Li Ang combined him with Chai Cuiqiao's eight-armed form, which was very suitable for clearing the field, and as soon as the cat's eye illusion was released, the powerful ghost arm poked, and the unlucky ghost who had not been able to repair was poked into a fried skewer in minutes.

The courtyard of the temple was empty, and Li Ang, who had freed his hands, looked back and found that the situation on the battlefield was quite unoptimistic.

The strength of the mandrill body is comparable to that of the Dutch Woltman PDS 3000 super heavy pile driver, the body is huge and seems to be bulky, but the body movements are extremely agile and fast.

In addition, holding the indestructible Vajra Demon Pestle in his hand, which is comparable to the pillars of the temple, every time he smashes down, he can exert the effect of mountain blasting.

Xing Hechou and Hui Yu, who attacked vigorously with their fists and feet, could only flee in panic, and it was difficult to find a chance to make a move.

To make matters worse, the mandrill also had an invulnerable purple gold robe, which greatly weakened long-range attacks - since the demon found out that Liu Wuxi's bow and arrow were quite deadly, the demon had taken off the robe from his body very ungracefully, and wrapped his head and left chest in a mess, leaving only the relatively rough and thick limbs exposed.

In terms of the degree of shamelessness and life-sparing, the crown of the demons in the mountains recognizes the second, and no demon dares to recognize the first.

"Die, die, die! Death to Lao Tzu! ”

The mandrill, whose mouth was wrapped in a robe, roared indistinctly, like a whack-a-mole, raised the Vajra Demon Descending Pestle to aim at the mission team members, and smashed it to the ground again and again without skill.

One force lowered ten times, and the stone cracked under the heavy smashing, and the stones the size of the grinding plate were also crushed into stone powder, and the ground of the entire Daxiong Treasure Hall was forced to sink a layer.

Xing Hechou and Huiyu monks escaped from the Daxiong Treasure Hall and led the mandrills to various mines in the temple.

However, the mandrill, which has rough skin and thick flesh and is blessed by demonic power, does not care about the broadsword mines of the anti-infantry at all, and crushes the footprints on the ground with the sole of his foot, even if the mine roars, it can only slightly cut off a layer of flesh from the bottom of the mandrill's feet.

Exhale, inhale.

The black demonic qi gushing out of the mandrill's nostrils rolled slightly on the soles of his feet, and the soles of his feet that had been blown up by the mines were all healed, and the damage was not visible at all.

One, two, three.

Xing Hechou continued to flee, being in danger every time he was pursued by the Demon Descending Pestle, while silently thinking about the number of mines that had been detonated.

The giant ape stepped on another mine, and with the first roar, blood gushed from the soles of its feet, and the flesh and blood were charred black.

"You can't hurt me at all."

The mandrill raised the soles of his feet slightly, watching the pieces of iron being squeezed out by the slowly stirring minced flesh, although the ugly face was obscured by the robe, but the cruelty, tyrannical malice overflowing in his eyes, almost drowning everyone, "Early death, early transcendence!" ”

Xing Hechou rolled a few times to avoid the smashed demon pestle, and shouted to the Huiyu monk in the distance: "Don't panic, his demonic power is not enough, otherwise he should use demonic qi to heal his body now." We continue to drag. ”

The mandrill bared his teeth slightly, his face was gloomy, his demonic energy was indeed about to bottom out, if it was changed to usual, he could naturally use the Buddha bowl to attract the moonlight, condense the moonlight in the bowl, and restore the demonic power after drinking.

But these enemies are clearly not going to give him a chance to recover slowly.

Damn, if only the red-bellied Dao chief was here.....

The giant ape's offensive paused slightly, Wanli sealed the knife and saw the opportunity, holding the three-foot autumn water dragon sword, and after two or three steps of running, Lei Tengyun ran, jumped between the thighs of the mandrill, and slashed wildly at the root of the mandrill's legs.

Have you ever seen a roadside barbecue stall fried ham sausage? The action of sealing the knife is the same as cutting ham sausage......

