and I will definitely not be soft! After listening to Bo Xun's words, the Rakshasa seemed to have noticed something abnormal, so she left a group of female disciples, came over, and asked.

Bo Xun glanced back at the female disciples of the Demon Realm who had surrounded him with the Rakshasa Woman, grinned, and said, "What is this? Shanxiao went to the five heavens of the cold autumn moon, but failed to meet the cold autumn moon, so he went to the eight heavens of the old man, and failed to meet the old man. Hahahaha, the two children of poetry and painting who fought with us in Jiezu Town, taught him Lao Ling's super murderous soul snatcher needle, and because he was not very energetic when he first learned to fight, he also gave him a kind of extraterrestrial soul incense, so you will be recruited! Hahahaha, don't be careful, that kind of poison will disperse when it sees the wind, and it will be solved when it encounters water. Bo Xun said with a smile.

"I see! I said, "How can I recover my vitality now?" Rakshasa laughed awkwardly and said.

"Look! The Sect Master and the giant fought in the sky, and many broken walls and ruins have been following them all the way! Hahahaha, now the sect leader has found an opponent! Seven bodies looked at the two major gathering and fighting methods in mid-air, one breathing fire and one spitting water, and couldn't help but exclaim, and said.

At this moment, Wutian and Shanxiao, each with their own skills, have used all their solutions, and they have already fought inseparably.

Two dark clouds intertwined in the air, fighting, and it was no longer possible to tell who was who.

In every dark cloud, there seemed to be thousands of troops attacking each other, shouting and screaming to kill each other, and only killing a gloomy cloud and ...... in a miasma.

"I'll go! The sect leader alone is a thousand troops, so why do you want us to charge into battle? If I knew it earlier, let the sect leader let out a wave of demonic thoughts, what kind of bullshit thirty-six holes and seventy-two mandrills, and if you keep it, they will all die. Ay......! Xuntian looked at the neighing battle of the war horses in the air, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and said.

"Do you think it's so fun to have all the demons come together? Sect Master: This is not a last resort, and it will not be used lightly! You don't know that the sect leader has not been learning for a long time! Besides, the demonic idea of returning to the Yuan of the mandrill boy is from Lao Wu's true inheritance, and he has been practicing this method for more than 3,700 years. Don't even talk, just watch. Rakshasa whispered to them.

"Rakshasa girl, the sect leader is because he has been fighting with Lao Wu and Lao Ling's two bowls at eight o'clock for many years, so the soul power and demon thoughts are scattered, and now there are still many ghosts who have not come, otherwise...... Ten mandrill boys are not enough for the sect leader to abuse!

Hahahaha, but this kid can have this ability, and he doesn't cover it! It's just a pity that this is the last battle of his Lingyu body.

I hope that our Sect Master can take his soul and bless the Sect Master's own soul power and demonic thoughts, because we still have a lot of big battles to fight in the future!

If nothing else, let's take our seven-dimensional space station as an example! Ahem! …… Not only is Lao Wu sitting there, but there are also Shimo Mountain and several god-level figures who are still there!

…… Ay! I thought about it carefully, and I secretly pinched a cold sweat for our Great Sect Master.

I don't know what kind of virtue he can have? was able to invite so many god-level figures from ancient times, ahem! Come...... Let's guard the seven-dimensional space station for him! Bo Xun sighed and grumbled, and said to Xuntian and the Seven Bodies, and said.

Between the skyless and the mandrill that returns to the light, only the heaven and the earth are killed, there is no immortal to stop, and no demon dares to persuade ......!

The two giants in the air each made their own moves, thousands of insects, thousands of souls, thousands of thoughts, heaven and earth demons together, you come and go, it's not lively.

Laymen look at the excitement, insiders look at the doorway, this battle between life and death, it is really lawless and selfless!

Wutian is stationed in the west, and the mandrills are struggling to support in the east, and the two keep waving big sleeves and dark clouds, and each time they will be wrapped in thunderstorms and torrential .......

Thunder and lightning constantly crossed the sky at the foot of the pot cover mountain, and from time to time one or two shots fell on the Red Coast, sweeping out the bottomless craters one after another on ......the Red Coast!

When Bo Xun and the Rakshasa saw this, they were very frightened, and the demon spirits with slightly higher soul power kept flashing and moving to avoid the lightning afterglow of Wutian and Mandrill falling from the sky, while concentrating their super soul power magic thoughts, and constantly helping to fill these deep pits.

"I'll go! I really didn't expect this little mandrill to be so bullish when it returned to the light! Careless, careless. Bo Xun was secretly glad that the person on the other side of the mandrill was not himself at the moment, and silently muttered to himself, saying.

At this moment, Wutian and Shanman's Thousands of Souls and Demons had almost exhausted their soul-summoning spirits, and they each jumped down from the two dark clouds under each other's feet, ripped off their coats, went into battle shirtless, and began a battle of brute force with each other in the most primitive duel method.

The last wave of two demonic qi, lightning and thunder above their heads, collapsed with a touch of each other, as if they were doing a final fight, the vacuum in the air that was originally occupied by thousands of demons suddenly poured into a new air, the smell was mixed and the form of the wind was messy.

It seems that they are also a little nervous, and the wind tips shrink their heads and stop and go, and they don't dare to take a big step at all!

The two last Heavenly Demon Thoughts and Mandrill Soul Powers, the moment they suddenly encountered the limelight, they immediately collapsed, and finally dissipated into the natural wind that suddenly broke into the air due to the sudden hollowness of the ground, and the air returned to calm after a while.

"Uh-huh! It's over. Xuntian shouted happily.

"Hahahaha, you're thinking too much. This is the real beginning of the Great God Duel! Bo Xun laughed and said.

"Let's all go back to the sea, don't stand here! It's not safe here. The Rakshasa laughed and laughed loudly, and loudly ordered the heavens to come, and said.

The demons retreated into the depths of the Red Sea, and the dense dark clouds rolled across the border between sea and sky, and a scream came from the dark clouds.

"Stop! Stop, stop, stop! There's laser scanning ahead, so that's the only way to go! Don't go any further, everyone. The demon spirit that was walking in the front fell down one by one, and kept retreating, and someone shouted loudly.

"Here it is! If you go further, it's time to touch the bottom line of the gods of war in the sea and sky. Let's attack the sky, the first thing we can't provoke is these sea gods! Stop! You don't have to go any further. Bo Xun still remembered how terrifying the storm of the Haitian Old Ancestor was, and he also shouted loudly.