On the back of this giant toad, a person sits upright.

This person's face is fair, he is clearly a handsome young man, he looks a few years older than Xiao Shamen, but his eyes are like a calm lake, and he is not alarmed.

He was of medium height, wearing a strange set of black armor, a black garland-shaped steel helmet, and a huge wolf's head totem on his chest.

Holding a strange blade in his hand, it looks like a whip but not a whip, like a blade but not a blade. The young man's body was wrapped in a thick black gas, which kept rising and falling like a flame of black flame, and the air was full of evil qi, and the yin wind was gusting, and the knife cut his face like a knife.

This guy, is that the Yaksha Diwa that Xiao Jixiangtian said? What a strong aura!

The young man was condescending, glanced around everyone, and said in an arrogant tone: "I am the Yaksha Diwa under the command of the Heavenly Venerable Ming King, and you and others trespass into the temple, and their crimes should be punished!" ”

Before the words fell, I felt a "whoosh" sound of the black water around the dry boat, accompanied by the sound of "whooshing" and breaking through the sky, and the yaksha grass under the surface of the Susheng River actually drilled out densely, and instantly rose to a height of seven or eight meters.

They were so fast that they were like long whips that swung in their heads, and they threw them at us.

Everyone had already prepared, and for a while, the magic weapons were shining, tossing and turning in the shadow of the sword and sword, struggling to meet the enemy.

I silently recited the five-character proverb in my heart, urging the true qi in my body at the same time, I whispered in my mouth: "Please show up for the millennium burial!" ”

The crimson light stirred, and the slender body of the Burial Spirit Sword shone out, like an aurora in the dark night. I flipped my wrist and slashed at a Yaksha grass that was thrown at my chest!

With a crisp sound of "Zila", the Burial Spirit Swordsman was bloodless, and he slashed the Yaksha grass in two with a brush.

There was a sudden wind behind me, and the two Yaksha grasses tried to sneak attack left and right, and the Tianxuan under my feet stepped on it quickly, using the wide area of the dry ship to avoid its edge, and then repeated the old trick, and the tip of the Burial Spirit Sword stabbed and forced them back.

I dodged and fought back, and I was stunned in my heart. What surprised me was not the large number of Yaksha grass that came out of the water, nor the powerful aura of Diva.

But this young man named Diwa is clearly a subordinate of King Ming, an Indian, and he speaks not Hindi, but Chinese that I can understand.

Did he know who we were and deliberately communicate with us in Chinese? Apparently impossible.

Based on the current situation, it is very likely that Xiao Ji Xiangtian did not change the language system of Master Warren and Kunal, on the contrary, she changed the hearing of me, the fat man and the amorous, similar to simultaneous interpretation.

This ability is so subtle that it still feels incredible to me. Xiao Jixiangtian is the reincarnation of the holy woman of human divinity, if everyone has this ability, then wouldn't the language of the whole world be unified?

As a god, it is logical that the auspicious saint has powers that ordinary people can't reach, but she is Indian, and this is the most multilingual and chaotic country in the world, I really don't know if this is a revelation or an irony!

But now is not the time to think about these things, although there are many of those Yaksha grasses, but everyone has magic weapons in their hands, they can deal with it calmly, and they will not be able to take advantage of it for a while.

Xiao Ji Xiangtian urged the golden light of the lotus staff to form a circular protective cover again, protecting himself and Xiao Shamen in it. The yaksha grass slammed into the golden shield and was instantly scorched and ignited, sending up a scorching black smoke......

Xiao Ji Xiangtian's face was not sad or happy, and he asked in a deep voice: "Yaksha Diva, don't you even know me?" ”

Her voice was sweet, and there was an indescribable awe-inspiring righteousness between her words, echoing on the river of memorial life.

The young man of the Yaksha Department was stunned for a moment, his brows twisted together instantly, and his eyes flickered, like a stone thrown into the calm lake water, obviously thinking about Xiao Jixiangtian's words.

But in just a moment, the black qi on the strange armor covering his whole body began to rise and fall wildly, getting thicker and thicker.

He spoke again: "I am the Yaksha Diwa under the command of the Heavenly Venerable Ming King, and those who trespass on the temple should be punished!" With that, he was in a dazzled figure and disappeared in the dark river with the giant toad that had fallen.

And those yaksha grasses dancing in the air also writhed wildly, and once again attacked violently towards the golden light protective shield of Xiao Jixiangtian, but they were still all blocked from it, and they couldn't shake it in the slightest.

I said in my heart that this little brother Diwa doesn't look very old, how can he be a tendon? What kind of chat is this? When people ask you if you know yourself, you report your name again like a repeater, and this head is funny!

The crowd was going back and forth with the Yakshas, and in the midst of a fierce battle, I felt a sharp tremor on the board of the ship under my feet, like an earthquake. There was a lot of gloom in the air, and the black water on the river surface was like someone had thrown a bomb, and the waves were churning!

The people who were shocked turned on their backs, and finally stabilized their figures.

When he reacted, he saw that the huge toad actually broke out of the waves from the side of the dry boat, and a bloody mouth opened, like a huge black hole full of fangs, and bit down towards Xiao Jixiangtian......

Diwa was still sitting on the back of the toad, his expression awe-inspiring and his face full of arrogance.

The size of the giant toad was too large, and this bite was enough to swallow the golden round protective shield and the little auspicious heaven and the small sand gate in it.

Everyone was shocked, and couldn't help but sweat for Xiao Ji Xiangtian. I heard a burst of shouts in my ears: "Don't be unreasonable to the saint!" ”

In an instant, the flames were steaming, and the flames were soaring to the sky! The heat wave exploded around us like a cyclone, and even the air was sizzling with scorching.

If you look closely, it's Kunal. I saw that at this moment, the old man was furious, and his facial features were twisted together, as if possessed by an evil demon.

With a roar, he first spewed out a large ball of flame from his mouth, instantly burning the Yaksha grass that surrounded him in front of and behind, and then his body turned electrically, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Xiao Jixiangtian.

The three-edged iron fork in Kunal's hand was ignited by the flames at some point, whirring in the gale, like a torch with a strange shape.

Without hesitation, he waved the three-edged iron fork in his hand and stabbed towards the jaw of the giant toad......

In front of everyone's eyes, they saw three flames the thickness of a bowl gushing out from the iron fork, as if a sea of fire had been sprinkled.

The giant toad was not a vegetarian, and at the same time, a large cloud of white smoke suddenly erupted from its two nostrils, restraining the flames of the iron fork, and the huge mouth was horizontal, biting down on Kunal's head......