The curled black hairs fell like green silk in a barbershop, blood gushed out, and minced flesh splashed everywhere, even though the mandrill had rough skin and thick flesh, under such a cruel and inhumane attack, it couldn't help but show a prostration, and screamed.

"Whoa—"

Xing Hechou and Hui Yu seized the hard-won opportunity, like a pedicure master, aiming at the toe of the mandrill with a hammer, and Liu Wuxian aimed at the mandrill like a big egg, pulling the bow and shooting.

These people don't talk about the rules of the rivers and lakes at all, and they are really ruthless and black....

Wanli Sealing Knife, who drew his sword and slashed wildly, looked back at Li Ang and shouted loudly, "Have you seen enough?" Can you come and help? ”

"Here we are."

[Glandular activation method - adrenal gland] is activated instantly,

Li Ang only felt that his blood pressure rose suddenly, his eyes were instantly red, his heart was pounding and almost bursting, and the blood vessels in his body contracted and expanded very irregularly.

Time, slowed down.

All I had left was my own breath.

Although he had experimented with the adrenal activation method countless times, the severe discomfort from his body and the concussive brain still made Leon have a physiological desire to vomit.

Fortunately, after the adrenaline filled the whole body, the body that seemed to be exhausted of energy was recharged again, and the spiritual power began to circulate again.

Even Chai Cuiqiao, who was leaning over Li Ang's body, felt a shock from his spirit body, and waved his spider claws and rushed straight towards the mandrill.

After a distance, Li Ang picked up his homemade AK47 assault rifle and fired at the mandrill's back and lumbar spine with precision - the adrenaline activated world is like a strange thing in slow motion, and the hands that are usually stable are now as smooth and precise as mechanical drives.

A 7.62mm bullet naturally couldn't penetrate the mandrill's demon-blessed fur, but the burst shots continued one after another, each bullet chasing each other, slowly but surely piercing the surface hair and piercing the flesh.

Since discovering that conventional assault rifle 7.62mm bullets are difficult to work against inhuman monsters, Leon specially prepared a batch of dummy warheads in his living room - in fact, the bullet head is cut into a cross shape, exposing part of the lead core, and the bullet will automatically split after hitting the target, expanding the killing area.

In addition, Leon also fused some mineral toxins to the surface of the bullet to maximize the killing efficiency.

"Ahhhh You all deserve to die! ”

The devastated mandrill was full of grief and indignation, and his muscles and dragon's coiled arms held the King Kong Demon Pestle, and smashed back Xing Hechou and Hui Yu monks with a heavy hammer, and the tail like a long whip behind him shook violently, whipping the waist and abdomen of the Wanli Sealing Knife, making the latter spit blood and fall backwards, and plant himself in the pile of rubble.

"Die!"

The mandrill gritted his teeth in disgust, held it with both hands, and threw the vajra like a javelin at Liu Wuxian in the distance.

This throw was as fast as a flash of lightning, Liu Wuxian hurriedly dodged, Yan Yue Hu jumped, jumped and moved to avoid the tip of the demon pestle, but was hit by the gravel stirred up by the demon pestle, and staggered and fell to the ground.

"Hahaha!"

The mandrill roared fiercely, groped down with both hands, grabbed a huge wooden beam and pillar of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, as if it had eyes behind it, and turned around and swept towards Li Ang.

"Retreat!"

The wind was howling, and Li Ang's face did not change, and he commanded the eight spider claws to descend suddenly, almost bending into a line, like a spring taut to the limit, avoiding the beam and column sweeping.

"Up!"

Li Ang shouted in a deep voice, and the eight spider legs suddenly bounced up, enveloping Li Ang and flying into the air.

Under the moonlight, the humanoid spider slowly and gracefully skimmed over the mandrill's head, and when it landed, the eight spider legs settled lightly and nimbly, unloading the impact.

Li Ang, who was once again on the back of the mandrill, continued to strafe with a gun in one hand, but took out a homemade hunting tranquilizer gun and more than a dozen anesthetic syringes from the backpack with the other hand.